In the middle of Chen Gu Town, Li Jia Village hung the people of the Great Luo Dongguan and other Demon Sects on the stone pillars and turned to leave.

It is still impossible for the simple and honest old village chief to say some words about the town, but fortunately, the Daluo Cave View hanging on the stone pillar is more effective than the words of any town.

The sky is clear and cloudless.

The scorching sunlight began to scorch the earth again, but the atmosphere in Chen Gu Town was not as clear and clear as it was.

Everyone's expressions were a little weird, and the most bizarre ones were the men and women from the Wuji Dao Gate.

At that time, the two of them just felt that Lijia Village didn't seem to be simple, but they never thought that it would be so simple.

One of the three elders of the Demon Sect, when the Demon Sect was defeated and sunk in the sand, they were shocked beyond measure, according to their thoughts, the descendants of the Qinglian Sword Immortal have not appeared for three hundred years, and it is estimated that they can deal with a Demon Sect elder is almost enough.

But the truth is beyond their imagination, and now even the Demon Sect Leader is hanging from a stone pillar, like pork hanging from a pork shop.

Under the stone pillars were densely packed with people, who were watching the leader of the Demon Cult.

The first person in the world is hung on a pillar, and anyone will come to see it, because they will probably not see this kind of thing for the second time in their lives.

"Master Zhiguang, this ........." Finally, someone couldn't bear to open his mouth and interrogate.

Jianghu people always want to know more things, but they don't know that the more they know, the closer they are to death.

Zhiguang, the first seat of the Dharma Academy, pondered for a moment, he didn't know a lot, along the way, only the old village chief Li Mubai and the old man who struck iron talked to him, and the rest of the people in Lijia Village were instructed by the old village chief not to say a word to outsiders.

But Zhiguang knew that as the first seat of the Shaolin Dharma Academy and one of the martial arts Taishan Beidou, he needed to give everyone an explanation.

Therefore, Zhiguang said after saying the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't know much. ”

This sentence is true, he knows a fart, he squatted outside Lijia Village for half a night, and then was pulled back to Chen Gu Town by the old village chief, and the old village chief didn't say anything to him along the way.

But he couldn't say he didn't know anything, so others would think he was joking.

Shaolin and Wudang went to see the Demon Sect to fight Lijia Village, but in the end they didn't know anything, who are you fooling?

Therefore, Monk Zhiguang can only talk about it, and he is not so ignorant.

"The poor monk and Qingyun found out last night that the Demon Sect Leader Da Luo Dongguan had disappeared into Chen Gu Town, so they expected that he should have taken someone to Lijia Village, after all, the bluestone tablet has been standing here for a long time. ”

"So what is this...... What's going on?"

Everyone looked at the Demon Sect Leader on the stone pillar, and some didn't know what to say.

The Demon Sect was born in the Great Interior, and all the people have strict requirements for the color and configuration of their clothing, and the costume of the Demon Sect Leader is the only one of the Demon Sect.

It's a little difficult for people on the rivers and lakes to recognize him.

The Qingyun Dao Leader of Wudang Mountain also glanced at the Demon Sect Leader hanging on the stone pillar, to be honest, he had already seen all the way, but he still felt a little dreamy.

"After Poor Dao and Master Zhiguang arrived near Lijia Village, they did not enter it directly, for fear that they would have a bad misunderstanding with the people of Lijia Village. ”

"The two of us originally thought that if a conflict broke out between the Demon Sect Leader and Lijia Village, the two of us would be able to adjust it, but there was no movement in Lijia Village at all in the night. ”

"Until ........."

Speaking of this, Qingyun Dao Chang paused, and then Zhiguang raised his head and said:

"It wasn't until the old village chief of Lijia Village appeared in front of the two of us and said that he was going to Chengu Town, and then the two of us came back with the old man of Lijia Village. ”

"You saw everything that followed. ”

Zhiguang raised his head and looked at the Demon Sect Leader on the stone pillar again, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: It's really miserable!

Everyone stopped talking, everyone didn't expect that Lijiacun was so strong, it had not been shown in the world for three hundred years, and the descendants of Qinglian Sword Immortal were still enough to be comparable to him back then.

Next, everyone set their eyes on the Demon Sect Leader Daluo Cave View on the stone pillar.

There are two things that people in this world like to watch: first, someone comes out of the mud of desperation and ascends to a high point, and second, someone falls from the top of the doom and falls into the sludge of desperation.

The first half of the Demon Sect Master's life belonged to the first type, and now he belongs to the second type.

No one dared to put the Demon Sect Master down, so he hung like that.

This is a grudge between the Demon Sect and Lijiacun, if they interfere, then they will be regarded as an enemy by Lijiacun.

Although I didn't really see Lijiacun make a move last night, Monk Zhiguang saw more, and the breath of the old village chief was as calm as water, and it didn't look like he was doing it at all.

Only some villagers in Lijia Village have some ups and downs, but they don't look like they have experienced a big war.

Although this village, which had been hidden for three hundred years, seemed to be isolated from the world, their martial arts had never stopped being passed on, not even inferior to the era of their ancestor Qinglian Sword Immortal.

.........

It was dark again, and the Demon Sect Master was hanging from the stone pillar outside.

Back to the top of the Yan Tower, it was empty, and there were only two people in it.

"If Lijiacun is born, it will be an existence that is not inferior to Shaolin Wudang. "The first seat of the Dharma Academy has to admit this.

Daoist Qingyun sighed and said:

"I know, but I want to know more about how they do it, you know what I mean. ”

Shaolin and Wudang are actually not afraid of any demon sect, and the demon sect can share the scenery with them for at most one generation, but Lijia Village is different.

After three hundred years of seclusion, they still have such ability, which shows that the inheritance has never been broken.

Qinglian Sword Immortal, Dharma and Zhang Zhenren are the pinnacle of martial arts, without such a patriarch, others can only be in the limelight for a while.

Monk Zhiguang naturally understood the meaning of Qingyun Daoist.

"But where are the people who want to challenge Lijia Village now?"

Monk Zhiguang lowered his head, and two black shadows stood outside the Yan Tower.

"The Demon Sect Masters were all hung on pillars. ”

"There are always people in the rivers and lakes who are not afraid of death and people who want to be famous. Daoist Qingyun spoke.

"They can't test the depth of Lijia Village, I'm afraid they won't even be able to enter the village. ”

Monk Zhiguang directly opened his mouth to point to the right way, and then he touched his bald head and said:

"It's difficult, monk, I'm going to live in Lijia Village for a while. ”

"Do you want to try?" Qingyun Daoist was a little surprised by the monk's boldness.

The great monk smiled and said:

"No, just stay for a while. ”

Daoist Qingyun understood what it meant, this was to go undercover.

As long as Lijiacun doesn't tear his face, it's actually very easy, and the danger is extremely low.

"The poor road is with you. ”