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

Chapter 65 A common man is angry

into the night.

All sounds are silent.

The camp was dark, with only the flickering light from the torches at the intersection, and occasionally a windmill-like snoring sound.

Armored warriors patrolled the camp, their figures reflected on the tents.

Li Qinglin, who was lying in the tent, turned over after feeling that the snake meat in his belly was almost digested, and his figure flashed out of the tent like a ghost.

Under the gift of blindness, the scenery around him appeared in his mind without any blind spots, and the night watch martial artist slowly walking on the other side of the tent was even more clearly visible.

After the night watch martial artist left, a cold shadow seemed to blend into the shadows of these people and quietly shuttled deep into the camp.

During the day, he heard that there was something going on in the camp, and that some people died tragically and their internal organs disappeared. For some reason, Li Qinglin felt a familiar feeling in his heart.

I always feel that the death scenes of these people are too familiar!

At the end of the camp, there are several wooden houses under the old and new trees with leafy branches.

Li Qinglin quietly climbed up the tree, not getting too close to the wooden house, but looking into the wooden house without seeing.

Li Qinglin found out clearly during the day that Wang Xian, the eldest young master of Wangzhai, had disobeyed Master Wang's order and returned to the wilderness to seek immortality.

This wooden house is his shelter.

Inside the house, the scent of incense floated and the charcoal fire crackled, dispelling the chill of early spring.

After the sound of undressing,

There were two flesh worms rolling around on the bed, followed by some unpleasant crashing sounds.

"Huh? What a coincidence?"

Li Qinglin was a little surprised, but he did not expect that Wang Xian actually liked to flirt with phoenixes in the wilderness, and he would not forget to go to Wushan with the fairy in search of immortality.

"Could it be that I guessed wrong?"

Li Qinglin thought to himself.

Faintly from inside the wooden house, Wang Xian's dull breathing could be heard.

In addition, there was a rough and heavy voice of a strange man, which seemed to be muffled as his mouth was covered.

"Huh? No way, Wang Xian is actually a seductress and likes to tell each other about his worries?"

Li Qinglin, who had never seen this scene before, was startled, and his heart, which was already in a cold-blooded-withered state, beat violently and uncontrollably.

"Who?"

The movement in the wooden house suddenly stopped, and then a sharp cold light passed by the window. Wang Xian, wearing thin white clothes, came towards Li Qinglin with a gust of wind.

"die!"

It seemed that Wang Xian was filled with anger because his good thing was ruined, and his face was a little distorted.

bang~
  Who knew that with a crisp metallic color, the short knife that was meant to stab the peeper in the face was bounced away.

The sound of wind blew up the voyeur's hood, revealing the mail mask underneath.

Behind the mask, there seems to be a thick face towel.

Only a pair of dark and calm eyes were exposed.

"not good."

Wang Xian panicked.

Li Qinglin moved and closed the distance between him and Wang Xian. He sprinkled his hand and a large piece of white lime powder flew out.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xian was immediately relieved.

He waved his big sleeves, and a strong wind blew up from his white clothes.

"This is such a dirty trick like lime powder...ah!!"

However, the next moment, Wang Xian's white clothes and exposed skin suddenly turned green and black in the blink of an eye, as if they were exposed to strong corrosives, exuding a burning smell.

Li Qinglin sneered in his heart.

This lime powder was mixed with the powder of Five Poison Pills and Wandering Gu that he had obtained through deception from Luzhang Ke.

It’s the martial arts masters in the Zhuang Flesh Realm. When I meet them, one by one falls down!
  "It's just that it's strange. This Wang Xian doesn't seem to have practiced martial arts. He doesn't even have a tight skin. He only has superb weapon skills. It's strange that the legitimate son of the majestic prince's house and the intended head of the family doesn't practice martial arts?"

A faint doubt appeared in Li Qinglin's heart.

In the distance, someone was approaching quickly.

Li Qinglin lost his lingering thoughts and appeared above the wooden house in a flash. In the air, he looked inside the house out of the corner of his eye. Then he saw inside the house, on the bed, a naked man who had long since lost his breath, and half of his body fell to the ground.

