Outside the mountain temple, there was a sound of horses' hooves not far away.

The villagers who slept at the entrance of the mountain temple with harpoons and hoes were awakened one after another.

"The thieves came, and Niu Lao Er hurried back to the village to call people. One bowed his head in the other's ear and whispered a reminder.

After he had spoken, a young man with a hoe in his hand stood up, and ran in the direction of the village as if he were dead, not even a hoe for speed.

And the remaining villagers involuntarily picked up their weapons and put on a posture at the entrance of the mountain temple.

It's just that no matter how Li Zijin looks at it, he doesn't think that posture is of any use.

And he had planned to let the little junior sister go out to practice, but he also dispelled that idea after hearing the dense sound of horses' hooves.

There are too many people.

Li Zijin didn't even need to get a glimpse of the whole picture of the bandit army outside, just hiding behind the mountain god Jin to listen to the movement outside, and feeling the vibration of the ground, he knew that there were a lot of people outside.

There could be hundreds.

"Hong Shao, let's practice again next time, this time you will hide here quietly, twist this invisibility talisman, don't make a sound, and leave everything to Senior Brother to deal with later." Li Zijin reminded in a low voice.

The koi girl who was still thinking about what kind of posture she would put on after defeating the bandits, and what kind of slogan she would shout to look imposing, had to dispel her thoughts, listened to her senior brother's words, and clamped the Daomen talisman with her index finger and middle finger, and slowly twisted the talisman with some clumsy hands and feet.

This invisibility talisman was purchased by Li Zijin at the Ferry Treasure Building when he was riding the Kunpeng Ferry. At that time, the young man also bought several other types of Dao Sect basic talismans, such as doppelganger talismans, stand-in talismans, evil talismans, etc., each with more than a dozen.

And this kind of invisibility talisman is only the most common one in the branch category of Daomen invisibility talismans, and after use, you can't move at will, let alone speak, otherwise it will be ruined.

If it is more sophisticated and complex, and the means of drawing talismans are more troublesome, such as Kunlun Great Hidden Talisman, Easy Talisman, etc., then not only can you be invisible, but you can even walk at will and whisper.

I heard that if it is a top-level invisibility talisman drawn by a Daoist monk with a high attainment in the Dao of the Nine Realms, it can even make the Qi Refiner resist the wind and sword in the air, and the effect is extremely magical.

When the koi girl clumsily twisted the basic invisibility talisman that did not have any bonus, the girl's figure slowly disappeared from Li Zijin's field of vision from feet to head.

However, Li Zijin was still facing the direction where the little junior sister was standing just now, put his index finger against his lips, and made a "silence" gesture.

And the girl Hong Shao, who hadn't yet realized that she was already invisible, and her senior brother couldn't see it, nodded quite obediently.

After Li Zijin arranged Hongshao, the sound of horses' hooves outside the mountain temple and the shaking of the earth all stopped abruptly.

Li Zijin tiptoed to the side, revealing half of his head from the "golden waist" of the mountain god's golden body, and looked at the door of the mountain temple.

The leader of several villagers is the village chief of this Ningshan village.

He stood in front of everyone with a hoe in his hand, trying to control his hands not to tremble, facing that mighty army of bandits, it was impossible not to be afraid.

Among the bandits, the two at the front, he knew one of them.

That man was the guy who led a few thieves to this mountain temple in the morning, trying to steal the golden body of the mountain god, and drove the villagers away with all their efforts.

I never thought that the surnamed Biao really found so many thieves overnight, and he really wanted to rob it!

Immediately, there was a one-eyed man, wearing a straw hat and a knife around his waist, it was the thief Biaoping, at this moment he smiled and said: "Brother Peng, brother, I didn't lie to you, you see if there is a mountain god in the golden body, made of pure gold, Tong Su is not bullied, brother, I tried to scrape the gold edge with a dagger before, and I scraped a hole out, it is still gold, tsk." After this deal is completed, both of us can return ······ What is that retreat, what is the height?"

The bandit leader who was called Brother Peng by Biao Ping was actually not a gang with Biao Ping.

