Chapter 592 Fierce Battle in the Rat’s Hole

Xu Zhiqiong was dejected and sat in the Xingxiu Corridor without speaking.

The master sat next to Xu Zhiqiong and said comfortingly: "You may not understand, how can a person like him become a god in the Taoist sect?"

Xu Zhiqiong nodded repeatedly: "I really can't understand!"

The master sighed: "Actually, I can't understand this matter. Even the founder can't understand the reason."

Xu Zhiqiong looked at the master and said: "He is dancing on the fence, dressed as a woman."

The master sighed: "Dancing is nothing. He pretended to be a woman and did even more filthy things."

"He's still squatting on a tree and cursing on the street!"

"He also stood on a tree to urinate. Some people scolded him and he even threw stones at others."

"Why is he so nasty?"

The master shook his head and said: "Not only is he dirty, this guy is also very lustful. You don't know how many women he has been around, and you don't know how many things he has missed for women."

Xu Zhiqiong said angrily: "Can such a dirty person become a god?"

The master sighed and said: "I always thought that there was no more shameless person in the world than him, until I met you..."

Xu Zhiqiong gritted his teeth and said, "I'm still better than him!"

"Stronger, a little..." the master answered with some reluctance.

Xu Zhiqiong turned to look at his master: "You swear to God, I am better than him."

The master pondered for a moment and said, "Go away and think about it."

"Master, I am really better than him!" Xu Zhiqiong's voice was trembling.

With a smile, the master changed the topic: "You usually learn illusion skills from Ling Han."

"Illusion?" Xu Zhiqiong was startled, "My disciple is good at illusion, so there is no need to learn this."

The master smiled and said: "The little skin you have is nothing to mention in front of Ling Han. No one in the world who knows illusions can compare with her, not even my senior brother can compare with her."

When he mentioned his senior brother, Xu Zhiqiong looked at his master with tears in his eyes: "I am still better than him."

The master comforted Zhiqiong and said, "You should think about your mistakes first. I see that you are quite advanced in the soul-splitting technique. I will teach you some techniques later."

Xu Zhiqiong entered the Siguo Room and shuddered all over when he thought of Lang Zhongxue's past.

After erasing Lang Zhongxue's appearance from his mind, Xu Zhiqiong thought of what happened in the wine shop again.

Who are those three indescribable figures?

Zhong Jianxue didn't have enough cultivation, so she probably didn't sense the existence of those three big figures, but just felt fear.

I'm afraid the only one who knows their identities is Taibu...

While he was thinking, the master suddenly appeared in front of him and said to Xu Zhiqiong: "Concentrate the power of imagery in one place."

He came so suddenly that Xu Zhiqiong was startled.

"Master, where do you want me to focus?"

"Whatever matters most to you, first visualize it."

Xu Zhiqiong visualized a peach without thinking.

The master looked at Taozi and shouted angrily: "Is this what you care about most?"

Xu Zhiqiong quickly dispelled the concrete image: "Master, what I care about most is Taoism. I suddenly had distracting thoughts just now, and the concrete image is wrong."

In Xingyuan Hall, it is normal to have distracting thoughts.

Master expressed his understanding.

Xu Zhiqiong re-embodied the mask of a judge.

The master was very satisfied: "Next to the Taoist mask, you can embody something you care about."

Xu Zhiqiong once again visualized a peach.

The master was furious: "Tell me, how are you better than that guy?"

Xu Zhiqiong quickly changed the image, wiped out the peach, and replaced it with Zhonglang Seal.

The master pushed Zhonglang Yin far away, and he could control Xu Zhiqiong's physical form.

"Now I want to steal the mask and Zhonglang Seal. No matter which one I steal, you will lose. If you lose once, you will have to stay in Siguofang for an extra hundred hours."

Xu Zhiqiong looked at the distance between Zhonglang Yin and the mask. It was almost ten feet.

At this distance, facing a first-grade judge, he could not defeat him if he concentrated on it, let alone multitasking. It was impossible for Xu Zhiqiong to take care of two things at the same time, which was a clear defeat.

Xu Zhiqiong was still thinking about countermeasures, but the master had already taken action.

He reached for the mask, not too quickly.

Xu Zhiqiong used the power of imagery to change the position of the mask.

This is Xu Zhiqiong's concrete representation, and the power of imagery responds extremely quickly.

The master didn't touch the mask and suddenly turned around to get the Zhonglang Seal.

Xu Zhiqiong immediately changed the position of the Zhonglang Seal. As soon as the Zhonglang Seal was moved, the mask was already in the master's hand.

The master smiled: "If you lose, you will get an extra hundred hours."

Xu Zhiqiong snorted coldly and said: "If you want to punish me for an extra hundred hours, just say so. Why go around the bush?"

The master didn't say much, and the mask and Zhonglang Seal were placed in front of him again.

"Bet again. If you lose, you will get another hundred hours."

"Wait a moment……"

As soon as Xu Zhiqiong opened his mouth, the master stretched out his hand towards Zhonglang Yin.

Xu Zhiqiong learned the lesson and moved the Zhonglang seal towards the direction of the mask.

The master turned to grab the mask, while Xu Zhiqiong kept closing the distance between the mask and Zhonglang Yin.

After a lot of back and forth, Zhonglang Yin finally came into the hands of the master.

The method is correct, but the master's speed is too fast. If Xu Zhiqiong is distracted for a moment, the master can easily succeed.

"You lose again, give me another hundred hours."

"Wait a minute," Xu Zhiqiong started sweating, "I will never win according to this betting method. You are trying to imprison me for the rest of my life!"

The master shook his head and said: "You actually have a chance of winning. This is your embodiment. You can change it at any time with the power of imagery, but I can only reach out and grab it. In the end, you still have the advantage."

Xu Zhiqiong said: "If I only guard one thing, I still have a chance of winning. However, I really can't take care of two things at the same time."

"You can always think of a way to balance the situation, otherwise you will never get out of the house of thought for the rest of your life!" The master's eyes were somewhat gloomy.

Xu Zhiqiong looked at his master and realized that he was not joking.

Why did this old guy suddenly go crazy?

Xu Zhiqiong racked his brains to think of a way to deal with it, while his master waited quietly.

After a cup of tea, Xu Zhiqiong raised his head and said: "I thought of it!"

The master nodded: "Okay! Come and give it a try!"

Xu Zhiqiong looked at the mask with his left eye and the Zhonglang Seal with his right eye.

He used the power of imagery to materialize a peach between the two.

He placed the Zhonglang seal between the two peaches and put the mask on the peach.

"Master, come and get it!"

The master stepped forward and kicked Xu Zhiqiong to the ground.

"You can't carve rotten wood, but you're just like that guy!"

…

In the early morning, Xu Zhiqiong walked out of the Xingxiu Corridor in a daze.

After spending a whole night with his master, Xu Zhiqiong never won, and he didn't know how many hours he lost.

He quietly went to the west courtyard and saw that Yue Junshan's puppet was still there.

Xu Zhiqiong pulled out a silver needle and quietly inserted it into the puppet's body.

He turned back to the main courtyard and saw Zhong Jianxue still asleep in the guest room.

Zhong Jianxue huddled up in a ball and did not sleep soundly.

He didn't attack Jiao Liewei, not necessarily because he was soft-hearted, but because he was probably frightened.

Xu Zhiqiong gently woke up Zhong Jianxue: "Brother Zhong, come with me to paint a boat for recreation for a few days."

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To be continued...