As soon as the three yamen runners left, the Demon Hunting Monk raised his hand and knocked dozens of yamen runners out of humming.
After the ears were purified, I took out the magic potion grinded by strange flowers and plants on the sacred mountain, and gently sprinkled them on the wounds of women and children to stop bleeding and eliminate stagnation, and the wound healed for only a few minutes.
Seeing that the potion was so magical, the villagers quickly knelt down and asked:
"Dear gods, are you heroes who block the invasion of monsters on the sacred mountain? When I was a child, my great-grandfather once told me that there were a group of immortals who could fly and escape from the earth living on the sacred mountain. They were immortal and had great martial arts skills.
We have been guarding the foot of the sacred mountain for many years and blocking the invasion of monsters for our human race. It is precisely because of you, the heroes, have blocked monsters for our human race, that we have lived a stable life for generations.”
When the monks saw the old woman's hair was gray, her waist was hunched, and her trembling walking, she was obviously an old man in her seventies and eighties, and her great-grandfather was at least two hundred years old.
It is about the same age as everyone else, and it can be regarded as a person of the same era. Two hundred years ago, the time when the Jinhu Divine Beast and the Jinhu Team fought to the death.
The two sides were in a tug-of-war and fought over and over again. Sometimes they were forced to the foot of the mountain by the golden beast.
Maybe her great-grandfather had seen the scene of demon hunting guards fighting with monsters when he was young.
Thinking of this, the monks smiled a little more, and they helped the old woman up and sighed with a smile:
"After all, there are people who remember the contributions of our Demon Hunter, and it's not in vain that brothers and sisters are bleeding and sweating.
Old man, don’t look at us young, we are actually dozens of years older than your great-grandfather!
When we were hunting monsters in the Demon Hunting Guard, your village was still the habitat of monsters, and there was not even a figure of them."
"Ah! Then you are really old gods! If my great-grandfather is still alive, he will be at least two hundred years old! The old woman said excitedly.
"The youngest of us, the number ones of us, are two hundred years old. Do you think we are older than him?"
A small team leader of the semi-saint's perfect realm started to talk cordially, thinking that this land should be given to such a race, at least he would not forget to dig the well if he drank water.
It’s not like the corrupt officials of the Daxia Dynasty. They eat the results of the Demon Hunting Guards and complain that the Demon Hunting Guards are greedy for life and fear of death and take advantage of the Xuanyuan royal family.
There is no better ungrateful wolf than this, and you will lose the pot as soon as you eat it.
"I'm over 200 years old and still so young? My grandson looks older than you! Old god, can you really live forever?"
The old woman asked in surprise. Seeing that the demon hunter monks were kind-hearted and the potion had a very good effect, they knew that such people had no malice and surrounded them, just like looking at a diorama.
As soon as these words were said, the monks immediately choked. Without holy medicine, all monks could live to 300 years old. Even if they swallowed the holy medicine and advanced to the True God Realm, they could only live to 500 years old.
Of course, if you can successfully advance to the True Saint Realm, you will have a life of 600 years old. If you lucky enough to get the magic medicine and become a powerful god in the Divine King Realm, you will have a life of 700 years old. If you become a giant in the Immortal Realm, you will have a life of 800 years old.
Year.
For monks, eight hundred years old is the limit. If you can learn from your merits and fortunes, even if the cultivation level of the Human Emperor must stop at the threshold of eight hundred years old.
There is no immortality in this world? The monks were about to sigh a few times, but suddenly they remembered that the young master Ye Congwen found more than 100 blue demon trees in just one month and assigned them to the young master, at least 200.
A holy medicine.
The entire Jinzhe team only has one or two hundred cultivators in the perfect realm of the True Saint. If these blue demon trees can blossom and bear fruit within a hundred years, then all semi-saints perfect realm cultivators can continue their lifespan for another two or three years.
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And this is just the result of the young master for one month. In another two or three hundred years, who knows how many magical medicines the young master can catch?
In short, I might not have much hope for immortality in the past, but when the young master came, he had little hope for immortality, but living for three or five hundred years would be quite great.
When he thought of this, he immediately smiled and said:
"I used to hope insignificant, but now the young master is back. There is still hope for immortality. Wait for us to hunt
The Demon Guard drove away all the corrupt officials of the Xuanyuan royal family, and we returned to the sacred mountain and followed the young master to practice the immortal art of immortality!"
Unexpectedly, when the old woman heard this, she suddenly became anxious and clapped her hands and urged her in a hurry:
"Gods, please go back to the sacred mountain to practice the immortal art of immortality. The county yamen runners are like wolves and tigers. As the saying goes, both hands cannot match the four fists. You are no match for the county yamen runners at all.
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They also hope that we will pay taxes on him farming and will not kill us, but once you are surrounded by them, it will be dangerous."
The villagers around all received healing potions given by the Demon Hunting Monk. Some villagers held the potions and comforted them:
"We have this healing potion in our hands. At most, we can endure it and be beaten by them. When they leave, we apply some potion to it. In less than three days, we can still go up the mountain to hunt and go to the fields to work.
