Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 173: Eight Immortals Inn, Daoist Yi, please restrain yourself. Daoist Yi doesn’t look like an actor.

The sun sets and the moon rises.

In a courtyard somewhere in Jinyue City.

The young novice monk, who was about ten years old, rubbed his head and asked Shenhui: "Senior brother, that Yichengzi is so bad and ruined my senior brother's lectures with sophistry. Why do you want to fight with him again after a year? "

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose another day. Why don't you fight with this person now and beat him until his teeth are all over the floor!" The little novice monk, wearing a moon-white gold-trimmed monk's robe, said fiercely with his little fist raised.

Shen Hui looked at the moon outside the window and smiled casually: "Junior brother, please remember not to underestimate the world's heroes."

"The Taoist sect has not exhausted all its energy. I thought that there would be no more outstanding figures in the Taoist sect. Unexpectedly, Yichengzi appeared again. This person is very hidden. Senior brother has a Zen mind in practice, and he has something in his heart. If I forcefully attack him today, I'm just afraid... I might win, but he will definitely drag his senior brother to die with him."

"In one year, at most one year, senior brother is fully confident that he can step onto the seventh level of the real world and condense the seeds of the second magical power. Only then will it be safe to take action."

"At that time, I will first win the righteousness and become a son, and with the momentum of great victory, I will come to invite Zhang Daoyi to fight. That will be the time when the great power of my Buddhist sect will increase."

"Compared with this, teaching the Dharma is both important and unimportant."

The little novice monk looked at his senior brother with deep eyes, and there was a rare solemn look in his eyes. Based on his understanding of his senior brother, it seemed that he was more afraid of Yi Chengzi than Zhang Daoyi, and he was surprised for a moment. , he couldn’t help but asked:

"Why does senior brother pay so much attention to this person? During the day, I read the information from my uncle. In his early years, Yichengzi deceived people in various ways, including selling King Chicken. In his early years, he also went to the landowners' houses to perform performances such as fishing for copper coins in oil pans, growing statues of gods on the ground, etc. , is this person really so powerful in behaving like this?"

There was suspicion in the eyes of the young novice Kamiya, as he stared at a thick piece of information on the table in front of the window. In his eyes, his senior brother was invincible. Suddenly, a character who dared not say he would win suddenly appeared from his senior brother's mouth, which made him a little bit unacceptable.

How could a Taoist priest from a small border town have such talent?

Are you so talented that you can go sell King Chicken?
Buddhism was well prepared for this lecture, but it ended up being mixed up by Yi Chen, so it was natural that they would investigate Yi Chen.

Yi Chen himself never imagined that in the early years, he defrauded landlords and rich people to get copper coins out of oil pots, and the black material such as the statue of the Goddess of Pingdi was dug up... outrageous.

"Junior brother, you are blinded by a leaf and cannot see the mountain."

"The foundation of Yinlong Temple where Yichengzi was born is too shallow. These must be his self-destruction methods. If his master hadn't passed away and got into some trouble, this person would have continued to hide."

"This person is so young but has such strength, and he doesn't have a good reputation. He is a great talent!"

"It's a pity that his talent is like a cone in a bag. He can't hide such a person if he wants to. If this person lives in Longhu Mountain and gets the help of Longhu Mountain's resources, then he will be my inner enemy in Daguangming Mountain. , now it’s really...God bless me as a Buddhist~"

Buddha's eyes were filled with gleaming light, and he said leisurely with an expression that he had already seen through.

"The Taoist disciples should really kowtow to the Taoist master." At the same time, in a courtyard, Yi Chen couldn't help complaining about the two names on the paper.

"If Daozi doesn't come first, how can we expect poor Dao Gang? Too bad~"

The lights fell, and the names of Zhang Daoyi and Shen Hui were clearly written on the white paper in front of them.

This time, the Buddhist teachings have been disturbed by Huang, and he is afraid that he will become famous again.

Buddhist teachings are of extraordinary significance.

Although the world of spiritual practice is dominated by strength, debate is not an insignificant matter. Some things are like the Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty's Clothing Edict. If it falls into the hands of a weak person, it will be a waste of paper.

If it falls into the hands of a man with many soldiers and generals, then this robe and belt edict is no longer a robe and belt edict, it is clearly destiny~
"I hope that this trip to Cangwu Mountain can collect the remaining crimson dots needed to advance to the 11th level of true power." Yi Chen sighed softly, blew out the oil lamp, closed the window, and the room instantly fell into darkness.

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The next day, early morning.

The sky was overcast and the wind was light.

Yi Chen got up early and came to a stall called Baozi Xishi.

