Chapter 57: Variables

These words were exceptionally cold and cruel, and the indifference in them surprised even Huang Hao, who had been doing evil for many years.

Not only were the so-called Seven Sons of Miao Nan surprised, but even the stunning lady wearing a veil on the flying carriage frowned slightly and turned her gaze here.

As for the girl in green clothes, she couldn't stop jumping, and her whole fat face turned purple-red.

"You kid, are you serious? What a cruel heart!"

After coming to his senses, Huang Hao couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh:

"I'm not bragging, if this is true, you are born to be a good material for demonic bandits! You should eat meat and drink wine with us, and rob and kill happily! How about this, if you are willing to give me five hundred talisman money as filial piety, I will recommend you to the Fuchan Laozu. By then, we Seven Sons of Miao Nan will be the Eight Sons of Miao Nan. Let's sleep with women together and be brothers together, how about it?"

Huang Hao wasn't joking; he really had such thoughts.

Having robbed houses for so many years, what hadn't he seen?

Those young heroes who, stimulated by beauty, had their blood surge and ignored their previous cowardice, wanting to rush up to die...

There were too many, too many to count on fingers and toes.

But in the end, none of them died a good death, and who had a good end?

But someone as sensible as this was rare, and even Huang Hao couldn't help but praise him as a wonderful person.

Hearing his big brother's invitation, the other Seven Sons of Miao Nan also clamored and laughed strangely, releasing black light and ghost fire from their crowns, which was smoky and chaotic.

At this time, dozens of Qi practitioners flew in from all directions. Seeing this scene, they all secretly complained in their hearts and dared not act rashly.

This was a path to Daojun Fu Yu Lake, and they were all going to Daojun Fu Yu Lake to observe the ceremony, but they didn't expect to encounter this group of bandits from Miao Nan Peak.

The Fuchan Laozu of Miao Nan Peak had the cultivation of the third layer of Foundation Establishment and was a long-time bandit madman. He held a "Five Directions Rising Sun Flag" and didn't know how many cultivators' lives he had buried. His fierce name was famous.

And after the Fuchan Laozu of Miao Nan escaped death repeatedly under the hands of the Purple Palace high-ranking masters, his demonic power rose again, forcing several small sects in the Dan Su Kingdom to bow their heads and obediently be yes-men.

"Cave Master Huaiwu is a refining master of the Cave-Mystic realm! Does the Old Monster of Miao Nan dare to act so wildly, not wanting his life anymore?!"

A younger Qi practitioner was indignant, but before he could say more, his companion hurriedly covered his mouth.

"Humph! It is precisely because Cave Master Huaiwu has come that the Old Monster of Miao Nan knows his good days are coming to an end, so he wants to take a risk and make a big profit for the last time!"

Someone sneered and said in a low voice: "Since Cave Master Huaiwu chose Daojun Fu Yu Lake as his dojo and wants to rebuild the 'Golden Valley Marketplace' here, he will inevitably have to clear the area! He will kill all the demonic cultivators and evil ways around here!"

The young Qi practitioner was stunned.

"Only in this way can he protect the peace around the 'Golden Valley Marketplace' and let the cultivators of the Southern Territory know the means of Cave Master Huaiwu!"

The man continued: "But in this way, how can the Old Monster of Miao Nan have a way to live? He can only flee to another land. Robbing like this now is just to make a big profit for the last time as a standing posture!"

"..."

The young Qi practitioner was somewhat desperate:

"Then aren't we just unlucky, running into this group of starving jackals? If we had changed our path, maybe we wouldn't have to spend talisman money... Heaven pities me, I haven't even touched the shadow of the 'Golden Valley Marketplace', and I'm going to lose my family fortune. What kind of logic is this!"

This time, no one answered him.

Several Miao Nan Peak cultivators seemed to have heard the sound, cursed and flew over, reaching out to demand life-buying talisman money.

The situation was stronger than the people.

Many cultivators dared not act rashly and could only endure the humiliation and line up to pay talisman money, and were also severely humiliated.

And on the other side.

Seeing that there was no response from the flying boat for a long time, Huang Hao gradually lost patience and lost the heart to recruit.

"Kid, since you don't answer, I think you look down on the bandit profession!"

He waved his giant axe and scolded:

"I don't blame you for being short-sighted, get out quickly, pay the life-buying talisman money and leave, don't get in the way here!"

"Talisman money?"

A faint voice sounded.

Huang Hao looked over and saw a tall man pushing open the cabin door. His tone was flat and calm, without ripples.

"I don't know how much talisman money I need to pay to buy this life?"

"You..."

A sense of annoyance and disgust arose in Huang Hao's heart for no reason.

