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Because he was woken up very early in the secret realm, Yang Yuyao caught up on his sleep in the carriage while Tu Shan was driving the carriage to Tongling Town. When he arrived at Tongling Town, he got up to tidy up his clothes and asked Tu Shan to help him comb his hair, and asked Tu Shan to go back to the carriage to rest. According to Yang Yuyao's understanding, Tongling Town should be a town where ordinary people live, and it is not even within the sphere of influence of any sect. Although he was not sure whether there would be any maverick monks in such a small town who would choose to live in seclusion here, Yang Yuyao decided to try to be as ordinary as possible.

Apart from anything else, Tu Shan should at least look like an ordinary pet fox. Although the human race and the demon race have a relatively harmonious relationship among many races, this refers more specifically to monks. For ordinary mortals, more people still believe that demons deliberately harm people, so they are also very afraid of demons. So in order to avoid unnecessary panic, Tushan still had to pretend.

"I always feel like I've forgotten something..." Yang Yuyao thought to himself doubtfully as he drove the carriage, but couldn't remember it for a moment.

However, Yang Yuyao encountered difficulties as soon as he drove into Tongling Town. The roads here have many twists and turns, and the roads are all about the same width. Unlike other small towns, there is often a main road that runs through the entire town. Usually small towns have such a road to facilitate the rapid transmission of information. After all, in this era, even if there are monks serving as officials in the courts of various countries and even the royal family members themselves are monks, many messages can still only be conveyed by messengers and horses. At this time, there is a need for a very convenient passage that can be accelerated all the way through.

Secondly, such a road is naturally an important commercial route for material transportation. This road must be the most prosperous place in the entire town. Usually important shops and even official institutions will be on both sides of this street. Therefore, even people who come to the town for the first time can easily find places to stay and eat.

However, the architectural style of this small town was so unique that Yang Yuyao had trouble making a choice after driving his carriage into the town, so he found a place to stop the carriage. Get off the car and look for someone to ask for directions.

"It's strange, why do I feel like the people in this town are looking at me wrong?" Yang Yuyao thought with his hair standing on end, and involuntarily quickened his pace. "Is there something big going on in the town? Or do I look like a certain bully?"

"Don't run away!"

"You can't escape, kid!"

Just when Yang Yuyao was about to reach his carriage, a young man wearing coarse linen clothes ran towards his direction. The young man kept running forward with his head lowered, holding several white-faced steamed buns in his arms. Behind them were a group of people who looked like servants with sticks and people in fine clothes, who were probably masters.

Yang Yuyao was not sure whether the boy had stolen the steamed buns from the people behind him, so he just avoided them. Suddenly, a servant threw a stick at the young man. The stick hit the young man on the back of the head. Although he did not faint, the young man was knocked down in the direction of Yang Yuyao by such a blow. Yang Yuyao had no choice but to turn aside and support the young man with his spiritual power.

The boy was probably in great pain from being hit, and his whole body was shaking, but he still held the bun in his arms tightly and wouldn't let go. Yang Yuyao realized that the matter was not that simple. Just a few steamed buns would not lead to such an effort. At this time, this group of people had actually gathered around. Yang Yuyao frowned slightly and slightly blocked the young man behind him.

"Why are you running away! I want you to enjoy the blessings when you return with me. As long as you serve me well, I won't let you eat any delicacies." The middle-aged man with a bloated body in a brocade robe walked over from behind the group of servants. There was a disgusting smile on his face, but the moment he saw Yang Yuyao's face clearly, he and many of his men were stunned.

"I would rather chew the bark of a tree than sell myself to you!" The boy didn't notice the changes in those chasing others and shouted angrily.

"Come here! Bring this beauty back to me!" The man in brocade robes, who had recovered his senses, pointed at Yang Yuyao with his fat finger and shouted, showing a lewd smile.

