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When Chang Jin looked at the place intently, his face immediately became gloomy. It turned out that the place where the fire was burning was a village, and the air on it was gloomy, and a strong blood light appeared in the middle, which was obviously someone who was killing.

Since you have encountered it, you can't ignore it. Chang Jin's feet moved slightly, and he rushed down. Fourteen or fifteen miles away, but only a few breaths away.

When they arrived outside the village, they saw the flames blazing, the cries bursting, and nearly 100 gangsters holding weapons were slashing and plundering the people in the village.

More than a dozen feet away, there was a robber with a full face of flesh, dragging a young woman into a pile of firewood and straw, obviously intending to do something evil.

The woman struggled with all her might, crying out in her mouth, but she was not a match for the robbers.

"Damn" Chang Jin burst out, and the sword in his hand rushed out, and the sword light flashed through a distance of twenty or thirty zhang away, directly cutting the robber into two.

Because of the rapidity, the robber had not yet noticed the change in his body, and was about to untie the woman's dress, when suddenly he plopped and fell halfway into the wood.

He turned his head and looked at the half-cut body four or five feet away in disbelief, followed by a terrible scream: "Ahhh

Such thieves should be killed. Seeing the tragic situation in the village, Chang Jin's subordinates showed no mercy at all. Along the way, as far as the eye can see, the robbers who are raging are all ambushed.

His degree was too fast, and the robbers in the village didn't have time to react. By the time a small bandit leader noticed it, Chang Jin had already killed forty or fifty people under his sword.

When the little leader of the robbers saw him holding a sword and harvesting the lives of his companions like a god, he hurriedly shouted and warned him.

Immediately he organized four or five more men and rushed over with weapons. As soon as he rushed out of the distance, he felt a bright light flash in front of him.

At this time, the other robbers who rushed to hear the news saw an extremely strange and bloody scene: they saw the bodies of several companions in front of them holding weapons and shouting and running without warning. The upper half of his body and his head fell to the ground, but his legs spurted blood and ran forward a few steps, and he fell into the dirt with a bang.

The robbers were stupefied by the strange scene, and it wasn't until someone yelled "Hell" that they reacted and hurriedly turned around and fled in the opposite direction.

Chang Jin only ran around, and he had already blocked the way of the remaining robbers.

These robbers only felt that the killing god had reappeared in front of them. At this moment, they were completely frightened, and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "The immortals spare their lives, the immortals spare their lives, the little ones don't dare anymore, the little ones are under the three kings......"

If these people were just robbing, Chang Jin could consider sparing the other party's life. He looked intently at the top of these people's heads, and now they were all evil and resentful, and the blood was like a pillar, and it was obvious that there were many lives in each of them.

Immediately snorted coldly and said: "I don't know now that I regret it, it's too late"

No more nonsense, sword in hand, end the lives of the last few people.

As soon as the souls of these robbers were extinguished, several black mist attached to the qi luck above their heads, hovering endlessly, and the slightest indescribable aura diffused from them.

Chang Jin stirred up the Divine Seal True Text and swept it, and the slightest black mist was cleared, and there was no trace of it. These robbers deserve to die, but they are one of the world's people, and they are also protected by the rules of humanity. Chang Jin killed them as a cultivator, and humanity sensed it, so he naturally lowered his resentment and devoured his luck.

Regarding the various restrictions imposed by the rules of humanity on cultivators, Chang Jin, who has now entered the realm of earth immortals, understands more thoroughly. What I did just now was a good purpose, but the means were not advisable, and strictly speaking, it was already considered a disturbance to humanity.

The rules of humanity are selfless and unforgiving, designed to protect the weak. If the cultivators were like him, slashing and killing the worldly human beings, the world would definitely be chaotic.

But in the situation just now, if you don't deal with it when you see it, it will be even more contrary to Chang Jin's intentions.

The robbers killed all of them, and Chang Jin remembered that he once saw a pond outside the village, and immediately ran back, sacrificing the hexagonal treasure basket to hold water and extinguishing the burning houses.

"Fellow villagers, all the robbers were killed by me, you are all right" At this time, he saw several peasants in the house not far away poking their heads out to look, and said aloud.

The shouting often brings up spiritual power, and although the voice is not loud, it spreads throughout the village.

shouted a few times, and seeing that no one responded, Chang Jin turned around and was about to leave. Before he could leave, he heard a voice behind him, "This ...... Immortals, please stay."

I saw a trembling old man not far away being helped out, and when he got closer, he knelt on the ground: "The old man is the village chief of Lijia Village, thank you for your help."

"Uncle, please get up" Chang Jin hurriedly stepped forward and helped the old man up.

Then he asked, "Where did these strongmen come from, and why didn't the government care?"

A few days ago, the three kings took hundreds of people to break through the county seat, burned and looted in the county, and even the county prince was almost killed by them. Now the county master is so scared to death that he doesn't dare to send troops to exterminate the robbers My Lijia Village is a remote place, I originally thought that the robbers would not come to the door, but I still didn't escape......

