Soon, the leading soldiers who left respectfully led a dozen monks wearing Qixuan Sect uniforms back to Wangzhuang.
The leading monk did not expect that when he went to take charge of his immortal's residence, he happened to encounter these immortals chatting together.
When he heard that Wangzhuang was related to other sects, they were all very interested and came to Wangzhuang together.
"Master Du Xian, this is the Wangzhuang I'm talking about."
The yellow-faced middle-aged man called Immortal Master Du was obviously the highest status among these immortals. At this time, he stroked his beard and said:
"The aura of heaven and earth here is quite rich, so some children with cultivation qualifications are born in several villages near here. It is reasonable for some outstanding ones to be selected into the sect."
"But that's all. The only spiritual energy here is unsatisfactory and the resources are scarce. No outstanding person will be born, so there is no need to worry..."
As the yellow-faced middle-aged man said there was no need to worry, the other disciples' eyes lit up and they said in unison: "Understood! Uncle Master!"
Immediately afterwards, they all made secrets in their hands and quickly moved towards the surrounding farmhouses.
Suddenly, in the Wangzhuang, domestic animals howled in fear, houses collapsed from time to time, and the panicked screams of women and the cries of children could be heard everywhere.
The voices of these disciples echoed one after another in Wangzhuang:
"People from Wangzhuang, gather at the head of the village quickly, otherwise, we will kill without mercy."
"You have a quarter of an hour limit. If you don't come, Wangzhuang will be razed to the ground."
Uncle Du looked at the beautiful scenery around him and seemed not to notice the fearful scenes of young and old in Wangzhuang. His face was expressionless and even extremely cold.
"This is what a real immortal should be like..." The leader of the informant looked at Master Du with admiration. He knew that this Master Du was a real immortal and a great figure in the master generation of the other foundation-building monks.
.
Soon, people from Wangzhuang, old and young, slowly appeared at the entrance of the village. The young men walked in the front, the old people walked in the middle, and the women followed at the end with their children.
And walking in front of everyone was an old man with a gray beard, who was the village chief of Wangzhuang.
Everyone stood still, and the village chief walked tremblingly in front of Master Du and said, "May I ask this Master why he allowed his disciples to commit murder in my Wangzhuang?"
"Um?"
Before Master Du Xian could speak, the disciple beside him angrily yelled: "You village boss is so impudent! How dare you speak like this in front of me, Master Du?"
"Yes! How dare you question me? It is a great blessing for your Wangzhuang that we are here at your Wangzhuang. Why don't you quickly pay a discount to welcome us?" Another person also sneered and said.
But the village chief was not moved at all by the words of these two foundation-building disciples. There was anger burning in his eyes. These people dared to destroy the village where he had lived all his life, the village where his ancestors had lived for generations...
"There is no trace of immortality in the things you are doing. I have to question you! Why are you committing murder in my Wangzhuang!"
"You!" A disciple obviously couldn't bear the question from a mortal. He was so angry that his cultivation level exploded and he even wanted to rush forward.
"Wait a minute." Uncle Du said calmly, stopped the disciple who wanted to take action, turned to look at the village chief, a smile appeared on his cold face, looked at the village chief, and said: "You have the aura of a magic weapon.
"
The village chief's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly took out a white jade charm from his arms and held it tightly in his hand, fearing that this person would suddenly snatch it away.
Seeing the appearance of the jade talisman, Uncle Du's eyes flashed with a burning greed: "Hand it over, and I will ensure that you and your family will remain unscathed in this war."
The village chief showed a sad look on his face and asked: "Can you let all of us in the village go?"
Uncle Du smiled and said: "Impossible."
The sadness on the village chief's face became even worse: "Why... why can't you let us go? You can let us go as soon as you raise your hand. Why do you have to kill us all..."
Uncle Du showed a cruel smile: "In my eyes, you are just ants. Ants are not qualified to negotiate conditions, even if these conditions are just a piece of cake for me..."
"Hurry up and give me the magic weapon, otherwise I won't guarantee that I will have the patience to talk to you."
When the village chief saw the situation, he closed his eyes sadly and murmured: "Ping An, grandpa doesn't know if you are a rival, but now, we need you for the blind date..."
Immediately afterwards, he crushed the jade talisman to pieces!
"Damn it!" A look of ferocity flashed across Uncle Du's face. The old man even crushed the jade talisman and refused to give it to him!
But before he could take action, he discovered that as the jade talisman was crushed, a strong teleportation force seemed to rise around him...
A huge light curtain is gradually forming above the heads of the village chief and others. This is... someone is coming!
Uncle Du showed fear at first, but then he felt the aura slowly emerging from the light curtain, which did not seem to be powerful, so he showed a ruthless expression and said: "Then let you in this remote village
The genius who appears, let him die here."
After saying this, he immediately sent a message to the other elders who were looking for the garrison near Wangzhuang: "If you find someone from the Qingshan Sect, please help us to encircle and suppress them together!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Almost instantly, the villagers of Wangzhuang sensed several loud sounds coming from all directions, as if something terrifying was moving here.
