Dark and dreary sky,

Dark clouds surged, lightning flashed and thundered.

The sound of wind, rain, thunder, noisy and noisy, seems very chaotic and depressing.

"Boom~~Boom~"

The spring thunder sounded, and in the electric light, Fang Yuan stood in front of this group of rural villagers, looking weak.

The villagers in front of him quietly surrounded him.

There is clearly an intention to rush up.

Fang Yuan's eyes stared at this group of people coldly, his eyes were like knives, and no one dared to look at him.

He used to hear that in some remote places, there would be foolish men and foolish women who would worship monsters as mountain gods and take living people as sacrifices.

I thought it was just some country legends, and I didn't believe it.

He had never seen it before, so he laughed it off as an anecdote.

I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing today.

Jiazhou is not far from the Extreme Yang Sect, but I didn't expect that under the rule of such an immortal sect, there would still be demons and evil spirits.

These foolish men and foolish women in the village have harmed people's lives, and even the lives of two children, and they all deserve it so much!

"Since you say it so well, why don't you go and serve the river god yourself?"

"What's your business!"

"Outlander, get out of here!"

A group of villagers with sticks in their hands kept making noise.

Fang Yuan saw that this group of people were stubborn, they had already gone astray, and they couldn't listen to him at all, so he decided not to talk nonsense anymore.

People who sacrifice to demons and evil are not good people, and listening to their tone, it seems that this is not the first time they have done this.

In the past, there may have been many children who were sacrificed to the river gods.

Such a careless disregard for human life is already inhuman. Some people are human on the surface, but they are no longer human on the inside.

Fang Yuan glanced at these people expressionlessly, and immediately the mana in his body erupted.

The invisible force suddenly swept the audience, and Tsukiki Zhenyuan swept through the crowd, and several young strong men at the front were immediately beaten and fell into the river.

With him building a foundation and cultivating as a way to deal with this group of mortals, it is like a tiger entering a flock, and it is effortless at all.

The people surrounding him didn't see it clearly, they only felt that it was dark in front of them, and all of a sudden, the sky was dark, and the universe was reversed.

When he came to his senses, he was already in the river.

A few villagers who rushed to the front fell headfirst into the river, and their whole people were immersed in the turbid river water.

Fortunately, these people have lived by the river since they were children and are proficient in water, so they did not lose their lives, and only choked on a few mouthfuls of river water.

Soon a group of villagers were beaten to pieces and fled backwards in embarrassment.

Fang Yuan didn't take the lives of these people, just a group of mortals, just a small punishment and a big commandment.

When he has dealt with the culprit, he will teach this group of people who aided the iniquity a lesson.

"You, you wait for me, the immortal master and the river god will definitely punish you!"

The old man was pulled by a group of people,

He kept stumbling back, and seemed to be shaking his hands and feet because of fear, but he still didn't forget to say cruel words.

"Huh? Immortal Master? Is there anything else about immortal cultivators in this? ”

"I want to see who the demon is, dare to make waves here!"

When Fang Yuan heard this, a gleam flashed in his eyes. He didn't think that there was anything about immortal cultivators here?

Could it be that there are demon monks who are raising demon beasts here?

When it comes to immortal cultivators, it's not just a sacrifice.

Before he could think deeply, in the midst of the storm, a dark shadow suddenly flew from the rain curtain with the wind and rain.

The black shadow landed in front of the villager at a rapid speed, and then revealed his true face, but it was a thin middle-aged man.

"The little monk of the sixth layer of Qi training?"

Fang Yuan's divine thoughts sensed slightly, and he took a closer look at this person's background.

The villagers, who were panicking, saw this monk as if they had found the backbone of the main heart, and immediately settled down.

The old man of the village led by him hurriedly knelt down and bowed, and he couldn't stop shouting, "Master Immortal!"

"A bunch of rubbish, you can't even do this little thing!"

The middle-aged man saw this group of embarrassed subordinates, and after scolding a few words angrily, he turned to look at Fang Yuan.

His divine thoughts swept over Fang Yuan's body, but he couldn't see the depth clearly.

"It's a bit weird, could it be that this person is a high-level cultivator of latent cultivation?"