Biaoping's group of people is nothing more than a dozen reckless men who have fallen into the grass and have no great skills, so they can only rely on burning and looting small households on weekdays, and the villagers in the countryside come to eat together.

Peng Wu is different. His hundreds of brethren are a hundred mouths. It would cost a considerable amount of money just to feed this large group of brothers.

They even have a special cottage, and Biaoping's gang can't be compared to it at all.

In Peng Wu's words, Biaoping's dozen or so grass brothers are "not a climate." ”

And a cottage with so many mouths of food can not be earned by robbing some small households.

Peng Wu's business has always been aimed at those who are generous and young, or some dignitaries.

Those children of other families, businessmen, have power and heritage. You can afford to make offerings to the immortal master on the mountain, but Honghu Prefecture is different. The so-called "children of the family" and "dignitaries" here are just like that.

To put it mildly, it means to dress decently, and in addition, it is not much more expensive than ordinary people.

Often, if you do this, the cottage will be able to eat for a long time, and when it is really time for the brothers to fight the tooth sacrifice, he will release the "spies" to look around for work.

That's a coincidence.

It's not that his Peng Wu's spies went back to the village to report any good news, but it was this Pingshui meeting, and the two sides actually didn't have much dealing, Brother Biao came to the village with a dozen brothers, saying that there was a big deal to cooperate with him.

At that time, Peng Wu laughed. Biao Ping, these people, really treat themselves as onions?

What kind of big deal, is it his turn to be done by his group of reckless men who are not in the climate?

The title of the little white dragon of Ningshan has not been taken away yet. The big deal is smashed, so it should have passed through his Peng Wu's ears first?

But I thought so in my heart, on the surface, Peng Wu quietly sent people to entertain Biaoping's group of people, wanting to hear what kind of deal this group of reckless men who did not have a climate, and how big a deal they had?

After all, for a coward like them, it's not a bad thing to have one more friend.

Not to mention, when Biao Ping sat there, he really didn't drink a sip of tea, and he was chattering for a long time, and he really made Peng Wu so noisy.

said that there is a mountain temple in Naning Mountain Village, the local government has a big head, and the villagers have a small head, and they have repaired the golden body of the mountain god Song Zhen for the mountain god, and it took a lot of money.

It is said that it is not gold or silver, but is measured in small money.

Peng Wu slapped his hand and stood up at that time, he was familiar with Xiao Manqian!

Isn't that fairy money, it is said that a small full coin is equal to ······ That's a lot of gold.

Although he has never seen the legendary fairy money, he has never eaten pork, and he has never seen a pig run?

He had heard a lot of legends about fairy money alone, and his ears were almost hearing that the cocoon was coming, that is, his mother had never robbed him of even one and a half pieces.

Hearing that Biaoping said that the golden body of the mountain god was actually made in the unit of fairy money, Peng Wu was immediately moved.

But how shrewd was he, and asked Na Biaoping on the spot, since there is such a good deal, why don't you just swallow it, but let him get a piece of the pie?

Only then did he pry some useful information out of Na Biaoping's mouth.

It turns out that the villagers of Naningshan Village all worship the mountain god Song Zhen, and there are as many families in the village as there are those who have been protected by Song Zhen.

But whoever has worshiped the mountain god and asked for any marriage, future, and peace, there is no one who cannot say that he cannot repay his wish.

Over time, the status of the mountain god Song Zhen in the hearts of the villagers of Ningshan Village has become higher and higher, until now, the mountain god Song Zhen has become a sacred thing that cannot be desecrated in the hearts of the villagers.

And Biao Ping's dozen or so people tried coercion and temptation, but in vain, they were driven out by the group of villagers with harpoons and hoes.

A thief is a thief, and he can't stand the one hundred and eighty people in Ningshan Village, and the harpoon, hoe or something in his hand can also be regarded as a guy.

In desperation, Biao Ping could only take a dozen brothers to "take refuge" in Peng Wu's cottage, which led to this "deal".

Peng Wusi, who called himself Ningshan Little White Dragon, thought about it, but didn't feel that there was anything wrong, no, he took the hundred brothers in the village overnight and rushed to the mountain temple in Ningshan Village.

