This Damned Thirst for Survival

But the vast majority of these people were unable to meet the Master in person.

Jiang Luo was staggered by the Feng family’s prestige, and Chen took him past the many people waiting in the courtyard and to the first courtyard gate. A young disciple was standing guard here, and when he saw him, he arched his hand and said, “Uncle Chen, Mr. Feng is already waiting for you inside.”

Feng Li ?

Jiang Luo Yu Guang glanced over at Chen Pi, what did his cheap master want by bringing him to Feng Li?

When they crossed the door of the first courtyard, there were fewer people inside. Shortly after they walked in, they passed a lotus pond with a set of carved stone tables and chairs, where two people were sitting.

One of them had a long white beard and looked kind and friendly, so Chen Pi immediately went over to him and said respectfully, “Master.”

Jiang Luo followed him and called out, “Master.”

“Good,” the Old Master smiled kindly, and after a few words with Chen Pi looked at Jiang Luo , “is this your disciple who just won first place in the competition?”

Chen Pi said, “Yes, the boy’s name is Jiang Luo.”

” Jiang Luo ,” the old celestial master mulled over the word, “good, a good boy.”

The old celestial master looked to the old man sitting across from him, “This child has a great talent, and is no more defeated than that child of your Chi family.”

The Chi family?

Jiang Luo’s face doesn’t change, but he raises his attention.

His Yu Guang crossed from the old man, who was about seventy or eighty years old, his hand face covered with old age spots, his forehead narrow and thick eyebrows, his cheek bones turned out, his eyes shining with a brilliant light, “Which child of my family is the old celestial master talking about?”

The old celestial master laughed, “Who else can afford to say that he is well endowed, except that boy Chi You?”

“The descendants of their direct lineage are all incredibly talented,” the old man of the Chi family said slightly indifferently, “Good talent is good, but without that life, which one of their lineage has lived past thirty?”

When he had finished, he looked at Jiang Luo, “This one looks like a long-lived one, Old Master Tian, your disciple is good.”

The old celestial master laughed loudly and beckoned towards Chen Pi, “Go on, don’t delay your business.”

Chen Pi bade farewell to the Old Master and left the lotus pond with Jiang Luo in tow.

Soon they were within the shrine.

As soon as Jiang Luo walked in, he saw Feng Li offering incense. Feng Li, still in his Tang suit, turned around after offering incense and said indifferently, “You’re here?”

Although Chen Pi was much older than Feng Li and had been accepted by the Old Heavenly Master before Feng Li, he really did not dare to make a fool of himself in front of Feng Li and said respectfully, “Senior brother, I have brought Jiang Luo with me.”

“Well,” Feng Li’s eyes took in the dark-haired youth from head to toe and suddenly frowned, “what is this?”

The eye settled on an inconspicuous strand of white hair near the youth’s ear.

Jiang Luo had a twinkle in his eye, “What?”

Feng Li stepped forward and picked the strands of white hair out of his hair, and the moment he saw it, he grimaced, “You’ve met with him again.”

Jiang Luo blinked innocently.

Feng Li abruptly plucked out one of Jiang Luo’s white hairs, walked to the table and took out a piece of paper from the drawer and folded it into the shape of a small man. He wrapped the white hair around the paper figure and instructed Chen Pi sideways, “Go get eight bowls of water.”

Chen Pi brought eight bowls of water to the disciples in the ancestral hall. Feng Li distributed the eight bowls of water around the paper man in an eight-trigram formation pattern, then formed a seal with one hand and pointed at the paper man, saying, “Move.”

The paper figure lying on the table suddenly moved slowly, as if it had been possessed by something and stood on the table looking around strangely.

The paper figure’s face has no features, but it pauses when it sees Jiang Luo, who eerily sees a certain familiarity in this tiny paper figure.

Jiang Luo’s eyebrows jumped and he looked to Feng Li , “Mr Feng?”

Feng Li said coldly, “I told you, if I ever see you with him again, I’ll have his soul scattered.”

Without waiting for Jiang Luo’s response, Feng Li gently touched the bowl in the southeast, “Sundown wind.”

