Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Lu Xiucai used his single hand to hold on to the Da Qian Lu in his hand. The bumpy carriage could not shake the struggle and entanglement in his heart. He still didn't believe that the original White Lotus Sect would become the same as the Dharma Religion. You must know that the White Lotus believers worked hard to deal with the Dharma Religion.

Why did the White Lotus Sect become his enemy in just a few months?

But Lu Xiucai felt that what the sack named Liu Zongyuan said was not false. After all, he was asking the master to come forward. Even if he lied to himself, he would not have the guts to lie to the master.

Hey, Xiucai, do you really want to go? You only have one arm left, do you really want to lose the last arm and use it as a stick? The horse-riding dog boy cocked his neck and persuaded him. .

Even if I lose my last hand, I still have to see with my own eyes what's going on. If someone is pretending to be the White Lotus Sect, or if there is a bad person in the White Lotus Sect, I'm going to tell the Master and ask people from the White Lotus Sect to come and clean up the house.

You've become such a mess yourself, and you still have time to worry about this. Don't you care about your father and your niece anymore?

Your father is fine. Anyway, Niuxin Village is short of a village guard. Your father can make up for it, and he can live until death even if he eats a lot of food. But what about your niece? She was only five years old, and her parents died and her grandfather went crazy. , you are her last relative, how about we go back.

When Lu Xiucai heard this, he immediately retorted: What do you mean, you are just looking forward to my death? I just went to explore the way! I am not the Lu Xiucai of the past! Also, even if I only have one left With just one hand, I am stronger than you!

Gouwa didn't reply. He raised his neck and drove the carriage silently. After waiting for a while, he finally said, You are indeed his disciple. Your temperament is more and more similar to his.

After hearing this, Lu Xiucai didn't refute anything and looked at the stars in the sky through the car window on the side. I always felt that Master didn't teach me because he looked down on me and was hiding something private.

But now I understand that Master actually just doesn't want me to walk the path he took. This path is not easy to walk, very painful, and very tiring.

Hehe, you just know, I discovered it a long time ago. Gouwa's face was full of pride. I can't bear the hardship. Although I don't know how to read, I am smarter than you on this point.

But there are always people in this world who are stupid, right?

Gouwa seemed to understand this but didn't seem to understand it. Anyway, he didn't answer. Senior Brother Li doesn't know what he is doing right now. He is away from home every day. If something happens at home, he still needs you to cover the tank.

I don't know either, but the master must be doing something big. Since I am his disciple, I will do this little thing for him, so that he won't have to worry about such trivial matters.

Hmph, you are capable and powerful. It would be nice if I could write a letter and send it to Beijing.

How long does it take to get back and forth? By the time your letter is delivered, they will probably get the news and disappear. Stop the car!

As Gou Wa pulled the reins, the sound of horse hooves gradually stopped. Why are you in a hurry? There are still two miles of land.

If it is really a bad person, there must be spies outside. You can go back to avoid being implicated.

Oh, you know a lot after going out to the courtyard.

Lu Xiucai didn't bother to pay attention to the other party's sour words. He supported his body with one arm and climbed onto the horse pulling the cart.

He untied the carriage, shook the reins vigorously, and rode down the road.

Gou Wa looked at his back in the distance and touched the white spots on his face and shouted: If you are not dead, remember to come back early. If you are dead, I will help you collect your body, and that shroud will be used.

Lu Xiucai only had one hand, and it was very unsteady to lie on the horse, so he rode very slowly, almost strolling to the Dafa Temple mentioned by Liu Zongyuan.

After waiting, Lu Xiucai discovered that the so-called Dafa Temple was actually a large mountain that looked like a temple.

He looked towards the dark woods around him, but did not see any hidden sentry, nor was he subject to any ambush.

Lu Xiucai stretched out his hand, pulled hard, and wore the paper bellyband to completely expose the white donkey tattoo on his back.

He didn't care whether there was a secret whistle or not, and whether those so-called White Lotus Sect people saw it or not, he waved his riding whip again and walked along the mountain road towards the Dafa Temple.

As the mountain road became more and more rugged, a fishy smell filled the air. Lu Xiucai remembered this smell. It was the smell of blood.

When he reached the halfway point of the mountain, Lu Xiucai suddenly felt something in his heart. He saw a White Lotus Flag hanging on the roadside. Although the words on it were crooked, they were indeed the propaganda slogans of the White Lotus Sect, and they were written in blood.

The red sun is over, the white sun is about to rise, the silt comes from the beginning of chaos, and the white lotus appears and the world is prosperous!

Lu Xiucai, who pursed his lips, flicked his whip again and asked the horse to continue walking up. After a while, the sound of horse hooves suddenly disappeared. Lu Xiucai immediately looked down and found that the ground was pitch black.

He used his copper coin sword to pick up the black hair and took a look. Only then did he realize that it was all human hair. The mountain road was covered with human hair.

With so much hair, how many people would die? This reminded him of the dead human piles under Niuxin Village.

When they almost reached the top of the mountain, the horse under Lu Xiucai didn't care whether it was moving forward or not. It kept walking backwards and neighing as if there was some terrifying aura in front of it.

As Lu Xiucai jumped off the horse, the wooden awl penetrated his legs even deeper.

But Lu Xiucai, who had long been accustomed to it, held the copper coin sword with one hand and prepared to walk forward.

When he just got off the horse, he suddenly saw a bag on the horse's back. When he opened it, he found that there were Gou Wa's white-haired syringe and Yang's rotten wood Ruyi inside.

Lu Xiucai smiled, did not take them, put these things on the horse's back, slapped the horse's butt hard, turned around and tried to move towards the top of the mountain.

At the end of the road was a cave. Looking at the cave, Lu Xiucai felt that it was somewhat similar to the Qingfeng Temple in the cave that Gou Wa and the others were bragging about.

The wind blowing from the entrance of the cave made the smell of blood even stronger, so it was right here.

When Lu Xiucai actually walked in, he saw the gold-plated statue on the huge lotus in the center of the cave entrance.

But when he took a closer look, Lu Xiucai discovered that it was actually a ferocious yellow centipede coiled into a ball!

The centipede's thousands of hands clasped together like a monk, and at a glance, it seemed that the Thousand-Handed Guanyin was really alive.

Centipede? Lu Xiucai was stunned at first, and then he was delighted. I just said it couldn't be the White Lotus! How dare you, a beast like you, pretend to be the White Lotus and do evil!

At this moment, the sound of ta-da-da sounded, which was the sound of the big centipede's clasped limbs moving apart.

But what's creepy is that it's not just in front of Lu Xiucai, but also on his left, right and even behind.