North America is grabbing potassium iodide, and China is grabbing salt. The former goes straight to hyperthyroidism, and the latter is not very useful. There are piles of salt in my country's reserves, and there is no need to rush to buy them! The existing well salt and lake salt are enough for the people of the whole country to eat for N years. Because of the robbery, I helped people, and I was tired to death.

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Hanshan Temple is located on the mountainside of the main peak of Hanshan Mountain, covering a wide area. The temple enshrines the god of Yuling Qingzun, and the incense is extremely vigorous on weekdays, and it is the most famous temple in Dongping County.

Not only that, but Hanshan Temple is also the place where Zhang Botao lives in Dongping Zhongzheng.

The three characters of 'Zhang Botao' are powerful in Dongping, and he is the first martial arts master in 800 miles of mountains and rivers! In the past ten years, Dongping County is the most promising person to enter the innate realm.

It stands to reason that it is difficult for demons and demons to exist in the place where such a powerful person lives, but the king of chaos points to the place where the road of Hanshan Temple hides dirt and dirt, which is really difficult to guess.

However, Hai Rui understood, his eyes narrowed up with a cold light, and he muttered thoughtfully: "Is it there?" ”

While talking to himself, the Wind King had been quietly watching the look on his face. Just like that, all of a sudden, the eyes of the two people collided inadvertently. The King of the Stormy Wind put away the smile on his face, pretending to be indifferent, and looked away from his attention. And Hai Rui took the initiative to avoid the Wind King, a slight smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at the scenery of Hanshan Temple from afar.

There was silence between the two, and after a while, Hai Rui suddenly asked, "Are these ghosts in the dark cave where I was sleepy?" There was some emotion in the words of reminiscence.

A hundred years ago, he was still an innate great master on the third day of channeling. At that time, the demons of Dongping were raging, and because he was not angry with the emperor's appeasement of canonizing ghosts, he made an appointment with the King of Chaos to fight. He was undefeated in that battle, but he lost, and was imprisoned by his opponent in the cold mountain for ten years.

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, now he is a dignified immortal person, and he has a more desirable avenue in his heart, and then looking back on the past eventful years, he can't help but reveal a drop of truth.

Seeing that he took the initiative to ask, the King of Turbulent Wind consciously pulled back a city in momentum, so he smiled and said, "Exactly!" ”

"It's a good place, but it's a shame to be contaminated by these ghosts." Hai Rui was in front of the King of Troubled Winds, a ghost and a demon, which was really a bit like scolding the bald donkey in front of the monk.

However, the King of the Stormy Wind still smiled, and didn't seem to care about Hai Rui's words—he knew Hai Rui's temperament quite well.

At that time, he imprisoned Hairui in a cave in the cold mountains and came out for more than ten years. During the period of being trapped, Hai Rui broke through the realm of gods and peeked into the secret realm of immortality, and his strength did not decrease but increased, and even when he was far superior to him, he never regretted it, and only according to his original promise to accept the pain of ten years of refining his body before he got out of trouble and left.

After this incident, the two of them had several more interactions. The King of Storms gradually understood him, and if he said that this real person was ignorant of the world, it would be better to say that this person had a different world in his heart.

The King of Troubled Winds knows that Hai Rui's mind is not like a mortal. He called himself a demon and a demon, not out of a derogatory sense; And if he wants to honor himself, it must not be for a reason to respect him; This person acts freely and has a Dao heart in his chest, as long as he does not violate his Dao, he will be fine if he slanders him for thousands of words, but if he is evil to his Dao heart, it is to give him billions of benefits and benefits, and this immortal true person will also take away the head with a merciless sword.

To summarize Hai Rui in a nutshell - this person lives for his avenue, every word and behavior is caused by his Taoist heart, and there is no deliberate insult in his heart at all.

The King of Turbulent Wind's expression was calm, and his gaze swept over Hai Rui's face. He stretched out his hand and made a random move, and a towering giant tree beside him surged from the trunk of the tree, and a stream of cloudy white branches shot straight at him.

Although this king of the Troubled Wind Gang is a zombie, his hands are no different from ordinary people at this moment. I saw another shake of my hand, and a cold power suddenly appeared in my strong and powerful five fingers.

