Xu Changqing clearly remembered that he had killed this old Taoist and thrown him into the furnace last night.
The following day, the unharmed Taoist was standing alive and well in front of him, even mentioning about continuing to refine pills?
This shock and terror almost made him lose his mind.
"Sir, what's going on?"
"Haven't I told you already? That old Taoist, he's not human!" Su Lu lazily replied: "Moreover…how can one seek the Dao without paying a price?"
"I...I am not going to cultivate Daoism anymore, I want to leave, I want to leave!"
Even worse off than Xu Changqing was the scholar named Li. After seeing the old Taoist, he was terrified to the point of incontinence, scurrying off the cliff in a flurry.
Xu Changqing looked at Hongying, then fell silent.
He fiercely grabbed an axe and went up to chop wood.
Bang! Bang!
He slashed very forcefully each time, as though the firewood in front of him was an enemy he hated to his core.
...
Midnight.
