The Tao is far away

The dusk slowly fell, like a gradually closing curtain, gently covering Qingshan Town.

The bluestone beside the street emits a faint glow under the dim light, and the wind chimes under the ancient eaves vibrate gently, making a melodious tinkling sound.

Wang Chi, dressed in plain coarse cloth, walked steadily and powerfully through the streets and alleys, heading straight for the place where he had agreed to meet the ruffians.

This is an alley that has been deserted for a long time, and the traces of time now paint an endless desolation.

Among the ruins, the lime has peeled off, revealing the mottled marks of history.

The wild grass stubbornly struggled to grow green from the cracks in the stone slabs.

Wang Chi looked around and picked out a relatively neat wooden box to sit on.

Erhu stayed alone in Qingshan Inn.

As the night deepened, the tranquility of the alley was occasionally interrupted by the barking of dogs in the distance, but Wang Chi remained motionless.

In the twilight, a down-and-out stray dog ​​came flying out of nowhere and landed right in front of Wang Chi.

Wang Chi just frowned slightly, and although there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes, his face still remained calm and composed.

Then, a hoarse voice came with the night wind, with obvious sarcasm and disdain in the tone: "Why is this dog meddling in other people's business?"

The voice continued, "Now that you've lost your life, who can you blame?"

As the sound got closer, a burly man came into view. He was covered in fat and his thick beard made him look even more ferocious.

A group of minions followed him, each holding a stick in their hands, and surrounded Wang Chi in a fierce manner.

Wang Chi stood up slowly and glanced at the group of thugs in front of him.

Wang Chi's gaze finally stopped at the burly man. He said without a trace of fear, "Are you the leader of this group of people? You stink all over, are you a pig butcher?"

When saying this, Wang Chi pinched his nose deliberately, his tone full of disdain and provocation.

Upon hearing this, the big man became so angry that his face turned blue, and his furious eyes stared at Wang Chi as if he wanted to tear him to pieces.

With an angry roar and a pungent body odor, he rushed towards Wang Chi like an out-of-control tank.

Wang Chi was almost suffocated by the strong odor emanating from the opponent. He managed to steady his body, but still failed to completely avoid the blow and was hit hard.

Although the big man has a burly build and seems to be good at boxing and kung fu, compared with the former boss, his martial arts are like that of an inexperienced child.

Although Wang Chi has only reached the third level of Qi Refining, he is still no match for this mortal.

When the big man threw that confident punch, he thought he could knock Wang Chi down. However, to Wang Chi, the force of this punch was like a breeze and posed no threat at all.

Wang Chi even had the leisure to pinch his nose and comment contemptuously on the big man's attack: "It's useless except for being smelly!"

The big man felt shocked and angry at being treated so lightly.

He was shocked that his full-strength attack was easily resolved by the opponent, and he was angry because of Wang Chi's face with a sarcastic smile.

Driven by anger, the big man gave up any reservations and launched a fierce combination of punches at Wang Chi with all his strength.

However, Wang Chi seemed to be playing, still pinching his nose and dodging easily.

His movements were light and graceful, and he didn't seem to take the big man's attack seriously.

After a fierce boxing match, the big man finally exhausted his strength, panting and extremely tired.

The younger brothers around looked at each other in bewilderment when they saw the big man lying on the ground panting.

"Okay, you're done, it's my turn."

Wang Chi's voice was calm. He walked with brisk steps, his feet flying, and without a trace of dust, he came to the front of the mighty man.

Wang Chi stood there, his eyes like deep pools.

A fireball slowly condensed in the palm of his hand. The fireball jumped in his palm as if it had life, emitting a blazing light and energy.

The dancing flames crackled in the air, lighting up the entire alley.

Everyone present, including the big man who was just so aggressive, now all knelt on the ground, their eyes filled with fear, and they shouted loudly: "Immortal, spare my life!"

Their voices echoed in the air, full of desperation and pleading.

Especially the big man, his forehead hit the hard ground with a dull sound, and he kept kowtowed.

These people have been hanging around in the market for many years, so they are naturally familiar with the legends in the world. They have heard of the ability of immortals to swallow clouds and spit out mist and ride the wind, but when they actually saw it with their own eyes, they were still shocked and unbelievable.

Wang Chi ignored the kowtowing man. His eyes were cold as he scanned the people around him, looking for something.

His gaze was like a sharp sword, sending a chill down the spine of those who were swept by it.

"You three, come out!" Wang Chi's voice suddenly rose, and his eyes were fixed on the people who caused trouble during the day.

The three of them were hiding in the crowd at this moment, trying to avoid Wang Chi's gaze.

The three men trembled and staggered out of the crowd. Their faces were pale, sweat dripped down their foreheads, and their hands and feet were cold.

They knew that today's events would probably not end well, and they regretted their impulsiveness during the day.

"You three, not only did you rob my friend of his property, you even bullied an old woman in broad daylight!"

Wang Chi's voice was like the cold wind in winter, biting and cold. His eyes were fixed on the three trembling people.

Those three men were the scoundrels who committed crimes in the market during the day.

Now, facing Wang Chi, who was obviously not a mortal, their psychological defenses completely collapsed.

Their knees fell heavily to the ground, and their faces showed a mixture of fear and pleading for mercy.

Wang Chi took Erhu's money and spoke again, "You tell me what to do with it?"

Wang Chi's voice was full of indifference.

His question echoed in the air, making everyone present feel a heavy pressure.

The three men looked at each other, their lips trembling, but they could not speak.

They know that any excuses and pleas are futile.

At this moment, the big man who was so aggressive before, now spoke with a face full of panic: "Master, please spare my life. I am an ignorant subordinate. Please forgive me. We are willing to work like cows and horses to repay you."