One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 210 210: Revenge

Taoist Qingxi smiled, he knew that the other party was moved.

He felt that he was lucky to have met an authentic and capable independent cultivator.

Many independent cultivators usually practice in poverty or do some small business when they have nothing to do. In places with rules, they abide by the rules set by the big sects and families, and they also buy houses or caves there. But once they leave the orderly place, it is a different scene.

"Brother, if you are interested, please come with me to a place tonight and help me kill a man. How about I give you three hundred spirit stones?" said Taoist Qingxi.

"Three hundred to kill one person? So little?" Zhao Fuyun asked.

"I'm not asking you to go alone, I'm just lending a hand." Taoist Qingxi said with a smile.

"There are three hundred people helping us, so this person must be very difficult to kill." Zhao Fuyun said.

"They are all foundation-building cultivators. There is nothing good about killing them. I'm just afraid that he will run away." Taoist Qingxi said.

"Forget it, I won't go. I have already washed my hands and painted talismans, and have cut off all ties with the past." Zhao Fuyun said, "You want a few talismans."

Taoist Qingxi was stunned for a moment, but did not ask any more questions. Instead, he said, "Five."

So Zhao Fuyun took out four more cards and gave them to him, adding them to the one in his hand made a total of five, after all, four plus one equals five.

The other party did not shout again, but just looked at Zhao Fuyun again, gave him the spirit stone, and then left.

Zhao Fuyun thought for a moment, then took out a human-shaped talisman paper from his bosom. On the front side was written a magic spell to suppress evil spirits with cinnabar ink, and on the other side was a talisman to suppress the gods of Dongyue.

He threw the talisman paper in his hand into the void, and then the talisman paper surged with magical light in the void. The paper man began to become full, and the facial features began to become clear, with fingers, feet, hair, etc. all clearly visible.

The clothes on this paper man looked like robes with words written on them. When its eyes looked at Zhao Fuyun's real body, Zhao Fuyun felt like he was looking at himself in a mirror.

However, Zhao Fuyun saw that the paper man's face was still his original appearance, so he reached out and wiped the paper man's face, and the paper man's face turned back into his current ordinary flat face.

Zhao Fuyun took a few steps back and the "paper man" sat on the chair.

Zhao Fuyun whispered silently: "Taixu's command: Become one with the dust and shine with the light, but do not see it."

He has been practicing recently and has re-understood what he knows. He has also re-sorted out some of the things that he originally only had a preliminary understanding of but thought he already understood.

For example, this invisibility method was originally based on the practice of "Taixu Wujie Zhenjing", and the understanding of that kind of "void", which was transformed into "invisibility", but he sorted it out again and understood the meaning again in his heart.

I have gained a new meaning of the Dharma. When this Dharma idea is put into words and in my heart, it becomes one with the world and becomes invisible to it.

He felt that it was necessary to blend into the surrounding environment. For example, if it was dark now, he should blend into the darkness; if it was in the light, he should blend into the light. Even if he was seen by others, others should not have seen it.

Just like a mountain full of trees and leaves on the trees, at first glance, you can't remember which tree or leaf you saw.

The word "hidden" before is a rather vague and ambiguous spell.

Now it is explained separately, with more specific Dharma ideas.

His body slowly disappeared into the void and he turned and walked out of the shop.

The so-called mantra is a thought in the heart that spreads between heaven and earth, forming an image that is condensed and does not disperse.

However, compared with the Dharma nature concluded in a person's talisman, this kind of magic is often much weaker. Each application requires mental guidance and the casting is easily interrupted.

The methods in the Dantian talisman are considered the fundamental methods, and the others are just auxiliary methods.

Zhao Fuyun had a certain sensitivity to his Red Flame Talisman, so he was able to follow from a distance. He wanted to see what this Taoist Qingxi was going to do.

If there is a chance, of course you can kill him. Although the other party killed Xu Yacheng, his purpose was to kill the disciples of Tiandu Mountain. Xu Yacheng is not only a member of the Xu family, but also a disciple of Tiandu Mountain. Since he was seen, he would naturally kill him if he could.

He followed all the way. On this New Year's Eve, there were not many pedestrians on the street. He walked silently on the street where night light and darkness were intertwined. A patrol team came towards him, and Taoist Qingxi passed by them.

As they passed each other, someone from the patrol team stopped him and checked his ID card. Anyone entering the market had to register and receive an ID token. If they were found not to have one, they would be fined spirit stones and required to apply for a new one, which was a minor inconvenience.

Taoist Qingxi took out the token, and the patrol team checked it and left. Zhao Fuyun was standing on the side of the road. When the patrol team walked past, one of them was holding a dog and did not notice Zhao Fuyun standing on the side of the road.

The patrolman raised the lantern in his hand, and the surrounding light and shadows swayed along with it. The light swept over Zhao Fuyun, and his body swayed in the light, but still no one saw it.

He still followed the Taoist priest Qingxi for a while. The Taoist priest looked back a few times. It was not known whether he felt someone was following him or not. When he looked back, Zhao Fuyun was standing there, but he did not see him.

Zhao Fuyun knew that feeling clearly. When someone is following you, you will always feel uneasy. He doesn't know if the other person has the same feeling, but he will have it anyway.

Taoist Master Qingxi walked into an alley, which was obviously the back door. When he appeared at the door, it opened.

When he entered the room, a light lit up in his eyes. Taoist Qingxi's gaze fell on a man who was kneeling on the ground and silently reciting scriptures. The man was wearing a white robe and had loose black hair.

He was reciting scriptures, and a strange red light appeared above the statue in the shrine in front of him.

The incense was swirling in front of the statue, and the statue seemed to be breathing in the aroma of the incense.

Taoist Qingxi stood not far from the door and did not go very deep. He just stood there with his sleeves gathered up and looked at the person kneeling there chanting scriptures and the layout of the house.

All the windows of this house were sealed from the inside and covered with black cloth, so it was impossible for the sunlight outside to come in.

The first word that came to his mind was coffin. This room was like a coffin. At the same time, he felt a chill. Although the weather was indeed cold in this season, the feeling here was different.

Gloomy.

The guy who opened the door was a big man with a face as thick as a pot and a face full of black beard.

Taoist Qingxi couldn't help but move a few steps to the side, away from the other person.

He stood against the wall, leaning against it with his sleeves gathered up, and his eyes could see both people in the room.

Until the person reciting the scriptures stopped.

The man in the white robe who was chanting the sutra bowed three times to the statue, then stood up and said, "You are here."

"Shouldn't I come?" asked Taoist Qingxi.

"You should have come a long time ago." said the man in the white robe.

"Early and late, who can define?" Taoist Qingxi said with a chuckle.

"Haha!" The man in the white robe smiled and said to Taoist Qingxi, "You seem to be very powerful, but I wonder if your skills are as good as your mouth."

"If you doubt my ability, then I will leave first. I never prove anything to others." Taoist Qingxi said.

"Yes, you can talk like this in front of me. I believe you are capable. Today is New Year's Eve, and he still needs to be on duty in the second half of the night. We will kill him directly. Moreover, there is no need to do so in some hidden place. We can kill him on the street. After killing him, we must let people know that he is a disciple of Tiandu Mountain." The man in white robe said coldly.

"Killing disciples of Tiandu Mountain again, be careful it's a trap." Taoist Qingxi said, "And killing them in the street, isn't that too arrogant?" Taoist Qingxi said slowly.

"He killed our people, we must take revenge, Wang Lang is still waiting down there." The man in the white robe exuded a feeling of nostalgia at this time.

He has a mixture of coldness and emotion.

(End of this chapter)