Chapter 75: Unable to bear with the villagers, he opened the bag and was almost sucked dry
The villagers below kept kowtowing and shouting to welcome the immortal master.
Yu Xian frowned slightly and said slowly, "Stop kowtowing. Let me ask you, where is this place?"
Yu Xian's voice was not loud, but in the ears of the villagers it was a supreme command.
They all stopped kowtowing and just knelt there looking up at Yu Xian, not daring to speak.
The old man who seemed to be the village chief was a little confused and said: "Immortal, the immortal asked, what are you asking?"
He was afraid that he had heard wrongly and did not dare to answer.
Yu Xian was not angry and said calmly: "I said, where is this? Who are you?"
The old man blinked to make sure he heard correctly, and replied carefully: "Well, back to the Immortal Leader, this is Liujia Village, and the little people are the villagers of Liujia Village."
"Liujiacun?"
Yu Xian only felt that the name of the village was very familiar.
Ten miles east of Dayushu Village is Shihe Village. Continuing east from Shihe Village, there are several villages, one of which seems to be called Liujiacun and another called Zhouzhuang.
Could it be possible that he is back? ?
Yu Xian felt happy and said quickly: "Is this Liujia Village in Annan County?"
"Annan County?"
The old man was puzzled, looked at Yu Xian and said in confusion: "Xianzhang, we are in Xihe County. Xianzhang, you, don't you know this place?"
If this young immortal is the immortal of Yushan Temple in Xihe County, how could he not know where this place is?
The old man who asked this question felt suspicious, but he did not dare to ask more questions.
When Yu Xian heard this, the joy in his heart disappeared.
The name Liujia Village is so common that there must be at least twenty villages with this name in more than a dozen counties under the jurisdiction of a large state capital.
This is indeed not near the big elm tree.
Yu Xian had never even heard of the name Xihe County.
After some questions and answers, Yu Xian also saw that these villagers were not in danger, so he put away the flying cloud technique, slowly landed on the ground, and waved: "You all get up, I am not an immortal, you have to wait for the immortal, It is none of my business."
After that, he turned around and left.
"What?"
More than a hundred villagers were stunned on the spot.
The old man hurriedly stood up and caught up with him and said: "Xian, Sir Xianchang, what did I do wrong? I am here to apologize to Lord Xianchang! Lord Xianchang, you must not leave! Our village has been invaded by monsters. Sixteen people have been eaten! If we don’t kill that monster, our village, Mr. Xianchang, will be doomed!”
Yu Xian froze slightly and turned to look at the old man.
The old man quickly stopped, clasped his fists, and said, "Master Immortal! Please!"
As for the villagers, none of them got up. They only looked at Yu Xian with expectant, hopeful and sad eyes.
There are more than a hundred people, old and young, men and women.
This is a smaller village than Big Yushu Village.
But from these villagers, Yu Xian could see the shadows of the villagers of Dayushu Village.
All the people in the world are working hard.
There are all kinds of wealth, and all kinds of hard work are the same...
When he entered the practice, Yu Xian should... mind his own business.
Because being nosy means trouble, danger, and unpredictable resistance.
But looking at such a group of common people, Yu Xian opened his mouth, and the sentence I didn't care about turned into: "Is he a harmful monster?"
"Yes! Yes! It's a harmful monster! It has eaten sixteen men in our village! Look, the immortal, their women and children are still filial piety. The men in the family are gone. The mothers and children of these sixteen families How can you two live together? Lord Immortal! Damn it!"
When the old man heard this, he burst into tears. He shouted through gritted teeth and pointed at the person behind him.
There were bursts of sobbing and crying sounds.
Among the more than a hundred people, there were sixteen women, old and young, all bearing filial piety.
They were followed by children, girls and boys, the older one was ten years old and the younger one or two years old. At this moment, they were all crying when they thought of the tragic death of their men.
When the child saw his mother crying, he started crying too. Those around him who had deep empathy wiped away tears, and those who had little empathy also had solemn expressions on their faces.
The life of a widow and her children without a man is unimaginably stressful.
Yu Xian stood there, looking at these people with a complicated expression, and finally nodded and said: "I, my cultivation is low, I can only try to help you. If I can't fight, then there is nothing I can do..."
There is so much suffering in the world, how can we help?
Yu Xian can only be like the child who picks up fishes from the sea, taking one step and throwing one away, taking one step and throwing one away. If he can, he will save what is in front of him.
Just have a clear conscience.
When the old man heard this, he was overjoyed. He immediately knelt down, bowed to the ground, and said in a crying voice: "Thank you, Lord Immortal! Lord Immortal, you will be as blessed as the East Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains!"
"Master Xianda will be as blessed as the East China Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains!"
More than a hundred villagers kowtowed and shouted.
What kind of words of thanks are these? Isn’t this a birthday greeting...
Yu Xian burst into laughter for a moment, shook his head and sighed: "Stop kneeling, all of you, please get up and tell me, what does the monster look like and where did it appear?"
The old man managed to stand up and bowed twice in a row. Coupled with his mood swings, the old man almost couldn't bear it anymore.
He stood up, but the people behind him did not dare and remained kneeling.
The immortal master asked him to stand up, just to talk, how could they really dare to stand up?
After the old man stood up, he quickly said: "Back to Master Immortal, this happened half a month ago. Our village..."
After listening to the old man's story, Yu Xian found out.
