Until that day, the masked Li Xiong appeared, slaughtered half of the Taoist priests in Zishan Temple, and left with serious injuries.
The dense branches and leaves scratched his face, causing shallow wounds. Li Xiong laughed at himself in his heart that he had run out of fuel and even the smallest vegetation could scratch him.
He was almost out of strength and felt that he would die of exhaustion at any time. He single-handedly broke through the Zishan Temple's formation, killed Master Quanyang and his disciples, and slaughtered all the more than two hundred disciples who formed the formation. Finally left calmly.
Although Zishan Temple cannot be compared with the great sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, this achievement is enough to shock the world. Very few of the younger generation can do this.
"If it was the two of them, it would be easier. They wouldn't be like me, almost both dead." Li Xiong didn't dare to stop for a moment, because there were disciples from Zishan Temple behind him chasing after him.
His experience in the martial arts world is too little, or in other words, the gangster's behavior is deeply rooted in his bones. If he had continued to pretend to be a master just now and left in a calm and high-spirited manner, perhaps the remaining disciples of Zishan Temple would not have dared to pursue him.
But he was a gangster after all, and after saying those particularly refreshing words, he ran away. He exposed himself in front of the disciples of Zishan Temple and let them know that he was overdrawn.
If you can't fight, run away, typical gangster style.
"Thief, don't run away."
"You killed our Guanzhu, and you must stay and bury him with him today."
The pursuing Taoist priests shouted and cursed behind him, but Li Xiong ignored them and kept running. He thought that 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. He didn't write anything in the letter, but as long as They see it and they understand it.
In Li Xiong's opinion, it is a matter of course that both sides come to help when one side is in trouble.
"Bang bang..."
At this time, among the Taoist priests who were chasing behind them, several of them suddenly took out their pistols and pulled the triggers on Li Xiong without hesitation.
Damn it!
These monks actually have pistols...
One bullet flew past the arm, splitting the sleeve and skin, and another hit the shoulder blade. Fortunately, the thick forest blocked the view, and the Taoist priests behind him were not good at shooting, so the other bullets did not hit. .
If he were in peak condition, Li Xiong would not look down on a hot weapon like a pistol. His instant burst of punching power was countless times stronger than bullets. However, the tiger was bullied by the dog, and these bullets were now fatal to him.
As the law enforcers of this era, it is not surprising that the Taoist and Buddhist Association is equipped with firearms. After all, the vampire world has the most rookies and low-level players, and the number of masters is small. Even if China has a high population density, there are more top-level masters than other countries. There are many.
Therefore, firearms are very lethal to novices and low-handers.
"Bang bang!"
Another dense barrage came, the branches broke and broken leaves flew. Li Xiong's thigh was hit by a stray bullet and he almost staggered.
After the leg injury, his running speed slowed down. Coupled with the severe physical exhaustion, Li Xiong was quickly caught up.
Seven or eight Taoist priests chased him and blocked his way, "Let's see how you keep running."
The Taoist priests holding the guns didn't say anything, and they fired directly. They did it neatly and had no intention of capturing Li Xiong alive. Probably because he had seen his strength, he didn't dare to capture him alive, which was equivalent to giving him a chance to breathe.
Deafening gunshots resounded through the dense forest, smoke emitted from the muzzle, and bullets spun out of the barrel.
"Ding!"
There was a clear and sharp sound in mid-air, which was the sound of bullets being knocked away by some force. Immediately afterwards, the Taoist priests present groaned and fell to the ground unconscious.
A young man jumped down from a nearby treetop and exhaled with lingering fear: "Oh, I was almost a little late."
He had his hair slicked back, applied hair wax, and wore a light white suit. In this era, this look was very slutty and only people from the upper class wore it.
We haven’t seen each other for a few years, and Li Wuxiang, who wears bell-bottom trousers and instant noodle hair, has grown into a man in a suit with a slicked back hair. If he had another piece of toilet paper hanging on his chest, he would be like Xu Wenqiang on the beach.
"If you don't come, I will die here." Li Xiong cursed, walked towards the unconscious Taoist priests with an iron sword, and asked casually: "Are you in love?"
"How do you know?" Li Wuxiang was quite surprised.
