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Not far from his feet, a woman was sobbing on her husband's mutilated corpse, when she quietly stopped crying, raised her head, her eyes were blood-red, and her mouth murmured, she took the firewood knife from her husband's belt, and rushed towards the white cloud kite with a wave.

And several big men who had just been pushed away by him also pounced on him again.

A little farther ahead, a few villagers who were controlled by the devil's breath suddenly burst out, grabbed the old and weak women and children who were crying and screaming, raised their hands and feet, put them in the air, and tore them in different directions, looking to tear them into several pieces!

Behind Bai Yunzheng, the woman slashed with a knife, beside him, the big men pounced on him in groups, and not far in front of him, the captured villagers were crying in horror.

The village chief stood aside, stunned and motionless.

Seeing this hellish scene, Bai Yunzheng sighed lightly, closed his eyes, raised his sword to the sky, and at the same time urged the true qi in his body, only to see a dazzling blue light straight up to the nine heavens, the chill of the sword body suddenly rose, and the temperature in the body dropped sharply, and a thin layer of ice floated slightly on the blood that was still flowing on the ground.

In less than a blink of an eye, the blue light fell straight from the nine heavens, and everyone heard the "hiss" sound in all directions, only to see many palm-sized snowflakes falling one after another, seemingly falling gently, but in an instant, they all shot into the bodies of the crazy villagers.

This "snow" seems to be very sharper than a steel knife, passing through the body, and seeing blood seal the throat!

The villagers who were pulling the old and weak and intended to share the food fell one after another, blood and flesh mixed, dyeing the villagers into a pile of bloody people and hugging them to the ground. Someone burst out laughing, staggering to his feet, and then falling down again, rolling all over the ground, apparently driven mad by the bloody scene.

At this moment, the woman's firewood knife behind Bai Yunzheng had fallen on his shoulder, the blood line flashed, his clothes were dyed bright red, and the true qi in his body recoiled out at the same time.

The firewood knife came out of her hand, and the woman's whole body flew a few feet away, and fell into the haystack with a "bang", and it bounced up again.

When she bounced, the hatchet in the air happened to fall, impartially, and cut off one of her ears.

Several big men scattered and rolled down, some fell into the pile of corpses, some fell into the pond, and there was no longer the strength to surround and obstruct.

"Ahh

At this time, there was a terrible scream from the oblique, and the village chief only felt a shock in his heart, and turned back tremblingly, only to see Gillian holding her eldest brother in his arms, kicking his hands and feet. The eldest brother, who was obviously sober, actually cracked a bloody mouth on his face, tearing it straight under his ears, and the sharp teeth in the big mouth were full of sharp teeth, and the blood was opened in a mush, and he bit off Gillian's head in one bite!

That scream was Gillian's last voice in the world.

Witnessing this scene, the village chief only felt a pain in his chest, and could no longer bear the tragic scene, and fell to the ground with weak knees, trembling all over. The rest of the villagers were also stunned,

"Don't be afraid, you'll be fine soon. ”

Bai Yunzheng helped him up and comforted him softly, these words were like a reassuring medicine, from the top of his head to his feet, the village chief felt that his body seemed to have a little more strength, Mu Ran nodded, and barely stood firm.

Baiyun Zheng flew and jumped, like an eagle, soaring in the air covered by black air, the sword light was like electricity, the green qi was like rain, with the momentum of thunder, leaping in the dangerous sea of blood, the stumps and broken arms fell one after another, the screams and roars were endless, wisps of black gas overflowed from the corpses of the villagers, like countless vicious snakes, winding towards the white cloud zither, but before he could get close, he was crushed by the true qi on his body, scattered into nothingness.

Overhead was the scorching sun of the great heat, but the village covered by the black air seemed to have suddenly entered a harsh winter, the cold air was everywhere, the snow was flying, and as more and more corpses fell to the ground, the black gas became lighter and lighter, and the cries of the villagers gradually became smaller, and finally it came down to silent sobbing and numb watching.

At this point, Bai Yunzheng breathed a long sigh of relief, put away his sword, and stopped, his body had been stained with layers of blood, mixed with the blood on his shoulders, and he couldn't tell who was who.

The black qi dissipated, and the true qi gradually dissolved, Bai Yunzheng looked up at the sky, suddenly his face changed, he hurriedly said a word to the village chief, turned around and left, and soon disappeared.

“...... After returning to the Moon Spring Sect, Senior Brother Bai came to the Bounty Court to reply, saying that he had not been able to complete his homework. He went down the mountain to collect the flowers of a certain plant, which bloomed only once in three years, and only bloomed for one hour at a time, because of the delay of this shocking change in the village, the flowers had withered and could not be picked, so he had to come back empty-handed. We were all surprised that he would return in vain, but we never thought that there was such a reason behind it......"

"Why, the little senior brother didn't mention the affairs of the village?"

"No, not a word. It wasn't until more than a month later that the village chief brought someone to the door and said that he wanted to thank his benefactor for saving his life, and everyone knew that Senior Brother Bai was so brave. ”

Do good deeds without leaving a name? Little brother, this is a comrade Lei Feng!

Song Yi was secretly surprised, and his admiration for Bai Yunzheng in his heart deepened.

