Chapter 368 Wu Banxian's Master

what!

A series of women's screams broke the silence of the night.

"Hold your head in your hands, squat down, and the Security Bureau will handle the case!"

Qiao Yuan kicked the door and entered, scanning everyone in the room.

A group of women turned pale, looking at the dark muzzle of the gun, shivering and squatting in the corner of the wall to cover their faces.

On the luxurious big bed that could accommodate seven or eight people, there was a fat man like a pig lying in his underpants.

At the moment he is in a daze.

"Who are you, where is my security guard!" The fat on the man's face trembled.

"Your name is Gao Shangde, you are 52 years old, the behind-the-scenes boss of the XX coal mine, and you have been checked out a few months ago..."

Having said that, Qiao Yuan paused for a moment, and carefully looked at the information sent to him by the Security Bureau.

"High blood pressure, hyperlipidemia, diabetes, coronary heart disease, hepatomegaly, cholecystitis, gout, pancreatic cancer, stomach cancer, liver cancer, esophageal cancer, rectal cancer, nasopharyngeal cancer, lymphoma..."

My good fellow, this is not a human disease, it is clearly a disease that evolves into an adult!

This is not dead, still have the mind to do these things in bed?

According to the information he disclosed to the Security Bureau before, the accident was related to those critically ill patients, and now the information he compiled in his hand showed that this person had at least contact with more than a hundred innocent victims.

...

After some searching, Qiao Yuan finally found a portion of black soil in an antique bottle.

Just like the one in the rich man's house, it has a rotten smell, and there is only a small handful.

Also with a trace of blood.

Just as he was about to destroy it, the coal boss on the bed dragged his fat body and knelt on the ground, begging immediately.

"Don't... little brother, don't take it away, I don't want to die yet, there are a lot of people in my family to support, and they won't be able to live if I die..."

"I can give you money... a lot of money!"

"One hundred million!"

The fat on the man's face was shaking, and he stuck out a finger. This black soil is his life!

After hearing this number, Qiao Yuan hesitated for a moment, picked up the vase and turned around to come to the man. Just as the man reached out his hand full of hope to catch it, a red flame instantly enveloped the vase.

Burn it to his face!

"Desperate?"

"Desperation is right!"

"They're desperate too!"

[Special energy value +5]

At the same time, the special light curtain on the man disappeared, and various cancer cells in his body spread rapidly.

Died gradually in pain.

...

This night, using the list, Qiao Yuan continued to shuttle around the city in search of these influencers.

After harvesting 155 special energy points, Qiao Yuan also got a clue from these people.

Indeed, a mysterious person came to them and said that they could continue their lives.

Activate the black earth with blood, and all the disease-like injuries they suffer will be borne by the lives of others.

The Security Bureau went in the wrong direction at the beginning of the investigation!

However, after my own reminder, it will be a matter of time to use the power of the government to find out the mysterious people who are in contact with these critically ill patients.

It can be as fast as one or two days, and as slow as three or four days.

woo woo~

At this moment, Qiao Yuan's cell phone rang.

"Leader, a stranger came to the front desk to inquire about you!"

...

The night was dark.

Wu Banxian, who was going downstairs for supper, met a strange person at the stairs.

He was wearing a black windbreaker that completely covered his figure, a black hat on his head, and a mask on his face.

Quite mysterious!

"Do you have this person here?"

The man's voice was a little old, and then he took out a photo, which seemed to be a screenshot of a surveillance screen.

"Are you a magistrate?" The landlady instantly became vigilant.

The man in the windbreaker didn't talk nonsense, and directly took out a wad of cash from his pocket.

Seeing this, the landlady's eyes lit up immediately, but after some hesitation, she replied: "We are a regular hotel, and we cannot disclose the privacy of our guests at will..."

pat~

Another wad of money lay on the counter.

The proprietress's chest rose and fell, and her breathing became short of breath.

"It is my responsibility to protect the privacy of guests..."

pat~

Another wad of cash.

"It's illegal to divulge the privacy of guests..."

pat~

"The opposite is the Public Security Bureau. You make me very embarrassed."

pat~

"His name is Qiao Yuan. He is male. He also has an accomplice. He lives in 401, but he has gone out at night. There is surveillance here. Please watch the big screen..."

A few minutes later, the man in the windbreaker who got the information left the hotel.

Wu Banxian was startled. This man was sneaky, and he was not a good person at first glance. He picked up the phone to notify the leader, and at the same time he called the police, and asked the sheriff to seal up the hotel and deal with it severely.

Then go out quickly, ready to follow that person.

However, as soon as he turned a corner, he bumped into a black shadow.

"Wu Yong, long time no see."

Hearing this familiar voice, he was taken aback.

It's him!

It was a voice he would never forget in his life.

...

Throughout the first half of my tragic life, there are two people who have had a great influence on me.

One of them was the unknown Taoist priest who cheated him of money and gave him a few broken books. In fact, he later understood that he was a charlatan.

But it is precisely because of these few broken books, relying on bluffing and deceiving, that he has survived to this day.

The second is to lead Qiao Yuan.

The voice just now was the charlatan who sold his broken books a long time ago.