He had made up his mind in his heart, if the short-eyed Biao Ping dared to tease him, he would definitely not be able to spare this guy.

Come or not, there is really such a golden body of the mountain god that can be called a golden mountain god located in the mountain temple, almost occupying most of the temple, no wonder Biaoping they can't move it, such a big mountain god golden body, at least twenty people can move it, not to mention that at the same time, someone has to deter the villagers of Ningshan Village.

After listening to Biao Ping's lame words, Peng Wu said with a smile: "Brother Biao, you are retiring to the mountains and forests, and you can sit back and relax. ”

The latter patted the horse's head and said with a flattering smile: "Yes, yes, yes, retreat to the mountains and forests, sit back and relax." How else to say that Brother Peng can be the little white dragon in the waves of our Ningshan County, the little white dragon in this wave, I really can't do it without turning over a few books!"

The little white dragon in the waves of Naning Mountain laughed heartily, very satisfied with Biao Ping's sycophant, but when he saw the village in the distance, there seemed to be movement, and it seemed that a large number of people were rushing to the mountain temple, Peng Wu coughed, and said: "Brother Biao, it's time to do business." ”

Before the words fell, the village chief and the rest of the villagers who were guarding the gate of the mountain temple were trembling slightly, where had they ever seen such a big battle.

This group of bandits is much more bluffing than the one-eyed Biaoping, hundreds of people, all with knives and handles in their hands, bare-chested, tall and big, they are not easy to get along with at first glance.

Seeing that in the village in the distance, a large number of people were rushing to the mountain temple with torches, and the village chief breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that it was the second cow who woke up the villagers and called to the mountain temple.

Right now, he only needs to delay a little longer, and when the big guy arrives, he will be able to defend the mountain god's golden body.

One-eyed Biaoping nodded, "It's time to get down to business." ”

He gave his subordinates a look, and a bandit knew it, turned over and dismounted, and walked straight to the head of Ningshan Village.

When the village chief saw that the man was not good, he shouted loudly to embolden himself, and shouted, "What do you want to do?"

Biao Ping held the reins of the horse, with a lofty attitude, and said with a smile: "Village Chief Ge, we are just short of money, come to your Ningshan Village to borrow some money to use, there is no need to hurt the harmony of all of us for this bit of silver, the sword will not be long-sighted, and I will accidentally hurt you, how bad." If you are like this, take your people away, and we will only move the golden body and go, and we will never hurt you. ”

Ge Quan shook his head and swung the hoe in his hand at the bandit minion, forcing the latter to take a step back.

The minion turned his head to look at Biao Ping: "Boss, this?"

Peng Wu frowned, he didn't want to delay too much effort on these guys in front of him, it was best to make a quick decision and move this mountain god's golden body back to the cottage as soon as possible, otherwise when things get bigger, it will attract the intervention of the Ningshan County government, and there will be a lot of trouble.

Thinking of this, Peng Wu glanced at the left and right hands beside him.

The two men beside him had to be ordered to dismount, and each drew his sword from its sheath, and it seemed that it was going to be red tonight.

They plan to use that Ge village chief to make an example of the monkeys.

Li Zijin, who was behind the golden body of the mountain god, frowned slightly, the matter was far from being as simple as the young man thought.

The two sword-wielding men who slowly walked towards the mountain temple in front of him were all martial artists of the Three Realms, and from the words of several people, it could be seen that Biao Ping and Peng Wu were the ones who spoke in this group of bandits, and the realm would only be higher.

The young man who wanted to help the villagers keep the golden body of the mountain god could only dispel this idea.

Right now, it's good to keep them alive.

Peng Wu's left and right hands, the two knife-wielding men cut off the hoe in Ge Quan's hand with one knife, and several villagers did not dare to come to the rescue, just when the two of them were about to fall on Ge Quan's body, a verdant Cuiqu ancient sword was firmly blocked in front of Ge Quanquan, the village chief of Ningshan Village, and firmly caught the two white blades.

Ge Quan, the head of Ningshan Village, still had palpitations, he was already sweating a lot, his legs were still trembling, just now he thought he was going to be stabbed, and at this time he retreated again and again.

