It is indeed a good thing, no wonder it is worth a thousand taels of gold, but this good thing has an extraordinary effect on low-level strength, and in Zhang Zhongjun's current state, it has become average. ．?ｒ?ａ?ｎ?? ｅ?ｎ?ａ`ｃ?ｏ?ｍ?

Therefore, don't look at Zhang Zhongjun eating one as if his whole body is so full that it is about to explode, in fact, this is just to make his dantian swell, far from the possibility of explosion, and naturally he will not be able to impact the middle position.

Zhang Zhongjun did not hesitate, and once again crushed the shell and ate it into his stomach. Then you feel the vigorous vitality in your body again.

Zhang Zhongjun ate 5 in a row and finally rushed to the middle section, and then ate the remaining more than 10, and was very lucky to rush to the position of the high section.

Touching his arms, there were only two left, Zhang Zhongjun got up and moved his hands and feet, and checked his body with some doubts.

To be honest, since Zhang Zhongjun began to improve his strength rapidly, he was a little confused about the division of strength levels in this world.

How can I say it, although the distinction between 、、、、 and other realms is very huge, and each realm has unusual cultivation procedures and cultivation requirements.

But in general, it is similar to the Imperial World, after being full of vitality and having the cultivation techniques of the next realm, then it will naturally be able to improve and break through.

But Zhang Zhongjun always felt a little weird, a kind of weirdness that he couldn't say, but he vaguely felt. How to put it, it's like both the body and the soul are fixed in a frame, and then the more vitality is added, the more open this fixed and limited framework becomes. But no matter how open it is, in the end, it can be found that the general framework is limited here, and there is no way to break through the framework structure to lead the way.

However, Zhang Zhongjun only regarded this strange feeling as an illusion that he had mixed with in the imperial world, and he didn't see the cultivators of the Great Chen Dynasty crookedly, naturally because he had experience in another world, so he was a little confused, after all, he was just a high-level, if you really want to feel it, you can also get the peak.

So Zhang Zhongjun directly threw these aside, carried his war knife, and ran back to the road in a hurry.

This road is very spacious, it is a provincial highway connecting other prefectures, looking at the sturdiness and spaciousness of this road and the lush trees on both sides, it is obviously much better than the provincial road of Heyuan Province, and it can be compared with the national highway of Heyuan Province. But it's normal to think about it, who made Magong Town, which is called a town, is actually a city, and the economy and trade can even be compared to Guangnan Fucheng.

It's just that this road, which used to be extremely prosperous, is now so empty that you can't see a single figure at the end of the sky, let alone any wagons and carriages.

Zhang Zhongjun, who was galloping on this empty avenue, couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "Damn, I don't know what those bureaucrats think, if you throw the land of Sanfu to the White Lotus Sect and let them wreak havoc, wouldn't it be better to keep it stable and make more money than after you exterminate the White Lotus Sect?"

"Look at the economy of the three provinces that has stopped at all, if the loss of the White Lotus Sect is 100, the benefit of killing the White Lotus Sect is probably 10, and such a loss is more than they are willing to do. ”

"But just think about it, those 100 are from the world, and those 10 are those bureaucrats, but I also want to understand why they connived at the White Lotus Sect to rebel. Thinking of this, Zhang Zhongjun sighed helplessly, in the final analysis, no matter how much you lose, it is not your own, and no matter how little you earn, it is also your own difference!

In this case, in order to earn 1, it doesn't matter if you lose 100 in the world.

Zhang Zhongjun, who was thinking about this, suddenly stopped, twisted his body and ran towards the path on the left, and soon came to a village.

This village, which is quite large, gives people a sense of silence and coldness, Zhang Zhongjun opened his golden finger and checked around the village from a distance, and there was no qi cloud in it, so he walked in to check.

The buildings in the village are all intact, the gate is open, the furniture inside is all available, even the oil and salt, sauce and vinegar, grain, firewood, kitchen utensils and chopsticks are all intact, the only thing missing is to be angry, not to mention people, chickens and dogs have nothing, and even make people a little hairy, not even a mouse is left!

Of course, when Zhang Zhongjun deliberately selected a few large families that were rich at a glance, all the good things were gone, and even the ground in some backyards and inner halls was dug up, and the hidden silver coins were all dug up.

"Damn! This is an organized looting! And he's meowing and, as long as it's light and valuable, but it's strange how all the creatures have been swept away? Not to mention the chickens, ducks, cows, sheep, horses, and other livestock, there is not a single cat, dog, or mouse left, then it's too strange. Zhang Zhongjun touched his chin and muttered as he walked around the village.

Except for a group of corpses left in the entire village, there was no trace of fighting in other places, as if everyone had suddenly run away from home.

However, after examining the body, Zhang Zhongjun frowned again.

Qing Zhuang and some well-dressed middle-aged and old people were all killed, and all of them were killed after fighting. This can be understood, Qingzhuang is the guard of the village, and the middle-aged and old people who are gorgeously dressed should be the bosses in the village. The White Lotus Sect invaded the village, of course, to kill them.

But what Zhang Zhongjun couldn't understand was that there were still a large number of young children's corpses among the corpses. The youngest was only born, and the oldest was only five or six years old, and all of them were strangled to death with great force.

Seeing these corpses of young children with their necks crooked to the side and their eyes full of frightened looks, Zhang Zhongjun shouted: "He's meowing, no wonder it's called a cult, and children don't let it go!

Gritting his teeth for a while, Zhang Zhongjun took a few steps back, and a volley was punched, and the flaming fist immediately hit these corpses, and then the raging flames crackled and burned.

Zhang Zhongjun didn't pay attention to whether he had gained merit by burning the corpse, and he was running on the road in a rage. The villages on both sides of the road were the same as the first time he entered, the buildings were intact, the valuables were gone, all life was gone, and Zhang Zhongjun was increasingly angry that children under the age of five or six in each village were strangled to death, without exception.

When he could already see a town from a distance, there was a strong smell of blood in the air, but the strange thing was that the sound of fighting was not loud, but the crowd of people besieging the town was so dense that Zhang Zhongjun couldn't help but be startled.