This person is too murderous

"Young man, are you so impatient?"

The mysterious voice sounded again, with a hint of sigh: "Only when you have a calm mind can you achieve something."

"A trace of obsession is enough to teach this palace master how to do things?"

Jiang Daoming's eyes opened and closed, the dragon and elephant shone with golden light, and the image of the ancient bridge suddenly collapsed.

The ancient bridge was shaking and numerous cracks appeared.

The four people's faces twitched, this Jiang Daoming was too arrogant.

The Taoist immortal gave me a few words. If you don't want to listen, forget it. Are you really going to demolish this place?

"Master Jiang." Mo Xiuping wiped his sweat secretly and said, "Don't anger him."

Rumble

The ancient bridge was shattered and turned into endless dark air, surging in all directions.

A thatched house appeared in front, with a Taoist priest standing with his hands behind his hands, a handsome face, full of indifference, and cold and ruthless eyes.

Jiang Daoming and the five others walked towards the thatched house on the dark air current.

"The Immortal's methods are indeed extraordinary. The original ancestors of the Wilderness must have never seen an Immortal."

Jiang Daoming came to the thatched house and looked at the Taoist indifferently: "Does each group of people see something different?"

"It's all the same. Someone came before, and his patience was better than yours." The Taoist said indifferently.

"So, what he saw was you transformed into a demon?" Jiang Daoming looked at the Taoist coldly: "Not the real you!"

The ancestor of the wilderness stole the demon body back then. If he really saw Taoist Obsession, he would never be able to take the demon body away.

Without the blessing of the demon body, the ancestor of the wilderness is just an ordinary eighth-level peak master. When he came here, he might not even be the eighth-level peak master.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, a disciple of Wudang, a poor Taoist, Mo Xiuping, I have met my senior." Mo Xiuping bowed respectfully.

The Taoist nodded slightly, and a hint of affinity flashed in his cold and ruthless eyes: "Everyone from the Taoist sect, that's good."

After being praised by the Taoist, Mo Xiuping felt happy and humbly said: "Senior can achieve Taoism almost twice in the Dharma Ending Age. I admire him very much."

"I've met Senior Immortal." Master Kongming and the other three also saluted quickly.

The Taoist nodded slightly in response to them. His cold and ruthless eyes looked at Jiang Daoming again: "What's the difference between me who transformed into a demon and me now?"

"What we see is only the love and happiness between you and her. If we didn't know about it in advance, we wouldn't even know her identity." Jiang Daoming said calmly.

"He is a demon master. When he comes here, he will teach him the methods of a demon master."

The Taoist said calmly: "If you want the inheritance of Immortal Taoism, I can give it to you."

"this……"

The five of them were startled. They didn't expect that the Taoist was so easy to talk to.

When the demon master comes, he will pass on the inheritance to the demon master.

When they come, they give out their inheritance?

Jiang Daoming said indifferently: "Master of this palace, what if I don't want it?"

"Then what's your purpose here?" The Taoist looked at him indifferently.

Jiang Daoming raised his right palm slightly, held the dragon elephant in his palm, and pointed directly at the Taoist: "Kill you!"

"Master Jiang!"

Mo Xiuping and the others' eyelids twitched. Jiang Daoming was too crazy.

Taoists are so easy to talk to, but you still want to take action if you want to pass on the inheritance?

Can you control your murderous intention and change this problem?

Isn’t it good to get inheritance easily?

The Taoist's expression was indifferent, without any fluctuation, and his ruthless eyes showed no surprise. He calmly said: "How to kill?"

"How do you want to bury me, senior?" Jiang Daoming asked rhetorically.

The Taoist asked calmly: "Why do you insist on killing?"

"The inheritance of the senior demon master created a demon and caused harm to countless innocent people. Should he be killed?" Jiang Daoming said coldly.

"Deserves to be killed!" The Taoist nodded.

"So, has Senior figured out how to dissipate?" Jiang Daoming said indifferently.

Mo Xiuping and the other two fell silent. Should they be killed? It really deserves to be killed!

The Taoist's random inheritance of the demon master caused the entire city to fall, and countless people fed on the demons.

If Jiang Daoming hadn't arrived and pacified Manhuang City, I don't know how many innocent people would have died tragically in the future.

This crime is not too much to blame on a Taoist.

"In his entire life, this poor man has transformed from a human into a demon, and from a demon into a human being. He has saved countless lives, and he has also committed countless crimes."

The Taoist calmly turned around slowly. The thatched house behind him disappeared, and endless darkness emerged: "I don't know how to bury Pindao. Five little friends, you might as well find a way to bury Pindao from Pindao's life."

The four of them were silent. Jiang Daoming frowned and was speechless.

This Taoist was so calm, completely unlike his previous obsessions.

The obsessions of the great demons I encountered in the past were basically more persistent than the last, and they even lacked sanity.

Fahai's obsession was also the regret of cutting off his anger, and he took action directly.

Green Snake's obsession is also resentment.

The evil Buddha is obsessed with wanting to be reborn and return to time again.

But this Taoist behaves like a normal person. It's wrong, or it's not an obsession, it's too normal.

"Come."

The Taoist said calmly and walked into the darkness.

The five people quickly followed and followed the Taoist into the darkness. Of course, they also remained vigilant and guarded against changes.

In the darkness, scenes appeared again, but this time there was no witch or wizard.

The Taoist grew up in a Taoist temple and practiced Taoism and swordsmanship to a very high level. He entered the golden elixir avenue in thirty years.

This talent completely defeated the Buddhist prodigy Tianyin in an instant.

After building the golden elixir avenue, the Taoist left the Taoist temple and went down the mountain to slay demons.

It was a time of trouble, and the Taoist saved the people from fire and water, and tempered his mind. In just ten years, he reached the ninth level.

Afterwards, Taoists used their swords to kill great monsters, great demons, and evildoers all over the place.

He fought almost exclusively for the people, until he went to the wilderness and met a witch.

The Taoist didn't understand love, but it was the witch's initiative and enthusiasm that moved him.

In addition, the witch's lineage suffered a great catastrophe and needed help, so the kind-hearted Taoist stayed.

The witch took care of him meticulously, told him her thoughts, and they watched flowers and the moon together, and went hunting together.

After getting along for a long time, the Taoist gradually developed feelings and accepted the witch.

The two lived happily together. After the witch's lineage was settled, the Taoist wanted to leave and wanted to go back to the Taoist temple to see her family.

The witch was reluctant to leave her hometown and begged the Taoist to stay.

The Taoist insisted on leaving, and the two had a big fight. In the end, the witch compromised and left the witch's lineage with him.

The Taoist cherished the witch more and more, fearing that he would be hurt. As long as the witch asked for something, he could pick even the stars in the sky.

The two returned to the Taoist temple, held a wedding, and then traveled around the world hand in hand, slaying demons and monsters.

Until one day, the Taoist mastered the mystery and became an immortal.

After becoming an immortal, the Taoist wanted to share with the female witch as soon as possible. The witches came and encountered troubles. The Taoist helped the witches solve the troubles, but also committed endless killings.

"Wulian Tianzun." Mo Xiuping sighed lightly and said, "Senior, why can't the Taoist sect find any records about you?"

"The history books of the world don't record my name, and the long river of time doesn't see my shadow." The Taoist said calmly.

"The long river of time?" Jiang Daoming's eyes condensed: "Can you affect the long river of time?"