"What's going on?" Yang Yuyao was puzzled. His action in blocking the boy was very subtle and couldn't be seen from the front, but it made it easier for him to block him when necessary. And Gu Yuan's face can't be called a beauty... Yang Yuyao remembered that he had forgotten something, because there was a particularly shaking section on the way to Tongling Town, so much that Yang Yuyao felt like the rope around his neck was shaking. Some of them strangled his neck. In order to sleep comfortably, Yang Yuyao stumbledly put the mirage hanging around his neck into the space ring together with the leather rope, and did not think of bringing it back when he got up. Because Tu Shan helped comb his hair, Yang Yuyao didn't even look in the mirror.

"So these people want to rob people on the street." Seeing that the servants followed the man's instructions and turned their priority to him, Yang Yuyao used his spiritual power to pick up the stick that had just hit the boy and prepared to fight back.

"Be careful, don't hurt my beauty!" The fat man in brocade robes was still in the mood to remind him, but in the next second, he saw only a brown shadow passing by, and all his servants fell to the ground. On the ground, passed out. But the man was still standing upright. Yang Yuyao instantly guessed the reason. There should be some kind of defensive weapon on the man.

"So what." Yang Yuyao struck again, using his sword energy on the wooden stick, cutting off the man and the magical weapon used for self-defense.

"Master Immortal, run away, behind him..." Those who watched their confrontation in horror suddenly shouted to Yang Yuyao. Yang Yuyao noticed that when he first took action, although these people were afraid, they quietly He carried it into a house behind him. When these people realized that Yang Yuyao had killed the man, they immediately reminded him to run away.

However, before these people could finish their words, a gust of dark wind and a black shadow appeared at the place where the man died. Then the black shadow condensed into a gloomy-looking man, gloomy and as thin as a skeleton wrapped in human skin.

"Let me see who is blind and dares to kill my little brother." The man said viciously, and Yang Yuyao recognized him as an evil cultivator at a glance. But this time Yang Yuyao struck faster. As soon as the evil cultivator finished speaking, Yang Yuyao killed him with another blow, leaving him no chance to escape.

"Well, I shot too fast, and I forgot to confirm what realm he was in." Yang Yuyao thought to himself, walking towards the evil cultivator, while being wary of his fake death, "But he died so easily, His realm should not be high, yet he still claims to be himself. Huh?" Yang Yuyao scanned the corpse of the evil cultivator with his spiritual consciousness. For the dead cultivator, you have to get closer to identify the realm, but this guy's realm is not yet considered. Low. "There is actually a Void Refining Realm? Is this evil cultivator the weakest Void Refining Realm?"

"Thank you, Immortal Master, for killing us!" Yang Yuyao turned around and was about to ask what was going on with these people, when the residents of the town who were staying on this street all knelt down towards him. Said with gratitude.

"...How was that boy just now?" Yang Yuyao took a step back before suppressing the fear in his heart and asked.

"I know he passed out." A girl about the same age as the boy replied in a low voice. A thin layer of red spread on her face when she looked at Yang Yuyao. It's just that this girl looks really ugly. There is a scar on her face that takes up three-quarters of her face, which makes the girl's originally shy appearance look a little scary.

"Have you found a doctor for him?" Yang Yuyao asked next. The girl shook her head, and the middle-aged woman next to her said that there is no doctor here.

"No doctor?" Yang Yuyao frowned slightly. If he was reluctant to spend money on that boy, it would be fine. How could a small town not have a doctor?

"Tell Immortal Master, this is what happened," a middle-aged man came forward and said, and Yang Yuyao recognized his voice. It was the voice that shouted loudest when he warned him to run away. "There was a doctor with very good medical skills in our town, but after his daughter, who was dependent on him, was kidnapped and played with by Mr. Yu two years ago, Dr. Wen hanged himself. Since then, there has been no doctor in our town."

"Take me to see that boy. Well, these people..." Yang Yuyao glanced at the two corpses on the ground and the unconscious servants.

"Leave these to us." The middle-aged woman said, looking at those people with eyes filled with hatred. So does everyone else.

