Asking About Longevity Chapter 401

Chapter 401 Taoist

This strange Taoist stood at the head of the field like a straw man, and did not move for a long time.

 A few monks were walking from a distance, cursing something as they walked.

 “These spiritual farmers are really rebel…”

 “It's not easy to start.”

"If this continues, our Sun family's life will be difficult..."

“I wonder what the master's plan is?”

 “See how he is so afraid of those monks from outside...”

 Those monks from outside?

Hearing this, the Taoist turned his head hesitantly and glanced at them.

When the Sun family monks saw this, they stopped one after another. Seeing that this man had a weak breath, shabby clothes, and strange appearance, they asked:

"who are you?"

The Taoist didn't answer, but made a dull sound in his throat.

Like a drum that has been leaking air for a long time and cannot produce a clear sound.

 “Is he mute?”

“Wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat, you can't be a spiritual farmer from Dongshan Village, right?”

“No, he's still wearing a Taoist robe underneath, like a Taoist priest…”

 “Is it from outside?”

 Several monks from the Sun family were talking about it.

 The man kept watching them silently.

One of the tall and thin monks had a bad temper and cursed:

“What do you think of your mother, a poor Taoist? Then I'll dig out your eyes...”

Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly pounced on him.

The tall and thin monk was startled and punched out hastily, but only one punch knocked the man to the ground.

He calmed down for a moment, then sneered:

“I thought you were so capable that you would dare to attack me like this?”

 Then he stepped forward, punched and kicked the Taoist, and while beating him, he cursed:

 “What kind of thing? Are you beating me up?”

 The Taoist struggled a few times, but couldn't help it.

Several other Sun family monks cheered from the side.

They usually rely on the power of the Sun family to dominate and bring blessings. Anyone who offends them will be beaten severely like this.

 Not only vented his anger, but also maintained the dignity of the Sun family.

After finishing the fight, the tall and thin monk smiled coldly and said, "I'll make you lose your eyesight!"

 After saying that, he kicked the Taoist and was about to leave.

The man stretched out his withered hand and grabbed his feet.

The tall and thin monk tried to break free several times, but couldn't get away. He was so angry that he drew his knife directly.

 Cut off the Taoist's hand with a knife.

 Where it can be broken, there is only carrion and not a drop of blood.

 The tall and thin man felt a little disgusted and a little chilled, so he wanted to see who this man was and why he was so weird.

 The tall and thin man looked at the Taoist's face carefully.

At this sight, he was startled.

This man has an ordinary face, but his eyes are dark and hollow, like the eyes of a dead person.

Just looking at it makes me feel dizzy.

 Subsequently, the sea of ​​consciousness surged, and I had a headache and felt like vomiting.

At the same time, it seemed as if something invisible and slimy crawled onto his head, and then bit by bit along the divine court, drilled in, and penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness.

 In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, there is a sucking sound.

 Like something is eating...

 The feeling of nausea and dizziness is more severe in tall and thin people.

But this discomfort only lasts a moment.

 After a moment, he felt nothing.

The pain remained, and the tall and thin man's eyes were a little confused.

Gradually, his pupils became darker, and there was no longer any doubt in his eyes.

The Taoist man on the ground slowly collapsed, no longer struggling, no longer struggling, and no longer alive.

Several other Sun family monks were startled when they saw this:

 “Sun Ji, did you kill someone?”

　　　"Just beat him to death, it's not like he has never beaten anyone to death."

The tall and thin monk named Sun Ji said calmly, with a slightly unnoticeable hoarseness in his voice.

 “That's still the old rule.”

"Fine."

Several people went to the roadside to guard against other monks passing by or seeing them.

Sun Ji then dragged the Taoist's body to a nearby cliff and threw it directly.

 Just before throwing the body, he took off the Taoist's robe and kept it for himself.

 Several other people looked at each other.

 “You also want a dead man's robe?”

 “I'm used to wearing it.”

The other people were stunned and cursed:

 “What nonsense are you talking about?”

 “Are you used to wearing it?”

 “Are you wearing the robes of a dead man?”

 “Would you like to wear one for me to see?”

Before he finished speaking, Sun Jizhen put on his Taoist robe.

He is tall and thin. He is wearing this dirty and old robe, with a large part of his hands and feet exposed. He looks very ill-fitting and a little weird.

Like a scarecrow in a field wearing human clothes.

Several other monks looked shocked.

 A monk from the Sun family couldn't help but say:

 “You **** dare to wear it? I'm so **** impressed by you.”

Sun Ji didn't think it was anything, and just said:

 “It's getting late, let's go back.”

The other people looked at the sky and saw that the sun was still high, so they didn't realize how late it was.

 But after all, after killing someone, even though it was just a passing, nameless Taoist, it was better to go back to the family and avoid the limelight.

"OK."

Everyone walked back, and while they were walking, Sun Ji suddenly said:

 “We seem to be on the wrong track.”

 “That's right.”

Sun Ji pointed to the other side, "That's the way back."

　When the other people saw it, they were also surprised:

"right."

"Drank too much."

