Immortal in my old age, I will live forever

Chapter 18 020: Ask in advance, ask the knife in the palm, go crazy late at night (next week's update will be changed to [-] noon)
When Chen Dengming stepped forward with a smile and almost spoke, he took out a low-grade spirit stone without a trace in his hand, stuffed it towards the monk opposite, and said with a smile.

"Immortal Master, a little sincerity is not a respect. This was given by the immortal master of Jinzifang last time. Even a little genius in the younger generation will not be needed."

The light of Lingshi is quite conspicuous in the night.

As the saying goes, seeing Qian's eyes open, the monk's originally tense face suddenly became unnatural, and he relaxed a little, and his cold eyes looking at Chen Dengming became warmer.

"That's right, it's pretty good. What's the future of working with Jinzifang? It's a wise choice to hang out with our Hutong Jieming boss. You don't know why we have conflicts?"

Seeing Chen Dengming's confused expression and his sincere and humble attitude, the monk nodded in satisfaction and led the way.

"The conflict between our two families has been going on for a long time, but this time Jinzifang went too far. It even blamed the death of an old monk under its command on the streets of our alley, causing trouble repeatedly."

"Oh?"

Chen Dengming's heart skipped a beat.

It can't be such a coincidence, can it?old monk?
He walked step by step and listened to the other party's continuation, gradually feeling guilty in his heart.

The old Jinzifang cultivator mentioned by the other party died in a grove to the north of the gathering place. According to preliminary estimates, the time of death was exactly one month ago, and he died in his own practice site.

Doesn't this fit perfectly.

The time of death, the place of death, and the age of the deceased were all matched.

It was the old monk who died in his hands more than a month ago.

Unexpectedly, this account was settled on the head of Hutong Street.

During this period of time, there was a lot of friction between the two forces, and Hutong Street actually helped him take the blame.

But now, the boss in the alley street is actually eyeing him because of the waist badge that Fairy Luo gave him, which is a bit troublesome.

Chen Dengming is not an idiot either. The moment these Karamis appeared, they blocked his way forward and back, obviously with malicious intentions. It's a good thing we haven't seen that big boss now.

Once he really meets the other party, and the other party makes some demands, or forces him to change to the Hutong Street, he will agree even if he disagrees, and then it will be completely meat on the chopping board.

As for the waist card of the Luo family that Fairy Luo gave him, he knew it best, and it was of limited use, and he had nothing to do with Fairy Luo.

Although the other monks speculated about the relationship between him and Luo Xianzi, as long as they were smart and careful, they would think a lot about him from his mortal status, and they might not be really scrupulous.

Therefore, now he has to get away immediately in order to protect himself wisely. It is simply impossible to please both sides and have both ways.

Almost at the moment when Chen Dengming's mind fluttered and he made up his mind, the monk beside him who was about to talk to him also instantly sensed a trace of hostility.

The cultivator hadn't completely relaxed his vigilance, and when his face changed, he was about to move the talisman he had been holding in his hand.

However, as soon as the aura was mobilized, the monk only felt pain in the meridians in the palm of the hand that had received the spirit stone before, causing the aura in his body to stagnate.

At this moment, a shadow popped out of Chen Dengming's ear and bit the monk's cheek.

The cultivator felt a sharp pain on his cheek as if being bitten, and immediately lost consciousness on his entire face, but it was not over yet, only a sharp knife light surged in his eyes, cutting fiercely on the cultivator's neck.

The power of this knife was so powerful that the cultivator's neck was broken at the sound, and the whole body did not even shake, and then blood gushed out like a pillar.

What happened so quickly was dizzying.

The two congenitals who followed only thought that the 'new Xiaomengxin' was chatting and laughing with their immortal master just a moment ago.

The next moment, they suddenly raised their swords and chopped off the head of their own immortal teacher. They didn't even see the blood centipede Gu before the knife. It all hit their faces.

This panic made them stunned for a moment.

In this moment, Chen Dengming yelled loudly, his eyes became fiercer, as if he was a different person, he drew his knife to kill, the muscles of his strong upper body bulged, and the aura of the broken knife soared, and he cut down another congenital man in an instant. head.

At this time, the third genius came back to his senses in shock, and his first reaction was not to immediately desperately, but to retreat with a terrified cry.

"Take a certain knife!"

Chen Dengming advanced bravely in the torrent, and with a long roar, he aroused a powerful fighting spirit. He strode forward and slashed out again.

With a "clang", sparks exploded.

Swords intersect.

The third Xiantiankuang spit out a mouthful of blood, his long sword shattered inch by inch, and his tiger's mouth burst open. Before he fell out, Chen Dengming's figure flashed.

The broken knife trembled, and the blade slashed against the opponent's neck. The sound and touch of the blade piercing through the cartilage and blood vessels were especially clearly conveyed to Chen Dengming's ears and palms.

The light of the sword rises, and the shadow of the sword falls.

In the bloody wind, between the rabbits rising and the falcons falling, the three died when Chen Dengming broke the knife.

Among them, the most threatening monk, even the most effective aura body protection and the most lethal talisman, did not have time to successfully use it to save his life, and he was on the spot.

Chen Dengming looked at the corpses that fell to the ground one after another, looked at the monk's staring eyes in disbelief, and tightly held the familiar handle of the broken knife with his palm.

