"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, I will make sure you die."
The old Taoist Niubi smiled slightly and then continued.
"Anyone can practice the Divine Soul Art and become stronger, but if you want to achieve the best results, you must have a perfect soul."
"Since the method of rebirth cannot obtain a perfect soul, we can only use other methods to make up for it."
"Only after making amends, obtaining a perfect soul, and then starting to formally practice the Divine Soul Art, can you obtain a perfect Divine Soul."
"And the way I found to make up for it was to find someone with the same soul that is close to perfection."
"After special tempering, its soul can blend with mine, so that my soul can achieve true perfection."
"Only in this way can I truly begin to practice the Divine Soul Art."
Having said this, the old Taoist Niubi looked at Sima Xiangtu again. That look didn't look like he was looking at a person, but at food.
"What I practice is not the Divine Soul Art at all, but the trap you set."
"What I practice is the method of tempering, constantly tempering my soul, so as to achieve the point of merging with your soul."
"So, over the years, I thought that my cultivation was constantly improving, but in fact I was perfecting myself until I became the thing that would allow you to obtain a perfect soul?"
Sima Xiangtu's voice began to tremble.
This truth made him very painful.
He had always felt that the wise old man was being manipulated by him, but now he discovered that it was himself who was being manipulated.
And from the beginning, he had fallen into a trap.
"As expected of Xiangtu, he has good understanding."
"A tempered thing? Your definition of yourself is very accurate."
The cow-nosed old man said with a smile.
"Niubi Laodao, you bastard, why are you so despicable?"
"It's a shame that I consider you my brother."
"You actually treat me like this!!"
Sima Xiangtu cursed angrily, he couldn't bear it anymore.
He was aggrieved, angry, and very unwilling.
"brother?"
After hearing this, the old man Niubi smiled lightly.
"I do have my purpose in approaching you."
"But if you really value brotherhood, maybe I won't be able to bear to attack you."
"But you are so mean. I obviously treat you well, but you have done so many things to harm me behind my back."
"When I first came into contact with you, I still had uneasy conscience, but later on, the more things you did to hurt me, the happier I became."
"It was your despicableness and innate evil that calmed my uneasy conscience."
"You can put it this way, Xiangtu, your badness not only did not hurt me, but also made me feel better. I eat delicious food, and I can sleep until I wake up naturally every day. Not to mention how comfortable I am."
"Come on, Xiangtu, stand there and don't move. Let me thank you properly, otherwise I may not have a chance in the future."
When Niubi Lao Taoist said this, he actually bowed to Sima Xiangtu and thanked him.
Seeing such an expert, Sima Xiangtu was so angry that his mouth was filled with anger, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.
"Zhuge Yuankong, you beast, I...I'm going to kill you."
Sima Xiangtu roared angrily, knowing that he was not an opponent with a tough nose, but he still rushed towards Niubi Lao Tao.
He exerted all his strength and punched the cow's nose.
But in the face of his punch, Niubi Lao Tao did not dodge or dodge, but let him hit him.
boom--
After being hit by a punch, Niubi Lao Dao was unscathed, and even the smile on his face did not shrink at all.
Uh-huh——
Instead, Sima Xiangtu grimaced in pain and stepped back.
This full-strength punch did not hurt Niubi Laodao. Instead, it shattered the bones of his hand and completely destroyed his entire right arm.
"Don't be angry. In fact, I have compensated you."
"For example, if you colluded with the Holy Enlightenment to harm me, didn't I let you succeed? You should have been extremely happy at that time, right?"
"By the way, also, for example, I came to arrest you some time ago. In order to make you happy, I didn't lose to you on purpose. You tortured me for a long time."
"Yes, yes, you smiled happily when you tortured me. You won't forget it, right?"
"Look, your whole life is worth it. This is my compensation for you."
The cow-nosed old man said with a smile.
At this time, Sima Xiangtu was crying bitterly.
Niubi Lao said these words, which seemed to be comforting, but in fact they were like poisonous needles, piercing his heart.
When he tried to trick Niubi, he really thought he had succeeded, and he was really ecstatic about it.
But now I realize how stupid he is. He is just like a monkey being played around by a wise man.
"Oh, why are you crying? You are already old."
