It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 130 Poison
  Inside the Haijia Residence in Jade Square.

The fog was shrouded, and Hai Dakuo was sitting in the house wearing a coat, holding an iron lotus seed and observing.

The iron chain is about the size of a peanut, oval in shape, and full of pits and grooves that can be inlaid with flint.

"These secretly crafted wrathful lotus seeds will explode within the body once they hit the target. Even a martial artist who has perfected his essence will not be able to withstand even one hit."

Hai Dakuo looked satisfied and carefully put the iron lotus seeds into the box.

This was specially prepared by him for Wulao Qingxinzhai.

Last time he held Hua Mu's family hostage and threatened Wen Shoufei to give up his car dealership and hand it over to Wulao Qing Xinming.

But he never thought that Wen Shoufei's strength would still be the same as before. He failed to succeed and even lost his army. The only child in the family was killed by a 'Yaksha' whose identity has not yet been discovered.

The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable!
  Afterwards, he fled far away from home and even hid in other counties for more than half a year.

This time,

Hearing that Shoufei went to Dahuang Mountain, he secretly got the news and sneaked back secretly.

We must avenge our shame!
  He had sent someone to deliver a letter to kick off the gym three days ago, saying that he would go to Wulaoqing Xinzhai to kick off the gym tomorrow.

When the time comes, if you don’t have a good eye for fists and kicks, you will accidentally miss and kill several martial artists. It’s just an accident...

"It's a pity. I heard that Wen Shoufei's direct disciple, Li Qinglin, was imprisoned and is in the sky prison. This time it was a blessing in disguise and he escaped..."

Hai Dakuo has a cold face.

"Master!"

Outside the house, a martial artist from the sect came quickly and said,

"Mao Ke, come see me."

Mao Ke?

Hearing this, Hai Dakuo was a little confused.

Mao Ke is also a martial artist who nourishes the spirit. He is a martial arts elder in the outer city. Many martial artists have benefited from him, so he has a good reputation. The martial arts masters on the road have to give him a face.

Could it be that... you are here to be a lobbyist?
  Hai Dakuo suddenly understood something, his eyes were gloomy.

"Please!" Hai Dakuo said.

After a while,
  An old man with gray hair, fat body and cloudy eyes walked in.

Hai Dakuo stood up to greet him,
  "Mr. Mao, I don't know why you came here so late at night."

A maid served hot tea and then left.

Mao Ke picked up the tea, took a sip, and then said with a smile,

"I heard that Master Hai Clan has returned to the city, so I came here to visit."

Hearing this, Hai Dakuo let out a light sigh and said unhurriedly,
  "Really? Why do I think Mr. Mao came here today to persuade Hai?"

Mao Ke was startled, put down the tea bowl, and then sighed,

"Master Haimen, these are troubled times. The immortal on the Great Wilderness Mountain uses warriors like us as chess pieces. We should unite and conspire.

Let’s talk about the grudge between you and Wen Shoufei until Wen Shoufei returns to the city.

No harm to the family, no harm to the disciples..."

Hearing this, Hai Dakuo was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said,

"What Mr. Mao said is absolutely true. I really don't care about the overall situation."

Mao Ke nodded with satisfaction, and the two reminisced and chatted for a while.

Mao Ke stood up slowly and prepared to leave.

A breeze came from the window, mixed with a bit of chill.

Seeing this, Hai Dakuo took his coat and quickly caught up.

"Mr. Mao, go slowly. I will see you off personally."

As soon as Hai Dakuo's voice came out, his whole body was like an arrow leaving the string, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the place.

Qi and blood mixed, and a turbulent air flow headed towards Mao Ke's vest.

"How dare Shuzi?!"

Mao Ke reacted a little slowly and turned around hastily to take action.

Click!

The cold light crisscrossed, like silver scissors, with a cold aura.

Hai Dakuo's eyes were cold, and he ran into Mao Ke's arms.

At the same time, a brilliant divine intention emerged, like a needle piercing Mao Ke's mind.

"Talk about others? Have you developed the idea of ​​gazing at others?"

Mao Ke screamed in horror, his brain suddenly in a trance for a moment.

Then there was a crackling sound of bones.

Hai Dakuo directly removed all the bones from Mao Ke's body, blocked his meridians and blood, and threw it back on the seat like a dead fish.

"It's still a little bit short, but it's almost there. I'll be able to step into his temple this month."

Hai Dakuo was all smiles.

Mao Ke's mandible was also removed. He could not speak at this moment and could only stare at Hai Dakuo with an angry face.

"Mr. Mao is resting in his humble house during this period. After I play in the gym, he will apologize again and prepare a heavy gift to ask for forgiveness."

Hai Dakuo cupped his hands and said with a joking face.

As he was talking, his nose twitched and he faintly smelled something strange.

"Is this...poisonous?!"

Hai Dakuo's face changed drastically, but as soon as he came to his senses, he felt that his body suddenly became limp and weak, he had difficulty breathing, and his energy and blood were scurrying around in his body like a collapsing snake.

Pfft!
  After his body swayed, he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

"Mao old dog! You actually poisoned me! You will die badly!!"

Hai Dakuo's face was filled with resentment and unwillingness, and his eyes were about to split as he stared at Mao Ke.

But the next moment,
  He was shocked to find that Mao Ke was also poisoned, with spider-red spots appearing on his face, which was terrifying.

Then, he slowly raised his head.

Then he saw behind Mao Ke, a figure wearing night clothes, with his whole body wrapped under the clothes, and even his eyes covered by iron armor, walking step by step. “The Qingfeng technique combined with Madam Hua’s sting venom is very effective..."

