Taoist priest, let’s become immortals together!

It turns out you are really cruel!

This young Taoist priest was filled with evil spirits. He didn't look like a Taoist who practiced Taoism at all. Instead, he looked more like a killer from a military strategist. Standing next to him made one feel uncomfortable all over, especially the soul, which was extremely irritated by the rolling evil spirits.

"Cough cough." Taoist Xuanyuan coughed for a while, scratched his head awkwardly, and smiled, "Haha...young Taoist friend is really decisive." As he spoke, the foul-smelling pus on the back was quickly recovered and drilled back into the back sore.

Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Such evil magical powers.

Not to be underestimated.

Even if Taoist Xuanyuan is not the real murderer.

But the Taoists who practice such evil arts.

But he's not a good person either.

Taoist Xuanyuan put on his robe, covered the sore on his back, and stared at Chen Yuan's sword, which he had barely sheathed, with a hint of deep meaning, and reminded him in a deep voice,

"Fellow Daoist Wuwei, although your method is powerful, if you practice it for a long time, the evil spirit will easily erode your soul."

"It's better to practice with caution."

Chen Yuan ignored it.

If he had a choice, he would have to practice the Blood Evil Sutra.

Damn pure evil way.

Even after his death, he was still being tricked.

Damn!

"Haha, no matter how evil your aura is, it's not like your evil magic that makes people sick!" Chen Yuan glanced at the old Taoist Xuanyuan with disdain and snorted coldly, "You are such an evil person, everyone has the right to kill you!"

Taoist Xuanyuan waved his hands, his face filled with anger. "Alas, Taoist Wuwei, please don't say that. I, an old Taoist, practice the upright and righteous Dao, not the sorcery you're talking about! My lineage has been passed down for a hundred years, how can I allow you to slander it!"

shouted.

The messy beard of Taoist Xuanyuan stood up.

His chest heaved violently with anger.

Chen Yuan frowned.

Taoist Xuanyuan doesn't seem to be pretending.

But the evil magical powers he cultivated... were truly disgusting.

Weird world, full of crazy people!

I'm afraid in his eyes.

The Taoist art that is practiced is indeed the righteous way of heaven and earth!

The underlying cognition is completely distorted.

There's no point in arguing with it.

The perceptions of the two worlds are completely different.

But for the time being, I have no grudge against Taoist Xuanyuan. Besides, we still have to deal with the group of opera singers in Xiaoshizi Village together, so we are in the same boat for the time being!

"Why don't you say anything?" Taoist Xuanyuan blew his beard and glared, his hands on his hips in anger, his head tucked into his chest as he stared straight at Chen Yuan. "I practice the righteous way! It's much more orthodox than your military evil spirit! Ah ah! I'm so angry!"

"Please speak!"

"Ahhh! I'm so pissed off!"

Taoist Xuanyuan was furious.

But Chen Yuan looked indifferent.

It was as if all his punches were hitting cotton, soft and without any feeling at all. On the contrary, the cotton recovered quickly, which made him so angry that he almost exploded!

"Haha! You have nothing to say!"

"Hey, don't be so self-deprecating, Taoist Wuwei. How about you become my disciple? Stop practicing your inferior military skills. I, the old Taoist, will teach you the most orthodox Taoist magic skills!"

"Ahh! Speak up! I'm so anxious!"

Listen to the noise around you.

Chen Yuan scratched his ears with disdain, his face full of disgust, and said nonchalantly, "Hey, hey, what are you arguing about? Okay, okay, you are practicing orthodox Taoism, okay. It's not a big deal, why rush?"

"Oh!" Taoist Xuanyuan slapped his hands on himself, "You're going to piss me off to death!"

"Don't be angry. How's your recovery? Can you still fight?"

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, and the evil spirit gradually calmed down. His qi, blood and internal organs became stronger and stronger, and the blood curse became more agitated. Fortunately, the evil sword light was raging, killing many imposters of Xuanyuan Taoist, and accumulated a wave of evil spirit, which was more than enough to suppress the blood curse.

back to normal.

I just want to settle the score with the opera singer!

"Of course I can fight! I am an orthodox Taoist!" Taoist Xuanyuan raised his head with great effort and said stubbornly.

There is no place to vent anger.

Looked around.

He reached out his hand and grabbed the throat of the last white-faced woman from his belt.

Push hard.

The pale-faced woman turned into nothingness on the spot.

"You bastard, how dare you deceive me? You deserve to die!"

Then he lifted up his robe, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed the whisk handle that had fallen off the ground, and yelled with a ferocious look,

"Go! You dare to come up with a bunch of fakes to mess with me? I'll have to settle this account with you even if I don't make any money today!"

Chen Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Ok…

The momentum is good and it looks like he can still fight.

"Two Taoists...what about us?"

The villagers hiding in the house came out timidly and looked around with worry. Dozens of Xuanyuan Taoist priests swarmed out. If the two Taoist priests left, and more evil spirits appeared, who could defeat them?

Even though we know the culprit must be eradicated.

But the whole village was going to die.

Wouldn’t that mean the entire village’s bloodline would be cut off!

They adults don't care.

The main thing is... the dolls.

The dozen or so children left are their dearest ones!

Chen Yuan frowned.

He really had no good solution.

Instead, Taoist Xuanyuan stretched out his two shriveled arms behind his back, reached into the lining of his Taoist robe, pinched out a few maggots from the sore on his back, and threw them into the air. The maggots quickly crawled around the courtyard to observe the situation.

"See? This is the orthodox Taoism!"

Taoist Xuanyuan was like a proud rooster, looking proud that he had finally won a game.

Chen Yuan couldn't help but laugh.

This old Taoist.

Just like a child.

"With them guarding us, I'll be aware of any movement immediately." Xuanyuan Taoist assured him, patting his chest. Then, impatiently, he said, "Don't just stand there, go find the opera singer and settle the score!"

The two of them were in tandem.

He quickly ran towards the Xiaoshizi Village stage.

……

A moment of effort.

The two walked through the village alleys.

Arrived at the gloomy theater courtyard.

The humming and humming of the opera continued. Gazing at the actors on the stage with their various facial makeup, Chen Yuan and the other man looked solemn, and a feeling of discomfort swept up from the soles of their feet.

"Hehehe~" Boss Zhang, who was wearing a pale traitorous face, grinned, put his hands behind his back, shook his head, and said with a sinister smile, "Laugh, why don't you laugh? I told you to laugh~"

Taoist Xuanyuan's face darkened, and he muttered softly, "Fellow Daoist Wuwei, why do I feel like he's threatening us?"

Chen Yuan remained silent.

In his eyes, there are facial expressions.

Pale and creepy.

He smiled at people with the corners of his mouth wide open.

"Playing tricks!" Chen Yuan did not hesitate. He drew his sword. The sword rang out, and with a clang, the murderous sword light crossed the yard and slashed directly at the actors who were singing strangely.

puff!

Cut through with one sword.

The body of an actor on the stage was instantly cut into two pieces.

Blood splattered all over the stage.

Taoist Xuanyuan raised an eyebrow and thought to himself, "Little Taoist Wuwei is truly ruthless and decisive. He didn't even ask a single question and attacked right away. This ruthlessness is exactly like that military strategist."

"Hehehe~" Team leader Zhang suddenly turned his head and laughed sinisterly, his body and limbs twisted and deformed in an extremely exaggerated manner. His already pale face was even more pale with all the other colors faded away, and it completely turned into a... white face!

"Why, do you also want to sing with me, the troupe owner?"