Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Glancing at the old man's eager eyes and excited expression full of expectation, Fang Lin didn't bother to hit him, so he just smiled and agreed.

"Good boy, good enough, keep an eye on him."

Seeing Fang Lin agreeing so simply, the old man suddenly became more and more excited. As the smile on his lips rose, he quickly kneaded the secrets in his hands.

In an instant, the old man shot out like a sharp arrow from a bow, and quickly took out his palm with his right hand. Without hesitation, he used up eight points of his true energy and smashed it hard towards the top of Fang Lin's head.

Although there was no particularly big movement, not even a speck of dust was stirred up, as soon as the old man's palm landed on the body-protecting Qi, Fang Lin immediately felt a huge force coming towards him like a turbulent wave.

Just as everyone was holding their breath and watching the battle, a hoarse scream made everyone's eardrums numb, and the old man also bounced back like an arrow from the bow.

If it hadn't been for the loud sound of a huge hole being smashed into the wall, everyone might not have been able to tell that the old man was no longer where Fang Lin was.

"You... you... you are a despicable person, bullying me, an old man, you... you are unethical."

I thought that Fang Lin should at least tremble a little, and there must be another palm to see next. Before everyone could recover from the inexplicable reversal, the old man had already dragged his tired body over from the ruins and said with an angry look on his face.

"Old man, the crime you gave this junior is not an ordinary one. Where should I start with this?" Fang Lin said with a relaxed smile.

"You promised to take the first slap from me, but you... how could you do it? This... this is a sneak attack, you... you bastard, you have no morals."

"As a fellow cultivator, you should know very well that the body-protecting Qi can rebound and hurt. You were knocked away and injured by your own force. What does it have to do with me?"

"you……"

The old man was instantly so angry at Fang Lin's explanation that a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, but he was silenced. However, the anger on his face was quickly replaced by panic.

Only then did the old man fully realize that the strength of the young man in front of him was so terrifying. Since he can rebound his own energy so easily, it is enough to show that his strength must be at least several times stronger than his own, completely beyond the scope of his imagination.

"I wonder if the old gentleman is still willing to accept disciples now?

According to your agreement, if you insist on accepting a disciple, then you will be slapped by the junior. However, if you follow the agreement I said, you can slap me again now.

However, no matter which agreement it is, Ms. Miya Kosaka should be safe now, right? "

Fang Lin had seen this kind of frightened look, which was like seeing a ghost, so it was nothing strange. Moreover, Miya Kosaka has been hanging for so long. Although there is no big harm, she is a weak little girl after all, and Fang Lin really can't bear her to continue to suffer like this.

"No... no need, I lost, completely lost."

No matter which choice he made, for the old man, it was simply sending him to death. Of course, he was not that stupid.

At this time, he had already regretted so much that even his intestines were blue, and he had paid the due price for his previous arrogance and arrogance. Only now did he know what it means to have someone outside of others.

r\u003e

In terms of appearance, there is not much difference between Chinese people and Japanese people, so it is normal for the old man not to realize that he is not Japanese. In this case, Fang Lin simply didn't bother to explain, and just regarded himself as a member of the Iga sect for the time being.

"Whether you win or not, you have to make a choice! Otherwise, everyone will be dissatisfied! You have made it very difficult for the juniors, and they won't be able to explain it when they go back!"

A beam of invisible energy shot out from his hand, and the hemp rope binding Miya Kosaka was instantly shattered. Fang Lin ducked out of the way to pick her up and joked to the old man without changing his expression.

"Yes, you must be ethical as a person. Now that you have agreed, you must make a choice."

"Damn old man, you must pay the price for hurting so many masters of my Iga sect."

Seeing that Fang Lin had completely taken control of the situation, the people of the Iga faction who were almost dying just now completely forgot about their pain, their eyes flashed with light and they started shouting with joy.

