Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

It's a little bit explosive bro.

It was obvious that Zhao Long was not satisfied with Zhou Li's suggestion. After all, he was also a part of human ethics. Zhou Li directly tortured his father. This was tantamount to putting himself on a secular torture rack and roasting him on both sides, repeatedly spreading the ingredients.

"No, brother..."

Zhao Long looked troubled and hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong? You think I'm too gentle?"

Zhou Li asked with raised eyebrows.

"No, no, no, not gentle."

Zhao Long said bitterly: "Master Zhou, do you want to think about it... No, can you not torture my father? He has a hidden disease, hemorrhoids, I'm afraid..."

"Then I'm going to beat your father?"

"Does it make any difference?"

"One will ask after he's beaten, and the other will beat him without even asking."

Xu Xuan said calmly.

"Cats! Cats can talk!"

Zhao Long almost jumped up in fright when he saw the black cat talking.

"It's normal. Our cats in Beiliang can usually talk and fight freely."

Zhou Li lifted Xu Xuan onto his shoulder without being surprised. He glanced at Zhao Long and said, "Let me tell you, there is a high probability that your current father is not your father."

"so?"

"I'm going to torture him."

You're not done yet, are you?

"I know you are filial and filial to your children."

Zhou Li sighed, and his expression of caring for you made Zhao Long stunned for a moment, "You are my friend's brother and the son of my friend's father. I can't just watch you fall into disloyalty and unfilial piety. Don't worry. , I have a way."

"what?"

Zhao Long was stunned.

No, wait a minute, what is disloyal and unfilial? And what’s the meaning of your previous words? Aren’t they all...

Just when Zhao Long was stunned, Zhou Li suddenly squatted down, clenching his fists with a look of sadness and helplessness, and then hit Zhao Long directly on the chin with a beautiful and brilliant Shenglong Fist. With a loud popping sound, Zhao Long was caught off guard and fainted in front of Zhou Li.

what?
Xu Xuan was stunned.

What?
Wait a minute, if I remember correctly, shouldn't this little fat guy be from your side? Shouldn't he be an important role in issuing tasks? Why did you suddenly give him the Shenglong Fist?

"I don't understand."

Zhou Li knew that Xu Xuan on his shoulder was sluggish without even looking at him. He looked at Zhao Long on the ground, sneered and said, "Just don't understand."

"I'm going to torture his father soon. In order to prevent him from being forced to see his own father being beaten, I can only let him calm down and stop thinking for the time being."

"Don't make any noise, I'm thinking."

Ignoring Xu Xuan who was thinking on his shoulder, Zhou Li took out the rope from his waist, stepped forward, and tied Zhao Long into a super big rice dumpling. He even didn't forget to find a cloth and stuff it under his tongue to prevent him. Wake up and speak. After doing all this, Zhou Li swept away everything on Zhao Long's body. His movements were so skillful that it was impossible to unjustly accuse him even if he was shot directly and then interrogated.

"So, are you here?"

Xu Xuan looked at the other party in confusion.

"in case."

Zhou Li clapped his hands, locked the door of the woodshed directly inside, picked up Xu Xuan and kicked off, and left the woodshed directly through the loophole in the beam. He stood on the roof of the woodshed, looked at the main house four to five hundred meters away, and said softly: "I don't believe anyone except you, Taoist Master and Tang Wan now."

"Wow, you trust me so much?"

Xu Xuan was surprised.

"Yes."

Zhou Li nodded and said seriously: "You are a cat, and the Painted Skin Cult can't disguise it. The Taoist Master has too many tricks, and even if the Painted Skin Cult is disguised, it can be easily exposed."

"What about Tang Wan?"

"She even knows the date on which I was circumcised. I can figure out what's going on if I just ask anything."

Zhou Li said calmly.

No, you guys?
In the dark night, Zhou Li, dressed in black, walked quietly towards the main room of the Zhao family. Soon, he came to the base of the wall of the main room. He used the Ten Thousand Spiders Poison Sutra and quietly climbed to the roof of the main house under the cover of night like a big spider. He took out the Tuqiong Dagger and gently carved a space on the roof. gap and observe the situation in its room.

In the main room, a sturdy man wearing blue silk clothes sat on a chair, holding a ledger in his hand and calculating attentively. He muttered words and closed his eyes from time to time. something.

The house is not too big, but the decoration inside is very luxurious. The ivory bed, carved jade railings, and countless gold vessels all reflect the nobility of this man. But Zhou Li subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and an inexplicable strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

While Zhou Li was observing, the man suddenly moved. He stood up suddenly, and just when Zhou Li and Xu Xuan thought they were exposed, the man walked to the side window, bent down, and slowly opened the curtain covering his buttocks, revealing a terrifying black hole.

