Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 854 Isn't it hard to play chess at the tea shop?

The erasure of the largest restaurant in Yangyang City, together with more than [-] cultivators in the supernatural power realm, did not make the killing intent in Yangyang City completely disappear.

Xie Tian knew very well that in Xunyang City, there are at least dozens of auras that are more terrifying than supernatural powers, and they are Daoist.

But firstly, Xie Tian's preemption is too overbearing, and secondly, the higher the cultivator's cultivation level, the more he cherishes his life...

So until Xie Tian and Shen Ji entered the secluded tea shop in the corner of Xunyang City, these terrifying auras did not move.

Although there was no movement, the reaction was quite shocking.

"Destroy two hundred real people with one punch!"

"He, he is a sneak attack!"

"Ordinary people say that if they disagree with each other, they will kill them. Xie Tian, ​​he doesn't give people a chance to speak at all!"

……

Until Xie Tian in the tea shop paid for the spirit stone and raised his glass to drink tea with Princess Shen Ji, the frightened exchange was still going on silently over the sky of Xunyang City.

There are many real people who died, but this is normal, because in the eyes of dozens of Taoist priests, the purpose of these real people with mediocre aptitude but high-level eyes is to die.

So what really shocked the Taoists was not the death of the real people, but Xie Tian's unexpected domineering and the combat power displayed in the domineering.

And these two points also confirmed one thing - the news they got inexplicably was quite accurate.

"In Erying Hall, during the process of finding a shocking opportunity for Dulong, Xie Tian easily neutralized the opponent's near-extreme supernatural power, and the method he used was most likely to analyze supernatural power..."

"He went to Tian's house, he was domineering all the way, he forcibly put the Yi family into a mess, and even easily killed the old Daoist..."

……

Although it was as they expected, and the death of more than 200 real people confirmed the accuracy of the news, they still couldn't believe the domineering and combat power Xie Tian displayed after entering Xunyang City.

Especially domineering!
In a deal that I want to do, use a spirit stone to shake the death god's supernatural power sword cultivator!

A restaurant passing by, because it couldn't accommodate the noble and pure princess, destroyed it with one punch!
Against the lively background of Xunyang City, dozens of Daoist priests fell into a long silence.

At this moment, they had no choice but to curb the desire that drove them crazy and start thinking.

Xie Tian brought Shenji to Ningzhou, what exactly did he want to do?
Why is he acting so domineeringly?

Who spread this matter to Ningzhou?What's the point?

Can the previous perfect layout kill Xie Tian?Can you kill Shen Ji?

Can the ravaged Ningzhou swallow this extremely attractive bait?
……

"It's so bitter!" Taking a sip of rough tea, Shen Ji's whole face became bitter, and she looked at Xie Tian pitifully.

As a princess of the Shen Dynasty, even if she doesn't pay attention to it, her daily food and clothing can blind the eyes of people outside the Jingu Palace. Therefore, Xie Tian is not surprised that Shen Ji can't bear the suffering of rough tea.

"It's all about suffering."

Xie Tian took a sip of the rough tea, and licked his mouth. The bitterness in his mouth was actually a kind of enjoyment for him, because compared to the bitterness he had tasted, it was considered sweet.

"Xietian, you lied again... Huh?" Shenji's big round eyes lit up, her small mouth squirmed slightly, and said joyfully, "It's really a bit sweet, Xietian, why is that?"

Shen Ji's question reminded Xie Tian of the cup of tea he once drank.

It is the tea of ​​Tong Lang, one of the three sects of the Song Dynasty in Wanzhou and a disciple of Chixiao Peak.

extremely bitter.

Behind the extreme suffering is a deep hope.

It's a pity that Tong Lang, who had been waiting so hard, didn't get the life he expected. He could only drink bitter tea, staring bitterly at the height of Chixiao Peak and where the Taoist gate was, until he was sucked to death by Xie Tian.

"Because sweet expectations and hopes are born in bitterness."

"A cup of extremely ordinary bitter tea can allow fellow daoists to gain this understanding, and make the old daoist look at him with admiration."

