The door opens.
An old man walked out of it.
An old man with a silver beard and silver hair, dressed in Taoist robes, with a delicate complexion and a childlike face, exuded the power of a Qi Refining monk.
Meng Qingqing was stunned.
In this dense forest in the wilderness, I unexpectedly met an expert in Qi refining?
All the eight Taoist sects in Da Ze were in trouble. How could an expert survive and hide here to rob ship passengers and euphemistically call it the ferry of souls?
After the old man appeared, he closed the door and twirled his beard, looking at Meng Qingqing intently.
Qi Laoda and Qi Chun bowed and saluted, calling them "Taoist Master".
The old man nodded slightly, with a look of surprise on his face, and said to himself: "I was hit by the soul separation, but I can still wake up. It turns out that I am a monk at the fourth level of Qi training, and he is a virgin whose Yuan Yin has not been broken. What a wonderful body!"
Qi Boss and Qi Chun quietly exchanged glances.
"senior!"
Meng Qingqing thought she had found a turning point and hurriedly said: "I, Meng Qingqing, am a disciple of Tiandan Peak. I don't know which Taoist sect my senior is an expert in. There must be some misunderstanding about this matter..."
The old man has a fairy-like manner, speaks in an extraordinary way, and has a kind appearance, so he doesn't look like a bad person. Unexpectedly, before Meng Qingqing finished speaking, she flew up in the air and landed on the wooden case with a "bang". Then she saw the old man leaning down, as if inspecting an object, looking at her carefully from head to toe, and placed Her gift ring was taken off easily. His childlike face and silver needle-like beard and hair suddenly became sinister and terrifying. Especially the greedy look in his eyes was creepy. Meng Qingqing was eager to struggle to escape, but a bony palm grabbed her wrist veins. A strong and strange force instantly filled her body, making her unable to move. She could only lie on her back, letting the greedy eyes penetrate her. Pass through the dress, penetrate the skin, and examine her bones and meridians inch by inch. She was shocked and screamed: "Let me go -"
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"
The old man still spoke softly, as if he was comforting a child. He waved his hands to Qi Boss and Qi Chun, and said, "Wait outside the house!"
Boss Qi and Qi Chun did not dare to say anything, bowed their heads and exited the room, and carefully closed the door.
Meng Qingqing was lying on the wooden table, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, panicked and unsure of what was going on.
What does this old man want to do?
The so-called soul separation is not a trick of the Jianghu, but a Taoist drug. It is no wonder that despite her cultivation level, she was still plotted against.
And Yu Ye is also a monk, why didn't he wake up? Presumably his cultivation level is low and he can no longer count on it...
"ah--"
Meng Qingqing was frightened and uneasy, and couldn't help but scream.
Her dress was ripped off, and no trace of it was left on her upper and lower parts. Then the door of the next door opened and she flew in. The dress she had torn off had fallen on the pile of clothes in the corner.
Are those piles of clothes left behind by the victims?
In an instant, he was in an underground stone chamber, illuminated by a bright pearl, and the situation was clear at a glance.
This is an underground stone chamber five or six feet in size, with a wooden ladder connecting it up and down. The stone chamber is surrounded by wooden shelves, stone niches, stone tables, boxes, pots and jars, and other items. The floor in the middle is covered with mats, which should be a place for meditation. There are several cauldrons placed on the left and right of the mattress, and a two-foot-square iron cauldron stands directly in front. The iron tripod has four legs and two ears. The inside and outside are covered with talisman formations and strange patterns, and it exudes a strong blood evil aura.
Meng Qingqing flew directly to the iron tripod and floated in the air, but was still bound by the magic power. Even if she wanted to cover her privacy, she was unable to do anything. Instead, she was forced to close her limbs and assume a sitting posture.
The old man came next, his long sleeves flicking, he slowly sat on the mattress, and raised his hand to perform the magic formula.
At this moment, Meng Qingqing had given up the idea of surviving. She had already guessed her fate, but she was unwilling to die like this and said anxiously——
"Senior, do you know that Nan Qishan has suffered the disaster of annihilation?"
"oh?"
The old man was slightly startled.
"Senior, you are indeed an expert in Nanqi Mountain. And you are hiding here and killing innocent people, but you ignore the destruction of Nanqi Mountain and the eight Taoist schools. Now the foundation-building monks of Qizhou are running rampant across the swamp, and all the disciples of each family are dead and injured. We, With nowhere to live, I was forced to flee..."
"Nanqi Mountain is gone?"
The old man was a little surprised and said: "I heard that overseas monks were invading Daze, but they were too busy retreating to take care of them. And the eight Taoist sects such as Nan Qishan are gone?"
"This junior has seen with my own eyes that Nanqi Mountain has been destroyed by fire, and the more than ten surviving disciples have been slaughtered. No other Taoist sect has been spared..."
Meng Qingqing truthfully told the current situation of Daze Taoist Sect, and said: "Senior, Daze Taoist Sect is gone. As an expert, you not only stand by and watch, but also harm your fellow Taoists. What is the purpose of this?"
The old man seemed to be moved by her persuasion, wiping his beard and remaining silent.
Meng Qingqing begged: "Senior..."
"snort!"
The old man snorted and interrupted: "Even if the Taoist sect is safe and sound, so what? Even if you spend your whole life cultivating to the perfection of Qi refining, you will only exhaust your lifespan and end up with the body and Taoism disappearing. Fortunately, I have already As expected, I left Nanqi Mountain decades ago and went into seclusion to practice and understand the way of reincarnation."
"Senior, what is the way of reincarnation?"
