Volume 1: The Great Tribulation of Longhan Chapter 48 Is this possible?
In the southwest sand sea, the violent wind dissipated and the domineering sand became quiet.
Taoist Yuchen recalled the Qingping Sword, and Lingxiao's sword intent was also put away.
He took a step forward and was about to continue walking south.
Suddenly there was a loud bang and the earth shook. Taoist Yuchen stood still and was silent for a while.
He turned and walked east.
The journey to the southwest ends here. The weather is sunny and windy in the east, which is a good place to practice swordplay.
At least, there should be no earthquake.
Taoist Yuchen made up his mind and quickened his pace.
In a valley, two figures appeared.
The old man's breathing was unstable, and the golden cup in his palm was dim. It was obvious that both he and his spiritual treasure were seriously injured.
The Taoist priest in blood-stained robes leaned on the ground with his sword in both hands, his hair and robes were disheveled, and his injuries... were not serious?
The old man who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and regulating his breathing was speechless at this moment.
He could feel that the most condensed ray of calamity on the Blood-Clothed Taoist was slowly dissipating, and a knot of cause and effect was quietly untied.
"Is this possible?" The old man really didn't expect this.
He knew that the Blood-Clothed Taoist was plagued by karma and calamity.
So he just wanted to use the Blood-Clothed Taoist to recruit some ferocious beasts for him, oh no, magical beasts.
After using it
I didn’t expect that the Blood-Clothed Taoist would be so unlucky. He attracted many magical beasts, but in the end he attracted the Supreme Demon!
The old man helped the Blood-Clothed Taoist to protect himself from disaster for no reason.
Yes, to ward off disaster.
Originally, if the old man had not sought out the Taoist priest in Blood Robe, he would have definitely been shot after completing his research on Blood Robe.
Even if he was hit later, the Taoist in Blood-Clothed Clothes would definitely not be able to resist it, as it would be a fatal disaster.
What a coincidence is that the old man wanted to use the Taoist priest in blood-clothed clothes, but before he could kick the blood-clothed clothes away, he had unconsciously joined the research on Warcraft, and then he inexplicably became the leader of the research.
In the end, it was the Blood-Clothed Taoist who took the bullet.
The old man sighed: "As expected, in the midst of a catastrophe, cause and effect cannot be formed at will."
He relied on his high level of cultivation and dared to take the initiative to find the Blood-Clothed Taoist to form a cause, so blocking the disaster for him was the result!
"If it weren't for the old man's tricks, I would have almost failed to withstand this fruit!"
The old man's face was a little dark. In a catastrophe, cause and effect did not matter. Most of the power of the shot was taken by him.
The Taoist priest in blood-stained robes put away his sword, straightened his robe, and saw the old man's expression.
After he approached, he bowed and said seriously, "Thank you for saving my life, senior!"
The Taoist in Blood-Cloth felt the changes in calamity and cause and effect. Even though he vaguely guessed something, he felt that he still had to accept this favor.
The old man's expression improved a lot when he saw the Taoist priest in blood-stained clothes' attitude.
"You don't have to do this, my friend. This may be the fate of this old man."
After being shot, the old man became more open-minded.
"My friend, you are indeed lucky," the old man sighed again.
The Taoist priest in blood-stained clothes lowered his head and said nothing. He really didn't want to encounter such a thing as escaping death.
If I’m unlucky next time, I might be dead.
The old man finished regulating his breathing, put away the golden cup and slowly stood up.
He spoke to the Blood-Robed Taoist, "My name is King Pan!"
The old man no longer minds telling the Blood-Clothed Taoist his real name. After all, they are now friends for life and death.
The Taoist in Bloody Clothes was stunned for a moment, and blurted out: "Pan Gu's Pan?"
The old man laughed, "Yes, Pangu's Pan!"
"I am Xueyi, the junior." Faced with the old man's straightforwardness, Taoist Xueyi spoke with some hesitation.
"Bloody clothes?"
"Bloody clothes!"
This time his tone was much firmer. Even if I ask him a hundred times, he would still be the Blood-Clothed Taoist!
