Chen Taizhong's master and servant only walked more than 100 miles in Luoshi, and then entered the boundary of Pingling, this place is far to the west, relatively prosperous, but it is only stronger than Jusong City, and it is still much inferior to Dragon Scale City.

The two of them traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers, and walked very easily, and on the second day after entering Pingling, the two decided to go to the famous Broken Sword Slope.

Broken Sword Slope is a famous battlefield during the demon war, although the scale of the battle is not large, but the tragedy is abnormal, the thirty-six immortal-level sword cultivators who participated in the battle were killed, blocking the offensive momentum of the beast cultivators, and becoming a famous scenic spot for hanging the ancestors.

In fact, there is nothing to play here, as for picking treasures, it is impossible, every inch of land here is not known to be destroyed by many people.

Thirty-six sword cultivators formed a large tomb buried together, because many people's bones not only couldn't be put together, but they couldn't even recognize them at all.

There is a tombstone in front of the tomb, which tells the story of the tragic battle - the demon cultivator came out of the black manglin and invaded Dongmang, and thirty-six spirit immortal sword cultivators formed a Tiangang array, which was enough to block the attack of more than twenty heavenly immortal-level beast cultivators and several spirit beasts.

Around the tomb, the trees are already the thickness of three people, and even the trees on the head of the tomb are also thick with sea bowls, which looks unusually desolate and withered.

Seeing this, Chen Taizhong sighed for a while, and then sighed and shook his head, "The terrible thing in this world is still years after all, let you splash the merits of the sky, endless romance...... It will always be blown away by the rain and the wind. ”

The two of them spun around, lit another pillar of incense, put on some offerings, and then left silently.

After walking a few steps without thinking, it rained in the sky, Wang Yanyan saw this, and exhaled, "Will the incense be extinguished?"

"It's not a piece of mind," Chen Taizhong smiled. Lazily replied, "Is it important to extinguish or not to perish?"

Because they came to Broken Sword Slope, the two continued to Pingling City, and they had to walk a long mountain road that was not inhabited, but they were not in a hurry, anyway, they were not in a hurry.

As for encountering a thief. That's not worth worrying about - there are probably no immortal-level thieves standing in the way here, right?

After walking for more than five hours, Wang Yanyan looked at the map and pointed ahead, "Turn over the hill in front of you, and you will be Baisha Town." ”

The two of them climbed over the hill, and the next moment. was stunned, Wang Yanyan frowned, "This is ...... What's going on?"

As far as they could see, it was a small village, and in the distance, it was a faintly large town, but it was drizzling. Even with enough eyesight, the town was still hazy.

However, Wang Yanyan was not surprised by this, but the village below the mountain, which was in chaos, and a group of people in dark gray clothes were smashing up in the village.

And some people in variegated clothing are resisting lifelessly. Among them were old and weak women and children, as well as sturdy men, and the cries and curses were continuous.

"Bandits?" Chen Taizhong frowned, and couldn't help but think of what happened in Taozhi Town.

"It doesn't feel like it," Wang Yanyan stood behind him, holding an umbrella for him, and shook her head when she heard the words. She has her reasons, "If the bandits are the robbers, they probably kill people directly, right?"

Before the words fell, a sword flashed. Two adjacent courtyards collapsed to the ground, and the houses in the courtyard were destroyed.

Immediately afterwards, a child came out of the house, and in another house, an elderly woman came out, holding a package of sizes in her hand, and the child was wounded by the masonry and stone, and his face was bloody.

Jian Xiu, who took out the sword, had a smile on his face, and he still had a little disdain, not knowing what he was talking about.

Chen Taizhong and Wang Yanyan were curious, so they walked down the mountain, Wang Yanyan looked funny, and took out a photo stone to record this scene.

"Bastard, what are you doing?" At this moment, a loud shout came from not far away, and a gray-clothed man glared at them angrily, "Qinglian Sword Sect is doing business...... Do you two want to die?"

Before the words fell, a flying sword slashed over, but the man who had just drawn the sword heard the sound here, turned his head to look at it, and then said a sword without saying a word.

"Thief, you dare!" Wang Yanyan held the photo stone in one hand, held an umbrella and carried a flower basket in the other, and was furious when she saw this, she put away the photo stone, shook her hand and took out a spear, and met it steadily.

"Bang bang" several times in succession, the flying sword was smashed back by her, and she scolded coquettishly, "You dare to hurt someone?"

I can't help but be angry, they both hide their cultivation, one is a ninth level of a wandering immortal and the other is an eighth level of a wandering immortal, and the guy who issued the flying sword is a first-level spirit immortal.

Jian Xiu's attack power was already amazing, and it broke out like this, if you want to say that this person has no intention of killing, the ghost doesn't believe it.

