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Chapter 507

Words:3426Update:22/06/21 13:01:56

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Until that day, the masked Li Xiong appeared, slaughtered half of the Taoists of Mount Indigo Monastery, and left with serious injuries.

The dense branches and leaves scratched his face, leaving a few shallow wounds. Li Xiong laughed at himself in his heart. He was exhausted, and the grass and trees could also scratch him.

He was almost out of strength, and felt that he would die of exhaustion at any time. He broke the big tactical matrix of Mount Indigo Monastery by himself, killed Immortal Quan Yang and his apprentices, and slaughtered more than two hundred disciples who formed the tactical matrix. Finally, he left calmly.

Although Mount Indigo Monastery could not be compared with the big school with thousands of years of history, this achievement was enough to shock the world. There were very few people in the younger generation who could do this.

"If it were them, it would be easier, and they would not be like me, almost dying together." Li Xiong did not dare to stop for a moment, because the disciples of Mount Indigo Monastery were chasing him.

His experience in Jianghu was too shallow, or the style of a punk was rooted in his bones. Just now, if he continued to pretend to be a master and left calmly, maybe the remaining disciples of Mount Indigo Monastery would not dare to chase him.

But in the end, he was still a hooligan. After leaving behind that particularly satisfying sentence, he slipped away. He exposed himself in front of the disciples of Mount Indigo Monastery, letting them know that he was exhausted.

If he could not win, he would run away. Typical style of a punk.

"Evil thief, don't run away."

"You killed our Temple Master. Today, you will be buried with him."

The pursuing Taoists shouted and cursed behind him, but Li Xiong ignored them and ran wildly. He thought he still had a chance of survival. When he went up the mountain to take revenge, he wrote a letter to his two sworn brothers. Nothing was written in the letter, but as long as they saw it, they could understand.

The sworn brothers who had killed a yellow chicken and worshiped heaven and earth, when one party was in trouble, two parties came to help. In Li Xiong's view, it was a matter of course.

"Bang bang …"

At this time, among the pursuing Taoists, several of them suddenly took out their pistols and pulled the trigger at Li Xiong without hesitation.

Shit!

These monks even had pistols …

A bullet flew past his arm, cut his sleeves, cut his skin, and hit his shoulder blade. Fortunately, the dense forest blocked his sight, and the Taoists behind him did not have good shooting skills, so other bullets did not hit him.

If he was in his peak state, Li Xiong would look down on firearms like pistols. His instantaneous fist power was many times stronger than bullets. However, when a tiger fell to the plains, he would be bullied by dogs. These bullets were lethal to him now.

As the law enforcers of this era, it was not surprising that the Buddhist Taoist Association was equipped with firearms. After all, there were most rookies and weaklings in the World of Blood Descendants, and the number of experts was small. Even with China's high population density, there were only a few more top-level experts than other countries.

Therefore, guns were very lethal to rookies and low-level players.

"Bang bang!"

Another barrage of bullets came. The branches were broken, and the broken leaves were flying. Li Xiong's thigh was hit by the bullets, and he almost staggered.

After Li Xiong's leg was injured, his running speed dropped. Coupled with the serious physical exhaustion, Li Xiong was soon caught up with.

Seven or eight Daoists surrounded him and blocked his way. "Let's see how you can run now."

Several Taoist priests holding guns did not say anything, but directly fired. They acted quickly and decisively, and did not mean to capture Li Xiong alive. Probably they had seen his strength and did not dare to capture him alive, which was equivalent to giving him a chance to breathe.

The deafening sound of gunfire resounded through the dense forest, the muzzle emitted smoke, and the bullet spun out of the barrel.

"Ding!"

There was a clear sharp sound in the air, which was the sound of the bullet being hit by some force. Then, the Taoist priests present groaned and fell to the ground in a coma.

A young man jumped down from a nearby treetop and exhaled with lingering fear. "Oh, I was almost late."

He combed his hair back and applied hair wax, wearing a light white suit. In this era, this dress was very coquettish, and only people in the upper class would wear it.

After a few years, Li Wuxiang, who used to have bell-bottomed pants and instant noodle hair, had grown into a man in a suit with swept-back hair. If he hung a piece of tissue paper on his chest, he would be Xu Wenqiang.

"If you didn't come, I would die here." Li Xiong swore while carrying the iron sword to the unconscious Taoist priests, and asked casually, "Are you in love?"