"Lady boss, please serve two steamer buns. Hurry up and the extra is a tip." Yi Chen shouted after taking out five taels of silver and putting them on the table.

He has a majestic figure, sitting on the bench prepared by Baozi Xishi, like a curled up bear, but he has an immovable temperament that makes people look at him.

Baozi Xishi was not beautiful, maybe she was good-looking when she was young, but now she is old and yellow. Yi Chen came here just to see a young woman selling buns with two little kids, and to support her business.

Just when Yi Chen was about to take a bite, a young novice monk wearing a moon-white gold-rimmed monk's robe suddenly came to him.

"Are you Taoist Master Yi Chengzi? My name is Shenye, and my senior brother's name is Shenhui."

"Yesterday you used sophistry to ruin my senior brother's lecture. I thought you were a demon."

Yi Chen felt happy when he looked at it. This naughty gadget looked slightly bigger than Qingfeng Mingyue, and exuded a cute temperament. He couldn't help but laugh while eating:
"Little guy, images are born in the mind. The Buddha mind sees the Buddha, the demon mind sees the devil. You see me as a demon. That is the reflection of your own mind. You have to reflect on it and be diligent and vigilant when you see it."

The little novice monk Shenye was a little confused for a moment: "Ah, that's it, it seems to make some sense, but I still think you are misleading people with your lies, you are lying to me, you ruined my senior brother's puja, I will definitely beat you when I grow up .”

"Look, look, little master, you are possessed by a demon. The evil way is easy to break up with you, but you have thoughts of hurting people. As soon as you think about it, you are far away from the Buddha." Yi Chen continued to tease, at this time it was actually I miss Qingfeng Mingyue a little bit.

"Then how do you tell me when you lied to people? You deceived those landlords and rich people and performed tricks for them to get money. You must admit it." The little novice monk became anxious.

"Damn it, Buddhism dug out all this dirty information for Taoist masters?" Yi Chen complained crazily in his heart, but his face remained calm: "Yes, I lied to them."

"Okay, you admit that you lied. You are indeed a demon." The little novice monk seemed to have grabbed Yi Chen's painful foot and said excitedly.

"Young master, your karma is too deep. Without knowing the full cause and effect of the matter, you become angry and make rash judgments.

I lied to them because the rent they charged was too high, and when the tenants got sick, they had no money left to pay for medical treatment. "

"Think about it, you Buddhists say that saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If I saved the mainstay of a tenant farmer's family, wouldn't it mean that I saved three people, which is better than building a 21-level pagoda? How much merit can I lose by just lying to people? If it increases or decreases, my merit will increase greatly."

"With the money received, the tenants will get a share for medical treatment, I will get a share for food and drink, and the Taoist will share a share of the incense money. We all have a bright future, so this is not a lie. Mr. Tao and I are positive energy." Yi Chen's face was full of energy. A proud look.

With a sound of wow, the little novice cried, his mind was a little lost.

At this moment, Shenhui came to Yi Chen speechlessly.

"Senior brother, what he said makes sense, please help me tell him~" The little novice monk shook Shenhui's sleeves, his eyes were red, he was trapped by Yi Chen's wonderful merit calculation and could not get out.

Buddha: "..." Speechless.

He didn't notice for a moment, but his junior brother came to find a place for him to discuss things with Yi Chen. However, he didn't expect that some people were so bad that they even bullied children.

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"Everyone, the Eight Immortals Inn is just ahead. Why don't we go here to get some information?" On the mountain road of Cangwu Mountain, seven people were running in a hurry.

Who could these seven people be if they weren't Yi Chen and the other seven?
The three people in the team from the Red Flame Military Headquarters are three middle-aged men with simple and honest faces, but their eyes are shining, and they are smart and capable people at first glance.

A scholar dressed as a member of the Cui family has been hanging around Qian Yueru, chatting with her in various ways, and seems to be quite interested in him, but he actually wants the old cow to eat young grass.

The seven of them all took the Seven-Day Heaven-Changing Pill at this time. They all changed their faces and breaths, and came towards the stronghold of the Heavenly Evil Ghost King in Cangwu Mountain to 'wishes his birthday'.

Hearing Yi Chen's words, several people looked at each other and agreed.

Anyway, we are not far away from Tianxie Ghost King's stronghold at this time, so it doesn't hurt to take a break and find out the news.

A dilapidated flag of the Eight Immortals Inn flutters in the wind in the mountains.

Yi Chen pushed open the door of the Eight Immortals Inn, and a foul smell hit his nostrils, making the seven of them frown slightly.

The entire inn was almost full of people, a mixed crowd.