Because he made a mistake in practicing poison arts, he almost lost his life. Although he was luckily saved by the Old Monster of Miao Nan, his appearance was ruined and even uglier.

His face was full of pustules, pitted, and yellowish-brown. The large swellings were almost the size of turtle eggs, and the small ones were the size of fish roe. His eyes were deep and his face was extremely hateful.

Over the years, Huang Hao couldn't stand seeing handsome men. Once he met one, he had to torture and kill him by all means to vent the evil in his heart and get a pleasure.

At this time, he saw that the man who walked out of the flying boat was covering his mouth, nose, and eyebrows with a bamboo mask, revealing only his eyes.

But just from his body and demeanor, he was gorgeous and graceful, like a crane in a flock of chickens, and he knew he was extraordinary at a glance.

Huang Hao's expression sank, and seeing that the veiled lady also cast her gaze over, his killing intent became even more intense and could no longer be concealed.

"Easy to say, easy to say, you look kind, I'll give you a big discount."

He sneered repeatedly, and the two cultivators of the sixth layer of Qi Cultivation beside him understood, secretly smiling and stepping forward, sandwiching Chen Hang from left to right.

"Slash!"

When they walked to the front, the two shouted in unison, each taking out a talisman artifact and hitting Chen Hang's two arms.

On the left was a dark red beast-headed long knife. As soon as it was sacrificed, it burst into blinding blood light, and there was a foul, fishy, and sour smell, wanting to stir people's consciousness into chaos and stiffness.

On the right was a yellow-skinned gourd. Although it was only the size of a palm, it seemed as heavy as a giant rock, and the whistling sound of breaking through the air pressed the surrounding atmosphere to stagnation. Not to mention flesh and blood, even gold and iron would be crushed by this blow!

Before the talisman artifact fell, the two who performed the technique already had smiles on their faces.

They were both at the sixth layer of Qi Cultivation, with deep embryonic breathing, and they were caught off guard. Even a practitioner at the eighth or ninth layer of Qi Cultivation would be hit if they were not careful.

If it weren't for Huang Hao liking to torture and kill personally, they were confident that this one round would be enough to easily beat the opponent into a pool of meat mud and complete a killing.

But suddenly, Chen Hang just shook his arms and easily pushed the two talisman artifacts away.

Before the two cultivators' smiles could fade, a trace of mockery appeared on Chen Hang's face. His current Tai Su Jade Body realm of the fifth layer of the Mystic Realm was already difficult for even mid-grade talisman artifacts to hurt, let alone mere low-grade talisman artifacts.

Doing this to him at this distance was equivalent to looking for death.

In the close-quarters fight, clearly his flesh and blood were weak, yet he dared to be so confident?

He suddenly stepped forward and reached out. In the blink of an eye, he strangled the two people's throats like catching a small chicken. With a little force from his fingertips, he plucked off the two good heads and they died on the spot!

"You!"

Huang Hao was terrified. He never thought that two cultivators of the sixth layer of Qi Cultivation would die so easily, just like crushing two worms.

This is no weak, promising youth; he is more like an ancient mountain demon who has killed countless people, his baleful aura filling the sky!

He had also experienced countless fights and was experienced. Seeing that things were not going well, he immediately took out a yellowish-brown turbid smoke, wrapped his body, and wanted to escape, without any hesitation.

Chen Hang sneered and slammed out the Thunder Fire Thunderbolt Pearl that had been buckled in his sleeve. Under the full injection of his embryonic breathing, it roared. Just one face-to-face, it hit Huang Hao so hard that he vomited blood and fell from the cloud, life or death unknown.

His sudden outburst was like a stream of light and lightning. In an instant, he removed two sixth-layer Qi cultivators, and even Huang Hao was seriously injured and vomited blood, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Those Miao Nan Peak cultivators who blocked the road to demand talisman money were all terrified.

How long has it been, and the Seven Sons of Miao Nan have become the Five Sons of Miao Nan? If Huang Hao also dies, it will be four sons!

The four looked at each other and shook their hands in unison, sending out a group of crimson gold fire, making the clouds in the high sky shine brightly, and the rolling heat waves rushed toward them.

Chen Hang reached out and put the flying boat behind him into the storage bag. He didn't use talisman artifacts to resist, just focused his breath and shouted loudly in the air, like rolling thunder!

Rumble!

A violent and irresistible energy suddenly swept across the four directions, rushing away the clouds, making people's ears ache and unbearable.

The crimson gold fire only lasted for an instant before it collapsed. The four people felt dizzy and their chests were very stuffy.

