There is a reason why warriors who have condensed their true energy are called little masters.
True Qi is far more powerful than the so-called internal force, Gang Qi. It operates faster, makes martial arts changes more flexible, and can even perform some special martial arts.
For example, the flame knife, ice palm, fire fist, etc., the true energy can create a high or low temperature state to achieve the effects of these special martial arts.
This is what Monk Huishi is doing now.
He waved the steel sword in his right hand and used superb sword skills to accurately slice across the necks of each of the Huang family's private soldiers, causing their heads to fly into the sky.
And his right hand was not idle either. As the Qi circulated, the palm of his hand turned red, as if there was a fire burning in it. It was imprinted on the heart of the private soldier of the Huang family. He smashed his chest to pieces on the spot and scorched his heart.
This is one of the eighty-one unique skills of the Lotus Temple: the Buddha's Angry Heart Palm.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of private soldiers of the Huang family died under the sword of Monk Hui Shi.
When the smoke and dust from the explosion dissipated, Mr. Huang was horrified to find that there were corpses all around him.
Even the dozen private soldiers wearing fine iron armor could not survive. Some had their heads cut off directly, while others had their heads smashed from the front.
After all, even fine iron armor cannot provide all-round defense without blind spots. The neck and face are great weaknesses.
"You guys, you are so brave, so brave!" Mr. Huang was filled with fear and his mind was in chaos. This was a scene he had never imagined.
"Death!" Monk Hui Shi turned to look at Huang Shishan, and the sword in his palm flashed and he was about to chop him down.
"Ah! Grandpa, have mercy on me! Grandpa, have mercy on me!" When Mr. Huang saw the flash of the sword, his whole body collapsed. He knelt on the ground with a plop, kowtowed and begged for mercy.
"Stop!" Lu Zhengming grabbed Monk Hui Shi's wrist and prevented him from being cut down by the knife. He said in a deep voice, "Don't kill him yet. Take him back and listen to the county magistrate's orders."
"..." Monk Huishi was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."
"Thank you grandpa, thank you grandpa!" Mr. Huang kowtowed, thinking that his life had really been spared.
"Oh, don't say thank you yet. Maybe you will wish you were dead now." Lu Zhengming sneered.
…
The Huang family was ransacked!
The newly arrived county magistrate sent people to rush into the Huang family's mansion and suppressed the Huang family with iron-blooded means.
The Huang family's private soldiers were almost wiped out, and the rest were also locked up in the dungeon and awaited execution.
Even Mr. Huang was arrested!
The news spread from one person to another, spreading throughout Juhe County at an extremely fast speed, as if it had wings.
It immediately caused a huge sensation.
The first reaction of most people is disbelief.
That's the Huang family, that's Mr. Huang!
In the past nearly a hundred years, who dared to touch the Huang family?
Not to mention dealing with the Huang family, even if you are a little disrespectful to the Huang family, you must be prepared to die without a burial place!
Now it is suppressed!
How can it be!
However, when more and more people rushed to the Huang family mansion and saw the collapsed walls, the blood stains that had not been cleaned up, and the empty houses, they had to believe it.
This mountain that has been weighing on the people of Juhe County for nearly a hundred years has finally been toppled.
Many people cried with joy, and many people fainted on the ground with joy.
The entire Juhe County fell into a carnival after the Huang family was wiped out.
Countless people also flocked to the entrance of the Juhe County Government Office, and the entire street was almost blocked with water. Many people fell to their knees on the ground and kowtowed almost crazily.
"Master Qingtian! What a master Qingtian!"
"Kneel down and thank Master Qingtian. The sky has opened its eyes. When the county lord comes, the sky will be restored!"
…
Two days later, in the lobby of the county government office.
Zhao Guang reported to Cui Henghui with both helplessness and joy: "Your Majesty, this is the third wave of people who have come to kneel and thank you. The hearts of the people in Juhe County have gone to the County Majesty. It is really a great achievement to wipe out the Huang family."
What an act of immeasurable merit!"
"Well, we should treat these people well." Cui Heng nodded lightly and smiled, "If conditions permit, you can actually persuade them. You only need to thank them in your heart, and there is no need to come and kowtow."
He is in a very good mood now.
The love gained from this wave of defeating the Huang family is really too great.
