Chapter 7 The head of Burning White Village
Leaving Wan Shuliang to take care of the house, Mu Yun took Du Yuanwu on the road early in the morning.
Wan Shuliang cried miserably in front of the gate, "The head of the door goes all the way!"
"Bad luck!"
Mu Yun scolded secretly, and left with Du Yuanwu without looking back, Yuanhu Mountain belongs to the territory of Tianmang County, and Tianmang City is the main city of Tianmang County, which is far away from Yuanhu Mountain, if it is a monk in the Mortal Realm Seven or eight hours will arrive, but Mu Yun of the Washing Pulse Realm took Du Yuanwu of the Forging Body Realm, and the two of them couldn't be fast if they wanted to, so they could only rent the spirit horse.
The spirit horse is a special species in the Southern Heavenly Realm, its name is Horse, but in fact, there is everything, in fact, it is a low-level demon beast that is a hybrid of various demon beasts, and the monks of the Southern Heavenly Realm raise it in large quantities to carry goods or ride. Mu Yun rode this spirit horse with the same horns as a deer, it is estimated that it should be the offspring of some kind of deer demon beast, the speed of the spirit horse is extremely fast, and within half an hour, they have already reached the periphery of Yuanhu Mountain.
And this way, Mu Yun was not idle, and learned about the general situation of the Southern Heavenly Realm in the system, if he didn't know it, he was shocked when he understood it, this Southern Heavenly Realm was inevitably too big. Take Tianmang County as an example, Tianmang County has eight cities, with a population of millions, and belongs to the management of Zhongshan Prefecture, and similar to such a territory, there are more than 100 Zhongshan Mansions, and there are Xuanling Prefecture on Zhongshan Mansion, and finally there are four regions in the southeast, northwest and northwest, with hundreds of prefectures in each region, and thousands of government offices, similar to Tianmang County, there are tens of thousands, and the total population is dozens of times that of the earth.
Of course, this is also due to the abundant spiritual energy of the Southern Heaven Realm, ordinary people can live up to 150 years old, and each body is healthy, there are almost seven or eight children in every family, and there are hundreds of people in an ordinary family. There are countless sects like the Beixuan School, according to Mr. Guo's words, nine cows and one feather.
Above the stream is the ninth stream, and so on, the eighth stream, the seventh stream...... Second-rate, first-class, and the highest is a super-first-class sect.
Mu Yun couldn't help but sigh: "There is a long way to go!"
"What did the head say?" asked Du Yuanwu.
"I didn't ...... It's nothing. ”
Just as the two were talking, a sudden panicked footsteps came from the other side of the avenue, there was a barren forest on that side, and the trees were quite lush.
Du Yuanwu immediately drove the spirit horse in the direction of Mu Yun, after all, it was very likely to meet evil demons and demon cultivators in the wilderness here. After a short time, two figures, one big and one small, came out of the barren forest, and it turned out to be an old man with a boy who was less than seven or eight years old.
The old man and the boy were covered in scars, some of which were obvious and what seemed to be sword wounds, and some of which were scratches from branches in the barren forest, and both of them had anxious expressions on their faces.
The old man saw that Mu Yun and Du Yuanwu were a little scared, and pulled the boy back to lean back, but after looking down and thinking about it, he still pulled the boy to Mu Yun, and before he could reach Mu Yun's side, he knelt on the ground with a thud.
"This lord, I see that you seem to be dressed as a cultivator, I beg you to save our grandson! My grandfather and grandson will repay your kindness as cattle and horses!" the old man cried.
As he spoke, he pressed the boy to the ground and kowtowed to Mu Yun.
Mu Yun has liked the novels of Old Man Jin since he was a child, and he has volunteered to be chivalrous and righteous and uneven since he was a child, and when he came to the Southern Heaven Realm for the first time, he encountered such a thing, of course, he couldn't suppress his feelings, and he was just about to get off the horse to help the old man, but Du Yuanwu on the side stopped him.
In a cold tone, he asked, "What are you talking about?"
The old man wiped his tears and said, " Two fairy masters, my grandfather and grandson are the two of them in this Yuanhu Mountain, I am the village chief of the Burning White Village, our village was originally the Yuanhu Mountain Changdaomen for example, the annual monthly money is a lot, it turns out that we can protect us well, but somehow, since last year, although the money is paid as usual, but no one is in charge, the thieves in the Yuanhu Mountain often harass us, and then I heard that it is the fairy lords on the Yuanhu Mountain who fought, the thieves are even more unscrupulous, a few days ago, all the boys and girls in our village were taken away, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled were all killed, our grandfather and grandson escaped by luck, and wanted to go to the fairy gate on the Yuanhu Mountain for help, but he was chased and killed by the bandits, and I hope that the two fairy masters will save their lives!"
After the village chief of Yaobai Village finished speaking, he kowtowed to Mu Yun and Du Yuanwu according to his grandson, begging them to save their lives.
Mu Yun approached Du Yuanwu and asked in a low voice, "What is an offering?"
"In fact, the offering is that the monastic sect or sect protects the local people, and the people will provide food or silver taels every month as an example of money, which is also a kind of contract. Du Yuanwu replied.
Mu Yun nodded, recalled slightly, and said: "I understand, Sanxing Dao moved the idea of merging the Northern Xuan Sect and the Long Knife Gate, and the Long Knife Gate was too busy to take care of itself, so naturally there was no time to protect these people, so the nearby bandits had an opportunity." Since this is the case, then now that there is only my Northern Xuan Sect left in this Yuanhu Mountain, should these confessions be counted in my Northern Xuan Sect?"
