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'Frenzied Strength Imparter 'Daoist Priest Horizon. From this nickname, one could tell that this wasn't the first time Daoist Priest Horizon had imparted his strength to others.
Imparting strength to others had already become his hobby, and this was the reason he was called the 'Frenzied Strength Imparter'.
And from the reaction of Yu Jiaojiao... this white-haired grandpa, who was considered a 'fortuitous encounter' in wuxia novels, wasn't a good thing at all. Otherwise, Yu Jiaojiao wouldn't have told him to run away.
"No, Fellow Daoist, you misunderstood! Let me explain! "Daoist Priest Horizon anxiously said.
But before Daoist Priest Horizon could finish his sentence, Song Shuhang's Little Friend had already started running away.
When Yu Jiaojiao said 'let's run', Song Shuhang immediately operated the 'Virtuous Man's Ten Thousand Mile Walk' footwork and quickly ran away.
Daoist Priest Horizon stiffly stretched out his hand, wanting to cry but having no tears.
It was a misunderstanding! It was all a misunderstanding!
What the hell was with this nickname of 'Frenzied Strength Imparter'? He had indeed often imparted strength to others, but it was always a mutually consensual transaction! Why did he have to run away?
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In the meantime, just as Song Shuhang was madly running away, Yu Jiaojiao started to tell him about the deeds of the 'Frenzied Strength Imparter' Daoist Priest Horizon.
Daoist Priest Horizon indeed had a 'hobby' of imparting his strength to others. However, this hobby wasn't something he was born with. Instead, it was something he was forced to do by circumstances. If not for a good reason, which cultivator would be willing to impart the 'origin true qi' or 'origin spiritual energy' they had painstakingly cultivated to someone else?
In the end, it was mainly because of the 'heavenly tribulation'.
Daoist Priest Horizon had been stuck at the peak of the Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor Realm for close to 300 years. However, he didn't dare to try advancing from the Fifth Stage to the Sixth Stage Spiritual Emperor Realm!
Daoist Priest Horizon was well aware of his limitations. If he directly tried to break through to the Sixth Stage True Monarch Realm, he would only have a 20% chance of success and an 80% chance of failure.
Daoist Priest Horizon was a powerhouse of Jin Dan and had a very long lifespan, so how could he play around with his life?
Thereupon, Daoist Priest Horizon suppressed his realm and looked for a way to increase his chances of transcending the tribulation.
However, suppressing his realm wasn't a long-term solution … Daoist Priest Horizon was currently at the peak of the Fifth Stage Realm, and even if he didn't practice diligently, the amount of Jin Dan's spiritual energy inside his body would reach its limit in ten years at most.
At that time, Jin Dan would automatically open up her Spirit Lake, allowing him to forcefully break through to the Sixth Stage True Monarch Realm.
To prevent such a situation from happening, Daoist Priest Horizon thought of a good idea.
That was a good idea. He could impart his power to other cultivators, or he could use his own spiritual energy to cleanse the marrow of other cultivators. This way, he wouldn't have to worry about the Heavenly Tribulation.
Daoist Priest Horizon felt that he was too quick-witted when he thought of this' strength imparting 'method.
Through this' strength imparting 'method, not only could he impart his' origin true qi 'to other cultivators, but he could also exchange it for a lot of good things.
For 300 years, Daoist Priest Horizon never got tired of doing this. Every few years or ten years, he would look for an opportunity to 'impart his strength imparting'.
Just in this fashion, the name 'Frenzied Strength Imparter' quickly spread.
It wouldn't have been a big deal if it was only the name 'Frenzied Strength Imparter' that had spread … Daoist Priest Horizon could then seize the opportunity to open his doors and start doing business! After all, there were many people in the world of cultivators who were eager to obtain powerful strength.
This was especially true for cultivators below the Fifth Stage Realm. If they could obtain the strength imparting of a Fifth Stage Spiritual Emperor, their corporeal body would receive the nourishment of 'spiritual energy' before reaching the Fifth Stage Realm. Not only would their strength increase, but they would also be able to cleanse their marrow.
