"I haven't heard of it, what is the thief?"

Dahua lived for three hundred years, stayed in ten academies, visited hundreds of places, and met countless disciples. This was the first time he heard the word "the stolen Taoist".

Li Xu looked at Dahua and frowned and said, "Hasn't the top ten academies of the Taixue University talked about this yet?"

Dahwa shook his head: "I have never heard of it."

Li Xu frowned and said seriously: "I don't know what the Taixue University and the Censorate are hiding. Are you afraid of causing chaos? Yes, if the information of the thief is published to the public, it will indeed cause panic."

Da'an looked at Li Xu.

This is the first time I have seen my master so serious.

It shows that the problem is very serious.

Daxian asked carefully: "Master, I want to know what the hell is?"

Li Xu was silent for a long time, took a sip of wine, and slowly told the truth about the matter.

"At that time, my master and I lived in the Bad Taoist Temple. Taixu Academy used to be called Bad Taoist Temple. Bad Taoist Temple was very small, just like a broken thatched hut."

"Although it is very young, it is a haven for me and my master."

"My master is a kind and kind old man with a white beard, a little hunched back, talks a lot, and chats every day, always likes to talk to himself, and treats me very well."

"In this way, my master and I have been dependent on each other in the Taoist temple for about ten years."

"One day, he said he had entered the mountain for two or three days and asked me to stay at home to watch the Taoist temple and not run around, but he didn't come out for ten days. I had a bad premonition and searched all over the mountains and fields, and finally found that he died tragically on a pile of stones."

"My master is a fourth-level master who enters the Taoist realm. He has successfully overcome the heavenly tribulation. His purpose of entering the mountain this time is to overcome the second heavenly tribulation."

"It is logical that the second heavenly tribulation will not be too difficult, but my master is gone."

"The master, who was covered in blood, put a special pattern with a stone before he died, and pointed his finger at this pattern. At that time, I thought it was just a coincidence and didn't pay much attention. In addition, the master was very sad to die, so I didn't notice it even more." This is the memory obtained by Li Xu's previous life.

A year after the master died, his predecessor was just a cultivator who had not even reached the first level of the Taoist realm. He had no control every day and wanted to practice Taoism for twelve hours a day, trying to quickly become an immortal, but the result was backfire. He really became a sudden death in staying up late to practice immortality.

Li Xu, who died suddenly in his predecessor, came to this world and merged his memory.

When he saw the scene of his master's death, he immediately suspected that his master was not dead in the heavenly calamity.

He secretly investigated for two months, but finally left it alone. Because no one knew about this strange pattern, he gave up, so he officially began his lazy life in the Taoist temple.

"This memory of Master has gradually been sealed with the flow of time. Until a few years ago, I encountered a corpse in the deep mountains and forests."

"I saw the same pattern around the deceased, which was specially left by the deceased before his death. It was exactly the same pattern as the one pointed by my master. At that time, I knew that things were not simple."

"I just associate things together."

"Start the investigation, and based on the fragmentary clues I got, I boldly speculate that there is a huge and mysterious organization in Daozhou, which I call the 'Tailor'."

"Those who steal the Tao are contrary to those who practice Taoism. Those who steal the Tao do not need to realize the Tao or practice. They directly steal the results of the cultivators' efforts and become their own."

"What?"

Da's head banged.

"Master, what you mean is that there is such a group of practitioners in Daozhou. They do not need to realize the truth or practice, and they can steal the results of others working hard all their lives."

Da'an was shocked.

Such organizations exist in Daozhou.

If it is announced, it will definitely cause a major earthquake, and the practitioners will be frightened and may not be able to sleep even if they are asleep. They are afraid that one day they will never wake up again.

"Yes, my master was stolen by the Taoist stolen and died."

Speaking of this, endless murderous intent surged in Li Xu's eyes, his fists clenched and said:

"There is another serious problem. The thief has all the power of the thief person. In other words, this person is currently using the Tao of my master and walking in the world with the power of my master."

"And I haven't found this person yet."

There is too little information about the thief.

Li Xu often investigated and found that all clues were cut off halfway, but we can know that this organization was never simple, and it appeared at least two hundred years ago.

It can be imagined how far it has developed in two hundred years.

"In order to avoid more people being harmed, I quickly told the Censor and the Imperial Academy that the Imperial College said this."

The censor is the person with the highest power in the Censorate (management rules, order, and picketing), and the person with the highest power in the Taixue Institution (management and education).

"So they called out a lot of bizarre death files and put my guesses in it, which can perfectly solve the problem of bizarre death of the disciples."

"That is to say, many monks who have disappeared and died bizarrely are related to Taoist thieves."

"At least tens of thousands of people."

Dahua was stunned and shocked:

"If the Taoist stolen is really public, it will be a turmoil in the world, and the Taoist practitioners will never have peace."

Li Xu said: "As sooner or later, the world will be in chaos. The Imperial Academy and the Censorate will not be hidden for long. It seems that if you have time, you have to write a letter to ask these two people to drink with them."

The Censor and the Imperial Academy are offering wine. These two people are too lazy. Things have made no progress in a few years.

I don’t care much about the public’s thief. What he cares about is where the thief hides, just give him a seat.

These thieves are all thieves.

To be precise, a criminal is an unforgivable criminal, and every thief is carrying an unjust case.

Dahua looked at the gradually rosy eyes of the master: "Master, I'll pay attention to what that special pattern looks like."

"It looks a bit like a triangle, and it feels weird. I can't explain it clearly. Take the paper over and I'll draw it for you."

Dahua took out paper and pen from his storage ring, handed it to his master, and reached out to touch his master's head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Li Xu was stunned and looked at her: "What are you doing when you touch me?"

"I'm sad. When I'm unhappy, my mother also touches my head like this. I think you're very unhappy..."

Li Xuwu said: "Go away."

"Oh." Da'an turned his head, where can he go now, and he is still on the sword.

"Turn your head around."

Dahua turned his head: "Master, how can I touch it?"

Li Xu drew a pattern on the paper and explained while drawing:

"The pattern is a bit like the word '一'. There is a one under the word '一', but it is a closed one. It is this one that seals the man, so the thief can no longer be considered a man."

Da'an touched his head and said, "I hope I will never encounter a Taoist thief in my life."

"Don't worry, this has nothing to do with you. You are too weak. Those who steal the Tao will not steal your Tao. They often steal the fourth-level Taoist path."

Not much harm, but extremely insulting.

The master's words hurt people.

【Drip…Drip…】

[System time: Dadaoji 500, September 8, 10:00:00, Wednesday, the wind is bright and the sun is bright, and the funeral is good]
Chapter completed!