Envy, Jealousy and Hatred (the Second Update Will Be at 8 A.m.)

Chapter 97 Envy, Jealousy and Hatred (Second update at 8 a.m.)

Cheng Shengfei made a low sound and immediately covered his mouth. He looked at Li Wuxiang and then at Cheng Peixin with a pair of dark eyes.

Cheng Peixin didn't seem to understand what Li Wuxiang meant: "Fellow Taoist, the cuisine you are talking about is..."

"That thing seemed to be the statue of Taiyi turned into a spirit. After I opened a small opening, I found that it was full of flesh and blood and internal organs." Li Wuxiang sighed, "Now that I think about it, it's actually quite interesting - a clay statue. Thanks to the power of incense, I might have kept it alive if it wasn't so comfortable to watch. But that thing is so disrespectful, I can't help it."

Cheng Peixin was stunned for a while: "Those three thunder methods..."

Li Wuxiang smiled, and Cheng Peixin exclaimed: "I was rude, and I shouldn't have asked my friend about your methods. Sect Master, you are really... really... I didn't expect the swordsman's skills to be so powerful, Sect Master, you Just building the foundation——"

Li Wuxiang waved his hand: "Oh, Zhang Guan, you are ridiculous. Our Sword Sect, ha, this Qi refining is not very special. Being able to deal with the evil spirit this time is not something I could do when I was building the foundation. of."

Cheng Peixin's face softened, and she seemed to be relieved. She thought for a moment: "Is it a Taoist friend from the Swordsman Path who also came to Deyang?"

"That's not true. I just felt something in my heart when I was fighting with it. It happened to be in the realm of Qi refining, and it was no longer an opponent."

Cheng Peixin was stunned for a while, then smiled and shook her head: "Fellow Taoist, you are too self-effacing. There is no need to blame yourself too much. The things in the Martial Arts Temple and some practitioners in the city know that they are difficult to deal with. It's not that they are really insurmountable. It's just that Seeing as it doesn't usually do much evil, and occasionally does good things, I didn't pay attention to it, but since it offended you, it's the right thing to do to get rid of the devil."

Just as Li Wuxiang was about to speak, Cheng Peixin smiled again: "I'll go to the back to see how the child is doing. Fellow Taoist, you haven't slept all night, so go and catch up on your sleep first."

Li Wuxiang nodded: "Okay. I'll excuse you for watching."

Cheng Peixin smiled again and walked towards the backyard. After passing through the small door and entering the courtyard, he immediately took a deep breath: "I feel something in my heart, just right... I feel something in my heart, just in time... Fei'er, what kind of person do you think would be when fighting with that fake Taiyi? Is it just right? Is his sword sect’s skills so great? At that time, he entered Qi Refining?”

As she spoke, she walked quickly and stopped in front of the door of the utility room. She twisted her sleeves with her hands and said, "Even if I fight with that spirit, I will still get some injuries. How come he doesn't have any injuries at all? Who knows?" You know what kind of magic weapon there is... It's not unusual for swordsmen like them to have some powerful magic weapon when they travel around."

Cheng Shengfei followed her: "Master, you..."

Cheng Peixin turned around and stared at her: "Tell me, I, Yu Zhaotong, and the few people in the city lord's mansion, which one can't fight that spirit? It's just that we are too lazy to care about it, because that spirit is also a rule, who can Spending some elixir essence and energy to do something thankless? Spiritual monsters are inherently slow in cultivation, what will happen if we just don't bother to care about it..."

Cheng Shengfei sighed and held her hand: "Master, you are angry again."

"Am I angry? What a joke!" Cheng Peixin raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Why am I angry? I'm just, I'm just..."

Cheng Shengfei tightened his hand again, and Cheng Peixin was stunned for a while, then took a long breath and calmed down. After a while, he sighed again: "This world is really...how come some people are like this and some people are like that? He is young and I don't know if he has passed 20 this year. He is practicing Qi again...again. With so much youth and longevity, I might even be able to form pills, ugh.”

Cheng Shengfei took her hand and shook it: "Actually, Master, whether you can help him dispel Xu Daosheng's soul, it's just that Zhenxing Dao knew what was going on here two months earlier or two months later. No matter whether it's sooner or later, wait for someone to come. Look for him, he is no longer here, so why do you need help? "

Cheng Peixin frowned, and Cheng Shengfei smiled and said: "Master, you told me that no one who offended the swordsman died well, except for those who stayed in the sect. No one who helped the swordsman did not get their love." Thank you, Master, you want to make friends with him, right? Then don’t be angry, he is so powerful, isn’t it a good thing for us?”

Cheng Peixin finally breathed out slowly: "Okay, I'm not angry anymore."

He thought about it again and suddenly smiled: "After some time, maybe we won't have to bear the anger anymore. By then, let's see who can look down on us."

"Ah? Why?"

Cheng Peixin smiled again, and seemed to be in a really good mood: "Don't ask too much, you will know when the time comes. How much money is left in the temple?"

"There is still about a hundred taels of silver in cash, and there is still some confiscated money in the shop outside."

"Okay, take the money and go shopping first."

Cheng Shengfei was stunned: "Is this going to..."

"Well, he is a swordsman after all. He will definitely be unhappy when he sees that scene, so let's give up some money. You don't need much for food, just ask the store to prepare enough for several hundred people and three or four days. Cheng Pei thought for a while and took a step closer to Cheng Shengfei, "There is something extra to do. You have to hurry up, but don't let him know. They swordsmen only worship Taiyi. I'm afraid they won't be happy, but there's no need to offend him." he."

She lowered her voice and explained a few words carefully. Cheng Shengfei felt a little strange at first, but after thinking about it, he laughed: "I don't think he will be unhappy, but happy. But Master, I am also happy to do this." . To be honest, I still want to..."

She wanted to say "I still want to be a swordsman", but she stopped talking when the words came to her lips. She felt that her master was upset just now, and there was no need to upset her now.

But she didn't expect Cheng Peixin to raise her hand to touch her hair, and then rub her head: "Wait a few more days. I know what you are thinking, wait a few days and see. I only have you...disciple, listen to the master, I won't hurt you."

Having said this, she sighed slightly, holding Cheng Shengfei's face and looking at him: "If you are really curious about what swordsman is, just talk to him and ask him about his travels. He is not a bad person."

After Cheng Shengfei went out, he still felt a little dizzy, wondering what happened to his master today. Obviously, he was jealous of Master Li's high talent and strong cultivation not long ago, but he was happy again-what was the reason?

She thought about this while walking a few steps on the street. At this time, some early risers on the street also went out, but they went out much earlier than her - they went to the nearby market to buy some breakfast first, then walked back slowly, bowed their heads respectfully to greet her when they saw her, and then continued chatting.

Cheng Shengfei paid attention for a while, wanting to listen to what they said about Taiyi Temple.

Although she did not do the demon-slaying and defense of the way personally, the Taiyi swordsman who did it was in the temple, and she felt proud of it.

But she did not expect that these people were not talking about Taiyi Temple, but about the Ma Xing Street Market not far away -

"Yes, it's really scary to hear people say that. Didn't the shopkeeper leave two small windows the size of a palm on the wall after building the wall? That Sun Dihuang looked like he was going to squeeze out of such a small window, his head was squeezed out of shape, and his face skin was squeezed off. He must have died of pain..."