Seeing that the people were frightened, Lin Ke and their hearts were naturally uncomfortable.

Especially Lin Ke.

In the prosperous times of the previous life, I had only heard of wars outside, and the people were terrified.

And on the inside?

Most of them are peaceful.

Not to mention the slaughter of the village, even the barbecue restaurant can shock the whole country.

The Great Wei Shengchao has been peaceful and stable for thousands of years, and this kind of village massacre incident should have shocked the government and the opposition, but I don't know who covered up the news, so it didn't break out.

However, people in the neighborhood have already received the information and are trying to evacuate.

Fortunately, although there are many people, the entry into the city is also orderly, and there is no congestion and stampede.

"So we set out."

Lin Ke arched his hand towards Ji Yuantong.

He and the female Confucian became the backbone of this small group.

Both of them are cultivators of the Three Realms, one is from a big clan, and the other looks quite extraordinary.

Therefore, several other people faintly looked at the two of them.

"Be careful all the way." Ji Yuantong's face was solemn: "I'm here to wait for you to come back safely." ”

"Amitabha, don't pass."

"Haha, I'm going to punish the demon and return!"

"Ji Tongzhi stays! I'll wait to go! ”

Several people gave up their hands, and then walked out of the city.

Ji Yuantong stood outside the city, looking at the few people who were far away, his eyes were full of worry:

"It's the third batch, I hope there won't be any casualties......"

……

Out of the city, the female scholar named Wen Meng turned her hand and summoned a carriage-shaped Wenbao.

"This is Zhuge Flying Car, which can travel thousands of miles a day, and we just take this car to Jiangning Mansion."

Wen Meng urged the Wen Qi in his body, and the carriage with only two wheels suddenly opened the door.

Several people immediately entered it one by one.

Lin Ke entered, looking at the internal environment curiously.

The interior of the carriage was spacious, not as small as it looked from the outside, with cushions on all sides, and the windows were open to the outside.

After a few people sat down, Wen Meng urged the speeding car to start forming.

The speed of this flying car is extremely fast, although it is not as fast as the flight of Linkor Edgeworth, but it is also much faster than the speed of walking.

"Brother Chen, what you're good at is the way of killing?"

After sitting down, the middle-aged Taoist priest asked, "I have to get along for the next few days, and we still need to understand each other." ”

"Exactly." Lin Ke nodded: "My cultivation is basically on this sword, and the poetry I learn also enhances this ability." ”

With a move of his right hand, the Sword Storm of Sand appeared in his hand and let out a soft groan.

When you go out, you always have to leave some hole cards.

So he let Storm hide his intellect and only show a little spirituality.

"Good sword!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest praised.

Several others also looked at the storm, their eyes showing varying degrees of envy.

Wen Meng also sighed: "I have communicated with a few others before, but I feel that the killing power is insufficient, but fortunately, Brother Chen is here." ”

Confucianism and Taoism are inclusive of all things, while sword cultivation specializes in killing.

Confucianism and sword double cultivation, the power of killing will be on a higher level.

"Oh?" Lin Ke looked at the others: "What are you good at?" ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest was the first to speak: "Poor Dao knows a little about alchemy, and he knows a little about the doctor's detoxification method." ”

As he spoke, he patted his apprentice: "The same is true for the apprentice." ”

His apprentice still looks like a teenager, but he already has a realm of cultivation, and his talent should not be low.

"I'm a dual cultivator." Wen Meng smiled: "All the civility has been invested in the way of the puppet. ”

Puppets? Mohism?

Lin Ke looked at this Wenmeng soft and weak, clean, but he didn't want to be good at this kind of mechanical thing.

In his imagination, all he likes to be mechanical, is the image of a scruffy mad scientist covered in oil.

The two Confucian scholars looked at each other, and the taller man spoke, "I'm good at protection, and Brother Wu is good at killing. He gestured to the man next to him.

The man next to him arched his hand to Lin Ke: "But compared to Brother Chen's way of killing, it is not worth mentioning at all. ”

These two Confucian students only have one realm of cultivation, but they can walk together, and they also have some cooperation.

Finally, the monk sitting on the side folded his hands and introduced, "The little monk also has some offensive and defensive skills, and he can assist you from the side. ”

Those who can walk the world basically have to know some offensive and defensive methods, otherwise they won't be able to run away when they encounter danger.

The middle-aged Taoist priest will detoxify, and he will definitely poison it too.

Wen Meng's puppets are not just decorations, there are probably a lot of puppets for attack and defense.

"In this way, everyone has some self-preservation." Lin Ke nodded slightly: "That fierce demon has three realms of cultivation, and his mind is superior, if I encounter it, we must be careful." ”

He's not afraid of anything.

This time it's the body here, not the clone.

The main body here is the most hole cards.

On the surface, it is sword cultivation, only storm.

In fact, the staff of the Holy Quasi protects the body, and it is difficult for people of the same realm to hurt him.

Moreover, there are so many visions sealed in the Staff of Holy Quasi, and he will not spare his hand if he encounters something invincible.

However, the fierce demon had not killed anyone with cultivation, and was very cunning.

It is estimated that a few of them can't find it if they want to find it, let alone meet Lu Yu.

"Speaking of which, Brother Chen is from the west, can you tell me about the city over there?"

The young man surnamed Wu looked curious: "I am accompanied by Brother Gao, I wanted to go to the imperial capital to have a look, who knows that this happened, if Brother Chen is not annoying, can you tell me?" ”

As soon as these words came out, several other people also looked at Lin Ke.

Even Wen Meng was a little curious: "I grew up in Wuchang Mansion since I was a child, but it was the first time I went out, and I haven't been to Dijing yet. ”

Lin Ke felt the curiosity of these people, and sighed in his heart.

Some people are born in Rome, and some people spend their whole lives walking in Rome.

This statement is applicable in many ways.

"At the feet of the Holy Emperor, the Imperial Capital is prosperous."

Lin Ke opened his mouth to speak, and his voice carried a hint of confidence and pride that a person in the imperial capital should have:

"There, people from the first and second realms are all over the streets, and people from the third realm can also be seen everywhere, and only the four realms and the five realms can be regarded as enterable, and it is not until the six realms that the real fame and fortune are available."

Of course, the words "there are many Confucians like dogs, and gentlemen walk all over the ground" cannot be said directly.

However, compared with the vast majority of places in the Great Wei Dynasty, the imperial capital did indeed gather a large number of geniuses.

"I've heard that there are countless people there, and this year there are many dragons and phoenixes, I really want to see them."

The young Confucian surnamed Wu was full of yearning.

Wen Meng also spoke: "That's true, that Lin Ke, Qi Ye and other sons are stirring up the world, and they really want people to see it." ”

The man surnamed Gao also sighed: "Speaking of which, Lin Kegongzi can be called the pride of my human race, and the "Burrow Ming" he made a few days ago is really a masterpiece, and I have learned it, and I can show it to you later." ”

Listening to everyone's words, Lin Ke was also a little embarrassed: "In fact, in addition to Lin Ke, Dijing also has a lot of talented ......."

"That's not true."

The middle-aged Taoist priest smiled: "The world's talents, who can be the right of Lin Ke's son?" Contemporary Taoists and Buddhas can go straight to the temple test, who can compare with them throughout the ages? (End of chapter)