This Damned Thirst for Survival

There were more people in the Tianshi’s Mansion than Jiang Luo had imagined. A glance at it, from children to the elderly, businessmen to officials, Jiang Luo also saw a few familiar faces. They were on TV. A famous star you can see every day.

Either these people looked anxious or respectful. With so many people coming and going, there was no noise in the large courtyard, and everyone consciously kept quiet.

But most of these people can't see the celestial master himself.

Jiang Luowei Feng’s reputation was astounding, and Chen led him through the waiting people in the courtyard to the gate of the first courtyard. The one guarding here is a young disciple. When the disciple sees him, he bows his hands and said, "Uncle Chen, Mr. Feng is already waiting for you inside."

Feng Li?

Jiang Luo Yuguang glanced at the tangerine peel, what did his cheap master want to do when he brought him to find Feng Li?

As soon as I crossed the door to the courtyard, the number of people inside instantly disappeared. Not long after they walked in, they passed by a lotus pond. There was a set of stone-carved tables and chairs in the lotus pond, and two people were sitting there.

One of them had a long white beard fluttering and looked kind and amiable. Chen Pi immediately walked over and said respectfully: "Master."

This should be the celestial master, Jiang Luo followed and called out, "Master."

"Okay," the heavenly master smiled kindly, and after a few words with Chen Pi, he looked at Jiang Luo, "Is this your apprentice who just won the first place in the competition?"

Chen Pi said: "Yes, this kid is called Jiang Luo."

"Jiang Luo," the heavenly master pondered the word, "Yes, a good boy."

The celestial master looked at the old man sitting across from him, "This kid has very good talents. Compared to your Chi family, he doesn't lose much."

Chi family?

Jiang Luo's face didn't change his face, but he improved his concentration.

His foresight passed over the old man. The old man was about 70 or 80 years old. His hands and faces were covered with age spots. His forehead was narrow and thick, his cheekbones turned out, and his eyes were shining brightly," said the heavenly master. Which child is it from my family?"

The old master smiled and said, "Except for Chi Yuna, who can bear a good gift?"

"The descendants of their direct line, their talents are amazingly strong," the old man of the Chi family said indifferently.

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Jiang Luo, "This looks like a long-lived person, God, your disciple is good."

The old master laughed loudly and waved at the tangerine peel, "Go, don't delay your business."

Chen Pi said to the old master and resigned, and left the lotus pond with Jiang Luo.

Soon, they arrived in the ancestral hall.

As soon as Jiang Luo walked in, he saw Feng Li offering incense. Feng Li still wore a Tang suit. He turned around after putting on the incense, and said lightly: "Here?"

Although Chen Pi is older than Feng Li, I don't know how much, and he was accepted by the heavenly master before Feng Li, but he really didn't dare to make trouble in front of Feng Li, and respectfully said: "Junior brother, I brought Jiang Luo here. "

"Well," Feng Li glanced at the black-haired young man from head to toe, frowning suddenly, "What is this?"

His eyes were fixed on the inconspicuous white hair beside the young man's ears.

Jiang Luo's eyes flashed, "What?"

Feng Li stepped forward and picked out the strand of white hair from his hair. As soon as he saw it clearly, he chilled his face, "You have met him again."

Jiang Luo innocent blinked.

Feng Li quickly pulled out a white hair from Jiang Luo, walked to the table and took out a piece of paper from the drawer and folded it into the shape of a little man. He wrapped his white hair around the paper man, and turned his head to tell the tangerine peel, "Go get eight bowls of water."

Chen brought eight bowls of water to the disciples in the ancestral hall. Feng Li distributed the eight bowls of water around the paper man in a gossip pattern, then made a seal with one hand and pointed at the paper man and said: "Move."

The paper man lying on the table suddenly moved slowly. It seemed to be possessed by something, and he stood on the table and looked around unfamiliarly.

There are no facial features on the paper man's face, but it paused when it saw Jiang Luo. Jiang Luo unexpectedly saw a certain sense of familiarity in this little paper man.

Jiang Luo's eyebrows beat, and he looked at Feng Li, "Mr. Feng?"

Feng Li said coldly: "I said, let me see you mingling with him again, and I will let him fall apart."

After he finished speaking, before Jiang Luo could react, Feng Li lightly touched the bowl in the southeast, "Xunfeng."

