Chapter 327 Concept

Chapter 327 Concept

Within Daheishan.

Fengzhou.

Although it belongs to the territory of Daheishan, in fact, ordinary mortals don't know much about the monk forces behind them.

They only knew about those wonderful spells from the storytellers' mouths, as well as the excitement among the monks.

Then there are monks who sometimes walk around and test the spiritual roots of children over ten years old.

If a family has a child with spiritual roots, he will immediately become the target of the government and the court, giving him land and money, and even arranging for the child's relatives to become officials.

Even if he is just a simple catcher, it is equivalent to being completely transformed.

Fengzhou belongs to the Wu Dynasty, and most of it is within the territory of Daheishan.

The capital of the country is Wuzhou.

The court of Dawu probably knew something. For example, the statues in the huge temple where they were enshrined had changed their appearance more than a year ago. The demon guarding the gate said that there was a new king in Daheishan, and he would follow the new king's rules from now on.

For some reason, the demons that used to do evil gradually disappeared.

Instead, there are serious official "monks" with official seals hanging on their waistbands.

That's what they call themselves.

Although they still look like demons.

But what he does is very strange. Depending on his official seal, he will guard different state capitals and deal with troublesome demons.

The Wu court had a great response to this incident, and it took more than a year to get used to it.

For example, the official demon in Fengzhou and Xiao Zhuanfeng from Daheishan Bingma Si Yamen.

After more than a year's work, his cultivation has reached the fifth level of Qi training.

He shouldn't have entered the country like this, all because of his achievements in capturing demons without a place of origin and pacifying the demons and ghosts that caused chaos, in exchange for training resources.

He felt that he would be able to reach the sixth level of Qi training in a few more days. When the time comes, Nu Qi strives to become a monk in the late stage of Qi training, and will be qualified to enter the Ghost King's Palace to see the King.

He wanted to thank the king for bringing such a day of food, clothing, and peace of mind to practice practice.

Xiao Zhuanfeng passed by a teahouse while patrolling the streets.

"I heard that you were taken away by an immortal master a few days ago. Why are you back so soon? Is it because you have no immortal fate?"

"Don't mention it, it's not a fairy fate at all, it's mining ore, and many people died."

"I heard that the man from our temple showed up?"

"Old man Li, tell me what happened that day."

The money was thrown on the table, and the storyteller sitting in front of the table immediately stood up, took the gavel in his hand, stepped on the stool, and said loudly: "Okay, let me tell you what happened that day."

"Let's say that people have good and evil, and immortals have good and evil..."

"..."

"I heard the great Black Mountain God descending to earth sternly say: "You are so brave, you have done so many evil things, and you dare to steal my people to mine spiritual ore, which makes the people's livelihood miserable and their lives ruined. It is really unforgivable. "

"Even if he is an immortal, I will let him die with my fists."

"As soon as the Mountain God King takes action, the color of the sky and the earth changes, a hundred-foot-long divine body appears, smashes the world with one punch, and sweeps across the world with two punches..."

"Battle for three hundred rounds in a row..."

The storyteller on the stage was sputtering, and the audience below was swaying and excited.

Continuous praise!

Xiao Zhuanfeng held his forehead to show his helplessness. The king would not say that at all, and the battle was not that exciting.

The king is a golden elixir monk.

Ordinary people have no idea what a Golden elixir monk is.

As long as such a high-level monk takes action, the foundation-building and Qi-training monks will turn into powder in an instant. There is no such thing as hundreds of rounds.

However, after all, it was just for fun, so Xiao Zhuanfeng still stopped for a while.

Finally, he threw a piece of broken silver on the stage and then turned around.

He bumped into someone head-on.

Xiao Zuanfeng's whole body stiffened, his pupils could not help but shrink, and the mana around him turned into an aura to protect himself.

"Senior brother, this little monster is quite interesting. He even gives you money after listening to people's stories."

The monk who spoke was smiling, and the orange robes on his body were restrained. Divine light could be faintly shimmered. What shocked Xiao Zuanfeng the most was that the man's eyes were actually shining with light.

"Golden elixir!"

Xiao Zuanfeng screamed, then quickly covered his mouth, like a duck being strangled by the neck, and the sound suddenly stopped.

"Hey, the little monster is knowledgeable."

"I've been observing you for a few days, and the life of a little monster is too monotonous."

“In addition to patrolling the streets every day, I practice spiritual practice.”

"The freshest thing in the past five days is that I caught a monster. It's really weird to ask people if they are where they are from."

Lei Wuji chuckled lightly, waved his hand and said, "Junior brother, stop teasing him. Tell me, what information did you get?"

Zhuang Hai didn't say anything more to Xiao Zhuanfeng, but told what he knew.

"It's basically true. The Chiwu Sect passed through the border for mining and recruited 100,000 people from the Daheishan territory. I heard that more than 3,000 people died and tens of thousands were injured."

"Senior brother, I've gone to see that spiritual mine. They are among the best among the middle-grade mines. Our mid-grade mines in Sunset Mountain can't even keep up with that. I guess we have to take out the high-grade spiritual mines for comparison."

"No wonder Chiwu Sect is greedy."

"However, no matter what, he shouldn't be so angry that he wiped out the Chiwu Sect overnight."

