The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 189, Familiar Taste
"Dreamed about me?" Li Wei was a little confused, so he opened his eyes and took a peek at Cao Weiqiang.

Cao Weiqiang instantly felt that he was seen through from top to bottom.

Past, present, Future.

Cao Weiqiang almost wanted to run away.

Yes, there are things more terrifying than death, for example, being seen through what kind of person you are.

A vain, useless person.

The camouflage was torn apart, revealing the truest appearance inside.

No, no.

This is something more terrifying than death.

"No, you are also a monster. You are also a monster! You are also a monster!"

Cao Weiqiang wanted to get the fuck out of his ass.

"Because of you monster, I lost everything. I have nothing. I can't be taken away by you monster again. Take away my dignity"

Something that he owns.

Handsome appearance, healthy and young and strong body, this is what he already has.

No, these, all gone.

He regretted it, why did he use the fourth time...
If not for the fourth time, he would still be the tall and handsome successful man, not the dirty and smelly old beggar.

Of course, Li Wei didn't read his 'black history' either, nor was he interested.

Just look at the thread of karma in him.

The lines of karma at this level are not connected to his own, or in other words, his own karma is not connected to his own.

He can dream of himself because of other mediums.

That is, what he called 'the genie', the genie who cursed him.
He was cursed by a 'monster' and wandered around to Taixuguan.

Li Wei stroked his chin and said.

"This is the so-called fate."

Cao Weiqiang quickly calmed down
Isn't it embarrassing enough to be like this now?
he said quietly.

"Really. Can I really get back to myself?"

Cao Weiqiang looked at Li Wei with hope.

"I don't want to be rich, I just want to be restored to the original state, I don't want to be rich, I just want to be safe, do you want money, how much money do you want, I will sell my kidneys to you. I just ask you to turn me back As is."

This sense of sight is quite strong.

Like the gambler who says 'I'm done, give me my money back' after the game is over.

"There is not only money and wealth in this world, not everyone moves for money." Li Wei didn't say much, and said indifferently: "Since you know what is cursing you, you can tell Pingdao that now this Where are things."

"I'll give you the address at my house, in the apartment I'm renting"

When Cao Weiqiang wanted to say something, in the blink of an eye, he was no longer in the Taoist temple, but at the foot of the mountain.

The whole person was in a trance.

Was that just a dream?

I met a fairy in the mountains
No, maybe the fact that I was cursed was also a dream?
Cao Weiqiang quickly took a look at the lake, but the scene that caught his eyes made him depressed, it was still that old and ugly old man.

The only thing I can rely on is the god.

At this time, Cao Weiqiang knelt down and kowtowed in all directions.

"God, god save me"

"Sometimes you're a fairy, and sometimes you're a monster, so Daxian, are you a fairy or a monster?"

The White Tiger who was not far away saw it clearly, and couldn't help but feel a little funny, and the nine tails all laughed.

When it's not good for him, Li Wei is a monster.

When it is beneficial to him, Li Wei is a god.

"Whatever it is, whatever it is."

Although Li Wei himself was a little speechless.

When the clouds and mists came, Li Wei flew towards his destination.

Come to the sky above the urban area and feel the spirit of demons.

With wanton desire and impetuous atmosphere, people walk with their heads down all the time.

The hostility and desire belonging to the city can even confuse the breath of demons.

Devour desire, release desire, seduce desire.

According to this standard, the city might really turn into a monster.

It's just that the demon has turned into order itself.

Li Wei followed the address and entered the house, a high-end apartment, from time to time, couples of old and young passed by intimately.

"It's really a good place to choose."

Li Wei waved his hand to drive away the mixed smell of fish and perfume in the air, opened the door and entered the house.

The smell of desire in the high-end apartment is lingering, and it is disguised as a cover for the smell of demons.

After entering the door, Li Wei saw the painting hanging on the living room, a rubbing painting with only the back image.

There is nothing miraculous at all.

It looks like an ordinary rubbing of a silk painting from the Eastern Han Dynasty on the wall.

Li Wei also stared at it for a long time.

If the detectives from the ninth division came to investigate this painting, they probably would have skipped it, at most because they thought the owner's hobby was a bit strange.

At this time, Li Weicha did not leave, but sat cross-legged with his back to the painting.

"It's not bad to practice here." Li Wei said to himself, thinking that he found a 'geomantic treasure land'.

That's right, this place is indeed full of human desires, and the spiritual energy can't be said to be thin, it can only be said to be basically non-existent. Whether it is self-cultivation or self-cultivation, there is no benefit here. It can't compare with the green water and green mountains.

Green water and green mountains are golden mountains and spiritual mountains.

But Li Wei himself has practiced in green water and green mountains for a long time, and he can't always practice in one environment.

Practicing here is the same concept as 'weight training'.

Li Wei sat down cross-legged, without swallowing his spirit.

Just feeling the frivolous desire here.

The neon of the city, the desire of the city.

It's not in a ghostly place, but it seems to be in it.

Li Wei didn't stare at the painting, but the painting stared at him.

"Taoist? Are you a cultivator? It doesn't look like it's not. How can a cultivator practice in this filthy place? I'm afraid he's just pretending to be there."

"Or, he lured me here, but he is actually a very powerful practitioner, hiding his powerful strength?"

The existence in the portrait reflects the existence of the Taoist in front of him.

Could it be that he is simply a charlatan, no different from the so-called 'masters' invited by those people before.

It's just that they were blackmailed by the evils of the world after they were already cursed.

However, the Taoist in front of him acted too calmly, as if everything was clear in his heart.

That breezy attitude.

This caused a wave of visceral disgust for the beings within the painting.

Especially when he was meditating and taking out the guqin to caress.

This feeling of seeming reality made him recall some disgusting things.

Under the city, he was also like this. On the city wall, the wind was light and the clouds were calm, smiling and playing the piano.

'Is this city an empty city? '

'Is there still an ambush inside? '

'The cunning fellow.'

(End of this chapter)