"How do you know?" Li Wuxiang was quite surprised.

"You are now exuding the breath of a horseshoe worm, and you dress like a male creature seeking a mate," Li Xiong said.

"It's like love." Li Wuxiang winked. "Let me tell you, I am in the Tao Discussion Conference … Hey, what are you doing?"

His face suddenly changed.

The iron sword in Li Xiong's hand was aimed at the chest of a Taoist priest, and he said in a reasonable tone, "Of course, I am killing people to keep their mouths shut."

Li Wuxiang's high spirits were all gone, and he looked serious. "You have already taken revenge, and now your life is not threatened. Why do you want to kill people to keep their mouths shut?"

"Do you have a problem with that?" Li Xiong stared at him, and under the mask, a pair of pupils lit up with scarlet light.

"Li Xiong!" Li Wuxiang roared, which was deafening like the roar of thunder.

The supernatural power of Buddhism: Lion's Roar.

This was not the low-level Kung Fu that relied purely on high-decibel sound waves to frighten his men. The serious Lion's Roar of Buddhism had the effect of dispelling inner demons, which was deafening and enlightened.

Li Xiong's body shook, and the red light in his eyes went out. When Li Wuxiang breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly stabbed down with his sword and killed a Taoist priest. Then he waved his sword and drove the remaining Qi to kill other Taoists.

"You …" Li Wuxiang was full of anger.

Li Xiong waved his hand. "I don't want to argue with you. By the way, where is Tong Xuanzi?"

"I don't know." Li Wuxiang turned his head to one side.

"Oh, I see him." Li Xiong looked up and looked at a place with dense branches. "Come out. You have watched the show for so long. Are we still brothers?"

Tong Xuanzi came out of the hiding place and said lightly, "Anyway, I will save you."

After many years of separation, the three people who became sworn brothers on the rooftop of a dilapidated residential building finally reunited. It was inevitable that they were a little speechless.

This was not the place to talk. The three people hurried down the mountain, booked a box in a restaurant, and ordered wine and dishes.

"Wuxiang, you just said what happened in the Tao Discussion Conference?" Li Xiong raised his glass and wanted to toast with Li Wuxiang. The latter was still angry about what happened just now, so he ignored him with a cold face.

"He hooked up with a female Taoist priest of the Flowing Cloud Temple, whose Taoist name is Hua Yang." Tong Xuanzi answered for him. "She is a very dignified and gentle woman. I heard that she is the next master of the Flowing Cloud Temple."

"You are really not bragging. Do you still want to go to the Pantheon Palace?" Li Xiong asked.

"I haven't decided yet." Li Wuxiang looked hesitant. "I just want to live a good life now, and marry her in a few years."

"Don't you want to cure your kidney deficiency?"

“.....”

Of course, he wanted to, but entering the Pantheon Palace was very risky, which Qing Shi had clearly told them. Moreover, his requirement was that Great-grandmother could not enter. The reason was that the breath of the Unparalleled Fighting Soul was too majestic. If she entered the Pantheon Palace, it would cause uncontrollable accidents. For example, the master of the Pantheon Palace would recover.

And he had sworn to keep it confidential, and the Unparalleled Fighting Soul was also on the confidential list.

But the ancestral kidney deficiency was Li Wuxiang's worry, and it was also the worry of the generations of the Li family. He wanted to completely eradicate this hidden danger for the Li family.

"I will definitely go." Tong Xuanzi took a sip of wine. "Give me Qing Shi."

"Oh." Li Xiong stretched out his arm and pressed on Tong Xuanzi's shoulder. His skin began to turn dark cyan, and the dark cyan substance flowed into Tong Xuanzi's body along the place where their limbs touched.

"Li Wuxiang, think about it yourself. Anyway, there are still four years before the opening of the Pantheon Palace. It is not too late for you to make a decision after four years," Qing Shi said.

Li Wuxiang grunted in acknowledgment.

Tong Xuanzi felt the changes brought by the ancient demon's metamorphosis and nodded with satisfaction. "By the way, I already have a Taoist companion. She is my junior sister apprentice. "

Li Wuxiang and Li Xiong were shocked. "When did it happen? Why didn't you inform us? "

"It happened after returning to the mountain," Tong Xuanzi said. "Heaven and earth witnessed it, and the teachers witnessed it. The etiquette was done, and there was no banquet."

