Martial Cultivator

This is the gaseous state.

It is a gas state that young monks cannot possess.

This kind of gas state must be something that can only be experienced by someone who has been in a high position and overlooked the human world for many years.

Chen Chao had never even felt this kind of gas in the guardian envoy, and it was comparable to that of the academy dean.

"Who is the senior?"

Chen Chao took a step back without leaving a trace and looked around with a calm expression.

Although he didn't know why the man in front of him appeared here, Chen Chao knew very well that if he really wanted to take action, even as a martial artist, he might not have the upper hand. In the cemetery before, Chen Chao But I have seen with my own eyes that those monks have all kinds of methods.

Since the middle-aged Taoist in front of him is such a person, he has many tricks.

The middle-aged Taoist glanced at Chen Chao indifferently and said calmly, "The elixir in your hand has no effect on you, but if you find it first, I can exchange it with you."

"I came from wishful thinking."

These two sentences from the middle-aged Taoist man, one after the other, contain a lot of meaning.

Chen Chao frowned and heard the meaning behind it. He had a high realm and an extraordinary background, and he could talk to people so calmly. If it were another monk, he would have to admit defeat, but Chen Chao shook his head. He said, "Senior, what do you think can be compared with this thing?"

It's not that there is nothing that cannot be compared with the elixir, but even if there is such a thing, the middle-aged Taoist in front of him will not take it out.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Chen Chao and did not speak in a hurry. He just looked at Chen Chao calmly.

Chen Chao raised his head and looked at him, and it was easy to see the traces of vicissitudes of life in his eyes. It was like an endless lake, but it was like a pool of stagnant water with no life.

That is indifference to the world and indifference to all things.

This kind of emotion is common in his eyes.

The middle-aged Taoist occupies a high position and has a higher realm. In the outside world of cultivation, his status is not much different from that of Emperor Liang. It is precisely because of this that he already has most of the pursuits in the world. They have no emotions at all about this world. These are the real big shots. What they think is always beyond the imagination of ordinary monks.

Chen Chao saw the endless loneliness, but

Instead of sinking in, he quickly pulled away, stared at the ordinary face, and said, "Senior, if you don't have anything to say, then junior will leave."

Although Chen Chao said he wanted to leave, he did not move.

The middle-aged Taoist smiled, but there was no smile on his face.

"Hurry up and get the elixir to the real person. That's not what you should take. Why should you contaminate it?"

The green ox spoke. It was trying to figure out the middle-aged Taoist's thoughts. It felt that it was time to speak at this moment, so it did so.

Chen Chao ignored it and just glanced at the green cow.

With just one glance, Qingniu mooed angrily.

It has also lived for many years. At a glance, you can feel that Chen Chao has actually killed many monsters.

All the demon clans in the world are from the same clan, so it is naturally angry.

Chen Chao still ignored it. If he only had this cow, he would have taken action long ago.

"The shameless old man from the capital of God may like to talk about things like truth, but he may not be able to talk about it in front of me. As for you, you are not qualified to speak. Since you don't want to live, then don't live. ”

If it were something else, the middle-aged Taoist might be able to ignore it, but for the elixir in front of him, he would never let it go no matter what.

Chen Chao sneered and said, "Sure enough, no matter how many years you practice, you will still be shameless!"

The middle-aged Taoist's eyes were indifferent. He had never heard anyone dare to say such words in front of him. It has been like this from the beginning of practice to now.

But even so, he will not be angry at this moment. After practicing for many years, his Taoist heart has long been calm, and he is determined not to have any emotional fluctuations because of these few words.

"You still have a choice."

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Chen Chao indifferently and said, "It is not easy for a young man like you to appear in the Liang Dynasty. It is not a good thing to be here."

Chen Chao's face was expressionless, and just as he was about to speak, the middle-aged Taoist's voice rang out again.

"Don't think about revenge

Let alone killing you, even if I kill a prince of your emperor, I don’t know what he will do. "

His voice was cold and indifferent, as if he was saying something insignificant.

Chen Chao looked at him and his expression changed slightly.

He did not doubt the truth of this sentence at all. Of course, he did not think that Emperor Liang would be indifferent, but he believed that he could definitely do such a thing.

Killing a prince will not be considered a big problem.

"Are you the infatuated temple master?"

Chen Chao remembered that this Taoist had said that he came from the Infatuated Mind Concept before, and now he spoke like this. He naturally thought of the Taoist Master. Maybe if he was really that person, he would not care about his own life or death no matter what.

The middle-aged Taoist said nothing or acknowledged.

He is the real person in charge of Chixin Guan, a big shot below the master of the contemplation, but after all is said and done, he is still below the master of the contemplation.

Chen Chao said clearly, "I'm afraid the master of the temple might even want to show off his face. A person like Senior is not very suitable."

As soon as the words "not suitable" were spoken, the middle-aged Taoist finally showed a flash of anger in his eyes, as if someone had dropped a pebble in his dead lake.

Although the waves stirred up were limited, there were still some waves.

For the middle-aged Taoist, the fact that he failed to become the master of Chixin Temple was the only shortcoming in his Taoist heart. But now that Chen Chao pointed it out intentionally or unintentionally, it would naturally arouse his anger.

He looked at Chen Chao, with a hint of killing intent in his eyes.

At this moment, he looked at Chen Chao in front of him as if he were looking at a dead object.

He already had murderous intentions towards Chen Chaosheng.

If a Taoist master wants to kill people, how many people in the world can survive?

If he were outside, Chen Chao felt that he would die right now.

But it's not outside at the moment.

So he just had some sweat on his palms and smiled.

Qing Niu had experienced the terror of the middle-aged Taoist. Seeing that Chen Chao was still laughing, Qing Niu asked in confusion, "Why are you laughing?"

Chen Chao ignored it before

He had visited Qingniu several times, but this time he still said seriously, "Outside, if he takes one look at me, I might die, but here, I might kill him."

Qingniu became a little stunned when he heard this.

How could it have imagined that Chen Chao would actually speak like this.

Naturally, he was a little distracted for a while.

Just when it was distracted, Chen Chao looked at the middle-aged Taoist and laughed loudly, "Come on, old Taoist!"

When the middle-aged Taoist heard this not-so-insulting title, the emotion in his eyes changed again. This feeling was really unfamiliar to him.

Then he glanced at Chen Chao.

Nothing happened.

Yes, according to Chen Chao, if he looked at Chen Chao outside, Chen Chao would die.

But now he is not outside. Here, he is no longer a powerful monk in the Wangyou Realm, he is just an old Taoist priest.

He couldn't look at a person and kill the person he wanted to kill.

But he is still an unusual old Taoist priest.

So this glance would still have some effect, and Chen Chao's face became pale.

He suddenly felt a wave of water rising in front of him, rushing towards him.

The tide wasn't real, but it was still terrifying.

It's not something a monk in the sea of ​​suffering can resist.

But the next moment, Chen Chao also raised his head and faced the tide.

At this moment, Chen Chao was like a small boat in the stormy sea, rolling with the waves, but no matter how big the waves were, it was not necessarily easy to destroy this small boat.

A wave will submerge it, but what about when the wave passes?

Will Ye Xiaozhou capsize?

Even if it capsizes, I'm afraid it will still float on the sea.

The middle-aged Taoist's expression did not change, and he just continued to look into Chen Chao's eyes.

Those are the eyes of a young man.

There are many things in it that he doesn't have.

The most different thing is vitality.

Full of vitality.

He didn't.