Immediately afterwards, nine rays of escaping light landed in front of Wangzhuang Village. All the auras were not inferior to that of Master Du just now. There was even an old man whose aura was much higher than the others. He also landed lightly. When he landed,
, the rest of the people around were all saluting him...
Nascent Soul monk!
"Peace..." The village chief saw more and more powerful monks arriving here, and there was a deep look of sadness in his eyes: "Grandpa has harmed you..."
After saying this, the old man's vision went dark and he fainted.
The Nascent Soul old man looked at the teleportation array that was almost completely formed in front of him, and said calmly: "The person who teleports has no more than the late Jindan stage. He should be an important person in the Qingshan Sect. You can't take it lightly. We'll be together next time.
Take action."
"Yes!" The others replied respectfully, and then they all mobilized their auras, preparing to take action together to deal with the people who fell out after the teleportation array was activated.
Suddenly, the Yuanying old man asked Master Du: "Do you know the name of the person in the teleportation array?"
Uncle Du thought for a while: "Listening to the words of those mortals just now, this person seems to be called Ping An?"
"Peace..." Old Yuanying suddenly thought of something: "Peace!"
boom!
The teleportation array was completely opened, and a huge roaring sound came from the teleportation array.
Then, there was a flash of light, and a petite figure slowly emerged from it, holding a huge mountain axe.
When the nine Golden Elixir monks saw an extremely young disciple appearing among them, they felt even more delighted and started attacking with a ferocious smile.
For a moment, all nine spiritual powers attacked that figure.
This petite body faced nine attacks, but he didn't dodge. He scratched his head, as if he felt that it was wrong to attack directly before he understood the situation.
Until he looked around at the scene in Wangzhuang... Especially after seeing the unconscious village chief, endless anger surged into his heart...
boom!
He moved, and suddenly, he swung his giant ax forward!
The giant ax carried extremely domineering power, and the attack was resolved in an instant... Before the nine golden elixir monks had time to be shocked, Ping An swung the giant ax again...
"Boom!" The sonic boom sounded deafening, and the Qixuan Sect monks in front of them were swept into the yellow sand in the sky!
The yellow sand dispersed.
Everyone!
die!
Even the monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul who finally recognized Ping An was no doubt chopping vegetables under Ping An's axe. He opened his fearful eyes and was split open by the light of the axe!
Ping An looked at the more than 20 people who died in front of him, sighed, and quickly rushed to the fainted village chief, took out a pill and asked him to take it.
The village chief woke up, and first glanced at Ping An in panic, subconsciously wanting to protect Ping An behind him. However, at this time, the village elder noticed something different in Ping An's eyes... something called maturity, as if
Appeared in the eyes of peace.
He looked at the horrific scenes around him, sighed, and rubbed Ping An's head: "It's okay, kid. Grandpa was worried about how to demolish the house so that he could build a new one. Now it's better. Someone demolished it for me...
Oh, those children, if you scare them, it will be helpful..."
Ping An grinned, showing two small tiger teeth, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, do you want to say that if you scare the child, the child will grow up faster? Unfortunately, Ping An has been scared many times, but he still can't grow taller.
."
The village chief breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the innocence in Ping An's eyes again. No wonder Li Xianchang once said that Ping An has an innocent heart...
It seems that no dust can contaminate his pure and flawless heart...
…
The large forces of Qixuan Palace attacked from the south side of Qingshan Palace, while the north side of Qingshan Palace faced the attack of Kuixing Palace.
At the junction of the two prefectures, there is a mountain range running east-west, which is the natural dividing line between the two prefectures.
In the middle of this mountain range, there is a very narrow valley called Yixiantian, which is the only way to pass through the two prefectures.
At this time, in the thin line of sky, stood quietly a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old. The boy was holding a fire stick in his hand. He was dressed neatly and meticulously in linen clothes, with his cuffs and trouser legs carefully rolled up.
This young man is Xun Liang.
In front of Xun Liang, there were densely packed Kuixing Mansion soldiers and monks lying on the ground.
Xun Liang's face was serious, and he looked at the Kuixing Mansion soldiers and monks who were knocked to the ground with a hint of vigilance and could not stand up.
He has defeated thousands of soldiers, nearly a hundred foundations, dozens of golden elixirs, and two early Nascent Souls in front of him.
He didn't care what one man was trying to do, all he knew was that he couldn't bring himself to kill them, so he could only knock them down again and again until they couldn't stand up, or didn't dare to stand up.
Xun Liang calculated that at this time, his spiritual power was still 30%, and these people were almost there, so the task given to him by the master this time should be considered completed.
Ping An is on the south side, it should be completed, then I should report to the master.
As soon as he thought about this, Xun Liang took out the message jade slip and said:
"Master, the people in Funan have been dealt with."
Li Qingyun actually sent out only two disciples and eliminated all the miscellaneous troops from Qixuan Palace and Kuixing Palace.