Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

"Of course, fellow Taoists can also come and give it a try."

"No matter what means you use, as long as you can make it retreat three steps with one blow, you will be considered the winner."

After saying that, Taoist Gui took out a storage bag and threw it on the table.

"Here, I have a treasure worth ten high-grade spirit stones as a prize."

"Whoever beats me can take it."

The crowd was slightly restless.

How could they not see that this puppet Taoist wanted to take advantage of this banquet to show off his power in front of everyone and become famous in one fell swoop.

Some people disdain fame, while others crave it.

Obviously, Taoist Puppet belongs to the latter.

"You are so brave!"

Anger flashed in Xiong Batian's eyes, his muscles swelled, and he was about to walk forward and teach this man a lesson.

However, Hu Chunsheng's voice rang in my ears.

"That puppet is weird, calm down."

White air came out of his nose, but he still groaned and did not move for the time being.

Then, Hu Chunsheng looked at Taoist Kui and said with a chuckle.

"It seems that this fellow Taoist is not very friendly..."

"In that case, I'll add some extras."

"If anyone can make this puppet retreat three steps, I have exclusive information to share with you."

Hearing this, everyone became more excited, and immediately a casual cultivator spoke up.

"Okay! Let me meet you!"

He was the cultivator who was practicing body training just now.

The man's muscles bulged, his blood surged, and he threw a punch.

Boom!

The puppet in the black robe didn't move at all, but the man's face turned red and his arms trembled.

He was seriously injured by the recoil force.

He said nothing and retreated silently.

Taoist Puppet smiled sinisterly and said, "Next."

******

Five more independent cultivators took action one after another, but all failed.

No matter whether it was magic or flying sword, when it landed on the puppet, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no response.

Some people even used secret techniques to exorcise evil spirits, but the results were still not good.

Although this puppet has evil characteristics, it is not completely evil.

"Hehe, who else wants to give it a try?"

At this point, the puppet Taoist's laughter became more and more wild.

"It turns out that the so-called gathering of talented people is nothing more than this!"

At this time, a monk in a green robe snorted coldly.

"Humph, you evil Taoist, how dare you speak so arrogantly!"

His hair and beard stood on end, his aura was spreading, and he was actually in the middle stage of foundation building.

In the mansion at the moment, he is definitely not considered a weakling.

Someone recognized the monk.

"It's Jing Leizi!"

"I wonder how this demon cultivator can resist!"

Many people are excited and hopeful.

Jing Leizi made hand gestures and chanted incantations, and his spiritual power quickly gathered.

Then, a ball of purple thunder fell, bursting out with astonishing power.

boom!

"Uh ah ah!"

Screams sounded.

But it actually came from Jing Leizi who was chanting the spell.

There were lightning snakes wrapped around his body, his Taoist robe was torn, and his skin was charred black.

The appearance is miserable.

It was as if he had been hit by his own spell.

Looking at the scene again, in the charred ground, a white-haired figure was standing firmly in the deep pit left by the lightning strike.

Her position was only one step back from before.

This is a girl with white hair.

His eyes were hollow and his skin was pale, without a trace of blood.

The collarbone, ribs, even thighs and arms were pierced by iron rods three fingers thick.

The skin was patched up everywhere, and it looked extremely tragic.

Although there are traces of lightning on the body surface, it is repairing itself quickly.

For a moment, the whole place was silent.

"what have you done?"

Jing Leizi's companion questioned.

"Oh, you should have seen that my puppet and I didn't do anything."

The Taoist puppet pretended to be regretful.

"I guess this fellow Taoist lost control of his magic and hurt himself, right?"

Many people looked unhappy.

They saw that this human puppet was extremely strange. Not only was it invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, it could even counter spells!

"This is a Hundred Refined Female Puppet. It takes one hundred fresh young girls, refines them for a hundred days, and melts them into one to achieve this effect."

"How could it be so cruel?"

Many people began to think about retreating and were not prepared to provoke this kind of evil cultivator.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd cursed.

"You are a beast worse than pigs and dogs!"

"Ok?"

Taoist Puppet's tone suddenly changed and became extremely dangerous.

"I wonder which Taoist friend you are, would you mind coming out to chat?"

He took off his hood, revealing an ugly face that looked as if it had been burned by fire and was covered with strange pustules.

The only remaining eye swept in the direction where the sound came from.

All the wandering cultivators who were seen by Taoist Puppet were terrified and subconsciously looked away, not daring to look at him.

to the end.

Taoist Puppet saw a group of three people in the corner.

The frail Zhang Lang stared at Taoist Gui with a faint aura.

Jiang Yulan's gaze dodged subconsciously, but she quickly stood still with a firm expression.

What concerned Taoist Puppet the most was the young man who looked like a scholar.

He looked calm and his aura was not strong, but he revealed an indescribable temperament.

Zhang Lang was about to admit it when he heard Anle say.

"it's me."

"Friend Lu..."

Without waiting for Zhang Lang to speak, Anle stood up and looked at Taoist Puppet.

"You old beast, I'm scolding you!"

His tone was gentle and polite, but his words were powerful.

Many casual cultivators were shocked when they heard this.

How dare you insult Taoist Gui to his face!

Does this person want his life?

Even if Taoist Gui didn't dare to kill anyone during the banquet, but after leaving this place, there would be only one way to go, and that was death!

"Who is he?"

"It seems his name is Lu Bin, with a nickname of Jade-faced Scholar. His specialty is a self-created Six Meridians Divine Sword, but his realm is only at the initial stage of foundation building."

Some casual cultivators discussed in low voices.

at the same time.

The Taoist puppet's face was hideous and distorted.

"Good! It's been a long time since anyone dared to say that to me."

"I think your body is pretty good, so use it to be my next human puppet!"

He said faintly: "Don't worry, I will be gentle."

Many people felt a chill in their hearts.

"Friend Hu, do the conditions you mentioned earlier still count?"

Anle asked in a loud voice without changing his expression.

Hu Chunsheng was stunned, but immediately said, "Of course it counts."

"I didn't expect you to be so eager to die."

Hearing this, Taoist Puppet sneered.

"One move is enough to deal with someone like you."

Anle said coldly.

The onlookers were even more surprised.

Could it be that this person really has some hidden means?

Anle flew in the air and arrived at the center of the courtyard.

As soon as the aura of his early foundation building stage was revealed, the casual cultivators all felt disappointed and regretful.

This kind of realm is simply no match for the Puppet Taoist.

In their view, comfort is nothing more than a way to vent their anger before dying.

"This guy is a real man!"

"Old Bear, I like him."

Not far away, Xiong Batian said in a muffled voice.

Hu Chunsheng beside him also had a trace of regret in his eyes: "He is indeed a good person, but it's a pity that his realm is too low..."