However, why did the 'Frenzied Strength Imparting' Daoist Priest Horizon's reputation become so frightening that people would run away as soon as they heard that Daoist Priest Horizon was going to impart his strength to someone else?
Was it possible that Daoist Priest Horizon had secretly tampered with the strength imparting and injured the person receiving the strength imparting?
That wasn't the case!
Daoist Priest Horizon was very serious about imparting his strength. Every time he imparted his strength, his strength would be great, and the quality would be good.
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Speaking of this matter, it was rather strange.
Every time Daoist Priest Horizon took a fancy to the person he wanted to impart his strength to, he would happily step forward and call out to that fellow daoist.
For example: "Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment!"
Or: "Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment. Can we talk in private?"
"This poor daoist can see that you have great talent. I have five years' worth of strength here, and I can impart it to you. Do you want it? You can get it as long as you pay a small price. "
Daoist Priest Horizon's' trading 'skills were very good. Every time he tried to sell his strength imparting to someone, he would succeed 80 or 90% of the time.
Then, they would hand over the money and the goods.
Both parties were very satisfied.
So far, Daoist Priest Horizon had imparted his strength to seven cultivators in the past 300 years.
Such being the case, there was a problem!
Of the seventy-two cultivators, twenty-nine of them died in the Heavenly Tribulation not long after receiving the 'cultivation imparting', and their bodies perished. Some people speculated that those 29 cultivators had been too greedy and obtained too much strength from Daoist Priest Horizon's' strength imparting '. After their strength had increased, they didn't even have the time to show off when they had to forcefully transcend the tribulation due to the sudden increase in their strength. Due to the lack of preparation, they were reduced to ashes by the heavenly tribulation.
Then, not long after completing the 'transaction', three other cultivators met with the calamity of having their bodies destroyed. They had no choice but to change the shape of their bodies, turning them into puppets and struggling at death's door.
There were also two cultivators who offended a powerful expert of a demonic sect and were refined into corpse servants.
As for the remaining 11 cultivators, they had gone missing, their fate unknown.
Up until now, only seven of them were still alive and well.
They had a very slim chance of survival!
Among those seven that were still alive and well, one of them had received Daoist Priest Horizon's strength imparting 12 years ago.
At that time, that cultivator didn't know how terrifying the 'Frenzied Strength Imparter' Daoist Priest Horizon was. After receiving the strength imparting from the 'white-haired grandpa', he happily returned to his sect and showed off to his fellow disciples.
But when he learned from his fellow disciples how terrifying the 'Frenzied Strength Imparter' Daoist Priest Horizon was, he was scared to death.
That night, he wrote his will. From then on, he lived every day in fear and trepidation. He trained even harder … Fortunately, he lived until now.
Of the 72 cultivators that had received the strength imparting, only a few were still alive.
Therefore, the people of the world of cultivators who knew about the strength imparting technique of 'Daoist Priest Horizon' had been avoiding it for many years.
Most cultivators believed in the theory of 'luck'.
Daoist Priest Horizon wasn't in the wrong when it came to the strength imparting, and there was no problem with the strength he imparted. The quality was good, and the quantity was sufficient.
However, the luck of this matter was strange.
Some people speculated that after 'Daoist Priest Horizon' imparted his origin spiritual energy, he might have also imparted the heavenly tribulation he was going to face.
This was the reason why the person receiving the strength imparting had a slim chance of survival.
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"In short, Daoist Priest Horizon's strength imparting technique is really scary," Song Shuhang said with a nod. Moreover, he didn't lack strength.
He still had a lot of 'spirit beast crystals' in his size-reducing purse that he hadn't eaten yet because his constitution wasn't able to keep up. If his strength were to increase again, he would lose his life!
Thereupon, Song Shuhang continued to operate the (Virtuous Man's Ten Thousand Mile Walk) footwork. While using the footwork, Song Shuhang's movements were graceful. Moreover, he looked no different from an ordinary person walking. But in fact, his speed was shockingly fast.