"You now exude the scent of horseworms, and you dress like a male creature seeking mate." Li Xiong said.
"It's very much like love." Li Wuxiang winked: "Tell you, I'm at the Dao Discussion Conference... Hey, what are you doing?"
His expression suddenly changed.
The iron sword in Li Xiong's hand was pointed at the chest of a Taoist priest, and he said in a matter-of-fact tone: "I am killing people and silencing them."
Li Wuxiang's high-spiritedness was gone, and his face was serious: "You have already taken revenge, and now your life is not in any danger, why do you still want to kill people and silence them?"
"Do you have any objections?" Li Xiong stared at him, his pupils shining scarlet under the mask.
"Li Xiong!" Li Wuxiang roared, like the roar of thunder, deafening.
Buddhist magical power: lion roar.
This is not the low-level Kung Fu of Hedong Shikong that relies solely on high-decibel sound waves to scare the men of his family. The Buddhist lion's roar from the Eight Serious Sutras has the effect of exorcising inner demons, making people deafening and enlightening their own minds.
Li Xiong's body shook, and the red light in his eyes went out. Just when Li Wuxiang breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly stabbed down with his sword, killing the Taoist priest. Then he swung his sword, using his only energy, and killed him. The rest of the Taoist priests.
"You..." Li Wuxiang's face was filled with 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 saw it." Li Xiong raised his head and looked somewhere among the dense branches: "Come out, after watching the show for so long, are we still brothers?"
Tongxuanzi came out of the hiding place and said calmly: "Anyway, I will save you."
After many years of separation, the three people who had sworn sworn vows on the rooftop of a dilapidated residential building finally reunited, and it was inevitable that they were a little speechless.
This was not the place to talk. The three of them hurried down the mountain, opened a private room in a restaurant, and ordered wine and food.
"Wuxiang, what did you just say happened at the Dao Discussion Conference?" Li Xiong raised his glass and wanted to clink glasses with Li Wuxiang. The latter was still angry about what happened just now and ignored him with a cold face.
"He hooked up with a female crown of Liuyun Temple, named Huayang." Tongxuanzi answered on his behalf: "She is an extremely gentle and gentle woman. I heard that she is the next master of Liuyun Temple."
"You really aren't bragging, so why don't you go to the Palace of the Gods?" Li Xiong asked.
"I haven't thought about it," Li Wuxiang said with a confused look on his face: "I just want to live a good life now and marry her in a few years."
"You don't want to be cured of kidney deficiency?"
"..."
Of course I think so, but entering the Ten Thousand Gods Palace is very risky, and the Qingshi has clearly told them this. And its requirement is that grandma and grandma cannot enter. The reason is that the aura of the unparalleled fighting spirit is too majestic. If it enters the Palace of the Gods, it will cause uncontrollable accidents. For example, the Lord of the Pantheon Palace revives or something.
Moreover, they have been sworn to secrecy, and the unparalleled fighting spirit is also on the confidentiality list.
However, ancestral kidney failure was a heart disease of Li Wuxiang and a heart disease of successive generations of the Li family. He wanted to completely eradicate this hidden danger of premature death for the Li family.
"I'm definitely going." Tong Xuanzi took a sip of wine and said, "Give me the Qingshi."
"Oh." Li Xiong stretched out his arm and pressed it on Tong Xuanzi's shoulder. His skin began to turn dark blue, and the dark blue substance flowed into Tong Xuanzi's body along the place where their bodies touched.
"Li Wuxiang, think about it for yourself. Anyway, there are still four years until the opening of the Pantheon Palace. It will not be too late for you to make a decision after four years." Qingshi said.
Li Wuxiang hummed.
Tong Xuanzi felt the changes brought about by the transformation of the ancient demon into his body, and nodded with satisfaction, "By the way, I also have a Taoist companion. She is my fellow junior sister."
Li Wuxiang and Li Xiong were surprised: "When did it happen? Why didn't you notify us?"
"What happened after returning to the mountain," Tongxuanzi said: "Heaven and earth witnessed it, the teachers witnessed it, the etiquette was completed, and there was no banquet."
The Shangqing sect is not allowed to marry, and if its disciples are in love, they can form a Taoist couple. However, they are still monks, so there is no tradition of grand affairs.