After so many years, the two met again. Wu Banxian had a lot to say in his heart, but he hesitated to speak every time.

Until in a trance, this charlatan brought himself to a corner where no one was around.

"My good boy, I haven't seen you for so long, don't you want to say something to me?" Under the mask under the hat, those eyes revealed a strange light.

Upon hearing this, Wu Banxian took a deep breath and looked at this "master" who changed his life.

"Those broken books back then, you told me not to open the last page within three days, otherwise something terrible would happen, I believed it!"

"I waited for three full days, and I was also hungry for three days, and finally mustered up the courage to turn to the last page!"

"Why... why did you lie to me for a book priced at 35!"

"That's the only money I have with me!"

Wu Banxian growled.

He buried this secret in his heart for a long time, and never told anyone.

...

"Are you short of money?"

"Nonsense, I'm an orphan. That was my first month's wages after I escaped from the clutches of my part-time job. Because of that incident, my girlfriend suspected that I had a brain problem and broke up with me!" Wu Banxian clenched his fists and glared at the front .

The book-teacher in front of him made his life take a different path, but at that time he almost succeeded in getting married by virtue of his handsome appearance.

It was because of this that the woman abandoned herself because she had intellectual problems and was not good to the next generation.

Since then, I have started my identity as a fortune teller!

Although he will not die of starvation if he is displaced, he cannot be said to be happy either.

...

"There are five million here, which can be regarded as compensation for you as a teacher." The old man in the windbreaker took out a bank card.

Wu Banxian didn't take it, and looked at the other party suspiciously.

"You would be so kind?"

Now that he has experienced the baptism of society, he is no longer the ignorant young man he was back then.

"I told your fortune at the time, and your future looks like great wealth, but the premise is that everything starts again..."

"hehe……"

Wu Banxian sneered, he wouldn't believe a word the other party said, and he was also in this line of work now, so why didn't he know the depth of the water inside.

"I will keep the money for you. If you want, you can come to me anytime. Now... I have a question for you as a teacher."

"Who is Qiao Yuan, what is your relationship with him, and what have you been doing these days?"

"..."

A dangerous aura came faintly, and the deep and cold voice of the old man in the windbreaker was full of oppression.

...

"I see, you are the culprit who caused those accidents!"

Wu Banxian suddenly realized.

"Tell me who Qiao Yuan is and what he wants to do!" The voice of the old man in the windbreaker was full of irresistible majesty and awe.

"Do you know the person in charge? Qiao Yuan is an imperial envoy sent by the headquarters of the Security Bureau. He specializes in patrolling and investigating special incidents in cities around the world. The city leaders are at his disposal and have the right to kill first and act later!"

"I advise you to catch him without a fight, otherwise, when the leader catches you, you won't even have a chance to reincarnate!"

Wu Banxian lied without changing his expression.

"You have climbed a high branch."

The old man in the windbreaker didn't care about Wu Banxian's threat.

"I already understand that Qiao Yuan, now it's time to talk about you!"

"When I sold your book, you were just an adult. Fifty years have passed now. How can you be so young in appearance? Why is the vitality in your body so strong?"

"Tell me how you did it!"

The old man in the windbreaker lifted his hat and took off his mask, revealing his old, shriveled and ugly face, which looked strange and indescribable.

At the same time, a pair of bloodshot eyes shone with excitement and madness.

...

Wu Banxian was also taken aback at this time, he just remembered that fifty years ago, the liar who sold his books must be at least fifty years old.

Fifty years have passed, and the opponent's current real age should be a hundred years old.

How did he survive till now?

Even ordinary awakened people can't do this.

"Do more good deeds, less deceitful people, have your own merits and virtues to protect your body, and live younger and younger!" Wu Banxian said.

"You don't say yes, then wait until I train you into a rejuvenating pill!" The old man in the windbreaker said viciously.

"Hehe, it's up to you?"

Wu Banxian didn't have the slightest fear. As a fifth-level awakened person, his mental power was comparable to that of a sixth-level existence, but the other party looked like his time was approaching.

I can't beat those young awakened ones, but I can't beat this old guy easily.

Capture this person and ask the leader for credit!

The figure retreated abruptly, opening the distance, and the scene of Qiao Yuan's battle kept appearing in his mind!

That's right, that's it!

No defense, just offense!

The fist is afraid of the young and strong, and it breaks all kinds of magic with one force!

Wu Banxian clenched his fists with both hands, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, with a fierce fist, he directly attacked the old man in front of him!

With a punch, the old man in the windbreaker flew backward instantly.

"Fourth-order awakener!"

With just one click, Wu Banxian's heart stabilized.

Tier 5 vs Tier 4, the advantage is mine!

In the ruins in the distance, the old man in the windbreaker stood up again.

Wu Banxian sneered, and his figure flew over like the wind.

A few minutes later.

The old man in the windbreaker carried the fainted Wu Banxian and left the scene.

...

I don't know how long it has passed.

When Wu Banxian woke up again, he found himself in a Taoist temple.

The palaces with blue bricks and red tiles outside looked a bit old, and the surroundings were empty and dead, while he was lying on the ground, buried by a layer of foul-smelling black soil, with only one head exposed.