Their embryonic breathing was out of control and reversed, stirring their meridians as painful as a knife cut, and they almost couldn't even control their escape light.

After finally stumbling to stabilize their figures, another shocking air wave pressed toward them again, white and vast.

"Finished..."

The four people showed despair on their faces, all heart as dead ashes.

Chen Hang roared three more times, and the four finally screamed and fell from the cloud, falling into a mess.

"Spare me..."

A yellow-faced cultivator struggled to climb up while coughing blood. Before he could mention a breath of embryonic breathing, he saw Chen Hang had fallen in front of him.

The fear on his face had just appeared when he was slapped by Chen Hang, and his head was patted into his chest, turning into a miserable blood gourd.

And Chen Hang followed suit, raising his hand to pat the other person not far away to death, and the corpse was painted on the ground.

Twice flipping his palms, two Qi practitioners died.

His indifferent and ruthless performance not only made the remaining two Miao Nan Peak cultivators shudder, but also made the dozen or so Qi practitioners who were blocked feel awe, not daring to breathe, for fear that he would be excited to kill and kill them by the way.

"The performance of the Tai Su Jade Body in actual combat is quite impressive. No wonder just one Tong Gaolu suppressed the Rong family to be panicked."

Chen Hang flicked his sleeves and secretly said: "With just this flesh, there are not many who can defeat me in the Qi Cultivation Realm. For such a treasure body, condensing 'Divine Talisman Fire' is just like taking something out of a bag, very good! Very good!"

He continued to walk forward, and the remaining two Miao Nan Peak disciples were instantly panicked.

"Fellow Daoist, spare my life, spare my life! I am willing to be a slave and a maid, willing to be driven by you!"

Among the two remaining, one was a dark-skinned big man, and the other was a plump, charming, and beautiful woman.

The big man's injury was lighter. Seeing Chen Hang walking indifferently, he ignored the female cultivator's plea and stumbled and fled in a panic, almost using his hands and feet.

"Fellow Daoist..."

The beautiful woman with broken legs squeezed out a smile and said pitifully: "Please have pity on me."

Chen Hang paused. Seeing her left hand shrinking in her sleeve, obviously hiding a talisman artifact, he smiled slightly and raised his eyebrows.

And the beautiful woman saw Chen Hang pause, and suddenly felt a sense of survival. She looked over with surprise and joy, only to see that the man standing in front of her was very tall.

Although he used a bamboo mask to cover his face, only revealing his eyes, those dark eyes were as clear as lacquer, like snow falling on high mountains, bright moon and clear wind.

In a trance, the beautiful woman felt that even if this person only showed his eyes, he had a gentle and elegant demeanor, which made people admire him unconsciously.

"It seems... it's not bad to follow him?"

The beautiful woman thought secretly. Seeing Chen Hang walking toward her, subconsciously, even the talisman artifact held in her sleeve loosened a bit.

When the two figures crossed, the beautiful woman fell down.

Her head tilted at a strange angle, and her face still had an incredible look before death.

Chen Hang let go of his fingers indifferently, looked at the direction the dark-skinned big man left, and turned into light to chase.

But after half an incense stick of time, he returned, and a new blood stain was added to his collar.

After picking up all the storage bags of these Miao Nan Peak cultivators, he focused on the direction Huang Hao fell.

On a small hill.

The veiled lady was holding a delicate treasure mirror, manifesting a golden light maze, trapping Huang Hao in it. No matter how he rushed left and right, he was just spinning in vain within ten steps, like a irritable trapped beast.

Seeing Chen Hang approaching, she put away the golden light maze and said coldly and faintly:

"This junior brother seems to have a very heavy killing heart. I specially left him a life for you to kill personally, how about it?"

"It's not that the killing heart is heavy, it's just that I'm very poor. Doing this robbery of the rich and helping the poor occasionally can be considered as killing demons and eliminating demons."

Chen Hang didn't want to argue, smiled slightly, and a big hand of embryonic breathing jumped out from his crown, crossing the distance of dozens of zhang in the blink of an eye, and grabbed Huang Hao fiercely!

Boom!

Huang Hao, who had just escaped from the golden light maze, couldn't breathe a sigh of relief before he saw a big hand of embryonic breathing attacking through the air. He hurriedly pinched a decision, condensing a circle of blood-colored protective treasure light around his body.

But the big hand of embryonic breathing just pinched, and Huang Hao's protective treasure light shattered. He was also slapped, flew horizontally in the air, and bled from his mouth and nose.

"It seems that our Seven Sons of Miao Nan will all be buried here today. I was wrong, it's my vision that's poor..."