"Okay, then please take one of you to take me to see that boy. He is injured in a dangerous position. I will leave these people to you, be careful of them suddenly rising up." Yang Yuyao thought for a while and decided Let these people resolve their grievances on their own. As for the young man, if he can be cured, save him. After all, I had suspected him as a thief before.

"Master Immortal, I will take you there." The middle-aged man said excitedly. He seemed very happy to lead the way for Yang Yuyao.

The young man was quietly carried to the bed of the man's house by the middle-aged man and another town resident. He didn't faint when he received the stick. Yang Yuyao thought it was because of his natural talent. It turned out that he was holding him up. He fainted after realizing that Yang Yuyao was protecting him. Even though he was moved to the bed, the boy still did not let go of the white bun in his arms.

"Well, is this young man destined to be immortal?" Yang Yuyao touched the bones while examining the young man's wounds, and found that this young man not only had spiritual roots for cultivation, but also deep bones. According to the world of cultivating immortals, they are good seeds for cultivating immortals. At this young man's age, he can start practicing.

People with heavy bones are born with stronger bodies than ordinary people, so when the boy was hit, it looked like a severe blow, but in fact the wound was not too serious. The back of his head was naturally swollen and there was some internal congestion, but this was something that could be easily solved with a healing charm.

"Fengzhi, thank the immortal master quickly. Thanks to this immortal master, you were saved!" The young man woke up after a while. The first thing the young man did when he woke up was to check whether the steamed buns in his arms were still there, until The middle-aged man reminded, and the young man turned his attention to Yang Yuyao, who was sitting not far away.

The young man has a handsome appearance, but he is a bit malnourished and has a sallow complexion. Otherwise, he is still a handsome young man. When Yang Yuyao saw the young man's face clearly, he understood why the fat Master Yu wanted to attack this young man. When the young man saw Yang Yuyao's appearance clearly, he was stunned and his face turned red as if he was about to get familiar with it. After about a quarter of an hour, the young man came back to his senses.

"Boy Li Fengzhi, thank you Immortal Master for saving your life!" The young man slid off the bed, bent his knees and fell to Yang Yuyao. Yang Yuyao twitched the corners of his mouth very slightly. He didn't understand the world of this time. How can a person kneel so slippery? And is it really okay to kneel down to him as a gesture of prowess?

"Get up, you don't have to be so polite. Can you tell me what's going on with Mr. Yu and the evil cultivator?" Yang Yuyao asked.

"Of course." The middle-aged man said, motioning to the young man Li Fengzhi to make tea. Although Li Fengzhi did not seem to be related to the man, after Li Fengzhi carefully stuffed the steamed buns into his clothes, he found the tea set and tea leaves very familiarly and started making tea carefully.

According to the man, the evil cultivator came here six years ago. Mr. Yu was originally a tyrant in the town. After the evil cultivator arrived, he took the initiative to use his wealth to curry favor with the evil cultivator and volunteered to become the evil cultivator's younger brother. From then on, he became even more domineering. Originally, when he wanted to rob beautiful boys and girls, the residents of the town could unite to stop him, but since the evil cultivator came. They no longer have the ability to resist, so they can only hide their children as much as possible. Only those ugly boys and girls who Mr. Yu definitely dislikes will have the opportunity to come out.

There was no sect to protect this town. After the evil cultivators came, they directly killed all the people in the town's government and used some method to isolate them from the outside world. They, the residents, couldn't escape even if they wanted to. The government office in Dekui Town kept a large amount of rice and noodles, but the food was not used after the evil cultivators massacred the people in the government office. So they secretly stole as much rice and noodles as possible while Mr. Yu was helping the evil cultivators clean up the government offices. Together with the chickens they raised and the vegetables they grew, they managed to survive the past few years.

