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

Chapter 67 Blood Moon, Meteor, Mutation.

Nine days later.

The Wang family is in complete silence.

In the midst of mourning, everyone respectfully sent the old lady off to the mountain.

Yi Chen's superb skills as a hostess naturally won praise from everyone who came to express condolences.

It can be called art!

Not long after the death of the Wutong Demon Body that day, the old lady of the Wang family unfortunately passed away.

It turns out that the old lady's improvement that day was just a reflection of her past.

Yi Chen finally completed the task of presiding over this trip.

"It's been hard work these past few days, Master."

Mrs. Wang, dressed in plain clothes, bowed deeply to Yi Chen, her eye sockets red.

As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty, be filial.

Mrs. Wang, who was already very well-born, looked even more charming at this moment. A plain belt stretched her waist tightly, she wore a white flower on her head, and she pulled up her train and bowed, revealing her thrilling figure.

Sometimes, being too good-looking is both a blessing and a sin.

She clapped her hands, and Xiuer walked over and handed her an envelope.

After the Wutong Demon incident came to an end, Xiu'er resumed her identity as Mrs. Wang's personal maid, and her expression became more stable after going through some hardships.

Looking at the envelope in front of him, Yi Chen squeezed it with his hands and showed a satisfied smile.

Not bad, three silver notes worth one thousand taels.

He took the money without hesitation. Pindao pursued the path of benevolence and righteousness throughout his life, accumulated virtue and did good deeds. This is what he deserves.

That day, the Wutong Demon fought back before he died. If Yi Chen hadn't been so quick and he had said the last word before he died, things would have been very serious.

There are some things that you can still get by without lifting the lid.

Once revealed, there is no room for change.

No matter what happens to Mrs. Wang and her husband, at least in front of everyone, Yi Chen can save her last dignity.

"Ma'am, you're being serious."

"What happened here is over, it's time for Pindao to leave."

At this time, the head of the Wang family happened to walk in after hearing the words.

"It's getting late today and it's difficult to travel at night. How about staying one more night, Taoist Master, and leaving early tomorrow morning?"

Yi Chen thought for a while and finally chose to refuse.

I think Mrs. Wang and her husband must have a lot to say tonight, and it is really not convenient for him to stay here any longer.

However, what the Wang family leader said makes sense, it is difficult to travel at night.

After leaving the palace, Yi Chen decided to stay in a hotel room in the city for one night and return tomorrow.

This week, he was either busy presiding over Mrs. Wang's affairs or went back to the room to touch the thunder jade. Even with his superhuman body and will, he felt a little tired.

"Humans are not machines, so it's time to relax and relax."

After a while, Yi Chen went to a clothing store to buy himself a set of casual clothes, and then walked out of the inn where he was staying.

At this time, he had taken off his Taoist robe, dressed in brocade clothes, and dressed like a wealthy man. He turned around and entered the largest... people-to-people connection institution in Ping'an County - Tianxiang Pavilion.

How to relieve worries?

Listen to music on the hook.

He couldn't help but get married at Yinlongguan and went to Tianxiang Pavilion to get acquainted. What happened?

Besides, he took off his Taoist robe today and is no longer Taoist Master Yichengzi.

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Tianxiang Pavilion.

Yi Chen quickly sat down in the hall and ordered eight girls at once.

The ring is fat, the swallow is thin, the peach is young and the willow is charming, each is good at winning.

The eight people were busy pressing their arms, peeling grapes, and pouring wine.

"Uncle, you haven't said your surname yet?"

A girl with a fox face peeled open a grape and handed it to Yi Chen's mouth.

"Remember it, my nickname is Sky-turning Kites." Yi Chen laughed and swallowed the grapes in the beauty's hand.

After eating, drinking and having fun, he put eight small twenty-tael banknotes into the underwear of the eight girls with a smile, and then asked them all to leave and not to be disturbed anymore.

The hustle and bustle of the hall and the sound of the surrounding silk and bamboo orchestra penetrated his ears. The surroundings were very lively, but Yi Chen felt lonely in his heart at this time.

He is already different from others.

The girls who were pressing his arms couldn't press his muscles even with all their strength. If he continued, he was afraid that the two girls would press his chewing muscles.

The muscles all over his body are extremely dense now, and he already weighs six to seven hundred kilograms. He really wants to do something. The combined weight of the eight people is not sure if he can weigh as much as him alone. That is called killing.

Of course, there is a more important point.

Although the eight girls all had good looks, their temperament really didn't suit her. Nowadays, most of their looks were modified with makeup. If he looked carefully, he could even see the powder stuck in their pores. He really couldn't do it, so why not Be quiet for yourself.

Unless she is as naturally beautiful as Mrs. Wang, she is pretty much the same.

Damn it, Yichengzi, Yichengzi, how could you think so.

Master Shuiyue is pretty much the same.

