Li Xiandao and Xiaoqi enjoyed the beautiful scenery for a while before entering the trading hall.

The old Taoist priest was watching the contract and remained motionless for a long time.

Li Xiandao sat in his position and looked at him and said, "How are you thinking about it?"

The old Taoist priest looked at Li Xiandao seriously and said, "I will sell you twenty years. Wouldn't you ask me to kill people everywhere?"

Li Xiandao looked at the old Taoist priest strangely, a cultivator, so afraid of killing people?

"The old Taoist practiced to this point and killed less than the number of people with both hands. It is not a person who is unforgivable. The old Taoist will not kill him. If you let me kill people everywhere, the old Taoist will be in a difficult situation." The old Taoist priest said.

Li Xiandao said in surprise: "The way to practice is just one word, fight!"

"If you don't kill people, how can you get to where you are today?" Li Xiandao was quite interested.

He knew that the old Taoist priest practiced the Changchun Immortal Art, but even if he practiced the Changchun Immortal Art, he could not kill less than ten people in ten thousand years.

If you don’t cause trouble to others on the road of cultivation, others will also cause trouble to you. You will definitely be forced to take action at that time.

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Cultivation requires 'fighting'. Everyone in the world is 'fighting', but I, the old Taoist, have taken a path of 'giving'."

"Let me?" Li Xiandao looked at him in confusion, and suddenly a terrifying thought popped up in his mind.

Could this old Taoist priest be Voldemort?

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Borrowing the famous saying of a monk, there are people in the world who slander me, bully me, insult me, laugh at me, despise me, despise me, hate me, and lie to me, what should I do?"

Li Xiandao was sure of this, this was an old Voldemort.

"Just tolerate him, let him, let him avoid him, be patient, respect him, ignore him, and stay for a few more years, and you can see him." The old Taoist priest answered himself.

Li Xiandao asked, "Then how many years do you usually see him?"

The old Taoist priest thought about it carefully and said, "The old Taoist has been here for more than ten thousand years. He has seen countless people, and he is so glorious and free, fighting for it. In the end, a handful of loess returns to heaven and earth, and no one remembers the story."

"For ten thousand years, all those who bully me have died, and all those who have avoided me have died. I am still alive and can still live for a long time. These twenty years are nothing to me. With a blink of an eye, if you can really take me out and solve the problem of the heavenly tribulation, I am willing to sign it." The old Taoist priest said seriously.

"The only request, don't let me kill too much, I don't like it." The old Taoist priest begged.

Li Xiandao looked at him and asked, "Do you don't like killing people, or do you don't like putting yourself in danger?"

"I don't like it. The old Taoist likes to live his life quietly, cultivate his own Tao, follow his own Dharma, and let the outside world go by vicissitudes and time changes, and I am still mine." The old Taoist priest said firmly.

Da da da da da!

Li Xiandao's slender fingers were ringing the table, making a crisp sound, echoing around. He looked at the old Taoist priest, and was extremely sure that this was an ultimate Voldemort.

Moreover, he is still the kind of Voldemort who has no attack power.

Maybe he has very strong strength, but he doesn't want to take action, just to spend time to waste the enemy to death.

Because as time goes by, he will become stronger and the enemy will die.

Over the past ten thousand years, countless enemies have come and go, and the old Taoist priest has witnessed many, so now he has become accustomed to this set of ways to deal with things.

I won't hit you!

I'll waste your time with you!

然后等你耗不过我的时候,我在去你坟头,给你倒一杯酒.

The enemy may have forgotten the old Taoist priest, but it is enough to remember the old Taoist priest.

"I promise you that I won't let you kill more people. I will only let you perform missions. If you can stop killing, then you won't kill them. You just need to complete my mission." Li Xiandao nodded and said.

The old Taoist priest said with satisfaction: "Then I can sign."

Brush!

The old Taoist priest wrote down his name neatly, and Li Xiandao frowned when he saw it.

"You call Taoist priest?" Li Xiandao asked.

"I forgot my name." The old Taoist priest looked at Li Xiandao awkwardly.

Li Xiandao frowned and said, "Then press the handprint, this handprint is OK."

The old Taoist priest pressed his handprints in a regular manner.

Only then did Li Xiandao satisfied, he put away the contract and handed it to Xiaoqi.

"What should we do next?" the old Taoist priest asked Li Xian.

"Go back, wait for a while, when we leave the ancient land, we will call you. Then you can leave here without having to overcome the tribulation." Li Xiandao waved his hand and said.

"I'm going back now?" the old Taoist priest said in surprise.

"Yes, we will probably have to stay in the ancient land for some time, but it won't last long, so you can wait with peace of mind." Li Xiandao nodded.

"Then I'm going back." The old Taoist priest always felt that he had been fooled. This is too simple, right?

Li Xiandao and Xiaoqi watched him leave.

"A mere heavenly tribulation will make a master in the Hengsha realm worry?" Xiao Qi was very puzzled.

Li Xiandao smiled and said, "If he goes all out, he can pass it even if he is injured."

"But it's a pity that he lived without wind and rain or fighting in his entire life. It was extremely dull. He had no desire to fight and had no determination to fight to the death. When facing things, his first thought was that I would endure him to death. As long as I live for a long time and as long as I escape quickly, disasters would not catch up with me." Li Xiandao knew the mentality of the old Taoist priest very well.

Coward...

Or stable!

Too steady.

It must be too scared.

But he couldn't. He had always been like this. Even though he had all his skills now, he wouldn't have used it a few times.

Anyway, I can survive, and you will definitely not be able to survive me, so let you show off for a while and wait until you are burping, I am still there.

"This kind of personality should not be of great help to us." Xiao Qi frowned. He thought the old Taoist priest was a treasure before, but now it seems that he is a big-faced treasure!

Li Xiandao shook his head and said, "Don't you think he's very interesting?"

"What's interesting?" Xiaoqi frowned and looked at Li Xian.

"A person who has been living for a lifetime has entered my world money house. He is obviously the most powerful person except me, but he lives more cautiously than anyone else. This is not a person, but he is completely lost in his character." Li Xiandao smiled slightly.

"What would you do if I gave him a very dangerous person and a very cruel task, and he had to go there?" Li Xiandao's lips curled up, and he wanted to see the old Taoist priest change himself.

Xiaoqi stretched his eyebrows and nodded, "What you said makes sense, so let's wait and see."

Li Xiandao stepped forward and was about to go to the Heritage Hall to chat with the dead ghosts, but Monk Tianxin's doubtful voice came.

"Master, you asked us to collect debts. In these days, I have completely cleared the debt problems in my hands, and Lucifer has also cleared it. Only the moon angel Usuna encountered a difficult contract." Monk Tianxin communicated with Li Xiandao.

"What's the tricky thing?" Li Xiandao asked.

"The host of the contract is dead, and we cannot get the breach of contract compensation on the contract." The voice of the moon angel Wusuna's sister Yu's voice sounded.

Li Xiandao looked at Xiaoqi.
Chapter completed!