"Huh?!What happened?" Ziyun looked out the window when he saw the funeral night, and there was indeed a strange noise outside the manor.

She put down the cutlery in her hand and looked at the latter and asked, "Is there something going on outside?!"

"Uh... Actually, it's nothing, it's just that the two guards are bullying a group of peasants. The funeral night was suddenly interrupted by Ziyun and replied, and then recounted the scene he had seen.

After listening to the description of the funeral night, Ziyun's performance was extremely flat, as if he was accustomed to the occurrence of this kind of event, "Oh, it's nothing, this kind of thing often happens around us." ”

"What, do you want to help them?" Ziyun said as she looked at Funeral Night Dao with a little interest, and at this time her lunch was almost finished.

In the face of Ziyun's question, Funeral Night fell silent, he is now in an ambivalent psychology, his grandfather once taught him that if he has the ability, he can do his best to do good deeds, 'Don't take kindness for nothing' is the words that grandfather taught him. And the night of the funeral has always been remembered.

Grandpa did a lot of good deeds in Yehuai Village before his death, and the funeral night was also remembered in his eyes, he taught the funeral night, "Don't cause trouble, don't be afraid, and try to help those in need within the scope of your ability." ”

Grandpa's mentality naturally affected the values of the funeral night to a large extent, and because of what the funeral Xinghai did, many of the villagers who were favored by him after the former fell ill provided help to the grandfather and grandson.

However, since Yehuai Village was attacked by Fengyun Village, the funeral night also worshiped the elder as a teacher by chance, and the values transmitted by the elder to him were slightly different.

The funeral night once asked a similar question to the elder, "Civilian life is so miserable, what should I do if I am bullied by the soul person." ”

At that time, the elder replied calmly, "That is their creation, and they can only be left to fend for themselves." ”

"Then if we encounter it, do you want to help them? Funeral Night then continued to ask.

But the elder sighed, "Sometimes your kindness will not be rewarded proportionally, but may cause unnecessary trouble. ”

"You have no relatives with them, and there are so many things that disturb inequality in this world, can you help them all?"

The implication of Zun Lao's words is to be less nosy, and the answers to the inner search for certification on the funeral night are inconsistent.

But watching the two guards bully the peasants, the cries of the naughty boy pierced into the ears of the funeral night, and the others were still laughing and laughing in the manor hall like no one else.

Funeral Night's hearing is different from ordinary people, which he showed when he was very young, and the others didn't seem to be noisy, but Funeral Night felt a layer of resonance in his heart.

After a moment of silence, Ziyun suddenly saw Funeral Night straighten up and walk out, as if he had proved his reply with practical actions.

Funeral Night thought about it, remembering that he was also a hunter who had been promoted to civilian, and at that time he was on the same level as these civilians.

The scorching sun hung high, the birds chirped crisply on the branches of the green trees, and a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the field of vision of the peasants and the two guards.

"Stop!"

On the night of the funeral, with the voice of a young man, a guard was smoking a middle-aged man with a belt that bound his waist and collar, and the middle-aged peasant could only hold his head and curl up on the ground in the face of the soul guards, letting out a shocking wail.

After hearing the sound of the funeral night, the guard immediately stopped, and everyone's eyes focused on the funeral night, only to see that the person who came was a young man wearing a doorman robe.

After saying that, he walked quickly to the peasants, comforted them, and said, "You can go now." ”

The night of the funeral was not consulted, and the opinions of the two guards were directly and unilaterally addressed to the peasants.

This naturally caused dissatisfaction between the two, seeing that the other party must also be a soul person like this, the white-robed guard said with a slight displeasure on his face, "Hey, where did you come out of here, bastard?

And the peasants did not dare to leave without permission after being appeased by the light words of the funeral night, and it was obvious that the obscenity of the two guards was far greater than that of the funeral night.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I don't allow you to bully these farmers anymore. ”

"Haha, joke, not allowed? What kind of little thing are you who dare to teach us two brothers a lesson, don't think that being a doorman will tell you what you are capable of, acquaintance, hurry up and stay away, read on the face of your youth and everyone is a soul, we will not pursue you, if you insist on being nosy, then don't blame us for being polite. The white-robed guard said as the soul light on his body moved.

They could see that such a young doorman was here, and the words 'Lin' were engraved on the chest of the funeral robe, it seemed that he was the Lin's doorman who went to Chifeng Mountain to conduct a deep mountain exercise, and they also knew that the Linfu doorman who went to Chifeng Mountain to exchange was the worst and also had the cultivation in the late stage of the psychic realm, and looking at this young man's self-confidence and stern aura, he was not afraid of himself.

Sensing that the other party's soul power was slowly released, there was some coercion, and after the Burial Night Soul Sense was detected, he sneered in his heart, "The cultivation of the early stage of the two Transformation Spirit Realms!"

With the answer already in his heart, he said to the farmer in a loud voice, "Why are you still stunned, hurry up, I will take care of the aftermath for you here." ”

When the peasants heard this, they immediately reacted, and after thanking the funeral night repeatedly, they dragged the injured father and son, carried the middle-aged man and an old man on their shoulders, and left quickly.

"Thank you, young soul-sama!" Before leaving, the woman did not forget to hold her two children and thank them for the funeral night, and then quickly disappeared into the scorching sun.

The other person next to the white-robed guard originally wanted to chase him, but the funeral night didn't give him a chance, and he saw that the man was about to leave at first, but he forgot to move as if his body was filled with lead.

"What? Do you want to do it?" On the night of the funeral, he saw that his soul body was crimson and his soul qi was rioting, as if he had the intention of attacking. But after the funeral night was finished, the soul power in his body instantly burst out from the bottom to the top of his feet, and the blue soul light with the sunlight was particularly dazzling.

"What... Mid-Realm of Spirituality!" Seeing this, the two guards originally had the intention of fighting with the two sides and eager to fight, and instantly lost the will to fight.

"Forget it, just run. The white-robed manor guard said as he calmed down the soul power emitted from the soul core in his body, and said to the person beside him, "Let's go, let's admit it." ”

This world is a society where strength is respected, and the next second when the soul power exploded on the funeral night and was probed out of cultivation, the two of them no longer had the same displeasure as before. Instead, with a hint of respect. You must know that the funeral night is a sixteen-year-old soul in the middle of the spirit realm, and based on their understanding of the cultivation and age of the burial night, this son is not simple.

Seeing this scene, it turned out that there were already many people who followed Ziyun's gaze and looked at what had just happened, including Wang Lung and Murong Hai.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Murong Hai seemed to drink, "What, he is the kid who defeated you before and is named Burial Night?"

Wang Lung scratched his side face and nodded in response.

And only to hear Murong Hai raised his head with some arrogance, "The little ghost in the middle of the Spirit Transformation Realm doesn't seem to be very powerful. ”

In fact, he had already looked at the latter since he was sitting with Ziyun and Funeral Night, and Wang Lung obviously saw this scene, but he didn't say anything, he didn't want to make too much trouble for himself.

Wang Lung has a scale in his mind, he wants to rely on his own strength, improve his cultivation and the overall quality of his body, and defeat the funeral night with his own strength, instead of relying on the help of outsiders.

He is not a completely bullying good and afraid of evil, and he also has an upright and bloody nature in his bones.

When everything was over, the funeral night returned to his seat, he poured the last bowl of wine in the green bamboo wine jar, and took a sip into his throat, and instantly he whispered a refreshing sound, as if his body had been burning under the scorching sun for several minutes just now, and he got a sense of comfort, but at this time he didn't pay attention, there was a resentful side glance in front of him, but it was extremely hidden.

After lunch, there is a half-hour rest from the gathering, for the distinguished guests who have eaten lunch, the manor has a public ventilation lounge, and Lin Zhenshan and others still have not appeared.

On the night of the funeral, he came to a stone chair in the hall and sat down alone, and Ziyun was also alone and rested on a stone chair...

The former's eyes were a little distracted at this time, and his whole state of mind slowly sank into his spiritual sea, and he thought in his heart, "Why hasn't this old man woken up yet." ”

The funeral night entered his own spiritual aperture, the meridians were provided by the soul and flowed like water soul power was slowly flowing, and he was now like drowning in a white and blue ocean, and the majestic soul power turned into an ocean, but he could be alone in it by another funeral night.

If this soul vein is broken by the Burial Night and radiates new vitality, then it means that the Burial Night Cultivation has broken through to the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

Every three soul veins formed by the soul are divided into three stages: front, middle, and back, which is also a sign of the distinction between cultivation and solidification. Soul power visit is to penetrate the opponent's spiritual aperture through one's own soul sense, to see if the soul pulse movement is rejuvenated, and become a meridian that grows naturally after breaking the shackles, which is the key to the soul to find out the strength of the other party.

And if the other party does not use soul power, it is difficult to easily perceive unless it is broken through with a strong soul sense, because the soul vein is composed of souls born of people, and the soul is the origin core of human soul power, which is equivalent to the core of the soul beast.

Funeral Night looked at the death vein that marked the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm being sealed in the spirit aperture, and couldn't help but sigh, "Hey, I don't know when I will be able to break through to the realm of the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, if I can really want to jump into the realm of the soul of the Spirit Manifestation Realm as soon as possible!"