Originally, if others were unwilling to let him go into the village for the night, the young man would have forgotten it, anyway, he had come over for so many days with the sky as the seat and the earth as the quilt, and it was not bad for such a night.

It's just that when the old man at the entrance of this village mentioned that there were demons in the village, it seemed that he also injured a lot of well-wishers who came from outside to eliminate demons. Then Li Zijin really didn't want to leave.

The demon happened to be used to sharpen the sword heart, hone the sword skills, he has been in the condensation realm for several months, and his cultivation has not made the slightest progress, he is going to go down the mountain to sharpen the sword heart in the battle of life and death, and he wants to break the bottleneck.

If he really can't beat it, he will slip away, and the worst result will be that he still has a sword qi by his side.

No matter how powerful the demon is, can it be more powerful than that long-eyebrow Taoist?

The young man was in high spirits, rubbing his hands, and asked the old man, "Where is the demon, the kid just brought the sacrificial sword." ”

The old man seemed to have heard some nice joke, looked at Li Zijin again, and said, "Isn't the little baby a person in the rivers and lakes?

Li Zijin shook his head, feeling that he was just a second-realm qi refiner when he entered the country, and he was still in the second-realm realm, so he encountered a bottleneck, even if others were embarrassed to admit it, he himself was embarrassed to say it.

In fact, in the eyes of ordinary people, as long as they can enter the realm of enlightenment, they can rely on the weak spiritual power in the sea to urge some simple fire and water methods, draw one or two crappy talismans with poor lethality, or perform a very magical wall-piercing technique in the eyes of ordinary people, then they are the mountain immortal masters in the eyes of ordinary people.

Because of the difficulty of cultivating, it is difficult to go to the blue sky, and it is really not everyone who can awaken the sea of consciousness and enter the realm of enlightenment, if you can't even do it, how can you cultivate?

Therefore, on the mountain, there is a saying that ten thousand people cultivate the Tao, but it is difficult for one person to achieve it.

And this "one person is difficult to achieve", it is just talking about the Jindan Realm, even cultivating into the Jindan Realm, which is an earth immortal, is already one in ten thousand, not to mention the primordial infant, distraction, sanctification, and enlightenment above the Jindan.

But whether it is a Qi Refiner of the Ming Aperture Realm or an Immortal of the Jindan Realm, in the eyes of these ordinary people, it can be summed up in four words, the immortal master on the mountain.

Although the old man at the entrance of the village said something unpleasant, he really didn't want to see a young man in his prime die in vain, he turned his head and glanced at the village, and kindly persuaded him: "The little baby is not the immortal master on the mountain, why bother to wade through this troubled water, in our village, the young people have run out, and the rest are all old bones, and the legs and feet are inconvenient to walk, and those who walk are unwilling to move." ”

Li Zijin smiled and said: "Grandpa, can you tell me more about the demon, although the kid is not the immortal master on the mountain, he also has a skill, even if he is not the opponent of the demon, at least he can get out of the whole body, and there is no need to worry about the kid." ”

The old man saw that the young man from the countryside really looked confident, not like a big talker, so he nodded and said: "Alas, since the last two years, at the beginning, someone in the village got up at night and saw a figure outside the house, but when he opened the window, he couldn't see anything. Later, more and more people talked about it, and everyone got together and found that they had all seen that strange shadow, which could only be seen through a layer of window paper, and as soon as the window was opened and the door opened, it disappeared. ”

"For a while, people were panicked, someone made a special trip to the nearby county town, and invited a few mountain immortal masters to come back, but the so-called immortal masters were all half-hung water, and they were drawing talismans and playing with swords, and they didn't use it at all, and they also played a trick on the demon, and they were all scared, and later we learned that they were here to cheat money. It's not a mountain immortal master at all, in fact, it's right to think about it, those real immortal masters, it's usually too late to practice by themselves, how can they have so much time to come to the mountain to kill demons and demons, so many demons and monsters in this world, can they be killed?"

There are countless demons in the world, and the monks can't kill them all. This is the doubt in the hearts of many Qi refiners in the world. Therefore, some people are bent on asking for immortality, ignoring these things under the mountain, but it is not that they are so hard-hearted, maybe they have been in charge at the beginning, but they find that no matter how many demons they kill, the demons in the world are still endless, even if a monk's life is exhausted, he only spends on killing demons and eliminating demons, and the demons are still inexhaustible.

The old man waited for the young swordsman to answer.

Then he saw the young swordsman, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "The old man is right, there are many demons in the world, and there are many injustices. ”

A hint of banter flashed in the eyes of the ragged old man, and he felt that the young man was unpopular, and that was nothing more than that.

Li Zijin continued: "But since I have seen it, then just go and cut it, take care of it." ”

The young swordsman drew his sword out of the sheath, the green silk and green shirt swayed in the wind, and said loudly: "I can't kill the demons in the world, I can't kill the demons in my eyes, I can't manage the injustices in the world, and I can manage the injustices in front of me." ”

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At night, Li Zijin hid in a room.

I was arranged by the old man at the entrance of the village to enter this house because I heard that the demon only haunts at night, and once it appears, it will stay until dawn before leaving.

He had asked the family about the demon, and the couple spoke more carefully than the old man at the entrance of the village.

The boy learned that the demon did not hurt people at first, at most it passed by the windows of every house in the village at night, so that people could see the dark shadow and hear the wind, and the black shadow at first only went to the houses of people with children in the village, as if they were looking for something, so they were so frightened that the residents with children moved out one after another in the past two years.