Li Qinglin was very satisfied. It was worth it that he stayed here for several days, sleeping day and night, and even sat back and watched as Hai Dakuo sent people to Wulao Qingxinzhai to declare a challenge.

I finally waited for this opportunity today.

"Who are you..."

Hai Dakuo struggled to get up, but Madam Hua was a monster in the middle stage of Qi training, and the venom of her sting was so terrifying that even a warrior who cultivated his spirit could not bear it.

laugh!laugh!
  Li Qinglin's black figure flashed past the room like cold lightning, a big head rising into the sky, and blood splattered everywhere.

Mao Ke only felt an afterimage passing before his eyes, and Hai Dakuo's head was in a different place. He was so frightened that his three souls and seven souls were scattered, and he kept whimpering in his throat.

However, the next moment, he noticed a huge force coming from him, and he was thrown out of the house and rolled onto the street.

Then, a raging fire suddenly rose up in the Hai family, the smoke filled the air, and the flames raged like wild beasts, swallowing up the entire house.

Inside the hospital, the screams and sounds of fear suddenly stopped.

Within a few breaths, the entire mansion fell into an unspeakable silence.

Only the smell of blood gradually spread, getting stronger and stronger in the flames.

Across the street.

Mao Ke regained some strength. Looking at this scene, his body trembled, his eyes were frightened, and the afterimage from before seemed to be reflected in his pupils.

……

"Zhang'er, the museum is dangerous, so don't go there, right? At worst, we can change the county and move to another place."

Pei Zhang stood there and was silent for a long time.

In front of him, Father Pei was skinny and hunched, holding a cane, with a hint of pleading in his turbid eyes.

"Dad, if it weren't for Master, I, Pei Zhang, would have died long ago."

Pei Zhang's voice was trembling.

He has no wife, and only his father is the only one at home.

Pei's father had a love for him, and Wen Shoufei was also kind to him for preaching and teaching.

He slowly knelt down and kowtowed three times with his head on the ground, until his forehead was black and blue, and then he stood up.

"I heard that the master has left, and the gym is in trouble. As the senior brother of the gym, naturally... I will not give up even if I die!"

Pei Zhang suddenly turned around and led his horse away.

Passing by a small courtyard, there are the cries of orioles and swallows in the courtyard.

He hesitated, as if waiting for someone.

After a moment, Xiao Changyi's fat figure squeezed out from the door frame.

Behind the door, five or six of his wives and concubines were crying, hugging each other and crying.

"You are willing to give up if you have a beautiful woman at home?" Pei Zhang chuckled.

Xiao Changyi closed the door, feeling helpless.

"Of course I can't bear to part with you. But you also know Master's temper. If you knew that Lao Xiao and I ran away from the battle and didn't fight, my flesh wouldn't be enough for him to chop me into pieces when I came back."

Pei Zhang laughed and shook his head, got on his horse, raised his whip, and the clatter of horse hooves sounded like thunder.

The two of them headed towards Wulaoqing Xinzhai at lightning speed.

When I arrived at the gym, I saw that the flower curtain had already arrived, and one person with a sword was sitting alone on the steps of the gym.

Students on both sides took a detour.

His body, which was only half a man tall, cast a huge shadow under the gradually brightening sunlight, swallowing up all the stone lions in front of the door.

"You two are just dragging your feet. Are you afraid?"

Hua Mu watched the two people dismount and smacked her lips helplessly.

Xiao Changyi's body fat was like layers of water splashing, slapping up and down.

He looked at the flower curtain strangely and said,

"You are always the last to come, why are you so early today?"

Hua Mu said angrily,

"What can I do? The grandchildren in my family are all unsatisfactory guys. They are used to squandering money on food and clothing. They all count on me. I also count on the gym. If the gym collapses, drink the northwest wind. go?"

Pei Zhang and Xiao Changyi heard this and patted Hua Mu on the shoulder.

Time passes and the sky becomes bright.

The three of them were holding weapons and standing on the steps of the gymnasium. They were full of evil aura and their eyes were like tigers, as if they were waiting for someone.

But as the sun was setting high, it was almost noon, and it was completely past the time the Rakshasa Gate had agreed to kick off.

Not to mention that the sea was vast, not even a Rakshasa sect martial artist could be seen.

"what's the situation?"

The three of them looked at each other.

Then, across the street, an old man with gray hair and a fat body limped over.

Mao Ke shouted,
  "Don't wait, don't wait! Hai Dakuo is dead! There was a fire in the house, no chickens or dogs were left, and several core disciples also died suddenly.

The Rakshasa Sect is disbanded! "

"???"*3
  ……

"The huge Rakshasa Gate can only be seen through this book, "Rakshasa Illuminating Magic"."

Back in prison, Li Qinglin looked at the thin martial arts secret book in his hand and sighed.

With the improvement of his strength and status, the ordinary gold and silver treasures in the world have gradually become useless to Li Qinglin.

"Rakshasa Zhaoshen Gong" is the treasure of the Rakshasa Sect, but for Li Qinglin, it is just an analogy to confirm the "Xianshu" he has learned.

After all, it has to be said that the martial arts secret books such as Wu Lao Qing Xin Ming, who are exploring and creating the third level of martial arts, are all unique 'Tao', with intentions and power that far exceed the ordinary Zhongcheng martial arts.

"The world is vast, but there is no superior martial arts. Master Wen's theory of controlling Qi represents his way, but what about my way of martial arts..."

Li Qinglin fell into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)