"This is my own method, also known as longevity."
Meng Qingqing said in astonishment: "Borrowing your life to extend your life?"
"Human essence and blood are the source of vitality. And if the essence and blood are refined into blood elixirs and taken, they can prolong life. As the saying goes, if vitality is not lost, life will last forever."
The old man may be a little proud, and continued: "Just like this, you enter reincarnation, and I gain eternal life. It is rare to catch a monk today, and he is a virgin. The effect of refining the blood pill will definitely be doubled, and it may help me achieve success. Foundation building is also unknown!”
"Senior, you killed innocent people, so you are not afraid of retribution?"
"Haha, people who practice Taoism don't talk about cause and effect, only about responsibility. There is no life and death, only reincarnation. What's more, the ones who harmed others are Qi Laoda and Qi Chun. I just send the souls who have ferried here into reincarnation, so it's not a meritorious deed. Woolen cloth!"
"How can they both be willing to be manipulated by you?"
"What do ordinary people do when they work hard all their lives? It's nothing more than to live a long life and gain glory and wealth. I help the two of them achieve their wishes, so they will naturally be driven by me and used by me!"
"Senior, alas..."
Meng Qingqing still wanted to beg a few words, so she sighed and was speechless.
At this point, she already understood the cause and effect and her own situation.
This old man came from Nanqi Mountain. Decades ago, because there was no hope of building a foundation, he left the Dao Sect and lived in seclusion here alone. His lifespan was gradually exhausted, so he used the essence and blood of living people to make elixirs to extend his life. Boss Qi and Qi Chun were driven by him and have harmed many lives. Now that they have caught a monk, they are destined to be unable to escape his murderous hands.
A monk, a master of Taoism, in order to survive for himself, actually regarded the lives of others as nothing. But such a cruel and ruthless person is actually an elder of the same Taoism. This is not only a mockery of the Taoist sect, but also the sadness of her Meng Qingqing.
"What the Taoist sect emphasizes is having a clear mind and a clear mind, being virtuous and self-respecting. But I am different from those pedantic people. I only know that people will be punished by heaven and earth if they don't care for themselves, haha!"
The old man smiled faintly and said seriously: "Little girl, don't practice Taoism in your next life. All words that persuade people to do good are nonsense. The principles of Taoism and Dharma books are also lies. Only the weak can eat the strong, and natural selection will lead to talent. It's the only way to survive." He raised his hand and pinched the magic formula, still like a kind elder, and continued: "I will first release your essence and blood, and then refine the muscles, bones, flesh and blood. It only takes half a column. When the fragrance is fragrant. You are no better than an ordinary person, so I should be careful!"
Meng Qingqing closed her eyes, her expression gloomy.
She knew she was going to die, but she didn't expect to suffer such humiliation before she died. Regardless of whether there is an afterlife or not, please end this life as soon as possible!
Waiting for death is actually suffering.
That old man, why didn't you take action...
Meng Qingqing was suspended above the iron tripod, waiting for death to come, but there was no movement. She couldn't help but open her eyes.
The old man was still sitting there, stretching out his bony right hand. He was unable to perform the magic formula, but remained as motionless as a stone. At the same time, a sneaky figure appeared behind him.
Yu Ye?
That young man in a coarse cloth jacket and bushy eyebrows and starry eyes, who else could he be if he wasn't Yu Ye? How could he wake up suddenly and sneak here silently, as if he had succeeded in a secret attack?
"Ka, ka -"
But in the blink of an eye, there was a tearing sound all over the old man's body.
Yu Ye, who looked on guard, suddenly jumped down from the wooden ladder, and his shot was like lightning. "Chi Chi", two sword energy popped out, and "Puff" penetrated the old man's waist, abdomen and back. The old man couldn't help eating, and fell to the ground with a bang. He vomited hot blood at the mouth. Without struggling, he flopped and collapsed on the ground, and said in a voiceless voice: "He...he is an expert..."
At the same time, Meng Qingqing fell down and happened to fall into the iron tripod. She said "Oh!" and was about to call for help, but suddenly she stretched out her hand to cover her body.
But he saw Yu Ye looking at the stone room and walking up to the old man, saying bitterly to himself: "Baizhi, your master must also be good at the art of refining alchemy on a living person. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it. ..." He lowered his head and looked at the old man, and said in a deep voice: "Don't care who I am, just answer my question. Is there any antidote for your separation?"
Although the old man's injuries were serious, they were not fatal at the moment. He was leaning on a stone table, his beard and hair were messy, and his face that once looked like a child also showed an old and frail look. He nodded slightly and breathed heavily: "One soul-gathering pill is enough..."
Yu Ye grabbed his finger and pulled off a jade ring, and found a bottle of elixir from it.
The old man looked at the young man who suddenly appeared and said tentatively: "This fellow Taoist is already in his twilight years. Please show your respect..."
Yu Ye walked to the iron tripod and heard another "Ouch" sound. He ignored it, handed over a pill with his back, and threw a storage ring into the iron tripod. Then he ran up the wooden ladder and spat in disgust: "Bah, you old and immortal thing. Speak people's words but do nothing to people's affairs. Retribution is coming, just wait!"
He walked up the wooden stairs calmly and left the stone room step by step.
The old man stared at the young man's leaving back, recalling the chill in the other person's words. His old and saggy face twitched, and his silver whiskers stained red with blood also trembled slightly.
After the woman hiding in the iron cauldron took the elixir, her limbs gradually became freer. She had taken out her clothes from the ring, as well as a long sword that shone with cold light...