The purest yin force from the ghost object immediately froze the sap and water ingested from the trees into ice cubes.

To the floating ice, the King of Storms opened his mouth and bit it. With the sound of 'crunching', he said to Hai Rui: "Now that the human race is prosperous, my generation does not tolerate the human race, and I also know the way to keep my own." Usually, I always use the treasure given by the emperor to restrain my children and me to sit quietly in the chaotic wind. Staying in a corner, although it is a little harder, there is no human race master like Zhenren shouting and killing. However, my children really can't stand the bitter cold on the mountain, and this time they are killing themselves, and they happened to hit the knife of a real person, damn it! ”

The King of Troubled Wind was humble in his words, and he never claimed to be a lonely man from beginning to end. His words were to shirk his responsibilities and show weakness - he knew and feared Hai Rui's power. Although he is a ghost, he is canonized by the emperor, Hai Rui has always respected the emperor's decree, and naturally he will not kill him innocently, but if he is guilty first, according to the character of this real person, it must be 'determined to be unforgiving'!

When Hai Rui heard this, he acted as if he was fine, but in an instant, he had an extra cup of fragrant tea in his hand, he lowered his head and took a sip, and then said slowly: "That Hanshan Temple Yin Sha Cave is the place where I sat after losing the bet with you back then. I have dug down 3,100 zhang, so that the veins here can pass through the yellow spring. Now, the generals under your command are sitting here again, and you can get the help of the earth's veins and evil spirits, and you can face the Yellow Spring below, but you have found a good place! ”

"Hmph, but ......" Hai Rui suddenly snorted coldly, and said: "In the ten years that I have been sitting there, I have seen the ebb and flow of the yin tide on the wall, and I have heard the howling of thousands of ghosts, and finally realized my heart. And now the only thing that Hua Xiong can get is a dead end. ”

"Whoever kills my people, behead!"

The word 'chop' spit out from Hai Rui's mouth, sonorous and ear-filling, as if it could cut gold and iron.

The King of the Stormy Wind smiled and agreed, "Be sure to kill!" ”

His eyes were fixed on the King of the Turbulent Wind, and Hai Rui said: "However, you are not well supervised, and you are also guilty, I have two punishments, are you willing to accept it?" ”

The King of the Stormy Wind knew that Hai Rui hated the indiscriminate killing of foreign races the most, and now that his men and horses had caused trouble, he was afraid that he would hear something from Hai Rui. Now that he heard Hai Rui say that there were two punishments, he thought about one or two in his heart, so he bowed his head slightly.

Hai Rui said to him with his fingers: "First, Zhu Huaxiong, you need to contribute. ”

"That's how it should be." The King of the Stormy Wind nodded and promised that the scourge he released would naturally be sent away by him.

"Second, the annual coins given to you by Dongping County in previous years will be exempted from half from now on."

"Halving? No way! The King of Storms glared at the ghost, his face fierce. Killing Hua Xiong is to clean up the portal and kill the traitor, and he is willing. But every year, this is a way to cut off people's money!

At this time, the King of Turbulent Wind did not have the deferential attitude just now, he first resisted: "This matter is absolutely impossible!" Then he sneered, "Do you think that if you cut off the New Year's coins of my chaotic wind gang, the life of the small people under your command will be more relaxed?" ”

With his understanding of Hai Rui, he asserted: "Even if I am exempt from ten percent of the New Year's coins of Chaofeng Gang, those property will still not be able to be retained by the small people, and the big families will still collect a lot of money!" You are like this, it's nothing more than suffering my troubled wind gang and fattening the major families in Dongping! ”

Hai Rui shook his head and said slowly: "My people are suffering, and if you can alleviate it for a point, it will be a point." ”

"It's ridiculous, you are the best of the best, don't you know that the world is difficult? I warn you, although you have entered the world to temper yourself, but some things, even if you are as immortal as a real person, are just the end of the mantis blocking the car! The moon in the water, the flower in the mirror, is this the Dao heart that you have realized after ten years of sleepiness? The King of Troubled Wind said a few words angrily, and once again admonished, "Hai Rui! You and I have been friends for a long time, listen to me, your cultivation is not easy to come by, don't end up empty! Let's learn from the widow - go back to your Beacon Mountain, eat elixir, drink nectar, and be at ease, isn't it happy? ”