The crowd's increasingly high-pitched shouts shocked the old man's heart for a long time, and his eyes began to gradually become dull. How could he still have the infinite glory and glory from before? Because he knows best in his heart that no matter what choice he makes, he will only die in the end.

Is it really because you know what it means once you choose? He also knew very well that his outcome depended entirely on Fang Lin's words, and those in the Iga faction were just minions with no right to speak at all.

"Although I have injured so many people, it is only an injury. It won't take long for everyone to return to their former glory.

Young man, if you have to be merciful and merciful, you can naturally save yourself a lot of trouble. "

Since he had no choice and the outcome was not under his control, the old man quickly recovered from his slight panic and said with a bloodless face and no emotion.

"Your words speak to the heart of this junior. I am indeed a person who doesn't like trouble very much.

But, to be honest, I didn't feel the slightest bit of trouble from you. Otherwise, please talk to the juniors carefully. "

In fact, there was no personal grudge between Fang Lin and the old man. The reason why he came to save people was purely to repay Miya Kosaka's favor.

As for the disciples of the Iga sect, it is naturally a kind of gain to be grateful and grateful. However, everything about the Iga faction is decided by the top management. As for whether they can use it in the future? No one can tell now.

And although there was still a hint of threat in the old man's words, it was not completely unreasonable. The most important thing is that Fang Lin has no reason or necessity to kill him, at least for the time being.

"It's okay to talk, but I don't think this is a good place to talk.

Moreover, I still have some doubts in my mind. This little girl should be considered a very important figure to your entire Iga sect, right? Since you are so powerful, why did you bring these little minions out to die before? "

Although he didn't say it directly, the old man was not stupid, so he could certainly understand what he meant. Although the old man didn't mind telling him everything, he was still suspicious, so he looked at Fang Lin curiously and asked.

"Can any of you explain it to me?"

Looking at the extent and approximate time of injuries, Fang Lin knew that the Iga faction came in at least five waves. Not only the old man, but also Fang Lin was very puzzled. He turned his head slightly and looked at everyone with a smile. Glancing at the old man's eager eyes and excited expression full of expectation, Fang Lin didn't bother to hit him, so he just smiled and agreed.

"Good boy, good enough, keep an eye on him."

Seeing Fang Lin agreeing so simply, the old man suddenly became more and more excited. As the smile on his lips rose, he quickly kneaded the secrets in his hands.

In an instant, the old man shot out like a sharp arrow from a bow, and quickly took out his palm with his right hand. Without hesitation, he used up eight points of his true energy and smashed it hard towards the top of Fang Lin's head.

Although there was no particularly big movement, not even a speck of dust was stirred up, as soon as the old man's palm landed on the body-protecting Qi, Fang Lin immediately felt a huge force coming towards him like a turbulent wave.

Just as everyone was holding their breath and watching the battle, a hoarse scream made everyone's eardrums numb, and the old man also bounced back like an arrow from the bow.

If it hadn't been for the loud sound of a huge hole being smashed into the wall, everyone might not have been able to tell that the old man was no longer where Fang Lin was.

"You... you... you are a despicable person, bullying me, an old man, you... you are unethical."

I thought that Fang Lin should at least tremble a little, and there must be another palm to see next. Before everyone could recover from the inexplicable reversal, the old man had already dragged his tired body over from the ruins and said with an angry look on his face.

"Old man, the crime you gave this junior is not an ordinary one. Where should I start with this?" Fang Lin said with a relaxed smile.

"You promised to take the first slap from me, but you... how could you do it? This... this is a sneak attack, you... you bastard, you have no morals."

"As a fellow cultivator, you should know very well that the body-protecting Qi can rebound and hurt. You were knocked away and injured by your own force. What does it have to do with me?"

"you……"

The old man was instantly so angry at Fang Lin's explanation that blood spurted out of his mouth, but he was silenced. However, the anger on his face was quickly replaced by panic.

Only then did the old man fully realize that the strength of the young man in front of him was so terrifying. Since he can rebound his own energy so easily, it is enough to show that his strength must be at least several times stronger than his own, completely beyond the scope of his imagination.

