Liaozhai Great Sage

Chapter 221 Swallowing a Golden Elixir
Although Song Yuan knew that Li Xiuyuan might be trying to scare him, he didn't dare to bet at the moment. The bald man behind him had already put the beheading knife on his neck, and he was tied up, waiting for the knife to fall.

If it really fell down with a knife, his head would have to be moved.

And looking at Li Xiuyuan like this, he really didn't have the slightest intention to stop him.

"Stop, stop quickly." Song Yuan yelled louder than anyone else, and his eardrums ached from the shock.

Li Xiuyuan waved his hand and said, "Don't pay attention to his yelling, get rid of him quickly."

"Wait, wait, Li Xiuyuan, no, Mr. Li, you can't kill me, you can't kill me, if you have anything to say, I know everything without saying it." Song Yuan struggled hard, his face full of horror.

Li Xiuyuan turned around at this time, motioned to Wu Fei, and then sighed, "Master Song, it's not that Wan Sheng wants to kill you, it's because Master Song doesn't give people a way to live, and he always captures and kills Wan Sheng. In order to protect himself, he has no choice but to take the risk, you must know that wild dogs will bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone a late-born scholar."

"I was reckless in the matter just now, please forgive me, Mr. Li, I was forced to make such a bad move, and I don't want to." Song Yuan said hastily.

Li Xiuyuan said with a smile: "Master Song's words are not correct. He was born so late that he was forced to take the risk. Why did Master Song become the victim instead?"

"Young master is full of lies, and don't be fooled by him. In my opinion, it would be safer to cut off his head. The precious sword in my hand is already ready to try." Wu Fei said.

"Don't worry, it is said that a person who is about to die speaks kindly. Let's listen to what Master Song has to say." Li Xiuyuan said.

Song Yuan was startled again, and hurriedly said: "Everything I said is true, I am absolutely not lying, Mr. Li, you also know that there is a plague in the city now, and it is very unfortunate for me to be infected with the plague. It is still good, but the body is getting weaker and weaker, and just last night, I met two golden armored gods in my dream. They said that I have seven days to live if I am infected with the plague, unless the plague is lifted , otherwise your life will be in danger.”

"My son is not talking about strange powers and gods. As an official of the court, how can Mr. Song believe in ghosts and gods. Mr. Song must not take things in dreams seriously."

Li Xiuyuan said: "If those two golden-armored gods can really predict good or bad luck and life expectancy, how could they not know about Master Song's catastrophe today?"

"It can be seen from this that this is a non-existent thing."

"It's definitely not nonsense, absolutely not, I can guarantee it with my head." Song Yuan shouted.

Li Xiuyuan suddenly burst out laughing.

Sure enough, there are two mouths in the official word. Earlier, Song Yuan kept saying that he was superstitious about ghosts and gods, which was extremely absurd, but in the blink of an eye, he firmly believed in ghosts and gods.

Where is the integrity between people?

"Mr. Li, I heard from the two golden-armored gods in my dream that to cure the plague, we need the warm blood of a scholar named Li Xiuyuan as medicine. Swallow it with mixed water, and the disease will be cured immediately. It is precisely because I believed the words of those two golden-armored gods that I did such a foolish thing, otherwise I would dare to kill Mr. Li on trumped-up charges." Song Yuan said again.

When Li Xiuyuan heard this, his gaze immediately became sharper.

Those two golden-armored gods actually encouraged this Song Yuan to take his own blood?

I have an exquisite heart with seven apertures in my body, a drop of blood from my heart can increase the morality of ghosts and monsters for a hundred years, and a piece of heart and liver can increase their morality for a thousand years.

It seems that what Song Yuan dreamed about was not some god, but two passing demons entrusted his dream to deceive Song Yuan so that he could kill someone with a knife.

"Who are those two golden-armored gods who dreamed of?" Li Xiuyuan couldn't help guessing in his heart.

It seems that after killing more demons and ghosts, he will inevitably be targeted by some demons and ghosts. They may not be able to do it themselves, but they can deceive others to trust them and let them deal with them.

Song Yuan said at the moment: "This official was infected with the plague, Master Fu left me here, I didn't want to die here, so I was forced to do the absurd thing just now, Mr. Li, You have to be considerate of me, I'm still young and don't want to die." After speaking, he looked tearful again.

It's a pity not to sing during this face-changing effort.

"You dog official is really hateful. If you are sick, you have to take my young master's heart and blood to treat the disease. If my young master is cut open by you to take blood, how can you survive? Your own life is important, and the lives of others are not important." Young master, this dog official is so reckless about human life, I think it's better for Wu Fei to cut off his head." A guard next to him was filled with righteous indignation.

"Young Master, this Song Yuan's official should not be small. If he doesn't get rid of him today, he may come back in revenge in the future, and his subordinates don't mind keeping him." Xing Shan also said with a suppressed voice.

Li Xiuyuan frowned, caught in a dilemma.

Killing is naturally a pleasure, but if you want to kill, apart from this Song Yuan, dozens of soldiers here can't stay.

It is impossible to kill so many people without revealing the truth.

If you don't kill him, you will be in trouble. If Song Yuan doesn't retaliate in the future, he won't believe it if he is killed.

"Trouble." Li Xiuyuan thought to himself.