Shang Qing Sect did not forbid marriage. If the disciples in the sect liked each other, they could become Taoist companions. But they were monks after all, so there was no tradition of holding a grand ceremony.

"I just gave birth to a son," Tong Xuanzi said, looking at Li Wuxiang with a little pride.

Li Wuxiang was stunned, and his face was full of envy and jealousy.

Li Xiong was not to be outdone. "Pingping and I are going to get married soon, and we won't invite you. In the future, when we give birth to a big fat boy, remember to prepare a red envelope for me."

The gathering did not last long. After a meal, Tong Xuanzi bade farewell and left.

Li Xiong and Li Wuxiang did not see him off. The former poured a glass of wine and sighed. After that incident, the relationship between the three became estranged. They could no longer laugh and scold as before. Especially Tong Xuanzi, who had a lot on his mind.

"There is something I don't know if I should say," Li Xiong said.

"Don't say what you shouldn't say, and don't hesitate to say what you should say." Li Wuxiang did not give him a good look. "I find that you have changed. After a few years of wandering outside, your character has become so violent?"

"This is what I want to say," Li Xiong pondered for a moment and said, "I suspect that there is something wrong with Teacher Qing."

Li Wuxiang held the wine glass and stared at him.

"In these years of getting along with him, I found that I became more and more irritable and impulsive. Sometimes I was eager for revenge, and even had evil thoughts." Li Xiong said, "When I killed people just now, it was really hard to get rid of the killing intent, and I couldn't restrain myself. Your Buddhist Lion's Roar woke me up."

"But you killed them in the end."

"I was thinking about you. Some of them must have seen you. If you didn't kill them, would you wait to be chased by the Buddhist Taoist Association? " Li Xiong gave his own reasons. "Back to the point, I suspect that my violence is subtly influenced by Teacher Qing. Do you remember Yu Bing? Just now, when I killed him … Although I've never seen him, he looked haggard and his eyes were cloudy. He looked like a pitiful person who had done something wrong and was drowning in his own sins. A truly evil person wouldn't be like this. "

Li Wuxiang thought for a long time. "But I don't have such a feeling."

"That's because you have too little contact with Teacher Qing."

Li Wuxiang only occasionally borrowed the slough of the ancient demon to practice. It did not dare to stay with Li Wuxiang for a long time, which would be seen by the Unparalleled Fighting Soul.

"Is there any other evidence?" Li Wuxiang asked.

"No." Li Xiong shook his head.

"Don't think too much. Sometimes hatred will distort people's mind. After all, you are an ordinary person. Your strength has progressed too fast, and your mind is unstable, so it is easy to have such an illusion. " Li Wuxiang said, "Moreover, Tong Xuanzi and you have been in contact with Teacher Qing for a long time. If it really had a problem, Tong Xuanzi would have noticed it."

"Well, I hope it is my illusion." Li Xiong nodded.

"Okay, that's all for today. You go back to Shanghai to hide for a while, and come out after the storm subsides. You have fallen behind in practice. Compared with us, your current strength is still too far away. I am very close to the Half-step Extreme Tao. "

"Where are you going now? Won't you go back to Shanghai in the future?"

"Why? Now the house price is rising more and more, and I have no money to buy a house in Shanghai." Li Wuxiang sighed faintly. "If I had known it, I would have listened to you and hoarded the house."

Li Wuxiang left Shanghai a few years ago. After his business suffered a loss, Great-grandmother sold the house out of anger. Only by selling the house could she maintain a decent life. Li Wuxiang was hit by the failure of his business, and since then, he did not engage in proper business. Great-grandmother was angry again and robbed a bank, which led to him being wanted by the Buddhist Taoist Association.

Misfortune and good fortune depended on each other. Because of this, Li Wuxiang was favored by the Buddha and became the disciple of the first master in the world. The grandfather and grandson now stayed in Lianhua Temple to eat, drink, and get incense money.

"I have told you that it was good to hoard the house and sell CDs with me." Li Xiong laughed proudly.

"Well, after the matter of Panshen Palace is solved, I will borrow some incense money from my master and Huayang. Let's sell CDs together."

"How about the little Taoist nun?"

"She is very cute, gentle and obedient. The most important thing is … she has a pure heart and few desires." Li Wuxiang waved his hand and left.

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