"I heard that it was because those three thousand mortals died that he destroyed the Chiwu Sect. This reason sounds strange and too false."

"The Chiwu Sect has more than two thousand monks."

Listening to Zhuang Hai's muttering, Lei Wuji raised his eyes and looked up.

The lives of these secular people are quite good, even though they are in the territory of demons.

After becoming a monk, he seemed to have forgotten the past, and those long-lasting memories seemed like a dream.

Lei Wuji looked at Zhuang Hai, he knew why Zhuang Hai thought this way.

Because Zhuang Hai is the child of a monk, he is not the child of a secular mortal.

Zhuang Hai's parents are both monks. Zhuang Hai has been a monk since he was born. He has never been in contact with the secular world and does not understand the difficulties of living in the secular world.

However, Lei Wuji understood because he was a mortal child.

You can't understand this no matter how you teach it.

It's like Lei Wuji is the child of a mortal, but his child is the child of a monk. His child will not understand the sufferings of the people, and will not even regard ordinary mortals as human beings.

What is a person? The person a monk's children think of must be other monks.

Are mortals really human in their eyes?

Perhaps, in the eyes of monks' children, monsters and monsters are more human than ordinary mortals.

Lei Wuji's eyes fell on Xiao Zhuanfeng and asked: "What kind of person is your king?"

Xiao Zhuanfeng didn't quite understand why this person asked this. He was still scared in his heart, but when he thought about the king, he was definitely not so nervous anymore, because if he died, the king would definitely take revenge on him.

Just like the king avenging the four-armed demon king.

Following such a great king, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Our king is... a good man."

After holding it in for a long time, Xiao Zhuanfeng didn't know what to say. It didn't seem to be the words "deep cultivation", "Taoism", "clear rewards and punishments", "feeding and clothing", all of which became a good word.

So he would say that their king is a good man.

"I see."

Lei Wuji sighed, understanding is understanding, this matter still needs to be resolved, he can only try his best to ensure that the sect handles it fairly. The righteous sect must at least adhere to the morality of the immortal world.

"He shouldn't be so impulsive. By destroying the Chiwu Sect, at least seven points of his principles will be lost. Now these three points of principles cannot protect his cultivation."

If there is no cultivation, what's the use of killing one's life.

For such an arrogant person, having no cultivation is even more uncomfortable than death.

Lei Wuji thought so.

"Junior brother, let's go back to the sect. This matter still needs to be reported."

"Brother, what should I do with this little monster?"

"Let him go. He has done no evil and used his own cultivation to protect the country and the people."

While they were talking, the two of them had disappeared, leaving only Xiao Zuanfeng.

Xiao Zuanfeng fell to the ground with a thud, gasping for air.

He survived, survived in front of two Jindan monks. When he reached out and touched it, his forehead was covered with cold sweat and his entire back was soaked.

My heart was beating loudly.

There was no time to think about who they were. Xiao Zhuanfeng endured the discomfort and hurriedly walked to the government office. He took out the yellow paper tucked in his arms, covered the token, and used his magic power to light the yellow paper on fire.

The ignited smoke gathered into a spell and turned into a stream of light and flew away.

"Two golden elixir monks appeared in Fengzhou."

In the capital of the Wu Dynasty, the demons patrolling the capital felt the vibration of the token and immediately covered it with yellow paper, and the writing suddenly appeared.

"What?!"

Not daring to neglect, the demon in this city hurriedly sent the message.

The message is passed level by level like this.

…

Dahei main peak.

The three fake elixir monks have gone to retreat, so the government affairs are backlogged on Tushanjun. When the war is approaching, everything must give way to the war, and other government affairs are suppressed by Tushanjun.

The layout of the formation has been improved a lot. Now if it is mobilized with all its strength, it can withstand the attacks of many Jindan monks.

Then there is the tilt of resources. The cultivation level of the demons and ghosts in Dahei Mountain has improved.

"hope everything is fine."

Tu Shanjun didn't say much. There were still a lot of things to do, and he had to be fully prepared.

In the cooperative alliance, even the monsters know that equality is the best, so why is Tushanjun not clear about it.

It just depends on Yang Cheng’s reaction.

The candlelight flickered in front of my eyes.

Tu Shanjun stopped the magic pen in his hand, raised his head slightly, his eyes darkened and said, "Who is it?"

At the entrance of the Ghost King Palace, a person appeared out of thin air.

He was a burly old man with white beard and hair.

Wearing a Nine Sun Flame Shinto robe, the restrained light accumulated into a thick rhyme, which complemented each other when worn on his body. The white hair on the top of the head exudes soft white light, is tied up with a dark red hairband, and is finally tied with a golden crown.

The dark golden pupils are like golden flowers, with divine light flowing.

A body of pressure covered like a bright sun.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"If you come from the Golden Core Peak of Sunset Mountain, you will already be dead."

Hearing the old man's question, Tu Shanjun smiled: "Sunset Mountain will not come at this time. They will definitely come with great fanfare."

"Why?"

"My disappearance is not the purpose. My fair and honorable death is what Sunset Mountain needs."

The old man suddenly laughed.

"I am the Lord of Yang City, my Taoist name is Yueyan."

"Daheishan, Lord Tushan, I have long admired the name of my senior."