Several villagers instantly held him up.

"Village Chief Ge, are you okay?" a sturdy man asked with a little shame, when the thieves shot at the village chief just now, he didn't have the courage to stand up and block the knife for Ge Quan, and he was not as good as the young man in the green shirt who looked to be no more than a teenager in front of him.

Almost the moment the young swordsman in the green shirt appeared, Peng Wu and Biao Ping, who were on the horse, both squinted their eyes instantly, looking like they were facing a great enemy.

After Li Zijin parried the two white blades, he exerted force in his hand, and instantly downplayed the white blades in the hands of the two men, with a calm and relaxed look, quite a fairy style.

Ge Quan and several villagers recognized him as the young man who passed by the mountain temple this evening, and at that time he was accompanied by a girl in white with a beautiful face, but he was nowhere to be seen at the moment.

It turns out that the two of them are not in the same group as the bandits!

One of Peng Wu's henchmen felt that he and the other person had been repelled by this young swordsman's sword, and his face was a little unbearable, so he had no choice but to scold him loudly: "Who dares to wade into this troubled water?

Li Zijin turned his head slightly and glanced at him. The man glanced at it so lightly, and he couldn't tell the palpitations, as if there was some terrifying existence in the eyes of the young man in the green shirt.

Peng Wu squinted his eyes, looked the young swordsman in green shirt up and down, and felt that the other party was a practitioner and not easy to deal with.

Yu took out his attitude that it is better to make friends than to make enemies, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is very skilled, I don't know which way you got involved, can you sell me the little white dragon in Ningshan Langli a face, just stand by and watch, after the matter is completed, I Peng Wu will be grateful!"

The young swordsman in the green shirt shook his head and whispered, "I haven't heard of it." ”

It can be said that it is quite faceless.

The corners of Peng Wu's mouth twitched slightly, but his years of experience in walking the rivers and lakes made him feel that this guy might not be easy to mess with, so he didn't have a seizure on the spot.

Biao Ping was just about to open his mouth again to scare and scare the kid, but unexpectedly, the young swordsman in the green shirt turned out to be the main guest, facing hundreds of thieves on horses, the green shirt took a step forward, and slowly said: "The golden body, you can take it, people, you can't touch it." ”

Biao Ping immediately scolded his mother: "Who the are you, a stinky boy who hasn't grown all the hair, it's your turn to meddle in your affairs······?"

Who knew that it was Peng Wu, the real speaker of this group of bandits, who immediately said: "Yes." ”

One-eyed Biao Ping was stunned, turned his head to look at Peng Wu in disbelief, and said suspiciously: "Brother Peng······?

However, Peng Wu didn't think so, there are not many immortal masters on the mountain in Honghu Prefecture, but they are not completely absent, and those who do his job are most afraid of meeting two kinds of people.

One is a boy and a virgin who looks very young, and then he can call the wind and rain, and he is a mountain immortal who hides his age with realm cultivation, and if he offends this kind of person, he must have no good fruit to eat, and he may not even know how he died.

The other is the sword cultivator with the sword in hand, they are decisive in killing, and the degree of ruthlessness is no weaker than that of the bandits, and if they start with the sword cultivator, even if they don't die, they will lose half their lives, it's not worth it!

He Peng Wu is a lot of people, but there are a lot of people.

To put it bluntly, most of the hundreds of people behind him are fucking rice buckets in the first realm of martial arts, and there are not even a few in the second realm, what kind of people are they?

If you really want to meet a mountain immortal master with some means, these rice buckets are not enough for people to stuff their teeth!

On the one hand, Peng Wu was frightened and frightened, constantly looking at the young man in green shirts who was so confident that he was not afraid to retreat in the face of hundreds of people, what kind of realm was it?

On the one hand, he had to pretend to be calm and smiled and explained to the one-eyed Long Biaoping beside him: "Brother Biao, since our trip is to seek wealth, then naturally I hope that the journey will go smoothly, and it is better to have no extraneous branches, or Mo Yan's extraneous branches, move the mountain god's golden body earlier, put the silver in his pocket earlier, and divide the account between our brothers and fifty, so as not to ······ There are many dreams in the night. ”

When mentioning the three words "extraneous branches", "five or five accounts", and "long nights and dreams", Peng Wu, who called himself the little white dragon in the waves of Ningshan, used an accent.

