In those years, the cultivators we cut together

In the busy street, Lin Xiaolu felt a lot more relieved when he saw the continuous stream of pedestrians, hawkers selling candied haws, and opera actors singing opera in the attics on both sides of the street.

Unexpectedly, in this chaotic world, there can be such a harmonious scene. This is the familiar mortal world in my impression.

"You Heyin Sect, you have protected this place very well." Lin Xiaolu said to Qin Congcong who was leading the way beside him.

"Hmph, of course." The girl said proudly, crossing her arms: "Our Heyin Sect is the largest sect in Sichuan, and my grandfather is the suzerain. According to my father, my grandfather is only one step away from the legendary Nascent Soul. One step away, with his old man around, no Dongying people can get in."

Lin Xiaolu nodded upon hearing this, and continued to walk towards the distant mountain.

The top of this mountain is where the sect of He Yinzong is located, and after crossing this mountain, it is the place where Dongying is currently located.

When the time comes, will I kill people together with the suzerain of He Yinzong, or will I act alone?

If he cooperates with other people to kill people, won't he look like an assassin?

Lin Xiaolu was a little confused.

"Hey! What's your name? You haven't told me your name yet."

"Lin cut people." Lin Xiaolu, who was thinking about it, said nonsense.

Hearing Lin Xiaolu's name, the girl froze for a moment, her big round eyes suddenly became dull.

Can't think of this guy's name... quite arrogant.

After a brief daze, the girl caught up with Lin Xiaolu and said with a happy smile:

"Cut Human Daoist, you are so powerful, come to help our He Yinzong deal with Japanese pirates, my grandfather must be very happy, when you see his old man in a while, you can tell him that I know heroes with my eyesight, so I specially invited you to deal with Dongying Human, okay?"

Lin Xiaolu glanced at Qin Congcong in surprise when he heard the words:

"You are so smart, you still want to use this method to win your grandfather's favor?"

"Hey, who would think that he gets less praise?"

Lin Xiaolu rolled his eyes when he heard the words, since he had been in contact with this silly girl who was only 15 years old, he had a rough judgment.

This silly girl's strength is extremely low!

It is estimated that it is only about one or two layers of condensate, and it is stupid!The point is that she doesn't know that she is stupid!He thinks he is smart and full of great wisdom.

So she was sent by the sect to the gate of the city to take a look at the passing civilians. If there was an attack from Dongying, as a monk, she could use her spiritual power to notify the sect in time.

What a silly girl with a simple mind, hey, it's nice to be young, think about yourself, already 16 years old!

Running around all day for the sake of the common people in the world, hey~ the sense of responsibility of a man~

Lin Xiaolu and Qin Congcong continued on their way, chatting casually, and arrived at the gate of He Yinzong together.

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Shenzhou, Zhouguo, Qiuling Town.

A little girl in a gray cotton padded jacket was dragged down to her knees by her mother who was weeping with joy.

All around, the little girl's neighbors, relatives, and residents of the entire town were kneeling and kowtowing, and everyone was crying bitterly for the joy of escaping birth.

The little girl looked curiously at the object of people's kneeling.

It was a huge blue python, half of its huge body standing upright in the streets of the town, and it was facing them with its emerald green snake head the size of a house at this moment.

On top of the snake head, sitting cross-legged, is a handsome monk with a bright red half body and lowered brows chanting scriptures. He kindly looks at all the rescued people below, with a poignant and warm smile~

At this moment, Wugou looked at these rescued town residents and smiled happily.

It doesn't matter whether others become Buddhas or not.

It doesn't matter whether you will become a demon because of breaking the precept.

The important thing is that other people are still other people, not Buddhas or demons, but still a person, so it doesn't change, that's great...

"Master, I feel that the Dongying people have withdrawn from Zhouguo."

Liu Yuniang, who was under her buttocks, used her unique keen perception to observe the entire Zhou Kingdom, and then asked Wugou via voice transmission:

"When are we going back to the temple?"