"A son was just born." Tong Xuanzi said, looking at Li Wuxiang with a hint of pride.
Li Wuxiang was stunned for a moment, with a look of envy and hatred on his face.
Li Xiong was not to be outdone: "Pingping and I are getting married soon, so I won't call you when we get married. If I give birth to a big fat boy in the future, remember to prepare a red envelope for me."
The party didn't last long, and after a meal of wine and food, Tong Xuanzi said goodbye and left.
Neither Li Xiong nor Li Wuxiang sent it. The former poured a glass of wine and sighed. After that incident, the relationship between the three of them became estranged. I can no longer laugh and curse like before. Especially Tong Xuanzi, who was very preoccupied.
"There's something I don't know whether I should say." Li Xiong said.
"If you shouldn't say something, don't say it. If you should say something, don't hesitate." Li Wuxiang said with a good face: "I found that you have changed. After a few years of wandering outside, your personality has become so violent?"
"This is exactly what I want to say." Li Xiong pondered for a moment and said, "I suspect there is something wrong with the Qingshi."
Li Wuxiang held the wine glass and stared at him.
"In the past few years that I have been with him, I have found that I have become more and more irritable and impulsive. Sometimes I am eager for revenge, and even have evil thoughts." Li Xiong said: "The killing just now was really a murderous thought. I couldn’t control myself, and your Buddhist lion’s roar woke me up.”
"But you ended up killing them."
"I'm thinking about you. Some of them must have seen you. If you don't kill them, are you waiting for you to be hunted down by the Taoist and Buddhist Association?" Li Xiong gave his own reason: "Getting back to the subject, I suspect that my violence was caused by Under the subtle influence of Qingshi. Do you still remember Jade Handle? Just now, when I killed him... Although I have never seen him, he looked very haggard and his eyes were cloudy, like a man who had done something. A poor person who made a mistake and is immersed in his past sins. A truly evil person would not be like this."
Li Wuxiang thought for a long time: "But I don't feel that way."
"That's because you have too little contact with Qingshi."
Li Wuxiang only occasionally borrowed the remains of the ancient demon to practice. It did not dare to stay on Li Wuxiang for a long time, otherwise it would be seen by the unparalleled fighting spirit.
"Is there any other evidence?" Li Wuxiang asked.
"No." Li Xiong shook his head.
"Don't think too much. Sometimes hatred can distort people's minds. After all, you are an ordinary person. Your strength has improved too quickly and your temperament is unstable. It is easy to have such illusions." Li Wuxiang said: "Moreover, Tongxuanzi and you If you have been in contact with Qingshi for a long time, if there is really a problem with it, Tongxuanzi will not be able to detect it."
"Well, I hope it's my imagination." Li Xiong nodded.
"Okay, that's it for today. You go back to Shanghai to hide for a while, and wait until the storm subsides before you can come out again. Your practice has fallen behind, and your current strength is still far behind us. I'm half a mile away. Buji Road is very close."
"Where are you going now? Are you not going back to Shanghai in the future?"
"What are you talking about? Now the house prices are rising more and more. I no longer have the money to buy a house in Shanghai." Li Wuxiang sighed quietly: "If I had known, I should have listened to you and stocked up on houses."
Li Wuxiang left the Shanghai stock market a few years ago. After the business suffered a loss, his grandmother sold the house in anger. Only by selling the house could he maintain a decent life. However, Li Wuxiang was hit by the failure of his business and stopped doing his job. In a fit of anger, grandma robbed a bank, causing him to be wanted by the Taoist and Buddhist Association.
Misfortune and blessing depend on it. Because of this, Li Wuxiang was favored by Buddha Head and became the lay disciple of the best master in the world. The grandfather and grandson now live in Lianghua Temple to eat, drink and pay for incense.
"I told you earlier, it would have been great to stock up on houses and sell CDs with me." Li Xiong smiled proudly.
"Well, after the matter at Wanshen Palace is settled, I will ask Master and Huayang to borrow some incense money, and we will sell discs together."
"How about the little Taoist nun?"
"She's very cute, gentle and obedient, and most importantly... she has a pure heart." Li Wuxiang waved his hand and left.
(End of chapter)