"Ahh

The Li family monk suddenly screamed.

"My cultivation, my cultivation—"

His cultivation in the later stage of foundation building was declining rapidly, and the spiritual energy in his body flowed away like water.

For monks, cultivation is life.

The Li family monk couldn't hold back, and all kinds of expressions of fear and surprise appeared on his face.

"It's you, it's you!" Li Junshen pointed at Jiang Xiaogu angrily.

"Your consciousness has never left me, did you see me do it?"

Li Junshen had already jumped off the wall in a hurry, shaking the handbell. "If you lie to confuse the public, I will kill you!"

"Dare to touch her to try. The jar calmly blocked in front of Jiang Xiaogu.

"She is my believer, and you say that she is a demon to confuse the public, that means that I am a demon?

"I will punish you on behalf of the Heavenly Monarch!"

As silently as the spring drizzle hitting his body, Li Junshen stiffened and knew that he had been stricken.

He immediately withdrew all his divine sense, looked inside the golden pill and the sea of knowledge, and guarded his cultivation.

That foundation-building monk, his cultivation has fallen to the middle stage of foundation building, and it is still declining.

Those who can deprive themselves of cultivation, they can only think of heavenly punishment now.

The monks of the Li family were as white as paper, huddled together uneasily, like a nest of frightened rabbits.

"You. The jar pointed at a random person and repeated the question.

The man was so frightened that he kowtowed.

"Grandpa Land, it's our Li family who did it. We killed the villagers and blamed Wuyi Peak again, just because we wanted them to be ruined and completely eradicated from them......"

Without waiting for the jar to continue to ask, the Li family monks confessed their crimes one after another.

The jar clasped his hands and pronounced the sentence:

"You are unworthy to be a monk by killing mortals in defiance of the decree of heaven. Hand over all your cultivation and become mortals. ”

He turned around in a dashing manner, jumped into the hole he had come, and drilled back as he went, and had to dig into the earth to bury it.

Halfway through, the jar slapped his thigh, "Not good." ”

Just pretending to be the lord of the land to shake his majesty, he actually forgot that moisturizing things Gu to the end is to kill people.

But he put down his big words and let these people be mortals, Xiao Gu can't use this kind of technique at all!

At this time, Jiang Xiaogu was working hard to reduce the power of the moisturizing Gu.

But it didn't work out well.

Only a few or six people survived, and some of them were particularly lucky, and they still had some cultivation.

Yu Calamus stepped forward and said, "Those who died are all evildoers on weekdays. You survived, don't you thank the land lord and do more good deeds in the future. Get out of here!"

Jiang Xiaogu praised in his heart. Although Yu Calamus is a martial artist, he is not a person with developed limbs and a simple mind.

The monks of the Li family helped Li Junshen, who had already fallen a lot of cultivation, and fled for his life in a hurry.

Li Junshen shouted sharply: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it! There is no land lord, no gods!"

After the Li family left, the village chief came over tremblingly and asked apologetically, "Wuyi Feng, are you still willing to continue to protect us?"

When Yu Calamus comforted the villagers and helped them bury their relatives, Yu Lian'er stood aside and was stunned.

Jiang Xiaogu walked over and pulled her. "What do you think?"

"I should ask the Lord of the Land to help me get the spiritual root. Yu Lian'er said dejectedly.

"Don't you like being a samurai?"

Yu Lian'er rubbed her face, "I like it, I like it, but I don't want to be like that." ”

The samurai, including Yu Calamus, wore their shirts exposed, revealing well-defined muscles.

The body is too strong, and the head is small, and the neck is as wide as the face.

Yu Lian'er is really hard to accept.

"Let me help you ask my apprentice if there is a technique to rejuvenate your face, which can make you strong and not become like that. ”

"Really?" Yu Lian'er became happy and asked in surprise, "You still have apprentices?"

Jiang Xiaogu didn't answer, pointed to the mountain range in the distance and asked, "What kind of mountain is that?"

"Red Mountain. ”

Yu Lian'er said that every spring, the mountain will be full of red flowers.

No matter what kind of green plant you have, when you go to that mountain, the flowers will turn red, so it is called Red Mountain.

Jiang Xiaogu has a score in his heart. "Take me to the mountains?"

Halfway up the mountain, the trees of the Red Mountain are thick, covering the sky and the sun.

The vine man hangs like a snake from the tree, like a primeval forest.

"Smack. ”

Yu Lian'er slapped her backhand on her neck and killed a fist-sized needle mosquito.

She asked curiously, "Why didn't mosquitoes bite you?"

Along the way, she had already killed four or five, and Jiang Xiaogu didn't even fan them.

Jiang Xiaogu also admired her reaction speed.

The needle mosquito was almost next to her skin, and Yu Lian'er was able to shoot it accurately.

However, the green water is a spirit sword, if the sword spirit is here, how can there be so many mosquitoes.

The environment is also not right.

Not to mention the beautiful mountains and rivers, it shouldn't be so terrifying.

But the jar said he must have felt it. It's a slight fluctuation, but the machine spirit is right.

"Lian'er, dig down from here. Do you have the tools?"

"No, you don't. ”

Yu Lian'er and Jiang Xiaogu determined their positions, and reached out to break the small tree with thick arms.

She first slapped a few palms on the tree pole, and then flew up and kicked down, and the waist-thick tree broke in response.

After cleaning up the land in three or two, Yu Lian'er quickly dug up the soil again.

Jiang Xiaogu couldn't help but applaud.

The samurai don't need any weapons and magic weapons, and in the end, their own body is the magic weapon, which is simply too convenient.

The monks, on the other hand, relied much more on tools.

Some of the monks have no weapons, and I am afraid they don't know how to fight.

If it really reaches a high level, samurai and monks, it is really uncertain who will win.

Jiang Xiaogu suddenly had the idea of founding a samurai sect himself.

But then I thought about it, there was a ready-made one in front of me, so why bother to go far.

"Xiao Gu, there's nothing here. ”

Within half an hour, Yu Lian'er had already dug a three-zhang deep pit.

Jiang Xiaogu slid down the pit wall.

The jar popped up and sniffed hard.

"Grandpa Land—"

Yu Lian'er shouted in surprise.

"It's not a land grandfather, it's a jar. ”

Even if Jiang Xiaogu had explained, Yu Lian'er still looked at the jar with sparkling eyes, as if he could really give her a good spiritual root.

Like a marmot, the jar lay on the ground and sniffed around, and sat down in frustration.

"Strange, why is it gone. ”

"You'll talk about it when you're right. How hard it is for Lian'er to dig a pit. ”

"What's so hard about it, she digs as fast as a pangolin. ”

The jar glanced at Yu Lian'er and was stunned.

The wound on her face has healed, her appearance is not bad at all, and her atmosphere is dignified.

"Your injuries are healing too quickly. "Same as Little Gu.

The jar shook his head vigorously.

It's different.

Xiao Gu is with special abilities, and this girl is purely physically strong.