Chapter 82 Shenxiu was beaten brutally

Although Xiaoqing has turned into a human form, the monster turned into a monster for better practice, not to increase weaknesses for herself.

Although the transformation pill refined by the national master requires cultivation and lifespan as a price, other aspects are not compromised.

Xiaoqing's five senses are still as sharp as in the monster state, and snakes do not simply rely on smell to capture prey, but some special sense organs. After this ability is combined with the five senses of the human body, Xiaoqing can easily distinguish

The breath left by the murderer.

This is something that human cultivators cannot learn.

"If we don't catch up, the smell will disappear."

Xiaoqing said, lifting up her skirt, revealing her two smooth calves, and started running forward.

Until now, she was still not used to this kind of clothes that were inconvenient for running. If Daoran hadn't asked her to wear them, she would have wanted to strip naked and run away.

You have to listen to what your savior says, but Xiaoqing is going to change his clothes. The clothes worn by the caravan crew are very suitable for fighting.

Daoran watched Xiaoqing run out of sight quickly, feeling that he was not bringing a snake, but a husky that had been abandoned.

Daoran and Shenxiu quickly followed, but fortunately they were both practitioners, otherwise they would not be able to outrun Xiaoqing.

I just followed the scent not far away, but I didn't find the five murderers. Instead, I encountered a brutal fight in progress.

Two gangs of Jianghu people were killing each other until rivers of blood flowed on a small slope backed by a low mountain.

Although Suzhou and Hangzhou are both prosperous places, outside the towns, the roads outside are mostly rugged.

Not to mention how high the mountains are, but short mountains of tens to hundreds of meters high can be seen everywhere.

The small slope in front of me looks about a hundred feet in diameter, and it is not too high from the foot of the mountain, less than twenty meters. There is only one winding path up and one path out.

The entire terrain is like a snake that has swallowed an elephant. Its belly is rounded, but its front and rear ends are quite small.

These two gangs of Jianghu people completely blocked the road.

If it had been before, Xiaoqing would have definitely bumped into him, carving a bloody path through the crowd.

But she still remembered what Bai Suzhen reminded her before she came to Daoran: "Xiaoqing, Master Daoran is a disciple of Buddhism. Buddhism has many rules and precepts. If you want to repay your kindness, you must abide by the same precepts as him. If you are reckless,

Yes, if you cause all kinds of trouble, then you are not repaying a favor, but taking revenge."

Xiaoqing had a simple mind, she just came to repay her kindness, so when the crowd blocked her way, she stopped.

When Daoran caught up, she asked: "Master, how are we going to get there? Those five people are not far away on the mountain."

Daoran looked at the two groups. It looked like they were bleeding like a river, but in fact most of them were still alive. If the fighting continued, he didn't know when they would stop.

Before Daoran could decide whether to force his way in, Shenxiu said, "Master, aren't we going to save people?"

"Save who?" Daoran asked.

"Uh... you can save few people?" Shenxiu said hesitantly.

Daoran glanced at Shenxiu and asked, "You have good eyesight, tell me which side has the fewest people?"

The two gangs were fighting in the dark, with no flags to distinguish them, and people were being killed anytime and anywhere, so it was impossible to tell which side had fewer people.

"Then...save the women and children?" Shenxiu vaguely saw that there were many women inside, and there seemed to be children.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a certain heroine slash three men to death with a sword, and a certain child stabbed a dagger into someone's buttocks with a grin.

Without Daoran's words, Shenxiu knew that he was wrong.

"Are you just looking at it like this?" Shenxiu said unbearably.

"Either you can subdue everyone with one move and force them to put down their butcher's knives, or you can find out why they are fighting and solve the problem at the root. If you can't do both, you can only pass by." Daoran said.

"Then disciple, try the first one."

Shenxiu walked towards the fighting crowd with a determined expression. He was a cultivator after all, so it shouldn't be difficult to stop a group of mortals.

Dao Ran thought the same way. Shenxiu had outstanding talent. He understood the Eight Divine Dragons Protective Curse just by relying on "I Xunsi". It should be easy for a mere mortal to clean it up. What really needs to be worried about is not to use too much force, as it is easy to accidentally kill someone.

But what happened next shocked Daoran. Shenxiu approached the fighting Jianghu people and shouted: "Everyone, please listen to what this poor monk has to say. When will the injustice be repaid? Why don't you put down the butcher knife... Ouch."

The locust stone shot from nowhere hit Shenxiu on the head, beating him badly.

"Where is the bald donkey who dares to build a bridge?!" A man from the rivers and lakes who played with a stick rushed towards Shenxiu, dancing with a long iron-wrapped stick like a tiger, and the shadows of the stick were heavy, all falling on Shenxiu.

Daoran was shocked to see Shenxiu being beaten head and head by this man, but he had no power to fight back.

After a while, Daoran saw that Shenxiu had never learned martial arts at all?

Magic power is very easy to use. It can make the practitioner's body stronger than that of ordinary people, and improve all aspects of his reflexes and agility. Therefore, practitioners who practice martial arts will be ten times stronger than ordinary people.

But the premise is that you must have practiced at least a few simple moves.

Daoran only practiced Arhat Boxing, but now when he throws a punch, not many people in the world can catch it.

If he didn't know any martial arts and had no physical strength, he would be like Shenxiu now, being pinned to the ground and beaten by two mortals. If the practitioners weren't much stronger than ordinary people, Shenxiu would have been beaten to death long ago.

Xiao Qing was also worried when he saw it, and said contemptuously: "How come this monk has no ability at all?"

Daoran sighed, how could he have the confidence to break up a fight at this level?

"I'm so drunk." Daoran sighed, took out the bamboo flute and put it to his lips.

The melodious sound of the flute spread throughout the battlefield.

Daoran directly used his ultimate move and played the Bodhi Heart Song.

The Jianghu people who were still fighting desperately just now felt a huge force pressing on their backs, and had to drop their weapons and kneel on the ground, so that the heavy pressure on their bodies could be slightly relieved.

Miraculously, as long as those injured Jianghu people knelt down and worshiped with the same piety, their injuries were suppressed. The blood stopped flowing for the time being, and the severe pain seemed to be relieved. As long as they knelt down and worshiped, they could save their lives.

This piece of music that Daoran understood by himself has a very strong suppressive effect, suppressing all suffering and all evil.

Xiaoqing's five hundred years of hard training can suppress the snake venom, let alone a group of mortals.

Shenxiu got up in embarrassment, returned to Dao Ran, and said ashamedly: "Thank you, Master, for saving me."

Daoran accepted the flute and said to Shenxiu: "Everything has a beginning and an end. You do the rest."

Shenxiu responded quickly, ignoring the blood on his face, walked up to the suppressed Jianghu people, and continued the dialogue: "Amitabha, when is the time to repay injustice, why don't you put down your butcher knife and form a good relationship?"

All the people in the Jianghu looked at each other, although they felt that the monk's words were like farts, and he was killed in a river of blood, and he still had a good relationship with a ghost.
Chapter completed!