So when they saw Yang Yuyao come to their town, in addition to being amazed by his appearance, they were also shocked that this town had seen an outsider for the first time in six years. And Yang Yuyao's killing of the evil cultivator and Master Yu gave them hope of survival again. In the past six years, people in the town did not even dare to give birth easily, for fear that the beautiful future of the child they finally gave birth to would be harmed by Master Yu. Moreover, there is less and less food, and there is not enough land in the town to grow enough food to feed so many people. Everyone is also worried that they will not be able to feed their children even after they are born.

The middle-aged man once had a son and a daughter who were both cute and cute, so they became one of the first young people to be harmed by Master Yu. The man's wife was devastated by the loss of her child and died early. Such tragedies happen to almost every household in this small town. Although they were unable to stop the young girls and boys from being robbed, they would still cover for each other and try to save as many children as possible.

This is the case with Li Fengzhi. He was an orphan and lived with his grandfather who found him. But with the joint care of the town residents, Li Fengzhi is still healthy although he is still somewhat malnourished. It is precisely because of this that he is familiar with every household in the town.

It has to be said that although there is such a bully in the town and an evil cultivator breaks into the town, the nature of the residents in this town can be said to be quite good, so united as one, and no selfish person betrays others for his own benefit.

"Ah, this, someone betrayed him in the beginning." The middle-aged man's face turned red after being praised by Yang Yuyao, and he touched his head in embarrassment. "But people who betray others will not be protected by Mr. Yu and others, so I led everyone to beat the villain to death. After cleaning up a few times, there was no more betrayal."

"This uncle is also a talent." Yang Yuyao sighed in his heart, and then noticed that Li Fengzhi had always been a little restless in his eyes. Thinking of the young man protecting the steamed buns in his arms, Yang Yuyao thought that it was probably for his grandfather.

"Uncle Zhou, let Li Fengzhi go home first, I don't need any service." Yang Yuyao said to the middle-aged man.

"Oh, okay, Fengzhi, you go back first." The middle-aged man also remembered that Li Fengzhi only had an old man in his family, so he quickly said to Li Fengzhi.

"But, I should repay my kindness to the immortal master..." Li Fengzhi got permission to leave, but he hesitated.

"It's not urgent. You can take care of things at home first. I won't leave so soon." Yang Yuyao said. Although after what this town had gone through, he didn't expect to have a delicious meal, but the provision of a place to take a hot bath and sleep in a bed should still make it possible. He didn't know how long it would take for He Qianqing to return, so he planned to stay in this town for a day or two so that He Qianqing wouldn't have to travel so far when he came back. In addition, he also planned to take the opportunity to study the rare materials he had just obtained to see if he could find a way to target the secret medicine "Puppet".

After recovering the memory of being imprisoned, Yang Yuyao deeply realized how disgusting the drug "Puppet" was. After being hit, all conventional counterattack methods could not be used. Xue Ren didn't even need to chain his limbs because he couldn't move at all. Yang Yuyao didn't know if there was any "Puppet" secret medicine left in the world, but this secret medicine, which was said to be 100% controllable below the integration stage, was so difficult that even if it was promoted to the integration stage, it could not be completely exempted from control. Only those who are truly immune to the effects can only reach the Mahayana stage or above.

"Then... I'm going home first. I'll come back to see you later, Master Immortal!" Li Fengzhi adjusted his clothes to make sure the steamed buns stuffed inside wouldn't fall out, and then hurriedly ran away holding his chest. Uncle Zhou is actually not very good at words. After Yang Yuyao asked him to do something and didn't take the initiative to ask questions, he rarely spoke, so Yang Yuyao felt relatively comfortable. However, when Yang Yuyao waited until the sun set, he did not see Li Fengzhi return.

"Li Fengzhi's home is far away from here?" Although he didn't care whether the other party repaid his kindness, Yang Yuyao was a little worried about whether he would encounter any accident after not coming back for so long.

"It's not too far away. It's strange. Isn't this kid such a shady person?" Uncle Zhou was also surprised that Li Fengzhi hadn't come back yet.

"Uncle Zhou, can you tell me the location of his home? I'll go take a look." Yang Yuyao stood up and asked.