CH 110.3

These words quickly came into Bai Lixin and Dijia’s eyes.

They finally got the answer to everything.

Why raise evil spirits?

Cultivator Qinglian originally believed in Taoism. If faith existed, she might have been able to achieve positive results, according to what Xian Gu said.

But she encountered a problem.

First, the king of the ancient Qing Dynasty converted the country to other religions. This had a devastating effect on the Qinglian Temple.

After that, they experienced historical changes in which the new generation believed in knowledge and power. Many Taoist temples, including the Qinglian Temple, have gradually become deserted.

Because of this, the believers’ faith was not enough for cultivator Qinglian to complete her ascent.

Cultivator Qinglian came to this conclusion, and she found her own method to complete her ascension.

So she went with “Demon Elimination and Subjugation”.

Evil spirits were bred on purpose, and it was no coincidence that Lord Li, Feng Gu, Taoist Qing, and the black and white fox appeared.

He thought about the painting they had found today. In the small corner of the painting, although it was very small, he saw someone holding a portrait.

The portrait was unfolded, and it was the image of the Taoist in white.

He just felt a little curious when he saw it earlier. If the two sudden fires had something in common, it was that they both broke out all of a sudden. Second, every time the fire broke out, there was a portrait of Cultivator Qinglian.

Twenty years ago, the fire in the Liu family and then the fire in the Taoist temple were malicious, and this might have been the seed Cultivator Qinglian planted.

Bai Lixin knew that there were two fires. If cultivator Qinglian was cultivating gu to create a gu king, wouldn’t there be other fires?

Bai Lixin stared at the little Taoist in front of him and his voice became oppressive, “Have there been any fires that suddenly occurred in Fengcheng or the towns near it ?”

The little Taoist was frightened by Bai Lixin’s expression. He pursed his lips and thought carefully, “It seems that there is. Boss Huang in the town said that his house caught fire, and that was why he moved to Fengcheng. ”

“There is also Boss Bai. He was doing well in Gujing at that time, but a fire suddenly burned the members of the theatrical troupe, so he moved here.”

“Is there anything strange? Why are you suddenly asking this question?”

Bai Lixin’s face became even more solemn, and the little Taoist looked at him with fear. “Your complexion doesn’t look good. Are you feeling unwell?”

Bai Lixin: “Do they all have portraits of Cultivator Qinglian in their homes?”

The little Taoist priest’s face changed slightly, but he shook his head: “Ah, I don’t know. I haven’t personally received these people, but I don’t think so. What happened? Why do you ask?”

Bai Lixin remained silent, but his gloomy eyes had explained everything.

As expected, since she was raising gu, she had to cast a wide net, gather all possible degenerates together, and keep fermenting until the king appeared.

From the beginning, cultivator Qinglian just talked to the black and white fox, but how could oral persuasion be useful?

She has been waiting for the evil immortal to appear.

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In the live broadcast room.

[What does God Xin mean by asking? Shit, it’s not like that, is it? Just thinking about it leaves me in fear!]

[Although I don’t know what you have guessed, shouldn’t this half-immortal be called a half-demon?

[God Xin specifically asked if there was a portrait of the Taoist in white in the house that caught fire. There was a picture of a Taoist in white that day the Taoist temple caught fire. And when God Xin was looking at the painting earlier, the camera gave him a close-up view. It seems that there was a portrait of the Taoist in white in the painting.]

[Shit, there’s a portrait of Cultivator Qinglian in every place that caught fire? Is it a coincidence?]

[This can’t be called a coincidence, can it?]

[I bet on it. I know that this copy can’t end like this. This two-level reversal is my limit. It turns out that the half immortals have been breeding “gu” in order to ascend after killing the black and white fox.]

[Oh, this half immortal has killed so many people. Shouldn’t he have fallen off the righteous path already?]

[Perhaps he was careful and always found a substitute whenever he started a fire. For example, in the Liu family, Lord Li and his wife were the substitute arsonists. In the Taoist temple, the black and white fox was the substitute. He will not be punished because everyone has already taken the blame for him.]

[Shit, that’s more insidious. You hurt me, and I will help you count the money. A ghost is not as cruel as he is. How can he still have a compassionate and pitiful look on his face?]

[Maybe it is because he is so insidious that he is only half immortal? Maybe he would have already become immortal from that time in the ancient Qing dynasty. Everyone else became immortal, leaving him behind like a crane tail.]

[Tsk, tsk] What you said is quite reasonable.]

[At this point, the black and white fox has been played. Compared with the black and white fox and Taoist Qing, Feng Gu is so different. She also harbored hatred, but while one became hypocritical and the other became a killing demon, Feng Gu not only stabilized herself but also saved so many people secretly.]

[Yes, she is like a living Bodhisattva, isn’t she? Worthy of being a heroine among women. She is great!]

[Ahem, well, there are heroes among men. Look at God Xin and the big boss.]

[Mm-hmm. They are all awesome.]

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Bai Lixin took a deep breath and returned the pamphlet to the little Taoist priest, and then said: “Thank you. There is one more thing. ”

Seeing that Bai Lixin’s expression had become calm again, the little Taoist priest took a deep breath, and asked in a low voice. “What else?”