The importance of these three words has been repeatedly emphasized.

And that Biao Ping, when he heard the "five or five accounts", he was stunned on the spot, because the two of them had said that the good account was actually "four or six accounts", of course, it was Peng Wuliu, he was Biao Ping, after all, the other party was a real hundred. If it weren't for Peng Wu, he wouldn't have been able to bear this big deal by relying on his dozen or so brothers alone.

Speaking of which, he just provided a piece of information to Peng Wu's cottage, if he really followed the rules of the road, in fact, he couldn't even tell thirty percent, it was clearly Peng Wu of the little white dragon in the waves of Naning Mountain, giving face, making friends, and willing to give profits to himself.

In fact, four or six points is enough to make Biao Ping excited, I didn't expect that at this time, Brother Peng would give up the profit again, and he was willing to split the account between the two sides, so the one-eyed dragon Biaoping was naturally overjoyed and too late, so he didn't bother to care about the young man in the green shirt who came out halfway, you are crazy and let you go crazy, Lao Tzu moved a mountain god and walked away, not to eat and drink spicy, and to be at ease?

Anyway, in order to make a lot of money, I don't bother with a hairy boy.

Biao Ping had no choice but to nod and agree.

Peng Wu waved his hand and ordered his left and right hands to return to the horse, and then sent more than twenty bandits to dismount, intending to move the mountain god's golden body away "logically".

The green shirt didn't stop it, after all, it was not easy to save the lives of these villagers in the hands of so many first, second, third, and even two fourth-realm martial artists.

If you really want to fight with the other party, you can only lose your life and the golden body of the mountain god in the end.

The golden body of the mountain god is gone, and you can spend money to reshape it, but the villagers have only one life, and if they die, they will die.

It's good to have faith, and you have to live to do it.

Li Zijin put his sword into the sheath, turned his body slightly, and deliberately stood in front of the villagers of Ningshan Village, "separating" the villagers from the bandits.

However, Ge Quan, the head of Ningshan Village, who didn't dare to speak just now, suddenly exclaimed: "You can't let them move the mountain god's golden body!"

Li Zijin frowned instantly, he had just talked about it, why did it change again? Is it really that he has never died?

It turned out that Niu Laoer, who had been called by Village Chief Ge to move the rescuers before, finally rushed to the mountain temple with the villagers of Ningshan Village No. 180.

Some of them had torches in their hands, some of them also had fellows in their hands, brooms, harpoons, hoes, sticks, whatever their usual use, they were of only one use at the moment.

Quite simply, it's to fight bandits.

Now the villagers of Ningshan Village, and Peng Wu Biaoping's gang of bandits, the two sides are almost the same in terms of numbers, and the villagers are slightly higher than the bandits because of their momentum.

However, Li Zijin knew that the villagers of Ningshan Village had considered things too simply.

Just as in the evening, he and his little sister Hongshao just wanted to go into the village to spend the night, but they were driven away by the villagers with harpoons and hoes. If you really want to make a move, you won't be able to beat it?

It's the same now.

Those villagers of Ningshan Village are really complete.

The old, weak, women and children, almost all the people in the village who can come and can't come.

The one with the cane, the one with the baby in his arms, the one with sugar in his mouth, and the skinny one. It seems that as long as everyone is born in Ningshan Village, they are all called to the mountain temple, intending to fight to the death with the group of mountain thieves who are tall and strong.

However, if you continue to fight like this, the net may not break, but the fish will definitely die.

A group of old and weak women and children with harpoons, hoes, brooms, and brooms to meet a group of hardcover bandits with swords, guns, swords, and halberds?

Thinking about it is no different from sending it to death.

Li Zijin sighed, the situation was a little out of control.

Originally, as long as this group of thieves carried the mountain god's golden body away first, and the people were fine, then whether it was to report to the official later, let the government be responsible for recovering the mountain god's golden body, or wait for the future to have money and rebuild a dodge golden body, it was better than taking the lives of the entire village to fight for a dead thing.

