Han Feng did not kill him. He only severely injured him. From the time the Little Daoist appeared to the time he left, it did not take long. In addition, the spell he used was not visible to mortals, so it did not affect the mortals on the streets of Green Dragon Street.
At most, he would feel a cold wind blowing past him.
However, the number of pedestrians on the streets was still much fewer. The main reason for this was that Chen Xiao had vomited blood and fainted.
Chen Xiao's hometown had already moved out of this Azure Dragon Street eight years ago. At this time, not many people recognized Chen Xiao's identity.
Han Feng sighed. With his hands behind his back, he slowly walked towards a grocery store at the side. After entering, Shopkeeper Li of the grocery store immediately bent down and walked forward.
Han Feng pointed at the unconscious Chen Xiao and said,""Shopkeeper Li, please find two assistants to carry this person to my shop.”
Shopkeeper Li hesitated for a moment. He looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him. He took a few steps forward and said softly,"Shopkeeper Han, we don't even know if this person is dead or alive. I think it's better to report it to the City Patrol Bureau. Otherwise, you'll probably get into trouble.”
Han Feng smiled and patted Manager Li's shoulder. He shook his head and said,"It's fine. Get someone to send it to me.”
With that, he turned around and slowly walked away with his hands behind his back.
Looking at Han Feng's back, Manager Li sighed and said to himself,"Good man, this Manager Han is really a good man!”After muttering, he immediately turned around and shouted,"Waiter, little San, come out for this daddy, carry that person lying outside to Shopkeeper Han's shop!”
Almost at the same time that Han Feng returned to the shop, two assistants dressed in coarse clothes had already carried Chen Xiao back. Under Han Feng's instructions, they placed her on the floor of the shop.
Han Feng casually took out some silver and sent the two workers away. Then, he closed the door of the shop and sat beside the furnace, pondering silently.
If he did not save Chen Xiao, she would not be able to live. Han Feng sighed. Seeing that Chen Xiao had been filial to him for more than ten years, he took out a lowest-grade pill from his Sea of Consciousness and flicked it into Chen Xiao's mouth.
Then, he picked up the wine pot and drank while waiting for the other party to wake up.
As for the young Daoist, he sped along the way without caring about the world. In the end, he even threw out his flying sword and turned into a long rainbow as he sped toward the south of the Great Wilderness.
In the southern suburbs of the Great Desolate, there was a Daoist temple. The surroundings of the Daoist temple were quite quiet, and there was a clear pond. Pink lotus flowers grew in the pond, and green lotus leaves floated on them. Some fish gently touched the lotus leaves in the pond, causing the leaves to slowly float. At the same time, circles of ripples were drawn on the surface of the pond, giving it a sense of otherworldliness.
A small stone path paved with cobblestones meandered down from the Taoist temple. On both sides of the path were some willow trees. Whenever the wind blew, the willow trees would sway and dance, making rustling sounds. It was quite elegant.
At this moment, although a breeze came, the sound of the swaying willow trees was covered by the sound of the wind breaking through the air. The young Taoist priest turned into a long rainbow and suddenly landed outside the ancient Taoist temple. As soon as he landed, he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale as he pushed open the door of the ancient Taoist temple with a palm and staggered in.
A few cultivators sitting cross-legged in the ancient Taoist temple suddenly opened their eyes. When one of them saw the miserable appearance of the young Taoist priest, he immediately stood up and said in surprise,"Junior brother, how could a mere mortal cause you to be so heavily injured?”
The young Taoist priest pushed this person away and said sternly,""I want to see Master, Master!”
"What are you panicking for!" A middle-aged man walked out from the Taoist temple. He had a wide face and small eyes, but his big ears were quite eye-catching. At first glance, he looked quite dignified.
After this person appeared, the cultivators who were sitting cross-legged all stood up and respectfully stood to the side.
When the young Taoist priest saw the middle-aged man, he knelt on the ground with a plop and said,"Master, my natal spirit dharma was broken by someone and my mind was damaged. Master, avenge me!”
The large-eared cultivator glanced at the young Daoist and waved his sleeve. He reached out and grabbed at the air. Black gas suddenly appeared in the air and quickly condensed to form a giant skull.
Then, the large-eared cultivator grabbed the skull with his right hand and slapped the top of the little Daoist's head without a word. The little Daoist's body immediately trembled and his face revealed a painful expression. In the blink of an eye, black gas appeared. After a long time, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood. Then, the black gas on his face slowly dissipated and revealed a trace of redness. The injuries caused by the destruction of his natal divine soul dharma were immediately healed.
"Tell me in detail!" the large-eared cultivator said slowly as he raised his right hand.
The Little Daoist took a deep breath and quickly told him what he had experienced. The Little Daoist was very eloquent and spoke very vividly. The large-eared cultivator listened quietly. The disciples beside him lowered their heads and did not speak, but their eyes revealed strange expressions.
