novelaction Chapter 357: Immortal Master of Immortality? You can only kill me with the Way of Heaven!
Chapter 357: Immortal Master of Immortality? You can only kill me with the Way of Heaven!
Chapter 357: Immortal Master of Immortality? You can only kill me with the Way of Heaven!
Wow!
The tumor burst open and four white-skinned people fell out.
But rather than saying that these four things are people, it would be more appropriate to say that they are human-shaped monsters.
Because the four weirdos have no facial features, and although their bodies are the same as humans, their gender characteristics cannot be seen.
"These guys..." Zhuge Qing said, "Why do they look a bit like that 'Wuxiang Zhenjun' in the painting?"
"Hmph, what True Lord Wuxiang? They are just a bunch of monsters." Zhang Wuling said disdainfully.
"Yes, that's right," Zhang Lingyu nodded in agreement. "A bunch of demons and monsters, how dare you commit evil in the name of my Taoist sect? You deserve to be punished by heaven!"
After the four faceless men came out, their limbs and bodies twisted strangely twice, as if they were trying to adapt.
How can I describe this scene? It's like looking at four shaking rice noodle rolls, funny yet a little weird.
Zhang Wuling pointed and said, "Leave these four to you. I'll go deal with the one in the sky."
"Okay!" said Zhang Lingyu and others.
After saying that, Zhang Wuling didn't hesitate and flew towards the big meatball.
"Sister Baoer, come on!"
Zhang Chulan and his companions also took action and rushed towards the four rice noodle rolls... the faceless people.
Zhang Wuling came to the big meatball and kicked it.
But unexpectedly, after kicking it, his foot sank directly into the ball of flesh.
"Hey, wanna suck me?"
As the Golden Light Curse began, Zhang Wuling stretched out his hands forward, and the yin and yang energies immediately wrapped around the big meatball.
"Go to me!"
After wrapping the meatball with Tai Chi Qi, Zhang Wuling turned around and twisted his waist, throwing it towards the distant mountain.
call out--
The big meatball hit the mountain, but it didn't explode. Instead, it bounced back very resiliently.
But it doesn’t matter. Zhang Wuling has already caught up, sword energy emanating from his fingertips, slashing towards the meat ball.
The meat ball finally moved, and the red heart inside trembled and flashed twice, emitting a dazzling red light, which deflected Zhang Wuling's sword energy.
Immediately afterwards, red light soared, and wisps of qi condensed into a human figure in the air.
Only the person:
He has a long beard and a flowing cloak, a golden crown on his head, and eyebrows as white as snow - he looks like an immortal!
Zhang Wuling immediately stopped and looked carefully. He actually smelled some strange scent from the other person.
It was hard to describe this aura, as he had never seen it before, but his intuition told him that it was dangerous.
It was really strange. He had met many strong people, but neither the old Taoist priest nor Feng Yunshan gave him this feeling.
It’s not that the old man in front of him is stronger than the old Taoist priest, but there is something inexplicable about him.
"There are many strange things in the world. I have broadened my horizons today!" Zhang Wuling muttered.
After the old man appeared, he slowly opened his eyes, and complex patterns flowed in his pupils, like shining golden flowers, mysterious and beautiful.
The old man opened his hands, and the ball of flesh quickly shrank, and finally turned into a red hydrangea, but it was covered with eyes, which looked a bit disgusting and scary.
Obviously, except for the missing part of his head, this old man is exactly the same as the "Immortal Master" in the hall before.
"Who are you?" the old man looked at Zhang Wuling and asked.
Zhang Wuling said calmly, "Feng Yao, who are you?"
"Feng Yao?" The old man's eyes flashed, "No, you are lying. This name does not match your destiny."
"Wow, you can even see the fate?" Zhang Wuling felt bored. It was a pity that he couldn't fool people.
It’s all Feng Yao’s fault. What a crappy name he chose. It’s so obvious!
The old man said, "It's just a matter of fate. I can see through it at a glance."
"Then you're pretty awesome."
"Because I am an immortal!"
Zhang Wuling laughed: "Immortal? This is the first time I've seen an immortal that eats people."
The old man heard this and said calmly, "Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as straw dogs. In my eyes, there is no difference between humans, livestock, and herbs. Humans can kill and slaughter, collect herbs to make elixirs, and vice versa, humans can also be killed. Human essence, blood, qi, and spirit are also precious medicines and can also be taken. In the eyes of immortals, there is no distinction, no good or evil. Humans are equal to plants, trees, and ants. Therefore... why can't those who eat humans be immortals?"
Zhang Wuling was stunned when he heard this. It was not because he thought what the old man said made sense, but because this guy actually started to discuss Taoism with him.
Is this a common problem among villains? They always like to export their values to others, hoping to change them.
Perhaps for the villains, physical annihilation does not make them feel happy. The more powerful the villains are, the more they naturally break away from this "low-level evil taste" and instead pursue higher enjoyment and pleasure.
To put it bluntly, rather than just destroying you physically, they might enjoy destroying you spiritually, ideologically, and in terms of values.
From a utilitarian point of view, instead of fighting with you and risking life and injury, it is better to persuade you with words. If you can brainwash you, not only can you resolve the risk without bloodshed, but you may also gain a strong "believer". It can be said to be a no-cost business.
Therefore, in essence, the villain does not die because of talking too much. The essence of struggle is that the strong defeats the weak. As long as the villain's strength or brainwashing ability is stronger than that of the good guy, the good guy will die.
Uh... In some cases, strong brainwashing ability is more important than strong physical strength, because if the other party can brainwash you, even if you are strong, you will become a knife in the hands of others.
After all, those who can fight may not necessarily be the boss, they may just be his lackeys.
So, it’s good to use words to fight, but you have to learn it!
But unfortunately, the old man used his words to trick the wrong person. If it was someone like Zhang Lingyu standing in front of him, he might have been able to deceive him.
But what kind of person is Zhang Wuling? To put it nicely, he is a scoundrel; to put it bluntly, he is a hooligan.
You want to reason with me? Do you think you're the boss?
Not to mention, the old man's remarks seemed extremely ridiculous to Zhang Wuling, and were purely evil and perverse.
If he had practiced Taoism for so many years and was still brainwashed by these words, the ancestors would have to come down and slap him in the face, curse him as a "evil creature", and then throw him back to be reborn (reincarnated).
Therefore, Zhang Wuling sneered disdainfully, saying, "You are spreading rumors to confuse the people. If you want to eat people, then eat them. If you admit that you are a demon, I will still respect you. But you have to preach such a disgusting theory, using human beings to represent heaven and being self-righteous."
Unexpectedly, the old man didn't get angry at all when he heard these words. He just held up the hydrangea in his hand and said, "Oh, since you think what I said is wrong, how about you give me some advice?"
"I know what you are thinking. You just want to eliminate the devil and defend the Way. But I can also tell you that no matter what means or magic you use, you can't kill me. You can only kill me with the Way of Heaven, not human magic."
"Stop talking nonsense and survive my thunderbolt first!"
Zhang Wuling instantly used the Qingwei Thunder Method, and the sky and the earth changed color, the wind rose and the clouds surged, and lightning snakes flew across the sky.
Boom!
With a thunderclap, the sky rumbled and struck the old man.