This primordial world is extraordinary.

Chapter 67: Taoist Priest, Let's Form a Good Karma

After devouring Lai San, the Void Kun Daoist had reached his limit. He would not be devoured like Lai San, but would instead occupy a complete body of the Kunpeng.

Wu Jiu is not only a poor freak, but also a gambling freak.

Being poor and gambling—these two combined make them invincible.

"Taoist priest, let's become one, haha..."

Wu Jiu laughed arrogantly, tearing the skin off Kunpeng's arm with his fingertips, which then transformed into a thick mist ranging from red to black, and entered Kunpeng's body.

It wasn't as Kunpeng imagined, being torn apart and entered.

To be honest, if that were the case, he was prepared to take action, but things didn't turn out that way.

In an instant!

The noisy, bizarre marketplace fell silent.

A group of people, some grotesque, some excited, some disappointed, and some expectant, watched Kunpeng.

They are waiting for a result.

Did the Taoist priest swallow Wu Jiu, or did Wu Jiu suddenly become rich and gain a complete body?

"Senior brother, let's pack up and go. Thank you for the donation, Fellow Daoist Wu Jiu. Now we brothers have something to eat."

Kunpeng's words broke the silence.

The sounds of "crash," "bang," and "snap" continued.

A group of bizarre creatures were so startled that parts fell off their bodies.

Some people's mouths dropped to the ground in shock, some people's eyes bulged and burst, and some people twisted their backs and broke a leg, but as if that leg was freed, they ran away frantically.

All sorts of bizarre scenes are included.

"Master, your Taoist skills are truly remarkable," the wealthy man said earnestly.

The title changed from Taoist priest to Taoist master, and the words were full of respect.

Especially after seeing Kunpeng swallow a palm and then half of Wu Jiu's body, it still maintained its original appearance.

He then realized that it wasn't that the Taoist priest was poor, but rather that his Taoist practice was profound.

It can remain unchanged.

"Such profound cultivation cannot be displayed for nothing. Please accept this, Daoist Master."

The strange-looking rich man then gouged out an eye from his arm and handed it to the Taoist priest.

"Layman, that's enough for today, no more performances."

Kunpeng thought this strange rich man was stabbing him for the third time.

"No need for acting, no need for acting. It is already a great blessing for me, Master Jin, to meet you today. How could I dare to offend you?" The eccentric rich man pointed to his eyeballs and said, "This is a good karmic connection, a small token of my appreciation. I hope you will accept it."

Kunpeng breathed a sigh of relief. "He's giving me a gift."

Then I'll accept it. This rich man is indeed eccentrically wealthy, and quite polite at the same time.

"Thank you, layperson. I accept this kind offer."

Kunpeng spoke in a pretentious manner, appearing neither happy nor sad, and even somewhat thoughtful.

"Haha, please accept this as a gift, Daoist Master."

The wealthy man seemed quite satisfied.

He's quite eccentric and unique; he's stingy and even verbally and physically abusive towards the poor, but he's very generous towards someone as capable as Kunpeng.

He really looks like a 'person'.

Xi Yi Dao Ren was quite pleased with the eccentric words of the wealthy man, and thought that this strange man was a cultured strange man.

The group of strange onlookers, who originally harbored ill intentions, were either stunned by the strange master's words or frightened by the Kunpeng swallowing two people in one go.

When the four Kunpengs packed up their stall, they only dared to watch silently, and none of them dared to disturb them.

Only then did Kunpeng breathe a sigh of relief.

The four of them repeatedly bowed and bid farewell to the onlookers.

The monsters made way for the four of them, and they soon disappeared into the bustling marketplace.

"What amazing fellow disciples! The youngest one is already so powerful, the two middle-aged Taoists and the elderly Taoist are probably even more powerful."

Surprisingly, a bizarre phenomenon has begun to circulate.

This scene is absurd.

A grotesque figure, now reduced to a mere mouth, said, "That's not called being powerful, that's called having attained spiritual cultivation. Didn't you hear Master Jin say that? It's a term for someone who has achieved a certain level of spiritual cultivation. These three brothers are indeed capable and have attained spiritual cultivation."

"No..." A pool of writhing pus and blood tried to speak, but the words caught in its throat.

"Three people?" Master Jin was taken aback, as he remembered there were four.

There was also an old Taoist priest, but what happened? My memory of him is starting to get blurry.

"Is it three or four people?" The eccentric rich man was a little confused.

"Slap!" He suddenly slapped his forehead.

The force was a bit too much; several mouths and eyes were slapped off.

"Be gentle! If you keep acting so recklessly, I'll eat you alive!"

Master Jin angrily berated himself for his arm.

That's the arm that just slapped my head.

"Oh no, oh no, I gave too little, I gave too little! I've really met a master!" The eccentric rich man suddenly regretted it.

How extraordinary is a master?

So high that I can't even remember it myself, isn't that high?

Xi Yi's special ability to forget things came into play. The poor monster couldn't remember him at all, while the richer ones could still recall him, but their memories were becoming hazy, like the rich man monster.

For a time...

Rumors began to spread that three Taoist priests had arrived in the city, possessing great skills and a penchant for cannibalism.

Just like the lowest rungs of society, it operates in a distorted and stumbling manner.

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the other side.

The four, now free from the monsters, wore excited smiles.

"Fellow Daoist Kunpeng, how is it?" Yin Yang couldn't help but ask.

"It can be dealt with. The more incomplete it is, the weaker it is; the more complete it is, the stronger it is... Of course, this is my conclusion after refining two bizarre things. It may not be correct, but it should be true."

Kunpeng knew what Yin Yang wanted to ask: the strength of these monsters and whether they were worth pursuing.

"That's wonderful!" The Yin-Yang Taoist clapped his hands happily.

"I also have some good news to tell you all, look!" Yin Yang showed everyone the silver in his hand.

"Is it done?" Kunpeng asked.

"Probably without any surprises." The Yin-Yang theory was very quick.

"Great!" Kunpeng was very happy.

It's not quite a reversal of Yin and Yang, nor is it some kind of divine creation; even Yin-Yang Taoists can't do that. But it can still create a deception that's indistinguishable from the real thing.

You could even call it a smokescreen, as long as it can fool the bizarre.

With enough money, you can buy whatever you want.

Buy up the entire cemetery.

If this could be done, there would be no need to rack one's brains to plan, let alone risk fighting and killing.

After all, a coffin suspended high up doesn't look simple at all, so for the sake of safety, the safer the better.

This cemetery city is definitely a long-term project.

It's difficult to take it down in a short time.

The only worry is whether the next time I pierce through the world, it will still be this apocalyptic world.

Or even if this apocalyptic world remains unchanged, who can guarantee that it won't change locations?

Hopefully, this cemetery is special, after all, it's located within nine steps.

Xi Yi and Kun Wu overheard their conversation and understood what they were saying, which pleased them greatly.

There's a saying, what's it again?

When good luck comes to someone, there's no stopping it.

"Certainly!"

The three, immersed in joy, were suddenly drawn by a loud shout from Kunwu.

It turned out to be ground regurgitation; a large pile of limbs and remains had been vomited up not far away.

Kunwu uttered a single word, "Stay."

He quickly ran over, intending to pick up the trash.

This is also one of the plans that Kunpeng mentioned before.

"Haha... Look, it's frozen, it's frozen!" Kunwu danced with joy.

Sure enough, he found some "trash".

"Haha, this is truly a triple celebration!" Master Xiyi laughed.

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