The image of a beautiful woman suddenly came to Yi Chen's mind.

Thinking of this, Yi Chen felt that he was too dirty, so he decided to punish himself with another drink, and then forgave himself.

After all, what he was thinking about tonight was Fantian Yaozi. What did Taoist Master Yichengzi have to do with him?

Listening to the noise of the people around him, the sounds of fist pumps, cheers, and calls for drinks, Yi Chen leaned on the carved mahogany chair, patted the armrests gently, and began to sing softly.

"It's not bright in the east, but it's bright in the west. When the sun burns away, I feel sad."

"If you are not busy the night before, you will be busy the next night. After dreaming about gold, I will dream about yellow beams."

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"I am at ease among human beings. I am a carefree immortal in heaven."

“Don’t spill anything for worldly dust, only let the wine move your heartstrings.”

For some reason, Yi Chen suddenly remembered "Xian'er" by Secondhand Rose in his previous life, and sang it as soon as he thought of it.

"It's so boring."

After singing the song, Yi Chen smiled, stood up, paid and left.

The surroundings were noisy and lively, but he could no longer integrate into the world of ordinary people.

He is really different.

In his eyes, the light of ordinary people's lives was as fragile as a candle in the wind. It could be extinguished in large swaths with just a wave of his hand.

When dealing with ordinary people, you have to be very careful, for fear of killing them accidentally.

The drunkenness, wealth and sex that used to amaze his time are becoming more and more boring to him now.

The world is no longer his playground.

He wants to pursue a higher level and a more exciting world.

He longs for the kind of battle where his life hangs on a thread and his fists go to the flesh, the feeling where he can truly feel that he is alive and his soul is sublimating.

After drinking the last glass of wine, Yi Chen felt that he was out of tune with the surrounding environment and decided to go back to the inn. At this time, a girl stopped in front of him.

It's Xiaohuan, the long, straight black girl who peeled grapes for him just now.

"Fantian Yaozi, do you want to stay tonight?"

"I like you."

Xiao Huan's face was flushed, and it was obvious that she had mustered up her courage.

Yi Chen smiled.

"I am a wealthy person in the world. There is no tomorrow. I have spent all the money I had just now. I can only live up to the girl's kindness."

"I won't charge you any money."

Miss Xiaohuan was very persistent and seemed to be obsessed with Yi Chen's temperament at this time.

She likes this mysterious man with contradictory temperament, majestic figure.

She had watched him secretly for a long time just now. He had a lonely temperament that was very different from the surrounding environment. It was a loneliness that penetrated deep into the bones.

An eccentric temperament that is both calm and crazy.

All in all, very charming.

"How about I refund you the money just now?" Miss Xiaohuan refused.

Yi Chen: "..."

Although he was a little speechless, Yi Chen still felt a little happy.

He thought for a moment, patted Miss Xiaohuan's face, picked up a chopstick on the table, broke it off, and said with a smile:

"We are destined to meet each other. If the girl wants to change her life, she can take this broken chopstick and go to Zhen'an Division to find a man named Lin Zhengyi, or go to Fengyun County to find Mr. Sun, saying that it is the place where the old friend of Yinlong Temple is. Please, they will arrange it for you.”

"Believe me, your wishes will come true. Even the big boss behind Tianxiang Pavilion will not offend me."

Yi Chen laughed and suddenly disappeared.

The girl Xiaohuan was left holding the broken chopsticks in her hand, dumbfounded.

If it weren't for the broken chopsticks in her hand, it would be as if nothing had happened.

Now Yi Chen is qualified to change the fate of an ordinary person with just a word.

No one in Ping'an County would ignore his will for such a trivial matter.

Because he has punches!

Standing on the terrace of the inn, Yi Chen clenched his fists, stretched out his hands to face the moonlight, and grinned.

After these nine days of hard work and hard work, he had accumulated a total of four Source Points by relying on his unrivaled determination.

The big one is finally here.

The number of Dayan is fifty, and its use is forty-nine. What changes will it bring to him when the force attribute reaches fifty? Yi Chen is very much looking forward to it.

Just when Yi Chen was looking at the moonlight and preparing to add some points for improvement, the night sky suddenly changed drastically, and countless bloody meteors streaked across the sky and hit the earth.

The moon turned into blood in an instant.

As soon as the blood color appeared, Yi Chen's hair immediately stood up. He instantly felt that there was a very deep malice in the world. This was a strong malice that he had never seen before.

Compared with this malice, the underworld pales into insignificance.

This malice went away as quickly as it came, and soon disappeared between heaven and earth.

"The world has changed, what is the way forward?"

Suddenly, Yi Chen suddenly thought of the first paragraph in the old Heavenly Master's letter, and his eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle.

It's too late today. I will thank all the fellow Taoists who voted tomorrow.

Thank you all for reading, see you all tomorrow.

ps: The show is about to begin. Ha Zhujun.