What kind of evil method is this? This is the righteous method.

In the morning, welcome the rising sun.

There is a person squatting on the dirt floor in the courtyard, with a bamboo tube placed in front of him.

Lin Fan put his palms against the ground, circulated his magic power, and cast the poison technique. The invisible magic power turned into threads, and seemed to be alive, rushing in all directions.

Soon, slender centipedes of different colors crawled out from the gaps in the floor tiles, stones, houses, etc., and they all rushed towards Lin Fan as if they had been summoned by some kind.

If you count them carefully, there are at least dozens of them.

"Wow, so many centipedes."

A voice of childish surprise came.

Lin Fan looked back at Xiaotu who had just come out of the house, and waved to her to come over, "Don't be afraid."

Little Rabbit carefully jumped over the centipede under his feet, came to Lin Fan, and squatted aside, "I'm not afraid, it's just a centipede."

"I didn't expect Little Rabbit to be so bold."

"Of course, I've killed rabbits before."

"Kill the rabbit?"

"Yes, when I was just born, my father brought me a rabbit, and I got along well with it."

"Okay then, why kill the rabbit?"

"Because my mother was sick, the doctor said she should eat more meat to gain strength, so I killed the rabbit and gave it to my mother."

After hearing this, Lin Fan didn't say anything, but touched Xiaotu's head with his backhand. He saw sadness and nostalgia in the child's eyes.

Look and listen.

Who dares to say that this world is chaotic and morally corrupt.

"Taoist Priest, why did you attract so many centipedes?" Little Rabbit tilted his head, curiosity revealed in his eyes.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "I'm just teasing these centipedes."

"oh."

At this time, the centipede army had crawled in front of Lin Fan, all of them lying motionless on the ground.

These centipedes have different colors, including red heads, black heads, and green heads. Some are small and some are large. Suddenly, three centipedes attracted his attention.

The whole body is red, and the back of the feet is red. Only the back has golden lines at intervals.

Rare breed.

Golden centipede.

It's not that the golden thread centipede is overbearing, but according to the description of the poison technique, the golden thread centipede has great potential. If you cultivate it well, it will be a big help in the future.

While the spell was being cast, the remaining centipedes returned the same way they came. The three golden-threaded centipedes crawled along the edge of the bamboo tube, picked up the bamboo tube and closed the lid.

"Little Rabbit, take these coins and go to the street to buy some food." Lin Fan handed over some coins. Broken silver cannot be given to children, otherwise there is a high chance that they will be robbed.

"Um."

Little Rabbit took the coin and left quickly.

Watching the little rabbit leave, Lin Fan returned to the house and opened the bamboo tube, bit his finger and dripped the blood into the bamboo tube. What he had to do now was to raise the gu and feed the blood containing mana to make the three golden centipedes grow. Change, let them eat each other, and eventually the remaining one will be worth cultivating.

As for how many days it will take, it depends on when the three-headed golden centipede will decide the winner.

Three days later.

During this period, in addition to feeding blood to the golden centipede every day, he also repaired the house for the little rabbit. He felt quite happy after watching the mud house that could collapse at any time become stronger after being repaired.

Half of the aroma of the meat was gone.

No more flesh and blood materials were obtained, and the flesh spirit incense could not be refined for the time being.

But it’s okay. Cultivation is not something that can be achieved by practicing all day long, but it needs to be done step by step, with clear thoughts, and when the inspiration flashes, the cultivation level will improve rapidly.

Just be casual.

Just say that his master just practices all day long when he has nothing to do. What’s the use?

It’s not even the third level of Qi refining.

And in the past two and a half years, he practiced whenever he was in a good mood and still made rapid progress.

In his opinion, what is cultivated is not the magic power, but the heart.

"It's finally done."

I poured the remaining centipede with golden threads in the bamboo tube into the palm of my hand. It was really beautiful. It was so red that it glowed red, and the golden threads on its back were even more gorgeous.

Somehow, there was already a connection between him and the Golden Thread Centipede.

A single thought can control it.

If anyone is bitten by a golden-threaded centipede, his body will be seriously poisoned, his skin will ulcerate, and his internal organs will wither. Even if the Great God is still alive, he can only shake his head and sigh.

Of course, although there are some exaggerations.

But the meaning is very clear, as long as you feed it with blood every day, one day, even the Daluo Immortal will be able to bite him to death.

Put away the golden centipede and push out the door. It's time to cure diseases, save people, and bring hope to all living beings.

…

"Tao... Taoist Master, do you think my disease can be cured?"

"Sister Yang, can I lie to people?" Lin Fan smiled and understood why the other party was so excited. He was already thinking of dying, but suddenly said that he could be cured. How could this not make people excited?

"No, no, of course I believe what the Taoist Master said." Sister Yang said.

