Chapter 673 Songhe Dies
Old Taoist Songhe didn't pay much attention to Hong Shenghe. He was just a loser. What difference could he make with him? Old Taoist Songhe turned to look at Hu Xiaobei and said, "Are you Hu Xiaobei, the son of Hu Zhenheng? It's true that a tiger's father has no dog son. I think back then I secretly secretly worked with Monk Kongji and your five uncles. You almost escaped death when searching for treasures on the ground. After you came out, the Immortal Master only rewarded you with a Immortal Kowling Token, but I didn’t expect that you got an advantage in the end.”
Hearing Old Taoist Songhe mention old things, Na Hu Xiaobei snorted coldly and said: "Old Taoist Songhe, it was because of this friendship we had more than twenty years ago that I took the initiative to tell you so much nonsense. You don't want to I thought I would let you go if I mentioned these things.”
Old Taoist Songhe shook his head with a smile and said: "I don't dare to hope that you will let me go. I am telling you this to remind you. I remember that more than 20 years ago, the Tiger Gang suddenly rose up. In a short period of time, Kaiyuan Mansion was pacified within a short period of time, and then they wanted to expand to Xiping Mansion. As a result, something unexpected happened. Many brothers of the Hu family were killed and injured, and the Tiger Gang also plummeted. It can be seen that this is God's will. You are acting against the will of God. I'm afraid. It won’t end well.”
Hearing Songhe Laodao's words, Hu Xiaobei suddenly became angry and said, "You dare to curse me?"
Hong Shenghe, who was next to him, also took a step forward and shouted: "Old Master Songhe, do you want to die? Those martial arts people outside call you "Old God", do you think you are really a god? In the eyes of us immortal cultivators, a warrior like you is nothing. No, it will be easy to solve for you.”
Old Taoist Songhe was not intimidated by Hong Shenghe's momentum. He laughed twice and said, "Really? In that case, why do you bother talking so much?"
"You..." Hong Shenghe's momentum suddenly stagnated.
Seeing that Songhe Lao Dao refused to take the hard advice, Hu Xiaobei also lost his patience. As a cultivator, he always regarded ordinary people as ants. He tried to persuade others, but the other party always pushed back. It was really shameless. Since he was soft No, let’s do it hard.
Hu Xiaobei's expression suddenly changed, and he unleashed the momentum of his heyday, and walked towards Songhe Lao Dao step by step with boundless pressure.
Even though Hu Xiaobei is only a mid-stage Qi-refining monk, when his aura is fully released, it is not something that ordinary warriors can resist, especially when Hu Xiaobei is only targeting one person. At first, Old Taoist Songhe could act as if nothing had happened, but soon he couldn't bear it anymore. He straightened his body slightly in the chair and his expression became serious.
All the boundless pressure was exerted on him. Old Taoist Songhe felt as if he was carrying a mountain on his body. It was extremely heavy. This kind of pressure was everywhere, and it was almost suffocating.
More than twenty years ago, Songhe Laodao had seen the momentum unleashed by the Foundation Establishment Immortal Master Xiying before entering the secret place. He felt that his strength had improved a lot over the years, and Hu Xiaobei was obviously better than the Immortal Master Na Xiying. The strength is far different, and with my own strength I should be able to give it a try.
Only now did he realize that warriors still couldn't compare with immortal cultivators. The reason why he had the illusion that he could give it a try was either because Immortal Master Na Xi was merciful at the time, or because he had not met an opponent in these years, and he felt that Somewhat swollen.
After all, Hu Xiaobei is only a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining, and the outward aura is only a deterrent method, not a real attack. Although the pressure is huge, Songhe Old Daoist can still barely support it, but it is more difficult. Gradually, Songhe Old Daoist forehead Seeing sweat, his body began to tremble.
Hu Xiaobei came step by step to Songhe Old Taoist. His eyes released a captivating light, and he stared at him and said: "Songhe Old Taoist, surrender or not?"
Old Taoist Songhe raised his head with difficulty, looked at the other person, smiled but said nothing, but it could be seen from his eyes that Old Taoist Songhe had no intention of surrendering.
Seeing that Taoist Songhe was having a hard time coping, Xuanzhu could not help but whisper: "Taoist Master Songhe, why don't you surrender them? Didn't you also say yesterday that you can't do anything but obey? They are all immortal cultivators, not us. These mortals can resist.”
The news that Hu Xiaobei was coming to pay homage to the mountain has long been spread. Songhe Laodao and the others also found out the background of Hu Xiaobei as an immortal cultivator, so they discussed it yesterday. If they really can't fight, they will temporarily obey the other party. Unexpectedly, when things came to a close, Taoist Songhe changed his mind.
Hearing Xuanzhu's words, Master Songhe struggled to smile and said, "Do you know why I changed my mind? Because I had a premonition that the little Zamao was coming back to see me. I am his master and cannot give him anything at this time. It’s embarrassing, so I can only bear it to the end.”
Hearing that Qingyang was coming back, Xuanzhu was overjoyed at first, and then said: "Taoist Master Songhe, are you saying that Qingyang is coming back? Qingyang is also an immortal master. There must be a way for him to come back, but we don't know when he will Come back, if the Tiger Gang goes on a killing spree, we are no match..."
Xuan Zhu wanted to say something more, but Hu Xiaobei couldn't wait anymore and shouted angrily at the two of them: "I have treated you with all my kindness and righteousness. Since you are seeking death, don't blame me for being rude. Hong Shenghe, give it to me." Go ahead and kill them."
Hong Shenghe had also been impatient for a long time. Seeing his master giving the order, he flashed and was about to take the life of Old Taoist Songhe. At this time, Old Taoist Songhe suddenly raised his head, looked into the distance and murmured: "He's back, he's back, I'm completely relieved."
"What? What did you say?" Hong Shenghe said angrily.
The Taoist priest Songhe smiled and said nothing more. Instead, he slowly closed his eyes. Then his body stiffened and he sat on the chair and did not move. Looking at the Taoist priest Songhe at this time, there was no vitality in his body. It was obvious that he had ascended to heaven and sat there.
Xuanzhu did not react for a while. He was stunned for a while, then seemed to remember something, then put his hands together, bowed deeply to the Taoist priest Songhe, closed his eyes and recited the scriptures. The other monks seemed to understand what happened, so they followed Xuanzhu and recited. The sound of Sanskrit resounded all around, and the whole hall suddenly became solemn.
In fact, this was not unexpected. The Taoist priest Songhe was over a hundred years old and had been half buried in the ground. He was able to live to this day entirely because of the blood lotus root sent back by Qingyang last time.
In recent years, the Taoist priest Songhe was already exhausted and was just lingering. Even if today's incident had not happened, he would not have lived for a few days. Hu Xiaobei's momentum and pressure only brought this result forward by a few days. Taoist Master Songhe had anticipated this and had explained it to Xuanzhu and the others, so no one was too surprised.