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Volume 1 Chapter 383 Little Monster

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    Ren Daoyuan could detect someone, although his specific location could not be found. The usefulness of this magical power was naturally much different.  It may also be related to this child's cultivation level. This is true for many magical powers. The higher the cultivation level, the more powerful the magical power can be exerted. This is somewhat similar to Taoist tools.  What really made Ren Daoyuan feel cold all over his body was not the little guy's magical powers and abilities, but his innocent appearance. He clearly saw with his own eyes how Tai Zhengdao killed Meng Junlan, and watched him dig a hole and prepare to destroy the traces, but he still  A look of innocence.  Yes, your senior sister Meng was injured and needs to be grounded now, so I dug a deeper hole and let her down to help her recover.  It's really tiring me out. Come and help me dig for a while.  Tai Zhengdao said, in fact, he knew very well that only a ghost would believe such words.  If he was really just a twelve-year-old child, maybe he could still be believed, but in the entire Jinyu Taoist Sect, no one knew that Pan Jiangliu was extremely talented. Whether it was Taoism or martial arts, he was much better than others. He was a golden  A genius among geniuses in Yu Daozong.  Not only that, this kid¡¯s temperament is extremely weird. Although he has little chance to come into contact with him, Tai Zhengdao knows from the conversations of others that this little guy must not be underestimated, let alone treat him as a child.  For a while, he couldn't think of a good solution at all, so he could only talk casually.  You must know that Pan Jiangliu is not only the direct grandson of Pan Yongan, the eighth-level Taoist master of Jinyu Taoism, but he is also extremely cunning and is best at using his appearance to deceive others.  In this regard, it is somewhat similar to him.  Although this little guy sounds innocent and curious, looking at his crouching position, you can tell that he is extremely defensive about himself.  Not only was the distance between the two sides kept at about ten feet, but it was also on a huge boulder. As long as he turned over and retreated, no matter what method he used, it was difficult to guarantee a kill with one strike.  As the direct grandson of an eighth-level Taoist master, he is also a third-level Taoist master. His use of Taoist magic and secret magical powers is much better than that of his heaven-level guardian disciple. If he purely wants to escape, he will be one step behind.  Da Jie, I am afraid that there is nothing I can do against him.  Although this place is uninhabited for ten miles, it is not too far from Jinyu Daozong. With Pan Jiangliu's methods, he can escape back to Daozong in less than half an hour. As long as he returns alive, to be honest, although this world is big  , there is no place for him anymore.  Even if he surrenders to the enemy, no one will protect him from the crime of murdering Yang Shen's biological daughter.  He is just a middle-grade guardian disciple of the Heavenly Rank. No one would offend a Yang God because of him.  As for his family, not to mention, let alone the angry Meng Tianxiong, he would never let go of the Tai family. Even the Tai family would not let him go. They would kill him directly without Meng Tianxiong taking action.  Take it and bring it to Meng Tianxiong. ?????????????????????????????? I am a child, I have no strength. Besides, I have a stomachache recently, and I can¡¯t do any work.  Otherwise I'll go back first.  Pan Jiangliu held his belly and stepped back a little, shouting that he wanted to go back, but he had no intention of leaving at all.  ¡°Junior Brother Pan, let¡¯s be honest, what do you want?  Tai Zhengdao was not stupid at all. Pan Jiangliu naturally wanted something for what he did. Otherwise, as long as he returned to Daozong and told what he had done, he would be dead. There was no need to grind his teeth with him here.  You know, after all, the difference between heaven and earth is like the difference between heaven and earth. Even if he has many methods, he still has to be careful.  Senior Brother Tai, I just saw you pick up a small nameplate. It¡¯s very pretty. Can you give it to me to play with? I happen to be short of a nameplate at home. Take it back and hang it on the door. It should be very pretty. Do you think it is?  ?  Pan Jiangliu said innocently.  Ren Daoyuan was speechless. This little guy's acting level was so high that he could act on stage directly without studying.  ¡°Here, take it.  Although Tai Zhengdao was reluctant to give up, he was even more reluctant to give up his own life.  Of course, he knew very well that this Pan Jiangliu was not trustworthy at all, and he had to find a way to kill him.  So what about the grandson of an eighth-level master? He had already killed a Yang Shen's daughter, so he was no worse than the grandson of a Taoist master.  Pan Jiangliu took the Fengming waist badge and looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, put it in his arms, looked at the dream bag next to Meng Junlan and said: Senior Brother Tai, can I see Senior Sister Meng's dream bag?  Maybe there is some good medicine in it that can help Senior Sister Meng get better quickly, don¡¯t you think?  Of course, you can take it.  Tai Zhengdao was secretly happy, greedy little guy, being too greedy may not be a good thing.  The Dream Bag is extremely famous in the Golden Feather Taoist Sect, and many Taoist masters look at it with envy. The space inside is more than two hundred cubic meters, and it is considered top-grade among space Taoist artifacts.  " If such a thing were in Pan Jiangliu's hands, Tai Zhengdao would be able to come up with many ways to link Meng Junlan's death with Pan Jiangliu's death. By then, he would be covered with mouths, which he couldn't explain.  Tai Zhengdao has many such methods.    Pan Jiangliu took the dream bag, rummaged inside it for a moment, raised his head and asked doubtfully: It's strange, there is no medicine in it, what should I do?  Tai Zhengdao almost fell down in anger. He had just taken out all the things inside. Although there were not many wound medicines inside, they were all top-grade wound medicines from Jinyu Dao Sect. How could there be none?  This was really nonsense with his eyes open, and he had already guessed what the little guy was going to say next. ????????????????? Oops, what should we do?  Senior Sister Meng's injury is quite serious. I have to buy her some medicine, but I am a little kid and have no money. Senior Brother Tai, can you lend me a few million gold coins first, and I will go and help Meng?  Senior sister bought some wound medicine. After returning, I told Grandpa Meng that he would pay back the money.  Pan Jiangliu said seriously.  Tai Zhengdao was almost driven crazy, as expected.  This little guy is greedy, but he is not stupid at all. He also understands that the dream bag and the Taoist artifacts inside are untouchable. He has the same idea as himself, and is interested in the golden ticket in Meng Junlan's dream bag.  With Meng Junlan's identity, she naturally carries a lot of golden tickets.  Butbut millions of gold tickets?  You are so open-minded, how could Meng Junlan have millions of golden tickets?  The golden tickets he just took away totaled only more than 300,000 gold tickets. This amount already made Tai Zhengdao extremely satisfied.  After all, he was a bastard from a small family, and his gold coins had never exceeded ten thousand. This was something he saved little by little through frugality.  This kid is good, he can make millions with just one mouthful. Obviously, he wants not only Meng Junlan¡¯s golden ticket, but also his own.  But now he had to give in, at least to stabilize this little bastard first.  He took out Meng Junlan's golden tickets from his arms, and added all his own golden tickets. Anyway, he could only focus on the present. It was useless to have any number of golden tickets.  "If you can find a way to kill this little bastard, you will have all the gold and medals. If you can't kill him, you will be in big trouble."  Even if he really won't tell this matter, he will be caught in the future and tightly controlled by this little thing. On such a day, he might as well die.  Pan Jiangliu took the golden ticket, looked over it a few times, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, obviously not satisfied with the amount.  But he also knew that it was normal for Senior Sister Meng to have more than 300,000 gold tickets in her hand. As for Tai Zhengdao, a poor man, he was able to come up with nearly 10,000 gold tickets, which really surprised him.  He casually threw the dream bag to Tai Zhengdao and said: Senior Brother Tai, this is Senior Sister Meng's dream bag. It is her favorite thing. You must keep it well and put it next to Senior Sister Meng. When Senior Sister Meng opens her eyes,  Just so you can see it.  Of course, why would I take something from Junior Sister Meng?  Tai Zhengdao said, reluctantly placing the dream bag next to Meng Junlan's body.  Doubtful?  Why are these golden tickets stuck together?  It can't be fake.  