Apprentice Crit Strike Return: It’s up to you to revitalize the Daomen

Chapter 23 The Vengeful Liu Xiu
On Yi Chuanshan's side, there was a very clear sense of familiarity.

Yes, that was the feeling of being about to ascend to heaven. Back then when I participated in the battle to exterminate the ghost king, I was greedy for meritorious deeds and accidentally broke into the army of the ghost king. At that time, the feeling of cold eyes of all ghosts was the same as today.

"and many more!"

Just when Jiang Xiaoliu was about to improve his cultivation again, Yi Chuanshan suddenly opened his eyes and shouted violently: "Enough, does the president not know how much you weigh? What's the point of showing off your cultivation like this?" ?"

Jiang Xiaoliu was surprised, didn't you ask me to hit you?
Just about to speak.

Yi Chuanshan said again: "Okay, you needn't say it, it's really not easy for young people to cultivate to your level. This Qingyun Guanhuang low-level certificate and your Luoyi City Taoist Association's third-level monk qualification certificate I will send it to you in advance."

Jiang Xiaoliu was overjoyed, too lazy to worry about it so much, he took it and looked at it carefully.

"Since you have been canonized by the Daoist Association, you must obey the management of the Daoist Association, and you must go all out when the people need you. Can you do it?"

Yi Chuanshan forced his heart to beat wildly, and hurriedly changed the topic.

"Obey management?"

Jiang Xiaoliu frowned, and the terrifying aura like a deep prison burst out again uncontrollably.

"stop!"

Yi Chuanshan stretched out his hand and looked directly at Jiang Xiaoliu: "Daoist Jiang, do you know that your problem is serious?"

"What do I have..."

"Your problem lies in the cultivation of the state of mind. People in the practice must keep a low profile, always be pure and pure, and don't show your cultivation at every turn. If a mortal in the world provokes you, is it possible that you should also expose your cultivation?"

Yi Chuanshan interrupted Jiang Xiaoliu's words.

"No, Vice President Yi, are you..."

"It's not a misunderstanding. I know what you want to ask. You just joined the Taoist Association to contribute your due strength to the revitalization of the Taoist sects in the world. You are not an official of the Taoist Association. I will notify you of the event meeting you will attend, of course, basically nothing will happen at your level."

"Oh, by the way, you remember to pay the membership fee. In addition, the Daoist Association will take 20.00% of the annual incense fee."

"Pay the money?"

The fluctuation of Jiang Xiaoliu's mana that had just calmed down skyrocketed again. This time, he had a full tenth level of Qi training. Chuanshan expressed strong hostility.

"Damn it, is it that strong?"

The fear that Yi Chuanshan had managed to subdue was also uncontrollable at this moment.

His complexion changed drastically, and he stammered: "Daoist Jiang, ah, no, it's a real person. Don't be angry, Jiang Zhenren, and quickly accept your supernatural powers. Compared with what the Daoist Association has paid for you, it's just a little membership fee and commission. It's a drop in the bucket gone."

"Hmph, make it clear."

Jiang Xiaoliu was frightened by the system's "tallness and stability and ruthlessness". Now they can't talk about two things, one is life, and the other is money.

"The membership fee is [-] yuan a year for the low-level yellow class, and the commission is calculated based on the total income of your Taoist account."

"The [-] membership fee is very worthwhile. We will send someone to you later to dig out the historical background of Qingyun Temple, as well as some other highlights and gimmicks, and then vigorously promote it on the Daoist Association's website and our Douyin official account. .”

"Secondly, you will be invited to participate in some conferences, activities, exchanges, etc. that are suitable for your level, so that you can get to know more like-minded people and increase your network."

"After all the publicity work is about the same, and you are really uplifting, after the network traffic, public attention, etc. are all up, we will apply to the relevant local departments according to the situation, and make your Qingyunling a scenic spot. As for what level? That’s all for later.”

"Finally, with regard to the commission, if your Taoist temple is still as popular as it is today, I'm afraid it's not enough for the transfer fee, don't you think so?"

"Look at Jiang Zhenren, we have done so much work and paid such a high price to praise you, but we only charge a small fee for the daily expenses of the Daoist Association, isn't it too much?"