The stranger who took over the conversation did not make Xie Tian turn his head, but the ignorant Shen Ji turned her head and looked at the stranger who walked into the tea shop.

The stranger was an old man with white beard and hair, stooped figure, dull eyes, a long stick in his hand bit by bit on the ground, no matter how ignorant Shen Ji was, she knew that this old man was blind.

"Old sir..." Shen Ji felt pity in her heart, she couldn't help getting up and said, "Be careful, there are stools in front of you."

The old blind man grinned, and looked at Shenji with dull eyes: "My kind little girl, can I let the old man sit in your seat?"

"Sir, please sit down."

Shen Ji retreated to the side until the old blind man sat down, then she took a seat beside Xie Tian and poured a cup of rough tea for the old blind man.

"Sure enough, it's a bit bitter, but it's not bitter enough." The old blind man drank it down, put down his teacup, and looked at Xie Tian.

Xie Tian quietly looked at the old blind man opposite, another face couldn't help appearing in his mind.

"Who are you, Zhen Daozi?"

The old blind man laughed, and sighed: "The old man is the Taoist, the fifth uncle who has no way, and the fifth younger brother who is the Daoist."

"Hee hee..." Shen Ji was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing, "Mr., the name of your family is so strange."

"It's all taken by parents, there's no way..." Zhen Xiaodao smiled wryly and shook his head, "Unfortunately, Zhen Wudao was killed by Xie Tian, ​​and Zhen Youdao was killed by Shen Shao."

Shenji's smile froze, she quickly moved her butt towards Xietian, and bowed her head, refusing to say another word.

Xie Tian smiled and said: "So, I am very surprised about your reason for coming."

The words were very cryptic, but it did not hinder Zhen Xiaodao's understanding.

It stands to reason that, as a close relative of Zhen Youdao's father and son, he came to the door at this moment, definitely for revenge, but Xie Tian didn't feel a trace of killing intent from Zhen Xiaodao.

And this is also the reason why Zhen Xiaodao can drink the rough tea poured by Shen Ji herself, and why he can live till now.

"The old Taoist is very self-aware." Zhen Xiaodao sighed, "I am not talented enough, and I have been immersed in the mysteries of formations all my life. Although my cultivation barely breaks through the Supreme Daoist, my combat strength may even surpass ordinary peak real people. Not as good."

Hearing the words, Xie Tian narrowed his blood eyes, and said quietly: "Then why did you come here?"

"There is something that the old Taoist would like to ask you, Young Master." Zhen Xiaodao clasped his fists at Xietian, and said softly, "The last time, Young Master came outside the Qi Sect, did you see through the big formation of the Qi Sect?"

Xie Tian smiled playfully: "So you came here for this matter."

"Please tell me the truth, my lord." Zhen Xiaodao clasped his fists solemnly, although he was blind, he was extremely sincere.

"See some."

The five words light and fluttering made Zhen Xiaodao stiff for a few breaths, and then he let out a long breath of depression, and said with a wry smile: "It's true, it's true, the old master has spent his whole life trying to unravel the great formation of the sect. You can see through it at a glance..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chessboard appeared in Zhen Xiaodao's hands. After placing the chessboard on the tea table, he clasped his fists at Xietian again.

"Young master must have seen that the old man will not live for a few more days, so please help the old man."

Xie Tian was silent and looked at the chessboard.

The chessboard is pitch black, full of gold and iron, uneven, it doesn't seem to be made, it's just like nature.

After looking at the chessboard, Xie Tian remained silent, but instead looked around the tea shop.

Seeing this scene, Zhen Xiaodao's Taoist heart, which had been as calm as a deep since entering the tea shop, finally had some waves.

He had a vague feeling that what Xie Tian was looking at was not the tea shop, but the city of Yangyang.

To be more precise, it is dozens of Daoist priests scattered all over Xunyang City.

"Okay." While Xie Tian withdrew his gaze, he looked at Zhen Xiaodao and said quietly, "I will fulfill you."

As soon as the words fell, Xie Tian put his index finger into the teacup, lifted it out, and landed on Tian Yuan on the pitch-black chessboard.

At the same time, his soul also entered the dark and uneven chessboard world.

(End of this chapter)