You guys drive them away, they won't kill us."
The monks were moved by the simple villagers and speechless. They didn't know how to argue, so they had to use the young master Ye Congwen as a shield.
"Do you know why our Demon Hunter went down the mountain? That's because our young master said that if we don't overthrow the Daxia Dynasty, kill all corrupt officials, and let the people live a peaceful life with food and drink, he won't
We are sure to practice the immortal art of immortality in the sacred mountain.
Only by solving your troubles can we return to the sacred mountain to practice the immortal art of immortality.”
"Who are your young master? Why are you so domineering and unreasonable?"
A woman asked curiously.
The monks were about to explain to him, but suddenly the sound of lively trumpets came from the top of the mountain, and they hurriedly booed:
"Shh! Our young master has brought a large army to supervise us. He has the elixir of immortality to help us become immortals. We dare not go against his wishes if we can become gods or immortals."
Regardless of whether the villagers could understand it or not, they nodded and agreed. They would definitely cooperate with the Demon Hunting Operation to ensure that they would not cause trouble to their life-saving benefactor.
"Young Master, Young Master, you are finally here!"
The ten semi-saints' perfection realm team leaders all welcomed them in the air and saluted an ugly man and a fairy.
The old woman's turbid eyes looked at Ye Congwen and Xu Linglong. It was absolutely a pity that this fairy actually married such an ugly man as her wife. She was like a flower put on cow dung.
Ye Congwen's bean eyes glanced around the ground. When he saw the injured villagers and the yamen runners who were lying on the ground and were unconscious, he immediately asked:
"Do these yamen runners come to collect rent and grab grain?"
"Young master is wise, you can guess what happened at a glance."
Everyone replied in unison.
"How long will it take for their helpers to arrive?"
Ye Congwen continued to ask.
"Arrival before dark, young master, don't you want to know how many of them are?"
A team leader asked with a smile.
"Even a body-forging warlock is not a yamen runner. What's the difference between coming more and coming less?"
Ye Congwen replied disdainfully that if it weren't for the Gods and Demons' Treaty, these semi-saint cultivators could have killed thousands of yamen runners alone.
However, these yamen runners did not commit any evil sins, and the Demon Hunting Guards could not kill them at will.
"That old god, you are very wrong. There are 50,000 yamen runners in Yuetang County. If they all come, they will surround our village with three layers outside and three layers.
Get up, you can't fly!
It doesn’t matter if you are a rough man, it would be a pity for the fairy next to you."
The old woman reminded excitedly that although the giant trees on the top of the mountain were full of people, there were only a few thousand people who could defeat the sky. How could they fight with hundreds of county yamen and millions of yamen runners?
"Old grandma? Why is it not a pity for me to regret it? He is the young master of our Demon Hunting Guard! The real people are dragons and phoenixes, and the horses are red rabbits."
When Xu Linglong saw that the old woman had something to say, she hurriedly asked after she was about to find out.
"Girl, old
Grandma, I am old, but my eyes are not blurred. You are considered a phoenix among people, but he is not considered a phoenix among people."
The old woman shook her head and said, for some reason, when she saw that the young master who looked like this actually married a beautiful lady like Xu Linglong as her daughter-in-law, she always felt that he was not from the right place.
Ye Congwen looked at the old woman in surprise, always feeling that she had released her kindness to the Demon Hunting Guard, but she was picking on her, the young master of the Demon Hunting Guard.
This made Ye Congwen very helpless. He had never even seen this old woman, so why was he biased against him?
"Grandma, you've misunderstood this time. Although our young master is ordinary, he is the leader of the Demon Hunter. You want to levy taxes at half the price and leave a few more loads of rice to support your family.
Then it all depends on me, my ugly husband.
Since ancient times, people should not behave like a person!"
Xu Linglong wanted to hit Ye Congwen, but suddenly heard someone say that Ye Congwen was ugly, and she suddenly felt a little distressed. Without saying anything, she stood up for him again.
"Tax silver is levied at half the price? Can he keep his word? Will the Daxia Dynasty agree? Will the 50,000 yamen runners in the county yamen listen to him?"
The old woman held hope in her heart, but on the surface she asked with a provocation.
"They really don't listen to what he said, but he has the means to make the people of Meihua County live a life of halving the tax and silver levy. Old man, do you believe it or not?"
Xu Linglong said with a smile that he had dispatched twenty 100-man teams in the Diancang team before, and took back the two prefectures of Cangzhou and Mangzhou.
Now Ye Congwen's strength has increased greatly, and he has led a total of 100 teams of 100 people to deal with Meihua County. Isn't that easy?
Unexpectedly, before the old woman could answer, a mocking voice sounded from the stream in the distance:
"I'm trying to take down the entire Meihua County. You guys are so few that it's not too late to pass the level of our county government first!"
As soon as the sound fell, dense wooden boats flew into the stream, with thousands of them.