The little Taoist priest took not long from the appearance to the departure, and the spells used were not visible to ordinary people, so they did not affect the mortals on the street.

At most, it just feels like a cold wind blowing.

However, there are still many fewer pedestrians on the street, and the main reason is that Xu Tao fainted after vomiting blood.

Xu Tao's hometown had moved out of this street eight years ago. At this time, few people recognized Xu Tao's identity.

Wang Lin sighed, with his hands behind his back, and slowly walked towards a grocery shop next to him. After entering, the shopkeeper of the grocery shop immediately bent over and stepped forward.

Wang Lin pointed to Xu Tao who fainted not far away and said, "Shopkeeper, please find two friends and carry this person to my shop."

The shopkeeper of the grocery store hesitated for a moment, looked around, and found that no one was paying attention to this place. He stepped forward and whispered: "Shopkeeper Wang, I don't know whether this person is dead or alive. I think it's better to report to the official, otherwise you will cause trouble."

Wang Lin smiled, patted the shopkeeper on the shoulder, shook his head and said, "It's okay, find someone to send it to me."

As he said that, he turned around and walked away slowly with his hands behind his back.

The shopkeeper looked at Wang Lin's back, sighed, and said to himself: "Good man, this shopkeeper Wang is such a good man!" After muttering, he immediately turned around and shouted: "Waiter, mistress, come out for the master, carry the person lying outside to Manager Wang's shop!"

Almost as Wang Lin returned to the shop, two young men in coarse cloth clothes had already carried Xu Tao back and placed it on the shop floor at Wang Lin's instructions.

Wang Lin took out some silver casually and sent the two guys away. He closed the shop door, sat next to the stove, pondered without saying a word.

If Xu Tao didn't help him, he would obviously not be able to survive. Wang Lin sighed inwardly. In view of the fact that the other party has always been filial to him for more than ten years, he took out a piece of the worst pill in the storage bag, and then shot it into the other party's mouth.

Then he picked up the wine pot and sipped while waiting for the other party to wake up.

Besides, the little Taoist priest galloped all the way, and didn't care about the shocking world. Finally, he even threw out a flying sword, turned into a long rainbow, and galloped towards the east of the city.

In the suburbs of the east of the city, there is a Taoist temple. The surroundings are quite quiet, and there is also a clear pond, pink lotus flowers growing in the pool water, with green lotus leaves floating on them. Some fish gently touch the lotus leaves in the pool, making the leaves slowly float, and while the leaves are slowly floating, the pool surface is drawn with ripples, which is quite a world of dust.

A path made of pebbles winds down from the Taoist temple. There are also some willow trees planted on both sides of the path. Whenever the breeze blows, the willows will sway and dance, making a rustling sound, which also has an elegant color.

At this time, although the breeze came, the swaying sand of the willows was covered by a sound of breaking through the air. But the little Taoist priest turned into a long rainbow and suddenly landed outside the Taoist temple gate. As soon as it landed, it spewed out a mouthful of blood, pale face, and pushed open the Taoist temple gate with one palm and staggered in.

Several monks sitting cross-legged in the Taoist temple suddenly opened their eyes. After seeing the little Taoist priest's embarrassing appearance, one of them immediately stood up and stepped forward and said in surprise: "Junior brother, is it just a mortal, that's why you are so seriously injured?"

The little Taoist priest pushed the man away and said sternly: "I want to see Master, Master!!!"

"What a panic!" A middle-aged man walked out of the Taoist temple. He had a wide face and small eyes, but his only pair of big ears, which were quite conspicuous. At first glance, he looked quite majestic.

As soon as this person left, several monks sitting cross-legged with meditation stood up and stood respectfully aside.

When the little Taoist saw the middle-aged man, he knelt on the ground with a thud and said, "Master, I was destroyed by someone's natal Rakshasa, and my mind was damaged. Master, avenge me!"

The big-eared monk glanced at the little Taoist priest, swung his sleeve, stretched out his right hand and grabbed it from the air. Suddenly, black air suddenly appeared in the void, quickly condensed together, forming a huge skull.

Then the big-eared monk tapped his right hand and grabbed the skull. Without saying a word, he slapped the little Taoist priest's heavenly spirit. The little Taoist priest's body trembled slightly, and his face showed a look of pain. In a blink of an eye, a burst of black air appeared. After a long time, he opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of black blood. Then the black air on his face slowly dissipated, revealing a hint of rosy. The injuries caused by the breaking of his natal Rakshasa suddenly recovered as before.

"Come on the details!" The big-eared monk raised his right hand and said slowly.

