Taoist Master, Stop Fighting. The Heavenly Path Is Almost Destroyed

To be a human being, you must be able to bend and stretch!

Master Yi said so.

However, 'Black Robe' did not respond to Yi Chen's words. He just continued to stare at him with cold eyes.

"Then shall I leave?"

"Fellow Taoists may not believe it if I tell you. I got involved accidentally and don't know anything."

"I have a very strict tone."

Taking a small step back, Yi Chen continued to speak tentatively with a shy face.

The previous domineering aura disappeared without a trace, and he smiled harmlessly.

If he had a choice, he really didn't want to fight against the astonishing new 'black robe' in front of him.

Husband-to-husband war is about one person relying on the strong to bully the weak, using the big to bully the small.

Fighting is all about profits.

Only by relying on the strong to bully the weak, and using the big to bully the small, can we seize the maximum benefit at the minimum cost. Have you ever seen how the proxy war started?

If your own interests before the war are counted as 100, the combat cost is -20, and the combat gain is +5.

Then this battle is a losing business.

If a country is weak, it will be destroyed, and if a single country is strong, it will be destroyed. This is the principle. In the end, it will go bankrupt.

If you do too much loss-making trading and want to touch anyone, you are actually bleeding yourself.

Taking history as a guide, Yi Chen really doesn't want to fight this battle.

The 'black-robed' person in front of him is not Yi Yu's generation at first glance. Yi Chen still can't figure out, even if he kills the black-robed person, is he a human being or an evil spirit? Are there any dark red dots in the account?

The risks are infinite and the returns are uncertain. This is not a good deal.

At this time, the 'black robe' finally spoke. His indifferent eyes looked up and down at Yi Chen carefully, as if he wanted to see through Yi Chen.

"It's interesting. I didn't expect that among the practitioners of the Pure Yang Way, there would be a figure like Taoist Master Xiao who is so flexible in his bottom line."

"What do you think of the rumors about the founder of the Corpse God Sect, Zhenjun Wanhua?"

Yi Chen was silent for a moment, then said thoughtfully: "The Corpse God is sincere and sincere in his way, and his heart towards the way is very strong. I admire him so much."

"In those days, Wanhua Zhenjun opened the gates of the mountain and recruited disciples. Although he gathered the wisdom of everyone and gained great momentum, it was inevitable that the good and the bad would be mixed."

"There are some black sheep who, in the name of sects, don't ask for a clear explanation, but just want to take shortcuts. The path they take becomes more and more eccentric and evil."

"Yes, it is like that."

"Zhenjun's intention is good, but it's all because of the people below that they recited the sutra incorrectly."

"Hahaha." Hei Pao suddenly clapped his hands and laughed nervously.

"well said!"

"A talent like Taoist Master should join our Corpse God Cult."

"I am willing to accept the Taoist Master as my disciple, come into my door and wall, and teach the First Holy Son, magical skills, magical methods, heavenly and blessed earth, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, fine wine and beautiful women, and take whatever I ask for."

"Taoist Master, are you willing?"

"This is absolutely impossible!" This time, Yi Chen, who had always been naughty, answered firmly without any hesitation.

This answer even stunned the man in 'black robe'.

It was beyond his expectation.

However, what he didn't know was.

Although Yi Chen's bottom line is ridiculously low, he still has a bottom line after all.

In his previous life, he was obsessed with climbing up and experienced countless intrigues and betrayals. However, he never cut off the poor when cutting leeks...

The people he calculated were also carnivorous animals in the vanity fair.

Now that he is on the card table, life and death are determined by destiny, and he can cut these leeks with peace of mind.

This is his bottom line.

In his previous life, he also had a miserable background and committed evil by cutting off the poor's money.

The money for cutting up carnivorous animals means that your skills are inferior to others, but he feels at ease.

This was one of the reasons why he didn't wipe out the evil tiger gang before.

A small town-level gang, after the gang leader and key members were basically killed by his hands too quickly, how much money can the ordinary gangsters and a few middle- and low-level cadres have?

Those who join gangs spend money lavishly and rarely have much money left.

They are all gangsters, they either like to eat, drink, whore and gamble, or they are forced by life to support their families.

This is not a third-rate story-telling novel. A swindler spends all his money wandering around outside every day. A martial arts master carries his martial arts secrets with him, for fear that his enemies will not be able to get them if he dies.

Fairy tales are all deceptive. Only the rich cherish their lives. The poorer the middle and lower class, the more they will sacrifice their lives rather than their wealth. They are like cunning rabbits.

After all, Zhou Shuren said that it was okay to cheat on my feelings, but not on my money.

How much money can an ordinary person make in a lifetime? They can hold their noses and admit it when they are cheated on their relationship. But if the money is gone, life would be worse than death.

That night, Yi Chen saw it.

Under the 28/20 theorem, the middle and high-level people take most of the profits, and most of the remaining ordinary members of the Evil Tiger Gang are, let alone impoverished, at least extremely poor.

Yi Chen really didn't have the time to spare the mosquitoes from scratching his legs and beating them one by one, so it was all over.

The money they saved with their lives should be left to their families.

After all, Taoist priests do not cut off the poor.

Because there are many ways for him to make money.

Repaying kindness is his second bottom line.

Thinking back to ten years ago, when he first crossed over, he was homeless and weak, and he was reduced to competing with wild dogs for food. He didn't even take away the horse-riding ones, and finally fainted from hunger in the snow house. Here, if it weren't for his master Bai Yunzi, the grass on his grave would be three feet high.

It was Bai Yunzi who picked him up. The tall old man gave him unparalleled warmth and comfort.

Give him food to eat, teach him to practice kung fu, and treat him as his own child. There is nothing to ask for, only to give.

Although Bai Yunzi is cunning and holy, he really has nothing to say to Yi Chen.

You gave me peaches, and I repaid you with Qiong Yao.

Although Yi Chen's bottom line is both flexible and wavering, it still has a bottom line after all.

"reject?"

"Do you know what you're losing?"

The smile on ‘Black Robe’’s face disappeared.

"When a real man is alive, he does things and things he doesn't do."

"Although Pindao is not a good person, he will never do anything ungrateful or betray his oath."

There was no frivolous look on Yi Chen's face. He was extremely serious at this time and spoke every word.

There is great terror between life and death, but the terror is greater than that of the dead.

That is, the mind is wandering and drifting with the wind, whatever it wants!

The mind has no anchor, no principles, and can change into any shape at any time. So, who is you, and who are you?

Even animals have the right to choose to live.

However, people cannot live just for the sake of living. They must persist in something, something more noble than life.

Taoist priests like to settle accounts and do not engage in loss-making transactions. However, there are always some things in the world that cannot be calculated based on gains and losses.

"Hahaha, I thought the little Taoist priest was a talent."

"I didn't expect him to be just another pedantic person."

"Stubborn and ineffective, not knowing how to advance or retreat, and not knowing the right time."

The 'Black Robe' looked cold, made a fist with one hand, and punched Yi Chen hard in the stomach at a speed that Yi Chen couldn't react to.

The moment his fist hit Yi Chen, he felt as if he had seen the dump truck that brought him to this world.

Bang!

A huge force came, and the huge impact shook his internal organs, causing him to slide on the ground for more than ten meters.

"Are you convinced?"

‘Black Robe’ said coldly.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Yi Chen's mouth, but he still held his head high. He slowly climbed up, his back still extremely straight, like a magic sword pointing straight to the sky.

"I'm still not convinced!"