The post station was attacked by evil cultivators for the second time, and the Qianyun Sect encountered a problem this time.

If the post station is closed, all the disciples of the outer sect will be withdrawn.

Not only did that sect lose a large amount of income, but the exchanges between cultivators in the Cloud Sleeve Continent would be greatly affected.

However, if the post station is not closed and the disciples of the outer sect are withdrawn, the post station is still at risk of being attacked.

Obviously, the evil cultivators are very bold.

It doesn't matter if you are a big sect or not, how many masters there are in the sect, as long as you find a target that can be gnawed, he will dare to kill all the people.

Mingkong Aoqing urgently summoned the elders to discuss, and finally decided to do his best to ensure the normal operation of the post station and ensure that the Tianzhou continued to operate.

In order to do this, the Qianyun Sect spent a large amount of Heaven and Earth Crystals to purchase a large number of fire and thunder bullets and rain flutes from the Ink Shadow Valley and Qianqi Silver Castle of the Ten Great Sects.

These two things can be used even if they are lowly cultivated, and as long as there are a large number of them, the powerhouses of the God Realm have to avoid their edges.

Therefore, fire and thunder bullets and rain flutes are especially suitable for the disciples of foreign sects, which can enhance the self-protection ability of the post station.

This batch of things was distributed to each post station as quickly as possible, and each outer sect disciple received a bag of fire and thunder bullets, as well as three rain whistles.

Of course, the rain whistle launches the Qi Jin Pill and needs to be filled with a filler made of special materials in advance, which is used to being called rain powder by the people of Qianqi Silver Castle.

The Qianyun Sect also bought a lot of rain powder and distributed it with the rain flutes.

When he paid the money, Elder Ming Chengxi was distressed, he had always watched the Qianyun Sect collect money, how could there be a day when he would take money out.

But the situation is compelling, and this money can't be spent without it.

After the fire and thunder bullets and rain flutes were distributed to the various stations, there were no more attacks on the stations for a whole month, and it seemed that the evil cultivators had given up on this difficult bone.

A remote and quiet mountain village in the Cloud Sleeve Continent, at this moment, the mountain village has lost its former peace and has become a purgatory immersed in the sea of corpses and blood.

Four cultivators came here, and without saying a word, they began to kill on a large scale, whether they were men, women, children, chickens, ducks, cows, sheep, or a single living thing.

Red blood water flowed down the dirt road of the mountain village, soaking the stream at the foot of the mountain.

The fishy wind blew into the sky, and crows and eagles circled among the treetops, ready to share in the bloody feast.

The four cultivators took out their stools from the grass hut and sat in the open space of the mountain village.

Three of them frowned, their faces slightly pale, as if the frenzied killing had made them a little uncomfortable.

One of them turned his head and asked, "Boss, what are we waiting for and what are we going to do?"

This is already the fourth village we have slaughtered, and you hired the three of us just to kill ordinary people to vent, right?"

The other swallowed hard and echoed, "Yes, what's the difference between killing ordinary people like this and being mad.

Although we were born as bandits, we cannot lose our conscience. ”

The person they called the boss was naturally Lin Zou, and the three cultivators with ugly faces were the bandits that Lin Zou had hired with money.

"There's a reason why I'm doing this, you don't have to ask, you'll find out when the time comes. ”

Lin Zou didn't answer the questions of the three thieves, in fact, he himself was puzzled and puzzled.

Before leaving, Mo Junrong told him that if he wanted to find and contact the evil cultivator, he had to rush to the area where the trace of the evil cultivator appeared.

When Lin Zou heard that a Qianyun Sect post had been attacked, he hurried over with three bandits, and then looked for a relatively remote village nearby.

Mo Junrong told him that the next step was to massacre one village after another, and in this way lure evil cultivators out.

Lin Zou didn't know the reason, but he still believed Mo Junrong's words, so he did so.

Now that the fourth village had been slaughtered, he began to feel uneasy. A month has passed, and the evil eradication teams formed by the three major sects have also set off.

The post stations in this area have been attacked, the village has been destroyed, and it is only a matter of time before the evil team finds it, perhaps the day after tomorrow.

If the method Mo Junrong said didn't work and couldn't lead to evil cultivators, then when the evil extermination team came, wouldn't he be killed as an evil cultivator.

For this reason, Lin Zou was very anxious, and began to think about leaving the thief here as a scapegoat, preparing to slip away first.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind a thatched house, Lin Zou was startled, took out his dagger and threw it immediately.

Jingle, the dagger slammed into the hard carapace and fell to the ground with sparks.

Only then did Lin Zou see clearly that the thing that made the sound of footsteps was actually a turtle, a giant turtle as big as a waist-high bed.

The giant tortoise's eyes were blood-red, and it slowly approached the four of them.

The bandits also stood up, looking at the big turtle with a puzzled face, Si Hong, who slaughtered the village just now, obviously hadn't seen this thing.

Just when they were at a loss, another person stepped out from behind the hut and slowly leaned against the giant tortoise.

It was a well-dressed young man dressed in a silk satin robe decorated with a large number of animal skins.

His gaze swept over Lin Zou and the three bandits, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He said, "Are you working against me by wasting materials like this?"

Materials? Lin Zou was stunned for a moment, how could there be any materials.

But he soon realized that the materials in the young man's mouth should only be the villagers and livestock that had been killed.

Only evil cultivators will regard living creatures as materials, because evil cultivators cultivate by killing.

The identity of the young man in front of him was self-evident, and he must be the evil cultivator he was anxious to find.

Thinking of this, Lin Zou hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted, explaining: "We have no intention of going against you, and it is an evil cultivator to dare to ask Your Excellency." ”

"What do you say?"

Seeing that the young man did not answer positively, Lin Zou knew that he had acquiesced to his identity as an evil cultivator, so he separated the three thieves and asked the three of them to go to the entrance of the village to control the wind.

After the thieves left, Lin Zou saluted again and said, "Your Excellency Evil Cultivator, I have been looking for you, and now I have got what I wanted, and God has really treated me well."

Your Excellency, I can't hide it, when I heard that the evil cultivator was born, I knew that the powerhouse who caused a sensation in the Cloud Sleeve Continent would come back between heaven and earth.

When I saw it today, it was really extraordinary......"

The young man didn't want to listen to Lin Zou's sycophancy, so he asked directly: "Tell me your purpose, what are you looking for me?"

Seeing that the evil cultivator spoke directly, Lin Zou knew that continuing to say flattering words would only cause disgust.

So he replied, "Your Excellency, I actually want to become an evil cultivator too.

The power of the evil cultivator thousands of years ago was able to shake the entire Cloud Sleeve Continent, proving that the cultivation method of the evil cultivator was stronger than the cultivation method of any sect today.

People go to high places, since there is a cultivation method that is best in the world, why should I learn those inferior and garbage things. ”

When the evil cultivator heard Lin Zou's answer, he fell silent again with his hands behind his back, as if he was pondering how true and how false Lin Zou's words were.