King Pan did not pursue the matter further, as he understood it very well.
"I live in Liupan Mountain among the 100,000 mountains. If you can survive this catastrophe, you are welcome to visit me."
The implication is, don't come before the catastrophe is over! It would be best if you can survive it, but if you can't, then what's the point?
Obviously, King Pan was also afraid of the unlucky Taoist priest in bloody clothes. His arms and legs were not in good condition at all, and he didn't want to be shot again.
When he met the Taoist priest in bloody clothes, he thought that they had some fate. But now it seems that they really have no fate, so he better get out of this situation as soon as possible.
The Taoist in Blood-Cloth understood what King Pan meant and his face turned a little dark.
But it was difficult to say anything, so he bowed and said, "Thank you, senior!"
Then the Taoist in Blood-Robed said goodbye to King Pan. It was obvious that the other party didn't want to stay with him anymore, so it was better for him to leave early.
Anyway, this time the Blood-Clothed Taoist got the benefit and King Pan suffered a great loss.
Now that King Pan is not pursuing him, the Taoist in Blood-Clothed Clothes is already thankful.
“Wait!” King Pan suddenly called out to the Taoist priest in blood-stained robes, who instantly became nervous.
King Pan glanced at him and said unhappily, "If you wanted to do it, would you still be alive today?"
Although the old man was seriously injured, he had no problem capturing the Blood-Clothed Taoist.
Of course, the prerequisite is that the Blood-Clothed Taoist does not reveal the mastermind behind the scenes.
"Take this as a reward for your help before." King Pan took out a golden cicada and handed it to the Taoist in Blood Clothes.
Seeing King Pan being so honest, the Taoist in Blood Robe felt a little embarrassed and said, "Senior, this is inappropriate, isn't it?"
Someone helped him to avoid a disaster and suffered heavy losses, and now he is being rewarded. This is the first time that the Taoist priest in blood-robed clothes has met such a kind senior.
Pan Wang rolled his eyes and said, "Just take it if I tell you to. Why are you wasting your time? I hate owing people things the most."
Reward is reward, cause and effect is cause and effect. Now that cause and effect have been resolved, it is better to give the reward.
What if he is not paid and something unexpected happens ? Where can he seek justice?
The Taoist priest in blood-stained robes had no choice but to take the small golden cicada and looked at it in his hand. "This golden cicada..."
"Feed it with blood for a while. It might be of some use at a critical moment." King Pan said calmly.
Upon hearing this, the Taoist in Blood-Cloth nodded.
He put away the golden cicada and planned to study it later.
King Pan added, "After that shot, the cause and effect between you and that person has been resolved. As long as you don't continue to study those monsters, that person should not attack again."
The strong also have their own pride, and that Demonic Supreme is even more so. Moreover, he suspected that the person must have been tripped up by something, or the matter of the Warcraft was not a crucial plan for him, otherwise he would not have just fired one shot and then stopped.
Even though this shot almost killed both of them.
Of course, another possibility is that the man felt that the two of them were not a big threat and was unwilling to take any more action.
When the Taoist priest in Blood-Cloth heard King Pan's kind reminder, he quickly said that he would never get involved in anything related to magical beasts.
Whoever wants to touch it can do so, but he will never touch his blood-stained clothes again.
King Pan did not comment on his words. Some things cannot go as planned. Besides, the Taoist in Blood Robe is definitely not someone who will keep quiet!
"Senior, I will take my leave now." The Taoist in Blood-Cloth bowed to King Pan, turned around and walked out of the valley.
King Pan looked at the departing figure of the Taoist priest in blood-robed clothes and muttered to himself: If this little fellow can really survive this catastrophe, then there will be one more interesting existence in this world in the future.
If the Taoist priest in blood-stained robes didn't die now, it would not be so easy for him to die in the future.
Then Pan Wang started to have trouble again. Although that person would most likely not attack again, he had provoked that person after all. Anything could happen in this catastrophe.
Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be prepared for the worst!
“Forget it, forget it. Let’s just take it one step at a time. The most important thing is to heal my wounds first.” King Pan sighed and disappeared into the valley.
