Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

The sun is rising.

The golden glow swayed down, covering Xianwu City with a layer of golden armor.

A new day has arrived.

Riding on the breeze and morning fog, Fang Lin put away his breath, and Qiao Zhuang became an old man and left Xianwu City with the convoy.

The carriage bumped, and Fang Lin's turbid eyes watched Xianwucheng go further and further away.

Bye now!

Yaoyao!

Bye now!

Two masters! ??

Bye now!

Xianwu City!

About half an hour later, the convoy entered the mountains.

Suddenly, Fang Lin frowned slightly.

Under the shroud of his spiritual thoughts, he found the auras of many strong men appearing in front of him.

Sure enough, the sound of rapid horse hooves soon began.

Upon seeing this, the team captain Huang Laowu quickly led the team to the side.

Tap tap tap!

Smoke billowed and the sound of horse hooves trampled.

In just a few breaths, a group of people rode fast horses and rolled past them.

Fang Lin remained calm and watched everyone pass by.

From their clothes, Fang Lin could tell that they were undoubtedly members of the eight major sects.

It seems that what Wan Qingshan said is true, the people of the eight major sects really want to drive him away and kill him!

pity.

He is no longer in Xianwu City.

After a while, the smoke gradually dispersed.

Huang Laowu coughed twice and yelled in the direction of Xianwu City: "What a fool, you really think that I am no longer a human being. You grandson will be punished sooner or later!"

Huang Laowu cursed and felt indignant.

Others also spoke in agreement, saying: "No, when we escort people, we are extremely dangerous every time. Not only do we offer a lot of fairy stones to Lie Dao Sect every year, they don't treat us as human beings at all!"

"Who makes the Lie Dao Sect belong to the Eight Great Sects? If there is a slight collision, even if we die, no one will pity us!"

"I heard that this time the eight major sects

I came here for Fang Lin from Xianwu Academy! "

"They say they want to kill Fang Lin, but this Fang Lin is also the pride of our Xianwu Academy..."

…

Their conversation continued. From their conversation, Fang Lin learned that the people of the world were full of complaints against the people of the eight major sects.

"This is the best of times, the best of times!"

Fang Lin sighed softly and said leisurely.

The fairy world is plentiful with fairy spirits and cultivators, giving everyone the possibility of immortality.

However, there are also many people who do not have the talent for cultivation and can only live a life of mediocrity.

The status of these mortals in the fairy world is as humble as dust. Even cultivators in the spirit realm can be easily crushed to death!

While Fang Lin was deep in thought, the little girl sitting next to him timidly tugged on Fang Lin's clothes.

"Uncle, I'm hungry!"

She blinked her watery eyes and whispered.

"Nanny, be good, where are your parents?"

Fang Lin asked, stroking the little girl's hair.

This little girl was only five or six years old. Her face was dirty, but her eyes were extremely bright.

When Fang Lin asked about the little girl's parents, the little girl's nose sore and tears welled up in her bright eyes.

At this time, the uncle driving his horse on the side spoke to him.

"This kid doesn't even have his parents!"

The uncle who was driving the horse raised the whip in his hand, pointed in the direction where the strong men from the eight major sects were leaving, and said, "It's all the good deeds of the Lie Dao Sect!"

"What did this Lie Dao Sect do?"

Fang Lin frowned and asked in an old voice.

"Ouch!"

The uncle who drove the horse looked back at the little girl and said leisurely: "Three months ago, Liedaomen discovered a mineral vein in a small village to the east and asked the villagers to move out. Where are the native villagers?

If you are willing, you will die if you don't obey. In a rage, the Lie Dao Sect stained the entire village with blood! "

The uncle who drove the horse paused for a moment, then continued: "This little girl was so lucky that she ran out to play by herself. When she came back, the people from Liedaomen had already left. Later, when our motorcade passed by a small village, we saw that he was pitiful , and saved her."

"It's just that all mortals in the world are degenerates. How can our team care about a little baby like her!"

After saying that, the horse driver let out a long sigh.

Their days are like walking on thin ice. Maybe after today, they won't be able to see the sun tomorrow. This little girl is still young, and it is not an option to follow them.

Fang Lin listened to these words and said nothing.

He took out the prepared dry food, stuffed it into the little girl's hand, and said with a smile: "Nanny, eat it. After you finish, uncle will still have some here!"

With that said, Fang Lin took out another robe and covered the little girl.

It's late autumn, and although there are sunny days, it's also a bit cool.

How could such a young child survive in the open air?

"Thank you uncle!"

The little girl held the dry food in her hands, took a bite, and smiled with satisfaction.

As the masters of the eight major sects left, the carriage set off again.

On the other side, the powerful men from the eight major sects all came out, and in less than a quarter of an hour, they all arrived at Xianwu City.

When their figures passed over Xianwu City, many cultivators in Xianwu City were shocked to stand and salute.

In their eyes, such powerful people are out of reach.

"There are countless powerful people from the eight major sects. It is indeed a place that cultivators dream of!"

"I can enter the eight major sects in this life, and I will be satisfied just being a sweeper."

"It is said that those who sweep the floor in the eight major sects are all powerful people with weak spirits. As a spiritual cultivator, you better think about it!"

"What's the difference between being a man without dreams and a salted fish?"

…

Everyone was talking a lot, and their words were full of

Envy of the eight major sects.

To mortals, the eight major sects are like the ferocious God of Death, leaving corpses everywhere in its path.

However, for cultivators, the eight major sects are an unattainable dream.

This gap has formed for many years and is difficult to eliminate.

After dozens of breaths.

The strong men from the eight major sects stepped on the clouds and stood in front of the gate of Xianwu Academy!

"Everyone please!"

As soon as the gatekeeper of the Xianwu Academy saw the eight major sects, he opened the door and welcomed everyone.

The eight major sects that failed last time were extremely satisfied this time.

"It seems that Xianwu Academy has finally found its rightful place!"

Someone in the crowd said this with a sneer.

Then, a group of strong men from the eight major sects raised their heads and walked in swaggeringly.

In the main hall of Xianwu Academy, Master Yu and many elders and deacons have been waiting here.

People from the eight major sects had not yet been seen, and their voices resounded throughout the Xianwu Academy.

"Master Yu, hand over Fang Lin, so as not to hurt the harmony between us!"

His voice was full of majesty and his momentum was like a rainbow. It was obvious that the eight major sects were well prepared!

Swish, brush, brush!

The next moment, the main hall of Xianwu Academy was filled with people.

Headmaster Yu glanced at it.

Good guy, there are a total of ten elders here, each one's strength is unfathomable, and they are likely to flatten the Xianwu Academy. No wonder they dare to speak so arrogantly.

Master Yu remained calm and calm, his heart unruffled.

After all, he is the master of the academy, and a few elders are not qualified to act arrogantly in front of him.

However, since Master Yu is sitting here, he will do things according to Fang Lin's method.

"You are too late!"

Headmaster Yu smiled slightly and said, "Fang Lin has nothing to do with my Xianwu Academy anymore!"