Taoist Temple: I was broadcast live when I preached to animals

Since Master said there is no problem, then there is probably no problem...

Xiao Zhixing shook his head, sorted out his mood and went to practice.

From then on, Xiao Zhixing began to secretly pay attention to the situation of senior brother Zhiyuan.

Brother Zhiyuan leaves late every day and returns early, and he doesn't know where he went at night.

When Xiao Zhixing slipped to the back kitchen to eat, he also saw his brother rummaging through the back kitchen for food.

I don't know why, but the pork for the weekly meal has also been cut off recently. The brother who cooks in the back kitchen said that it was because the pork was missing, and it may be that some greedy brother secretly took it out and roasted it.

Xiao Zhixing was immediately furious, and ran to the master to complain, because he was looking forward to this meal of pork every week with his fingers.

"I know how to eat all day! When I break through the middle stage of Qi training, I will take you to eat enough!"

Li Xiuyang said angrily.

"Master! Is what you said true?"

Xiao Zhixing's eyes suddenly lit up.

"One year! Within one year, I will definitely break through the middle stage of Qi training!"

Li Xiuyang nodded perfunctorily.

Another year?Then forget about the pork this year!

With a flash of his figure, he disappeared in front of Xiao Zhixing's eyes.

Another night passed, and Xiao Zhixing followed Master's instructions and closed the doors and windows to go to bed on time.

The night wind was still blowing outside, and Xiao Zhixing was never awakened again.

The next day, Xiao Zhixing returned to the room after morning class. When cleaning the room, he found a pile of hair in the corner of the room, which was hard to the touch.

Xiao Zhixing scratched his head, not knowing what it was.

Another day passed, and Xiao Zhixing found a pile of fine fluff from the bed.

In the next few days, Xiao Zhixing could always find some strange things from the bed and the corner of the room.

Animal hair, nails, and what looked like hair.

Whenever he saw these things, Xiao Zhixing couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

For some reason, Senior Brother Zhiyuan looked at him strangely, and there was a gurgling sound from his throat from time to time.

Until one night, Senior Brother Zhiyuan stood at the door of the room and waved to him with a smile...

Chapter 251 Seeing Li Xiuyang, the old ghost is overthinking

"Brother, why did you come back so early today? Don't you need to go to Master for treatment in the future?"

Xiao Zhixing put down the scriptures in his hand and shouted happily.

Brother Zhiyuan didn't say a word, just looked at Xiao Zhixing with a smile, and just waved at him.

"Brother, why don't you speak?"

Xiao Zhixing jumped off the stool and obediently walked towards Senior Brother Zhiyuan.

Taking a closer look, Senior Brother Zhiyuan's condition does seem to be much better.

Compared with the first day, his face was much more bloody.

only……

Why did senior brother's pupils turn red?

Looking at Zhixing who was getting closer and closer, Zhiyuan's eyes were bloodthirsty, and he slowly opened his mouth, exuding a strong stench.

"Master, senior brother..."

When Xiao Zhixing saw Zhiyuan's scarlet eyes, his legs went limp in an instant.

"Ho ho... ho..."

A pair of big hands grabbed Xiao Zhixing.

"No, don't come here! Master, help me!"

Just when Zhiyuan was about to catch Xiao Zhixing, a soft hum suddenly sounded in Xiao Zhixing's ear.

Brother Zhiyuan was instantly restrained, unable to advance an inch.

"Hehe, I am really pleasantly surprised by the teacher. The blood corpse refined from a small shrimp in the middle stage of Qi training can break through the seal of the early stage of Taoism?"

Li Xiuyang slowly walked out of the darkness with a sinister smile on his face.

"Master, Master?"

Xiao Zhixing was shocked and frightened, terrified!

What obsession, what treatment.

It's all a lie!

The dark wind that night, and the faint cry for help, it was not a dream, it was really the brother calling for help!

"Why does Zhiyuan have a low cultivation base, yet the refined blood corpse is stronger than his senior brother? Interesting, interesting!"

"Master! You, you actually killed senior brothers! They are all your disciples!"

Xiao Zhixing pointed at Li Xiuyang in horror, "Could it be that the other senior brothers who went down the mountain were also..."

Li Xiuyang glanced at him, and said lightly: "I have raised you for so many years, and there is not a single seedling who has entered the Tao! It is better to be made into a blood corpse to help me do things, and to repay the kindness of nurturing."

"No, it's impossible! It's not true!"

Little Zhixing pleaded bitterly: "Master, please tell me quickly, this is all fake, I am dreaming, okay?"

Li Xiuyang was completely unmoved, rubbing the black jade wrench finger in his hand, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's Zhiyuan's time to repay your kindness. Zhixing, your level is too low, keep working hard in the future. I look forward to the day when you repay your kindness as a teacher, Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

As he said that, Li Xiuyang exuded a ghostly aura all over his body, stretched out a big hand towards Xiao Zhixing, and several streaks of black mist penetrated into his body.

Xiao Zhixing screamed, then his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness instantly.

The next morning, Xiao Zhixing rubbed his sleepy eyes and went to morning class as usual.

In the morning class, Li Xiuyang announced: "Zhiyuan couldn't bear the pain of cultivation, and has already returned to the vulgar world. If any of you want to return to the vulgar world, as a teacher, I will not stop it."

