"You betrayed me?" Zheng Xian turned his head, and a pair of eyes flashing with an eerie cold look looked at the shabby-looking old sweet potato in the milky white light mask.

This was the first time Zheng Xian had officially spoken after seeing the soul of the old man's sweet potato.

The old man of the sweet potato was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head again and again: "How is it possible? I still want you to help me do things, how can I betray you?"

Saying that, the old man glanced out the window again and said, "Those guys are all immortal cultivators, not from the Hunter God Office. ”

Of course, Zheng Xian knew that the guys who sneaked into his room were not the god hunters in the God Hunter Office, after all, there were only a few God Hunter soldiers in total, and Zheng Xian had been in it for two years, and he didn't know each other?

Zheng Xian didn't have much fear in his heart about the God Hunter Warrior, after all, he had been rolling among the God Hunter Warriors for a long time, and he couldn't be clearer about the methods of the God Hunter Warriors.

What Zheng Xian is afraid of is those ultimate battle armor annihilation warriors, the scene of the A-level immortal cultivator being wantonly torn apart by the annihilation warrior is still vivid in his mind, before he became an immortal cultivator, that is, he felt that the annihilation warrior was extremely powerful, and after becoming an immortal cultivator, Zheng Xian's feeling was only two words left for the strength shown by the annihilation warrior - fear!

Since the old man Sweet Potato can see at a glance that he Zheng Xian is an immortal cultivator in the thick fog, then there is naturally no problem with his vision, saying that these guys on the other side are all immortal cultivators, as long as the old man does not deliberately deceive people, there should be no deviation.

Zheng Xian refocused his gaze on the opposite room.

At this time, the men in black suits had already searched Zheng Xian's entire room, and after no gains, after cleaning all traces, they quietly retreated, and then Zheng Xian saw them enter the rooms on both sides, obviously waiting for him to go back.

Zheng Xian pondered for a moment and began to re-gather the vitality power into his fist.

Seeing Zheng Xian's fist become hot again, Sweet Potato hurriedly shouted, "Boy, I didn't betray you, why are you still here?" Let me tell you, my essence is now drinking tea and being a guest in the six divisions of the business, as long as my soul dissipates, my body will definitely know it immediately, and your identity as an immortal cultivator will be revealed immediately, and then it will not be these few immortal cultivators who don't know what the Dao and you have formed will come to you, but the god-hunting warriors of the entire six divisions of the business, and even those ultimate battle armor annihilation warriors!"

Zheng Xian couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard this, his slender eyes narrowed slightly, as if he remembered some trivial events from a long time ago.

"A long time ago, there was a little boy in rags and covered with chilblains, after burning the whole family of his relatives, and he wandered all the way, trying in vain to be able to walk to the other side of the world with those little feet, looking for his parents. ”

"After walking for a long time, for a long time, the road seemed to be endless. ”

"At the age of eleven, he had to eat on the street, rummled over the rotten garbage heaps, robbed food with dogs, even stole food in a trough with pigs, and of course, he stole no less, and even once abandoned his companion for a few cents of scrap metal and fled alone, and finally the only companion was beaten to death!"

At this time, an obese woman appeared, pulled the little boy's dirty hands, and told the little boy a good way to eat well, and went to steal the wallets of passers-by at the train station, stealing one after another. ”

"It was a good time, although he would be beaten if he couldn't steal his wallet, but at least if he stole his wallet, he would be able to eat his stomach, but the little boy's goal was not to be a thief, he was going to the other side of the world to find his parents, so when the little boy was about to leave after healing his wounds, the woman beat him up. ”

"If you leave, I'll send you to the Public Security Bureau, an eleven-year-old thief, see that the police in the Public Security Bureau don't break your hands!"

The little boy was frightened, stayed, and continued to steal! But it didn't take long for the little boy to realize that an eleven-year-old thief was nothing in the eyes of the police, and it was impossible to break his hands and feet!

The woman sneered and said, a thief is nothing, but a fugitive who has killed his relatives will wait to stay in prison for the rest of his life and never see his parents again!

"At that time, the ignorant little boy was willing to tell anyone about his past, and this time he learned to keep his mouth shut!"

The little boy was very scared, afraid that he would not see his parents, so he had to stay and continue to be a thief, and a month passed, and the woman told the little boy to make a big deal, and this time, the woman got a knife for the little boy and told the little boy to rob it, and the little boy robbed a lot of commissaries, dozens, hundreds. Then I started to rob the store, thousands of dollars!"

"The little boy wanted to leave, the woman threatened to send the little boy to the public security bureau, a thief, a murderer, a robber, you calculate how long you want to stay in prison, and you don't even have to waste food in prison, just shoot it!"

Zheng Xian smiled and continued: "The cowardly little boy was even more scared and continued to rob it, and soon after, the woman brought a gun to the little boy, and this time the target was the man who had just withdrawn money from the bank!"

