Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Although the death of the merchant was just a trivial matter in Mo Fan's eyes, the other party died because of his calligraphy and paintings, which made Mo Fan feel a little angry.

So that night he covered the entire Seven Star City with his spiritual awareness, focusing on the customers who came to his shop to buy calligraphy and paintings.

It wasn't long before a discovery was made.

Late at night, a man in green clothes came excitedly to a small courtyard with calligraphy and paintings. He looked around first, and when he saw that there was no one there, he knocked on the gate of the courtyard.

The gate of the courtyard opened in response, and the man hurried in. He found that the courtyard was dark, so he called out in a low voice, "Is Lord Wu here?"

As soon as these words were spoken, a figure walked out of the house in the yard.

This was a tall man, wearing a loose black robe. His entire body was hidden in the robe, and even his head was hidden under the hood, making it difficult for others to see his face.

"Did you bring the calligraphy and paintings?"

A middle-aged man's voice came from the black robe.

"You are... Lord Wu?"

The man in the courtyard carefully looked at the other person, then smiled and handed over several paintings in his hand, saying, "Master Wu, these are all eight paintings in total, five of which I bought from other people at a high price. You must not let me down this time!"

Lord Wu raised his hand and eight wrapped scrolls flew into his hands out of thin air.

This move made the painting seller dumbfounded. Then, Master Wu asked, "Did you buy these paintings from the painting and calligraphy shop of Mr. Mo?"

"Yes sir!"

The man looked respectful, then stretched out his hands and grinned, "Your Excellency promised me a painting and a tael of gold before. Now it's time for you to fulfill your promise!"

Lord Wu did not speak, but waved his hand casually, and all eight paintings and calligraphy flew up into the air, and then slowly opened, revealing some exquisite calligraphy and paintings.

The man saw that Lord Wu ignored him, and immediately frowned, then said carefully: "Sir, these calligraphy and paintings have been given to you, you can look at them anytime, would you like to pay me first?"

"remuneration?"

Lord Wu came back to his senses upon hearing this. He made a hand gesture and two flames appeared in front of him instantly. He flicked his fingers and the flames flew towards the eight paintings, burning them all to ashes.

"How dare you use some fake calligraphy and paintings to deceive me? You must be tired of living!"

Lord Wu snorted coldly and looked at the man in green with cold eyes.

The man in green was frightened by his magic, and seemed to understand something. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "You...you are the immortal who killed that group of merchants outside the city a few days ago?!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran towards the gate of the courtyard, but the fireball was faster than him and hit him directly.

The man in green turned into a pile of ashes before he could even utter a scream.

"If you want calligraphy and paintings, you can just go buy them yourself. Why would you want to kill someone for a few calligraphy and paintings?"

Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded behind Lord Wu, causing him to freeze all over.

"Who?!"

Lord Wu turned around, clasped his hands together, and three fireballs suddenly condensed in front of him. Without hesitation, he pointed at the figure that appeared in front of him.

The three fireballs instantly blasted towards the opponent, but they dissipated completely just when they were a few feet in front of the opponent.

"Don't waste your time. You can't beat me."

Mo Fan spoke lightly, then walked out of the dark corner. The moonlight instantly fell on his cheek, allowing Lord Wu to see Mo Fan's appearance clearly.

"It's you?!"

Lord Wu looked at Mo Fan in surprise.

Mo Fan also looked at the other party with interest. This Lord Wu was none other than the cultivator in the late Qi Refining stage who was invited by Shopkeeper Wang to congratulate him on the opening of his shop that day.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Seeing Mo Fan's calm demeanor, a trace of panic flashed across Lord Wu's face. He subconsciously retreated backwards, while making hand gestures, summoning a tortoise shell magic weapon that circled around his body, and activated a talisman that he attached to his chest. A golden shield instantly appeared on his body.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you haven't answered my question just now. What do you think?"

Mo Fan looked at the other party with a smile and approached step by step.

"Hmph! Pretending to be a ghost!"

Lord Wu's face darkened, and he opened his mouth and summoned a flying sword, aiming straight at Mo Fan's head.

Seeing this, Mo Fan shook his head slightly, raised his hand and flicked his fingers, breaking the attacking flying sword into pieces. Countless sword fragments flew back and directly broke the opponent's tortoise shell magic weapon and protective light shield.

"You...my master will not let you go..."

Lord Wu opened his mouth. His body was covered with wounds. Blood kept oozing out from the wounds, soaking his clothes. He finally fell to the ground and died.

"I wanted to give you a chance, but you are useless and chose to die."

Mo Fan shook his head and said calmly: "Don't worry, your master will come to you soon."

After saying this, a tiger pattern appeared between his eyebrows, which directly imprisoned the opponent's soul, and soon released it again.

"Owner!"

Lord Wu, who looked eerie, immediately bowed respectfully to Mo Fan.

"Now can you tell me why you want to snatch those calligraphy and paintings?" Mo Fan looked at him with a smile.

“Master, my master, Master Xiaoyao, learned that your shop had calligraphy and painting instruments, so he became interested and ordered me to get the instruments from your shop.

But I didn't want to waste time going to the owner's shop every day to buy calligraphy and paintings, so I bought them from other people. In this way, I could buy a large number of calligraphy and paintings.

But those guys were greedier than each other, and each of them asked for a huge amount of money. I almost spent all my gold and silver, but I didn’t buy a single painting or calligraphy or magical instrument.

Later I heard that a traveling merchant had a lot of calligraphy and paintings, so I decided to rob him. Unfortunately, the merchant dared to resist, so I killed him. But I was worried that the matter would be exposed, so I killed everyone.

Since then, I have used the name of 'Master Wu' to trick some greedy people into buying paintings from your calligraphy and painting shop, and then I have taken them by force." Master Wu said honestly.

"Then why don't you just rob my shop?" Mo Fan asked curiously.

"Master, you don't know that this city is a big city of the Qin State. There are immortal monks in the city. There are many civilians and merchants in the city. The disappearance of one or two people will not attract much attention from the immortals.

But if a store was robbed, that would be a different matter, the Immortal Department would definitely get to the bottom of it.

Moreover, my master also warned me that since your shop can sell calligraphy and paintings, it means that the owner is likely to be a powerful monk hiding here, so I should not cause trouble. "Master Wu replied.

"So that's how it is. What kind of person is your master?" Mo Fan asked again.

“My master, Master Xiaoyao, is a cultivator of the Soul Refining Sect. He often goes out to kill some merchants and extract their souls to practice.

If there are some beautiful female relatives, they will be imprisoned by the master for pleasure, and if they die, their souls will be directly extracted and refined."

"So he is a demon monk?"

Mo Fan nodded after hearing this, and then said calmly: "Then you lead the way, and go and accept your master! It will also allow you two to reunite as master and disciple."