What's more important?

Almost after Village Chief Ge said, "You can't let them take away the golden body of the mountain god," the group of villagers of Ningshan Village who arrived in a hurry also coaxed: "The village chief is right, we can't let them snatch the golden body of the mountain god! Everyone works together to keep Song Gan's mountain god!"

Na Peng Wu waved his hand, and a group of bandits immediately went to confront the villagers of Ningshan Village, who had arrived late.

Biao Ping is also a violent temper, he just endured a breath of air, but now it's good, and there is a group of rural villagers who don't know whether to live or die, planning to spoil his good deeds.

"Damn, what's going on day by day?" The one-eyed dragon Biaoping scolded and turned over and dismounted, he drew his knife out of the sheath, tonight he must be caught without a long eye, give him a good bloodletting.

Li Zijin was just about to make a move to stop him, but Peng Wu had already taken the lead.

Peng Wu, who claimed to be the little white dragon in the waves of Ningshan, clamped his legs between the horse's belly, and rushed straight into the green shirt, and by the way, he took out his white blade and slashed at the top of the young swordsman in the green shirt.

Li Zijin touched the ground on his toes, and his body floated back, dodging this insidious sneak attack.

What a smiling tiger!

Before the situation developed to the point where it was impossible to fight, this person had been talking and laughing, and he had a posture of "taking a step back to discuss" in everything, so he even gave Yicheng profit to the one-eyed dragon Biaoping in order not to make extraneous branches.

However, seeing that all the villagers of Ningshan Village had arrived, they were bound to stop their group from moving the mountain god's golden body.

So for Peng Wu, who is bound to win this mountain god gold, he naturally doesn't care about what it is better to make friends than to make enemies.

In the end, you have to put real money in your pocket before you can be a good talker.

Even if this young swordsman in a green shirt is really a sword cultivator on the mountain, now that he Peng Wu is ready to send an arrow, he can't let so many brothers go home empty-handed, right?

When you're here, you have to take something with you!

In Peng Wu's heart, cutting off people's financial routes is like killing his parents, since this group of short-sighted villagers plan to block his financial path, then don't blame him Peng Wu for cutting off a few heads before moving away the golden body of the mountain god!

The girl Hong Shao, who had been hiding behind the mountain god Jin with an invisibility talisman, finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing her senior brother dodge a dangerous sneak attack from behind, the girl's palms were already clenched into fists, and the sweat on her sideburns also slipped down, and she was nervous for her senior brother.

I want to go out to help my brother, but I'm afraid that my three-legged cat kung fu will not help my brother at all, but will cause a lot of trouble to my brother.

I can't say that it will hurt my senior brother at that time.

So Hong Shao thought about it and finally decided to believe Li Zijin, just believing in him is one thing, and worrying about him from the bottom of my heart is another thing.

Peng Wu couldn't hit a blow, he didn't panic at all, he turned over and dismounted directly, and slashed at Li Zijin's head with another slash from the sky, this move was strong and heavy, if the young man in the green shirt couldn't parry, he would have his brain blooming on the spot!

However, the picture imagined by the little white dragon in the waves of Ningshan did not appear, and his slash slashed the steps in front of the mountain temple, directly cutting out an inch-deep hole in the steps, which was extremely powerful.

When Li Zijin faced the slash that fell from the sky, he didn't choose to take it hard at the first time, because he didn't know the true realm of the martial artist in front of him, and only came to the conclusion that there were at least four realms.

This is the inadequacy of the low-level monks.

If it is a monk above the Jindan Earth Immortal, then he only needs to use his spiritual power to gather his eyes, and he can see at a glance the realm of those monks or martial artists whose realm is lower than his own.

And some Qi Refiners who know the special Qimen Divine Power Techniques can observe some realms similar to themselves, or even higher than their own Qi Refiners' realms, through magical spells such as "Wangqi" and "Guanfu".

It's just that the higher the realm of the person being observed, the higher the requirements for the realm cultivation of the observed person and the level of familiarity with that magic power.