"I wonder if the old gentleman is still willing to accept disciples now?

According to your agreement, if you insist on accepting a disciple, then you will be slapped by the junior. However, if you follow the agreement I said, you can slap me again now.

However, no matter which agreement it is, Ms. Miya Kosaka should be safe now, right? "

Fang Lin had seen this kind of frightened look, which was like seeing a ghost, so it was nothing strange. Moreover, Miya Kosaka has been hanging for so long. Although there is no big harm, she is a weak little girl after all, and Fang Lin really can't bear her to continue to suffer like this.

"No... no need, I lost, completely lost."

No matter which choice he made, for the old man, it was simply sending him to death. Of course, he was not that stupid.

At this time, he had already regretted so much that even his intestines were blue, and he had paid the due price for his previous arrogance and arrogance. Only now did he know what it means to have someone outside of others.

r\u003e

In terms of appearance, there is not much difference between Chinese people and Japanese people, so it is normal for the old man not to realize that he is not Japanese. In this case, Fang Lin simply didn't bother to explain, and just regarded himself as a member of the Iga sect for the time being.

"Whether you win or not, you have to make a choice! Otherwise, everyone will be dissatisfied! You have made it very difficult for the juniors, and they won't be able to explain it when they go back!"

A beam of invisible energy shot out from his hand, and the hemp rope binding Miya Kosaka was instantly shattered. Fang Lin ducked out of the way and picked her up, speaking to the old man in a joking tone without changing his expression.

"Yes, you must be ethical as a person. Now that you have agreed, you must make a choice."

"Damn old man, you must pay the price for hurting so many masters of my Iga sect."

Seeing that Fang Lin had completely taken control of the situation, the people of the Iga faction who were almost dying just now completely forgot about their pain, their eyes flashed with light and they started shouting with joy.

The crowd's increasingly high-pitched shouts shocked the old man's heart for a long time, and his eyes began to gradually become dim. Where could he still have the infinite splendor of before? Because he knows best in his heart that no matter what choice he makes, he will only die in the end.

Is it really because you know what it means once you choose? He also knew very well that his outcome depended entirely on Fang Lin's words, and those of the Iga faction were just minions with no right to speak at all.

"Although I have injured so many people, it is only an injury. It won't take long for everyone to return to their former glory.

Young man, if you have to be merciful and merciful, you can naturally save yourself a lot of trouble. "

Since he had no choice and the outcome was not under his control, the old man quickly recovered from his slight panic and said with a bloodless face and no emotion.

"Your words speak to the heart of this junior. I am indeed a person who doesn't like trouble very much.

But, to be honest, I didn't feel the slightest bit of trouble from you. Otherwise, please talk to the juniors carefully. "

In fact, there was no personal grudge between Fang Lin and the old man. The reason why he came to save people was purely to repay Miya Kosaka's favor.

As for the disciples of the Iga sect, it is naturally a kind of gain to be grateful and grateful. However, everything about the Iga faction is decided by the top management. As for whether they can use it in the future? No one can tell now.

And although there was still a hint of threat in the old man's words, it was not completely unreasonable. The most important thing is that Fang Lin has no reason or necessity to kill him, at least for the time being.

"It's okay to talk, but I don't think this is a good place to talk.

Moreover, I still have some doubts in my mind. This little girl should be considered a very important figure to your entire Iga sect, right? Since you are so powerful, why did you bring these little minions out to die before? "

Although he didn't say it directly, the old man was not stupid, so he could certainly understand what he meant. Although the old man didn't mind telling him everything, he was still suspicious, so he looked at Fang Lin curiously and asked.

"Can any of you explain it to me?"

Looking at the extent and approximate time of injuries, Fang Lin knew that the Iga faction came in at least five waves. Not only the old man, but also Fang Lin was very puzzled. He turned his head slightly and looked at everyone with a smile.