Jiang Xiaoliu cast him a glance, it sounded like everything was fine, but he always felt that something was wrong.

The Vice President Yi in front of him, in terms of cultivation level, is not enough for him to cut with a single sword, but in terms of scheming, I'm afraid he is still far behind.

Seeing that Jiang Xiaoliu was still hesitating, Yi Chuanshan hurriedly said: "Let's do this, Master Jiang. At the beginning of next month, it will be the Southeast Asian Daoism Exchange Conference. At that time, they will send outstanding disciples to our province for exchange. This year's exchange place happens to be in our Luo Yi, you must know that I have worked so hard to get this."

"Jiang Zhenren, today I will call the shots. You will definitely have a place in the exchange meeting. I hope that the real person will bring his disciples with him. How about participating in our exchange meeting?"

Jiang Xiaoliu was very interested.

Now he possesses the two supernatural powers of seclusion and swordsmanship, each of which is a top-level supernatural power that countless monks envy, but unfortunately he doesn't know anything about other basic spells, mantras, talismans, feng shui, physiognomy, etc.

If there is such an opportunity to discuss and communicate openly, it will undoubtedly be of great help to Jiang Xiaoliu.

Thinking of this, I stopped talking and nodded, expressing that I would definitely go.

After finally sending away this weird vice-chairman, Jiang Xiaoliu was going to teach Wang Lin Kungfu to improve his cultivation. He couldn't participate in the exchange and bring a disciple who didn't have the slightest magic power.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the keen consciousness discovered that a man who was breathing heavily was about to reach the top of the mountain.

He knew this man, and it was Captain Liu whom he had seen in the Waterside Garden that day.

This person is said to have many years of experience as an overseas mercenary, and has extremely rich combat experience. He is a veteran who has truly experienced the test of blood and fire.

This person has been recuperating in the hospital since he was slashed by Qiu Dengping's sword. Why did he come to Qingyun Temple alone?
"Xuanyang, don't study for now, you go to the Sutra Pavilion to find the Tao Te Ching, memorize it first and then explain it, and then teach you the exercises as a teacher."

Wang Lin was very obedient, didn't ask any more questions, and left after agreeing.

"Hey, yes, it's Jiang Zhenren?"

Captain Liu was surprised at first, then delighted, striding over while clutching the bandage on his chest.

With Jiang Xiaoliu's cultivation base, he clearly noticed that this person's sternum was broken, his Qi and blood were insufficient, and his meridians were damaged. It would take a year or so for an ordinary person to recover from such a serious injury.

And the 1.9-meter-tough man in front of him can actually climb up the 800-meter rugged mountain with his strength. This physical fitness and willpower are really commendable.

"Pfft!"

What Jiang Xiaoliu never expected was that this captain Liu actually accepted his head and bowed, and shouted in his mouth: "The real person is on top, disciple Liu Xiu is sincere and willing to become a monk and practice, and please the real person can accept me."

After finishing speaking, it was "咚咚咚" who knocked his head firmly three times.

"Get up first!"

Jiang Xiaoliu waved his hand gently, and a gentle force supported the 200-jin big man to stand up lightly.

Seeing this scene, Liu Xiu looked at Jiang Xiaoliu with even more fiery eyes.

"Tell me why you want to practice Taoism?"

Jiang Xiaoliu didn't want to see a 1.9-meter tall man in a Taoist robe, with a sword in one hand and a talisman in the other, chanting mantras on a battlefield overseas where gunfire was raging.

That scene is weird when you think about it.

"I, I want to kill the evil spirit and avenge my dead brother."

It turned out that several life and death brothers were killed by Qiu Dengping's sword energy in order to protect him that day. During this period of cultivation, he was dominated by a strong desire for revenge, planning how to kill the enemy all the time.

But after much deliberation, the tactical skills and fighting skills he was proud of on weekdays seemed so pale and powerless in the face of unknown ghosts.

In terms of the power of that sword at that time, even if I carried an RPG, I couldn't beat it [-]%.

Not to mention the elusive movement of the red-clothed ghost before, as well as all kinds of unimaginable offensive methods.

