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Volume 1, Chapter 397 of Yan Cunzheng: Good fortune and misfortunes are unpredictable

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    See the fastest updates "How is it possible? Young man, do you think everyone else is a fool?" The old Taoist priest stared at Zijian very unhappily, "Young man, there are only three techniques in the world that can produce your exquisite seven-holes  Dao Xin still needs great opportunities. One of them is the 'Hundred Skills Sutra' sent by me. The other two are also in the hands of some of my old friends. Tell me, which old guy are you sent to find me?  The old man is happy?" Zijian said blankly: "What do you really don't know?" The old Taoist looked at Zijian. If Zijian is not so good at pretending, then he really doesn't know anything."  "The seven orifices and the exquisite Taoist heart".  Zijian shook his head. He had heard of the word Dao Xin, but he didn't think he could connect Dao Xin with himself.  The old Taoist suddenly moved forward, grabbed Zijian's wrist, stretched out three fingers, and touched his veins. Then, the old Taoist's expression changed drastically: "This this is not the Qiqiao Exquisite Taoist Heart, this is this is  The heart of a hundred spirits" Zijian had no idea how the exquisite Taoist heart with seven orifices suddenly turned into the heart of a hundred spirits.  "Young man, let me ask you, do you really have no master?" The old Taoist said. Seeing Zijian opening his mouth to answer, he said in a deep voice: "This matter is extremely important. You can only answer it if you want it!" "No." Zijian shook his head.  "Then what skills have you practiced?" said the old Taoist, and glared at Zijian again, "Don't lie to me, the old Taoist. I can't tell whether you are a monk or not. Can't you feel it?" He stretched out his hand and touched Zijian's.  With regard to the pulse gate, all disguises are naturally broken. Zijian's pulse condition is extraordinary, and he must have cultivated himself.  Zijian was extremely puzzled, but he saw that this old man had grabbed his veins with just one hand. His strength was much higher than his own, but he didn't look like he was doing any harm to him, so he answered honestly: "  I have practiced a breath-taking technique called 'Haichuan'. ""Haichuan is just the most common introductory breath-taking technique. It is widely spread. It is absolutely impossible to create such a Taoist mind." The old Taoist's eyes widened at first.  He was talking, and then he muttered something that no one could hear clearly: "Could it be that this young man is a peerless genius that is difficult to find in thousands of years? Could it be that God bless our sect?" No matter where Zijian came from, he didn't want to  Letting Zijian go like this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.  As soon as he finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed again. His hand had been resting on Zijian's arm, and he naturally knew his pulse very well. At this moment, he saw a new problem from the pulse.  Without waiting for Zijian to answer, he asked: "Young man, let me ask you, do you have any strange feelings when you are doing handicrafts during this period? As if the things made by your hands are alive?"  "Old man, how do you know?" Zijian's eyes widened. This was his secret and he hadn't told anyone. It was precisely for this reason that he had only recently started working as a spy.  "Sure enough" The old Taoist frowned. Zijian's Heart of the Hundred Spirits has not only been generated, stabilized, and even matured, but now Zijian doesn't know how to use and control it at all.  Taoist heart is not something people are born with, but acquired through cultivation. To the human body, it is like an organ that has mutated. It does not necessarily bring good results. If it cannot be controlled, it will lead to  cause harm.  If Zijian¡¯s Taoist heart continues to develop on its own, it will get out of control.  "Young man, I want to accept you as my disciple, are you willing?" The old Taoist suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Zijian.  "Old man, this is too abrupt." Zijian wanted to pull his hand back, but the old man's hand seemed to be an iron pliers, motionless.  It seems that if he refuses directly, he will not even think about leaving. Zijian can only say: "Let me think about it." "Boy, don't you know who my uncle is?" The young Taoist priest next to him suddenly widened his eyes when he heard this.  Eyes, his uncle wants to accept a disciple, but there are still people who are unwilling?  If it were him, he would have knelt on the ground and shouted Master. He was just an ordinary disciple, not a direct disciple.  The old Taoist frowned and waved his hand to interrupt him. He turned to look at Zijian, but his face was pleasant again.  "Okay, I'll wait here, you think about it." "WellI'm going back" Zijian was really a little intimidated by this enthusiastic old Taoist priest.  "Okay you go back and think it over carefully, come to me immediately, where do you live? I'll send someone to take you back." The old Taoist hesitated for a long time, then let go of Zijian's hand and said.  He was really happy to see Hunter Xin, and couldn't bear to let go of such a good pure jade.  It¡¯s not surprising that Zijian is gifted. Zi Baifeng is so talented. How could Zi Baifeng¡¯s father be an ordinary person?  Zi is the surname of the wise king in ancient times. Maybe they really inherited it.The bloodline of the ancient royal family has amazing talents.  "I'll just go back by myself." Zijian quickly packed up his tools, turned around and ran away as if running away. Taxue had also followed him just now and was wandering nearby. Zijian whistled and Taxue ran over and took Zijian into Luohuang.  And escape.  "Uncle" The young Taoist priest turned to look at the old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest took his chin and pointed forward, saying: "Why don't you follow him? Find out where he lives!" The young Taoist priest quickly chased after him.  .  How fast are you walking on the snow?  Even if it is running on the ground, it is not something that ordinary people can catch up with. In the blink of an eye, it disappears.  Looking at the empty intersection, the young Taoist priest stood there dumbfounded.  ¡­ Beiting is the poorest and most chaotic area in Zaitianzhou. It is home to a large number of poor people, herdsmen who have lost their livestock and no longer graze, wandering habitual criminals and poor outsiders.  In an ordinary house in Beiting, Zhou Xing lay on the bed, sweating all over his body, and his body was so red that it seemed like he could bleed. The unspeakable pain came from his heart, making him want to tear his heart out.  Dig them all out.  There were many times when he wanted to put his hand into his chest and end his life himself, but his will to live stopped him time and time again.  An old man was holding a basin of water and wanted to get closer. Zhou Xing suddenly waved his hand and roared: "Don't come here!" He was worried that he would hurt the only person he could trust now, who had been following him since he was a child.  old servant.  Since that night when he was taken away and the crazy old man put a heart into his chest, he has suffered pain that was absolutely unimaginable before.  You can¡¯t live, you can¡¯t die.  The old man told him that this strange heart is the Taoist heart, which many monks cannot obtain after practicing for a lifetime. Once this Taoist heart is implanted in his body, he will become an immortal and possess powerful powers.  Strength, revenge, etc. are just a matter of course. As long as he deceives a few people to satisfy his heart, everything is not a problem.  That's right, after he deceived a few outsiders, the heat flowing out of his heart gave him unimaginable power. Twenty or thirty martial arts masters could not even enter his body, but he easily killed himself.  Enemies of parents.  For about a year or two after that, he was addicted to the pleasure of having power. As long as he lied to people and kept lying to people, his heart would be satisfied, and then his power would become bigger and bigger.  stronger.  But the desire of the heart is endless. From the beginning, he deceived three or five people, and later he had to deceive dozens of people. Even now, even if he deceives a hundred people, it may not be able to satisfy the greedy needs of the heart.  And this Dao Heart was not flawless. In the fourth month after the Dao Heart was implanted, he once again met the needs of the Dao Heart. When he was waiting for powerful power to surge throughout his body, what he encountered was not strength, but severe pain.  The pain is worse than death.  When the person who was deceived angrily punched and kicked him, he couldn't even feel the pain on his body because his heart was so painful that he couldn't feel anything else at all.  When he finally struggled out of the severe pain, he found himself lying on the bed of the inn, next to the old servant who had been with him since he was a child, and he finally felt the familiar power - after the severe pain,  The power is back.  When his heart began to hurt violently, he would ask his old servant to tie him up, but since two years ago, he has been unable to find anything to tie his hands and feet.  Rope won¡¯t work, iron chains won¡¯t work, and fine steel won¡¯t work.  After all, Dao Xin was still transforming his body, giving him more power - on this point, the old man was right.  Since then, he tried not to lie to others. His Taoist heart was like a wall clock that had lost its power, gradually slowing down, and even later, he couldn't even move.  How low has he fallen?  He even reduced himself to trying to cheat a child out of a lollipop, and then he barely survived.  Having to deceive and live in the orbit set by others is indescribable. Zhou Xing is not a person willing to follow the crowd. He is trying to solve the problems caused by his Taoist heart through various methods.  As a side effect, when his Taoist heart is at its peak, he can exert powerful fighting power. He uses this fighting power to challenge, rob, and search. He has kidnapped various famous mortal doctors and famous monks, and forced them to  These people helped him solve the problem of Taoism, but without exception, they all failed.  The Taoist heart is the core of monks¡¯ cultivation and the most fundamental foundation of a monk. If the Taoist heart is implanted into a person¡¯s body, let alone seeing it, he has never even heard of it.  Not to mention, it is such a powerful Taoist heart.    Today's Zhou Xing is no longer the young boy he was when he was just starting out. He has even won the title of the number one master of the younger generation, and was given a title called "One Star in the South Sky", but all this  , it actually doesn¡¯t make sense to him.  Then, he came here. He heard that there was a Noodle Fairy Conference here, and at the Noodle Fairy Conference, the most powerful masters in the world would gather, and even true immortals would come.  He believes that if no one here can solve his problem, he may never have a chance to get rid of this evil Taoist heart.  So he came.
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