In the rear, Daoist Priest Horizon didn't seem to be chasing after him. Otherwise, given his strength as a cultivator at the peak of the Fifth Stage Realm, he would have caught up to Song Shuhang in a matter of minutes.
Song Shuhang heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Let's take a taxi and go back."
But now that he thought about it, he realized that he didn't need to run!
Daoist Priest Horizon had only proposed to use 'strength imparting' as the price, but he didn't have to use that method to carry out the transaction. He could still use spirit stones to carry out the transaction!
If he could meet Daoist Priest Horizon again, he wouldn't waste time talking nonsense and would directly ask him to carry out the transaction with spirit stones.
Spirit stones were what he needed the most at this time.
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The scorching sun was high in the sky, and the temperature was still very high.
However, the Jiangnan area's Leyuan Road was still bustling with people coming and going.
Song Shuhang rubbed his belly. Due to the gastric lavage he'd received earlier, his stomach was empty. Although, whenever he thought of 'eating', he would immediately think of soil. But now, he was really hungry.
"How about we eat something first before going back?" Song Shuhang said.
"That's fine. After all, that Daoist Priest Horizon didn't chase after us," Yu Jiaojiao replied. But just to be safe, Yu Jiaojiao activated a small magical treasure she had on her body.
It was a magical treasure that could conceal one's aura. Her father, True Monarch Tyrant Flood Dragon, had personally crafted it. After activating it, she and Song Shuhang would be able to conceal their auras.
With that, they wouldn't have to worry about Daoist Priest Horizon following their auras.
Next, Song Shuhang looked at a row of gourmet shops in the vicinity of Leyuan Road.
All kinds of food could be found there. From the scale of the shops, it was almost comparable to the food street outside Jiangnan University.
Then … Song Shuhang saw a very unique fish-head shop.
A long line had unexpectedly formed outside the fish-head shop even though the weather was very hot. The people in the line were several tens of meters away from the entrance of the shop.
What an amazing line! Even in the hot weather, the passion of these foodies couldn't be stopped!
But was this fish-head shop really that famous? Why hadn't he heard about it before?
Thereupon, Song Shuhang curiously went to the end of the line.
In front of him was a youngster who was dressed like a student. The hot weather made the tip of his nose sweat.
When Song Shuhang arrived behind him, he suddenly felt a cool breeze, as if he had suddenly entered an air-conditioned room. He couldn't help but raise his head and look behind him. Then, he saw Song Shuhang, who was now very tall.
Song Shuhang revealed his teeth and faintly smiled at him.
The youngster also replied with a smile.
From the looks of it, they still had to wait for a long time. Song Shuhang curiously asked, "Little brother, is the fish head of this shop very famous?"
"Fish head? No, the fish head of this shop is also very ordinary, "the youngster said with a smile.
"?" Song Shuhang.
A shop called 'fish-head shop', but the fish head wasn't very famous? In that case, what were so many people lining up to buy?
At this time, the soft voice of a young girl was transmitted from behind Song Shuhang. "Elder brother, you saw that there were many people lining up and decided to come here out of curiosity, right? We're all lining up to eat not fish head, but roujiamo. "
"…" Song Shuhang.
Roujiamo?
The owner of the fish-head shop would probably cry if he had to line up to buy roujiamo, right?
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The manager of the fish-head shop really wanted to cry.
His gaze fell on the kitchen of his shop, where there was a new set of tools for making roujiamo.
Then, a tall veiled woman was quickly operating a set of tools that the manager had never seen before with her slender hands. She was cutting all kinds of meat.
The veiled woman was very skilled. Even a simple cut was as pleasing to the eye as an artistic dance.
As for why this strange veiled woman was selling roujiamo in his fish-head shop? The manager began to recall.
It happened this morning. The veiled woman and a white-haired Daoist went to his fish-head shop for breakfast.
Although he felt that this pair was a bit strange, they were customers, and he naturally wouldn't turn away customers.