"Yes, as it should be, but ......"
Before Du Yuanwu's words were finished, Mu Yun had already jumped off the spirit horse, helped the village chief of Yaobai Village up, and said: "The old village chief doesn't have to worry, now the offerings near Yuanhu Mountain belong to my Beixuan faction, and this seat wants to see where the bandits are so blind!"
Du Yuanwu frowned, and just wanted to speak, suddenly seven or eight strong men burst out of the barren forest, all of them were about five or six times in the forging body, all holding long knives or long swords in their hands, led by a one-eyed dragon, and cultivating in the early stage of the Washing Vein Realm.
The one-eyed dragon glanced at Mu Yun and Du Yuanwu, and then looked at the old and young people in Yaobai Village, rolled his eyes, stepped forward and said: "Two, I am Qin Leopard, the third master of Huya Village in Yuanhu Mountain, this old guy is the prisoner who escaped from our cottage, and I hope that the two of you will give me a face, and let me bring them back." ”
Qin Bao saw that the two people in front of him were monks, and their cultivation was not low, so he reported the name of the mountain first, and came to salute first and then soldier, so that the other party could retreat, but how did he know that Mu Yun was coming to Huya Village this time.
"Prisoners, I don't know how many prisoners from their village are still held in your cottage!" Mu Yun asked.
Qin Bao glared at one eye and asked back, "What do you mean by this!"
Qin Bao didn't expect the other party to be so faceless, after all, there are not too many high-level monks in Yuanhu Mountain, and Zhu Boss, the big boss of Huya Village, is the second only to the head of several sects such as Sanxingdao, and often when Huya Village is mentioned, even a monk will open his eyes and close one eye, after all, the lives of these mortals are not valuable.
"The meaning of this seat is that from today onwards, your Huya Village will be removed from Yuanhu Mountain!" Mu Yun said loudly.
When Qin Bao heard the word "this seat", his head suddenly became a little confused, after all, those who can call themselves this seat are all the leaders of the same faction without exception. He didn't dare to be too presumptuous, but asked softly, "I don't know which faction you are in charge of?"
After all, this Southern Heaven Realm is not only Yuanhu Mountain, if he offends the big man of which faction, I am afraid that he will not even know how to die, but when he heard Mu Yun say the words "Northern Xuan Sect" in his mouth, he couldn't help but show a mocking smile on his face.
The Beixuan faction naturally knew that he had just been destroyed, and there was only a bunch of small scum in the forging body realm left. Seeing that the kid in front of him is only seventeen or eighteen, it is estimated that he is one of the remaining small scumbags.
"! stinky boy, how old are you, Lao Tzu, it turns out that he is the scum of the Beixuan faction, kill him for me, and cut the old man and the little cub together by the way!" Qin Bao said.
If you want to blame, you can only blame Huya Village for its backward means of communication, only received the news that the Beixuan faction was destroyed, and did not receive the news that the three-star road was destroyed by the Beixuan faction, those thieves listened to the boss's words, and slashed towards Mu Yun and Du Yuanwu and other four people with a knife, but before they could get close, a dragon groan sounded, and only Qin Bao was left standing in place by seven or eight thieves, but the expression at this time was just different, and the big mouth opened in surprise, almost stuffing an 18CM cucumber.
Mu Yun didn't rush to kill Qin Leopard, but looked at him with a smile and said, "Who did you say was the scum just now?"
"I, I, of course it's me! Haha! This man, you haven't eaten! Then you're busy, I won't bother!"
Qin Bao stepped back as he spoke, but how could Mu Yun let him leave like this, he stomped on the ground with one foot, and a puff of dust and smoke flew up, so frightened that Qin Bao immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing like pounding garlic: "Grandpa, don't kill me, I am old and young, my mother is three years old, and my son is eight years old...... No! No, the old lady is eighty, and the son is three years old......."
Mu Yun didn't have time to listen to this, kicked him over, stepped on his chest and asked, "How far is Huya Village from here, what kind of cultivation do you have in charge?"
"Huya Village is just behind the mountain in front, and our great master cultivation is the eightfold of the Pulse Washing Realm!" Qin Leopard said bitterly.
You must know that Mu Yun's cultivation is the sevenfold Washing Pulse Realm, and the strength of this foot is several hundred catties, and it is also a loss to Qin Leopard is the eightfold cultivation of the Forging Body Realm, if it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have been trampled to death long ago. Mu Yun raised his leg and kicked it again, kicking Qin Leopard to the ground and rolling several times.
"Lead the way ahead, and if you destroy Huya Village today, it will be your first credit!" Mu Yun said coldly.
As if on the verge of amnesty, Qin Leopard got up from the ground in a panic, lowered his head and asked, "Grandpa, if I lead the way, can you spare my life?"
Mu Yun sneered and responded: "That's natural, when the time comes, I will teach you the Invincible Supreme Emperor Gong of this sect." ”
Qin Bao naturally didn't understand what the Qiankun Invincible Supreme Emperor Gong was, but as long as he could survive, even if he let him kill his mother. And at this time, Du Yuanwu, who was standing behind Mu Yun, heard this, and his face suddenly twitched, thinking of the traitor Ge Bu who was still hanging in front of the gate of the Beixuan Sect, that was a miserable one!
"How can the head have such a fetish, is it ......" Du Yuanwu suddenly tightened his belt.