Pan Jiangliu, squatting on the stone, shouted while looking at the golden tickets.  Meng Junlan's gold tickets were placed very neatly. They were all large-denomination gold tickets. Although there was a thick stack of dozens of them, most were worth ten thousand, and a small number were worth one thousand.  to several thousand gold coins each.  On the other hand, Tai Zhengdao's golden tickets looked a bit miserable. The thick stack was much thicker than Meng Junlan's. But in fact, they were all small-denomination gold tickets. The largest ones were only one thousand.  Face value.  The small ones even have ten gold coins each, which is very inconspicuous.  The most ugly thing is that these small-denomination gold tickets look very old and a little dirty. Some of the gold tickets have curled edges. For some reason, some of them are still stuck together and cannot be opened.  "Please help Senior Brother Tai to take a look at these. It can't be opened. Be careful not to tear them. These golden tickets are used to save lives. Senior Sister Meng is still waiting to use them."  Pan Jiangliu said.  Tai Zhengdao was so angry that he didn't let go of the little gold tickets he had. Those gold tickets stuck together were only a few hundred gold coins at most. He actually asked himself to open them for him. It was too much.  .  Tai Zhengdao took the golden tickets thrown over and took a look at them. Sure enough, they were stuck together. It seemed that these golden tickets had not been used for a while. This was not surprising. This happened often in the past.  Pan Jiangliu shook his hand casually, but failed to shake it away. Pan Jiangliu yelled: Brother Tai, be careful, be careful, that is life-saving money.  Tai Zhengdao is annoyed to death. For just a few hundred gold tickets, this little bastard is too greedy.  He tapped his finger on his lips, dipped it in some saliva, rubbed it on the golden ticket a few times, and rubbed it away.  AhSenior Brother Tai, you are so disgusting. How can you use it if you open it like this? I don't want to touch your saliva. I'm in trouble. I'll lose money today. I'll pay for it myself.  I'm leaving now to buy medicine for Senior Sister Meng. You wait for me here. You must wait for me.  After saying that, Pan Jiangliu turned over and got off the stone, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.It¡¯s over.  Ren Daoyuan can detect someone, although he cannot find his specific location. The usefulness of this magical power is naturally much different.  It may also be related to this child's cultivation level. This is true for many magical powers. The higher the cultivation level, the more powerful the magical power can be exerted. This is somewhat similar to Taoist tools.  What really made Ren Daoyuan feel cold all over his body was not the little guy's magical powers and abilities, but his innocent appearance. He clearly saw with his own eyes how Tai Zhengdao killed Meng Junlan, and watched him dig a hole and prepare to destroy the traces, but he still  A look of innocence.  Yes, your senior sister Meng was injured and needs to be grounded now, so I dug a deeper hole and let her down to help her recover.  It's really tiring me out. Come and help me dig for a while.  Tai Zhengdao said, in fact, he knew very well that only a ghost would believe such words.  If he was really just a twelve-year-old child, maybe he could still be believed, but in the entire Jinyu Taoist Sect, no one knew that Pan Jiangliu was extremely talented. Whether it was Taoism or martial arts, he was much better than others. He was a golden  A genius among geniuses in Yu Daozong.  Not only that, this kid¡¯s temperament is extremely weird. Although he has little chance to come into contact with him, Tai Zhengdao knows from the conversations of others that this little guy must not be underestimated, let alone treat him as a child.  For a while, he couldn't think of a good solution at all, so he could only talk casually.  You must know that Pan Jiangliu is not only the direct grandson of Pan Yongan, the eighth-level Taoist master of Jinyu Taoism, but he is also extremely cunning and is best at using his appearance to deceive others.  In this regard, it is somewhat similar to him.  Although this little guy sounds innocent and curious, looking at his crouching position, you can tell that he is extremely defensive about himself.  Not only was the distance between the two sides kept at about ten feet, but it was also on a huge boulder. As long as he turned over and retreated, no matter what method he used, it was difficult to guarantee a kill with one strike.  