Chapter six hundred and seventy first: Songhe died
Old Taoist Songhe no longer paid any attention to Hong Shenghe. He was just a dog-legger. What kind of dispute could he have with him? Old Taoist Songhe turned to look at Hu Xiaobei and said, "You are Hu Xiaobei, the son of Hu Zhenheng."
Right? It’s true that a tiger’s father has no son. I remember when Monk Kongji and your five uncles went together to hunt for treasures in a secret place, and almost escaped death. After we came out, the immortal master only rewarded me with a Kowling Immortal Order. I didn’t expect that in the end
It’s easier for you.”
Hearing Old Master Songhe mention old things, Hu Xiaobei snorted coldly and said: "Old Master Songhe, it is because of this friendship we had more than twenty years ago that I took the initiative to tell you so much nonsense. You don't want to
You thought that if you mentioned these things, I would let you go."
Old Taoist Songhe smiled and shook his head, saying: "I don't dare to hope that you will let me go. I am telling you this to remind you. I remember that more than 20 years ago, the Tiger Gang suddenly rose up. In a short period of time,
Kaiyuan Mansion was pacified within a short period of time, and then they wanted to expand to Xiping Mansion. As a result, something unexpected happened. Many brothers of the Hu family were killed and wounded, and the Tiger Gang also plummeted. It can be seen that this is God's will. You are acting against the will of God. I'm afraid.
It won’t end well.”
Hearing Songhe Laodao's words, Hu Xiaobei suddenly became angry and said, "You dare to curse me?"
Hong Shenghe, who was next to him, also took a step forward and shouted: "Old Master Songhe, do you want to die? Those martial arts people outside call you "Old God", do you think you are really a god? In the eyes of us immortal cultivators, a warrior like you is nothing.
None, it will be easy to solve your problem."
Old Taoist Songhe was not intimidated by Hong Shenghe's momentum. He laughed twice and said, "Really? In that case, why do you bother talking so much?"
"You..." Hong Shenghe's momentum suddenly stagnated.
Seeing that Songhe Lao Tao refused to accept soft words and hard words, Hu Xiaobei also lost his patience. As a cultivator, he always regarded ordinary people as ants. He tried his best to persuade others, but the other party always pushed back. It was really shameless. Since he was soft
If it doesn't work, then let's do it hard.
Hu Xiaobei's expression suddenly changed, and he unleashed the momentum of his heyday, and walked step by step towards Songhe Old Way with boundless pressure.
Even though Hu Xiaobei is only a middle-stage Qi refining monk, when his aura is fully released, it is not something that ordinary warriors can resist, especially when Hu Xiaobei is only targeting one person. At first, Songhe Lao Dao could act as if nothing had happened.
But soon he couldn't bear it anymore. He straightened his body slightly in the chair and his expression became serious.
All the boundless pressure was exerted on him, and Old Taoist Songhe felt as if he was carrying a mountain. It was extremely heavy. This kind of pressure was everywhere, and it was almost suffocating.
More than 20 years ago, Songhe Laodao had seen the momentum unleashed by the Foundation Establishment Immortal Master Xiying before entering the secret place. He felt that his strength had improved a lot over the years, and Hu Xiaobei was obviously better than the Immortal Master Na Xiying.
The strength is far different, and with my own strength I should be able to give it a try.
Only now did he realize that warriors still couldn't compare with immortal cultivators. The reason why he had the illusion that he could give it a try was either because Master Naxi Yingxian was merciful at the time, or because he hadn't met an opponent in these years, and he felt that
Somewhat expanded.
After all, Hu Xiaobei is only a monk in the middle stage of Qi refining, and the outward aura is only a deterrent method, not a real attack. Although the pressure is huge, Songhe Laodao can still barely support it, but it is more difficult. Gradually, Songhe Laodao's forehead
He was sweating and his body was shaking.
Hu Xiaobei came step by step to the Songhe Old Way. His eyes released a captivating light, and he stared at him and said: "Songhe Old Way, surrender or not?"
Old Taoist Songhe raised his head with difficulty, looked at the other person, smiled but said nothing, but it could be seen from his eyes that Old Taoist Songhe had no intention of surrendering.
Seeing that Master Songhe was having a hard time coping with it, Xuanzhu couldn't help but whisper: "Master Songhe, why don't you surrender them? Didn't you also say yesterday that you can't do anything but obey? They are all immortal cultivators, not us.
These mortals can resist."
The news that Hu Xiaobei is coming to pay homage to the mountain has long been spread. Songhe Laodao and the others also found out the background of Hu Xiaobei's immortal cultivator, so they discussed it yesterday. If they really can't fight, they will temporarily obey the other party.
Unexpectedly, when things came to a head, Taoist Songhe changed his mind.
Hearing Xuanzhu's words, Songhe Lao Taoist smiled with difficulty and said: "Do you know why I changed my mind? Because I had a hunch that the little Zamao was coming back to see me. I am his master and cannot give him anything at this time.
It’s embarrassing, so I can only bear it to the end.”
Hearing that Qingyang was coming back, Xuanzhu was overjoyed at first, and then said: "Taoist Master Songhe, are you saying that Qingyang is coming back? Qingyang is also an immortal master, and there must be a way for him to come back, but we don't know when he will
Come back, if the Tiger Gang goes on a killing spree, we are no match..."
Xuan Zhu wanted to say something more, but Hu Xiaobei couldn't wait any longer and shouted angrily at the two of them: "I have treated you with all my kindness and righteousness. Since you are seeking death, don't blame me for being rude. Hong Shenghe, give it to me."
Go ahead and kill them."
Hong Shenghe had been impatient for a long time. Seeing his master giving the order, he flashed and was about to take the life of Old Taoist Songhe. At this moment, Old Taoist Songhe suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.
He murmured: "He's back, he's back, I'm completely relieved."
"What? What did you say?" Hong Shenghe said angrily.
Old Taoist Songhe smiled and did not speak any more. Instead, he slowly closed his eyes. Then his body froze, and he sat on the chair and never moved again. At this time, when he looked at Old Taoist Songhe, there was no trace of blood all over his body.
The vitality has obviously become an immortal, and has just sat down.
Xuanzhu didn't react for a moment. He was stunned for a while, and then seemed to remember something. Then he clasped his hands together, bowed deeply to Songhe Taoist Master, closed his eyes and recited the scriptures. The other monks seemed to understand what happened,
So one by one they followed Xuan Zhu and started chanting. The sound of Sanskrit resounded all around, and suddenly there was a hint of solemnity in the entire hall.
In fact, this is not a surprise. Old Taoist Songhe is past the twilight years of Bai Fengzhu, and he has been half buried in the ground for a long time. His survival to this day depends entirely on the blood lotus root that Qingyang sent back last time.
In recent years, Songhe Lao Dao has been exhausted and is just hanging on. Even if today's incident had not happened, there would have been only a few days to live. However, Hu Xiaobei's momentum and pressure only brought this result forward.
It had only been a few days. Old Taoist Songhe had already expected this and had explained it to Xuanzhu and others, so no one was too surprised.