Just like Liang Jing was in the Sleepless Mountain before, trying to "Guanfu" through the Confucian supernatural powers, looking at the fish entering the water of the turbulent water, comparing the girl Hongshao, the fish out of the water, and then making a kind of "deduction" of Hongshao's mental nature and possible future development.

Liang Jing also likes to observe all things in the world since he was a child, and has laid a good foundation for cultivating this magical power since he was a child.

On the contrary, even if he was replaced by Zhao Changqing, who was also a Confucian Qi refiner at the peak of the Eight Realms with Liang Jing before the breakthrough, he might not be able to achieve the effect of the former, even if he could rely on the technique of derivation to get some "days", such "days" may not be the most accurate, or rather, not completely accurate.

It must be known that even if you don't deduce the "tomorrow" of a mountain immortal, only deduce the "tomorrow" of an ordinary man under the mountain, the conclusion drawn may not be completely correct.

Why? Just because even the Taoist ancestor of the natural Dao Law left a sentence: "The Great Dao is fifty, the Tianyan is forty-nine, and the people are one of them." ”

It is to say that there are no absolutes in the world, even if it is an extremely subtle, extremely insignificant, and extremely worthless thing, it may change the development trajectory of a person or even a world.

Therefore, the way of derivation is mysterious and mysterious, even if it is the Daomen Gao Zhen who has been counted hundreds of times so far, he does not dare to say that the next hexagram he has divined, and there will be no accidents.

If every hexagram that has been divined before is regarded as "four nines", then who knows if the next hexagram is the "one"?

It may or may not be, this is the interesting part of derivation, you can choose to believe in fate, believe that everything is predetermined, or you can choose to change your life against the sky, to break the shackles of heaven, to break the shackles of "one".

Li Zijin swiped his sword horizontally, and he had already condensed the sword above the tip of the sword, and he threw the Cuiqu sword straight out, aiming at the one-eyed dragon Biaoping in the distance, because the latter had already cut off the right arm of a villager with one sword, and the next knife was about to cut off the villager's head.

A little cold light came first, and above the tip of the sword, the sword opened the way, and also removed the right arm of the one-eyed dragon Biaoping holding the knife.

Before the man arrived, the sword had arrived.

Biao Ping hadn't even reacted at the moment, until he saw his right arm fall to the ground, and after a brief moment of shock, disbelief, and unacceptability, he felt a sharp pain.

The unbearable pain made him cry wolf, and Biao Ping fell to his knees, hoarse.

After the verdant Cuiqu ancient sword was thrown out by Li Zijin and cut off Biao Ping's right arm, everyone saw only a vague figure, and they caught up with the emerald long sword almost instantly.

Dressed in a green shirt and fluttering, he stood still, holding the ancient sword Cuiqu in his hand, and the horizontal sword was on his side.

Li Zijin said indifferently: "I have always been the most reasonable, I just said that you will take the golden body, and no one is allowed to move." You broke the rules first. Arm for arm, it's fair. You should thank me for my timely move, otherwise when you cut off his head, it won't be an arm for an arm, but a life for a life. ”

"Is Your Excellency really determined that you won't be able to get along with us?" asked Peng Wu.

Li Zijin smiled: "How did you practice?"

Peng Wu frowned and asked, "What is practiced and how is it done?"

"I said you have such a thick skin, how did you do it? Li Zijin raised his sword and pointed at the head of the bandit, "Just now I attacked me from behind, and it was clear that I had already been killed, and now I am asking if I have to go against you, you are really not thick-skinned." ”

Peng Wu, who had failed to sneak attack before, had an extremely gloomy face, knowing that it would never be good tonight, and he was too lazy to talk to that young swordsman again, what if a person was good? Brother Lao Tzu, slowly learn your swordsmanship!

Peng Wu was broken, waved his big hand, and said in a deep voice: "Kill." ”

A very simple word, if Li Zijin is not here today.

Then it was such a simple word that announced the death of hundreds of people in Ningshan Village.

It seemed that what came out of that person's mouth was really not a hundred corpses, but just a few strokes of a killing word, without any weight, far less than the golden body of the mountain god he was bound to get.

Jokes, in their eyes, how can human lives be as heavy as gold?

