Filial Piety

Chapter 55 Filial Piety

"Master!" Zhao Qi got up from the ground and wanted to get closer, but was frightened by the terrifying look and took two steps back. His voice trembled, "Master, I, I...how can I put you... you--"

Then he was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened: "Master, have you succeeded in cultivation!? You have cultivated and become immortal!? You have become an immortal!?"

The monster stood there, shaking its head vigorously, as if it was not yet fully awake. His face was distorted, and the muscles all over his body were trembling and spasming, as if Zeng Jianqiu's originally strong and tall body could not accommodate the contents of his body and was about to be stretched out of shape.

"How... did you find... me...?"

He raised his head suddenly, and a large piece of skin on his neck was torn off in an instant, and the muscles underneath suddenly bulged out from the wound like something that couldn't be held. But this seemed to make him feel more comfortable. He moved his head left and right again, and the skin from his neck to his shoulders made a cracking sound, and was stretched into pink-white muscles and swollen blood vessels wrapped around them, bunches one by one. squeezed out.

"It feels so uncomfortable...ah, it feels so uncomfortable..."

"It's really you, Master...Master, our mountain is all scattered, everyone is gone! I saw your immortal lamp went out, so I came down to look for you!" Zhao Qi stared at him, his lips trembling, but His voice became more and more excited, "Master, what have you accomplished in your cultivation? Lord Stove Lord? Master, have you really accomplished your immortality method?"

The monster took a deep breath, made a low "hmm" sound, and then turned its face to both sides: "This is...um...the formation you created?"

"Yes, yes, Master, we are here now! I have been looking for you all the way to practice the magic of our Ranshan Sect with the talismans you refined. You see, I have become a master now! Haha, let me tell you, Master, If you had given me a few more talisman papers to practice with before, I wouldn’t have had to be scolded all the time—"

"You stupid thing! That talisman paper... how many have you used up?!" He seemed to have completely recovered his consciousness. When he shouted, a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, but his voice was no longer hoarse, "There are still some left. How many?"

Zhao Qi was so scolded that he stopped talking and said timidly: "There are still a hundred or so pieces left..."

When he saw the monster's eyelids suddenly shrinking and his eyes almost falling out, he quickly took a step back and bowed his shoulders: "Master, don't be angry. I, I have accepted a disciple, and I have accepted a disciple for you. Master, you have become an immortal. We will become a major sect in the future. I will learn more from you and practice more...Jiye, Jiye! Come and see your master. Do you see that your master has become an immortal? !”

Zhao Qi turned his head and looked around a few times, then hurriedly took a step to the side and turned sideways, asking Li Wuxiang to emerge from behind him.

Li Wuxiang stood still, looking calmly at the monster not far away...Zhao Puppet.

Zhao Pup also looked at him with his eyes that were about to prolapse. He was stunned for a moment, his nose twitched again, and he suddenly roared, raised his hand and shot Li Wuxiang with a sword. Zhao Qi was so frightened that he quickly stood in front of him: "Master, master, this is my disciple and your disciple that I told you. Master, please don't do anything!"

The small sword stopped in front of him again, as if it was lifted in the air by some supernatural force, and the connected line collapsed straight.

"Your...apprentice?" Zhao Puppet's face was extremely distorted, and it was impossible to tell what his expression was. But his voice became calmer, "Oh, my disciple. Well, now that you are successful, you can also take on a disciple. My good disciple, tell me, where did you take on this disciple?"

Zhao Qi breathed a sigh of relief and gasped in fright at the sword: "I...I, didn't I come here to find you? I remembered that Lord Zhenzhao Zao came to ask. I thought you were gone, Master, so I was wondering if I could Asked Master where you are, I can give him a good burial... Bah, Master, of course you won't die after you become an immortal - you need a human weapon to set up the formation. I originally wanted to use him, but it turned out that his qualifications are really too good. Being filial and honest, I will..."

"Hahahahahahahahaha!" Zhao Puppet looked up to the sky and laughed, "What a filial and honest person! Hahahahahahaha!"

Zhao Qi laughed so hard that he couldn't help but shrink back again: "...Master?"

"You stupid thing...how could you be so stupid?" Zhao Puppet raised his face and took a deep breath. His chest immediately swelled like the rising tide. "It's uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable...Stupid disciple, I am my teacher So I left you on the mountain because although you are stupid, you are still a little filial, unlike your fellow brothers! Okay, okay, since you are so filial, you should fulfill your filial piety as a teacher! "

Zhao Qi was stunned for a moment and was about to speak. But the next moment he found that the small sword on his chest was missing - the straight sword line protruded from his chest.

In disbelief, he wanted to raise his hand to feel if the little sword was behind his back, but Zhao Puppet pulled hard, and he screamed "ah" and was pulled away like a kite. He still wanted to call "Master, spare my life", but the small sword that was pulled into his body was already swimming under his skin——

A piece of bloody human skin was pulled in front of Zhao Puppet by the sword wire, and a bloody, skinned human figure fell to the ground, screaming and howling, rolling crazily - "Master!!"

The human skin seemed to have been blown by a big breath, and it suddenly swelled up with a bang. Zeng Jianqiu's body fell to the ground with a thud. The swollen human skin stretched and squirmed, and slowly transformed into Zhao Qi with slanted eyes and crooked mouth, covered in blood.

"I feel comfortable, ah, I feel comfortable now..." Zhao Puppet stretched out for a long time, then pulled his hand on the top of his head, and immediately pulled down most of his loose hair, "My golden knot, you Is it satisfactory? Shut up, you idiot!"

He suddenly raised his foot and kicked, and Zhao Qi, who was still howling miserably, was kicked by an invisible force and flew into the air with a bang. Then Li Wuxiang saw a transparent ripple in the air, and Zhao Qi's skinless corpse looked like It smashed into something, paused in mid-air, and suddenly fell in front of him.

He sighed, took out the knife from his waist, and inserted it into Zhao Qi's head. The screams stopped immediately.

"I don't like him as a person. I think he's smart and moody." Li Wuxiang pulled out the knife, "But since you are such a master, I sympathize with him. You know, I even thought of him before. This guy isn’t particularly bad—he really wants to collect your body.”

He turned and looked in the direction of the door again. A group of town soldiers gathered at the door, armed with swords, guns and clubs. Their faces were full of fear, but they seemed to be so frightened that they forgot to escape. He shouted: "Let's go! Let's disperse! Tell the Master to run for his life!"

Only then did they tremble all over as if waking up from a dream, burst into screams, and ran away immediately.

Zhao Puppet stared at him motionless for a while, his chest rising and falling slightly, the air surging in his skin, and he made a harsh and strange sound: "You are not an external evil."