Siheyuan: I Called the Police at the Beginning

After all, from the memories of the man who had just used the Star Absorbing Technique, Geng Ping'an knew that many cultivation techniques in this world would produce extremely serious side effects after being practiced.

such as.

There are those who cultivate all their organs, allowing them to consume themselves and then grow back, with more and more organs appearing as they grow.

It's basically a radiation-induced version of bone protrusion and flesh hyperplasia.

Some people actually cultivate themselves to have a multicolored body and increase their attack power by consuming various heavy metals and poisons.

This includes not only mineral and heavy metal poisoning, but also poisoning from animal and plant toxins.

Furthermore, the mind may begin to split due to the hallucinogenic components of the toxin, resulting in countless negative personalities.

But in the eyes of these eccentrics in this world, isn't it normal for cultivation techniques to have side effects?

On the contrary, the more powerful the divine skill, the more terrifying its side effects, which is why it is worth the price they pay to cultivate it.

Ok.

The people in front of me were clearly mentally unstable lunatics.

Cultivation can make you lose your mind.

There is absolutely no way to communicate.

Therefore, Geng Ping'an didn't even bother to look at them again.

I've decided to give those ugly bastards a quick death.

"Remote pressure point strike, Hundred-Crack Divine Fist, you are already dead!"

Although Geng Ping'an has never drawn many martial arts skills, as long as he has this particular skill.

With Geng Ping'an's strength and divine power, he could easily imitate the exact same, or even more perfect and terrifying, martial arts.

I absolutely do not want to touch the bodies of those ugly ghosts.

Unseen finger-like forces shot out out of thin air.

Geng Ping'an's force struck several of the ugly ghosts' pressure points.

The next second, several people immediately bled from their seven orifices, and then their entire bodies swelled up and exploded.

It exploded on the ground into a pile of flesh and blood fragments smaller than a fingernail.

The deaths were even more horrific and bloody.

At this moment, Geng Ping'an had completely lost his appetite.

Ignoring the gazes and thoughts of the few people remaining in the restaurant, he walked straight out.

Ding!
A throw of 6!

Cooldown period is one month.

You were randomly assigned to the Huangtian Taoist Temple building.

I've been in this world for a while now, and there have been a few minor incidents.

The Monopoly system has finally constructed a map model of this world, allowing Geng Ping'an to draw specific rewards from this world.

It was just the Huangtian Taoist Temple.

In the real world, it is just an ordinary faith association.

But in this world, it can only be a martial arts sect with many disciples.

I just don't know how strong or how big this Taoist temple is.

In order to get double the sign-in points.

Geng Ping'an could only try to negotiate amicably with the current abbot to sell the Taoist temple to him.

Ideally, the entire sect could be moved to another location.

Find another hilltop.

After asking ordinary people on the street for the address of Huangtian Taoist Temple, Geng Ping'an walked quickly.

It transformed into a gust of wind and appeared directly in front of a mountain peak.

Compared to those martial artists who are clearly mentally unstable.

Ordinary pedestrians in this world are quite friendly.

His speech and behavior appeared perfectly normal.

"Geng Ping'an has come to pay his respects at the mountain; he requests that the abbot come out for a chat."

As the saying goes, "courtesy before force," and Geng Ping'an is not entirely unreasonable.

If the abbot of the Taoist temple is willing to peacefully transfer the temple to him.

Whether it's gold or any other request, he's open to discussion; he doesn't necessarily want to fight and kill a group of innocent people.

"Greetings, benefactor. I am the abbot of this temple. May I ask what brings you here?"

"Oh, my name is Geng Ping'an, and you are also a Taoist priest. I think the feng shui of your Taoist temple is quite good, so I would like to buy it."

"Whether it's a thousand taels of gold or something else, we can discuss it."

"I see, that makes sense. No problem, no problem."

The Taoist priest in front of me is undoubtedly a gentle and easy-to-communicate person.

He nodded, giving a friendly signal without hesitation.

