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Chapter 3 Thunderbolt from the Blue Sky

"Actually, I have some difficulties here..."

The Taoist Chongling was about to explain, but suddenly realized that it was inappropriate. Did he be able to explain this to someone who was not even a real Taoist sect? He was just talking and lost his mind.

How can there be mercy on the road?

He was a high-level Taoist who had achieved great merits, but he almost lost his mind in this small Fufeng City several times. In front of him, Lao Meng was ready to die, and later, he was waiting for the death of the law. In this vast world, there were many strange people and strange things.

"It's good to teach you how to know that Lao Meng had already died after returning to prison. Since you had nothing to do with each other, you were in the same way... Well, since he was dead, you can actually talk to yourself."

Hou Zhu bowed to the head, "Thank you for your accomplishment."

Since Lao Meng was an old medicinal farmer for decades, it was very simple to give himself a chance to transcend. At that time, the crowd in the lobby had the ability to stop him. Hou Chi bowed to him to thank him for his intentional indulgence and gave Lao Meng a happy choice. Otherwise, with what Lao Meng did, he would not have to suffer much in prison, and he would not be able to die.

He waved his hand to the spirit, and he did this to seek peace of mind. This is the usual Taoist style, not mercy, nor justice.

"You killed the Wang family, for the sake of justice of the law, and I am afraid you want to escape with this, go to the line of Youfu, and seek an opportunity between life and death?"

Hou Chi's face was stunned. He thought that the secret hidden in his heart was revealed by this master, and he felt ashamed.

He is a family member who knows his own affairs. Although he hates evil in character and disdains to be miserable, it does not mean that he is a fool; if he is drunk by the action of Xingzang, he has no choice for him.

Either he would be begging for a life with his eyebrows down, but Fufeng City could not tolerate him. After being eliminated from his cultivation, he went to another place to make a living and hide for the rest of his life. It was not the life he wanted.

In Anheguo, low-level cultivators like him who made big mistakes generally do not kill them in autumn like mortals, but will use them to waste and send them to the front line where they come into contact with monsters and monsters to be ashes. If they die, everything will be fine. If they survive, they will naturally have an opportunity, even if such opportunities are very vague.

People who practice Taoism are most afraid of returning to ordinary things, that is, life is really worse than death. For them, it is not difficult to make such a choice.

The Taoist Chongling saw that he was silent and knew that he had guessed his thoughts, but he still didn't understand.

"Since you are trying your best on the road, why don't you make a decision earlier? Instead, put yourself in a position of involuntary action as you are now? I can tell you with certainty that there will be no chance of survival!"

Hou Chi smiled bitterly, "Master Tao, you may not know my situation. Since entering the practice of cultivation, the disciples have spent all their money in the past five years, and have thought about all the ways they can think of, but they have gained nothing.

This is not a problem of resources, but a reason for qualifications!

Therefore, inheriting the ambition of my father and thinking about doing something for local peace is the second thing to do…”

Chong Ling smiled, "You are the inheritance of the family of Zhengming, but in my opinion, it is also a cruel official's way; if you don't have roundness, it is in vain. If you don't have softness, you will easily break if you are strong. If you are full of justice, how far can you go?

And in my opinion, what you do is not noble or selfless. You just advocate the way of cause and effect, drink and peck, and enjoy your grudges!

Hou Zi, you took the wrong path, so today is here!"

Whether it is right or wrong, how can there be a public opinion?

Since seeing Meng Qiaolian's corpse incompleteness on the hillside of Hebi two years ago, Hou Chi has never extinguished the injustice in his heart, but the results of his multi-faceted verification are like waste paper in front of the huge powerful system. This is why he turned a blind eye to Lao Meng's revenge.

He has his own mind, but first of all, he is unwilling to insult his own foundation!

He is a cruel official. In recent years, many methods have been wandering around the edge of the law, but he does not regret it. In this chaotic world, how can he stop the jackal from taking power if he is not strict in practice?

Chongling Taoist knew the inner resistance to this Xiao Zhengjing that there are too many such people in this world who are self-righteous and think that they are on the most correct path and do not hesitate to verify it for a lifetime, but the harsh facts will tell them that the cruelty of this world is far beyond what their current naivety can deal with.

If there is a family and sect support behind it, such persistence may be longer, but for such a boy who has nothing, it is the way to die.

Moreover, he may not be able to overcome this level in front of him!

"What I need to tell you is that after this inspection, you who are unqualified and have made great mistakes will not be sent to fight monsters as you did in the past. You must know that the once-in-a-century Anhe prayer is about to begin, and we are short of the sacrificers who pray for wishes."

When Hou Chi heard this, he was as stupid as a wooden chicken. Even though he was firm in his mind, he was also hit hard by such news.

In the final analysis, the level determines his insight. No matter how hard he struggles, it is meaningless in front of the Taoist system.

The Taoist Chongling was very satisfied. He finally achieved the mentality of not destroying this ant with absolute strength. Otherwise, after a battle, he seemed to be at a moral disadvantage, which he could not tolerate.

A person who has entered the Tao by chance and has not yet truly entered the Taoist system at all is not worthy of sympathy; moreover, the Taoist sect does not need such a strict person who is ruthless and unaware of advancing and retreating.

"I will stay here for several days. After all, you are not an ordinary mortal. I allow you to go back and deal with your own private affairs during this period; don't think about anything, you know the consequences."

Hou Chi woke up from the trance and saluted bitterly, "Thank you for your accomplishment."

He had no complaints. The Taoist Master Chongling seemed fair and selfless, but in fact he gave him a chance. For example, if Chongling stopped him in the lobby of the government office, he would not succeed!

This is how people in Taoism act. They will not directly tell you what to do, but leave room everywhere, allowing you to make your own choices and then take responsibility for it yourself.

He chose the road, no one else’s fault; the only mistake was that he forgot that An Heguo still had an An He prayer once a century!

He stayed in a small place like Fufeng City for too long, so he had no overall vision at all. The frog in the well was just taking it upon himself.

He slowly withdrew from the government office, and the servants who had cursed him in the past all looked gloating and stood from afar and pointed...

He doesn't blame these people for being snobbish. This is the inevitable result of his fierce behavior in recent years. Now that the wall is falling, everyone is pushing it. What can you do?

If someone else is gone, I am afraid that you will reflect on your lifelong mistakes. Are you too upholding the principles?

But he doesn't. In his opinion, there are only two reasons for his failure. One is that his strength is not strong enough, and the other is that his killing is not ruthless enough!

There were few pedestrians on the streets of Yawai, the sky was gloomy and the drizzle was as good as his mood.

The drifting path does not exist, and it is not a home to be at peace. The night rain brings leaves to the glutinous rice, and the autumn wind brings to the glutinous rice flowers.

It's cold...
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