Chapter 158 I Am Zhao Guizhen~ (First Update)

I am Zhao Guizhen.

I'm going to start lying...

wrong.

It's me who's going to start my monologue.

I don’t know why there is such a link. Maybe it’s a quick glance before death?

I am a Taoist priest, a former Taoist priest, who studied under the Maoshan Qing Sect.

In the eyes of the outside world, Maoshan Taoist priests are famous, and the talismans of Maoshan Qing Sect are even more famous all over the world. I used to think so too, so I begged my master to let me join Maoshan Sect, hoping to become more powerful.

But in my eyes, today's Maoshan Sect is just a bunch of stupid old antiques who don't practice so many secret techniques and read those old boring books every day.

I originally thought that there would be some secrets in those old shabby books that my master and fellow disciples would love to study. But it took me three years of reading to realize that those were just boring shabby books with no use at all. It's useless, they are as stupid as the Maoshan sect.

I'm here to become stronger...not to chant sutras, nor to hoe the ground!

It is said that talismans are rare in Maoshan, and it is true... I spent three years hoeing the land before being awarded a talisman.

Three years... three whole years! There are so many types of talismans in Maoshan, but how many years will my life last?

Seeing that my senior brother who had been cultivating for half his life didn't know many methods, I knew... I couldn't go on like this, so... I began to secretly search for a secret method that could make me stronger quickly.

All the hard work paid off...I finally found it.

Seven evil spirits gathered around the body!

This is a secret magical power that comes from Maoshan Shu. Not only the disciples of the Maoshan sect disdain to practice it, but also those Yemaoshan Sanren who take the name of Maoshan Taoist priests but are not recognized by the Maoshan sect.

The reason why they don't practice is very simple. Just because this secret method is evil, they seal up this secret method that can quickly make themselves stronger.

The method of cultivating the Seven Evils is very simple. You only need to find seven boys with specific horoscopes and kill them in a specific way...

At first I had some concerns... But after I used an excuse to go down the mountain and kill the first boy and digest the boy's soul, I felt the powerful Qi in my body, and the little worries in my heart turned into excited.

My secret technique... I, Zhao Guizhen, have perfected it! Even the ancestors can’t stop me!

Whether it's evil law or righteous law, if it can make me stronger, that's what I, Zhao Guizhen, pursue. I just want to reach the top of the alien world step by step...

It doesn't matter even if a few more boys are killed!

As for some people accusing me of practicing evil practices...

I can only say that their layout is too small.

The saint is unkind and treats all living beings as stupid dogs! Even saints regard everyone as a stupid dog, why can’t I? This world itself is a world where the weak eat the strong, and the weak should become nourishment for the strong.

What happened to me asking a few boys to help me practice?

After cultivating the Seven Evils, my strength improved by leaps and bounds. Although I hid something, my senior fellow apprentices eventually discovered it.

Seeing my senior brother, who has been practicing for half his life, scolding me as a Maoshan Taoist priest with evil intentions and bringing trouble to the world, I backhanded my senior brother with a seven evil strike...

I laughed when I saw that he couldn't defeat my magical powers that he had practiced for half a lifetime with the skills he had practiced for half a lifetime.

I know...

I have not been busy these past six months in vain.

I, Zhao Guizhen, am destined to become the best man in the alien world! The small Maoshan sect could no longer accommodate me, so I injured my senior brother and left the Maoshan sect overnight...

Not long after I came down the mountain, I met a man with a bad mind. He said he wanted me to join some kind of Biyou Village...

As soon as I thought I had nowhere to go and I just wanted to avoid the limelight, I followed the man into Biyou Village and became a senior...

I go up the mountain every day to collect herbs, and occasionally go down the mountain to kill a boy to help me practice. I live a very carefree life. Then listening to those ordinary people calling me Master Zhao Guizhen... my vanity is extremely satisfied.

Life was supposed to be spent in such a comfortable way...until a young man came to the village.

I heard from other superiors that... that person is the God of War who inherited the Tongtian Rui. I just sneered. These days... can anyone be called the God of War?

I, Zhao Guizhen, haven't claimed to be the God of War...why should I?

Of course.

I didn't care too much about the young man's title. What I cared more about was the Eight Magic Skills in that young man's hands...Tongtian Ru.

Tongtianlu is a treasure...

This magical skill can greatly omit the complicated process of drawing talismans, so as to achieve the effect of drawing talisman out of thin air... Isn't this prepared for excellent talisman masters like me?

My heart is moved.

Although I know that the fighting god of war is somewhat powerful, I think I can give it a try. As long as I can get the Tongtian Ru... In less than a year, I, Zhao Guizhen, will be able to make a name for myself in the alien world.

For the Tongtian Rui... I made full preparations and visited various places one after another... but I still couldn't find any trace of the Tongtian Rui. I guessed that the magical skill should be on Zhou Fengliu's body, so... I took advantage of the night and sneaked in.

But I didn't expect it...

I've been discovered!

I didn’t even expect it!

This kid turns out to be so strong! I was no match at all. That big dick slapped me in the face and almost didn't let me go down to be with the boys I killed.

I begged for mercy... I gave him all the secret techniques I had collected throughout my life, but the boy said that all my secret techniques were in tatters.

I'm really crazy...

Could it be that I, Zhao Guizhen, who has been smart for half my life, will fall here?

I am unwilling...

But I don't seem to have any other way.

That Bidou War God didn't rush to kill me...He hung me under the cliff. I looked at the sky nearly 100 meters high day and night, being pecked by crows and eagles...I also had to face the scorching sun during the day and the cold temperature at night...

I regret it.

I don't regret that I practiced evil magic in the first half of my life. I regret that I provoked the ruthless Bidou War God.

If there is a chance to start over again...I will definitely not choose to take the risk of turning a bicycle into a motorcycle!

I want to die...

These days I have tried all ways to survive and leave here, but they were all blocked by a gust of wind. I couldn't die even if I wanted to.

I regret it.

Why did I beg for mercy at that time? Why didn't I provoke him directly and let him kill me? Instead of living in such pain, it is better for me to die directly at the hands of Bidou War God that night and suffer less.

I originally thought I would die like this...but I didn't expect that I would be pulled up from the cliff by the God of War.

Did Ma Xianhong put pressure on him?

Do I not have to die?

I finally ignited hope in my desperate heart, but I didn't expect...my hope would be quickly extinguished by others.

He was a pervert...an extremely perverted man.