My cat grass is gone

Bai Xiao rushed over as fast as possible.

When he went, it was all over.

Feng Jianke directly activated his supernatural power, summoning an ice storm roaring wildly on the top of the snow mountain.

The wild and unruly snow and wind froze all the people with spiritual power into ice sculptures, regardless of enemy or friend.

When these monks who were still fighting stopped, the speed of the original formation slowed down due to the lack of spiritual power input.

Feng Jianke identified the formation eye that was closest to him, and with his hands together, a thorn suddenly appeared on the ground, directly destroying the formation eye rune.

The formation collapsed, and the red light that was forcibly imprisoning the city melted like ice and snow.

Seeing this scene, the ordinary people who were not frozen first cheered excitedly, and then looked nervously at Kazami Ke floating in mid-air.

Feng Jianke took a glance, and not far from the place with the largest number of monks, he saw a middle-aged man protected by a few ordinary people.

The middle-aged man was better dressed than the people around him, and he didn't have any wounds on his body, so he was obviously under protection all the time.

Seeing Feng Jianke's eyes sweeping over, the middle-aged man bowed tremblingly: "I have seen this fairy head, thank you for your help, I am grateful to all the old and young in Xining City."

Feng Jianke shook his head, he said: "What's going on here? I came from the town ahead, and it's already a dead city over there."

The middle-aged man turned pale after hearing this, and he smiled wryly: "Actually, I don't know very well. Fortunately, there are several fairy elders who have been enshrined in this town to help, and there are a few who retreated from the previous town. They came to find I, said that there are demons and heretics who want to slaughter the city, and I need to mobilize everyone to help..."

Fengjian Ke raised his eyebrows: "You point it out."

The middle-aged man quickly pointed to an ice sculpture on the city wall, and said to Kazami Ke cautiously: "This is Immortal Chief Yuda, Immortal Chief Yuda is the most powerful, and has been highly praised by other Immortal Chiefs. leader."

After hearing this, Fengjian Ke carefully looked at the frozen ice sculpture. This is a middle-aged man with clear eyes. He is wearing a blue robe and has an armor shield on his chest. However, the shield has been broken and is missing. part of it.

He seemed to be about to attack with his hands, but a blizzard fell from the sky and directly stuck him.

Kazami Ke Lue groaned, he raised his hand a little, and loosened the ice that restrained the man. After the man was able to move, he gasped suddenly, then stepped back subconsciously, looking at Feng Jian Ke with fear and fear in his eyes. Horrified.

"Junior Yuda, I have met senior."

This person named Yuda has a golden core early stage, he still has a little vision, and judged that Kazami Ke's strength is at least the golden core late stage or even the Nascent Soul stage, so he saluted immediately.

Kazami Ke tapped the ice sculpture opposite Yuda with his chin: "Who is this? What happened here?"

As he said this, he suddenly turned to the ordinary middle-aged man who was waiting nervously and said, "What are you still doing here? Are the people in the city and ordinary people injured? Why don't you appease the injured as soon as possible?"

The middle-aged man was taken aback for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.

Feng Jianke said so, expressing that he would not endanger the town and ensure that other monks would not be able to fight.

"Thank you for your mercy!"

The middle-aged man hurriedly greeted his followers and left.

Feng Jianke helped a little, and sent some wounded on the city wall down with the wind. For a while, there were no other ordinary people near the city wall, and the people in the city would not come here, and this side changed instead. Be quiet and open.

At this moment, there was a flash of light in the distant sky, and Bai Xiao rushed over.

The person named Yu Da was more nervous when he saw another monk came, but he was relieved immediately, because this new monk knew the predecessor who made the ice sculpture.

Bai Xiao looked around, he snorted heavily, and without hesitation put his foot on a foundation cultivator.

The other party screamed directly, a hole was opened in the chest, and he was out of breath in two or three seconds.

Bai Xiao spat, "Not even worth giving me extra food."

Kazami Ke frowned: "How can I ask questions when I'm dead?"

"Do you need to ask?" Bai Xiao pointed to the sign on the man's waist: "Did you see the red string? Don't you think it looks familiar?"

After Kazami Ke took a closer look, he was surprised to find that there was a mark on the sign, which turned out to be the nameplate of a member of a loose alliance.

"There are casual cultivators in that alliance, but there are also some core members. These should be all of them."

Bai Xiao said disgustedly: "Why keep it? Cut it all off."

When Yu Da heard that this new senior was so violent, his spirit, which had just been relaxed, became tense again.

He subconsciously looked at the person who had frozen them, and heard him say, "What's the rush? Ask them what they want to do first."

Feng Jianke comforted Bai Xiao: "There are many casualties in the city. These monks have been helping the town to resist. There are also some serious injuries. You might as well go and have a look. I will talk to this man named Yuda. "

Bai Xiao stared at Yu Da coldly, pursed his lips, and flicked his sleeve robe, immediately swept away a few monks who were obviously defending the city, leaving only Kazami Ke, Yu Da and a few enemies on the scene for a while.

Feng Jianke continued to ask Yu Da: "Tell me what's going on, try to be as concise as possible, as you can see, my friend has a quick temper."