Xu Xuansheng is hopeless.

Zhou Li didn't react at all. He just watched the man take out a small medicine bottle from the bedside, took out something and started wiping it around the black hole. Obviously, the hidden disease this man suffered from was not suitable for others to watch, otherwise the job of changing the dressing must have been done by servants, and it would not have been possible to do it himself.

Soon, the man finished applying the medicine, and with a long sigh of relief, the man returned to his seat. At this moment, Zhou Li suddenly thought of why he always had a strange feeling in his heart.

wrong! It is impossible for a person suffering from hemorrhoids to sit still in a chair all the time!
In just a few seconds, Zhou Li realized that the man in front of him did not really have hemorrhoids, but was "imitating" his own hemorrhoids in a sense.

I am a dam, can you act like this?
wrong!

Zhou Li suddenly thought that there is only one kind of person who needs to imitate all the habits of a person, including the other person's lesions, and even this indescribable hidden disease.

Groove painting tutorial!

This time, Zhou Li ducked out of the gap without any hesitation. His movements clearly disturbed Xin Zhao, who had just changed his hemorrhoid medicine. Before Xin Zhao could react, his face was covered with white ash.

"Earth Release: Spread lime on your face!"

After performing Earth Escape in mid-air, Zhou Li immediately threw out two iron caltrop ball locks, which accurately trapped Xin Zhao's feet. Zhou Li jerked, and a huge force came out of the rope on the ball lock. , directly pulling Xin Zhao's center of gravity out of balance. Immediately afterwards, Zhou Li swung down the Tuqiong dagger in his hand, and stabbed forward with the dagger, inserting it into Zhao Xin's back mound along the two torn spatial cracks.

"Wood Release: Sack and Stick Technique!"

Zhou Li groaned, took a step forward, took out a sack and put it on Xin Zhao's head. At this time, Xin Zhao's lower body was stabbed, his face was covered with lime, and his legs were locked. He had no ability to resist at all. Moreover, he had just changed his hemorrhoid medicine. It was the most relaxed moment for human beings, and he had no sense of resistance.

Then, Zhou Li hit him on the back of the head with a solid blow.

"Where did you get the stick from?"

Xu Xuan asked dully.

Zhou Li, who had pulled out a small beam at some point, threw away the stick and shrugged, too lazy to answer. Under Xu Xuan's unbelievable gaze, he directly grabbed Xin Zhao who was fainting, pushed open the back door, and after confirming that there was no one around, he swaggeringly carried Xin Zhao towards the woodshed.

At first, Xu Xuan was surprised that Zhou Li was so arrogant and unprepared at all. But she soon realized that Xin Zhao was applying hemorrhoid medicine to himself. This kind of thing must be done very carefully, so that no one can notice it, and he would naturally disperse the surrounding servants in advance. This also gave Zhou Li an opportunity to take advantage of.

This story tells us, don’t sit for a long time when going to the toilet. Soon, Zhao Long and Zhao Xin met in an unexpected way.

Zhao Long had actually woken up a long time ago, and Zhou Li's attack wasn't too heavy at that time, unlike the stick he gave to Xin Zhao, which required nine of his strength. But his mouth was completely speechless, because Zhou Li stuffed a ball of cloth under his tongue, and there was no possibility of spitting it out. He could only watch helplessly as Zhou Li held his father's ankle, as if dragging him. It was dragged in front of him like a corpse.

"Your dad's anus is relatively loose, but his hemorrhoids make up for it. If I cut off your dad's hemorrhoids, it might look like his anus... I can't make it up anymore."

Zhou Li threw Xin Zhao in front of Zhao Long with a plop, and in front of him, he took out the Tuqiong dagger and lightly swiped Xin Zhao's cheek. Sure enough, after a sound like cicadas flying off, Xin Zhao's "face" was easily cut off.

"This, this is?!"

Zhao Long was shocked.

"Painted Skin Cult."

Dragging the face to his hand, Zhou Li looked at it repeatedly and said, "A complete painting-skin teacher. Don't think about it, your father has been replaced by someone a long time ago."

"How can it be?!"

Zhao Long said in disbelief: "My father has always been cautious, how could he be plotted by this group of cults? This, this, this is impossible."

"Not sure."

After kicking the half-dead painted-skin cultist next to him, Zhou Li said calmly: "No matter how vigilant your father is, he can't be prepared to be attacked when he's taking a poop, right? I alone can go to the toilet and wash up." I'm sure your dad won't be able to make a surprise attack at any time, such as changing the hemorrhoid medicine, changing the hemorrhoid medicine, or the recurrence of hemorrhoids, let alone a sect."

