Chapter 60: In the Courtyard

Huan Chang is not a saint, and he also has his own selfishness. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

If it weren't for the Black Sand Gang taking the lead in provoking Huan Chang, even if he knew about the Black Sand Gang's evil deeds, he wouldn't necessarily go to the Black Sand Gang to make trouble.

After all, there are too many injustices in this world to be managed.

However, the Black Sand Gang persecuted Huan Chang first, and killed the villagers of Wangjia Village later.

The deaths of the two people in Wangjia Village were caused by Huan Chang, so he had to take action to avenge the two villagers.

At that time, if the Black Sand Gang didn't come to retaliate, the matter might have been revealed.

But later, a series of actions of the Black Sand Gang had to force Huan Chang, and the grudge with them became deeper and deeper.

In the end, both sides can only fight to the death.

Today, the three leaders of the Black Sand Gang have been killed, and even the Black Sand Guard has completely collapsed.

Thinking of those innocent mountain people who died because of themselves, and thinking of the two thousand lives of Lin Jiazhai, Huan Chang suddenly felt a sense of loss.

"This world is far more cruel than I thought. ”

Huan Chang sighed heavily.

Even if Lin Shan drove him down the mountain at that time, Huan Chang still did not resent the people of Lin Jiazhai.

Because Huan Chang knew that what Lin Shan did was for the sake of the entire village, even if this method seemed ungrateful.

However, Huan Chang could not deny that Lin Shan was a qualified leader.

It's just that Lin Jiazhai has been destroyed after all, and in any case, Huan Chang has to bear some responsibility.

He looked at the head of the second master and muttered to himself: "Killing this person can be regarded as giving you an explanation, rest in peace." ”

Mo Ziren saw that there was something wrong with Huan Chang's mood, and although he was surprised by Huan Chang's methods, he didn't ask too much.

In fact, Mo Ziren was also a taciturn person.

The two left, leaving behind corpses all over the ground and a burned forest.

They didn't dare to stay long.

Although this place is not close to the Black Sand Gang, if such a big thing happens, the Black Sand Gang will definitely get the news.

If the leaders of the Black Sand Gang come and the two of them have not left, they will definitely die.

Time passed, and the entire city of Binh Duong shook.

At this time, the fame of Huan Chang and Mo Ziren spread all around, and almost everyone knew about it.

The once famous Black Sand Gang, after losing two leaders one after another, and the Black Sand Guard also collapsed, finally reined in their arrogance.

During this time, not only did they not kill people everywhere, but they cowered on top of the cottage all day long.

Some other forces, seeing the Black Sand occupied by the Black Sand Gang, also began to provoke restlessly, but the Black Sand Gang never dared to attack strongly.

The retreat of the Black Sand Gang has allowed the rest of the forces to gain an inch.

Fortunately, these forces were afraid of the big boss of the Black Sand Gang, so they did not dare to directly attack the Black Sand Mountain.

However, the Black Sand Gang's sphere of influence has also begun to be a little silky, and the territory they occupy is getting smaller and smaller.

All of this has nothing to do with Huan Chang.

Yangjia Village, small courtyard.

Huan Changpan sat on the big bluestone, and the true qi in his body was rolling, and he didn't know how much more abundant than before.

"Whew!"

Huan Chang opened his eyes suddenly, exhaled a breath of white air, and his eyes were shining.

"Ah Chang, congratulations!"

Mo Ziren, who was dressed in black, walked out of the house and looked at Huan Chang with a little joy.

Huan Chang also showed a smile on his face, and said, "Sure enough, going through a fierce battle is of great benefit to cultivation. ”

Today's Huan Chang has reached the peak of refining and refining gas.

At this time, if he encounters the three leaders of the Black Sand Gang again, he will definitely be able to easily kill him.

If you follow the normal cultivation speed, it is absolutely impossible for Huan Chang to break through to such a level so quickly.

It's just that during this period of time, Huan Chang fought one after another, and discussed with Mozi Ren every day, and his cultivation naturally improved by leaps and bounds.

"Brother Mo, can you improve your cultivation?"

After killing the second leader of the Black Sand Gang, Mo Ziren did not leave, but lived in Huan Chang's house.

Mo Ziren smiled slightly and said, "Although it is not as good as Ah Chang, his true qi is also much thicker than before. ”

"In a few months, we will be able to hit the next level of bottleneck. ”

Before Mozi was appointed, it was the early stage of refining and refining the gods, and when he thought that he had touched the bottleneck of refining the gods and returning to the void, he had to reach the peak of refining the gods and transforming the gods.

If it is according to the accumulation of ordinary cultivation, from the early stage of refining qi and transforming gods, reaching the peak of refining qi and transforming gods, it will also consume a long time.

However, Mozi Ren also fought endlessly some time ago, and he didn't know how many Black Sand Gang bandits he had killed.

In particular, the battle with the second leader of the Black Sand Gang allowed Mo Ziren to accumulate a lot of experience, which was of great benefit to his cultivation.

Both looked at each other and smiled, their faces showing joy.

"By the way, why was Brother Mo willing to spend so much silver to buy a picture scroll on the stall?"

The change in Huan Chang's fate began with that sale of paintings.

In fact, even he couldn't believe that someone would pay a lot of money to buy his own painting.

When Mozi Ren heard this, his face first showed a look of nostalgia, and then he was a little ashamed.

"The reason why I like your picture scroll is not because I know how to paint, I just felt that the content of that picture scroll Li Amin is very similar to where my master lives. ”

"After leaving Master for so many years, I also felt a little missing, so I took out all the silver taels on my body and bought the scroll. ”

"It's just that later, when fighting with the Black Sand Gang bandits, the picture scroll was destroyed. ”

Huan Chang laughed out loud and said, "Why destroy it, my painting skills were still immature at that time, if the model is needed, I will repaint a picture for you now." ”

Mozi looked surprised.

Huan Chang smiled slightly, then walked into the room and took out his drawing board, and spread out a piece of rice paper on it.

"Brother Mo has any request, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Mo Ziren has a very close relationship with Huan Chang, so naturally he will not be polite to him, so he delicately depicts the place in his memory.

Huan Chang was like a flying pen, and it didn't take long for a lifelike picture to appear in front of the two of them.

"What does Brother Mo think?"

Mozi looked at this picture scroll stupidly, thinking of his master, and his eyes were actually a little moist.

"Ah Chang, thank you. ”

Huan Chang Zhengse said: "You and I are brothers, how can we talk about thanks?"

Mo Ziren is not a hypocritical person, and after the ink dries, he carefully puts away the scroll.

The autumn breeze is bleak and the leaves are falling.

The two sat side by side on the big bluestone, imagining the future.

"I heard that the leader of the Black Sand Gang is a master of practicing God and returning to the Void Realm, and after I break through, I will have the opportunity to kill him cunningly. ”

"When the time comes, I still need Ah Chang to help me. ”

Huan Chang nodded and said: "I have long wanted to travel the world, but the Black Sand Gang has not been extinguished, and there has been no way to leave." ”

"After we break through the realm, we will go to the Black Sand Mountain to learn about this grievance. ”