Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

"It's a pleasure to meet, let me introduce myself, I'm Li Huowang."

"I've actually been relieved about the fact that you guys wanted to sneak up on me before. After all, I'm a xinsu, and like a long-legged ginseng fruit, it's human nature for you to want to rob me."

"I came to you this time because of other things. In a word, I am very unfamiliar with this world, and I want to gain more knowledge through you."

"Of course, there is another reason. You also know that I am Xinsu, and I am also looking for a way to get rid of Xinsu. If you know and tell me, I will really appreciate you very much."

Li Huowang sat in the chair and looked at Han Fu in front of him and said seriously.

The two **** heads drooping in front of him were not Li Huowang's conversation target. He was talking to the fist-sized head at Han Fu's neck.

Bai Sui's ability also did not let it go, and its face was completely unrecognizable. Said to be the head, it is completely a sarcoma with twisted facial features.

This thing is really strange, the main body is completely dead, it is still alive and well, and I don't know how Luojiao cultivates.

"What's your name? Also called Han Fu?"

Facing Li Huowang's question, the little head smiled sarcastically and didn't say a word.

"Crash" all kinds of torture instruments lined up in front of it.

Li Huowang picked out an iron hemisphere, carefully held the small head, and stretched out the torture tool in his hand.

"Ahhh~!!" The sharp scream was extremely harsh.

Opening the tent next to him, Li Huowang threw the small eyeball in his hand onto Hei Taisui.

"Still won't say it?"

The one eye of the small head looked at the rows of strange torture instruments, showing a trace of fear, but it was replaced by a decisive look in the blink of an eye.

"You lunatic in Aojing! I said, will you let me go?"

"I won't let you go, but direct death and slow torture to death are two different things."

"You know? I'm not really good at torture, but I have experienced a lot of pain, all kinds of different tortures, do you want me to reproduce everything I have experienced on you? "

Seeing Li Huowang wipe the blood on his hands from the towel next to him, and pick up a hook with barbs again, his little head struggled desperately, but his limbs were completely broken, and he was destined to be in vain.

"I don't know! I really don't know anything!! It really didn't take long for us to leave the mountain!"

"Really? If you just came out of the mountain not long ago, could it be that the nineteen Yangshou Pills are your master sending you down the mountain so much?"

The long barbed hook stretched out into the flesh and slowly pulled out something. Then Li Huowang picked up the coarse salt borrowed from Sun Baolu and smeared it evenly.

The little head was twitching in pain, and **** foam began to spit out of his mouth.

Li Huowang collected the torture tools, took out the "Huobao Zhenjing" from his arms, and began to chant the jerky and incomprehensible incantation with pity on his face.

The solidified white wax ignited a flame, turned into a puddle of wriggling fire scorpions, climbed up Han Fu's body, and treated the injury caused before with the crackling sound of frying.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The screams went all the way out, scaring many Qingqiu children in the tent to tears, and also making the frightened adults farther away.

After a few turns, it finally let go. "I said, I said!!"

"Very well, let's start with small questions, and I'll ask you to answer."

"Can this Yang Shou Dan be used as money to buy things?"

Li Huowang took out a pill wrapped in a yellow talisman and asked.

Seeing the other party's numb nod, Li Huowang stuffed the pills into the gourd, "Is it very precious? Is there any reference standard?"

"For a Yangshou Pill, you can ask someone like Han Fu to help once."

Li Huowang nodded clearly, which was obviously more intuitive.

"How to get Yang Shou Dan?"

"Murder, but ordinary people can't do it. They must be born in the sun, the moon and the sun. If you want to hear it, I can tell you the refining method."

"Forget it, next question, Han Fu said earlier, you are from Luojiao? Where are your Taoist temples?"

"The Snake Bone Mountain of Liang State."

"How many people in your Taoist temple?

"Fifty-seven people."

"A few heads."

"Two hundred and twenty-four heads."

"what are you?"

"I am Han Fu's Yuan Ying."

Li Huowang kept asking all kinds of small questions to this thing one after another, some of which Li Huowang already knew the answer to, just to test whether the other party was deceiving him.

After confirming that the other party really did not lie to him, Li Huowang began to ask key questions.

"What is Xinsu? How is it formed? How many Xinsu are there in this world?"

"I really don't know this. Some of the things about Xinsu are just a few words from the master inadvertently."

When he saw Li Huowang's hand slowly reaching out to the torture instruments, he was so frightened that he cried out.

The snot and tears flowed down the face of the little head. "I really don't know! The master told us that Xinsu is a very rare treasure! Don't miss it when we encounter it!"

"Then how did you identify your heart?" Li Huowang had been thinking about this question a long time ago, why every time he met someone could see his identity at a glance.

"I don't know how others distinguish it. Anyway, our master said that there are three fires on people's shoulders. It is normal for these fires to be big or small. Only the fire of the heart will be there for a while and then not."

Li Huowang looked down at his shoulder, but did not see any so-called fire.

"Almost there, it's time to ask him the most crucial question." Li Huowang looked at the villain, frowned and considered the language for a while before speaking again.

"Have you heard from your master along the way or from your master's words about how to get rid of confusion?"

"No, you are the first time we met Xinsu."

Li Huowang carefully looked at the deformed little head. You can believe this 90%, Han Fu was born a calf. Even if he really has the intention to get rid of the confusion, he may not know it.

"How much do you know about Zan Wang Dao?"

"I know this, they are a bunch of liars, they especially like to deceive people,"

"What are their names?"

"I heard that their names are the names of mahjong tiles~www.wuxiamtl.com~80,000-three cakes, etc., but I heard that this name is just a code name. If the first 80,000 dies, there will be another 80,000. Come on up."

"There is a man named Beifeng in Zanwangdao, do you know what? How strong is he?"

This one is the one who can get rid of confusion. If he wants to get rid of confusion completely, he is very important.

"I don't know, I haven't dealt with Zan Wangdao."

Next, Li Huowang asked Little Head about some questions about sitting and forgetting the Tao, but what he knew from it was very limited.

Looking at the small head in front of him, Li Huowang put his hands on his knees and stood up with the creaking sound of the stool.

"Very well, I've finished asking. Next, in order to confirm the authenticity of what you said, I need to confirm it again."

Having said that, Li Huowang stretched out his hand to the torture tool again.