"It's not embarrassing."
"Come, wipe your tears."
Niubi Taoist walked to Sima Xiangtu, took out a handkerchief and handed it to Sima Xiangtu.
Naturally, Sima Xiangtu didn't take it. Instead, he cried even more sadly, was out of breath, and his body began to twitch.
He thought he was a hero, but these wise words made him realize that he was just a joke.
This completely destroyed all his pride and self-esteem.
"Look, how can I tell you this truth and you become so sad? Xiangtu, you have changed. You were not so fragile before. You used to be very thick-skinned."
Niubi Lao Taoist said to him.
Hearing these words, Sima Xiangtu cried even more sadly.
The old man Niubi didn't bother him, and started to watch from the side, and then he saw Sima Xiangtu crying bitterly.
It seemed that this scene was what he had been looking forward to for a long time.
After a long time, Sima Xiangtu's collapsed mood gradually calmed down.
He suddenly thought of something, so he looked up at Niubi Laodao again.
"Zhuge Yuankong, tell me the truth."
"Is it true that this time, even if I use the Immortal Cauldron to refine those people, I still won't be able to break through."
Sima Xiangtu asked.
"Yes, because what you practice is not the Divine Soul Art, but just self-refining."
Niubi Lao Tao said.
"Since I am your tempered object, and now you come to tell me this."
"It seems that you can already attack me."
Sima Xiangtu asked.
"I can start a long time ago. I just want to take the opportunity to train my disciples."
Niubi Lao Tao said.
"Experience?"
"Hahaha……"
Sima Xiangtu was so happy that he burst out laughing.
He believed that he was a powerful figure with all the institutions behind him, but in the end he was just a product of others' experience.
"Are you going to squeeze the last bit of value out of me before I die?"
"Zhuge Yuankong, you are really despicable. I, Sima Xiangtu, am indeed not as good as you."
"Today, I admit defeat, please kill me."
Sima Xiangtu closed his old eyes, he was ready to die.
"Want to die?"
"Don't worry, I haven't told you the biggest truth yet."
Niubi Lao Tao said.
"The greatest truth?"
"What other truth is there?"
Sima Xiangtu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Niubi Laodao with some confusion.
He thinks that he knows all the truth, but he really can't think of any other truth.
"Xiangtu, your talent is actually very good. It can be said that it is not weaker than mine at all. It was the fake Divine Soul Art that I gave you that curbed your talent."
"If you hadn't practiced my fake Divine Soul Technique and you practiced normally, with your talent, you would be at the early stage of true godhood now, right?"
Niubi Lao Tao said.
After hearing these words, Sima Xiangtu's face turned green.
His eyes emitted light like an evil ghost.
"Zhuge Yuankong, you...you are such a vicious person, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to fucking kill you!!!"
As he spoke, he rushed towards Niubi Laodao again.
It's not that he is unrepentant, but that he is really angry to the extreme and must vent his anger.
Originally, he had always felt that his talent was mediocre and it was the Divine Soul Art that helped him.
He does whatever he can to make up for his mediocre talent.
But in the end, he turned out to be a genius, but it was the Divine Soul Art that restrained his talent.
And all of this is thanks to Niubi Lao Tao.
However, this time, he couldn't get close to Niubi Taoist at all, and was fixed on the starry sky.
"If you weren't talented enough, how could you be the one chosen by me?"
Niubi Laodao took the initiative to walk in front of Sima Xiangtu.
puff--
Woo ah——
Suddenly, Sima Xiangtu's face showed a look of pain.
Looking down, he saw that Niubi's masterful palm had penetrated his body.
And his soul is being devoured by the bull-nosed Taoist.
He looked up at Niubi Laodao again, his eyes full of unwillingness.
Niubi Laodao smiled back at him.
"Xiangtu, your mission is completed, go on your way."
The old man's smile did not diminish, but his eyes were full of ruthlessness.
puff--
Blood spattered and Sima Xiangtu's entire body became shriveled.
The Niubi Lao Taoist's palm was withdrawn from Sima Xiangtu's body, and a ray of light appeared in the palm.
That light is not only bright, but also extremely pure.
That...is exactly the soul that Sima Xiangtu spent many years refining.