Final Priesthood Chapter 215

Chapter 215: Inner Demon!

This is a white, slender, smooth and delicate hand, which is more beautiful than most women's hands.

At this time, this hand is resting on a can of soda.

Hook the tab with your fingers and pull it up gently.

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Light blue fruity soda with bubbles flowed out of the mouth and flowed between the fingers.

 But the handsome man wearing a black windbreaker didn't seem to care at all.

 He held the drink, slowly brought it to his mouth, and took a sip.

Like tasting a glass of expensive red wine, I closed my eyes and thought about it for a long time.

“It still tastes the same as before. I don't know if the teacher still likes it now.”

 He murmured in his mouth, as if talking to himself.

 Suddenly, a voice rang in my ears.

 “Pei Ye!”

 The man opened his eyes suddenly.

  Around him, it started to rain heavily at some point.

 It is black rain.

It fell bit by bit and hit the ground, creating large areas of black like ink stains.

This blackness filled the air, quickly dyeing everything around him the color of night.

 Everything around me seems to be moving away quickly.

 The memory returns to that night fifteen years ago.

 “Are you Pei Ye?!”

The voice sounded again.

  A huge shadow appeared in the man's field of vision.

This shadow's appearance cannot be clearly seen, and only two groups of shining penetrating eyes can be seen.

 At the foot of the shadow, a mud-like figure knelt down.

“I heard that you are Liu Daoyuan's most beloved disciple?”

“He really loves you enough. He knew that he was about to die without a burial place, and he sent you out first so that you didn't have to die with him.”

"Tell me! Tell me Liu Daoyuan's escape route and back-up plan, and I will spare you today."

"I do not know I do not know"

 The mud-like figure shook his head and kept retreating, but was soon overtaken by the shadow.

 The man sat in the black rain, holding a drink in his hand, watching quietly.

 Looking at the mud-like figure being cursed, beaten, and tortured, he kept begging for mercy, screaming, trembling all over, begging for mercy like a dog.

at last.

 He survived after all.

“Haha, the disciples of **** are indeed **** too!”

 “Boy, you did a great job, we should really thank you.”

“If Liu Daoyuan is not dead, then you don't have to die either.

 You have to live well.

Only when you are alive will Liu Daoyuan know that it was his most beloved and respected disciple who betrayed him.

He can remember for the rest of his life what kind of white-eyed beast he has cultivated with his own hands! "

"Hahah"

 The heavy black rain fell harder, and the shadows laughed wildly in the heavy rain.

The figure on the ground covered his head in pain, roared in pain, and struggled and rolled in the mud like a wild animal.

  The man's calm face began to show waves.

The waves became more and more intense, and soon faint blue veins appeared on the fair cheeks.

 The man's expression instantly became ferocious, and the soda can in his hand exploded into a ball of silver mist.

An invisible terrifying force burst out from his body, forming invisible tentacles that tore everything around him into pieces.

 “Boom!”

 The black heavy rain and the figures in the heavy rain dispersed, and the bright sky drove away the haze.

 Everything is back to normal.

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The man's body was hunched over, and his chest was pulling violently like a bellows.

At this time, he was sitting on a park bench, and the cool autumn wind blew a faint smell of blood.

 The man's mood gradually calmed down.

 He slowly raised his head, and the dense, pattern-like meridians around his eyes quickly disappeared.

 He pushed himself up and stood up from the bench.

 Seeing that the area centered around him and surrounded by dozens of meters was in a mess, as if it had been ravaged by storms and earthquakes.

Broken vending machines, broken trees, plowed ground

There were also stumps of limbs and broken arms scattered on the ground and blood flowing freely.

A woman wearing a pink sweatshirt was lying in front of him about ten meters away, her broken and twisted body twitching slightly.

She was still alive, tightly holding an empty nylon pet leash in her hand, staring at the man with wide eyes, still filled with fear and astonishment that had not yet dissipated.

The man just glanced casually and then looked back with an indifferent expression.