But when he was hesitating, suddenly a series of hearty laughter came from the sky.

"Swallowing a golden elixir into my stomach, my fate is up to me, my dear disciple, why bother with trivial matters, there is a teacher, so there is nothing to worry about."

"Ok?"

Everyone looked up in unison, only to see a thick white cloud floating quickly over the blue field in the distance. A Taoist in a Taoist robe, with a childlike face and bright eyes, stood on the white cloud with a whisk in his hand, looking far away. From a distance, this Taoist's indescribable demeanor of the immortal family makes people know that he is a master of Taoism at a glance, and they are awe-inspiring.

"Yes, yes, Immortal~!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

It was the first time they had seen someone come flying in the clouds, so what if it wasn't a god.

The blind Taoist flew to the sky above the City God's Temple, and then landed slowly, an indescribably strange fragrance permeated the air, as if entering a fairy palace or a treasure hall all at once.

"Master?" Li Xiuyuan froze for a moment, then looked up and down the blind Taoist.

The former Taoist who was wearing a shabby Taoist robe, was blind, and dressed as a fortune teller on the street, has changed a lot now. Not only is his eyes no longer blind, his hair is also completely white, and most importantly, the obscene temperament on his body has disappeared. Now, um, yes, that wretched feeling is gone.

It's as if the whole person has been reborn.

"Haha, good disciple, what's the matter, don't you recognize me as a teacher?" The blind man narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled.

"Master, I haven't seen you change for a few months." Li Xiuyuan said.

The blind Taoist said proudly; "How, the image of being a teacher, isn't it very elegant?"

"There is a demeanor of an expert, why does an expert have to have white hair?" Li Xiuyuan questioned.

"You don't understand, my disciple. This is called restrained energy and no leaks in the body. It is the same reason that the hair of a cultivator turns white and the head of a monk becomes bald. With the support of qi, the black hair will naturally turn white, just like the old man, but the old man's hair turns white because of the collapse of the qi, and the teacher's qi is restrained. Although the two are somewhat similar, they are The difference between cloud and mud."

The blind man explained solemnly.

"No wonder I met a Taoist before. He said that he became bald and stronger. It turned out to be reasonable." Li Xiuyuan said: "By the way, master, when did you come back?"

"Well, it's a long story. Some time ago, I was meditating for my teacher, and suddenly woke up from a dream. I counted my fingers, but I couldn't calculate anything. Of course, these are not important. Later, I will become a gold medal for my teacher." After Dan, he took a shower and left the teacher's gate. He hurried all the way, went back to the Taoist temple to sleep, then visited your father, had a fast meal, and then flew over Wangchuan Mountain , coming to Guobei City."

The blind man said.

"." Li Xiuyuan looked at him strangely.

Do you have to talk about bathing, sleeping, and eating?
The blind Taoist said again; "Well, to be precise, you probably came to Guo Beicheng two days ago. You also know that you can't calculate your position as a teacher, so you can only wait here for your return."

"Let's talk about trivial matters later, I will help you solve this matter before I talk about it."

"Wu Fei, pass the knife to my master. My master is a cultivator. Killing people should not be against the law." Li Xiuyuan said.

"Yes, young master."

Wu Fei walked over with a big knife in his hand: "Immortal Elder, knife~!"

The blind Taoist coughed twice: "Vulgar, poor Taoist is the kind of person who kills with a knife? Take it away quickly."

"Master, don't you want to help me solve my troubles?" Li Xiuyuan said; "Could it be that Master, you want to use your palm thunder to kill this Master Song?"

Palm Thunder?
Hearing this, Song Yuan trembled with fright.

I thought it was a Taoist priest of the immortal family, but I didn't expect that he was also a ruthless person.

"Disciple, can't you yell and kill at every turn? You are also a scholar. There are many ways to solve the problem, and you don't have to use the spell that hurts peace in the palm of the thunder." The blind Taoist said.

"Could it be that Master, you won't palm thunder even after you have cultivated the Golden Core Dao?" Li Xiuyuan looked at him suspiciously.

The blind Taoist laughed: "It's just a thunderbolt in the palm of your hand. It's so difficult for a poor Taoist to use it. Just take care of me, disciple."

After finishing speaking, he rolled up his Taoist robe, raised his palm, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder gathering in his palm.

He was about to raise his hand and drop it, but suddenly, the blind man flicked his sleeve, extinguishing the thunder in his palm, he shook his head and said: "You can't kill, you can't kill, the poor are already enlightened, how can you break the precept of killing? Son, you are really bad enough to encourage your master to kill someone."

"Master, if you don't kill him, the apprentice will have endless troubles in the future." Li Xiuyuan said.

"It's easy to handle, just let him forget what happened today." The blind Taoist said.

Li Xiuyuan asked: "How to forget?"

"Simple, just a night's sleep is enough."

After the blind man finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and it seemed that he had caught a cloud of sunlight in his hand, condensing and shining brightly.

Then he muttered something, and then stretched out his hand and shook it.

The sunlight in his hand immediately turned into firefly-like spots of light, strung around and flew into the bodies of the soldiers on the ground.

As soon as the light spot penetrated into his body, the soldier fell into a coma immediately.

(End of this chapter)