In Heze, a land where clouds and fog are shrouded, and only after the rain can you get a glimpse of the sunshine all year round, most of the place names of the villages are named after the word "yang", which expresses the desire of the barbarian people for sunshine, and also hopes to use the yin qi of the town of "yang" word town.

Suyang Village is located in the north of the southwest basin of Heze, and is famous for its sweet corn abundance.

This is a piece of stockade built on a mountainside as high as more than 30 zhang, dozens of wooden two-story buildings are surrounded by a ring of wooden fences with high platforms, the pointed roofs are coated with tung oil, and the tall pines linger around the stockade. At the foot of the mountain is a small river flowing through the foothills, and the three huge waterwheels on it rotate and "coo" in the night, and the sound of the golden rice at the back of the hill blowing in the breeze composes a pastoral harvest song.

"What a paradise!" Ah Da squinted slightly and stood on the wooden platform above the fence, looking at the ripe rice to be cut up and down the mountain, and his heart was already longing for the fragrant white rice.

Ah Da leaned against the railing of the high platform and closed his eyes, yes he was reminiscing. Born and raised in Wuze, Ah Da has always thought that he only has memories and no memories, memories are all good things to recall, and before coming to Suyang Village, it is difficult for Ah Da to find any good things to reminisce about in his more than 20 years of years, if he still remembers when he lies in his mother's arms and feeds.

"Wuze, that's hell!" Looking at the rice below that is enough for the whole village to eat for a year and still have a surplus, Ah Da remembered the kind of fashionable and bloody words he lived in Wuze, which was a primitive savage-like life, so many barbarians were willing to leave the mountains and come to Heze, a land that was often disturbed by sword cultivation, just to make himself live more like a person, even if it was only for a few years or months.

So Ah Da knew that the so-called memories are to think of those bad days when you are having a good time, so that you can cherish the hard-won present even more.

A gust of cold wind hit, so that Ah Da shuddered, he opened his eyes and looked back, what he saw was a sword light that flew in, he covered his bloody throat in fear, and opened his eyes wide to see where the sword cultivator was hidden at the end of his life, but the rice swaying in the wind below could not see anything, and on a few hills farther away, there were dense groups of sword cultivators wearing high-necked sword robes.

His pupils began to contract..."Sword Cultivation!"

Blood and sound burst out of Ah Da's open mouth, and Ah Da tumbled into the rice field from the high platform, and at the moment of dissipation of consciousness, he grabbed a handful of golden rice and held it to his chest, and then he fell into a long dream, he dreamed that he had returned to Mengze with two bags of white corn on his back, and he saw his skinny sister who was gnawing tree bark and eating lichen and running to him with joy, but the bright and kind eyes on her withered face never faded.

The dead Da still stared at the stockade above, where his dream began... Can he still see the figures of more than thirty sword cultivators flying up from the rice fields where they are hiding towards the stockade, can he still see the cranes flying up in the stockade and the eagles and doves in an emergency? and the inaccurate flames that the sword witch unleashed in a panic... Finally, the flames ignited the rice beside him and burned along with his corpse.

Here, it's Heze.

It's a place where you shouldn't have any dreams.

There is only blood and fire, and the hatred and hatred that have been intertwined for a hundred years!

This is the tenth day of Yunchen's second entry into Heze, from the northeast of the basin to the north of this road they walked for a full six days, the attack of the sword witch gradually decreased with the sparseness of the village, the reason for their slowdown is because the village in the north is to make a living from farming, and there are no yuan beasts or elixirs around, it is difficult for the sword cultivator to get the items that can be exchanged for contribution value here, so there are few sword cultivators to come here, and there is no road, along the way they are between the dense thorny hills, or the waterhole and mud pool by splitting the forest to open the way。

At this moment, Yunchen was standing on a hill two miles away from Suyang Village, looking at the flames and black smoke billowing from Suyang Village, looking still. The package of him and Nishang and others behind him had already been picked up by Hong Er and his party when he set off the day after he revealed his "bee killing" stunt. After coming here, because of the strength of the village, the patrol strength of the sword witches has been greatly weakened, and they are day and night, and now they have come to attack the sword witches.