Not long after, the Little Daoist finished speaking. His eyes revealed hatred as he added,"Master, I've already reported your name, but that person is too arrogant. Master, no matter what, we have to teach him a lesson!”
The large-eared cultivator's expression remained the same. He looked at the Little Daoist and calmly said,"Are you sure that when you first saw this person, there was no magic power in his body, just like a mortal?”
The young Taoist priest quickly nodded and said,"Master, it can't be wrong. I thought he was a mortal at first."”
The large-eared cultivator's eyes revealed a strange light. There was no emotion on his face as he slowly said,"Come with me and lead the way. There's no need to cast any spells.”
The young Daoist was immediately overjoyed and quickly led the way. He led the large-eared cultivator out of the Daoist temple. As for the other cultivators in the temple, they wanted to follow, but when they saw that their master didn't summon them, they looked at each other. One of them sighed and said,"Master really dotes on Junior Brother too much.”
"This isn't the first time. Jealousy isn't something you can do. With Master's wisdom, how can you not tell that Junior Brother's words are not true? It's better for us to ignore them.”a middle-aged cultivator said with a bitter smile.
"With Little Junior Brother's personality, he will get into big trouble sooner or later.”Another person muttered and fell silent.
"With Master here, even if Little Junior Brother gets into big trouble, he will probably be fine. If it were us, it would be hard to say.”The person who spoke first said with emotion.
"This isn't the first time we've known about Master's favoritism. Even the cultivation method Little Junior Brother cultivates is different from us. Forget it, it's fine as long as we understand this matter in our hearts. If we say it out loud, it'll seem like we're petty.”
"I wonder which sect the person who provoked little junior brother this time is from. From what little junior brother said just now, how could this person mingle with mortals?”the middle-aged cultivator asked.
"If the other party is from the Cultivator Alliance, then there will be a big problem. There are all kinds of cultivators. I think this person is very likely to be a Golden Immortal, which is why he can easily break Little Junior Brother's natal soul Dharma Idol.”
"What's the use of us saying this? With Master's status in the Cultivator Alliance, let alone a Golden Immortal, even a Grand Unity Mystic Immortal will end up the same!”
The few of them chatted for a while before ignoring the matter and continuing to sit cross-legged.
As the Little Daoist walked, he felt proud. He had long known that his master treated him the best, perhaps because he was his master's last disciple.
Ever since he was young, whenever he encountered any trouble, he only needed to tell his master and he would immediately take him to destroy the other party. All these years, his master had never refused.
He sneered in his heart and thought that his master would definitely make that person die without a burial place this time. He would let him know the consequences of provoking him!
Thinking of this, he stole a glance at his master beside him. From the surface, he could not tell whether he was happy or angry. The Little Daoist was secretly happy. Based on his understanding of his master, the more expressionless he was, the angrier his master was.
In his memory, every time his master took him to kill those who provoked him, his face would always be like this. No matter what kind of enemy he provoked, as long as he saw his master, his face would immediately turn red with fear. He would either kneel and beg for mercy or immediately escape. Even if a few of them tried to resist, in the end, all three types of people had the same ending.
The pride in the Little Daoist's heart was as if he had eaten honey. He took a deep breath and quickly walked a few steps forward. He secretly thought to himself that that person should not run away. He had to go over quickly.
As he was walking, the large-eared cultivator stopped in his tracks. The little Daoist hurriedly turned his head after taking a few steps, only to see the large-eared cultivator's gaze fall on a stall selling candy figurines.
The large-eared cultivator's eyes revealed a gentle light. He walked up to the stall and gently said,"How much is this candy clay figurine?"
The moment the vendor saw the large-eared cultivator, he felt a good impression of him. He smiled and said,"Five coppers will do."
The large-eared cultivator nodded with a smile. He took out five copper coins and placed them on the stall. After carefully looking at the vivid sugar figurines one by one, he finally picked one up.
The Little Daoist was stunned. This was the first time he had seen his master buy a sugar figurine. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. However, he never expected that the large-eared cultivator would actually hand him the sugar figurine!
" Little De Zi, when I first saw you when you were young, you were fighting with a group of wild children over a sugar figurine. Perhaps you've already forgotten…" The large-eared cultivator's eyes were filled with emotion.
The Little Daoist was stunned. He took the sugar figurine and couldn't help but think of his miserable childhood. If it weren't for his master, he would have died long ago. Thinking of this, his eyes turned slightly red and he whispered,"I didn't forget. It was Master who brought me out and taught me spells and divine arts.”
The large-eared cultivator stroked the little Daoist's head and said,""Let's go, take me to see that person.”
The Little Daoist looked at the sugar figurine in his hand. Scenes of his childhood slowly appeared in his mind. He took a deep breath and carefully placed the sugar figurine in his storage space. He was prepared to keep it for the rest of his life because it was bought by his master...
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