Speaking of this, Zheng Xian threw a rock candy into his mouth, his lips and teeth touched the rock candy, and he made a whooshing sound, "The little boy killed that man, and also killed a couple by mistake, and robbed a whole leather bag of money, the woman died happily, first happy, and then died!"

Because after killing the man and the couple, the little boy suddenly understood a truth, once the handle is caught, don't think that others will give it up. ”

"There may be such a thing as mercy, but the little boy never expects to touch it, and the best way to get someone to give up the handle in his hand is to kill that fellow, so that he can never speak!"

"For the sake of a handle, in exchange for a bunch of handles, there is nothing, the key is to do a lot of things against your will! Step into one trap after another, step into one danger after another. In the end, I lost my life because of the original handle!

Zheng Xian's teeth were slightly forced, and he crushed the rock sugar in his mouth with a grock, and at this time, the vitality on Zheng Xian's arm was already full, and he walked towards the old man's sweet potato step by step.

The old man Sweet Potato had felt that he had encountered a big problem before, but now this feeling had escalated, and what he encountered at this time was not a person, but a ghost! a ghost who had crawled out of hell!

It's not that the old man has never seen the world, he is as old as him, and he has experienced many turns in the world, what hasn't he seen?

But in recent decades, it is indeed rare to see a guy as young as Zheng Xian with such a gloomy mind.

The old man's sweet potato flicked the thin jade in his hand, and the milky white light mask around him suddenly shattered like foam, and the old man didn't run away at this time, he sat down and said, "Boy, how far do you want to go on the road of cultivating immortals?"

Zheng Xian was slightly surprised, not knowing what the old man's sweet potato was doing, and did not answer the old man's question.

The old man smiled and said: "Boy, it's rare to see a good seedling who can go further on the Dao of Cultivating Immortals recently, how about I teach you the Dao of Cultivating Immortals?

Zheng Xian's narrower eyes narrowed like two straight lines than ordinary people, and he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll think about it!"

Zheng Xian said, smashed a fist, the fist passed through the soul of the old man of the sweet potato, and finally smashed on the piece of thin jade, the thin jade popped and shattered his bones, and the soul of the old man of the sweet potato was not spared, and disintegrated with the thin jade.

The old man's shabby face showed the demeanor and pride of a real master outside the world, and he smiled and said: "The avenue is ten thousand, like a trickling stream, thousands of streams gather big rivers, and ten thousand rivers run into the sea, what qualifications, what seedling bones, what cheats, what masters, what immortal adventures, it doesn't matter at all! The only important thing is to implement a thought throughout, Buddhism says to be persistent, but in my opinion, what can be done without this hard obsession in my heart?"

"Boy, you killed my soul today, it won't be long before we meet again, and when the time comes, we will have a cause to resolve this cause and effect!"

"Don't worry, from the very beginning, I never thought of exposing the fact that you are an immortal cultivator! For four hundred years, all immortal cultivators in the world have been like their own grandsons in my eyes!"

Before the voice of the words fell, the soul of the old man's sweet potato had already disintegrated without a trace.

Zheng Xian couldn't help frowning slightly, revealing an extremely disgusting expression, an old man said to him, karma, Zheng Xian's goosebumps all over his body were about to pop out!

And the last sentence is even more vicious, the immortal cultivators in the world are like grandsons in his eyes, scolding people so vicious! The next time he sees this old man, he will have to be beaten up to become fat!

Zheng Xian from the beginning of seeing the soul of the old man's sweet potato, in his heart to implement the idea that no matter what the old man said, what he did, he would be killed, the old man sweet potato from the appearance of basically coercive and tempting all used, the most still did not break Zheng Xian's heart of this idea to implement, if this is a battle of wit, then, the sweet potato old man is undoubtedly lost!

Since the Avenue of Xiuxian is called the Great Avenue, it is naturally not a trail, the Avenue is straight and wide and points to Changsheng, but it is the most difficult to walk, on this straight avenue, there are only a handful of people who can go to the end from ancient times to the present, why?

There are too many temptations and too many fears along the way, and there are very few existences that can go all the way and not look at both sides.

In fact, none of those temptations can compare to the avenue under their feet, but there are very few people who can see the mystery clearly.

Some of them fell into the air for the sake of beauty, some of them plunged into a dead end and it was difficult to turn back for the sake of the practice cheats, and some encountered the corpse mountain and the sea of blood on the way, and immediately drilled into the sheep intestine trail that seemed to be a smooth road next to it, and they were happy in their hearts.

Once you have stepped into these astray paths, it is difficult to return to the avenue!

Zheng Xian stared at the smashed thin jade for a moment, making sure that the old man with sweet potato would not resurge, and then turned his slightly cold gaze to the room across the street, surrounded by seven or eight black-clothed people......

At this time, behind Zheng Xian, there was a sudden catharsis of murderous intent!

Oops, it's careless after all!