Chapter 145

After enjoying the beautiful scenery for a while, Li Xiandao and Xiao Qi entered the trading hall.

The old Taoist priest was looking at the contract for a long time.

Li Xiandao sat in his position and looked at him and said, "how are you thinking?"

The old Taoist looked at Li Xiandao seriously and said, "I'll sell you twenty years. You won't want me to kill people everywhere?"

Li Xiandao looked at the old Taoist, a man of practice, so afraid of killing people?

"Up to now, the number of people who kill is less than the number of his hands. He is not the one who is heinous. If you let me kill people everywhere, the old Taoist priest will be very embarrassed." The old Taoist said.

Li Xiandao was surprised and said, "the way of practice is one word, struggle!"

"If you don't kill people, how can you get here?" Li Xiandao is quite interested.

He knew that the old Taoist practiced the Changchun immortal method, but even if he practiced the Changchun immortal method, he could not kill less than ten people in ten thousand years.

On the road of practice, if you don't ask others for trouble, others will come to you, and you will be forced to do so.

The old Taoist priest said with a smile: "cultivation needs to be contested. The world is fighting for it, but I have taken a path of" letting go. "

"Let?" Li Xiandao looked at him suspiciously, and suddenly a terrible idea appeared in his mind.

This old Taoist is not Voldemort, is he?

With a smile, the old Taoist priest said: "borrowing from a famous monk's famous words, some people slander me, deceive me, insult me, laugh at me, despise me, despise me, hate me, cheat me, how to deal with it."

Li Xiandao confirmed that this is an old Voldemort.

"Just bear with him, let him, let him, avoid him, bear with him, respect him, ignore him, stay a few years, and you will see him." The old Taoist answered for himself.

Li Xian asked, "how many years later do you usually see him?"

The old Taoist thought about it carefully and said, "Lao Dao has seen countless people for more than ten thousand years. The wind, the scenery and the light are so cool and unrestrained that they fight for each other. In the end, a handful of loess is returned to heaven and earth. No one can remember the story."

"In ten thousand years, all the people who bullied me have died, and the people I avoided have died. I am still alive and can live for a long time. These twenty years are nothing to me. If you can really take me out and solve the problem of natural calamity, I am willing to sign." The old Taoist said seriously.

"Only request, don't let me kill more people. I don't like it." The old Taoist begged.

Li Xiandao looked at him and asked, "don't you like killing people, or don't like to put yourself in danger?"

"I don't like it. Lao Dao's favorite thing is to live a quiet life, cultivate my own way, and participate in my own Dharma. I'm still mine despite the vicissitudes of the outside world and the vicissitudes of time." The old Taoist firm way.

Dada!

Li Xiandao's slender fingers knocked on the table, making a clear sound, reverberating around. He looked at the old Taoist priest, and was very sure that he was a very extreme Voldemort.

Besides, he's still the kind of Voldemort who doesn't have much attack power.

Maybe he has a very strong strength. He doesn't want to fight. He just wants to spend time killing the enemy.

Because as time goes by, the stronger he will come, and the enemy will die.

Over the past ten thousand years, countless enemies have come and gone, and the Taoist priest has witnessed many of them. So far, he has been used to this method of dealing with affairs.

I won't hit you!

I'll spend it with you!

Then when you can't use me, I'm going to your grave and pour you a glass of wine.

The enemy may have forgotten the old Taoist priest for a long time, but the old Taoist priest can remember.

"I promise you, I will not let you kill more people. I will only let you carry out the task. If you can not kill people, you will not kill them. You only need to complete my task." Li Xiandao nodded.

The old Taoist priest said with satisfaction, "then I can sign."

Brush!

The old Taoist wrote down his name neatly, and Li Xiandao frowned.

"You call the Taoist priest?" Li Xiandao asked.

"I forgot my name." The old Taoist looked at Li Xiandao awkwardly.

Li Xiandao frowned and said, "that's ok if you press the fingerprint."

The Taoist priest pressed his fingerprints.

Li Xiandao was satisfied with this, put the contract away and handed it to Xiao Qi.

"What are we going to do next?" The old Taoist asked Li Xiandao.

"Go back and wait for a while. When we leave the wasteland, we'll call on you. Then you can leave without plundering." Li Xiandao waved and said.

"I'm going back?" The old Taoist was surprised.

"Yes, we'll probably stay in the wasteland for a while, but it won't be long, so you can wait." Li Xiandao nodded.

"Then I'll go back." The old Taoist always feels cheated. Is this too simple?

Li Xiandao and Xiao Qi watched him leave."Just natural calamity, will let a constant sand realm master worry?" Xiao Qi is puzzled.

Li Xiandao said with a smile: "if he goes all out, even if he is injured, he can get through."

"But it's a pity that he lived a life without wind, rain and fight. He was extremely insipid. He had no desire to fight, and he didn't have the determination to fight to death. In the face of things, his first thought was that I would kill him. As long as I lived long, as long as I escaped quickly, the disaster would not catch up with me." Li Xiandao knows the old Taoist's mentality very well.

I'm afraid

Or steady!

It's too steady.

It should have been overdone.

But he can't. He has been like this all the time. Even now he has the ability, he can't show it several times.

Anyway, I can live, and you can't live me, so I'll give you a break for a while, and I'll still be there when you burp my fart.

"Such a character should not help us a lot." Xiao Qi frowned. Before, he thought the old Taoist was a treasure, but now it looks like a big face treasure!

Li Xiandao shook his head and said, "don't you think he's very interesting?"

"Interesting what?" Xiao Qi frowns and looks at Li Xiandao.

"A man who has lived his whole life and entered my Tiandi bank is obviously the most powerful person except me, but he is more cautious than anyone else. He is not obsessed with this, but completely lost in his own character." Li Xiandao smiles.

"What would you do if I gave him a very dangerous character, a cruel task, and he had to go?" Li Xiandao's mouth was warped. He wanted to see the old Taoist change himself.

Xiao Qi's brows stretched out and nodded: "what you said is still reasonable. Let's wait and see. "

Li Xiandao was just about to go to the inheritance hall and chat with the dead ghosts. The voice of Tianxin monk's doubts came.

"Master, you asked us to collect the debt. These days, I have completely cleared the debt problem in my hand, and Lucifer has also cleared up. Only the moon Angel Ursula has encountered a difficult contract." Tianxin monk communicates with Li Xiandao.

"What's the tricky thing?" Li Xiandao asked.

"The host of the contract is dead, and we can't get compensation for breach of contract." On the moon, the voice of Queen ursuna rings.

Li Xiandao looks at Xiao Qi.

"No way. If the host dies, the contract will be automatically scrapped." Xiao Qi shakes his head and says firmly.

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