No, I feel that Painted Skin is not as abstract as you.

Xu Xuan complained in his heart with a numb face.

"Master Zhou, please ask him quickly, where was my father kidnapped by them?!"

Zhao Long shouted excitedly: "My father cannot die. If he dies, the Zhao family will be finished!"

"Don't worry."

Zhou Li stretched out his little finger and clasped his ears, and said boredly: "It's no use being anxious, I'm about to use the Great Memory Restoration Technique on him."

After speaking, Zhou Li took out a pill and fed it to Zhao Xin under Zhao Long's horrified gaze.

Don't ask which mouth it is, lest you feel disgusted.

Soon, the effect of the concentrated pill took effect. Within a few seconds, the man with a thick layer of powder on his face suddenly opened his eyes. Just as he was about to cry out, Zhou Li took out a piece of cloth. Stuffed it into his mouth.

"Don't shout, don't pretend."

Taking out the piece of human skin and waving it to the painted-skin congregation in front of him, Zhou Li sneered and said, "Now that your underwear has been taken off, we will all be honest in a while. I will be honest." Torture, answer honestly, do you understand?"

The congregants looked at the mask in Zhou Li's hand in disbelief, and then looked at Zhou Li in front of them. For some reason, the originally rebellious congregants suddenly became quiet, with confused looks on their faces.

Zhou Li didn't hesitate, and directly pulled the cloth from the mouth of the cultist, and asked: "Tell me, when did you switch Zhao Xin?"

The congregants didn't answer, didn't resist, and didn't shout for help. He just looked at Zhou Li blankly, as if he was looking for something, as pure and innocent as a baby.

What the hell?
"Come on, answer."

Zhou Li was also a little confused and could only threaten in a formulaic manner: "You probably already know how you woke up. If you are still so stubborn now, I will let you see what true cruelty is."

"laugh!"

After hearing Zhou Li's words, the congregation suddenly realized something and laughed suddenly. He looked at Zhou Li and said with a silly smile: "Leader, it turns out you are here to play too!"

? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
Xu Xuan was stunned.

Ugh?
Bishop?

"What's the matter?"

Zhou Li was stunned.

"Leader! You're playing so well! You even deceived yourself!"

The believer squirmed excitedly and laughed loudly: "Okay! You will definitely do well this time! Our gods will definitely like it! You even tricked the Taoist priest! Otherwise, you can become the leader of this religion!" "

After finishing speaking, the disciple's eyes suddenly widened, and a strange blush suddenly appeared on his whole body. Before Zhou Li could react, the sect member twisted his mouth and eyes, and died.

died.

"Fuck me."

Two simple words, the ultimate inner emotion. Zhou Li looked at the dead believers and said in disbelief: "No, this dirty water can be splashed."

Zhao Long on the side now only had fear in his eyes. He couldn't imagine that if Zhou Li was really the leader of the Painted Skin Sect, would Anshan be saved?
"Stop being picked on."

Xu Xuan was very calm at this time, "Zhou Li, I believe you. At least your fate line is still as messy as shit. Those painting masters can imitate your appearance, but they can never imitate your soul!"

Groove's thank you.

Zhou Li took a handful of tooth flower seeds and felt a slight toothache for a moment. He looked at the tied Zhao Long and asked, "Zhao Long, who else in your Zhao family has the right to speak."

"Now only my mother and my brother-in-law are left."

Zhao Long trembled and said, "Master Zhou, what are you going to do?"

"By the way, did your sister tell me that I am an upright person before she left?"

Zhou Li asked casually.

"She never said that."

Shaking his head, Zhao Long immediately said: "She said you are not a good person."

"What do you think of the Zhao family?"

Zhou Li rolled his eyes and asked suddenly.

I dare not think about it.

Zhao Long couldn't believe it even Zhou Li at this time. He could only cry and said tremblingly: "You, what do you think I should think?"

"Simple."

Zhou Li hooked the other person's neck and said with a smile: "Would you consider taking over as the head of the Zhao family?"

"Ah I?"

This time, Zhao Long suddenly felt that the man in front of him didn't seem so hateful.

"Ah I!"

Zhao Long shouted excitedly.

"Fuck! It's you!"

Zhou Li pushed Zhao Long's face to the ground and tore his face apart with a ferocious expression, "You are not a good person after all, your horse is fed by grass."

"Zhao Yun, that idiot, has long regarded me as a universal saint! You bastard!" (End of Chapter)