“...... The head of the house met with the village chief and his party, listened carefully to their account of the events of that day, and summoned Senior Brother Bai to go in for a secret talk for a long time, and after coming out, the head of the house announced that although Senior Brother Bai had not completed the collection of homework, the heroic deeds of strangling the demon breath and rescuing the whole village were enough to withstand it, and there was a surplus. There were originally 600 people in that village, and in the end 72 people survived, and according to the conversion of one person and ten points, 720 points were recorded for Senior Brother Bai. ”

That's how it was calculated...... Song Yi nodded again and again, feeling a breath grow in his chest.

Wait a minute......

Song Yi was slightly stunned and withdrew his rushing thoughts.

Senior Brother Guo talked about a lot of the great achievements of the little brother at that time, just counting the magic breath of this war, the most thrilling rescue of the villagers, he listened to it in the morning, and he didn't think much about it...... Seems to be a little bit of a problem?

Based on Song Yi's understanding of the little senior brother these days, this heroic legend doesn't seem to be perfect enough, and there are some subtleties...... For example, how could the woman cut off the little brother? Can Gillian not be bitten to death by her eldest brother? The falling firewood knife may not have cut off the woman's ear so accurately?

If you think about it carefully, these details can be avoided, if they are the traces deliberately left by the little senior brother, then it is inevitable......

Thinking of this, Song Yi's heart couldn't help but be shocked, but when he thought about it, he felt that he was being harsh. At that time, if you want to change to yourself, you shouldn't be able to do better than the little senior brother.

Alas, Devil's Breath...... Haven't you seen the Demon Breath yourself?A wisp of black gas on the top of the Reflecting Moon Spring Peak that day......

Although the voice in his head said that he should have seen it wrong, and it was impossible for the Yuequan Sect to have a demonic breath, Song Yi was sure that he hadn't looked away, and although the wisp of black qi in the blue sky and white sky was subtle, it had appeared very clearly, could it be ......

Besides, wasn't there still a fellow practitioner at the peak at that time? It was by peeping at him that he practiced swords, so he learned the last four styles of the Zhaoyue Sword Technique, if he could meet this fellow practitioner again and find him and ask him, wouldn't the truth be revealed?

Speaking of which, Song Yi still didn't know the identity of this fellow practitioner, and he learned swordsmanship by others' demonstrations, and it was also a proper etiquette to thank him in person.

Thinking of this, Song Yi couldn't sit still anymore, look at the sky, if you set off now, run faster on the road, you should be able to reach Yingyue Spring before dark!

Running all the way, Song Yi's speed was much faster than last time, the sound of the wind on the silent and uninhabited mountain road, the sound of birdsong, and it didn't take long to cross the two mountains.

At this time, the voice in his head woke up, and when he heard that he was going to check whether there was really a magic breath on the Yingyue Spring, he was taken aback, and dissuaded him repeatedly, afraid that he would act impulsively.

Song Yi promised never to come nonsense - have you done anything stupid so far?

Hearing his assurance, the original "Song Yi" in his mind weighed it for a while, and he didn't say much.

When you step on the peak of the peak where the Moon Spring is located, the golden red light of the setting sun is shrouded in the sky, the sky is full of clouds, the birds are returning to their nests, and the chill of early spring is beginning to rise.

Standing on the top of the peak, Song Yi looked around, but he didn't see the figure of the initiate, and the peak was so quiet that the needle could be heard.

The area here is not large, it is only thirty zhang long and wide, forming a natural platform, surrounded by trees, and a clear spring is gushing among the grass and trees on the ground, bubbling sound. On the east side of the spring, a pavilion was built, and the statue of the ancestor of the Yuequan Sect was held in the pavilion, and a stone tablet outside the pavilion was engraved with the deeds of the patriarch who founded the sect.

Song Yi walked towards the pavilion, planning to bow to the statue of the patriarch, and now he is also a disciple of the Yuequan Sect, and the swordsmanship and heart tips have been passed down by the ancestor master, so he has this harvest.

He couldn't help but glance out again, the mountain wind is mighty, the world is vast, and on this peak, apart from himself, there are only grass and trees and flowing springs, as well as this pavilion, as if even time has stopped flowing.

He suddenly had an illusion: The initiate who danced the sword on this peak yesterday shouldn't be the manifestation of the ancestor master, right?

If it is really the ancestor who appeared and granted himself a complete swordsmanship, it can be regarded as a blessing, and he has to kowtow to the ancestor master.

Song Yi lowered his body while thinking, and suddenly saw a small incense burner on the ground in front of the ancestor statue, in which three incense sticks were burning, and the green smoke rose up, bringing out a faint fragrance.

This is...... Someone came to offer incense?

Song Yi was stunned for a moment, this incense is also available in his own room, which is used by the sect for disciples to meditate and pranayama, which can calm the mind and ease emotions. Because it is a school supply distributed in batches, the quality of the incense is naturally relatively average, and the burning time is limited. Song Yi tried, a stick of incense can burn for about a quarter of an hour, and the three incense sticks in front of him are all half burned, that is to say, there are still people on the peak half an hour ago?

At this time, Song Yi didn't care about any big gifts, so he hurriedly bowed and exited the pavilion, glanced around, and then looked at it, there was still no one in the distance and near.

At this moment, the sun jumped and fell behind the purple-red clouds, and the sky darkened, and the wind seemed to become a little colder.

Song Yi was excited, and suddenly became vigilant - he couldn't say what he felt, but instinctively reminded him: something is coming.

Gently pressing the hilt of the sword, Song Yi concentrated slightly, and his eyes focused on the Reflecting Moon Spring in the center of the peak.

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