The water in the bowl shook gently, and at the same time, a gale rose abruptly from the tabletop. The gale was swift and fierce, cutting several knife-like slashes into the wooden tabletop, attacking the paper man without mercy.

The paper man stayed put, but the gale disappeared violently without a trace before it could get close to the paper man.

Feng Li slowly said, “Some ability.”

But Feng Li was expecting it, since it was the ghost of Chi You.

He also touched the bowls in the southwest and northeast directions, which symbolize the Kun Earth and the Burgundy Mountains.

The table top suddenly became bumpy and undulating, a protrusion shaped like a mountain suddenly rising so high that there was almost no place for the paper man to land.

The paper man gently stomped his left foot, and all the peaks were abruptly shattered. Not only were the peaks shattered, but the two bowls to the southwest and northeast were also shattered, and clear water instantly flowed everywhere.

Silence reigned in the shrine.

Chen Pi’s head was buried in his chest, and his heart secretly cried out in anguish. He was so old and still had to suffer such a sin. The Heavenly Master fought with someone and lost.

Feng Li, in particular, is a man with a vengeance that no one should mess with.

Feng Li looked at the table in disarray, but his expression did not change, instead he placed the white porcelain bowl directly north of him down and said, “Kansui.”

Kan water is Yang, the five elements are water, and water on water adds water, and yin and yang confront each other, and as soon as it appears, it comes with a fierce force, fiercely trying to drown and crush the paper man.

The paper man did get submerged in water too.

Chen Pi sighed with relief, wiped the sweat from his head secretly and said with joy, “The Heavenly Master is worthy of the name, once he strikes this evil spirit can’t turn over the Five Finger Mountain.”

Jiang Luo, however, didn’t put his foot down as quickly as Chen Pi did. If it was really Chi You attached to the paper man, how could it have been dealt with so easily?

He was staring intently at the tabletop, which was as rough as seawater, when a sound of breaking water suddenly arose and the paper man broke through the water and broke out of the Eight Trigrams Formation in one fell swoop, heading straight for Jiang Luo’s face!

Jiang Luo reacted quickly and stepped back, but another hand suddenly appeared at his waist, which grabbed him and pulled him back to the left, and his mouth said with concern, “Be careful, junior.”

Jiang Luo was able to dodge it steadily, but because of this unknown kind-hearted person’s extra effort, he was unstable and almost fell. Fortunately, he was able to hold the disciple’s arm and stand upright.

“No need,” the unknown well-wisher flashed him a smile before looking to the ground, “Mr. Feng has taken the paper man under his wing.”

Jiang Luo froze and turned his head to look at the paper figure. He saw that the paper figure had been fixed to the ground with a brush running through it and was not moving.

Feng Li wiped his hands with a handkerchief as Jiang Luo’s disciple exclaimed, “Mr. Feng is really powerful, no matter what kind of demons and monsters are in Mr. Feng’s hands, they won’t last a moment.”

Jiang Luo had a vague feeling that something was wrong, “Where is the thing that possessed the paper man?”

“Dead,” the disciple laughed, looking at the paper man soaked to the point of soaking in wet water, “that strike from Feng just now was as quick as lightning, so as long as there are no accidents, he should be dead.”

Jiang Luo said to himself, “Then there must have been an accident.

He absolutely could not believe that Chi You would die so easily.

“Master seems to be as concerned about that evil spirit,” the voice of the person beside him interrupted Jiang Luo’s thoughts as the young disciple asked curiously, “Does that evil spirit have anything to do with Master?”

Are all the people in Tian Shifu so gossipy?

The idea flashed by and Jiang Luo quickly went along with it saying, “…… does have some connections.”

He wanted to tell the whole world about his ‘love’ for Chi You, so that everyone could stand by his side when Chi You tried to kill him. Jiang Luo’s eyes were expertly pressed together and he said with a sorrowful sigh, “He’s the one I like.”

The disciple looked at him, taking in the slightly pursed corners of his rosy lips and the thin, half-lidded eyes, and he smiled, “Ah, yes.”

“You must not be sad,” said the disciple, lowering his voice to comfort, “or he would have ……”

The corners of his mouth picked up unnoticed and his tone lifted gently, “It’s going to be hard.”