The appearance of many evil people is not to be said to be terrible, but they can only be said to be quite humanoid. Among them, there are even a few monsters with incomplete transformation and animal heads.

However, it is normal. People with evil ways often suffer from backlash due to deficiencies in their skills; or their faces are distorted because they have been associated with evil spirits all year round.

The evil path is quick, but it comes at a price.

Some people even have incomplete inheritance, and can only rely on their own groping to complete it. There are no followers, and only you can know the taste of it.

Compared with the people in the inn, the boss of the Yinshan Seven Evils who had changed Yi Chen actually looked a bit heroic. "Hey, you guys meet me, are you here to attend the Ghost King's birthday?" A coquettish and plump beautiful woman came over with an exaggerated twist of her waist, and actually stretched out her white and tender palm to touch Yi Chen. chest.

"This...this man has such strong pectoralis major muscles, so...powerful."

"How about we go to the backyard and have a chat?" The beautiful woman licked her red lips, and her eyes seemed to be dripping with water.

Yi Chen was not annoyed, and just slapped the beautiful woman on the butt: "Young lady, you are just kidding, you are the wife of Lord Ghost King's military advisor, how can I dare to get on your gums? Qing lady, please give it to us brothers." Just a few plates of side dishes.”

"Don't fool us with rice meat~ I'm an expert. You can taste the peculiar smell as soon as you eat it."

Qing Niangzi rolled her eyes at Yi Chen, twisted her waist and went to work in the backyard.

Naturally, several of them knew the information in detail before setting off. The Eight Immortals Inn was opened by the concubine of Tianxie Ghost King's dog-headed military advisor. It is the only one within a hundred miles. Anyone who dares to open a shop nearby will be prepared to make barbecued pork buns.

"What are you guys looking at me for? Let's go, take a seat, I'm exhausted." At this time, Shen Hui and others stared at Yi Chen with surprised expressions, each looking stranger than the other.

Damn it, why is he so skilled? Is he really a Taoist priest, not a Taoist?

An idea emerged in everyone's mind.

The hand that Yi Chen used to pat the young lady's ass just now was like an antelope hanging its horns. It was completely natural. He had not been marinated in the entertainment field for ten years, so he could not have done such a good job.

Everyone filed in and took their seats, surrounded by evil spirits. The Cui family members' spines were tense and seemed to be quite nervous.

Not long after, the side dishes that Yi Chen ordered were served. The black shop was indeed a black shop. A plate of peanuts was sold at a high price of ten taels. The simple seven vegetables cost Yi Chen two small yellow croakers.

This made Yi Chen murderous.

It's too dark. He's never been this dark before. It's too much.

"Everyone, Mr. Ghost King has done great things. Even the Zhen'an Division and the Red Flame Military Headquarters have been unable to do anything to defeat Mr. Ghost King. Everyone who came to this inn today tacitly understood that Mr. Ghost King wanted to recruit troops for a big fight. , then he came to attend the birthday banquet and defected."

"In the future, everyone will have to eat from the same pot. I wonder what kind of gifts you can send to celebrate the birthday of Lord Ghost King?" A guy with bandages all over his body, wrapped up like a mummy, stood up and said loudly, "Since it was my suggestion, Naturally, I am here first, and I offer you a hundred human souls and half a bucket of pearls to congratulate the Ghost King."

This 'mummy' seems to be quite famous among this group of evil cultivators. As soon as he said something, many people responded.

"I'll give you a hundred taels of gold."

"I'll give you a pair of old wild ginseng."

"I offer you ten bottles of the boy's heart blood."

"I offer my wife and daughter."

....
Yi Chen observed the situation in the inn with cold eyes. He found that the most active ones had flashing eyes, and they were obviously suspected of being entrusted. Most of the people who spoke were low-level people.

At this time, all the people in the main hall who were filled with aura were laughing and saying nothing. The 'mummy' was still in the middle stage of refining energy and becoming a god.

"Fellow Taoists, even if you are the King of Ghosts, there will definitely be factions. How about we collect the birthday gifts together and send them to everyone?"

"I, Taoist Mu Shi, am not very talented, so I would like to be a pioneer for you. If you believe in me, please give the birthday gift to me, and I will give it to the Ghost King together."

"Those who believe in me are all brothers, and my wooden corpse will definitely take care of you in the future."

Taoist Mu Zhi's eyes flickered. After all, Tu Qiongdiao saw that many evil cultivators with low cultivation levels actually offered him birthday gifts.

Yi Chen thought for a moment and understood. I am afraid that these people also understand the purpose of the wooden corpse. They are still just submitting a petition in the hope of being cared for by the wooden corpse. Anyway, they will not get the birthday gift of mosquito legs. The Ghost King's attention is not as good as taking refuge in a strong man with good strength.