The water in the bowl shook slightly, and at the same time, a strong wind suddenly rose on the tabletop. The wind was swift and violent, and several knife-cut cuts were made on the wooden tabletop, and it struck the paper man mercilessly.

The paper man did not move, but before the gale got close to the paper man, he suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Feng Li slowly said, "Somewhat capable."

But since the other party was Chi You's ghost, Feng Li had already expected it.

He touched the bowls in the southwest and northeast respectively, which symbolized Kundi and Genshan.

The tabletop suddenly became concave and convex, and the protrusions resembling high mountains suddenly lifted up, almost leaving the paper people with no place to stay.

The paper man stomped his left foot lightly, and all the peaks were shattered. Not only the peaks were shattered, but the two bowls in the southwest and northeast were also shattered. Clear water flowed across the ground instantly.

There was silence in the ancestral hall.

Chen Pi's head was almost buried in front of his chest, secretly groaning in his heart. He had to suffer such a crime at such an old age. The heavenly master fought against people, but the fight was lost. Is this anyone can see?

Especially Feng Li, this man must be retributed, and no one can provoke him.

Feng Li looked at the mess at the table, but his expression remained the same. Instead, he put down the white porcelain bowl in the north and said, "Kanshui."

Kanshui belongs to yang, the five elements are water, water is added to the water, and the yin and yang are restrained. As soon as they appear, they will come fiercely, and they will drown the paper people fiercely and crush them.

The paper man was indeed submerged by water.

Chen Pi breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his head secretly, and said cheerfully: "The celestial master is worthy of being a celestial master. Once he takes a shot, this evil monster can't get out of the Five Finger Mountain."

Jiang Luo didn't let go of his heart so quickly like Chen Pi. If Chi You really was attached to the paper man, how could he be dealt with so easily?

He stared closely at the tabletop that was turbulent like sea water. Just as everyone put their minds down, a sound of breaking water suddenly sounded, and the paper man broke out of the water, and rushed out of the gossip array in one fell swoop, straight towards Jiang Luo rushed towards him in the direction!

Jiang Luo reacted quickly and backed away, but suddenly there was another hand on his waist. This hand embraced him and tugged back to the left. He said with concern: "Junior, be careful."

Jiang Luo could have avoided steadily, because this unknown well-wisher made the unnecessary move, but he was unstable and almost fell. Fortunately, he subconsciously held the disciple's arm and stood upright. This was a secret loss, but he couldn't say it. Jiang Luo could only be aggrieved and thanked: "Thank you."

"No," the unknown well-wisher smiled at him, then looked to the ground, "Mr. Feng has already subdued the paper man."

Jiang Luo was taken aback, then turned to look at the paper man. I saw that the paper man had been pierced by a writing brush and fixed on the ground, motionless.

Feng Li took the handkerchief and wiped his hands, and the disciple beside Jiang Luo sighed: "Mr. Feng is really amazing. No matter what kind of monsters, he can't hold his hands for a moment."

Jiang Luo faintly felt something was wrong, "Where are the things attached to the paper man?"

"Die," the disciple smiled, looking at the paper man who was soaked in wet water and about to soak, "Mr. Feng's blow was as fast as lightning. As long as there is no accident, it should be dead."

Jiang Luoxin said, there must be an accident.

He absolutely didn't believe that Chi You would die so easily.

"Junior Brother seems to be very concerned about the evil monster," the voices of people around him interrupted Jiang Luo's thoughts, and the young disciple asked curiously, "Is there anything between that evil monster and Junior Brother?"

Are the people in Tianshifu so gossiping?

This thought flashed past, and Jiang Luo quickly said along the way: "...It does have something to do with it."

He wanted to tell people all over the world about his "love" with Chi You, so that everyone could stand by his side when Chi You wanted to kill him. Jiang Luo pressed the end of his eyes expertly, and said with a deep sorrow: "He is the one I like."

The disciple looked at him, and brought his slightly pursed rosy lips and half-dangling thin eyelids into the bottom of his eyes. He smiled, "Ah, that's it."

"Don't be sad," the disciple lowered his voice to comfort, "otherwise, he will definitely..."

The corners of his mouth were raised without a trace, and his tone was raised slightly, "It will be very sad."

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Disciple smiles: I promise he will be sad