The owner of the shop, who had a friendly face, now looked a little more ferocious on his old face.
His eyes seemed to be looking at the stretch of crisp green forest behind the crowd.
However.
After the words fell, there was an incomparable silence, like a lonely grave in a deserted grave in the middle of the night!!
"If you are talking about those gangsters, then you can only go to the Netherworld to meet them." Chen Xiu said with a smile.
Still looking quite calm and calm!
"How is that possible? That's a total of three thousand people!" the shop owner growled in disbelief.
He really couldn't imagine it!
A crowd of three thousand people, in the middle of nowhere, took their lives quietly and silently. What kind of method was this?
"What about you, do you choose to tell my master and then commit suicide? Or do you die refining your soul for me alive?" Chen Xiu held his chin in his hands and spoke with interest, showing a somewhat cold smile.
The shop owner gritted his teeth slightly and lightly brushed his fingers across his waist, as if a magic talisman was flickering.
Buzz——
Invisible ripples spread out, and a vortex appeared between Chen Xiu's eyes.
The four tribulations of the Sacred Heart, the tribulation of killing gods!
The shop owner trembled and knelt down on the ground, his raised head was slightly distorted, and there was blood from all his orifices.
Chen Xiu stroked his eyebrows lightly and murmured to himself: "It's really [Nanyang King] Zhu Can's people who are here to keep an eye on those who enter the Sichuan and Sichuan imperial court."
"I dare to ask, but the champion of the Sui Dynasty, Hou Chenxiu, is in person?" A low voice sounded.
Chen Xiu raised his eyes slightly and landed on that figure.
The big man carrying the black iron sword box had his hands clasped in his fists, seeming to show some respect.
"People from Wushuang City?" Chen Xiu said softly.
The unparalleled sword box is unique in the world, it is too obvious.
"I'm in Wushuang City, Mo Zongshu! Meet the Champion!! As for Wushuang City, I'm just an abandoned disciple." The big man chuckled, and there was a fleeting look of loneliness in his eyes.
Mo Zongshu?
Chen Xiu's eyes changed slightly, and he said quietly: "I know that You, the abandoned disciple of Wushuang City, is a famous grand master in Sichuan and Sichuan! He is also the former Tanhualang of the Sui Dynasty, and the former city lord of Nanyang City in Sichuan and Sichuan.
"
Before entering Sichuan and Sichuan, he had consulted information and learned about the important figures in Sichuan and Sichuan.
This one is one of them!
Because of the collapse of Nanyang City, as the city lord of Nanyang City, it was hard to escape the blame, so he resigned.
"How did you know it was me?" There was a hint of curiosity in Chen Xiu's words.
When he went to the land of Sichuan and Sichuan, he took back the one-horned black smoke beast from the divine capital and traveled alone.
Zeji Wuqing chose to go to the Prefectural Mufu Mansion to investigate the information as the deputy commander of the Xuanjing Division.
Chen Xiu's idea is very simple.
Living in a temple, it is difficult to see reality.
Only by setting foot in the rivers and lakes and among the people can we know the true appearance of this place.
He wanted to have a better understanding of the current land of Sichuan and Shu!
After all, in Chen Xiu's mind, countering the rebellion is secondary, the real priority is to kill Ye Aotian and make him irrecoverable!
Among the people and the Jianghu, we can best see the power structure of Sichuan and Sichuan.
He wanted to know which people were colluding with each other for the sake of unity.
How many people are fighting against each other to the death?
Chen Xiu wants to use everything in the land of Sichuan and Sichuan to lay a monstrous killing plan for Ye Aotian!
From power, connections, martial arts, and magical weapons, completely block all of Ye Aotian's trump cards!
This takes time and patience.
Moreover, just now, information appeared in his Xuantian Mirror:
"I found a natural lightning magnet and combined it with your quasi-magical weapon, I can refine a treasure that will destroy the gold element, but it will take time. At least, it will take two weeks, and that doesn't include refining another one.
The treasure of the soul! I hope you can wait for twenty days with peace of mind, waiting for my two quasi-divine weapons to be released!! - Tianmengxing."
This is information for the week.
"Senior Brother Gu and I have some connection. He once mentioned you to me, saying that you are the most amazing young generation he has ever seen. He mentioned to me your soul method, which is almost weird! I happened to remember
, that’s why I spoke.” Mo Zongshu spoke softly.
Senior Brother Gu?
The great master who went to the Dharma-Suppressing Divine Martial Hall?
Chen Xiu smiled lightly and said: "Next, I hope to travel among the people and take a good look at the land of Sichuan and Sichuan. Sir, are you interested in accompanying me?"
Mo Zongshu clasped his hands and said slowly: "Since it is your order, how dare I disobey it."
There was a bit of light and shadow flickering in Chen Xiu's eyes.
Having an experienced warrior who knows the land of Sichuan and Sichuan can save him a lot of trouble.
It was a safe journey along the Jiao River.
Chen Xiu suddenly saw a large group of people ahead, playing gongs and drums, and it was very lively.
"Brother, what's going on?" He casually grabbed the eager passerby and asked.
That is the young scholar, who is enjoying himself.
He thought about getting angry, and looked at the majestic one-horned black smoke beast, and instantly became a little weaker.
"Master Wang of the village is very kind and wants to build a new bridge for us to reach both sides of the Jiao River. Now, we are asking a mage to do it, and we will soon worship the [Dragon King of Good Luck]!"
Is there really a Dragon King?
There was a hint of curiosity in Chen Xiu's eyes, and he said with great interest: "Brother Mo, come with me to have a look. It's a coincidence that I have seen the fallen dragon and the appearance of the Nine Heavenly Dragon.
I have also seen a snake that transforms into a dragon at the level of Dharmakaya gods and demons! I have never seen a real dragon!"
The altar is displayed on the bank of a river.
Chen Xiu arrived just in time.
The so-called festival has just begun at this moment.
The lively drum beat was accompanied by shouts. The so-called Mr. Wang, dressed in gorgeous clothes, slowly stepped forward under the gaze of everyone.
He knelt down on the ground quite devoutly and kowtowed several times in a humming manner, which seemed to be quite pious.
Then, three pig-headed animals tied with red silk ribbons were enshrined on the altar.
The sound of gongs and drums gradually became louder, and the sound of suona sounded.
A witch dressed rather strangely emerged from the crowd, singing vague prayers, twisting her body and walking in messy steps.
The crisp handbell shook gently, and with every step, a long black flag sank into the ground.
Chen Xiu frowned slightly.
On the black flag, there seems to be a statue of Xuanwu painted on it, corresponding to the seven constellations of Xuanwu in the north of the Taoist Gate.
But the runes are quite messy, and can even be called ghostly drawings, as if they were daubed indiscriminately.
What is vaguely visible is the so-called "dragon" character.
"This is not a Taoist talisman! In other words, everything here, whether it is a hand bell or a banner, is a deception." Chen Xiu said softly.
His eyes fell on the statue of the [Luck-Promoting Dragon King] in the center of the altar.
etc--
Chen Xiu suddenly exclaimed.
With the power of his soul, he can clearly feel it.
There seems to be fresh life in the Dragon King statue, like a child!
This is a blood sacrifice!!
Even if he is the wild god of the valley, his sacrifice does not require blood sacrifice!
Do they want to sacrifice to the so-called Dragon King, or is there another evil god?