Li Zijin turned his head slightly, and said to Ge Quan, the head of Naningshan Village: "Hurry up and take your villagers to escape, you can't protect that golden body, I can only delay time for you." ”

Ge Quan didn't know that he was dying, and took the young man's kind reminder as a deaf ear, but instead picked up a harpoon, and was the first to rush to the mountain temple, guarding in front of the mountain temple, shouting: "Down with the bandits, protect the golden body!"

Seeing that their beloved village chief had taken the lead, the rest of the villagers naturally flocked to the mountain temple, which was closer to the mountain temple, but closer to the group of bandits.

"No, hey, don't do that. ”

Li Zijin looked at the hundreds of people who couldn't stop him, all of them were like crazy and had to take their lives to protect the golden body of the mountain god, and they really didn't go for a while, and they didn't leave.

The group of people had already blocked the exit of the mountain temple, and the little junior sister Hong Shao was still inside.

And after Peng Wu's sentence of "killing", the group of bandits also began to move seriously.

Outside the mountain temple, swords and swords appeared, and blood was splashed everywhere.

Except for a few tall and sturdy young men, those villagers could hardly make a single move under the bandits' blades, and they all fell with one sword.

Li Zijin tried his best to save people, but he couldn't stop them from rushing to death as if they were chasing ducks to the shelves.

After the bandits rode their horses and charged, several villagers of Bailai died in an instant, and many others were scratched by white blades.

It wasn't until they saw the blood and saw that they were really going to die that some people gradually recognized it and began to retreat.

"Village chief, they really dare to kill people, what's the matter?"

Ge Quan was asked stupidly, how did he know that this group of crazy thieves could really do this kind of ruthlessness, the original Biaoping gang came to rob, and they always took out knives to scare and scare them, and the villagers would pay more or less a little money to send them away in order to spend money to eliminate the disaster.

I never said that I really started to do it, but today that Biao Ping is really a money fan, not only colluding with the largest bandit nest in Ningshan County, but also bringing all the thieves in a cottage, and is bound to snatch the golden body of the mountain god.

There are also a lot of people on his side, and Ge Quan estimates that even if the two sides make a move, at most they will suffer a small loss, as long as they can protect the golden body of the mountain god, it is not a big deal.

It wasn't until he saw the dead villagers with his own eyes that he began to be frightened, and at this time he said to himself: "It's a big deal······ I don't know what to do······"

Li Zijin picked off a thief from his horse with a sword, turned over on his horse, and rushed straight to Peng Wu, the thief who was commanding and dispatching his brothers in the distance, in line with the principle of capturing the thief and capturing the king first.

When he passed by the village chief Ge, he shouted loudly: "Tell them to go, even if Song Zhenshan God is really here, he must not want to see his villagers die for nothing for the golden body!"

Wake up the dreamer with a word, Ge Quan stood up with the support of a villager, and hurriedly shouted: "Everyone, stop fighting, don't fight, if you continue to fight, your life will be gone." ”

At this time, the villagers had a lot of choices to listen to the village chief's words and did not take the initiative to take action, but it was not okay for one party to stop, after all, the group of thieves on the horse were aggressive, and the knife would not be sheathed if it was not red.

The next moment, Li Zijin had already deceived and approached, standing on the horse and stepping on the horse's back on his toes, and the horse was only trampled to the ground, and the whole person held the Cuiqu sword, as if an arrow galloped away instantly, the tip of the sword condensed a little sword, pierced countless white blades through thorns, came to the side of the thief Peng Wu, picked up the white blade in his hand with a sword, and then reached out to lift it, and instantly pulled Peng Wu off the horse.

Li Zijin put the Cuiqu sword on Peng Wu's neck and threatened, "Let your people stop." ”

The martial artist of the Four Realms, Peng Wu, who called himself the little white dragon in the waves, suddenly shouted: "Stop Lao Tzu!"

At the sound of an order, the group of bandits stopped and turned their heads to look at the green shirt and their boss.

Peng Wu slid a bead of sweat the size of a bean on his forehead, and said with a sneer: "Chivalry, hero, uncle······!

The young man in the green shirt asked, "Now, can we discuss it again?"