It was only recently that the demon suddenly went crazy and began to hurt people, not only injuring several villagers, but also destroying many houses in the village, causing the village to complain.

It's not that no one persuaded them to move out, but these old people are too stubborn, and they keep saying that they are all half-cut into the ground, what demons are they afraid of?

The family where Li Zijin was hiding, the couple had also packed up their belongings, and when they arranged for the teenager to hide in the house, they left the village overnight, and they could no longer stand the fear of living all day, it was too tiring.

The boy sat quietly in the room, the whole room was empty by the couple, leaving nothing behind, very simple, there was a candle left on the table, Li Zijin in order to observe the black shadow, until the time of the child, the candle was lit, from the couple's words, the demon will haunt at this time.

Tick tock.

It's raining outside.

The wind and rain were shaking outside the window, the candles in the room were flickering, and the turquoise long sword Cui Hui was placed on the wooden table by Li Zijin, a very convenient position where the sword could be quickly drawn out of the sheath.

The shadow of the young swordsman was infinitely elongated, reflected on the window paper, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

There was movement outside the house! Li Zijin violently blew out the candle, his left hand was already holding the hilt of Cuiyuan's sword, holding his breath and concentrating, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Squeak~" There was a piercing sound that made the scalp tingle, and the wooden door of the room was opened, and a black shadow of the same height as the boy broke in. This uninvited guest had just entered the house, and when he turned to close the door, there was a cold on his neck.

Li Zijin withdrew his hand in time, so he didn't kill a Taoist by mistake.

The distance between the two was so close that Li Zijin could see his appearance clearly, he was not a demon, but a young Taoist priest with a peachwood sword on his back, wearing a blue dark flower wide-sleeved Taoist robe, and stepping on a pair of cloth shoes.

Li Zijin took back the Cui Yuan Sword and asked, "Who is the Dao Chief, and why is he here?"

The young Taoist priest turned his head, "Who are you and why are you here?"

The young man frowned, this person can't speak well? The person in front of him is not big, he should be about the same age as himself, and he is a small Taoist.

The little dao chief's ears moved slightly, and he put his index finger against his lips, signaling Li Zijin not to speak.

There was movement outside.

There was a strange tone of babbling, which sounded like crying, laughing, and singing, which was very strange.

The little Taoist whispered, "Listen, what is this like?"

Li Zijin rolled his eyes, thinking that this little Taoist leader was also the one who pretended to be an immortal master on the mountain and came to this poor country to cheat and eat and drink, right?

"What kind of unjust soul asks for life, this is a singing ······" As soon as Li Zijin finished saying this, his heart suddenly shook suddenly.

Could it be that this so-called demon is?!

Outside the window, a dark shadow drifted slowly.

Two talismans slipped out of Xiaodao's long sleeves and handed one to Li Zijin, "Hey, the sword-trickster, this talisman is my sect to exorcise evil spirits, it has the effect of repelling demons and dispelling evil spirits, take it, don't die too quickly······ Hey, what are you doing!"

Li Zijin didn't pick up the evil talisman, and before the little Taoist could finish speaking, he had already broken open the door with a sword and rushed out of the house.

The shadow flickered and floated towards the rooftop. Li Zijin used his spiritual power, gathered at the acupuncture points under his feet, exerted force under his feet, jumped up, jumped on the roof with a sword, and chased after the black shadow.

The little leader in the house, whose reaction was extremely slow, watched the young swordsman leap up, and after stepping on the bricks and tiles above his head, he quickly crushed an exorcism talisman, put another exorcism charm into his sleeve, and then jumped onto the roof to chase the young swordsman.

The black shadow is extremely fast, and its body is erratic, and it can be vaguely recognized as a man's body, and it is relatively thin, but he can't see the face, and he can't cover the coffin.

It sings as it flees, and its words are slurred and extremely harsh.

A dark shadow, a young swordsman, and a small road leader, leaped between the rooftops of the village, and the movement was extremely loud.

Chasing to the edge of the village, the figure jumped downward, and Li Zijin jumped down regardless of it, and found a grave.

The Taoist jumped on the roof and scolded: "Sword player, you don't want to die? Chase so closely, busy hacking the monster to death, so that you can go to reincarnate early?"

Seeing that the young swordsman was still rushing forward, there was already a gust of wind in front of him. Even he didn't dare to go down rashly, and the little leader tried to throw two different talismans, but the talismans dissolved in the air before they touched the ground.

Finally, he slapped a white talisman on his forehead, and his face became extremely ugly.

The two talismans thrown out before, one against evil talismans and one on the lock demon talisman, were all shattered in mid-air, so it means that the source of the yin wind below is neither a monster nor an evil spirit.

It's a ghost.

In his vein, it is okay to subdue demons and eliminate demons, but he is really not good at facing ghosts, and looking at the atmosphere of the black shadow, he is a ghost with good strength.

This talisman on the forehead is extremely precious, it is a cave talisman made of cave grass refining the cave underworld, pasted on the forehead, you can see the nearby ghosts, which is equivalent to lighting yourself up at night, like a lamp.

He only glanced at it, and saw that something seemed to flash behind the young swordsman who jumped down.

Xiao Dao Chang swallowed his saliva, and complained in his heart whether the sword player was lacking in heart and eyes, so why did he rush down regardless of it.

Suddenly, the hole talisman on his forehead shattered, as if the only light in the night had gone out.

A great omen.