Like many movies and TV series, here the evil cultivator was defeated and the evil police officer was belatedly arrived.

In the early morning, we welcomed the senior disciples of Chunyang Station who learned the news and came to deal with the evil cultivators. Seeing this master of the Golden Core Stage made Yang Ning very nervous. It was extremely rare to see a Golden Core Stage cultivator on weekdays, but he couldn't bear it after seeing him.

Bai Yujun didn't feel much about the power brought by the Golden Core Stage. After all, Jindan Stage disciples could often be seen on Huashan Mountain patrolling the mountain to guard the mountain gate.

"So, that ghost cultivator drove the demons to kill the soldiers and set fire to the city to capture the souls of the dead?"

Senior Brother Jin Danqi looked very ugly.

"Well, I saw it with my own eyes, and these people can also prove what happened." Bai Yujun said slowly.

The senior brother looked at the remaining ox and pig bones in the campfire and pondered. Bai Yujun didn't know what he was thinking, but it was definitely not a good thing.

"You can get rewards by killing the pig demon for doing evil. I will help you apply for the certificate when I get back. You can get the rewards at any station."

There are rewards for killing evil demons, so as to encourage the disciples of Chunyang Palace who are walking outside to punish evil and promote good to ensure peace in the world. No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are nothing more than flesh.

"Thank you, senior brother."

"You're welcome, thank you for stopping evil cultivators from doing evil."

This senior Jindan disciple of the Yuxu lineage was very polite, but there was a kind of alienation in his eyes. It is difficult for someone to look at the transformed monster without looking at him strangely. He looked at Bai Yujun carefully. It was previously rumored that Uncle Yu

The gatekeeper snake is very special, but why is its evil spirit getting weaker and weaker...

"Yes, but... what to do with that ghost cultivator?" Bai Yujun wanted to know if he could catch that loach-like ghost cultivator. He would always feel unhappy if he didn't catch him.

"I will go search for it. The evil cultivators are so cunning and difficult to find once they run away. Only Nascent Soul-level elders can take action to bring them to justice. However, the elders are very busy and have no time to deal with this kind of foundation-building evil cultivators.

." Senior Brother Jindanqi spread his hands to express his helplessness.

"Thank you, senior brother."

"It's okay, see you later."

"Goodbye."

The sword control skill controlled the sword to fly in front of him. Senior Brother Yuxu of the Golden Core Stage stepped on the sword and turned into sword light and disappeared into the sky. He followed the evil cultivator's escape route and searched to see if he could kill him. It depends on the evil cultivator.

The ghost cultivator who doesn't know where to hide carefully is slipperier than a loach.

Everyone looked at the sword light going away with envy.

In particular, the eyes of Mo Qin, Mo Yuan, brother and sister and others were even more excited. To them, the Jindan monks were god-level existences, especially the Jindan monks from Chunyang Palace. Mo Qin looked at Brother Jindan going away.

Fang Fang's eyes were filled with stars, and other martial arts practitioners were not much better.

Bai Yujun shrugged, turned around and walked towards the county seat. The book box was still placed on the tree on the hillside and he wanted to retrieve it.

Yang Ning, Mo Qin, Mo Yuan and others also returned to the city together.

"Sister Yujun~ Where are you going next?"

"I'm going to Chunyang Station in Jiangzhou to have a rest and then return to Huashan. What about you?"

"We are still the same as before, traveling around the world and fighting against injustice. Anyway, I have not thought about settling down at the moment. Maybe one day when we are tired from walking, we will stop and wait to grow old."

Mo Yuan looked carefree and spoke much more freely than the monk. It was hard to tell who was more carefree.

"And you?"

Bai Yujun asked Yang Ning.

Yang Ning scratched his head in embarrassment, a bit like the shy boy next door.

"The same goes for me. Master asked me to travel around the world to gain experience. If I don't make a breakthrough, I won't be allowed to go back. Well...can I go to Huashan to have a look?" Yang Ning looked at Bai Yujun.

"Of course you can, but when you go up the mountain you can only walk around the Sanqing Hall, where believers often go to pray. You can't go anywhere else?"

"That's it... okay, can I go with you?"

"Difficult, I have to go to Chunyang Station to rest and recuperate first. Maybe there are other tasks. You can take the official road to Huashan Mountain or take a boat up the river." Bai Yujun didn't want to rush with an eager boy. The feeling made him crawl all over his body.

If you don't feel comfortable, it's better to go alone.

"All right……"

Yang Ning looked disappointed.

This kind of disappointment is very common among fresh-blooded young people. There are too many unsatisfactory experiences in life. Of course, this kind of disappointment will soon be forgotten when encountering new things. Youth is full of impetuousness.

All the way back to the county town, brothers and sisters Yang Ning and Mo Qin and Mo Yuan went into the city to help. Bai Yujun said goodbye to everyone and returned to the hillside.

There is no such thing as a banquet in the world, and the two brothers and sisters are destined to be together. Bai Yujun doesn’t know if he will see each other again after this farewell. Maybe the old friend who has been in a dream for hundreds of years has passed away. In addition, Yang Ning has been a big help. If it weren’t for Yang Ning,

That ghost cultivator Bai Yujun couldn't kill the evil pig demon, and it was very helpless for the ghost cultivator to run away from Yang Ning.

He found the book box, carried the weapons, and walked towards Jiangzhou.

Behind the scenes, smoke billowed from the county town, and the rebel army retreated. Perhaps because of the burning of the county town and collusion with evil cultivators to cast evil spells, internal conflicts arose. Some kind-hearted people broke away from the rebels with their weapons in anger and fled away. The remaining rebels were also worried about their military morale.

Unstable, the leader had no choice but to retreat to save the few soldiers in his hand.

On a deserted road, a white figure is walking slowly forward carrying a bookcase and weapons...

What Bai Yujun didn't know was that the ghost cultivator had escaped the search of the Jindan cultivator after all, and at the same time, the news that Bai Yujun had appeared in that county had spread.

If he could know, Bai Yujun would definitely get rid of the bad habit of giving his name before fighting.

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Jiangzhou.

Jiangzhou Prefecture is very prosperous, and even after experiencing floods, it still maintains its unique luxury and glamour.

The special architecture unique to Lingnan makes the city full of minor style and delicious food. The rich, aristocratic and aristocratic families who came to this huge city to escape the floods made Jiangzhou appear sickly prosperous in this era. The tall city walls and excellent geographical location

It made it safe and sound in the disaster. The lakes in the city were filled with boats and boats singing and dancing, which gave the impression that the rich and powerful were unaware of the floods and the flowers in the backyard were still singing through the walls.

Bai Yujun entered the city easily and found Chunyang Station in the city to rest and recuperate.

As the floods receded, there was also panic in the city. Some merchants who were desperate for money but not for their lives used all their strength to transport urgently needed supplies to Jiangzhou and sold them at high prices, making a lot of money.

The sweet pastry shop reopened, and Bai Yujun became the first customer.

Eating sweets is a subconscious boring behavior, and you don’t have to worry about those two fangs being corroded by sugar, so you can eat as much as you want.

Shopping through the slums.

Children were sitting on the roadside crying with straws stuck in their collars, and their parents looked sad.

The meaning of cutting grass is to sell. Most ancient people were illiterate and could not write. If they wanted to sell something, they would stick grass cuttings on it. Those poor people just wanted to bury their children in exchange for some food rations to survive this period.

It also allows the children to have something to eat and not starve to death along with them.

One by one, businessmen or people commented on the children.
Chapter completed!