Chapter 520: Gray-Eyed Cub (2/2)

The taoist priest looked into his eyes and saw a lot of things. He said, ”Very good.”

With that, the taoist priest heavily struck Long Qing's left chest with his palm. A powerful force sprang forth from the palm and instantly penetrated through Long Qing's muscles and ribs, piercing his heart!

Long Qing's complexion suddenly turned pale, and his eyebrows tipped up like swords. It was extremely painful, but he did not think about avoiding it. At the moment, he did not try to escape the skinny yet horrible palm, because he clearly knew that the difference in states between him and the taoist priest was as vast as heaven and earth. Any attempt to escape the palm would be in vain, and he firmly believed that the taoist priest did not want to kill him. He just wanted him to forget Haotian just as he had instructed him.

The skinny hand of the Halfman Taoist seemed like a Green Lake that was erected on one side but had shrunk many times. A very quiet and beautiful aura had condensed on the surface of his palm. It was like the viscous lake water that would still give a clear impression. It was something a person couldn't and didn't want to tear apart.

”Your eyes are too black and white.”

The Halfman Taoist stared at Long Qing's eyes and said that he could not tell from the haggard look on his face whether he was crying or laughing.

Long Qing's body trembled slightly. He knew that his gamble had paid off when he heard what the taoist priest said. His hopes were about to turn into reality. He looked at the taoist priest's eyes with grat.i.tude and shock.

Instantly, his black and white eyes gradually underwent extremely strange changes. The boundary between the black pupil and the white sclera was gradually blurred; the black pupil was getting lighter, and the white sclera was getting darker. They were getting closer to each other until his eyes turned completely gray.

As Long Qing's eyes turned gray, a powerful attraction penetrated through his Ocean of Qi, pressing the Halfman Taoist's skinny palm tightly to his left chest.

The Halfman Taoist had been expecting it and the look on his face did not change. In a moment, the flat lake that the palm had acc.u.mulated turned into a vast ocean, fiercely pouring into Long Qing's body.

Long Qing shook violently, and the corner of his mouth started to ooze blood. His viscera had wounds that were invisible to the naked eye. His eyes were filled with traces of blood, but they were gradually washed and monotonously mixed with black and white, turning into a terrifying gray color.

He slowly closed his eyes.

The Halfman Taoist was already a Tianqi powerhouse who had crossed the Five States. Even though he was badly injured, Long Qing could not accept even half of his Psyche Power with ease.

At that very moment, Long Qing felt like his body was filled with wine which would explode the next moment. He felt that his chest had risen like a mountaintop which would crack open shortly after. He felt that his viscera was already destroyed by a powerful aura and had been smashed into mincemeat.

Fortunately, he forcibly preserved a trace of clarity in his Taoist Heart, which awakened the instant before the advent of disillusionment and he came to realize that the Perception State, consciousness, experiences, knowledge and Psyche Power he had endured at that time were intangible and invisible. Everything was an illusion, and no changes had occurred in his body.

He knew he had to endure the pain in order to gain a new life.

A more powerful new life.

The wrinkles on the taoist priest's face seemed to have become deeper and lighter at the same time. The remaining half of his body leaned slightly forward to the edge of the couch, and his face was tightly pressed against Long Qing's face. He looked at Long Qing, who gave the appearance of struggling persistently while keeping his eyes closed. He smiled and said with a trembling voice ”Absorb more, absorb even more.”

His laughter was unpleasant. His smile was very strange and filled with kindness and greed, which felt perverted. He was like an old demon in the dark mountain village who was breastfeeding his child.

By that time, there were several extremely powerful auras that penetrated the hard stone walls and quietly came inside the cave. Each powerful aura represented a Haotian Taoism pract.i.tioner from that cave on the peak. These Haotian Taoism pract.i.tioners did not interfere with the bizarre transmission, but silently paid attention to it. The priest became aware that these auras were very calm and were hiding extremely complex emotions.

Long Qing did not notice this.

His pale face was suddenly filled with a strange excitement and turned red. A squeaking sound came out of his throat. He was exerting strength like a newly born cub, with closed eyes and furrowed brows, desperately sucking all the nourishment, until he felt extremely intoxicated.

The taoist priest looked at Long Qing and his face revealed a satisfied smile, perhaps a little too excited or something else. The waist cavity that was cut open by the sword that year, began oozing blood and dampened the snowy white cotton-padded mattress.

”Absorb a little more.”

”Do not worry.”

Suddenly, the smile on the taoist priest's face disappeared. He gazed at Long Qing and with a voice as cold as steel, he said,”You can only take what I give. You cannot steal what I won't give.”

Long Qing still kept his eyes closed, as if he could not hear him.

He really looked like a hungry cub.

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