Huang Hao climbed up with ragged clothes. He swept the corpses of his fellow disciples with infinite sorrow and asked Chen Hang with a bitter smile:

"Before I die, I still have one question I want to ask. You didn't seem to want to pay attention to idle affairs before. It was I who gave birth to the killing heart for you that made you angry... If I had let you leave at the beginning, would you still have taken action?"

"Who knows?"

Chen Hang opened his mouth indifferently, took out the Thunder Fire Thunderbolt Pearl, and threw it into the sky. Countless roaring sounds exploded, one after another.

Thunder and fire intersected and hit, and after barely supporting for half an incense stick, Huang Hao's means were exhausted, and even his embryonic breathing was not much left.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes. He took out a mid-grade talisman artifact like a dragon-tooth building ship from the storage bag, threw it away, and flew toward Chen Hang!

"Want to self-destruct?"

Feeling the manic spiritual energy flowing disorderly in the talisman artifact, Chen Hang was no stranger to this. His body swayed, and he turned into light and escaped dozens of zhang away.

The veiled lady also flew away gracefully, falling not far from Chen Hang.

The next moment!

A group of surging light flames instantly exploded with a "boom", crackling, leveling the whole small hill, and the aftermath expanded like ripples, forcing even Chen Hang to retreat again to avoid it.

This explosion lasted for more than ten breaths before it slowly stopped. When the light flames faded, Huang Hao's figure was no longer in place.

"It's decisive, but unfortunately, it's still hard to escape death."

Chen Hang took off the bamboo mask that was torn apart, threw it on the ground casually, and his expression turned cold.

Not far away, the lady's veil was also lifted, revealing the bright and beautiful face that was as hot as a lotus, falling as beautiful as a goddess in the heavenly palace, with deep beauty between her eyebrows.

"You..."

Seeing Chen Hang throw away the bamboo covering his face, the lady couldn't help but be a little curious.

She had never seen such a man before. From the appearance, it was not inferior to herself.

This, it's very interesting...

Chen Hang glanced at her flatly, then pointed without expression, taking a drop of Huang Hao's blood.

At this time, those loose cultivators who were originally going to observe the ceremony at Daojun Fu Yu Lake couldn't help but make a loud noise.

They were originally stunned by the power of the talisman artifact's self-destruction, but after the light flames disappeared.

The man and woman standing side by side were both like morning clouds reflecting snow, like the ancient gods riding clouds and wearing mist on Mount Guxie, unique and outstanding, and couldn't help but sigh in surprise.

"You take his blood, are you going to perform the Daoist art of cursing?"

The lady looked at Chen Hang taking out a painting, on which was a woman without a face. After dripping blood on it, Huang Hao's facial features slowly floated out stroke by stroke, lining the woman's clothing on the picture, which was extremely strange and weird.

"You refined this talisman artifact very crudely. Among the seventeen restrictions, four are incomplete. It can only curse and kill Qi practitioners, but it cannot break the protective true Qi of Foundation Establishment cultivators."

The lady shook her head gently.

Chen Hang didn't answer.

This Qing'e painting was obtained from Tong Gaolu. It only needs to drip the blood of the person to be cursed on it, and the face will gradually appear. After six hours, when the face is completely depicted, it is the time when the person dies.

It's just that this talisman artifact takes a long time, is inconvenient, and is not suitable for frontal attack, so Chen Hang rarely uses it.

"Why didn't you let go of that woman just now? I think she still has some beauty."

Seeing Chen Hang silent, the lady spoke again: "You—"

"Is Senior Sister usually so noisy?"

Chen Hang turned his head to look at her for the first time and said calmly:

"I still need to perform the technique, please be quiet."

The lady widened her eyes, as if she couldn't believe what she had just heard.

It wasn't until Chen Hang's gaze was always as quiet as a flat lake that she felt a little angry and funny, turned her body away, and walked a few steps away from him.

At this time, the fat girl in green clothes also jumped over.

She looked at her lady, then at Chen Hang, tilted her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

After half an incense stick of time, seeing that Huang Hao's face was about to be completely depicted on the Qing'e painting, at this time, a shrill scream suddenly came from the sky. The voice was full of despair, and just hearing it made people's hair stand on end.

Chen Hang looked up, and his face changed slightly.

He and the lady looked at each other, and both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

"This is?"

Two-in-one.

Thanks to the Heavenly Demon Arrival Office for the 1500-point reward, thanks to the old friend for the 200-point reward, thanks to OJLO for the 200-point reward, thanks to the exaggerated 100-point reward, thanks to the wonderful food light for the 100-point reward, thanks to the book friend for the 100-point reward.

Happy New Year's Eve to everyone!!! ===== CHAPTER 58 =====