The veiled woman and the old man randomly ordered the specialty dishes of his shop.
After the dishes were served, the white-haired Daoist ate happily. However, the veiled woman only lifted her veil and took a small bite before putting down her chopsticks.
That wasn't a big deal. The manager didn't think that everyone would praise his fish head. It was normal that it didn't suit the taste of some customers.
However, what happened next made the manager dumbfounded.
The veiled woman stood up and went straight to the kitchen. She said to the chef, "Your fish head tastes terrible. It's not fit for human consumption at all. I can't stand it anymore. Come, I'll teach you how to cook fish! "
The chef was dumbfounded.
Then, the woman took the kitchenware from the chef and began to cook the fish head step by step. As she did so, she explained the steps in detail to the chef.
"That way, the fish will be more flavorful.
"You have to mix the seasonings like this.
"The heat is also very important. You have to control it well.
The woman's tone was as rude as a teacher lecturing a student.
When the manager saw this scene from the side, he was so angry that he went crazy. What was this woman doing? Was she going to let him run his shop in peace?
Moreover, his chef was an experienced chef. If he was being lectured by this woman like a grandson, wouldn't he fly into a rage?
However … his chef didn't fly into a rage. He really behaved like a grandson and learned humbly. Moreover, he took out a small notebook from somewhere and carefully recorded every step of the veiled woman's teaching.
The manager was dumbfounded again. Did his chef take the wrong medicine today? Why did he become so adorable?
After the veiled woman finished teaching, the chef thanked the veiled woman excitedly as if he had obtained a treasure. Then, he took the notebook … and ran away.
He ran away. He ran away just like that. He didn't even say goodbye to the boss.
The manager even called the chef five times in a row, but no one picked up.
The manager's lungs were about to explode.
Was this a joke? The veiled woman and the chef teamed up to mess with him?
The manager wanted to grab the veiled woman's collar and let her have a taste of the manager's angry roar.
Oh, that's not right. The manager remembered that he had indeed rushed forward to grab the masked woman's collar. But … what happened after that? He remembered that his vision suddenly went black and he fainted just like that.
When he woke up, he saw that the veiled woman had taken over his fish head shop and started to make 'roujiamo'.
What was more frightening was that the veiled woman's business was very good. There was a long line outside. There were so many customers that the manager couldn't see the end of the line.
The manager's eyes were instantly filled with tears.
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At this time, the veiled woman glanced at the manager and said lightly, "Don't look at me like that. Don't worry, the money is yours. I don't care about such a small amount of money. "
When she was making the fish head, she suddenly had a flash of inspiration. As if she had an epiphany, several combinations of meat appeared in her mind.
The veiled woman felt that these combinations would be very interesting. If she succeeded, perhaps this' banquet 'would reach a higher level.
Therefore, she immediately started to experiment.
She tried all kinds of combinations … While she was experimenting, the delicacies she made were already fragrant, attracting many foodies.
Before she knew it, a long line of customers had formed, looking at her with longing in their eyes.
The veiled woman pondered for a moment. Then, with the thought that since she was going to experiment with the combinations of meat, she might as well sell the experimental product. That way, it wouldn't be a waste. Thus, she started to make roujiamo.
Of course, in order to prevent the spiritual energy of the ingredients from overloading the customers, she extracted the spiritual energy of all the ingredients.
That was what happened.
The foodies outside were clearly lucky. Even if the spiritual energy of the ingredients was extracted, the ingredients themselves were precious cultivation ingredients, and eating them would bring great benefits to the body.
Sometimes, it was good to be a happy foodie.
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The veiled woman continued to experiment with the combinations of meat.
But right at this time, the back door of the kitchen was pushed open. A white-haired daoist priest stepped in. He had an awkward expression on his face. In addition, in order to prevent his aura from affecting the manager, who was an ordinary person, the white-haired daoist priest restrained his aura as much as possible. He even used a magical treasure that could conceal his aura.
This white-haired daoist priest was the 'Frenzied Strength Imparter' Horizon, the customer that had come to eat the fish head with the veiled woman.
