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Xiang Tiancheng was a little dazed, a strange Taoist actually possessed more than one forbidden weapon, and the other party always gave him a mysterious feeling. Now his spiritual consciousness is many times stronger than that of monks of the same level, but if he wants to see through the other party, it will be dwarfed by comparison.
What made him intolerable the most was that the other party only said one word. And that smirk on his face didn't match his appearance.
The middle-aged Taoist priest came over, approached Xiang Tiancheng, sometimes pinched his shoulders, sometimes pinched his leg bones, and even tapped lightly from time to time, with a very rich expression on his face, as if looking at an antique.
"What are you doing? I don't like that."
Xiang Tiancheng snorted coldly, he knew that the other party was checking his roots, and the other party must have seen something.
However, here is the wilderness, and there is no human habitation at all. There is only a bad temple not far away. The wind and rain are precarious, and it seems that it will collapse at any time.
In such a place, he was really afraid that this handsome Taoist would mess around.
"go!"
The Taoist jumped away slightly, and looked at Xiang Tiancheng in disgust.
Then he said: "Odd!" He shook his head as he spoke, and looked around Xiang Tiancheng again.
His eyes became more and more intense, trying to see through Xiang Tiancheng's dantian.
However, he shook his head in the end, because he only saw a piece of bright gold, which was very dazzling, and he couldn't see anything else.
Seeing the Taoist priest shaking his head, he stretched out his hand and groped on him again.
Xiang Tiancheng had an urge to scold his mother. This was a bad start, and he was "touched" by a man. He just wanted to break free at this moment, and trampled on the other's face fiercely, leaving a huge shoe print.
"Strange!"
The Taoist priest ignored Xiang Tiancheng, sighed, and continued to grope.
"It's strange, uncle, what do you want to do?"
Xiang Tiancheng's back molars were almost crushed, and he wished he could instantly regain his former strength, and slap the Taoist priest away with a slap.
"precious!"
The Taoist priest had a smile on his face, his eyes were narrowed into slits, and his big mouth almost reached the ears, almost drooling.
Even so, it still cannot hide its handsome appearance.
However, from Xiang Tiancheng's point of view, this was extremely lowly, obscene to the limit.
"I am a cultivator who recognizes Tibet, what treasures can I have? Don't waste your time."
Xiang Tiancheng bared his teeth and said viciously.
"Pack!"
The Taoist took a deep look at Xiang Tiancheng, his eyes full of disbelief.
Then, he groped again.
Xiang Tiancheng was furious, "I"
He couldn't bear it anymore, and directly turned on the state of swearing. He couldn't remember how long he hadn't lost his composure like this, which was seriously inconsistent with his experience.
"Huh"
The Taoist gave a light snort, stared at the ring on Xiang Tiancheng's hand with a smile, wiped it off after three strokes, and couldn't wait to open it.
"There are a lot of gold coins in there, take them if you like, and let me go first."
Xiang Tiancheng is really out of luck, it's too unlucky, he met such a master at the beginning of his training, and he recited it a little bit.
The Taoist didn't pay attention to Xiang Tiancheng at all, but his face was full of contempt, and he shook his head looking at him.
He seemed to be saying again, how many gold coins do you care about? I also underestimate Daoist too.
Xiang Tiancheng also understood that the other party had more than one forbidden weapon, and mere gold coins could not enter his eyes at all. Even the interspatial ring given to him by His Highness the Third Highness is equivalent to rubbish to a Taoist priest, not worth mentioning at all.
However, Xiang Tiancheng really has nothing on his body, except for this ring, there are only some gold coins that he can afford.
Soon, the Taoist priest opened the ring easily, which is difficult for ordinary people. But for a Taoist priest who can control even forbidden weapons, it is completely pediatrics.
"Shua la la"
The Taoist shook his hand back and poured out all the contents of the ring.
The other party directly ignored the gold coins, clothes, some dry food prepared for her by Uncle He, and some medicines given to him by Yaowanglou.
Xiang Tiancheng's heart jumped suddenly, because the other party picked up some papers, but he was a little careless and forgot about it. On these papers are some commonly used prescriptions that he wrote down.
However, these prescriptions are not treasures to him, and he doesn't care if the other party wants them.
"Wonderful!"
The Taoist priest took a few sheets of paper, just glanced at them, then stood up with a "thump", whispered, and looked at Xiang Tiancheng meaningfully, and then continued to read.
"This this this this is"
Suddenly, the Taoist priest's complexion changed drastically, his face was red, his neck was thick, his eyes were like copper bells, his breathing was short of breath, and his hand holding the paper couldn't help shaking.
Xiang Tiancheng's heart was shocked, because the first form of the Thirteen Forms of Killing Heaven was recorded on that piece of paper, which should not have appeared in his ring.
When he saw the wrinkled paper and the oil stains on it, he immediately understood. It must be that Uncle He didn't see the power of the Thirteen Heaven Killing Styles, so he thought it was waste paper and helped him pack dry food.
"Youyoubaibaibai, prodigal son."
The Taoist gave Xiang Tiancheng a look that hated iron and steel, shook off the residue of dry food on it, and said with gritted teeth.
"Are you stuttering?"
Xiang Tiancheng was dumbfounded, and looked at the Taoist priest in disbelief.
"you¡¡"
The Taoist knew he had lost his composure, but it was too late to react.
But these are not important, the eyesight of Taoist priests is not comparable to that of everyone in Tianxu City. Those people only know that the Thirteen Heaven Killing Styles are very powerful and are treasures, but the extent of their preciousness is beyond their imagination.
But the Taoist priests are different, obviously seeing how terrifying the Thirteen Heaven-Slaying Styles are, let alone priceless, they can be called prices.
"This this is, is yours?"
The Taoist pointed to the paper of the Heaven Killing Thirteen Styles and asked in disbelief.
"Hahaha Don't pretend to be cool if you are stuttering, and still say a word? What are you pretending to be? No one will laugh at you Hahaha"
Xiang Tiancheng was finally able to humiliate the Taoist priest for a while, and couldn't help laughing, feeling that the depression in his heart suddenly became much more enjoyable.
"Nono, no, nodon't laugh."
The Taoist priest was already blushing and had a thick neck, but now his face was even redder, and he rushed forward and grabbed Xiang Tiancheng's neck.
Xiang Tiancheng was horrified, how powerful the opponent was, he was about to suffocate as soon as he made a move, and the heavenly hegemony was useless.
He hastily said, "Don't speak up if you have something to say, the sanshou is not complete, so don't be impulsive."
His life is now in the hands of the Taoist priest. If he annoys the other party, he will be courting death.
The Taoist also realized that his shot was heavy, so he hurriedly let go of his hands, untied Xiang Tiancheng, pointed to the paper, and motioned him to say the complete thirteen moves of killing the sky.
"This is my truth, and I know it completely. But, now that you are strong and I am weak, do you think I will say it? If you kill me, who shall I talk to?"
Xiang Tiancheng subconsciously stepped back a few steps and said solemnly.
This is his only guarantee, and he must not say it lightly. If he doesn't even understand this, wouldn't he be in vain?
The Taoist cast another contemptuous look, as if to say again: "The Taoist master is Wei Guangzheng, and he will never do such nasty things."
"You see, I'm useless, unless you let me go first, come to me ten years later, and I'll tell you."
Xiang Tiancheng knew it was impossible, but he had been so angry before, and now he couldn't find a way to vent his anger, which was too much of a disadvantage.
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