I grabbed the old man and asked, "Are you really a half-immortal?"
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The old man stroked his beard.
If I just looked at his sesame seed face, garlic head, and vulgar look, I would definitely conclude that he is a charlatan.
After witnessing his ability to fly from the sky and twist his head 360 degrees, I am convinced that he is a semi-immortal.
I excitedly grabbed his collar and picked him up with joy, as if grasping a life-saving straw, "Half Immortal, you must save me, you must save me."
"You're so good, why do you want me to save you?"
The old man finally broke away from my grasp and stretched out his Taoist robe distressedly.
"My yang energy is exhausted and I'm going to die.
Old man" I accidentally let it slip and quickly changed my words, "Master Half-Immortal, seeing that I saved your life just now, please give me a little bit of your magic power to save me. " "If you really want to live, you can't die."
The old man walked around to the mourning hall again, "We'll talk about your business later.
I'll give my silly apprentice the incense stick first."
I was stunned at the time.
He meant that Taoist Master Hunji was his disciple.
I didn’t expect that I would just save a real master.
Thinking about it now, it’s hard to die.
"Silly apprentice, the master has told you long ago that if you are sick, you must go and get treatment.
Don't think that your magic skills are different from others.
At this age, the master is still taking Viagra and Indian magic oil to treat coronary heart disease and high blood pressure.
My blood pressure is gone.
You don’t listen.”
I stood aside and said, "Great Immortal, Viagra can cure coronary heart disease."
"Nonsense, how can Viagra cure coronary heart disease?
You bastards, you think about these trivial things all day long."
The old man scolded me for a while, and then continued to talk to the soul of Master Hunji as if nothing had happened, "Apprentice, master Recently, a new aphrodisiac was developed.
I originally wanted to give you some maintenance, but who knew you took the first step, but it seems that you can only take advantage of this brat. " A big bead of sweat rolled down my face.
Aphrodisiacs are cheap.
Is this old man a real half-immortal or a fake half-immortal?
"You bastard, I heard that my apprentice passed the position of head to you."
The old man turned around and asked.
I nodded quickly, "Yes, Master Half-Immortal.
It doesn't matter if I die, but in order to shoulder the mission of inheriting Wuji Taoism, I must survive no matter what."
"If you want to survive, you must be ruthless."
The old man looked at me critically, "Are you ruthless enough?"
"That's enough."
I whipped out a suicide knife and stabbed the old man's arm hard, "How about it be cruel enough."
"It's just so so."
The old man pulled out the knife without any pain, and the wound healed without even bleeding.
"Then I'll do it again."
"OK."
Pfft, another knife stabbed the old man's arm, but a column of blood burst out from my arm.
"Hey, our bodies are actually connected."
"Yes."
The old man pulled out the knife and stabbed himself several times.
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In response, several pillars of blood burst out from my body.
"Daxian, stop interfering."
I tried my best to hold the old man's hand.
The old man frowned and said, "No, my body is too itchy.
I have to stab him a few more times."
As he said that, he slashed at himself with the knife, and my body was filled with blood.
"Great Immortal, you can't hurt yourself like this."
I bandaged the wound in a panic, but I couldn't catch him as fast as he stabbed me with the knife.
As soon as I wrapped my chest, there was another burst of blood coming out of my waist.
As soon as I tied my arms, my thighs turned red again.
If I inserted it further, I would bleed to death before my yang energy was exhausted.
Unexpectedly, the old man had no self-awareness at all, and still mutilated himself to his heart's content, "It's okay, this knife can't kill me."
The most disgusting thing is that he actually slashed down with his knife.
It was too late, but it was too late.
I quickly grabbed the blade with both hands.
My hand can be broken, but my life and roots cannot be broken.
I begged with tears streaming down my face, "Great Immortal, please give me a way out."
The old man chuckled, "I'm sorry, I almost forgot that you can't be stabbed down there."
Then he took out a folded old and yellowed evening newspaper from his pocket, which contained various small advertisements for men's happiness.
He opened the newspaper and found a few small pills as black as mouse droppings wrapped inside. , "Eating one pill will keep you strong for three days."
I felt a chill in my heart and frowned.
This couldn't really be an aphrodisiac pill, but I couldn't care less about it at this time.
I picked up one, frowned and swallowed it raw.
It tasted a bit like plum blossoms, a bit sour and a bit sweet.
After eating it, I felt hot all over my body and felt indescribably comfortable.
I wanted to take another one, but the old man immediately took it back, wrapped it up carefully, and muttered as he did so, "You glutton, this is my latest aphrodisiac.
Whether you can become Optimus Prime depends on it." it's " Damn it.
I had a lump in my throat and almost vomited.
Are you a half-immortal or an old pervert?
How can you deal with these things?
But since it can give me three more days of life, I won’t complain.
"After three days, do I have to take a pill every three days?"
I struggled.
"Aphrodisiacs can only maintain your yang energy for a short period of time, and they only treat the symptoms but not the root cause.
If you want to survive, you must be ruthless and kill the ice soul old ghost in the pond."
The old man took out the Taoist Secret Technique from my chest.
"The second part of the Shura Technique contains a method to kill the ghosts in the Underworld Pond.
You have been reading this book for so long and you still want me to give you some advice.
It's like rotten wood that cannot be carved out of wood."
I quickly turned to the second part, and sure enough, when practicing in the Underworld Pond, there is a way to refine the ghosts in the Underworld Pond.
Let me go, why did I not see this chapter after reading it n times before?
Great, now we are finally saved.
I couldn't wait to sit down cross-legged.
Just when I was about to practice, I stood up again and said, "Great Immortal, do you have to kill the old ghost Bingpo?"
The old man nodded.
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"Okay, I understand."
I sat down again, made up my mind, picked up my hand, and silently recited the method.
"Kuang Fu Zhengyi, Kuang Fu Zhengyi" What's the next sentence?
"Thoughts in my mind are flying around like flies, making me uneasy.
Even when I look at the magic formula, I always read it wrong."
No, how could I be so shameless.
The old ghost Bingpo was sucked in by me to save me, and besides, it has helped me several times.
How can I, Cui Xiaoman, be such a villain who crosses rivers and burns down bridges?
"Great Immortal, there is really no other way."
"No."
I gritted my teeth and suppressed all thoughts of sympathy.
Old ghost Bingpo is sorry, I had no choice but to do so.
I have to live.
I still have a lonely father waiting for me to take care of me at home.
I still have to save Xue Ying and Liu Yan, and I still have to explain to Xue Cilan. sorry.
I closed my eyes tightly, rested my mind and concentrated my mind, guarded my Dantian, absorbed the Yang Qi and walked through the veins, and gradually gathered in the Mingchi according to the book. aa2705221: