Chapter 22: Killing, Killing, Killing and Killing (Three More Requests for Recommendation)
There was silence all the way, the atmosphere was depressing, and the three of them returned to Yunlai City at a faster speed, when it was still dawn, and it was the dead of night. Wan Xiaotian exuded a murderous aura and came to the front of a large mansion with a plaque of "Zhao Mansion". He had already visited this Yunlai City many times in his dream before, so he came here with a light car.
Put Uncle Goudan down and let Bai gently protect Uncle Goudan here. Wan Xiaotian waved his hand to shake the door open, and the murderous aura emanating from his body made his hair flutter automatically without wind.
The divine sense has locked this big mansion, men, women and children, a total of one hundred and twenty-three people, and he will not let go of any of them. Wan Xiaotian's murderous aura made the people in the entire mansion fall into an ice cave, and they woke up in an instant. For a while, there was panic in the big house.
A servant looked at Wan Xiaotian with a murderous face in horror, he was already shocked by Wan Xiaotian's coercion and couldn't move, "You, what do you want to do?" The servant's face turned pale, he squatted on the ground, looking at Wan Xiaotian like looking at a fierce beast. At this moment, Wan Xiaotian's consciousness was a little clear, but in an instant, it was covered by the voices and smiles of the villagers in Tianshan Village, and there was only killing in his heart. The cold eyes were like looking at ants, and a fireball spell hit this servant, and with a miserable cry, it turned into a ball of fire and became less and less, turning into ashes in an instant, and disappearing from the world.
Whether it is an old man or a young child, at this moment, Wan Xiaotian's heart is as cold and hard as iron, like a mortal god, a fireball technique, the highest martial arts in this mansion is the eighth layer of quenching, ordinary martial artists, as long as they do not reach the innate level, they cannot be Wan Xiaotian's opponents.
Wan Xiaotian's body is like a ghost, like a god of death descending, wandering in this big mansion, reaper life after life, under the control of his divine sense, none of them can escape.
Wan Xiaotian came to the main house, and there were only three people left inside, one was the owner of this Zhao Mansion, Zhao Linghai, his wife and son. The three of them looked at Wan Xiaotian tremblingly, just under their noses, the people here were burned to death by Wan Xiaotian one by one, and they couldn't move at all, Wan Xiaotian's momentum was too strong, and the coercion brought by it made people feel terrified from the depths of their souls. Zhao Linghai regretted it in his heart, his son was beaten when he came back today, and told him that he should avoid it, he thought that a child, no matter how high his martial arts are, he has the strength of the eighth order of quenching, and there are so many guards guarding him, how can he be fine, but Zhao Fenglin is already frightened.
"Say, who killed the whole village of Tianshan Village?" Wan Xiaotian's voice seemed to float from the Nine Hells, and at this time, familiar faces flashed in his mind, including the village chief, Uncle Erdan, Uncle Pig Mao, and Widow Zhang, as if looking at him.
"Yes, Zhao Linglei of Tianliang City, he is a monk, that Zhao Lingchen is the shopkeeper, Zhao Linglei's playmate since childhood, he came here two years ago and knew that you killed him, so he went to your village to take revenge. Zhao Linghai's teeth chattered, he felt that he was chilling all over his body now, as if he was in an ice cave, and the clothes on his body were not enough, and he trembled and told the cause and effect of the matter, there must be his impetus in this, of course he will not say it.
"If you kill us, the Zhao family in Tianliang City will not let you go, you are a monk, and our Zhao family is a family of immortal cultivators in the foundation building period. Zhao Fenglin said tremblingly, hoping to scare Wan Xiaotian.
"Hmph, what if I kill it?" Three fireballs bounced on the three of them, and so far this big mansion has been slaughtered by Wan Xiaotian.
The first time he killed someone, Wan Xiaotian was like a machine that had no consciousness and only knew how to kill, without the fear and forbearance that a young man should have, and without the discomfort after killing, he walked out of the door in silence, and behind him was a raging fire, reflecting Wan Xiaotian like a god of death coming out of hell.