But seeing that the man was silent for a long time, he finally shook his head and said, "I already know the king's good intentions. But I speak my heart, and how can you know? I have heard all ghosts crying, and I have seen the ebb and flow of the tide, and the change of face of the world. I know the suffering of my people's livelihood, the suffering of death, the suffering of its rise and its decline; On that day, I swore to heaven that I wanted my people to enjoy the blessings of the five blessings! The world is full of joy! ”

"My way, the way to help the needy and help the world; My heart, the heart of the Tao, is firm and unchangeable; If there is a glimmer of life, I will fight for a life. How to deal with Haoqiang, self-coping. You don't need to say more, as long as I am in Dongping for one day, you will have to reduce the annual coins for one day! If you violate my order, you will not be spared! ”

Even the clay people also have a fire nature, not to mention the king of the storm who is the king of one place. The fierce light in his eyes trembled for a moment, and he didn't laugh angrily, "Good! Good! Good! The widow will depend on you! The widow wants to see how you, the Dongping assassin who covers his head and face, and mentions all the family affairs, how to deal with the two greedy wolves of the Liu family and the Fang family!! After saying that, he was about to leave.

Hai Rui stopped him, "Five days later, my disciple Chao Rui will wait in Hanshan Temple to get rid of the ghosts in the cave together!" ”

"Got it!" The King of Turmoil did not look back, and strode forward, every step was a hundred feet away.

Hai Rui watched him go farther and farther, and when the background was only a little bigger than an ant, he suddenly asked, "Who is that immoral ghost?" ”

The Storm King's body froze, "Blood slaughter of the descenders of the Blood Sea Flame Prison Tent!" This person's backer is too hard, and it is inconvenient for the widow to touch him, so leave it to you! Before the words fell, the person was gone.

"Bloodslaughter?" Hai Rui played with this name again and again, and finally said: "What about the people in the Blood Sea Flame Prison?" I will kill this guy! ”

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The Bloodslaughter Mighty was not idle when Hai Rui and the King of Storms talked about him. At this moment, he was accompanying the eldest son of the Liu family and Liu Mingyang, scurrying around in the mixed crowd.

Now in front of the bloody murderer is the 'livestock' that Liu Mingyang once promised him - a full 2,000 living people.

These people were all recruited by Liu Mingyang from among the displaced people under the sign of the Liu family, and the bloody massacre was counted in detail, a total of two thousand and three people. In order to move Liu Mingyang to allocate 1,000 more people, the blood slaughter giant has put a lot of effort into it. Now all this is finally coming to a good end.

More than 2,000 people gathered together, all of them were black and oppressive, and they fell in his eyes like a strong stream of spirit blood, which was extremely attractive.

"Kill, kill them all! Blood sacrifice, blood sacrifice! The blood-slaughtering murderer commanded repeatedly, his face full of madness.

Someone immediately received the order, and with the shouting and scolding, the entire camp of the homeless camp immediately became lively. Those who sharpen their knives in the crowd sharpen their blades; Those who cut off their heads wielded broadswords and cut off one head after another; Screaming and bleeding, crying and struggling, but having to meet death.

Near, seemingly endless blood soaked the land, and along the lines of the underground forbidden carving, it ignited a blood-light flame. The Blood Slaughter Giant Murderer trembled with excitement, with these spirit and blood qi, in a few days, he would be able to cultivate an incarnation seed again. In this way, most of the damage of the assault Fang family can be recovered.

Liu Dagongzi watched with great interest for a while, and when the executioner reported the 156th death sound, he left the stand boredly, and walked into the tent with the guards around him.

When he sat down in the tent, he felt a little distressed. Those people were all bought with his private money, and it was a pity that they were killed in vain before they could bring him a return.

"That smell of blood, he can stand it, what an uneducated brute." Liu Mingyang commented disdainfully on the bloody massacre, and at the same time casually unfolded a report of the fox group.

The contents of this thin page of tissue paper made his heart angry!