The red color on the golden elixir, which symbolizes joy, has risen to five points, and is still growing. It is estimated that it will reach six or even seven points before long.
White, which symbolizes love, has also reached four points and is also continuing to grow.
At the same time, black, which symbolizes evil, and cyan, which symbolizes fear, also increased, but the amplitude was far less than the first two, only increasing by a little more than a minute in height.
However, since cyan, which symbolizes fear, already has three points, with this one point, it will be four points high.
Except for sadness and anger, the light of the other five emotions are steadily moving towards the small goal of one inch.
This also made his golden elixir spirituality clearer and clearer, and he could clearly feel the progress of his cultivation.
Moreover, a huge amount of antiques and antiques were also seized from Huang’s house during this raid.
As Cui Heng expected, this kind of items with cultural heritage and a certain amount of time can indeed be converted into system currency.
A total of 89 currency points were gained!
It’s more currency than he converted in King Lu’s tomb before!
"My lord, Huang Shishan and the rest of the Huang family have been imprisoned in the cell. How should we deal with them next?" Lu Zhengming came over and asked.
"The Huang family will be deprived of all their property, and a grievance meeting will be held in front of the county government office in a few days to hold a public trial for the Huang family." Cui Heng lightly knocked on the table, "Let's start with Mr. Huang Huang Shishan."
"Complaint meeting, public trial?"
Lu Zhengming and Zhao Guang looked at each other, neither quite understanding what this meant.
"It means arresting the Huang family on the stage and calling the people together to tell them how they have been persecuted by the Huang family over the years." Cui Heng explained, "The outcome of the public trial will depend on the outcome of the complaint."
"This is a good way to let the people release their resentment and let everyone know how hateful the Huang family is." Lu Zhengming clapped his hands and applauded, "The county magistrate is so wise!"
"Everyone in the Huang family calls for beating. If they complain publicly, will the angry people beat the Huang family to death directly?" Zhao Guang thought of a situation.
"If you die, you will die." Cui Heng said with a smile, "These people deserve to die."
"That's true." Zhao Guang was stunned when he heard this, nodded and said, "The county magistrate is wise."
"By the way, during the process of complaining, you can also record the victimization of different people." Cui Heng reminded again, "Next, we need to divide the property and land of the Huang family. We can refer to the complaint situation to conduct actual investigations, so as to
To decide how much land should be divided."
"The county magistrate really wants to distribute all the property and land of the Huang family to the people?" Lu Zhengming asked with some uncertainty, while Zhao Guang next to him also hesitated to speak.
"That's right." Cui Heng nodded and said, "Get them all out, don't leave any behind."
"The county honors Qingtian, his merits are immeasurable!" Lu Zhengming and Zhao Guang both admired him at the same time, becoming even more convinced that Cui Heng was an immortal who wanted to accumulate merits and ascend in the daytime.
"Okay, no need to sing high-key, just step back." Cui Heng waved his hand and said with a smile, "Call Hui Shi to come in, I have something to ask him."
"It's the county magistrate!" Lu and Zhao resigned.
Monk Huishi has now taken off his uniform as a government official and is wearing a monk's robe, looking compassionate.
He came to the lobby, saluted respectfully and said, "I have met the county magistrate."
"Has the martial arts been copied?" Cui Heng asked.
"The copying has been completed." Monk Hui Shi took out three booklets from the sleeves of his monk's robe and presented them respectfully, "Your Majesty, the young monk has not yet learned all the eighty-one special skills.
"So I only copied the fifty-eight types I learned, as well as the two internal skills "Ku Rong Wu Xiang Gong" and "Great Lotus Infinite Technique". They are all secrets of Lotus Temple that are not passed down."
"Yes." Cui Heng nodded, picked up the book that copied the extinct book of Lotus Temple, and after scanning it for a few times, his eyes paused slightly on "The Palm of the Buddha's Angry Burning Heart", thoughtfully.
Then, he suddenly raised his right hand and stretched out a finger.
Buzz!
The void suddenly emitted a violent trembling sound, and a billowing heat wave erupted without warning, sending Hui Shi flying on the spot.
At the same time, an extremely bright fire light bloomed between Cui Heng's fingers, causing the surrounding space to feel distorted.
At this moment, Hui Shi felt as if he saw a sun rising on Cui Heng's fingertips!