"Taoist priest, is my mother really okay?" Xiaotu looked forward to it. Even though she was young, she knew everything that should be known. She knew that her mother was seriously ill and was losing weight day by day, but she couldn't show her sadness, otherwise her mother would It will also be sad.

If she behaves happily every day, her mother will be in a good mood.

"certainly."

Touching Xiaotu's head, he gave a firm look.

Lin Fan took out the bamboo tube, and the centipede inside was sensed and crawled out and fell into his palm. Little Rabbit and Sister Yang looked at it in surprise. Little Rabbit turned his head and looked again and again. This was not what the Taoist Master had caught a few days ago. The centipede.

Sister Yang is a little unsure, what does this mean?

"Sister Yang, this insect is a golden centipede. It is extremely poisonous, but I have subdued it. It can harm people and save people. Come, open your mouth and let it crawl in to suck out the disease in your body." Lin Fan said.

Sister Yang nodded. She was not afraid of death, so how could she be afraid of centipedes?

Besides, she believed that the Taoist priest would not harm her.

Open your mouth.

Lin Fan stretched his palm to Sister Yang's mouth. The golden centipede stepped and crawled into her mouth, and then went down along her throat. He asked Sister Yang to lie down. There was no need to do anything else, just wait quietly.

The strange feeling of the golden centipede crawling in her body made her feel uncomfortable, and a slight pain came, but she knew that this was treating her disease.

She wanted to live and live well, so as not to let her children become orphans.

Even if the world is very bad.

But what does it matter? As long as she can accompany her children to grow up, she will be the happiest.

I don't know how long it will take.

"Come, open your mouth." Lin Fan said softly.

As Sister Yang opened her mouth, the golden centipede crawled out of her mouth and crawled back into its narrow bamboo tube.

"Master, my mother..." Xiaotu looked up.

"Okay, it's okay. She's a little weak. She'll be fine after a rest. You stay with your mother. I'll go out to buy some meat."

Lin Fan put the bamboo tube in his arms, touched Xiaotu's head, and turned to walk out the door.

"Thank you, Master."

Xiaotu cried, and tears finally came out, and she threw herself into her mother's arms.

...

Street.

Lin Fan walked slowly, and the violent words of the pedestrians around him had no effect on him. Since he had entered the world, he naturally had to take a good look at the world.

The affection between Xiaotu and her mother made him see the beauty.

As for the fighting and killing of others, it was just the scraps of the world.

There was movement in front.

"Go and see, Ma Sanbao has killed his mother with one punch."

"Ah? So cruel, he even killed his own mother?"

"Ma Sanbao is addicted to gambling, he can do anything."

Lin Fan, who was about to buy meat, frowned suddenly. He even killed his own mother?

He couldn't help but speed up his pace and squeeze through the crowd. He saw the familiar pancake stall and the familiar strong man. Then he saw that the woman selling pancakes was lying on the ground with blood all over her head.

At this time, Ma Sanbao was not afraid at all, and he didn't even feel sad or regretful for killing his own mother. Instead, he pointed at the onlookers around him.

"What are you looking at? I killed my own mother. It has nothing to do with you. Get out of here."

Some brave people couldn't stand it and wanted to teach him a lesson, but they were stopped by their companions and told that Ma Sanbao was the private soldier of Mayor Huang's family and should not be provoked.

The people who wanted to teach him a lesson stopped immediately after hearing this and didn't dare to come forward.

"Beast."

A roar broke out.

Lin Fan glared at Ma Sanbao, "Are you still a human? You even killed your own mother. You are worse than pigs and dogs."

The blood was boiling, and a nameless anger was burning.

The good mood of curing Sister Yang was gone in an instant.

"Stinky Taoist priest, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. It has nothing to do with you if I kill my own mother. It's because this old guy didn't give me the money." Ma Sanbao saw that it was the stinky Taoist priest who scolded him, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Killing your own mother is unforgivable. Aren't you afraid that the government will chop off your head?"

"Heh, government? I am Mr. Huang's private soldier. What the hell are you dreaming about? Forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you, a stinky Taoist priest. I have to go to the casino to gamble."

After saying that, Ma Sanbao didn't give Lin Fan any chance to speak, pushed through the crowd, and left in a hurry.

At this time, Lin Fan really wanted to pull out the axe behind him and chop him to death with one axe.

But he held back.

Looking at the old lady lying on the ground.

The people around were used to seeing dead people. Seeing that there was no excitement to watch, they dispersed and went about their own business, as if the dead person was not a human, but an insignificant animal.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, slowly squatted in front of the old lady, gently wiped the blood off her head, picked her up, and walked out of the town with an expressionless face.

The passers-by who passed by him shuddered suddenly.

It's so cold.

Why is it so cold?