 “Your inner demons seem to be getting worse and worse”

 A deep voice sounded behind the man.

A huge figure like a mountain moved over silently. Its whole body was wrapped in an extremely large black robe. Its hair was disheveled, and its appearance could not be seen clearly. Only a pair of blood-red eyes were revealed.

 “If you don't break this inner demon, you will never be able to become a true evil emperor.”

 “I know this better than you.”

The man replied in a cold tone, straightened his windbreaker a little, and walked forward expressionlessly.

The burly man in black robe followed him and continued to speak.

“Now that the plan has been disrupted by your Crane Sect teacher's apprentice, what are you going to do?”

 “Can you get rid of him?”

“That guy seems to have a background as a bear.

 I advise you not to touch him unless necessary."

“Huang Xiong? It seems that the disciples my teacher accepted this time are really outstanding.”

 The man sneered, his expression quickly turned cold, he waved his hand and said calmly.

“Don't worry about this. A low-level character like this is going to die. How can the yellow bear go out of its way to cause trouble for us?

 If he is sensible, forget it.

 If you don't know your own capabilities, then..."

A cold murderous intent flashed in the man's eyes.

The man in black robe frowned, but still didn't say anything.

 “Let's proceed as planned.”

 The man walked forward at a leisurely pace, his black trench coat blown by the autumn wind, like a wide cloak flying behind his back.

He raised his head and saw the lonely sky and flowing white clouds above his head, and some old lights and shadows seemed to emerge in his eyes.   He murmured to himself.

“Teacher, what happened fifteen years ago happened again.

 This time, I will definitely...not let you down."

Alternatingly flashing blue and red lights, piercing sirens, and long yellow cordons.

Lu Yuanyuan stood outside the crowd, watching corpses covered with white cloth being loaded into the car from a distance.

A woman's hand shook out from under a piece of white cloth. The blood-stained hand was still holding a pet leash tightly.

Lu Yuan looked away, no emotion showing on his fair and handsome face.

 “Any clues?”

 Lu Yuan turned his head and asked Xiaobian standing next to him.

Xiao Ren shook his head, "Still checking. Judging from the residual evil energy fluctuations at the scene, there are traces of the bewitching demon.

The Bewitched Demon is a product of the True Word Cult, but the True Word Cult has not been active in the country for many years. "

 “The bewitched demon. The Cult of Mantra”

Lu Yuan's eyes fluctuated for a moment, and he casually took the video surveillance of the crime scene from Xiao Ren. All he saw were black holes disturbed by evil energy.

 “Pei Ye.”

Lu Yuan softly read these two words in his mouth.

This vicious murder occurred in Panshi, near the venue of the Southern Hundred Cities Martial Arts League, combined with the various strange attacks the Crane Sect received before the game.

Lu Yuan's intuition told him that all of this was most likely related to Pei Ye, the old man who defected from the Crane Faction fifteen years ago.

 “The Night Emperor of the Evil Martial Alliance.”

Lu Yuan thought for a while, closed his eyes gently, and after breaking the limit, the mental power of 21 points of intelligence spread outward.

 Under the radiation of spiritual power.

The residual evil aura at this murder scene is like a fire that has not yet been burned out among the ashes of vegetation, flickering with dark red light in the darkness.

Lu Yuan followed the breath of evil power and continued to spread his spiritual power.

 Soon I saw that the Southern Hundred Cities Martial Arts League venue and many surrounding places had similar traces left.

“The Crane Sect was targeted, and it was indeed instigated by someone.

 Is it similar to the ability to confuse people?”

Lu Yuan thought silently in his heart.

 Continue to trace outward along those traces.

These traces are like messy footprints on the snow. Each one needs to be identified, and it is not clear which direction it leads to in the end.

Just as Lu Yuan's brain was spinning, he was processing this huge and complicated clue quickly.

Trying to peel off the cocoon and find traces of Pei Ye.

 Suddenly

 “Didi Didi—”

A rapid prompt sounded from the optical-brain communication network connecting consciousness.