As the direct grandson of an eighth-level Taoist master, he is also a third-level Taoist master. His use of Taoist magic and secret magical powers is much better than that of his heaven-level guardian disciple. If he purely wants to escape, he will be one step behind.  Da Jie, I am afraid that there is nothing I can do against him.  Although this place is uninhabited for ten miles, it is not too far from Jinyu Daozong. With Pan Jiangliu's methods, he can escape back to Daozong in less than half an hour. As long as he returns alive, to be honest, although this world is big  , there is no place for him anymore.  Even if he surrenders to the enemy, no one will protect him from the crime of murdering Yang Shen's biological daughter.  He is just a middle-grade guardian disciple of the Heavenly Rank. No one would offend a Yang God because of him.  As for his family, not to mention, let alone the angry Meng Tianxiong, he would never let go of the Tai family. Even the Tai family would not let him go. They would kill him directly without Meng Tianxiong taking action.  Take it and bring it to Meng Tianxiong. ?????????????????????????????? I am a child, I have no strength. Besides, I have a stomachache recently, and I can¡¯t do any work.  Otherwise I'll go back first.  Pan Jiangliu held his belly and stepped back a little, shouting that he wanted to go back, but he had no intention of leaving at all.  ¡°Junior Brother Pan, let¡¯s be honest, what do you want?  Tai Zhengdao was not stupid at all. Pan Jiangliu naturally wanted something for what he did. Otherwise, as long as he returned to Daozong and told what he had done, he would be dead. There was no need to grind his teeth with him here.  You know, after all, the difference between heaven and earth is like the difference between heaven and earth. Even if he has many methods, he still has to be careful.  Senior Brother Tai, I just saw you pick up a small nameplate. It¡¯s very pretty. Can you give it to me to play with? I happen to be short of a nameplate at home. Take it back and hang it on the door. It should be very pretty. Do you think it is?  ?  Pan Jiangliu said innocently.  Ren Daoyuan was speechless. This little guy's acting level was so high that he could act on stage directly without studying.  ¡°Here, take it.  Although Tai Zhengdao was reluctant to give up, he was even more reluctant to give up his own life.  Of course, he knew very well that this Pan Jiangliu was not trustworthy at all, and he had to find a way to kill him.  So what about the grandson of an eighth-level master? He had already killed a Yang Shen's daughter, so he was no worse than the grandson of a Taoist master.  Pan Jiangliu took the Fengming waist badge and looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, put it in his arms, looked at the dream bag next to Meng Junlan and said: Senior Brother Tai, can I see Senior Sister Meng's dream bag?  Maybe there is some good medicine in it that can help Senior Sister Meng get better quickly, don¡¯t you think?  Of course, you can take it.  Tai Zhengdao was secretly happy, greedy little guy, being too greedy may not be a good thing.  The Dream Bag is extremely famous in the Golden Feather Taoist Sect, and many Taoist masters look at it with envy. The space inside is more than two hundred cubic meters, and it is considered top-grade among space Taoist artifacts.  " If such a thing were in Pan Jiangliu's hands, Tai Zhengdao would be able to come up with many ways to link Meng Junlan's death with Pan Jiangliu's death. By then, he would be covered with mouths, which he couldn't explain.  This methodHe has a lot of Tai Zhengdao.  Pan Jiangliu took the dream bag, rummaged inside it for a moment, raised his head and asked doubtfully: It's strange, there is no medicine in it, what should I do?  Tai Zhengdao almost fell down in anger. He had just taken out all the things inside. Although there were not many wound medicines inside, they were all top-grade wound medicines from Jinyu Dao Sect. How could there be none?  This was really nonsense with his eyes open, and he had already guessed what the little guy was going to say next. ????????????????? Oops, what should we do?  Senior Sister Meng's injury is quite serious. I have to buy her some medicine, but I am a little kid and have no money. Senior Brother Tai, can you lend me a few million gold coins first, and I will go and help Meng?  Senior sister bought some wound medicine. After returning, I told Grandpa Meng that he would pay back the money.  Pan Jiangliu said seriously.  Tai Zhengdao was almost driven crazy, as expected.  