After thinking about it, Liu Xiu suddenly thought of Jiang Xiaoliu.

When we met for the first time, this young and shameless little Taoist priest really couldn't make a good impression on him. He could beat ten of this kind of kid with his eyes closed.

How could he have thought that it was he who saved the lives of himself and the person he was protecting. If he was his teacher and learned Taoism, wouldn't he be able to avenge his brothers?
Once this idea arises, he can't suppress it no matter what, he can't even lie on the hospital bed to recuperate with peace of mind.

Finally, he made up his mind to get to Jiang Xiaoliu's address from Wang Changxing, no longer disregarding the dissuasion of the hospital, endured the pain, and relied on his tenacious perseverance and solid physique to climb the 800-meter high mountains.

Jiang Xiaoliu pondered for a while, and said leisurely: "So, is the purpose of your cultivation is revenge?"

"I... I... I am... If the real person can help me avenge me, I, Liu Xiu, will be a cow and a horse in my life, and I will repay your great kindness."

Liu Xiu hesitated for a moment, he knew that saying this would definitely cause the real person to be unhappy, but he was eager for revenge and never bothered to lie, so he simply told the truth.

"Hahaha."

Jiang Xiaoliu looked up to the sky and laughed, looked at him deeply and said, "Okay, since you want to take revenge, you don't need to practice Taoism."

"Jueyu, are you awake? Get out if you can hear me."

Using mana to transmit sound, Jue Yu, who was thinking about life in the firewood room, was shocked, subconsciously struggled to get up, and staggered out.

"Liu Xiu, look, he is the enemy who killed your brother. If you want revenge, you can kill him now."

When enemies meet, it can be said that they are extremely jealous.

Liu Xiu's eyes widened, he checked carefully, and finally saw clearly that this elderly man with swollen cheeks was the culprit who killed his good brother with a sword that night.

"It's you, it's you, it's really you, hahaha, I finally found you, I want to kill, I want to kill you!!!"

Liu Xiu stood up suddenly, the bandage on his chest was already stained red with blood, but he didn't care, he looked like a madman, striding towards Qiu Dengping, his hands like cattail fan easily grabbed Qiu Dengping's collar and lifted him up. up.

"You monster, I didn't expect you to have today, right? What about the prestige you had when you killed my brother? Huh?"

Qiu Dengping looked at him calmly, as calm as water, without any waves in his heart.

"Speak, talk, talk to me."

Liu Xiu shook Qiu Dengping vigorously, roaring at the top of his lungs.

"Ah!"

Liu Xiu vented for a long time before Qiu Dengping smiled and said calmly: "What are you waiting for, kill me and avenge you."

Qiu Dengping has long since had nothing to love about. He was a dying person, and now it is even worse. I don't know what terrible curse Jiang Xiaoliu cast on him.

Even if I slander him even a little bit in my heart, I will immediately usher in a severe beating of myself.

The key problem is that I still can't control myself, and I have to make up a few sentences in my heart every now and then.

Then. . . . . .

That feeling is worse than death.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"You want to die, right? I'll kill you right now!!!"

Liu Xiu lifted him up high, his furious eyes were filled with blood, his forehead was bulging with blue veins, and his strong arms were made of fine steel, as if he could break Qiu Dengping's neck with just a little force.

However, after Liu Xiu let out a loud roar like a madman on the spot, he suddenly sighed heavily, then put down Qiu Dengping powerlessly, and turned around slowly, with a look of silence on his face.

His eyes were dull, big tears rolled down his face, his face was full of sadness, and his whole body seemed to have his spine taken away, and he walked slowly towards the distant cliff with one step at a time.

　I don't like breaking chapters when I write books, although this is the usual routine of commercial novels.

　　But porridge is not good at writing, and it is still unknown, and if you engage in these narrow-mindedness, you will still be gone.

　　So write as much as you can in each chapter, and write as much as you can to complete the story.

　　Let my brothers and sisters enjoy watching it, and I feel at ease.

　　Begging for votes again, it has become my obsession every morning, and I have to look at the background data.

　　Ashamed ashamed!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)