On the chest, the eyes were opened, revealing a heart that had not yet been removed and still had blood vessels.

Heart-stealing? !
  Li Qinglin's expression changed drastically, and his expression became extremely solemn.

Naturally, this kind of death appearance cannot be explained by having too much fun.

Did Wang Xian kill someone in a dream, or did he learn the method of cultivating demons and controlling souls from the deer stick guest from somewhere?

"Songbo."

Wang Xian's voice came.

Then, from a wooden house not far away.

Suddenly, an old man appeared, with his hands behind his back. He was extremely skilled in lightness skills at his feet. He didn't see any movement, but he quickly flew across a distance of tens of feet like a big bird in the forest and appeared in front of Li Qinglin.

Master!

Great master!
  The feeling this old man brought to Li Qinglin was even better than that of Fu Bo who was refining his marrow!

"Where do thieves come from and don't show their faces to others?"

Wang Song looked at Li Qinglin coldly.

Not far away, more than a dozen warriors wearing armor and holding swords approached quickly.

Torches were lit in the tents, and noises could be heard.

Wang Xian quickly changed his clothes and walked out of the room, looking like the handsome young man he had been during the day.

But at this moment, he had tears in his eyes and his face was full of excitement. He was holding the man who had just died on the bed in his arms and shouted loudly,
  "He is the murderer, killed Master Chen!"

"The thing that took away the internal organs was not the work of ghosts, but his own doings!!"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on Li Qinglin, and a violent pressure of Qi came over him.

"It's the eldest young master!"

"Master, don't panic, we are here!"

"That's Master Chen? I'm so jealous of talents. How come a tall and handsome man like Master Chen is..."

Many people were shocked, extremely sad, and stared at Li Qinglin wishing they could eat his flesh alive.

But not far away,

Seeing Wang Xian's hidden uneasiness and panic in the night.

Wang Song had a vague suspicion in his mind, but his expression remained unchanged and he did not speak. He just looked at Li Qinglin with a faint look.

The eyes of the two people collided in the air, like lightning striking each other, and the night was dimly lit.

I was actually discovered...

Li Qinglin's heart sank, and his eyes became gloomy.

Among the martial arts masters present, most of them had strong flesh and bone-penetrating cultivation. Only the old man named Song Bo in front of him had no discernible cultivation. He must have been at the marrow refining level at least.

I might as well stop doing nothing, call Biyu Yuan Chan over, kill people myself, Yuan Chan cleans the floor, eat everyone present alive, and then join forces to kill Song Bo, won't no one find me?

"He who hides his head and shows his tail should be captured quickly!"

A martial artist who was eager to show his loyalty in front of Wang Xian couldn't wait to rush out, shouted loudly, stabbed out the sword in his hand, and suddenly pushed forward like a wall, forming a powerful and cold hurricane.

Before the tip of the sword even reached, the suffocating hurricane force had already blown Li Qinglin's clothes.

Li Qinglin's eyes turned cold, and he waved his palm to greet him, and all his energy and blood turned into strange power.

There was a roar, the ground shook, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and the roof of the wooden house collapsed directly.

The surrounding energy surged across the area, and broken wood chips suddenly flew in all directions.

The martial artist who took action grunted, and felt his wrist go numb, and then a surge of force hit him, so much pressure that all the bones from his forearm to his shoulders to half of his body seemed to be broken.

His whole body fell backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood with every step he took.

After the footsteps stopped, the man's eyes were a little confused, he lowered his head and looked at his chest.

Then he fell backward, and his life disappeared.

Looking at his body again, it was so limp that it almost turned into a puddle of flesh!
  This scene only happened in a flash of lightning, and many martial artists present had not yet reacted.

What kind of freak is this man? He can kill a muscular warrior with just one move using only the brute strength of his palms? ! !
  Everyone looked at this scene as if they were dumbfounded. Many people subconsciously took a step back and distanced themselves from Li Qinglin.

(End of this chapter)