"It shouldn't be! How could a high-ranking monk come to such a remote place! ”

Although the middle-aged monk didn't see Fang Yuan make a move, the person in front of him had a unique temperament, and he seemed to be fearless in the face of him.

There is no doubt that it must be an immortal cultivator.

After thinking about it, he didn't dare to be careless, and said with a little jealousy, "Fellow Daoist, I don't know where the teacher is?" It's all a misunderstanding! ”

"The First Evolution"

"Under the seat of the preacher of the Extreme Yang Zongming, I hope that the Taoist friends will not interfere in this matter and leave quickly."

He said with a slight threat, this place is the realm of the Extreme Yang Sect, and the person behind him is also the high-level monk of the Extreme Yang Sect.

The person in front of him can't see through the cultivation, it's best if he doesn't do it, and if he can take the initiative to leave, it would be even better.

"Extreme Yang Zongming preacher? What is going on here about him? ”

Fang Yuan was stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect that the matter here was really related to the monks of the Extreme Yang Sect.

And it was also the handiwork of a foundation building monk.

This Ming preacher, Fang Yuan was no stranger, he had heard this person preach the Fa when he was still a Qi cultivator.

Therefore, there is some impression that the Ming preacher is a person who is not smiling, and he cultivates in the middle of the foundation building, and this person is very low-key in the Jiyang Sect, and he lives in a simple place.

However, at that time, Fang Yuan was only a Qi cultivator, and he didn't know much about the high-level cultivators, but he faintly heard that this person didn't have much life to live.

I didn't expect that the things here are actually related to this one?

"Daoist friends heard about the family teacher? …… That's good, please give the tutor a thin noodle, and there will be a lot of thanks in the future! ”

"Naturally, I have heard of it, and I even had a one-sided relationship. But I can't give this face! ”

"Cultivating demons and demons in this place and sacrificing people has already violated the rules of the Extreme Yang Sect, so I will clean up the portal for him today."

Fang Yuan said lightly, as the Righteous Path Immortal Sect, this kind of thing of using living people as sacrifices is not allowed on the bright side.

However, even so, where would immortal cultivators behave in a proper manner, and if a Ming preacher did this in private, no one would blame and hold him accountable.

Besides, it is not worth offending a mid-foundation monk for the sake of a mere mortal.

Mortals are like ants, and human life is like mustard.

In the world of cultivating immortals, where personal power is attributed to one's own body, it is so cruel.

Since this matter was related to a mid-foundation building cultivator, Fang Yuan should not continue to pursue it.

But he just can't get used to it, if he doesn't meet it, it's just that.

Now that it's time for the meeting, how can you sit idly by?

What about offending a mid-foundation monk? Let's not say that this person has not much life, that is, in terms of cultivation alone, Fang Yuan is not weaker than this person.

Even when it comes to making moves, he is mostly the winning side.

In this case, why should he be given face?

After hearing this, the middle-aged monk was stunned, he didn't expect Fang Yuan to be so faceless, and threaten to clean up the portal for the foundation building monk?

His face suddenly turned pale, and he was not polite, and said mockingly, "What a big breath, and I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue...... To give you face, do you think I'm afraid of you? ”

Although he couldn't see through the specific cultivation, the middle-aged man could tell that Fang Yuan was not old by virtue of his appearance.

Therefore, he subconsciously thought that even if Fang Yuan's cultivation was higher than him, his height was limited.

And here, as long as the cultivation does not exceed the foundation, he has nothing to fear.

The middle-aged monk looked at Fang Yuan and sneered, "If you don't walk in heaven, if you want to find death, then I will fulfill you." ”

After saying this, he directly took out a bone flute and played it.

With the sound of the flute, the turbid water rushing by the river began to stir rapidly, and a huge shadow slowly drifted away.....

The villagers on the side heard the conversation between the two, and only then did they realize that Fang Yuan was also an immortal master.

And now these two immortal masters seem to be fighting?

They looked at each other, and they had the feeling of the rest of their lives.

At this moment,

Crash!

The river exploded, and a huge figure stirred the river and broke out of it.

The turbid waters of the river shook the sky and turned into raindrops falling from the sky.

Chapter 161: The Monk and the Demon Beast