Chapter 8 The hatred of the previous life
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At this time, Zhao Hen, who was hiding behind a big tree, had already changed into a set of bandits' clothes and walked into the bandits' group.
"Okay, since you can't hide from that great immortal, I'll pull you out." After saying that, the Taoist priest opened his spiritual sense and began to search around, but he still found nothing. However, the Taoist priest was not discouraged, and then immediately looked around the mist with the sky eye technique. However, after a while, he did not find any spiritual things appearing nearby.
If it is a mortal, it is impossible for him to have such agility. Even if he is a great martial arts, it is absolutely impossible for him to be faster than a monk. Therefore, this is not within his consideration. But if the person who attacked him was not a mortal, how could there be no spiritual energy in his body? After analyzing this, a terrible thought flashed through the Taoist mind.
The only explanation now is that the person who attacked him is a cultivator with a much higher cultivation level than him, and he can use special magic to conceal his spiritual consciousness and the investigation of the Heavenly Eye Technique.
At this moment, the Taoist priest couldn't help but start to sweat on his forehead. If things were really as he thought, then he would be in danger today. Thinking of this, the Taoist priest's arrogant figure could not help but lower his height by eight points. "I don't know which senior you offended. If you have any disrespect, please show up and see him. I'm going to apologize to him!"
It would be fine if he didn't say it, but as soon as he said this, all the bandits here suddenly became uneasy. Even the great immortal, who wanted to call seniors, could they be able to compete with them? Now even the bandit leader Hei Xin was so scared that he shivered.
After they were terrified and waited for a few hours, no one appeared, and the Taoist priest finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as the Taoist priest was relieved, something suddenly hit his back. The Taoist priest was so scared that he trembled and knelt on the ground, his face pale and kowtowed. But when he looked up and saw clearly that the one hit his back was a thin bandit. He kicked the bandit to the ground with anger and stared at the bandit with a cold look. All the anger just now was all over the thin bandit, and the bandits around him also sighed in disgrace for the guy who angered the immortal. However, the Taoist priest did not notice the smile that flashed on the face of the bandit who was kicked down by himself.
"Dog guy, how dare I scare this immortal? I won't chop off your dog's head." As he said that, the Taoist priest walked up to the thin bandit who was kicked down by him. At this moment, he was angry. The immortal's face was indifferent by this guy, so how could he let him go easily?
"Great immortal, please spare your life... the little one... the little one is afraid, so he accidentally offended the big immortal." The thin bandit looked at the Taoist priest's footsteps tremblingly, and then hurriedly kowtowed and begged for mercy. "The little one... the little one is still an eighty-year-old mother to raise. Please forgive the little one's life outside the Dharma. The little one kowtowed to you..."
"Give you aside? Do you have any money? If you don't have money, you will die!" The Taoist priest walked to the thin bandit and pulled him up with his right hand, raised his left hand and wanted to kill the hateful guy in front of him with one palm, but before he could slap his palm, he was pierced by a dagger.
"You...who are you..." The Taoist priest's mouth twitched, and he stood unsteadily and fell to the ground with a bang after the thin bandit let go.
"I'm the one who wants you to die!" The Taoist priest would never have thought that the person in front of him was Zhao Hen who had sneaked into attacking him.
He looked at the person in front of him with fear and crawled involuntarily. At this moment, he understood who the person in front of him was. "Please give me a way out, I will give you whatever you want."
The thin bandit looked at the Taoist priest who was weak and crawling backward in a meaningful cold voice, "Give you aside? Do you have white silver? If you don't have silver, you will die." At this moment, Zhao Hen also began to learn from the Taoist priest's beginning to be proud.
"Yes...I have. As long as you let me go, these are all yours...all yours..." As he said that, the Taoist trembled with one hand and took out all the bloody silver notes in his arms and handed them to Heng tremblely.
Zhao Hen took the silver note and shook the blood left by the Taoist priest on it. He looked at the trembling Taoist priest hiding beside a big tree and laughed and said, "It's mine if you kill you."
"You...you can't kill me." The Taoist priest seemed to suddenly think of something, and he suddenly began to feel confident in his words. "I am a disciple of Lingyan Palace. If you kill me, my master will definitely avenge me."
"Master? Will your master seek revenge for a disciple like you, a low-cultivation?" Zhao Hen's face, which was so sweet that his smile became cold when he heard it, "Even if I kill you now, I'm afraid they won't even frown their eyebrows."
When the Taoist heard this, the last glimmer of hope in his heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He originally wanted to intimidate Zhao Hen and let him let him go, but unexpectedly, he angered him. At this moment, the Taoist even said in a crying voice, "What kind of hatred do I have with you? Why do you have to die?"
"What kind of hatred? Then I tell you, this is the hatred of the previous life." After Zhao Hen said that, he pulled out the dagger from the Taoist priest's chest, injected a soul power into the dagger and stabbed it into the Taoist priest's forehead. The Taoist priest wanted to ask something, but Zhao Hen took his life without waiting for him to speak.
Looking at the Taoist priest Zhao Hen who fell to the ground and died, he breathed a sigh of relief. The reason why Zhao Hen had to kill this Taoist priest was because he was the fifth level of Qi Refining Cultivation Cultivation who humiliated Zi Yanran in his previous life and caused Zi Yanran to commit suicide. Now Zhao Hen killed him is avenged the revenge in his previous life, so even if he killed him, Zhao Hen, it was natural.
The reason why the Taoist priest did not discover Zhao Hen using his spiritual sense and the Heavenly Eye Technique was that Zhao Hen had his meridians completely cut off and did not store any spiritual energy in his body, so it was absolutely impossible for him to find that Zhao Hen was the one who attacked him.
As for the reason why Zhao Hen did not rush up to destroy the Taoist priest immediately, there were two reasons. First, his strength was not 100% sure that he could defeat this Taoist priest, and once the Taoist priest had something like a talisman, he could not beat him at all. Even if he used the method of thinking to pull the monk, he could not shake the monk with super strong mental power. Zhao Hen used thinking to pull the Tianhu before because Tianhu was just a mortal, and the mental power of the mortal cannot be compared with the monk. If it were Zhao Hen in his previous life, he might immediately appear and rush up to fight the Taoist priest for 300 rounds, but Zhao Hen in this life would never act rashly. Second, no matter who wins or loses, they must die more people. The more people they die, it means that the more blood supply is needed to refine the soul, and the premise is that he is still alive. Therefore, under the influence of these two conditions, Zhao Hen had to wait for the opportunity.
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Chapter completed!