Yu Da quickly said: "Yes, the younger generation is not actually from Xining City, but some time ago I heard that someone was setting up a wicked formation to slaughter innocent people, so I came here to see the situation."

As Yuda slowly told the story, Feng Jianke knew what was going on.

Ji Wei has mentioned before that the hinterland of the Western Continent is relatively chaotic now. Not only monks are fighting openly and secretly, but mortal countries have also begun to fight each other. It's a mess.

Yu Da is a disciple of a medium-level sect. He found that the hinterland of the mainland was too chaotic, and he didn't want to get involved, so he ran farther and farther, planning to temporarily hide in a place with few monks.

A dozen or 20 years have passed since monks retreated to study and enlightenment. Even if monks are still in chaos, the country of ordinary people should have stabilized.

As a result, when Yuda arrived at the border area, he was shocked to find that many evil cultivators secretly harvested the lives and souls of ordinary people by taking advantage of righteous people's internal struggles.

"The guy in front of you is a notorious middleman."

Yu Da looked at that man with disgust and resentment in his eyes: "His name is Xiu Qi, and he likes to set up such confinement formations in ordinary villages or on the outskirts of towns. When the mainland was not so chaotic before, he could only wait for the formations to be absorbed. Enough vitality to recreate ghosts and wraiths, but no one cares now, he simply slaughtered ordinary people with bloodier formations, and let them fall into pain and resentment before they died, so that the generated wraiths are more effective , the vitality is more tenacious, and it is easier to sell, and many evil cultivators will come to him to buy filthy things."

Fengjian Ke nodded silently after listening, he turned around a little, and released the restraint of the white-haired old man named Xiuqi.

"What can you say about that?"

The old man named Xiuqi trembled all over at first, then he smiled and said humbly: "I have seen the senior, this kid is not telling the truth."

Yu Da said angrily, "What?"

But Xiu Qi said: "You righteous monks boast of benevolence and sit in towns to collect offerings. Is there any difference between us and evil cultivators who harvest directly? It's just that you are harvesting leeks and harvesting continuously. We are just a hammer business."

"Everyone is using ordinary people to provide basic resources for us monks. Why are you better than us?"

"The monks of your sect each occupy the mountains as kings, enclose the land for their own power, charge high protection fees and sacrifices, and plunder people with outstanding aptitude as disciples from time to time. Is there any difference from our actions?"

"Senior, the lifespan of ordinary people is only a hundred years. They don't live long in the first place, and after waiting for a little more than ten years, the number of ordinary people will increase again. There is no loss at all."

"Cultivators should conform to the heart of heaven. This is nonsense. Our cultivation itself is plundering the resources of heaven and earth for our own use. Human life is also one of the materials. Why can't we use it?"

"The junior dares to ask, has the senior practiced so far and never used even one thing related to ordinary people?"

As soon as this remark came out, even though Yu Da was angry, he couldn't think of how to refute it for a while.

Kazami Ko laughed.

"If you ask me that, I can really answer you."

Feng Jian Ke Xin said that I grew up drinking ice storms on the snowy mountains, so I have a fart relationship with ordinary people?

"I have cultivated so far, and I have never had any involvement with ordinary people. You can't do it, so you will stop at Jindan, and I am already a Nascent Soul."

Xio Qi: "..."

He looked at Feng Jianke in disbelief: "Impossible! How can there be a monk who has not received the offering!?"

A Nascent Soul Da Neng confiscated any offerings, is this a joke?

Feng Jianke continued: "Although you are talking heresy, some things are true. Cultivation of Taoism is against the sky. In essence, it is indeed nourishing itself with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, so there is such a thing as a catastrophe. Say it."

Xiu Qi's eyes lit up after hearing this, but Yu Da's expression darkened, feeling sad and indignant but didn't know what to say.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Feng Jianke said: "But passing through the catastrophe does not mean you can rest assured. The catastrophe is just a test to measure the strength of a monk. It is not strength that really measures whether a monk is strong or not. Not the background either."

Xio Qi and Yu Da looked at Feng Jian Ke at the same time.

Kazami Ke gave the answer: "It's luck."

The two were taken aback at the same time.

"Just like Yuda met me, he will live, but you met me, you are unlucky."

Kazami Ke spoke softly, the surrounding air suddenly became cold, and before Naxiu Qi could react, the temperature directly dropped to tens of degrees below zero, and then Kazami Ke raised the temperature again in an instant.

The explosion of the mountainside's magma and the freezing cold below absolute zero alternated back and forth in just a second.

So Xio Qi didn't react at all, and split into countless pieces of meat with a click, fell from the sky and fell to the ground, and then turned into fly ash. When the wind blew, it was gone.

Yuda: "..."

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word because of fear.

This is the power of Nascent Soul's great power, talking and laughing can easily take away all the efforts of a monk.

After Feng Jianke turned the head into ashes, he grabbed the other ice sculptures and prepared to throw them to Bai Xiao for interrogation.

From his perception, Bai Xiao seemed to have been invited to a nice house, which had subtle spiritual power, and it should be the residence of monks enshrined in the town.

Feng Jianke took a bunch of rice dumplings and said to Yu Da: "Let's go, let's find your partner."

After hearing that, Yu Da's heart slackened, he thumped, and also fell to the ground.