Bai Qingqing's divine sense has been paying attention to everything that is happening inside, and she has also seen Wan Xiaotian's abnormality, and feels that Wan Xiaotian is so strange at this time, but she has no better way, and she can't stop it, so she can only silently protect Uncle Goudan, the only relative of Wan Xiaotian.
The cold killing intent on Wan Xiaotian's body made Uncle Goudan unbearable, and he shouted in a trembling voice: "Xiaotian, are you okay?"
Wan Xiaotian seemed to wake up from a dream, a spirit, remembering everything that had just happened, his face turned pale, he squatted on the ground, and retched.
Bai gently walked to Wan Xiaotian's side and gently patted him on the back, Wan Xiaotian raised his head and asked, "I killed those people?"
Bai nodded lightly and said, "Yes."
"I've killed people, and I've killed so many. Wan Xiaotian's spirit was a little trance, thinking and doing are two different things, he really wanted to slaughter the Zhao family in anger, but he didn't expect that he really did it, and he didn't waver in the face of the begging for mercy from the old and weak women and children.
"There's something wrong with your current state, maybe it's because your state of mind can't keep up with the improvement of your cultivation, I don't know the specifics, it seems that we need to find the master quickly." Bai said softly.
"Maybe. Wan Xiaotian responded, but he felt that he was not a problem of his state of mind.
"Uncle Goudan, what are you going to do in the future?" Wan Xiaotian looked at Uncle Goudan again.
"Hehe, now that I'm alone, what else can I plan, let's live one day at a time. Uncle Dog said with a decadent expression.
Wan Xiaotian took out the yellow booklet from his arms, since it was the most common Qi refining period exercise in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, there was no need to pass it on, and handed it to Uncle Goudan, "This is the Qi Refining Period Exercise in the Immortal Cultivation Realm." It was Zhao Linglei of the Zhao family in Tianliang City who killed the whole village of Tianshan Village, he is a monk, if you can cultivate, I will take you with me when I take revenge in the future, if you can't cultivate, I won't take you with me at that time. ”
Uncle Goudan instantly seemed to have found the direction of his life, took the yellow booklet, nodded and said, "I will definitely try my best to cultivate, no matter what, you must take me with you when the time comes." After this afternoon, Uncle Goudan saw that Wan Xiaotian's ability was no longer something that mortals could have. He hated himself for being powerless when his relatives were killed, but he couldn't change it, so he has been tormented for the past two years, and he doesn't want to have the power of revenge all the time. Now that he has an opportunity to become stronger, he will definitely try to seize it.
Wan Xiaotian and Bai lightly sent Uncle Goudan back to Tianshan Village, Bai lightly saw that although Wan Xiaotian had regained his senses, he was still in a low mood, so he took the initiative to take his hand and explained: "Things have happened, don't think about it anymore, the murderer is still at large, we need to increase our strength as soon as possible, or according to what the master said, go back to the sect to build the foundation first, and then solve this matter after the foundation is successful." ”
For the first time, Wan Xiaotian felt that the rivers and lakes were not so fun, and when the cause and effect of grievances fell on him, the heaviness made him a little dislike of his previous play-like attitude.
looked at Bai Qingqing and said, "Let's act separately, you go to your master, and by the way, help me inquire about my master." ”
Bai said lightly worriedly: "Are you going to go to Tianliang City to take revenge?"
"Well, if I don't go, I'm upset. Wan Xiaotian said categorically.
"Then I'll go with you. Bai lightly saw that persuasion was useless, so he wanted to go with him.
"You don't want to go", as he spoke, he suddenly lightly typed a forbidden spirit trick against Bai, and said: "It will be automatically untied after an hour, don't chase after me, you can't catch up with me." ”
After Wan Xiaotian finished speaking, he disappeared in front of Bai Qing like a gust of wind. Only Bai lightly darkened his eyes were left.