Luo Guan fully demonstrated the background of the chief disciple of the Extreme Sect, in the first battle, he no longer commanded all the sword cultivators to rush up, but did his best to do more than thirty elite sword cultivators, first use the cover of night to lurk in the rice fields under Suyang Village, and wait until the next day, after the sword cultivators of the brigade arrived around, they suddenly attacked the village.

There are less than 30 sword witches who can cast spells in Suyang Village, and most of them are sword cultivators in the realm of mages, and when the 300 sword cultivators who rushed to reinforce entered Suyang Village, more than 300 people in Suyang Village have been slaughtered, leaving only a piece of village and that piece of ripe rice to be harvested.

"Why do you want to do this? The village is full of helpless villagers!" Nishang couldn't bear to see this miserable situation, tilted her head and bit her lip.

"To survive is to kill others to keep yourself alive. Yunchen couldn't answer, if there was only one choice, he would choose to start from here without hesitation, but it was not the only choice for him, it was the only choice for Luo Guan.

The sound of the sword cultivators cheering came from the distant stockade, because they had created a miracle and captured a stockade with zero casualties, which was unique since the Kaiyang Pass suppressed witches! This deed will definitely be recorded in the history of Kaiyang Pass by the three major divine sects, and the sword cultivators who later suppressed witches were blinded under the guise of whipping encouragement.

Luo Guan stood up and landed on the highest wooden platform in Suyang Village, and he waved his arm vigorously at the sword cultivators of the brigade who were still waiting on the periphery, signaling that they could come in to see his exploits in the first battle.

"Okay, is it?" Hongxing saw that all the sword cultivators were running towards Suyang Village, leaving only their team of more than twenty people, anxiously urging Yunxiu, who was carving a piece of wood with a small knife.

What Hongxing wants to carve is a wooden fish, although Yunxiu has never seen a wooden fish when she has grown so big, but after Hongxing compared, the wooden fish she carved out with ingenuity is also decent.

"Senior Brother Hongxing, why did you suddenly want to knock on the wooden fish?" Seeing Hongxing put away the wooden fish and ran to the village with Hong Er and the others, along the way, he only saw Hongxing eating meat and drinking wine, and almost forgot that Hongxing was still a monk.

"Because he needs a mask of compassion to do dirty things!" Yunchen pulled Ni Shang to follow, all the way, he was like this, carrying the Juyuan Pagoda consistently at the end, Ni Shang seemed to have forgotten that Hongxing was a monk, and had gradually forgotten that when Yun Chen led them to Moyang Village, he always walked in the forefront.

Luo Guan led the eldest grandson Yuanhuang Pu Zhen Wuya and others, standing in front of the gate of Suyang Village, accepting the congratulations of every sword cultivator who entered the village, no matter how significant it was to capture this village, after all, the victory in the first battle greatly boosted morale.

"Congratulations!" Yunchen, who was belatedly late, hugged his fists.

Luo Guan and the others, who had been waiting at the door and finally waited for Yunchen's "congratulations" voice, laughed, Luo Guan pulled Yunchen to the village and scolded with a smile: "Congratulations, it's just a show, don't come to shabby me." ”

"I thought you wanted to hear me say congratulations to you. Yunchen mercilessly pierced Luo Guan's little vanity of care.

"Congratulations!" Huang Pu Jin walked up to Huang Pu Zhen and Huang Pu Zhi, the two chief disciples of the Nanli Sect, and said with an unnatural expression of fist clenching.

In fact, Huangpu Zhen Huangpu Zhi has been looking for an opportunity to meet Huang Pujin alone, and now he has finally met, with the Yu Wei who has just won, Huang Pu Zhen shouted and asked: "Huang Pujin, you secretly took away some of my Nanli Sect disciples to follow others, what do you mean, you explain it to me clearly today!"

Facing the imposing questioning of the two fellow senior brothers, Huang Pujin looked quite calm, "I didn't do anything wrong in this matter, you can wait until you return to the sect and tell the sect leader to be handed over to the sect master!"

"Your mouth is still hard, dare to raise the palm to pressure us, you don't want to think about whose master the master is, let me tell you, you are lying to confuse the people to split my Nanli sect and come to Kaiyang Pass, this matter can be handled by the two brothers today in our two brothers. Huang Puzhi said "Qiang" and drew his sword in his hand.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liudao Yunxiu Yunxue Nishang drew their swords one after another to protect Huang Pujin's side, and the eldest grandson Yuan and others on the opposite side also drew their swords, and the atmosphere between the two sides that had been grudging for a long time was instantly tense.