Hearing Li Xiuyang's words, all the disciples were ready to move.

The other disciples didn't grow up in the Yangxiu Temple like Xiao Zhixing. Many people just yearned to become immortals, but they couldn't bear bigu and hard work. Several disciples immediately said they wanted to go down the mountain.

Li Xiuyang's eyes flashed a trace of undetectable coldness, and said lightly:

"Master and apprentice, I have a farewell gift for you as a teacher. I will go to my room after morning class. The other disciples practice normally. If there is a difference between immortals and mortals in the future, don't say goodbye."

The disciples nodded obediently, and then went to practice on their own.

Xiao Zhixing scratched his head and pouted his mouth involuntarily.

Did senior brother Zhiyuan go down the mountain again?Don't tell me before you leave.

Huh?Why do I say "again"?

When you go back to the mountain next time, you must remember to bring the roast chicken!

……

Looking at the main hall of Dripping Water, Cheng Fan slowly opened his eyes and withdrew his mind.

The master of the Yangxiu Temple really became the running dog of the evil cultivator, and even refined his apprentice into a blood corpse, which is an unforgivable crime!

A cold look flashed in Cheng Fan's eyes, he had already defined Li Xiuyang as a dead person.

There are only two possibilities for this person to see himself in dripping water.

Either cooperating with evil cultivators to trick oneself out of contemplation and forcibly besieging and killing them.

Or the evil cultivator was not sure about his own combat strength, so he sent Li Xiuyang to test his own strength.

Cheng Fan immediately unfolded his consciousness, covering the entire Wuzhen Mountain.

Except for Li Xiuyang who was waiting impatiently, there was no other abnormal aura at the foot of the mountain.

It seems to be the second type, testing one's own strength.

Cheng Fan immediately began to think, and subconsciously tapped the table with his fingertips.

The system can perfectly shield the detection, even the city god can't see it, so Li Xiuyang must not be able to detect it.

If he only showed the strength of building a foundation and let Xie Xiu misjudge his strength, he might be caught off guard in the battle!

Considering the smooth implementation of the plan and the safety of the little Taoist Zhixing, his memory seal cannot be lifted, so let Li Xiuyang's head be stored on his body first, and beheaded after the battle!

Ruo Xiaozhixing learned that his master was a lunatic demon, and all his brothers were turned into blood corpses.

Cheng Fan can be sure that this little guy will never be able to hide a secret.

Thinking of this, Cheng Fan had a thought, and dissipated the nightmare prayer technique that was acting on Xiao Zhixing.

"Ouch, why am I so dizzy? Daoxuan Daochang, have you changed your clothes yet?"

Cheng Fan nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "It's done, I'll go down the mountain with you."

The little Taoist nodded, and led Cheng Fan down the mountain to the gazebo where Li Xiuyang was.

Li Xiuyang waited in the gazebo for nearly half an hour, his face full of impatience.

"Why has Zhixing been gone for so long? Nothing will happen, right?"

Li Xiuyang couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

The evil cultivator's attack is imminent, and you must not reveal your identity!

Li Xiuyang knew very well that once exposed, he would immediately lose his use value and be abandoned by Gui Lao.

Not only that, those Taoist priests who hate evil like enemies will never let themselves go.

Just when his heart was going up and down, Cheng Fan followed Xiao Zhixing to the foot of the mountain.

"Master! I invited Taoist Priest Daoxuan over!"

Hearing Xiao Zhixing's words, Li Xiuyang's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he secretly probed Cheng Fan for his spiritual sense.

Sure enough, he was as young as the old man's information said. Could such a young man be a Golden Core cultivator?

is it possible?

But if he is not a golden core, why can't I see through his realm?

The alarm bell sounded in Li Xiuyang's heart instantly.

Seeing Cheng Fan approaching, Li Xiuyang instantly switched to a kind face, greeted him with a smile, and stroked Fan.

"This is Daoxuan Daoist, right? Poor Daoist Yangxiu watched Li Xiuyang and admired him for a long time."

Cheng Fan pretended to be an inexperienced college student, and went up to him three steps at a time, and stretched out his right hand to shake Li Xiuyang's hand.

Seeing Li Xiuyang cupping his hands to him, Cheng Fan was stunned for a moment, then followed suit and said carelessly:

"Hi Daoyou Li, I am the Daoxuan you are looking for. I have heard of you too. The Yangxiu Temple is much bigger than my Dishui Temple!"

Hearing Cheng Fan's words, Li Xiuyang smiled contemptuously.

How could this guy be a successful Golden Core cultivator with his mouth full of plain words?

Guilao, worry too much!

Chapter 252 "Billions of Dots" Propaganda Method, Second Generation Ancestor Cheng Fan

"Li Daochang, you are a visitor from afar, why don't you go up the mountain and sit down?" Cheng Fan said with a smile.

"No need, the poor Taoist just passed by here and wanted to pay a visit, but he was afraid that he would suddenly come to the door and be rude to the fellow Taoist, so he had to send the young disciple to invite the Taoist priest."

Li Xiuyang said pretendingly, as if he hated seeing Cheng Fan for too long.

Seeing Li Xiuyang's pretentious appearance, Cheng Fan felt a little uncomfortable.

One word, hypocrisy!