As he spoke, the old man broke down and wept bitterly.

Infected by him, the surrounding peasants cried out for the sky and the land.

Hearing the old man's intermittent narration, Chang Jin was horrified. I thought that this group of robbers was already bold and reckless in their daytime robbery, but I never thought that they would even capture the county seat, and almost killed the county commander.

With such rampant acts, could it really be said that troubled times were coming? Chang Jin had been trapped in the underworld for nearly a year, and he had no idea that the fourteen states of the Great Yan Dynasty were already in chaos now.

Fearing that the subordinates of the three kings would come again, these peasants tried their best to keep Chang Jin to stay, but they were still refused. Seeing that they really couldn't keep it, they scraped together dozens of taels of silver, which were also rejected by Chang Jin.

Out of Lijia Village, Chang Jin went straight in the direction pointed out by the peasants.

The tragic scenes he saw along the way, Chang Jin's heart became more and more sad. The situation in Lijia Village is not unique, along the way, I encountered a strong evil resentment floating above several villages, and many people in the village hung white tents to commemorate the dead in front of their homes.

A few years ago, when Hong Dagong rebelled in Qinghua Prefecture, Chang Jin had heard Xing Su'er say that where the rebels passed, there were ten rooms and nine empty. But I didn't see all kinds of tragic things with my own eyes, and now when I see the scene in front of me, the killing intent in my heart is getting stronger.

There were still four or five miles away from the cottage, and a strong smell of blood came to the face. Gray and black resentment rose to the sky. Even if the sun is shining on your head, you can't dispel it.

After running closer and seeing the corpses of those ** women hanging on the wall, Chang Jin's last trace of pity disappeared completely. These strongmen may have had to be thieves at the beginning, but now they have completely become inhuman beasts.

"Kill" He rushed into the cottage with a sword in his hand, but whenever he saw a robber with a human life under him, he killed him with a sword.

Half an hour later, apart from a dozen or so tortured women in human form, there was not a single living person in the cottage.

Divide a few taels of silver for each woman to wrap up, and Chang Jin waved them away. Then he stood alone in the bloody hall, looking around with his sword pressed, and his heart was at a loss.

With his current realm, it couldn't be easier to save a mortal. In the face of the coming troubled times, he is powerless. It is better to be a peaceful dog than to be a troubled person. It can be expected that in the coming days, there will be many such tragic events in front of us.

No matter how high the realm is, it can save ten, hundred, or even thousands of people. But there are more people, what can they do?

Just like on the earth in the previous life, the heroes in those movies only did to save three or two people, but they couldn't change the entire society.

It would be nice to have the power to change the way of the world...... Although he cultivated and became an immortal, he still has the Confucian responsibility of "establishing a heart for heaven and earth, establishing a life for the people, continuing to learn for the saints, and opening peace for all generations".

At this moment, I thought about it, and all kinds of things about the three realms of immortals, gods, and people burst out of my mind again. He has been trying to find a balance between the three paths, but he has never been answered.

After thinking for a long time, Chang Jin sighed, and then manipulated the hexagonal treasure basket to jump into the air, taking advantage of the vast night to run in the direction of Tongqu County.

Just after walking more than 100 miles, I saw the lights going out not far below, which should be the location of a prefecture.

Unable to overcome the enemy's luck and fearing that he would be suppressed humanely when he crossed over from the top of the city, Chang Jin subconsciously wanted to take a detour. In his heart, such a big city should be full of green energy, ghosts and gods. Just waited for the release of the divine sense to investigate, and suddenly froze.

There is only a trace of green qi in the human luck of Nafu City below, and there are two points of red qi, three points of white qi, and the rest is a gray-black air current, which is full of all kinds of filth. The evil black gas is so strong that it will soon be a disaster.

The hexagonal treasure basket crossed the city, and when it reached the center of this city, a red light suddenly shot out from below, and the brilliance was scorching, rushing straight towards him.

Chang Jin swung his sword at will, and he scattered that red qi.

A house is lucky, dilapidated, and it is not as good as connecting Quxian County. Chang Jin didn't know how to describe it.

Walking forward, the expression on his face had changed from surprise to gloom.

In the land of the Great Yan Dynasty, if the power of all the people can be condensed, even the most powerful ghosts, gods, and cultivators will not be able to get close. As long as there is malice, then the power gathered by tens of thousands of people will crush the invading immortal gods in an instant. This is humanity's greatest reliance, but now he has traveled through several prefectures and cities one after another, and he has never felt oppression.

Most of the evil yin qi in these cities accounts for about half, and in such a situation, as long as you are not careful, there will be riots.

It has been less than a day since Chang Jin returned to Yangshi, and what he saw along the way made him understand: the stormy Dayan Dynasty has finally reached the time for the curtain call. Troubled times are coming

Troubled times...... The Fourteen Prefectures of the World

Maybe this kind of chaos is what those Daomen want to see. They can take advantage of the change of dynasty. As for the life or death of the people of the world, who cares?