Generally, in this kind of small place, you don't know each other, and when you see the other party disturbing, you can't think of killing people in broad daylight.

What's more, it's still in the temple.

In the face of the temple master's reprimand, Ding Mu ignored it at all, directly found a bench to sit on, and went to get chopsticks to pick up the meat.

"Hehe, I have a share of the seekers, I also taste it, I haven't eaten soup meat for a long time, barbecue meat all day long, and the smell of barbecue on my body. ”

"Who are you? Come in and eat, don't you see that this is the Temple of Light, where did you come from, get out of here!"

This is a Temple Guard of the Body Refining Realm, who saw Ding Mu coming in and wanted to kick him away.

A kick in the Body Refining Realm, for Ding Mu, is to do it with all his strength, and it will not hurt much.

However, Ding Mu would not let him really kick it, he only stretched out his palm and cut it down casually.

"Click!"

The sound of bones shattering came out, and the man collapsed to the ground, beginning to convulse and wail.

At this moment, the other three people on the scene were directly blinded, and even the squire coughed violently, but it turned out to be a piece of beef stuck in his throat.

The temple master was the first to react, got up and took a few steps back, went to the wall, and pulled out his long sword, but where could Ding Mu let him get his wish, his body flickered, he had reached his body, and he cut it with a palm, and the temple master had gold stars in his eyes, but his shoulder blades had been shattered.

The arm was abolished, where could he still draw the sword, and another temple guard saw that the momentum was wrong, so he lost the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and pulled out his leg to escape.

Ding Mu calculated the position accurately, kicked out, hit the person's knee, and there was another "click".

The three of them all rolled to the ground and began to wail, Ding Mu returned to his seat, picked up chopsticks again, took a bowl by the way, and began to eat beef.

"Mmmm, it tastes good, and you'll enjoy it too. ”

The squire was directly frightened, and Ding Mu motioned for him to sit down.

"Sit down and eat, sit down, what are you afraid of, I won't eat you. ”

"Great, hero, spare your life!"

The squire trembled.

Ding Mu said: "It's okay, sit down and eat, did you see that painting? That's my brother, he chased my brother around the Temple of Light, I came to find a place for my brother, it has nothing to do with others." ”

"Oh, by the way, I'll take the lives of these three people later, you can help me do something. ”

"Please, Hero. ”

"It's not a big deal, you can go to the county and inform the people of the Temple of Light. ”

Without Ding Mu's orders, this squire would have done the same.

After the small half pillar of incense, Ding Mu finished eating, and what made the squire dumbfounded was that Ding Mu directly took down a sword from the wall, brushed it, and went down with three swords, no matter how the other party begged for mercy, the left and right sides were sealed with a sword.

After finishing the work, I saw that there was no one running in the temple for a long time. Ding Mu didn't dare to stay longer, so when he left this temple, he continued to go down.

"I'll never die with the Temple of Light in the future!

In the Dajin Dynasty, no one dared to provoke the Sect of Light, even the imperial court should be jealous, but Ding Mu was as he said, barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes.

"Bright! hey, hey, bright!"

In one day, the three temples were washed in blood, although there were only three people each, and the highest temple master was only the third layer of martial arts, but this was a blow to the face of the temples of light everywhere.

In the Temple of Bright Light in Penglai County, the Messenger of Light shouted violently, went down with a sword, and the long table of thousands of years of sunken wood in the back hall was torn apart in response, and the old temple owner trembled.

"Lord Messenger, that Zhao Yun is a madman, he had a base before, and he had some concerns, but now I am afraid that there is no more connection, I have to find this person and kill him. ”

"This person is simply mad, he actually offended my Light God Sect, and he will die! However, this envoy only brought five disciples here, although they all have the fourth-layer realm of martial arts, but there are more than a hundred temples in Penglai County, how can they guard them?"

Although the apologetic disciples are in the same realm as the old temple master, they are all young and have a future, and their status is very different from that of the old temple master.

The old temple master's face sank and said: "Lord Messenger, you can separate several senior brothers, and each of them guards a temple, then if Zhao Yun comes again and hits his hand, he can be killed, if he is lucky and does not hit it, then continue to wait!"

The messenger was stunned for a moment, and then understood.

"Okay!

Although the owner of this old temple is old, he is ruthless, and he actually gave up some temples directly, with the intention of letting them be killed.

The two were talking, and suddenly, a baby cry broke the peace.

With this cry, the faces of the two immediately softened.

