772 Internal Separation n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
These three old men seemed to be loyal to their master, but now they were being treated like this. It was really not worth it.
âMaster, is this how you see us?â
The bearded old man was very sad, and tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes.
It had been a long time since he had shed tears.
Now that he saw his masterâs true colors, he really could not hold it in anymore.
Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong had long wanted to abandon this disciple of his. He sneered, âDonât you know what you did just now? Donât you know why Iâm treating you like this?â
This was the first time he had heard his master speak so coldly. The old man with the huge beard could not help but be stunned. Then, he frowned and spoke angrily.
âWhat did I do? Master, please tell me. Then you wonât have to treat me like this!â
Although he understood his master very well, he still could not understand why his master would say such words to him.
Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong snorted coldly at first, then shifted his target to Jiang Ming. His soul instantly came out and collided with Jiang Mingâs body. It was obvious that he wanted to take over Jiang Mingâs body.
Jiang Ming felt as if something had entered his body, and then he felt a sharp pain.
The pain caused him to slap Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong, and his soul was immediately thrown out and returned to his original body.
The three old men knew what Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong was doing there. They were instantly shocked. âMaster, why are you still thinking about taking away other peopleâs bodies?â
They were the ones who understood the Depriving Art the most. If the possession was successful, the soul of the person who had been possessed would completely disappear, and they would not even be able to be reincarnated.
Although they did not really like this kid in front of them, this kid had saved them and did not have any intention of killing them. Their master should not have done this.
When Jiang Ming heard the three old menâs words, he immediately understood Cultivation Priest Zhou Yongâs thoughts. He walked up to Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong and frowned. âDid you take someone elseâs body?â
Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong was instantly embarrassed by Jiang Mingâs words. He glared at Jiang Ming fiercely. âWhat nonsense are you spouting? How could I do that?â
Jiang Ming found it funny when he saw Cultivation Priest Zhou Yongâs expression was the same as his.
Doing such a thing was really ridiculous.
It was fine if he used this method to deal with evil people, but the person he chose was not that bad. He did not do a good thing.
Jiang Ming shook his head secretly. âAre you still in denial? It looks like youâre used to robbing others, or else you wouldnât have said that.â
This sentence provoked Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong again. Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong immediately stuttered, âYou⦠âWhat are you talking about? I canât do such a thing. Iâm here to uphold justice. Donât make me sound like a bad person.â
Hearing this, Jiang Ming found it funny. He said with a faint smile, âArenât you a bad person? If youâre not a bad person, then what are you?â
Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong was furious.
He was already frustrated because he did not get Jiang Mingâs body, and now he wanted to kill Jiang Ming.
He knew that if Jiang Ming died, he could truly occupy Jiang Mingâs body.
Thinking of this, he had an idea and said to Jiang Ming, âItâs your business if you think Iâm a bad person. Itâs my business if I uphold justice. How about this? You make a bet with me. Letâs do one thing. As long as you win, Iâll admit that Iâm a bad person.â
âAha?â
Jiang Ming suddenly felt that the man in front of him had gone mad. He wanted to laugh for a moment, but he could not.
After all, Cultivation Priest Zhou Yongâs three disciples were here, so he could not laugh at Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong like this.
However, he really wanted to laugh at what Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong said.
Sensing that Jiang Ming was holding back his laughter, Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong was unhappy again. He shouted at Jiang Ming, âWhat are you laughing at? Whatâs so funny? If you laugh again, Iâll smash your mouth!â
At the end of his sentence, Zhou Yong became even more impatient.
He was very hot-tempered now. He had never failed to get what he wanted, but he did not expect to be humiliated by Jiang Ming.
Jiang Ming exposed Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong. âDidnât you want to kill me? You wanted to kill me and take over my body. Donât think I canât see through your thoughts.â
The other three old men could see it clearly. The elven-eared old man was loudly speaking to his master. âMaster, we shouldnât do such an outrageous thing. Since weâre maintaining the righteous path, we canât do this. Although we canât be merciful to our enemies, this technique is too heartless.â
The moss-covered old man immediately said, âMaster, itâs not like you donât know what happened before. Yet you still dare to use the possession technique now. Arenât you basically slapping your own master in the face? Moreover, your own master banned this technique and even chased out those who used it.â
The old man with the huge beard was already unhappy and could not be bothered to say anything more to Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong.
To him, his current master was like a dead man. He did not care what Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong could do, but he definitely would not help his master do anything.
Seeing two of his disciples speak like this, Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong only felt that these two disciples were biased toward Jiang Ming. He was so angry that he laughed. âWhat is so good about this kid that he deserves your protection? Iâve been your master for tens of millions of years. Whatâs this kid who suddenly appeared?â
Hearing this, the moss-covered old man and the elven-eared old man were instantly speechless.
They had originally wanted to let their master walk the right path, but in the end, their master actually said that to them.
They were wholeheartedly doing what was best for their master. Not only that, but they did also not blame their master for abandoning them. Their masterâs actions were too disappointing.
Seeing that his three disciples were about to abandon him, Cultivation Priest Zhou Yong panicked and began to reason with them. âThis is my fault. Donât be angry. I wonât do this again. Letâs talk things out.â
The old man with the huge beard sneered. âLook at what youâre saying!? Do you have the right to say such words? Donât you know what you did to me just now?â
These words undoubtedly made Cultivation Priest Zhou Yongâs face fall.
The elven-eared old man and the moss-covered old man did not care.