In the mountains, there is a young man in a green shirt climbing the mountain on a sheep intestine path, the field is quiet in all directions, the green pines and cypresses on the side of the road, and there are birds flying by from time to time, stopping at the branches.

Since he finished dealing with the affairs of Black Wind City, Ye Ziyu has deliberately slowed down, no longer rushing hard, but paying attention to appreciating the scenery along the way.

A Qi Refiner should not only refine and refine Qi, but also refine his heart and keep his heart.

He escaped from Cai State, and what he was thinking about was the people of Cai Guo and the hatred of Zhu Ke Xu Lianyuan, and later sensed the fluctuations of the war that came out of Cai Du, and knew that there was a strong man of the human race, and a hanging heart finally let go.

As for the master's great enmity, if Xu Lianyuan is not dead, there will always be a chance to avenge Zhao Xingping in the future.

In Qingshan Town, he avenged the couple, ambushed and killed Chen Chuanfeng outside the city, and forced Zhang Lianhao back in front of the city lord's mansion.

There is no risk other than killing Zhang Baocheng and his party, but if he is careless when fighting Chen Chuanfeng, he will leave his life outside Black Wind City.

took the initiative to go to the City Lord's Mansion to challenge Zhang Lianhao, not because he had absolute confidence in his own strength, but because he was gambling, betting that Zhang Lianhao was old and afraid of death, and gambling on Zhang Lianhao's suspicions.

The city lord's mansion retreated from everyone, and it was also not because the strength could deter everyone present.

It's because he had a great momentum at that time, and everyone couldn't figure out whether there was a so-called master protector behind him, plus Haoran's righteousness was really rare, and the old rivers and lakes present couldn't figure out his true identity and details.

Ye Ziyu relied not on the strength of Haoran righteousness, but on his grasp of people's hearts, so that he was able to deal with the affairs of Black Wind City smoothly.

This is the so-called fighting of wit, not fighting strength.

In the final analysis, the so-called Qi Refiner is still a human being in essence, not a god without seven emotions and six desires.

If it is human beings, there will be inherent weaknesses and strengths in human nature, and the strength of the three religions lies in turning human nature into a powerful force for their own use.

The so-called Haoran righteousness is the yearning for light and the persistence of beautiful things in human nature.

As well as the resistance to darkness, the struggle against the injustice of fate, these emotions are inherent in human nature.

Human nature is neither good nor evil, but the saints educate the common people, and they must set an example for everyone.

Thinking of this, Ye Ziyu's comprehension of Qiantianhao's resoluteness in his heart has improved a point.

At this time, a spring breeze struck, and the warm wind in March blew on the young man's face, and blew the leaves on both sides of the road, making a rattling sound, as if the whole forest was singing.

Now that I think about it, I haven't studied for a long time, and after coming to this world, except for refining qi and fighting, my heart has never been so calm as it was at this time.

It's just that now I don't have half a book around me, and I even drink all the wine.

He climbed to the top of the mountain and looked into the distance, only to see the clouds and fog in front of him, and the outline of a village could be faintly seen at the foot of the mountain not far away.

The young man looked into the distance on the high mountain, the peach and plum blossoms in the mountain, and the long sword on his back was simple, only to see him jump, and he jumped directly from the top of the mountain hundreds of meters high.

Ye Ziyu reached out and gently grabbed a thick branch when he was about to land, and with a swing of his strength, he skillfully removed the inertia of falling from a high altitude, and his feet fell to the ground and stood firmly.

Walking in the direction of the distant village, it looks like it is very close on the mountain, but it is still a considerable distance to actually walk past.

But he walked quietly on a forest path, and finally came to the small village at dusk.

At this time, the fog had not yet lifted, and it still enveloped the entire village.

After entering, Ye Ziyu's brows furrowed slightly, and there was a faint fishy smell in the air, which was very similar to the aura on the purple-haired young man that Ye Ziyu sensed when he was in Cai Guo.

It's just that this breath is many times weaker than the purple-haired young man, and he clearly knows what it is.

I never thought that there was the breath of the demon clan in this small village, Ye Ziyu's expression remained unchanged, and his footsteps kept walking towards the source of this breath, the blue brick house in the middle of the village.

The whole village was quiet, and there was not the slightest movement in the houses, as if there were living people.

Today's scene is almost similar to the horror movies I watched in my previous life, with a lonely mountain village, a thick fog, an eerie atmosphere and a faint demonic aura.

Walking to the door of the house, Ye Ziyu stepped forward and gently knocked on the door.

"Knock, knock" two rhythmic knocks echoed throughout the empty village, and no one in the house responded or came to open the door, and the echo was followed by a depressing dead silence.

Ye Ziyu didn't move, raised his hand and was about to knock on the door again. At this moment, a crack suddenly opened in the door, revealing a miserable white human face.

This is a middle-aged man, there is no trace of blood on his face, his pupils are deep-set, full of bloodshots, his pupils are staring at Ye Ziyu standing in front of the door, and he asks in a low and hoarse voice, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Ye Ziyu smiled and said: "Passing through the precious land, I don't know if there are any people who sell wine in the village?" ”

The man in front of him said coldly: "No! Let's go! With that, he closed the door.

But no matter how hard he tried, the crack in the door in front of him, which was only a few inches wide, could not be closed.

The man looked at the door with puzzled eyes, but saw that a palm was already on the door, which was the palm of the young man in green shirt in front of him.

His pale face instantly flushed, and he raised a finger and pointed at Ye Ziyu and wanted to scold.

But the thin young man in front of him smiled at him, and then he felt a huge force coming from the door, and the wooden door was pushed open at once, and the man staggered and fell to the ground.

The last rays of the setting sun on the horizon shone into the hut, and Ye Ziyu saw at a glance that there was a thin woman lying on the couch with a paler face than a man, and the wisps of demonic energy emanated from her.

The woman was beautiful, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she looked at Ye Ziyu standing at the door in surprise.

The long sword behind Ye Ziyu suddenly trembled, and the woman suddenly covered her head and screamed, her voice was so terrible that even the birds in the mountains and forests outside the village were startled and fluttered their wings away.

The middle-aged man who fell to the ground finally reacted at this time, a look of panic flashed on his face, and he hurriedly got up and rushed to the woman beside the bed.

hugged her thin body and asked worriedly, "Xiao Ning, what's wrong with you?" ”

The woman looked at the long sword behind Ye Ziyu with a frightened face, her eyes full of fear.

Ye Ziyu was also surprised, I don't know why the long sword behind her suddenly trembled, the woman on the bed was obviously a landscape monster, and the strange thing was that Ye Ziyu didn't smell even a trace of blood from her body.

However, thinking of the strange situation in this village, I am afraid that it is inseparable from the woman on the bed, thinking of this, he slowly pulled out the long sword on his back and walked in the direction of the woman.