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Qinglin rushed to the ground and saw a piece of blood, and between the blood, an old man wearing a Taoist robe with a white beard and white eyebrows was lying on the ground.

His body was stained red with blood, and the corners of his mouth were flowing with black blood.

Qinglin was stunned, he couldn't believe it, Qingxu Dao Chang, really, dead!

Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and he walked in slowly.

But before he could take a few steps, he was surrounded by several business tycoons.

There were four or five business tycoons who died, but a dozen who didn't.

They were among the dead, and they didn't feel the slightest fear, they surrounded Qinglin.

"You, you, white head, white clothes, are you an immortal?"

"Immortals, please pass on my skill of cultivating immortals, I am willing to give away all my money!"

"I'm the same, I also want to live forever, please give me the art of immortality!"

These people pleaded that they were the ones who could make a lot of money in their business world.

The people who stand at the top of that field, they have their own pride, dignity.

But in front of Qinglin, they are like a group of dogs, yes, a group of dogs.

Now it's not a person at all, they still want to become immortals?

Still want to cultivate?

"Get out!" Qing Lin glanced at them coldly.

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of strong hatred made those business tycoons take a step back suddenly, and they were a little frightened and looked at each other.

Qinglin didn't feel any problems, he was only sad and angry, and he walked towards the Qingxu Dao Chief.

He saw the pale face of the Qingxu Daoist, and he knelt directly on the ground.

Two lines of tears!

Ten minutes later!

Qinglin regained some composure.

"Let me ask you, how did the Dao Leader die?" Qinglin asked in a cold voice.

The business tycoons glanced at each other, and they exchanged a look.

A business tycoon opened his mouth and said, "Someone took a light machine gun just now, and when he came in, he swept it and killed the Qingxu Dao Chief, as well as some others!"

"Yes, I saw it too, the man shot and killed a lot of people!" said a business tycoon.

"Well, I can prove it too!"

"It's really scary, come in and kill people!"

The unified voice of these business tycoons is to be able to remove themselves from the list, so as not to affect their next apprenticeship.

You must know that the head of the Qingxu Dao is not dying at the gunpoint of others.

It was these people who persecuted the Qingxu Daoist, and they once let the Daoist of the Qingxu Daoist not allow the Qingxu Daoist to send food to the Qingxu Daoist to eat.

This led to the later Qingxu Daoist biting his tongue and committing suicide.

If it is said that the Qingxu Dao Chief is what they forced to die, I am afraid that it is impossible for them to worship Qinglin as a teacher anymore.

So they'd rather lie, and no one sees it anyway, and they don't want to say it yet, how to say it?

Hearing this, Qinglin nodded, and these business tycoons were overjoyed.

"Qingxu Daoist is really pitiful, we can't protect him, we watched him and was shot to death!"

"What a good person is Qingxu Dao, everything is cared about by others, how can he be killed by gangsters!"

"Immortals, you can find those villains, kill them!, and avenge the Qingxu Dao Chief!"

These business tycoons cry rats, with fake compassion and fake anger.

Coupled with the tears spilling from the corners of their eyes, it seemed as if what they said was true.

Qinglin nodded, infected by their sincerity.

"Immortal, can you pass on a little bit of our cultivation skills?"

"Yes, we feel that others are too much of a threat to us, and with a gun, we can't escape!"

"We can offer half of our family property and make Wudang Mountain the largest holy place on the whole earth, just for some cultivation techniques!"

They promised benefits, but Qinglin realized that something was wrong at this time.

The blood on the body of the Qingxu Daoist is not that of the Qingxu Daoist, but that of some business tycoons beside him.

Qinglin looked at the face of the Qingxu Daoist, pale as snow, white and terrifying.

Apparently dead for a while, those who had just died still had the same faces as living people, but with no expressions.

"Qingxu Daoist, was he really shot to death?" asked Qinglin.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the entire pavilion was at a low point, but those business tycoons did not feel the slightest feeling.

"yes, I was killed by a group of gangsters who came in and shot him!"

"It's a pity that Qingxu Dao was long at that time, we can't wait to die for him!"

"Me too, if I knew that someone was coming to kill the Void Dao Chief, I would also die for him!"

After they said this, the next moment, a cold voice sounded in their ears.

"Then you guys, just go with him!" Qinglin slashed the two with a sword.

Blood surged, Qinglin's face was hideous, and he was holding a Taiji sword.

His eyes looked at this group of business tycoons with cold eyes, and his sword pointed at them, "Tell me, who is it, who is it that forced the Qingxu Daoist to bite his tongue and commit suicide!"

Qinglin's voice was like ice in winter, these suits were straight, all of them were elites, shivering.

"Are you sure you don't say it?" Qinglin's killing intent boiled.

Poof!

Two people fell to their knees.

"Don't kill me, I say, I say!"

"Don't kill me, I say!"

The two shouted, and Qinglin looked at them.

"Say!"

The two of them brought them to the top of Wudang Mountain, trapped them in Qingxu Daochang, and did not let him eat.

The more Qinglin listened, the more tears welled up, and his heart trembled.

In order not to tell where he was, the head of the Qingxu Dao would rather bite his tongue and commit suicide.

"Ahh

His white hair was flying, and his face was hideous.

"Why? Why do you want to become immortals? Why do you want to cultivate? Tell me?" Qing Lin pointed at them with the Taiji Sword, and the Taiji Sword trembled.

Fear on the faces of these business tycoons.

"Tell me, why do you want to become an immortal, do you want to cultivate an immortal?" asked Qinglin.

Those business tycoons, seeing that Qinglin was already crazy, immediately said: "I want to be able to live a long life, so that I can have more time to enjoy the money I earned!"

"I want women, I want to make myself stronger!"

"I want power, I want the worship of all people!"

Qinglin listened to their words and laughed wildly.

Their reasons for becoming immortals are really complicated, they live a long life, enjoy money, want women, be more powerful, worship by thousands of people, and have the pinnacle of power!

And Qinglin asked himself, what did he want?

What did he become an immortal for?

Qingxu Dao has been lonely and miserable all his life, cultivating the Tao every day, and finally, not for cultivating immortals.

His life is different from man. Because of this, he didn't want to cultivate immortals, and he didn't want to look at Lao Tzu's paintings.

If he wanted to see it, Qinglin would definitely draw Lao Tzu and unfold it with a Tai Chi sword to let him take a look.

But he gave up, and even preferred to lose his life rather than let others disturb Qinglin.

And what about yourself?

What is the purpose of becoming an immortal?

Qinglin didn't think about it, maybe it was for fun at the beginning, and he felt that it was not bad to cultivate immortals and become immortals.

However, at this moment, he had something else in mind!