This little guy is greedy, but he is not stupid at all. He also understands that the dream bag and the Taoist artifacts inside are untouchable. He has the same idea as himself, and is interested in the golden ticket in Meng Junlan's dream bag.  With Meng Junlan's identity, she naturally carries a lot of golden tickets.  Butbut millions of gold tickets?  You are so open-minded, how could Meng Junlan have millions of golden tickets?  The golden tickets he just took away totaled only more than 300,000 gold tickets. This amount already made Tai Zhengdao extremely satisfied.  After all, he was a bastard from a small family, and his gold coins had never exceeded ten thousand. This was something he saved little by little through frugality.  This kid is good, he can make millions with just one mouthful. Obviously, he wants not only Meng Junlan¡¯s golden ticket, but also his own.  But now he had to give in, at least to stabilize this little bastard first.  He took out Meng Junlan's golden tickets from his arms, and added all his own golden tickets. Anyway, he could only focus on the present. It was useless to have any number of golden tickets.  "If you can find a way to kill this little bastard, you will have all the gold and medals. If you can't kill him, you will be in big trouble."  Even if he really won't tell this matter, he will be caught in the future and tightly controlled by this little thing. On such a day, he might as well die.  Pan Jiangliu took the golden ticket, looked over it a few times, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, obviously not satisfied with the amount.  But he also knew that it was normal for Senior Sister Meng to have more than 300,000 gold tickets in her hand. As for Tai Zhengdao, a poor man, he was able to come up with nearly 10,000 gold tickets, which really surprised him.  He casually threw the dream bag to Tai Zhengdao and said: Senior Brother Tai, this is Senior Sister Meng's dream bag. It is her favorite thing. You must keep it well and put it next to Senior Sister Meng. When Senior Sister Meng opens her eyes,  Just so you can see it.  Of course, why would I take something from Junior Sister Meng?  Tai Zhengdao said, reluctantly placing the dream bag next to Meng Junlan's body.  Doubtful?  Why are these golden tickets stuck together?  It can't be fake.  Pan Jiangliu, squatting on the stone, shouted while looking at the golden tickets.  Meng Junlan's gold tickets were placed very neatly. They were all large-denomination gold tickets. Although there was a thick stack of dozens of them, most were worth ten thousand, and a small number were worth one thousand.  to several thousand gold coins each.  On the other hand, Tai Zhengdao's golden tickets looked a bit miserable. The thick stack was much thicker than Meng Junlan's. But in fact, they were all small-denomination gold tickets. The largest ones were only one thousand.  Face value.  The small ones even have ten gold coins each, which is very inconspicuous.  The most ugly thing is that these small-denomination gold tickets look very old and a little dirty. Some of the gold tickets have curled edges. For some reason, some of them are still stuck together and cannot be opened.  "Please help Senior Brother Tai to take a look at these. It can't be opened. Be careful not to tear them. These golden tickets are used to save lives. Senior Sister Meng is still waiting to use them."  Pan Jiangliu said.  Tai Zhengdao was so angry that he didn't let go of the little gold tickets he had. Those gold tickets stuck together were only a few hundred gold coins at most. He actually asked himself to open them for him. It was too much.  .  Tai Zhengdao took the golden tickets thrown over and took a look at them. Sure enough, they were stuck together. It seemed that these golden tickets had not been used for a while. This was not surprising. This happened often in the past.  Pan Jiangliu shook his hand casually, but failed to shake it away. Pan Jiangliu yelled: Brother Tai, be careful, be careful, that is life-saving money.  Tai Zhengdao is annoyed to death. For just a few hundred gold tickets, this little bastard is too greedy.  He tapped his finger on his lips, dipped it in some saliva, rubbed it on the golden ticket a few times, and rubbed it away.  AhSenior Brother Tai, you are so disgusting. How can you use it if you open it like this? I don't want to touch your saliva. I'm in trouble. I'll lose money today. I'll pay for it myself.  I'm leaving now to buy medicine for Senior Sister Meng. You wait for me here. You must wait for me.  After saying that, Pan Jiangliu turned over and got down.The stone disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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