He wasn't angry at all that Geng Ping'an wanted to buy his ancestral land.

Instead, they discussed the matter calmly. "While our dojo lacks worldly things like gold, it's not a necessity. What we've encountered recently is a difficult calamity to handle."

"As long as you..."

Although Geng Ping'an didn't know what kind of cultivation method the Taoist priests in the temple were practicing.

However, Taoist martial artists place greater emphasis on fundamentals and mental discipline than those independent practitioners or martial arts sects that engage in fierce battles.

Unlike those crazy guys who start a fight at the slightest disagreement.

Effective communication is impossible.

However, just as Geng Ping'an was sighing, he thought, "Finally, I've met a normal person."

Just as we were getting ready to hear what the Taoist priest had to say next.

The Taoist priest suddenly looked confused.

Then, looking at Geng Ping'an in front of him, he said curiously.

"Greetings, benefactor. I am the abbot of this temple. May I ask what brings you here?"

Such a familiar feeling.

Seeing the Taoist priest ask him who he was in such a serious manner, it didn't seem like he was joking at all.

Geng Ping'an finally understood.

The Taoist priest in front of me is not a normal person either.

He essentially trained himself to develop Alzheimer's disease, or at least intermittent amnesia.

You should speak to patients calmly and patiently.

Suppressing my displeasure.

Geng Pingan reiterated his request.

Then, it's exactly like a fish's seven-second memory.

The abbot readily agreed, but before he could state the conditions under which he agreed, he started having another episode.

asked again.

"Greetings, benefactor. I am the abbot of this temple. May I ask what brings you here?"

Depend on!
After several more rounds of dialogue.

Geng Ping'an finally couldn't bear it anymore.

I don't know how this Taoist priest with such a problem became the abbot, or how he can take care of himself.

Given his level of dementia, it's completely impossible for him to remember whether he had eaten or not.

For mentally ill patients, the best approach is to cut to the chase and make them sign and put their fingerprints on the document.

Taking advantage of the fact that the old Taoist priest had no memory of what came before.

Geng Ping'an directly drafted the land deed and the transfer agreement for the Taoist temple.

Then they forced the old Taoist priest to sign.

“I said that everyone in the Taoist temple would be teleported to another mountain, and a more luxurious building, three times larger in scale, would appear on that mountain, just like their Taoist temple.”

The abbot's signature was obtained.

The system can determine that the building belongs to his property.

In this regard, Geng Ping'an is not the kind of person who would abandon someone after they've served their purpose or engage in forced buying and selling.

As a reasonable person, he immediately used his divine power to grant the old Taoist priest his wish in one step.

They didn't simply seize their mountain like bullies would, leaving them homeless.

Instead, they focused on providing excellent after-sales service.

Before any of the Taoist priests and abbots could react.

They had already packed them all up and taken them to another, even more remote mountaintop, thousands of miles away.

And they were afraid the guests wouldn't be used to the place.

They built them an identical, but larger and more luxurious Taoist temple of the same style.

Ding!
[Sign-in successful! You have successfully undergone fission and evolved into the Nuclear Fusion Divine Skill, increasing your internal energy explosive power a hundredfold. You can now casually unleash miniature suns like nuclear fusion.]

You have obtained 10000 low-grade spirit stones, which will evolve into 100 high-grade spirit stones.

Looking at the so-called spirit stone in his hand.

Geng Ping'an remained silent, feeling a greater sense of reality and understanding of the madness of this world.

Because in a world of high martial arts, not only do things like spirit stones exist on an enormous scale.

Moreover, these spirit stones are not the kind of spirit stones containing natural spiritual energy found in the cultivation world.

Instead, they were rows of lush green uranium mines.

It does contain enormous energy, but in reality, it is a series of terrifying radioactive sources that continuously emit nuclear radiation.

This world is indeed crazy and insane.

No wonder the more martial artists cultivate, the more they resemble madmen.

Various forms of madness. (End of Chapter)