A corpse demon appeared on a low hill behind Liujia Village, where the ancestors of the whole village were buried.
It was covered with hair, looked like an ape, had sharp teeth, and eyes like red charcoal. It ate people and sucked blood, hiding during the day and coming out at night.
All kinds of descriptions can prove that the monster was a corpse demon.
It is even possible that it was transformed from an elder of a villager in Liujia Village.
Corpse demon...
It was a very low-level demon, not even a demon, but just a walking corpse that moved when it smelled blood.
If these villagers were braver, dozens of men would work together to cover it with a giant net, and then poke it with a pitchfork and smash it with a shovel, and they could also kill it.
After listening to the description, Yu Xian nodded and said, "I understand. Tell them to stop kneeling and go back. It's getting dark. I'll go to the back mountain to help you kill the corpse monster and bring peace to your village."
"Thank you, Master Immortal! Thank you, Master Immortal!"
When the old man heard this, the hot tears in his eyes finally flowed down. Not only did he not let the villagers behind him stand up, but he knelt down again and kowtowed to Yu Xian.
As for the villagers, they were even more surprised and kowtowed and shouted.
"Thank you, Master Immortal!"
"Thank you, Master Immortal!"
...
Yu Xian frowned and finally sighed. He turned around and raised his hands to make a gesture. He used the Xiangyun technique and flew five feet into the air, heading straight for the mound behind Liujia Village.
All villages and farmers.
Generally, the dead ancestors are buried together.
Either on the mountain, in a jungle, or by the river.
In this way, the villagers will gather together to burn paper and sweep the graves, which is very lively.
The dead relatives will live with familiar neighbors and will not feel lonely.
And this mound named Xiaolu Mountain by the villagers of Liujia Village is where the ancestors of Liujia Village have been buried for hundreds of years.
Yu Xian used the flying cloud technique to fly over and landed on the hill road.
Now it is still bright, and the corpse monster is hiding in which tomb. If you want to find it, it will be difficult to find hundreds of tombs.
Therefore, Yu Xian did not rush to go up the mountain, but found a clean place, sat cross-legged, and waited for dark.
The surrounding grass and trees have a strong scent, with a faint sweet fragrance, which is not comparable to the bloody breath in Tianmo Valley.
Yu Xian took a deep breath, calmed down, and then stretched out his hand and took out a storage bag from his arms.
This storage bag is the same size as the medium-grade storage bag in Yu Xian's arms, both are about the size of a palm.
But it is light gold.
It exudes a fascinating luster.
Holding it in the hand, it is even cooler and warmer, and it has the additional effect of purifying and refining spiritual energy!
Having it around is like setting up a small gathering array.
The spiritual energy within dozens of miles around will be attracted by it, condensed, purified, and refined, for the practitioners who carry it to absorb and practice.
Top-quality storage bag!
Only Yuanying strongmen can have a top-quality storage bag.
As for those above Yuanying...
I heard that the strong men of Huashen can already open up space by themselves and use it at will, so storage bags are no longer needed.
Even though Yu Xian was calm in his heart and seemed as steady as an old dog.
But when he was about to open this top-quality storage bag, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.
After all, he is not an old demon, but a young man. It would be strange if he was not excited.
This is the storage bag of a Yuanying strongman!
The things inside...
I dare not think about it.
Swallowing his saliva, Yu Xian took a deep breath, and the spiritual energy flowed through his hand to this top-quality storage bag.
At this moment, the storage bag, which had not been baptized by spiritual energy for who knows how long, suddenly lit up slightly!
And Yu Xian's face suddenly changed!
His spiritual energy was like a surging river, gushing out like a surging river, and was absorbed by the top-grade storage bag!
His spiritual energy was decreasing at an extremely fast speed. It was as thick as mercury, and the sea of qi, which was two feet and eight feet, was constantly drying up!
Yu Xian was shocked and wanted to throw away the top-grade storage bag in his hand, but the top-grade storage bag seemed to be stuck to his hand and could not be thrown away at all!
Yu Xian also reacted quickly. He took out the middle-grade spiritual stone from the middle-grade storage bag and held it in his hand to absorb it crazily!
But the speed of absorbing spiritual energy could not catch up with the speed of absorbing the top-grade storage bag!
Yu Xian's face turned pale, and he tried his best to absorb the middle-grade spiritual stone. After a while, he absorbed dozens of them.
But the sea of qi had dried up to only half a foot, and it seemed that it would be completely exhausted at any time.
Despair appeared in Yu Xian's eyes. Could it be that because of his greed, he finally hurt himself!
Qi Hai was exhausted, Dantian was broken, then he was useless!
But at this moment, this top-grade storage bag suddenly shone brightly, and the whole body shone with faint lines, and finally opened.
After all, the top-grade storage bag is just a storage bag.
Perhaps it takes a huge amount of spiritual energy to open it.
But a storage bag is not an extremely powerful magic weapon or spiritual treasure. It didn't suck Yu Xian alive!
It sucked enough!
It sucked the spiritual energy of six Yu Xian's Qi Hai, and the top-grade storage bag opened!
But it was also true that the top-grade storage bag was only used by Yuanying strongmen.
The spiritual energy loss caused by opening it was not worth mentioning for Yuanying strongmen.
But for Yu Xian, it almost cost him his life.
After a few heavy gasps, Yu Xian frantically replenished his spiritual energy while probing his thoughts into it.
It was extremely difficult to open this storage bag once.
I have to see what's inside.