The black soil seemed to have a very strange power, his body was pressed tightly and he couldn't move.

"My good apprentice, don't struggle, you can't get rid of the power of Danza."

A figure came out of the hall, it was the old man in the windbreaker.

"What do you want to do!" Wu Banxian felt vaguely uneasy.

...

"Hehe, I practiced Taoism since I was a child. I could read at the age of three. I was familiar with Taoist classics at the age of twelve. My master called me the reincarnation of heaven and man. When I was eighteen years old, no one in the whole school could explain my doubts. Go out of the mountain gate, visit famous mountains and great rivers, and hide in the Taoist gate..."

"My purpose in this life is to attain Taoism and become immortal!"

"It's a pity that it's just a cloud after all. The things in the Daoist books are all fake. Just when I ran out of fuel and the lamp was dry, the blood moon came, and I saw hope..."

"But it's too late. I became an awakened person at a hundred years old. Even though I have mastered the mysterious power, I am limited by the materials and cannot use it. The sky is unfair to me!"

"But I have it!"

"I will definitely be able to refine the elixir of Taoism and Ascension!"

A trace of madness appeared on the shrunken face of the old man in the windbreaker.

Wu Banxian, who was buried by the black soil, cursed inwardly, this old man is a complete lunatic.

You have to become a fairy, so you should be stupid when you read books!

...

"You do not believe?"

"That's right, your bodies are only awakened, and your mind is still ignorant, so you can't understand this kind of thing!"

Wu Banxian finally gave up the idea of ​​breaking free after struggling for a long time.

"What did you do on this grave?"

The black soil was full of a rotten smell, and he could tell it was grave soil at a glance.

"This is no ordinary grave soil, but the Dujie Pill Slag that failed to be refined." The old man in the windbreaker grinned grimly.

"Do you know who is buried in the grave?"

"dead!"

"So don't waste your energy in vain, how can a dead person break free!"

The danza refined from grave soil has another function. When it covers the whole body, it will imprison the whole body of the trapped person.

Like a dead man being buried!

The old man showed a sinister smile, then came to the center of the hall and stopped at a pill furnace.

"It's been two months, and today it will definitely succeed!"

Covering the alchemy furnace with both hands, a mass of golden flames began to envelop the entire body of the furnace. The flames in the furnace became more and more vigorous, and gradually no color could be seen.

The face of the old man in the windbreaker was full of solemnity.

half an hour later.

The old man closed his hands, clapped his palms, and lifted a corner of the top cover.

After seeing the finished product inside, the trembling old man's eyes flashed.

"I have mastered the Tribulation Pill!"

"I practiced the real Tribulation Pill!"

...

A black elixir, the size of a fist, which is no different from the grave soil on Wu Banxian's body, was held in the hand of the old man. Seeing the excited expression of the old man, it seemed that he was holding a elixir.

"Isn't this still grave soil!!!" Wu Banxian said.

"What do you know!"

"The graves bought back by those people are all danza and failed products. The blood activation can only be used for those who are seriously ill, and it is just for those who are seriously ill to prevent catastrophe!"

"Every time they come back from the brink of death, another person will suffer from this disaster. One person dies, one person is saved!"

"I am the real Transcending Tribulation Pill. After an awakened person eats it, all disasters in the world will be ineffective against me. Even if the thunder comes, other people will suffer for me!"

The old man in the windbreaker bit down the Transcending Tribulation Pill, and a disgusted expression appeared on his face.

It smells so bad!

But when he thought of the efficacy of this elixir, he still swallowed it.

Three strikes, five divisions and two divisions killed this fist-sized Transcending Tribulation Pill.

...

"Now, it's your turn!"

"I want to refine the longevity in your body into a lifespan pill and a youthful pill!"

The old man in the windbreaker wiped his mouth and approached Wu Banxian step by step.

"You lunatic, how can a person become a pill, he will die!" Wu Banxian was a little scared.

At the same time, I regretted for a while, I knew that he would not come out, and I should have met with the leader before making a move.

What the leader said is right, I just have fifth-order power for nothing, but I can't exert the real strength of fifth-order.

The old man in the windbreaker: "Hehe, I have used awakened people to refine it before, don't worry, with my alchemy ability, there is at least a 10% chance that your body will not be wasted!"

"10%? Rounding up is not guaranteed to fail, you let me go, I will tell you how!"

Wu Banxian was shocked and tried to delay the time.

"10% is already very high, don't worry, I'll practice the Tribulation Pill nine times first, and you'll have a 10% chance to hit it!"

"Fuck, who told you that the success rate is calculated like this! It's not like alchemy!" Wu Banxian roared.

...

The old man in the windbreaker ignored it, and directly covered Wu Banxian's mouth with grave soil.

Then he walked to the corner, picked up a bag and poured it into the alchemy furnace.

To refine the Tribulation Pill, the most critical raw material is grave soil.

And it's not the graveyard soil of ordinary people.

Those who have done good deeds all their lives must be selected and refined with the soil of their ancestors.

With his "alchemy" ability, coupled with the "extraction" function of this strange thing, there is a certain chance to refine what he wants.

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