 “I really went wrong.”

 Then they went another way.      Keep walking.

 But the end of the road…

 It is a steep cliff.

 Below the cliff is an abyss.

They were still talking and laughing as usual, walking home, walked to the cliff, and then fell into the abyss, leaving no bones.

Even when he fell off the cliff, he still had a smile on his face.

 When death is imminent, you still don't know it.

Only Sun Ji stopped at the edge of the cliff.

He glanced at the cliff indifferently, then turned his head, looked at Qianjia Town and the conspicuous mansion in the town, and walked slowly away.

Sun Ji was wearing an ill-fitting Taoist robe with his hands and feet exposed.

　His pace was very natural at first, but as he walked, it became deeper and shallower.

The monks on the road felt strange when they saw him, but they did not dare to ask.

Sun Ji walked all the way to the Sun family's mansion.

 Walked to Sun Yi's study again.

In the study room, Sun Yi was still looking at the thick earth formation and thinking hard.

 After a moment, he was distraught.

 Still have no clue.

 How to learn the formation of the eleven patterns of the first grade?

How on earth did that little brat learn this?

 Why is it that I have already established the foundation and have been studying it for so long, but I still don't know anything about it?

Sun Yi was anxious.

If he couldn't learn this formation, he would no longer be able to use the formation to threaten Linnong.

The Sun family, without the support of spiritual farmers, would sooner or later have nothing to offer, and would gradually decline.

 “How about removing the fuel from the cauldron and directly destroying the spiritual field?”

Sun Yi's eyes flashed with cold light.

 If you destroy the spiritual field, you will destroy the thick earth formation.

Without the thick earth formation, those spiritual farmers who do not know how to use the formation can still only rely on the Sun family.

 But this formation is the formation of his ancestor of the Sun family.

If you destroy this formation, it will be equivalent to violating the ancestral precepts of your ancestors.

 It can be regarded as forgetting one's ancestors...

Sun Yi was hesitant and confused.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

Sun Yi was quite irritable and ignored him.

 But the man was still knocking on the door.

 The voice is monotonous and numb.

This is in Qianjia Town, in the Sun family. Who dares to knock on his door like this?

Sun Yi suppressed his anger and said: "Get in!"

The door slowly opened, and Sun Ji stepped in, wearing a dirty, old Taoist robe that was too small.

Sun Yi was startled when he saw it, and then couldn't help but said:

 “What the **** are you wearing?”

Sun Ji said nothing.

Sun Yi frowned, feeling something was wrong, "What are you doing here?"

Sun Ji still didn't say a word.

Sun Yi wanted to say something else, but he saw Sun Ji suddenly take action, drew out his waist knife, and struck him with the knife.

But he is not in the realm of Qi refining, how can he defeat Sun Yi who is in the foundation building stage?

Sun Yi grabbed the knife with his bare hands, activated his spiritual power, and twisted it hard. The blades were twisted together like pieces of iron.

Then Sun Yi made a backhand palm, and his spiritual power surged, knocking Sun Ji away.

Sun Ji's chest was shattered by the foundation-building spiritual power, and he sat paralyzed on the ground, vomiting blood.

Sun Yi snorted coldly, stepped forward, grabbed Sun Ji's collar, pulled him up, and said in a cold voice:

 “You're a rip-off, who told you to kill me?”

Sun Ji wanted to say something, but he couldn't. He only coughed up a stream of blood from his throat.

“Who gave you so much benefit that you overestimated your ability to kill me?”

Sun Yi stared into Sun Ji's eyes and said coldly: "Speak!"

Sun Ji was speechless, but his eyes gradually became darker in color.

 The pupils of the eyes become larger and the whites of the eyes become smaller.

 Gradually, the whole eyes became dark and hollow.

Sun Yi Shihai felt a nauseating pain, and his brows could not help but frown. After a moment, they slowly relaxed.

 He threw Sun Ji on the ground, ignored him, and then slowly returned to his seat.

“Sun Yi” sat on the chair with dull eyes.

 In the flickering candlelight, he began to recall some things.

 It's like searching for something from memory.

 “Thick earth formation…”

“The Earth Sect's Jue Formation, one grade and eleven lines, good things, how could they end up here..."

 “Mr. Zhuang…”

 “My…good junior brother…”

 “My breathing is weak, it seems that the injury will not heal...”

“Well, Mr. Puppet is here too…”

“Taking on a disciple? This doesn't seem like something you would do.”

 “Bai…Bai…Junior sister's child?”

 “Still so nostalgic.”

 “What are you doing here?”

 “Draw a thick earth formation?”

"have a finger in the pie…"

 “Is that all?”

“Sun Yi” murmured in a low voice while thinking.

 Suddenly he was stunned again and murmured:

 “No, no, I forgot something...”

“It's not that I forgot, but someone didn't let me know...”

 “What did you forget?”

Sun Yi started to scratch his head with his hands, looking painful, and then suddenly remembered:

 “There is another disciple? There is another disciple?”

 “How come there is another disciple?”

"who is it?"

 “Why can't I remember?”

 (End of this chapter)

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