“Cultivator Qinglian, the Taoist priest in white, gave me a dream.” Bai Lixin’s eyes had a hint of sarcasm as he spoke, “He said the black and white fox that had become an evil immortal had to be killed, and that he had put a magic weapon in your place. He asked me to come and fetch it.”

The little Taoist suddenly shot up from the stool and stared at Bai Lixin in shock, “You are the one chosen by heaven!”

“It’s true that heaven pays the man who has spirit! I finally found you!”

Bai Lixin waved his hand and motioned for the little Taoist to sit down: “You have been looking for me?”

At his roar, the crowd around him threw curious looks at the little Taoist priest.

The little Taoist priest blushed and quickly sat down. He took a book to cover his face and said in a low voice, “Not long ago, I received a dream from the patriarch. He told me that someone would come and ask me for the magic weapon. He also said that he would perish after the war. I cried for a long time when I woke up from my dream. ”

“I was afraid of losing it, so I always kept it with me. Wait, I’ll take it out for you.”

With that, he walked to the cabinet beside the wall, opened a drawer, and took out a painting from it.

The little Taoist lowered his voice and spiked mysteriously as he put the painting into Bai Lixin’s hand: “The patriarch said you will understand when I give you the painting. My master made this painting with painstaking efforts.”

“In addition,” the little Taoist put the box in his other hand into Bai Lixin’s arms. “This is for you. Although it may not be as good as the master’s, it’s the thought that works. Maybe it will be useful when the time comes!”

Bai Lixin opened the box and took a look. It was stuffed with yellow amulets, props, and a handful of soybeans.

The little Taoist was afraid that Bai Lixin wouldn’t understand, so he explained: “You can’t underestimate that handful of soybeans. Taoism is proficient in Xuanhuang, which is used to spread beans into soldiers.”

“If you don’t know how to use them, you can give them to the patriarch. He will certainly know how to use them.”

Bai Lixin: “…”

Little brother, do you even know how to throw beans to become soldiers?

Bai Lixin didn’t say much, but put the talisman back into the box and threw a silver coin to the little Taoist before he left.

When Bai Lixin and Dijia walked away, the Taoist priest beside him pulled down his small round glasses and clicked his tongue. “I didn’t expect it, little guy.”

“I thought you were a white rabbit, but I didn’t think you were pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.”

The Taoist stared at the silver coin in the little Taoist’s hand, and his eyes were full of envy. ” You can work till you sweat blood but not have as much money.” You can really fool yourself, pretending to be a mysterious master. Tsk tsk tsk.”

“In the Yangtze River, the waves behind push the waves ahead, killing them on the beach.”

The little Taoist quickly put the silver coin into his pocket and said, “No, no, what I said was all true!”

I am wronged! You misunderstood!

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In the live broadcast room.

[A high level of deception can deceive even oneself.]

[Hahaha, God Xin saw it when he opened the box just now. The talisman was painted like an earthworm. Can it work?]

[Hahaha, I think it works. Getting the other party killed is also a skill.]

[Hahaha, dead.]

[What’s in the painting? I’m so curious.]

[I’m betting it’s a portrait of a Taoist in white!]

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When Bai Lixin and Dijia got home, they opened the painting.

There was not much in the painting; it was a landscape that slowly changed from a snow mountain to a Taoist temple.

This was a portrait of the Taoist temple. In the sky of the Taoist temple were huge white clouds and a white-clad Taoist. The robes were elegant, and they fluttered in the wind.

He was in a standard immortal pose, and there was a look of compassion on his face.

In the front courtyard of the Taoist Temple were five dragon pillars, each with a chain.

The five dragon pillars formed a circle. In the middle of the dragon pillars were chains tied around an iron cage.

This was the decisive battle ground that Cultivator Qinglian had chosen.

It seems that Cultivator Qinglian wanted the black and white fox to be lured into the painting, and then kill it by relying on the home court privilege of the painting.

Bai Lixin thought for a moment and handed the scroll to Dijia. “You should take this painting far away. I will first consult Xian Gu about the rules of the world in the painting.”

The countdown was getting closer and closer, and Dijia accepted it without question.

He gently stroked and touched Bai Lixin’s hair, and his voice was full of tenderness.

“Although you are very strong,” Dijia lowered his head and put his forehead against Bai Lixin’s, “you forget that you still have me.”

“To dominate the world is not as good as joining forces, is it?”

“You are right,” Bai Lixin said with a twinkle in his eyes.

When Dijia got far away, Bai Lixin opened Xian Gu’s painting and lit the rhinoceros horn incense.

As the white smoke curled up, a graceful woman appeared before him.

The woman was charming and extremely tactful. She said, ” Husband!”

Bai Lixin hurriedly interrupted, “Ahem.”

The enchanting woman suddenly stopped, looked at Bai Lixin blankly, and then said with a long face, “Why is it you?”

Yes, I like handsome men, but I only like those I can get!

Ahem, except for Liu Changfeng.

Bai Lixin: “I just want to ask you something.”