At this time, a woman entered with a baby in her arms, and the old temple owner changed her kind face and said: "Take good care of it, don't catch a cold, this winter, if you are not careful, there will be problems, and when you get there, the messenger is not easy to explain." ”

It turned out that this woman and the child were the same baby that Ding Mu saw that time to descend the grace of God.

If a baby is infant, if it rains down on God, it is a big deal. At the very least, they are all gods, and they are potential people in the eyes of God.

At this time, the status of this baby, once he returns to the rudder of the Donglai County Divine Sect, it will have a higher status than this messenger. The main purpose of this envoy's coming this time was to pick up the baby, otherwise he would have brought five disciples with him.

However, he said that Ding Mu killed more than a dozen people in the Temple of Light in one day, and he felt a little demonic.

After getting some food, he entered Shili Mountain as usual at night, and he didn't dare to stay in a crowded place.

The cool breeze of winter, slightly blowing over the hills, makes people's minds more sober.

"After today's killing, there will definitely be some action on the temple side, and I don't know what measures they will take. ”

"But it's okay, I'm dressed up tomorrow, and no one can see it, hehe!"

As he spoke, Ding Mu couldn't help laughing.

It turned out that after Ding Mu killed people today, he even went to a town to buy a set of women's clothes and some other feminine products.

Tomorrow, he plans to disguise himself as a woman, and he will appear in the Temple of Light with a swagger, and no one will pay attention to it.

The next day, after a night of sleeping, Ding Mu set off again.

About 1.7 meters tall, not tall, not fat, wearing women's clothes, the only drawback is that this woman looks a little poorly developed.

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This is a plain, in the western part of Penglai County. The plain is not big, but there are thousands of acres of fertile land, which is also the foundation of the entire Penglai County's agriculture.

Unlike the salt pans in the eastern coastal townships, the temples here are dominated by the temples of light and agriculture.

The farmer who farms the land naturally believes in the goddess of agriculture.

The goddess of agriculture is said to be a gentle deity who descended on the divine grace and brushed the plains with a gentle embrace.

Ding Mu saw a small temple from afar, it was not luxurious, and the peasants even set up benches in front of the small temple when they were resting, and when they were tired, they would come to the temple to find some water to drink.

"This is an agricultural temple, the power is very small, in the territory of Dajin, it is not the mainstream, but the gods can't be underestimated, let's take a detour. ”

If people don't offend me, I don't offend anyone.

If anyone sins against me, I am angry.

Ding Mu was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

Not far away is the center of the township, but today is the day of the market, and many people come to worship the god of light.

Of course, this is the relatively strong and well-publicized Temple of Light, and with the title of the king of the gods, the incense is very prosperous.

There are people coming and going in the market, and Ding Mu, a stranger, is naturally inconspicuous.

Looking at the location of the temple from a distance, it is not far from the market, only half a mile, and people come and go.

At this time, there were thirty or forty people worshipping in this temple, one of the temple guards was emitting incense, and the other was lighting candles and distributing futons.

The temple owner is guarding the merit box, and many people throw money into it, one by one, copper plates, which can add up to a lot. But in addition to handing in some, most of these go into their own pockets.

No matter where it is, there is greed for ink, as long as it is allowed by the gods.

But the gods don't care about this, and he can't care about it, the gods don't want this.

Originally, news came out yesterday, saying that three temple owners had died, and people were panicking, but this temple owner couldn't see the nervousness on his face.

With a guardian disciple sent by the county secretly sitting in town, the temple master was not only not panicked, but a little excited.

Ding Mu came in, took three sticks of incense, followed the crowd, lit it at the incense burner, sang a few words skillfully, then inserted the incense, and returned to the crowd of worshippers.

At this moment, a trace of white mist surrounded it, falling from the top of its head, and no one could see it.

However, Ding Mu's attention was not here, and the rest of the light was already observing.

"Three people, this is the standard configuration of the small temple!"

"No, it's impossible for the Illuminati to have a countermeasure, right?"

Ding Mu planned to observe more.

Calm down, absorb the power, and then talk.

After a while, the third progress bar reached six percent, which was already the limit of daily absorption.

At this moment, a young man walked out from the right side of the temple, this person's eyes were a little arrogant, he glanced at the audience, Ding Mu lowered his head, the man stayed on his body for half a breath, and then stopped paying attention.

"This person is at least the fourth level of martial arts!"

"But compared to Uncle Fu, the breath is different, there should be no unblocked acupoints, and there is no cohesion realm!"

Ding Mu analyzed, and a bold plan appeared in the bottom of his heart.

Subsequently, Ding Mu's heart sank, and a plan slowly emerged from the bottom of his heart.