Old Man Yang looked at Fang Cuicui who was standing stupidly and said in an incomprehensible tone: "Little girl, you had a bad temper just now. Aren't you afraid of punishment according to your village rules?"
Fang Cuicui suddenly came back to her senses and turned to look at Old Man Yang excitedly: "Old Man Yang, let me ask you again, can I go out?"
Old Man Yang sighed: "Actually, old man, I would rather you never go out."
"Why? There are so many fun things outside the mountains. How nice it is to go out and see many things you have never seen before!" Fang Cuicui heard what Old Man Yang said and knew that Old Man Yang felt that he could indeed go out.
Old Yang looked at Fang Cuicui inexplicably: "Girl, the outside world is not as good as you think. Maybe many people want to eat your flesh and drink your blood."
"I don't believe you, you're trying to scare me not to let me out!" Fang Cuicui wrinkled her nose, snorted, and then jumped out.
Old Man Yang stood at the gate of the Dragon King Temple, looking down at the mountain village with incomprehensible eyes: "After staying here for more than twenty years, it's time to leave!"
As he spoke, he turned around and entered the Dragon King Temple. After a while, he was carrying a baggage and holding a banner in his hand, with a few big characters written on it: "Immortal guides the way."
There are two lines of small characters below the big characters: The higher one knows the secrets of gods and gods, the lower one knows the hearts of ghosts and monsters.
But Old Man Yang walked leisurely and thought while thinking: There are wandering spirits in life, and the most afraid of being haunted by ghosts. People dream of mountains and rivers, but you always dream of ghosts. You think you are sick, but it is actually the secrets taught by ghosts and gods...
Soon, it disappeared into the mountains.
At this moment, Fang Hao was enthusiastically watched by the villagers, killing wild boars and antelopes, making it very lively.
Fang Hao had no choice but to participate because he still had many questions to ask, but Fang Ji said that this was also thanks to him, the descendant of his benefactor.
After eating meat and drinking wine, Fang Hao really didn't want to stay any longer, so he told Fang Ji: "I have many things to ask you, and I still have many things to do, so it won't be too late."
Fang Ji had no choice but to take Fang Hao to his home because it was quiet here.
Fang Ji looked very respectful, and at this moment, Fang Hao also understood that it was Fang Zhan who suppressed the demons more than 20 years ago, so he built the Dragon King Temple to suppress them.
And Fang Zhan is what Fang Ji calls a god.
Seeing that there was no one else around, Fang Hao couldn't help but ask: "The relationship between you and the Fang family is just that my grandfather saved your whole village back then?"
Fang Ji said with a serious look: "Of course not, Master Fang. The people in our village are actually related to you during the holidays. It's just that we are cousins, so we simply changed our surname to Fang. For many years, we have always been with your family.
There are contacts, but we are ordinary people, and you are among the gods."
"If you're not a god, don't think too much about it. Everyone in your village has some cultivation. Is it the cultivation method my family gave you back then?" Fang Hao had the biggest doubt about this.
Fang Ji shook his head and said: "No, we are just ordinary people. We don't do any cultivation. But after the demon was surrendered by the old god, everyone in our village felt energetic and strong. Even though I am not young, I am hundreds of years old."
I can easily lift a pound, and there is something strange in my body, as if there is some strength. You see, I am eighty or ninety years old, and my body is very strong."
Fang Hao really didn't believe that these people's cultivation came naturally. He frowned and pondered for a moment before saying, "Then do you feel that after eating something, you feel more energetic? In other words, in the past twenty years, have you felt more energetic?"
Come on, what living habits have you changed?"
"No?" Fang Ji answered without thinking.
Fang Hao thought it was incredible and said seriously: "Think clearly!"
Fang Ji could only frown and think hard, then shook his head helplessly: "It's really not true. Ever since we gained all this strength, our life has been the same as before, hunting, growing vegetables and food and so on."
Fang Hao frowned deeply, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked: "Just now you said that after the demon was subdued, you became very powerful?"
"Yes." Fang Ji nodded.
Fang Hao looked extremely serious: "So, you didn't have this strange power before?"
Fang Ji nodded.
Fang Hao frowned and thought hard, could it be that the cultivation of these villagers was related to that devil?
Then, Fang Hao asked: "The devil was suppressed under the Dragon King Temple?"
Fang Ji nodded again.
"Did you see it with your own eyes?" Fang Hao asked again.
"No, it's just what the old god said. Of course what he said is true." After Fang Ji finished speaking, he suddenly showed his nervousness: "Master Fang, your grandfather is a god, and you must be too. You must protect us."
Dragon King Village is safe."
Fang Hao nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely help you deal with the demons."
Speaking of this, Fang Hao looked surprised and suspicious: "You said that the Dragon King Temple was only built more than 20 years ago. Wasn't your Dragon King Village called Dragon King Village before?"
When Fang Ji saw Fang Hao promising to help them deal with the demons, Fang Ji immediately laughed reassuringly: "No, our village has always been called Dragon King Village. Your master gave us the name."
Fang Hao felt that he had carefully reviewed the information.
The name of Dragon King Village was given by the Fang family, so what is the purpose of the name? Could it be that the dragon below was put in and hung up by the Fang family?
Then Fang Hao remembered the Death Valley that Fang Ji had mentioned before, and his eyes suddenly became sharp: "Do you know that the Death Valley and the passage under the Dragon King Temple are the same?"
Fang Ji was startled by Fang Hao's sharp eyes, and said quickly: "Master Fang, we don't know this, it was the old god who said it back then. He said that the Death Valley over there is connected to the suppression channel under the Dragon King Temple, and the devil is in it.
, never let people in, so we sent people to guard it back then, but we saw that many animals would be killed by lightning if they entered, and we felt that no one could get in, so we withdrew the people."
After hearing Fang Ji's response, it seemed reasonable and well-founded, and Fang Hao also believed it. Even with the cultivation level of these people, they couldn't get in.
As the demons were suppressed below the Dragon King Temple, these people naturally did not dare to open it, so naturally no one went down to see the dragon corpse deep underground.
Fang Hao thought and finally came to a shocking conclusion. The dragon corpse below might really be related to the Fang family.
After withdrawing his thoughts, he looked at Fang Ji, still very surprised and wondering how these people got their cultivation level.
Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of the question, Fang Hao stopped asking and wandered around the village alone, hoping to find out the reason why all the people in the village were warriors.
Mainly, a thing that allows people to enter the Transformation Realm unknowingly, and can break through the huge limitations of the internal energy to reach the Transformation Realm without practicing, and can also reach the later stage of the Transformation Realm without knowing it. This thing is absolutely heaven-defying!
If they could be found, utilized, and practiced together, wouldn't it be possible to create a large number of martial arts masters?
Thinking of this, Fang Hao looked around with his sneaky eyes, feeling quite excited. It would be great if he found it! (To be continued)