The little Taoist priest took a deep breath and quickly spoke up the experience along the way. The little Taoist priest's speech was quite clever and it was vivid. The big-eared monk kept listening quietly. The disciples around him all lowered their heads and said nothing, but there were strange looks in his eyes.

Not long after, the little Taoist priest finished speaking, and he showed hatred in his eyes and added: "Master, I have already claimed your name, but that person is too arrogant. Master, we should teach him a lesson no matter what we say!"

The big-eared monk always looked as usual, without any fluctuations. He looked at the little Taoist priest and said calmly: "Are you sure that when you saw this person, you didn't have any spiritual power in your body, like a mortal?"

The little Taoist priest nodded quickly and said, "Master, you must be wrong. I thought he was a mortal at first."

The big-eared monk showed a strange light, and there was no joy or anger on his face. He slowly said, "You go with me and lead the way forward. There is no need to cast spells, just walk."

The little Taoist priest was immediately happy and hurriedly led the way aside, leading the big-eared monk away from the Taoist temple. As for the other monks in the temple, they wanted to follow, but seeing that the master did not call him, they looked at each other, and one of them sighed and said, "Master is so fond of the junior brother."

"This is not the first time. I can't be jealous of such things. With the master's wisdom, how can I not hear the younger brother's words? Is there anything wrong with it? I'll ignore it." A middle-aged monk next to me smiled bitterly and said slowly.

"With this kind of junior brother's personality, I will sooner or later cause big trouble, alas!" Another person muttered and remained silent.

"With the master here, even if the junior brother causes big trouble, he will probably not be able to do anything. If it were us, it would be hard to say." The first person who spoke said with emotion.

"It's not the first day that we know about Master's bias. Even the practice of the junior brother is different from me. Forget it, we can understand this in our hearts. If we say it directly, we will seem stingy."

"I wonder which sect the person who messed with the younger brother this time was. As the younger brother said just now, how could this person get involved in mortals?" the middle-aged monk said in doubt.

"The four sects have grown up, and there are no cultivators. I think this person is probably in the Dan-Cultivation Stage, so he can easily break the younger brother's natal Rakshasa."

"What's the use of this? With Master's status in the four sect alliance, let alone the Dan Killing Stage, even the Nascent Soul Stage will end up the same!"

After a few people talked for a while, they no longer paid attention to the matter and continued to sit cross-legged.

The little Taoist priest walked, and his heart was filled with pride. He had long known that his master was the best for him, perhaps because he was his master's closed disciple.

From childhood to adulthood, whenever you encounter any trouble, just tell your master, you will immediately take him to destroy the other party. Over the years, there has never been a time when the master refused.

He sneered in his heart and thought that this time the master would definitely tell that the man would not be buried in death, so that he would know what would happen if he dared to provoke him!

Thinking of this, he secretly looked at the master beside him. On the surface, he could not see any joy or anger. The little Taoist priest was secretly happy. With his understanding of his master, the more expressionless he was, the more angry his master was.

In his memory, every time his master took him to destroy the person who provoked him, almost this expression was on his face. No matter what kind of enemy he provoked, as soon as he saw his master, he immediately looked scared and turned bloody. He either knelt down and begged for mercy or ran away immediately. Even if a few tried to resist, in the end, the end of these three types of people was the same.

The little Taoist priest felt as if he had eaten honey. He took a deep breath and quickly walked a few steps, thinking that the man should not run away, he had to pass quickly.

While walking, the big-eared monk paused under his feet. The little Taoist priest took a few steps and turned around quickly. The big-eared monk's eyes fell on a stall selling small candy people beside him.

A soft look appeared in the eyes of the big-eared monk, and he walked up to the stall and said gently: "How do you sell this sugar man?"

The vendor at the stall saw the big-eared monk for the first time, for some reason, felt aroused aroused a sense of affection and smiled and said, "Just just have a copper coin."

The big-eared monk nodded with a smile, took out a copper slay, put it on the stall, looked carefully one by one on the vivid sugar men, and finally chose one and picked it up.

The little Taoist priest was stunned. This was the first time he saw his master actually buying candy man, and he felt a little amused and crying, but he never expected that the big-eared monk would hand him the little candy man!

"Fu'er, when you were a teacher when you first saw you, you were fighting with a group of wild children for a candy man. Maybe you have forgotten..." The big-eared monk showed emotion.

The little Taoist priest was stunned, took the candy man and couldn't help but think of his miserable childhood. If it weren't for the master, he would have been dead now. Thinking of this, his eyes were a little red and he whispered: "I haven't forgotten, it was the master who brought me out and taught me magical powers."

The big-eared monk touched the little Taoist priest's head and said, "Let's go and take me to see that person."
Chapter completed!