Lu Yuan opened his eyes suddenly.

Facing Xiaobian's solemn and slightly nervous face.

Before Lu Yuan could open his mouth, he heard Xiao Bian say hurriedly:

 “Sir, the **** of elephants walks and appears!”

 Villa.

 Crane faction.

Liu Daoyuan stood in the center of the living room with his arms spread out. Liu Si, who was waiting on the side, carefully installed a brand new mechanical prosthetic leg on him.

 The well-made satin blouse is buttoned carefully one by one.

Snow-white beard and hair are also carefully taken care of.

After everything was completed, the "Tian Shui He Xian" with his immortal demeanor and elegant immortality appeared in front of everyone again.

Liu Daoyuan looked at himself carefully in the mirror, with a satisfied smile on his thin old face.

 Then he waved his hand and asked Liu Si to remove the mirror.

"teacher"

Zhuang Xiujie on the side asked hesitantly: "Are we still going to attend the opening of the competition?"

"why not?"

Liu Daoyuan glanced at her lightly.

 “But didn't we withdraw from the competition? And the little senior brother is still”

Zhuang Xiujie paused for a moment. Even after a night of hard work to calm down, she still couldn't help but feel uncontrollable disbelief and shock on her face when she thought about it.

 “And accomplished such a feat!”

 It can only be described with the word "feat"!

 For four hours, with a weak body, he challenged thirteen first-class martial arts sects and defeated fifteen masters of the true meaning sect in a row!

  True meaning level!

 Fifteen people!

Such a record, even in the ancient martial arts world during its glory days, it was an extremely explosive thing.

It's enough to shock half of the martial arts world!

“Teacher has a lot of enemies to begin with. After my junior brother's behavior, if the teacher shows up at the competition today, I'm afraid he will be hostile to many sects.”

Zhuang Xiujie said in a tactful tone.

Liu Daoyuan snorted, narrowed his eyes and said with a sneer: "When have I ever been afraid of other people's hostility?

They thought that last night Xiaoyuan destroyed thirteen sects in a row and our Crane sect withdrew from the competition. I, Liu Daoyuan, must be scared. I must not dare to show up at the competition again. I must have run away overnight with an old and a small bucket. Already.

 I am not!

 Not only do I want to go, I also want to go openly.

 Wander back and forth in front of them and take a good look at their jaw-dropping faces.

 Tell them well

 Lao Tzu's true disciple, the best in the world! "

Liu Daoyuan's last words were categorical, with an indescribable sense of pride and pride.

After his emotions calmed down, he calmed down slightly, looked at Zhuang Xiujie with kind eyes, and educated him earnestly: "Fourth child, the teacher will teach you another philosophy of life."

 “Teacher, please speak.”

Zhuang Xiujie's face suddenly straightened up after hearing this.

Immediately afterwards, I heard Liu Daoyuan say leisurely: "If wealth does not return to its hometown, it will be like walking at night in brocade clothes."

"ah?!"

Zhuang Xiujie's mouth was slightly open, stunned, as if she understood, but not as if she didn't.

Liu Si on the side was smiling, and he could understand Liu Daoyuan's elation at this time.

"Oh, right."

Zhuang Xiujie suddenly remembered something and said quickly: "The Holy Envoy of Penglai sent someone to send a message this morning, saying that we must go and explain to him what happened last night.

You have to go with enough sincerity. "

Zhuang Xiujie emphasized the word sincerity.

Liu Daoyuan took the tea cup from Liu Si's hand and tasted it slowly. Without raising his eyelids, Liu Daoyuan replied lightly: "Let him eat shit."

Zhuang Xiujie tried her best to calm down, took a breath, and asked the last question.

“Teacher, after attending the opening ceremony, shall we return directly to the Crane Sect?”

 Liu Daoyuan's movements in his hand paused quietly.

 He slowly put down the tea cup, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said slowly: "You guys go back first.

 I have to help Xiaoyuan get something. "

 (End of this chapter)

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