Sitting on a high place, Wugou looked at the scorching sun slanting west in the distance. After a long time, he sighed softly:

"I won't be going back for the time being, I want to see my senior brother for my teacher."

Liu Yuniang: ...

Liu Yuniang, who didn't know what kind of nerves Wugou had, had no choice but to persuade:

"Master, how do you know where that Dongying Nascent Soul is? Besides, he is a serious and powerful Nascent Soul, so why don't you go there and send him to death?"

"It's okay, ask the soldiers who fought against the Zhou Kingdom and the Dongying people, and you should be able to know where they are."

"But what about after you ask?" Liu Yuniang's angry snake face puffed up:

"You went to find your senior brother, and then you were killed Zao Deng bliss?"

Wugou shook his head: "If you are a teacher, if you don't reach bliss, you will go to hell if you are a teacher."

Hearing this, Liu Yuniang was almost stupefied with anger, but she knew that her little master had a brain problem, so she could only comfort her in a soft voice: "Although you killed someone and broke the precept, Master, it's not that bad." Go to hell after death."

Wugou, covered in blood, continued to shake his head with a smile:

"If I don't go to hell, who will save my brother?"

Liu Yuniang:? ? ?

At the same time, Chuan Kingdom, Heyinzong, Linghetang

Lin Xiaolu stood in the center of the spacious lobby, in front of him, sat a room full of monks, almost all of them were middle-aged, and sitting in the middle was an old man with white hair and a childlike face. Beside the old man, Qin Congcong also had a cute face standing.

In the house, a group of middle-aged monks looked at Lin Xiaolu up and down for a while, and soon, one person said impatiently:

"Cong'er, is this the strong man you are talking about? He came all the way from other cities?"

"That's right." Qin Congcong said with a lovely smile, "The Daoist is very strong, he can crush the ground with one kick."

"Pfft~ What kind of skill is this?" Another middle-aged monk sneered disdainfully: "Anyone who has reached the Foundation Establishment Realm can use spiritual power to urge gold and crack rocks."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man looked Lin Xiaolu up and down, clasped his hands and said with a smile:

"Fellow daoist, don't be surprised. It's a special time now. Fellow daoists are willing to help. We of the Heyin sect naturally welcome it very much, but the dog girl said that you have killed the Dongying monks in several cities all the way. This is really unbelievable. After all Fellow Daoist seems to have no spiritual power, is Fellow Daoist a warrior?"

Lin Xiaolu nodded: "Yes, I am a martial artist."

As soon as this remark came out, all the faces of everyone present showed contempt. Qin Congcong was a little confused when he saw this. She was young and didn't understand why her father and uncle despised Wufu. She just wanted to speak for Lin Xiaolu. The old man who had been silent all this time raised his hand suddenly.

As soon as he raised his hand, all the monks under his seat restrained their smiles.

On the main seat, the old man with white hair and childlike face looked at Lin Xiaolu, and said hesitantly:

"This...you friend Lin Keren, you said, you came here specially to hunt and kill the Dongpu people?"

"Hmm." The boy responded.

The old man nodded and continued to speak:

"Behind this Heyin Mountain is the former General City of the Kingdom of Jin.

There, there are no Chinese people anymore. "

After the slightly heavy words were spoken, everyone in the field fell silent, and Lin Xiaolu's eyes gradually lowered.

In the spacious house, the old man continued:

"Dongying currently has more than 3 mortal troops stationed in Jiangwei City. Of course, this is nothing to our Xiuxian sect.

But they still have hundreds of Dongying monks at the Foundation Establishment Realm, and a full twenty monks at the Alchemy Realm. "

The old man spread his withered palms to Lin Xiaolu, and smiled wryly:

"My Heyin Sect, although I'm pretty good among the second-rate sects of cultivating immortals, there are only less than ten disciples in the alchemy realm.

And although the old man is only one step away from Yuanying, he is not Yuanying after all. At the same level, the old man can't do one against ten.

So, little friend who slashes, what strength do you have? "