Even if they buy horse bones for thousands of dollars, they still have to be covered with wooden corpses.

Looking at the wooden corpse's behavior, Yi Chen couldn't help but feel in awe for a moment.

It's true that chickens don't pee, each has its own way.

In the previous life, pyramid schemes cut off the poor, Zhai Shanying cut off the middle class, and will return to China next week to cut off the rich. Everyone has his or her own track.

This wooden corpse Taoist's game is to cut the poor man's track.

Seeing others making money was more uncomfortable than losing money himself. Yi Chen rolled his eyes and couldn't help but take advantage of it.

In the puzzled eyes of Shenhui, Qian Yueru and others, Yi Chen suddenly stood up like an irritable old man.

"Bah, how dare you go to congratulate Lord Ghost King on his birthday with this little thing? Go beg for food~"

"Things that can't be put on the table."

"I have brought ten buckets of pearls, a Millennium Poria plant, a thousand taels of gold, a pair of white jades, a pair of jade stones, and a high-grade magic weapon."

"I'm with you and the Seven Evils from Yinshan Mountain. I'm sore in my stomach after eating this ghost food. Now I'm going out to hunt game, and those who have eggs will come and rob me."

Yi Chen slapped the table, revealing a ring on his hand intentionally or unintentionally. For a moment, everyone in the inn could not help but breathe faster.

"Brothers, I'm going to hunt some game. I'll come back as soon as I go." Yi Chen grinned at Shen Hui and others, showing a coercion that was close to the middle stage of Qi Refining and God Transformation, and turned around and left the inn.

Shenhui and the others couldn't help but look at each other, what is this Taoist Master Yi doing?
When they met the Heavenly Evil Ghost King at night, what would happen if they didn't prepare these birthday gifts?

The scholar from the Cui family named Cui Yu couldn't help but complain to everyone.

However, Qian Yueru rolled her eyes and guessed some of Yi Chen's intentions. She couldn't help but curl her eyes and show a bit of a smile. Daochang Yi is so funny~
The atmosphere in the inn suddenly became depressing.

Many people began to send messages to exchange information, and the identity information of the Seven Fierce Bosses of Yichen Yinshan Mountain was also spread among the people. Some people's expressions remained the same, some had their greed extinguished, and a dozen evil cultivators nestled in a corner of the inn looked at each other. , left the inn one after another.

Scams are a consideration of the human heart.

No matter how fake it is, as long as you bring out the greed in other people's hearts, even if they know you are a liar, those fools will dare to dive in because they think they can escape from the top and get off the bus early.

This is the reason why scams like asking for a son and me, Qin Shihuang, and paying money can deceive people, including of course p2p back then.

When Yi Chen entered the door, he scanned the entire inn for evil cultivators. There was not a single real-person master, so he took advantage of Jiang Taigong fishing.

A quarter of an hour later, Yi Chen came back, carrying a big baggage on his back and a bulging gold bar hidden in his chest. He returned to Shenhui and the others with a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, brothers, I didn't catch the game. The game in Cangwu Mountain is too cunning~"

Yi Chen smiled and took off the ring in his hand, crushed it into iron powder, and showed it to everyone in the inn: "You don't think that I, the extremely evil person, can have a storage ring, do you?"

"No way~ No way."

Laughing to death, Yi Chen had already hidden the storage ring in his clothes as a pendant. How could he expose the storage ring that was inconsistent with his identity as a 'very evil' person?

For a moment, the entire Eight Immortals Inn was filled with silence because they discovered that the cuffs raised in Yi Chen's hand were still stained with blood, and none of the dozen or so people who went out came back.

Shenhui: “….”

Cui Yu: “….”

The three brothers of the Red Flame Army: "..."

Shenhui couldn't hold it any longer and couldn't help but send a message to Yi Chen: "Taoist Master, is this really good?"

For a moment, Shenhui thought of the way Chief Chi Yan taught Yi Chen about his experience in playing the role of the boss of the Seven Evils of Yin Mountain when he set out. Yi Chen looked ignorant and humbly asked for advice.

Yi Chen: "Military leader, I have done good deeds throughout my life and will not play the role of a bad person~"

Red Flame Commander: "You do this, do this, do this again~"

Shenhui couldn't help but complain through the voice: "Daoist Master Yi, you don't know how to play a villain, it doesn't look like you are acting like one."

"Taoist Master, please restrain yourself." Several people sent messages to persuade Yi Chen.

"Okay." Yi Chen complied.

　A thousand more codes, half an hour late, sorry~
　　It’s time to go, I can’t hold it any longer, good night everyone.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)