Blood spilled on the ground, joyful grievances!
If you don't agree with a word, draw your sword to face each other, ask first and ask the sword in your palm!

For a moment, he seemed to feel the feeling of the old battle against the isolated city again. These days, he vented some of the unhappiness of being scorned by the cultivators one after another.

"Chen's Lingshi is not so easy to harvest."

He let out a long breath, narrowed his sharp eyes slightly, picked up the monk's purse and looked at it, his face turned black.

"Poor ghost! I don't even have a single spirit stone! The interest I just borrowed from my spirit stone is not enough."

Qi Ji sensed that someone was approaching, and he immediately leaned over to take back the spirit stone Gu that he had handed over from the cultivator's hand, then pulled out the talisman tightly held in the other party's hand, picked up the severed head of the cultivator, and tore off the patch The cloak was quickly wrapped around him, he raised his breath and leaped across the alleyway, leaving quickly.

After a while, some figures appeared at the entrance of the alleyway one after another. Seeing the corpse on the ground, some people exclaimed, while others stared greedily at the purses on the two innate bodies. clam down.

In the chaotic gathering place of casual cultivators, killing and being killed is indeed very common.

People die almost every day, and among them, Xiantian is the most killed. Who hasn't seen a dead person?
But this time, someone actually killed the cultivators in the Hutong Street. If it was the people from Jinzifang who shot, then the gathering place would be even more chaotic in the next period of time.

Chen Dengming jumped up and down, and quickly returned to his residence.

He quickly dug out another piece of spirit stone that he had hidden, and then took out the refined Bamboo Pieces Gu and Loach Gu from every corner.

Then he opened the head of the monk wrapped in the cloak, and let the blood centipede Gu suck away the poisonous blood on his face, so as not to be seen by others, and then used the monk's blood to write a line on the wall.

Turn around and rush out the door.

At this moment, the neighbor Xu Wei seemed to hear the movement, and opened the window just in time to see Chen Dengming going out with large bags and small bags in his hand, with a surprised expression on his face.

"Chen Langjun, what are you?"

Chen Dengming stopped for a while, looked at Xu Wei's pretty face that had swelled a lot, hesitated for a moment, and reminded.

"The battle between Jinzifang and Hutong Street, I'm afraid it will become more intense. Ms. Xu, you'd better avoid it in another place."

"Change place?"

Xu Wei was stunned, but also a little confused and lowered his head, "Where to change? I don't have any spiritual grains to change to a better residence. In the city, there are better residences other than shacks, and only immortal masters are eligible to live..."

Chen Dengming sighed inwardly, and took a deep look at Xu Wei, "I'm going out to avoid it first, Miss Xu, take care!"

After saying that, Chen Dengming turned around and hurried away with his backpack.

"Go out? Leave the gathering place?"

Xu Wei looked at the majestic back of Chen Dengming leaving, and an impulse came to her lips, which made her want to say "take me" very much.

But when the words came to her lips, she swallowed forcefully, and only shouted, "Chen Langjun, wait..."

When Chen Dengming turned his head, a shadow came suddenly, which startled him. He subconsciously pinched it with his consonant finger. The scent was fragrant, but it was a money bag embroidered with mandarin ducks.

"This?"

Chen Dengming looked over there in surprise.

But seeing that Xu Wei's ears were blushing slightly, Dai Mei frowned lightly and said, "I don't know what kind of trouble you have caused, so I don't hesitate to leave the gathering place, but the so-called rescue in the rivers and lakes, you must prepare money when you run. Humble, but I also understand that these spirit grains are some of my concubine’s savings, all of which are clean money, I hope you can use them, there are monsters outside the gathering place, you, be careful.”

When I said the last four words, be careful, the window was closed with a 'bang'.

Chen Dengming held the shriveled money bag in his hand, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and was about to return it, but seeing that the windows were closed, he had no choice but to give up.

It is not difficult for him now, but he finds that he cannot refuse this sincere gift.

Just like when he first arrived, he huddled under the other party's eaves, and the other party gave him a meal.

He actually still remembers the aroma of that cold meal, even more than any delicacies he ever ate, because there was something extra in that meal—sincerity!This may be the only thing that still emits warmth and sparkle on the indifferent and cruel cultivation path to longevity.

There is no shame in having trouble finding friends sometimes.

What's really shameful is that there are no friends to turn to in times of difficulty.

Thinking of Xu Wei saying that he had no money to change his residence just now, yet he was willing to give him the money to run away, he couldn't help feeling mixed feelings in his heart, so he could only say something from a distance.

"Thank you, when I come back another day, I will repay you twice!"

...

"When you come back another day, maybe you don't have to pay it back... As a concubine, I don't need it anymore..."

Behind the window, Xu Wei's expression fluctuated from joy to sorrow, her pretty face was touching, elegant and moving.

At the end of the day, she didn't say something impulsive and presumptuous like 'take me'.

Not just a lack of courage, but a feeling of confusion.

I am confused about whether the other party will agree, and even if I agree, whether the future is good or bad is unknown.

After all, the two are just ordinary neighbors. Even if she had intended to be a partner at first, Chen Dengming looked down on her, let alone now that she is in trouble.

On the road of cultivating immortals, how can such undesired people who are concubines, intentional husbands or unintentional, be in the minority?
(Another update of nearly [-] words, very hard work)
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