At this moment, a crisp and pleasant sound of the sword made the two sides look terrified, and Yunchen, who had already entered the village, had come out to stand by the door at some point, did not speak, but gently flicked the scabbard.

"You want to fight, right? Okay, I will personally preside over the fight for you fairly, Yunchen and the seven of them, the eldest grandson Yuan Huangpu Zhen, you also choose seven people to come out and fight with them, right now, the loser will get out of here, so as not to block me every day in the future!" Luo Guan walked out of the airway again.

Luo Guan's words were absolutely fair and impartial, but such a 'fair' test leader Sun Yuan Huangpu Zhen was stunned and didn't dare to take it, not to mention that there were six champions of this new science sword in the opponent's formation, just Hongxing and Yunchen fought against them, under Hongxing's long-distance and large-scale "Demon Punishment" group, in front of Yunchen's desperate thirty-six sword qi that moved accurately, it was enough to make them defeated.

In fact, Changsun Yuan and the others thought too much about themselves, Yunchen's idea was that if they really wanted to fight, Ni Shang's singing and Hongxing's punishment would make them lose face....

An infighting disappeared again, but who can guarantee that this is not a hidden danger, so Yunchen always walks at the end of the line, and he wants to avoid someone giving him a sword behind his back as much as possible.

Groups of sword cultivators flocked to the wooden attics, looking for things they were destined to find, Hong Er gathered a group of registered disciples who had been healed by Ni Shang, and carried more than 300 corpses to a corner in the southwest of the stockade..."Knock knock..."The village suddenly remembered the auspicious and gentle sound of wooden fish, and under the lingering sound of the Buddha, the "peeling" sound of the firelight and the "boom" of the sword cultivators turning over the boxes and cabinets also became much softer.

Hongxing sat in front of the pile of corpses, and squeezed out a little mercy on his evil man-like face, knocking on the wooden fish calmly like a monk, no one came to question his style, the monk, what he eats is the rice that knocks on the wooden fish and recites the scriptures, whether it is the enemy or his own people.

Nishang ran over to look at Hongxing, who had a solemn and dignified face, and immediately smiled and bent over, and when she got up, she shed tears again....she is really kind, and Hongxing is fake compassion... When all the corpses were collected here, more than thirty sword witches were placed in front of Hongxing, and Hongxing explained to Hong Er like this, "Amitabha, the resentment on the sword witch is too heavy, and I need to be close to it. ”

Naturally, no one ran to this corner to see how a monk could overtake the corpse, so Hongxing rolled his eyes while knocking on the wooden fish, and then groped around with the sword witch, pocketing the rune paper that the sword cultivators would not accept at all....

Perfect disguise.

Eventually, the entire village, along with the corpse of the Sword Witch and the ripe rice in the surrounding fertile fields, was burned to the ground.

The sword cultivators had already withdrawn from the stockade and hid in the hills and dense forests from the new, heading towards their next target.

Whole** In October, the village in the north of the southwest basin of Heze was full of wolf smoke, Luo Guan led a group of sword cultivators, with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, back and forth hundreds of miles back and forth in one fell swoop to destroy all the thirteen villages on the north flank of Hunyang Village, during this period, there was no shortage of small villages such as Suyang Village with only two or three hundred people after getting the warning, not waiting for the sword cultivators to arrive, they had already left empty in the village to look at the wind and escape, and the larger village was less than a thousand, of which the sword witch was less than 100 people, and two or three cranes could not pose too much threat to the sword cultivators, and the sword witch in the village also sent away the mountain people early after getting the warningIn the face of the strong attack of the sword cultivators, after barely resisting for a while by relying on the inadequately protected magic circles outside the village, he rode the civet wolf into the mountains and forests, and used his familiarity with the terrain to fight guerrilla attacks with the sword cultivators.

Hunyang Village, the first village of Heze, sent a team of more than twenty optimus cranes to carry the sword witch to support, but this is different from the relatively gentle and cheerful swamp wetlands or mountain forests and swamps in the northwest of Heze, and there are high mountains and dense forest basin edges everywhere, giving the sword cultivators enough conditions to dodge and counterattack, more than 20 optimus cranes have been chasing for a month, and the sword cultivators have taken advantage of the difference in the terrain to lure them to shoot down ten together, and the rest can only return in vain.