"Miss Bie Xue, I'm back. Is there anything delicious? "As soon as Horizon entered, he smelled the aroma and started to salivate.
The veiled woman Bie Xue smiled and asked, "Have you taken care of your business?"
Horizon nodded and said via secret sound transmission, "I've already sent the package. In addition, I've also asked the sect for you to see if they have a copy of the 'Golden Black Cicada Training Technique'. However, the chances are slim. After all, Golden Black Cicadas are too unorthodox."
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Horizon. I've received your kind intentions." Bie Xue faintly nodded. She had recently obtained several precious Golden Black Cicadas, and she wanted to see if she could raise them. This was a delicacy recorded in ancient records, and she wanted to find an opportunity to restore it.
"In addition, I've also gathered some information regarding Venerable White. Senior White indeed lived in the Jiangnan area for some time. I also heard that Senior White once drove a … hand-guided tractor on a street in the Jiangnan area. "Horizon had a strange expression on his face as he took out his mobile phone and swiped on it.
A good friend of his said that he had collected a picture of 'Venerable White driving a hand-guided tractor'. The picture was taken through a surveillance camera, so it was rather blurry.
His friend had just sent the picture over...
"Hmm." Miss Bie Xue nodded. Not too long ago, Venerable White organized a hand-guided tractor competition that caused a sensation in the entire world of cultivators. It was even broadcasted live. Unfortunately, she was busy at the time and couldn't make it.
"Here it comes. My friend sent the picture over." Horizon took out his mobile phone and enlarged the picture.
It was the picture.
A brand-new hand-guided tractor was emitting black smoke and driving on the main road.
The driver of the hand-guided tractor looked like an immortal that had come out of a painting; he was incredibly handsome. If one looked closely, they would want to use all the words' handsome ',' handsome ', and' beautiful 'to describe him!
But such a handsome immortal had an excited expression on his face. He was grabbing the handrails of the tractor with both hands, and his body was swaying rhythmically along with the tractor. He seemed to be in high spirits.
Next to the immortal was a delicate and pretty college student. His face still had the childishness of a student. Since the hand-guided tractor only had one seat, the student could only shrink into a small spot, looking very delicate and pitiful.
"Before the incident of Senior White driving the hand-guided tractor, it was said that a giant hole suddenly appeared somewhere in the Jiangnan area. It was a deep, semi-circular hole. There was a gap of more than a month between the two events. According to this conjecture, Senior White must have lived in the Jiangnan area for more than a month after coming out of secluded meditation. Now, if we want to find clues about Senior White, we have to find that youth who was driving the hand-guided tractor with her … Eh, eh, eh! "Daoist Priest Horizon suddenly opened his eyes wide.
He stretched out his hand and enlarged the picture, looking at it carefully.
Although the face of the youth in the picture was a bit more immature, there was no mistaking it. This youth was the one he saw earlier, the one who wanted to impart his strength!
There was no mistaking it!
Miss Bie Xue looked at Daoist Priest Horizon with her beautiful eyes and asked, "Fellow Daoist Horizon, do you know this youth?"
Daoist Priest Horizon nodded, and said, "What a coincidence. I met this youth today. He's a cultivator of the Second Stage, and he looks very young. So it turns out that he has some relationship with Venerable White. No wonder his constitution is terrifyingly strong at such a young age, the true qi inside his body is very vigorous, and his mental energy has even reached the level of a cultivator of the Third Stage. "
Miss Bie Xue's eyes immediately lit up. "Where is this youth now?"
400 years ago, she wanted to become Fellow Daoist White's dual cultivation partner and even confessed her love to him.
In the end, Fellow Daoist White rejected her without any hesitation.
In a fit of pique, she didn't send him an invitation to the Immortal Feast for the next 400 years.
But this year, after thinking about it for a while, she decided to give him another chance and send him an invitation. But here came the problem — she couldn't find Fellow Daoist White.
She had no idea where he had run off to this time. It's not like he's going to close up again for a hundred years, right?
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