Pure Yang True Qi was running in his body for a long time, Song Xuan opened his eyes, this time the cultivation and spiritual condensation speed were much faster than before.

Obviously, killing people and refining gods is really effective.

In the past, there were few kills, and the effect was not obvious, but today thousands of people were killed at once, and the effect was gradually revealed.

If you really kill millions of people in this Cheongju, it is really possible to condense the flower of the gods in one fell swoop!

Taking a deep breath, Song Xuan closed his eyes again and practiced.

Although the Great Zhou is in decline, the states are usually quite honest on the surface, and they can't find an opportunity to kill at will.

Now that Cheongju is rebelling and establishing itself as a country, it is rare to give him a chance to kill, if this trip to Cheongju cannot condense the flower of the gods, it will be a waste of opportunity.

When the sky was dark, the rain outside did not mean to stop at all, but became heavier and heavier.

At this moment, outside the Taoist temple, there was a rush and chaotic footsteps, and soon, more than a dozen people pushed the door wet and walked in.

"It's been raining all day, and it looks like it's going to be all night!"

"Don't complain, isn't there still a Taoist temple to hide from the rain!"

"That's right, in this barren mountain and wilderness, it's not bad to find such a Taoist temple."

There were men and women in this group, and after entering the door in a hurry, they kept saying this, perhaps because it was dark, and Song Xuan's aura was restrained like a sculpture when he was cultivating, and no one noticed Song Xuan sitting on the futon for a while.

"Hey, why is there a god statue on this earth?"

A girl with a delicate face and fair skin, who looked like she was fourteen or fifteen years old, walked a few steps towards the inside of the Taoist temple, saw Song Xuan's silhouette in the dark shadow, and reached out in a little confusion to touch it forward.

It's just that without waiting for her palm to approach, Song Xuan's eyes, who were originally practicing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened.

Suddenly, in the night, there seemed to be a flash of thunder, and the girl seemed to see a red fire in the darkness.

The fire flickered, but even so, the girl finally saw the so-called idol that sat not far in front of her.

"Ahh There are ghosts! ”

The girl exclaimed, frightened, and hurriedly hid behind a boy in his twenties.

This boy is quite tall, his face is slightly dark, and he was slightly startled when he heard his sister's exclamation.

But he was not too nervous, but beckoned to the attendants beside him, and soon, two of the attendants took out their fire crackers and lit an oil lamp.

As the firelight rose, everyone finally saw Song Xuan sitting on the futon mountain.

At this moment, the other party was quietly looking at their group of uninvited guests.

"It's not a ghost, it's a person!"

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, and poked her head out to look at Song Xuan with a curious expression, especially after seeing his long hair tied up at random, she was even more surprised.

"You didn't shave your hair?"

When the young boy heard this, he hurriedly covered the girl's mouth and saluted Song Xuan with a kind face.

"The little sister is rude, I hope my brother will forgive me! I'm waiting for the road to encounter a rainstorm, so I'll take shelter from the rain here for the time being, and I'll disturb my brother! ”

This line of people, there are no powerful masters, Song Xuan didn't care about the slight bow, "You are free to wait!" ”

"Thank you!"

After thanking Gongzi, he led everyone to sit down on one side of the Taoist temple, and each took out dry food to eat.

"Brother, that person really didn't shave his head!"

The girl sitting next to Brother Gongzi was drinking water, looking at her brother and Song Xuan not far away.

"What are you looking at?" Brother Gongzi was a little uncomfortable with her and asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing, I, I just think that the pig's tail behind you is really ugly compared to other people's long hair!"

Brother Gongzi glared at the girl, "Do you think I want to, I can't even get out of the door without shaving my head, and being discovered is an endless pursuit!" ”

"Then how can he?" The girl snorted at Song Xuanna.

Brother Gongzi hesitated, "This place is deserted and uninhabited, and there are usually no people, if this Taoist chief stays here all the time and doesn't go out, it should be okay if he doesn't shave his head." ”

The girl muttered, "But he doesn't look like a Taoist priest." ”

"Shut up, you!"

Brother Gongzi shook his head, I shaved my head, I'm guilty, okay!

"Childe, Miss, don't talk nonsense!"

Behind Brother Gongzi, the person who seemed to be the leader of the guards lowered his voice, "This person looks very unusual, go out, don't provoke the enemy." ”

"I know!"

Brother Gongzi looked at Song Xuan and hesitated again and again.

His name is Mu Jiansheng, he was born in Mu Wangfu, and his ancestor was the king with a different surname canonized by the Great Zhou, sitting on the border of Yunnan in Qingzhou, and he is also a big force that cannot be ignored in Qingzhou.

But it's a pity that since the Qingzhou Muhuang Taiji slashed the dragon vein last year and established the country, the sky of the entire Cheongju realm has changed.

As the king of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Mu Wangfu also became a thorn in the side of the Qing soldiers, after the Qing army invaded Yunnan, Mu Wangfu suffered heavy casualties, and they also broke through under the desperate rescue of the palace guards.

After escaping from Yunnan, everyone hid all the way, and some even proposed to join the Heaven and Earth Society and continue to fight against the Qing army.

But Mu Jiansheng is bent on rebuilding the majesty of Mu Wangfu, even if he wants to join the Heaven and Earth Society, the premise is to gather more masters, otherwise he will have no status at all if he goes to the Heaven and Earth Society.

And Song Xuan in front of him, his long black hair is really too eye-catching.

In this world where the Qing army is raging and slaughtering cities everywhere and killing people, this person still dares to keep his hair, which in itself is a testimony of strength.

After all, if you don't have any real skills, you dare not shave your head, and your head has already been cut off by the Qing army.

You must know that even the masters of the Heaven and Earth Society basically shaved their heads and wore pigtail-like braids.

If they can recruit them into the forces of Mu Wangfu, they will also be able to fight for the right to speak in the Heaven and Earth Society in the future.

"This brother is ......"

Mu Jiansheng clenched his fists and wanted to open his mouth to make friends with Song Xuan, but before he finished speaking, Song Xuan's eyes looked outside the Taoist temple.

"Behind you, with the tail!"

"What?"

Mu Jiansheng and the others hurriedly got up and looked outside in disbelief, but they saw that it was raining outside and it was pitch black, and they couldn't see anything clearly.

But in the next moment,

Woohoo!!

Hundreds of bows and crossbows shot from the rain curtain, and the arrows broke through the rain-soaked killing machine, enveloping the Taoist temple in an instant.

"Not good! Get down! ”

Mu Jiansheng subconsciously pulled his sister beside him to the ground, cut off an arrow with a sword, and looked at Song Xuan out of the corner of his eye.

Song Xuan's position was facing the gate of the Taoist temple, and almost half of the arrows that came from the attack rushed straight towards him, and the dense rain of arrows enveloped his whole person.

"Be careful!"

Pressed to the ground by her brother, the girl subconsciously turned her head to look, and exclaimed in surprise at the moment, with a worried look on her face.