At this moment, everyone's hearts were shaken. They were thinking hard and trying to figure out a countermeasure. But facing the ferocious bandits outside, how could ordinary mountain people like them think of a countermeasure?
As the saying goes, a scholar meets a soldier. How can a scholar with no strength win a warrior who can conquer everything with his strength?
Others are not here to quarrel with you, but they are here to challenge you with real swords and guns and decide life or death.
This point is very clear to everyone. Looking around at everyone's expressions and staring at the sadness on each other's faces, no one can bring them some hope. Perhaps, those who can bring them hope will not
Stay in this small village.
True dragons will not live with Yunni, so they have no choice.
There are only two roads before everyone. One road is to take out the various weapons you have prepared and fight to the death with the bandits outside, using your fists to do the talking.
The other way is to kneel on the ground, become a wagging dog, endure the humiliation, and live a mediocre life.
Suffering in this world is like a sea of suffering, boundless and without shore, with no way back.
"This hero, the man riding on the horse over there is the bandit who just massacred our village. Today, you must make the decision for our dead villagers!" A man who was lucky enough to go up the mountain to chop firewood said
The woodcutter, who was able to return home in time and avoid death, looked at the red carp beside him and said with great resentment.
"Don't worry, we will definitely uphold justice for you in what happened today." Red Carp ignored this mortal, but looked at the bald man next to him and said, "Is there any way to save them in your Dharma?
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"Of course there is." Baldhead nodded and said.
As a Buddhist, he has never been ignorant. There are some villains who cannot be persuaded. Only by using an invincible iron fist to send them all to hell, meet with King Yama, and judge their sins clearly, can he
It's the right way.
Moreover, if he is not stupid, how could he not see through the thoughts and thoughts of Red Carp’s words!
"Buddhism also has anger, Vajra's angry eyes, killing lives and karma, which is also a Buddhist path." The bald man said calmly.
But the woodcutter next to Baldhead stirred up a lot of disturbances.
After all, in his eyes, Buddhists have always used Buddhism to influence sentient beings, and it is rare to see such a sober and refined Buddhist monk as Baldhead.
According to the previous model, didn't Baldhead and his gang take action to suppress these bandits, seize them all, lock them up in a Buddhist temple, and recite Buddhist scriptures to inspire them?
Why did he come to Baldhead and plan to kill and avenge them?
However, the bald head was able to stand on their side. With this thought, he was extremely moved in his heart. He had to avenge the murder of his father and the murder of his relatives.
The spies arranged by the bandits listened to everyone's words, sneered silently three times, and looked at everyone with a sharp expression, as if they were seeing a dead person.
The tragic wailing caused by the cold killing was still echoing in his ears not long ago. Now he was about to listen to this beautiful music again. The mind that had become twisted and crazy in his heart seemed to be contaminated by some
Demonic and ominous.
He quietly lurked next to Taixu and the others, walking slowly, holding the incomplete hand crossbow seized from the village in his hand, placed the poisonous crossbow arrows that had been tempered countless times, aimed at everyone's heads, and pulled the trigger.
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The next moment, a sound of piercing the sky resounded in everyone's ears. Immediately, the woodcutter's mentality changed. He stared at the crossbow arrows and felt that death was approaching. The souls of the dead were coming out. He didn't know how to react or how to deal with it.
, just like a fool, sitting there blankly, unable to move.
"They are ordinary people after all." Taixu was not surprised when he saw this. After all, the person who led them was just a mortal, and he was also a mortal who had not seen many life-and-death bloody battles. He was ordinary and mediocre.
Unsurprisingly, how could such a mortal be able to face such a situation!
"Broken!" Taixu snapped his fingers, and the entire void seemed to be bound by some terrifying force. The dense void force restrained the world, and the crossbow arrows were shattered into pieces and scattered to the place, polluting the soil.
The ants who were walking on the ground suddenly saw fragments of crossbow arrows falling from the sky. They died before they could dodge.
The life of an ant is so humble and despicable, just like a weed, or even worse than a weed.
The ants moved quickly and fled in all directions, leaving this place quickly and away from the disaster.
Masters of killing weapons such as crossbows would never dare to see the light of day. After all, if such things were confiscated from the house by people from the government, it would be a serious crime of confiscating the family and exterminating the clan.
In any era, holding this kind of thing in your hand can label you as a rebel and leave you dead without any body parts.
Therefore, when the rogue bandits were about to use their crossbows, Taixu and the others were already on the must-kill list of these rogue bandits. They became the meat of their mouths and could not be let go.
These bandits are extraordinary, they are all masters of martial arts who have practiced martial arts in Jianghu, and they seem to have received some inheritance from some heretical ways, transforming their flesh and blood bodies into highly poisonous bodies.
Any Jianghu knight-errant will be poisoned as long as they are contaminated with their flesh and blood.
If there is no panacea for detoxification, I'm afraid you won't know how you died until you die.
"It seems that they are practitioners? It's a pity that such a young guy must be very capable. Otherwise, if we can't say today, we can keep them all." These bandits can survive until now, and they are still alive and well. Naturally
Not only relying on his own Jianghu martial arts and some incomplete side sect inheritance, but also relying on his sharp eyesight that he has cultivated through ups and downs.
Through their observations, they found that Taixu's group of people were real practitioners, rather than using martial arts.
Since ancient times, among the young cultivators in various major sects who are able to step out of the mountain gate, none of them are rubbish, and they are all strong. After all, if they go out to practice and have low strength, they will be beaten and cleaned up, and their whole body will be lost.
Daomen's face.
Therefore, for the sake of their respective orthodoxy, they cannot easily let the garbage out of the mountain gate. The people who come out are all extraordinary talents and should not be underestimated.
They never dare to provoke these geniuses, and they will not do so.
Hit the younger ones and provoke the older ones.
Unless necessary, they will never offend these guys.
At this moment, they quickly dispersed, unwilling to confront these people.
In their opinion, these geniuses are just passing by, and they occasionally show an interest in helping others. As long as they do not confront these geniuses head-on and leave for a few days, if these geniuses see them and do not come to deal with them, there will be no fighting and fighting.