"This woman has hidden her cultivation," the sword cultivator shouted loudly, his sword cultivator who was a spirit immortal was actually blocked by an eighth-level wandering immortal flying sword, it was really shameless.

But at the same time, he can also be sure that this woman is really hiding her cultivation, "It must be a spy! ”

Under this kind of chaos, there is no reason to talk about, Wang Yanyan turned her head and glanced at her master apologetically, handed him the umbrella, and greeted him with a flower basket in one hand and a big gun in the other.

Finally, she still remembered that before the fight, she took a beginner-level amulet on herself.

Among these gray-clothed people, there are also wandering immortals, there are three beginner-level immortals, and one middle-level immortal, looking at this place lightly with their hands behind their backs......

This moment has become an indelible scene in Tong Xiaochuan's impression.

Tong's family is an ordinary family in Dasha Village, his father has three brothers, and he makes a living from farming and sand mining.

For the people of Dasha Village, this is simply impossible, although the Fenghuang Realm is large, but the entire village is relocated, where is it possible to find a suitable place in a hurry.

And the cooked land they have cultivated, the houses on the land, and the sand mining in the sideline will no longer belong to them.

The thought of the villagers being driven to a wasteland will not only make it extremely inconvenient to reclaim land and build houses, but also to procure supplies and find a side job that is enough to support their families.

At the same time, they may also face attacks from bandits or wild beasts, as well as resistance from the locals.

It is too difficult and too difficult to reclaim the land.

It's not that the town is without compensation for this, but fifty spirit stones per person, what is enough?

Therefore, the villagers of Dasha Village have to ask the adults in the town for an explanation.

As a result of the discussion, many strong laborers were injured, and Tong Xiaochuan's father and two uncles were carried back.

Today, it is the deadline given by the town, asking the villagers to move, Tong Xiaochuan is only eleven years old, and there is a younger brother and a younger sister below, but he has become a cultivator - a first-class wandering immortal, so it is up to him to rescue the family's belongings.

Who would have thought that before he finished moving his belongings, the house would collapse, and he only rescued some important things, and his head was smashed by bricks and stones.

It's a loss to him, if it's for his younger brothers and sisters, he might die.

He paused to breathe, then wiped a handful of blood from his eyes, and did not bother to complain, before he continued to rush into the rubble to see if he could turn over something more, when he suddenly heard the sound of fighting.

When she looked up, she found that a nurtured woman was holding a big gun, and she had already fought with the gray-clothed men from the town.

Not far behind her, there was a young man in a long robe, holding an umbrella, standing quietly and watching.

Tong Xiaochuan was very sure that these two people were definitely not ...... in the village

Wang Yanyan has been following Chen Taizhong for these days, and she is not in vain, facing the attack of one spirit immortal and four wandering immortals, although she is a little staggered, she can barely hold it.

When she really couldn't parry, she took a light step to alleviate the danger - the shoes she got came in handy at this moment.

Seeing that a few people couldn't even attack, the two spirit immortals in other places also rushed over, these two spirit immortals waited for a while, and they were a little impatient, and then there were wandering immortals next to them pointing at Chen Taizhong.

"Boy, die!" A spirit fairy was very short-tempered, and he slashed it directly with a flying sword.

This sword is domineering, and it is clear that he refuses to kill people and does not take a break.

Chen Taizhong frowned, in his eyes, these people were not ants, and he was not interested in talking to ants, but he just wanted to see how much the scar had grown.

But when this sword slashed, it was really impossible for him to sit back and watch, so he had to slap the storage bag, pull out a rudimentary spirit shield, block it in front of him, and block the flying sword stiffly.

Then he frowned and asked, "I say...... Do you know me?"

"Why do you need to know me if I kill a spy like you?" the spirit fairy sneered, and slashed at him with another sword, "Since you two are from the same party, then you should die." ”

Chen Taizhong's spirit shield blocked the blow again, and then asked with a smile, "Are you serious?"

"Miscellaneous, are you also joking with me?" The two swords of the spirit fairy had no effect, and he was furious, and drove the flying sword to attack, "Death to the master!"

"Since you are serious, then I am also serious," Chen Taizhong sighed lightly, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, he put away his shield, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the flying sword stiffly.

Tong Xiaochuan's memory has a freeze here, how many years later, he can remember that the young man in a long robe, holding an umbrella in one hand and holding the flying sword of Jian Xiu in the other, the smile on his face is so amiable......

Seeing Chen Taizhong stretching out his hand and pinching the flying sword, the faces of the two spirit immortals changed when they brushed the ground, and even the middle-level spirit immortals who were watching with their hands behind their backs not far away narrowed their eyes, and their bodies rushed over like arrows, "Stop!"

"You said stop it, then how faceless do I have?" Chen Taizhong smiled slightly, and the mental method of "desire" in his hand was silently used, only to hear a soft bang, and the flying sword exploded immediately.

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