Casualties were inevitable, but they were all within Luo Guan's bearing, and more importantly, as their momentum grew, more and more sword cultivators came to support and join, and the number of sword cultivators in the entire team had exceeded two thousand after conquering the last village in the north.

It's just that the harvest is really pitiful, such a stockade, when the sword witch retreated, had already taken away all the items that could be exchanged for contribution points for sword cultivation, and the Divine Sect would only symbolize the reward of fifty contribution points, which was not enough for the cost of the Wuyun Pill Antidote Pill that Ni Shang sang.

Luo Guan fully demonstrated his excellent leadership ability and charm, and managed the more than 2,000 people, the mixed team of sword cultivation, scattered cultivation, and hidden cultivation of various sects in an orderly manner, at least for now, it looks good.

During the three months that he was transferred to fight here, Yunchen did not pull out his sword once except for the slight appearance when killing bees, and in three months, using the effect of the superposition of Juyuan Pagoda and Peiyuan Dan, Yunchen had successfully condensed three drops of Yuan Force, almost one drop of Yuan Force per month, such a speed made the Six Dao Hongxing, who were the Sword Sect, feel incredible, if they knew that Yunchen was using ten drops of Yuan Qi to condense one drop of Yuan Force, they didn't know how to feel.

At this rate, Yunchen will be able to cultivate to the fifteenth level of the Ice Silence Heart Method in another year, and it is time to merge the sword soul, these Yunchen have not thought about it for the time being, the most important thing is that every extra drop of Yuan Force will be an extra life-saving capital for him, and thirteen drops of Yuan Force will mean that he can perform six complete Allure Cities.

The biggest harvest is Hongxing, after this monk came here, he changed his true nature of going to the mountains to catch rabbits and snakes and eat meat, but whenever there is a battle, he leads a wooden fish to run for the transcendence of the dead sword witch, and under his perseverance and tireless persistence, now the rune paper in the package behind him has reached more than 4,000 pieces, even if there is no hope of exchanging it into contribution value after trading with the sword witch... Hong Er and his party of fourteen people still followed Yunchen around, going back and forth to Kaiyang Pass many times to help Yunchen and others transport supplies. Although except for the poisonous naan of Chiwei Peak, they had no income after a small harvest, and it was even better to set up a stall in Kaiyang Pass, but no one had any objections to this, because Yunchen didn't have the same harvest?

Time has silently entered the early winter, when the snowflakes have fallen on Yuncheng Mountain for two months, the temperature in Heze has dropped slightly, from the still dark brown and dark green mountain forest canopy you can not see any traces of winter gloom, only the yellow thorns under the feet, can make people think of winter.

Liudao was staring at the red thread on his right arm again, and the raging fire of the burned stockade in the distance diffracted on his face, sad and melancholy, making it difficult to imagine what a cheerful and honest man he used to be.

Da Ling'er finally woke up and found Ni Shang's side all the way, but Ni Shang began to sleep again, Ni Shang finally understood why Yun Jing often took a nap by Yun Chen's side, staying in this man who would be silent all the time if you didn't ask, and anyone who talked to himself would feel tired and bored, so in the treatment of the injured, Ni Shang was left to lie down next to Yun Chen and sleep.

In the light of the fire of the last stockade, Hongxing led Yunxiu Yunxue Emperor Pu Jin, who was covering him, to Yunchen's side, and routinely threw the wooden fish in his hand to Hong Er, who was waiting on the side, rubbed the sour arm of the wooden fish, frowned and said: "Things are a little wrong, although they are fighting with great momentum, but the total number of sword witches killed in the thirteen stockades is not three hundred!"

How many people were killed, how many of them were sword witches, naturally no one knew better than Hongxing who was overpowering the corpse, in fact, before they attacked the last stockade in the north, even the attacks of those fleeing sword witches were less, Luo Guan also said that all the sword witches were concentrated in the last stockade, but this was not the case.

Yunchen woke up from his cultivation, and with an intriguing smile, he flicked the scabbard on his waist lightly, "Are you ready? I mean, we always walk at the end of the line and go to the front of the line again?"

(To be continued)