The team was divided into two groups. One group was led by An Zheng and went straight to another place in Qingzhou where monsters were rampant. The other group was led by Du Shoushou all the way to the west, first back to Jizhou and then to the Western Regions. Three months, only three months left.
The young practitioner blushed and said sarcastically: "That's robbery. Are we here to rob things? Of course not, we want to save the world."
The young cultivator came up and kicked him away: "What are you doing here if you don't have money? Guanguangguan, you don't have the right to kneel here with just the little money you have."
An Zheng walked out of the crowd, holding a Yuan Jing in his hand: "I have something here, I wonder if I can give it to the Immortal."
The young practitioner blushed and said sarcastically: "That's robbery. Are we here to rob things? Of course not, we want to save the world."
Standing on the hillside and looking at the crowds of people on the official road, everyone felt a little depressed.
Another person was also there and said: "What are you asking for? Just give it to me immediately. I tell you, it's your fault if you can't save your hometown."
When I was on the road, I met all refugees, whether they were well-dressed people or impoverished people, crowded together on a main road and walking slumped forward. Powerful monsters swept across their homes. At this moment, there seemed to be no difference in hierarchy between a wealthy family and a poor family.
When I was on the road, I met all refugees, whether they were well-dressed people or impoverished people, crowded together on a main road and walking slumped forward. Powerful monsters swept across their homes. At this moment, there seemed to be no difference in hierarchy between a wealthy family and a poor family.
An Zheng said: "Of course you are not here to steal anything, you are here to lie."
There is only one thought left in everyone's mind, and that is to live.
The young man grabbed the old man's clothes and drove him back: "If you want to kneel, no one will stop you. Kneel outside the crowd. If the immortal reads your sincere words, he may save your family first. "
The young practitioner blushed and said sarcastically: "That's robbery. Are we here to rob things? Of course not, we want to save the world."
An Zheng walked out of the crowd, holding a Yuan Jing in his hand: "I have something here, I wonder if I can give it to the Immortal."
He suddenly threw the Yuan Jing in his hand. How could that middle-aged man catch what An Zheng threw? Let alone catch it, he didn't even react. The Yuan Jing hit his head directly, and with a bang his head shattered. Blood and brain matter mixed with broken bones flew out. The corpse shook a few times and then fell to the ground.
"People are becoming simpler at this time."
There is only one thought left in everyone's mind, and that is to live.
He kowtowed after saying a word, and soon there was blood on his forehead. However, no one would care about him.
Gu Qianye looked at the people with their heads lowered and expressions of loneliness and fear, and said to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.
"hell."
"Let me tell you, whether you can ask for the blessing of a master depends on your luck. With what you have, great practitioners will look down upon you. Just wait, if there is news that a monster has been killed recently. , that is, we have invited friends to help. If there is no news of the monster being killed, then you can only blame your waste. If you can come up with more belongings, will the monster continue to wreak havoc? , it’s just your fault that you are poor and incompetent.”
Gu Qianye looked at the people with their heads lowered and expressions of loneliness and fear, and said to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.
"I beg the Immortal to save my blind date. I lost my son in old age, and my son and daughter-in-law died unexpectedly. I relied on the relief help from the villagers to survive for the rest of my life. I still have many blind dates who are trapped in the mountains and can't get out. I just ask the Immortal to help me." mercy."
"People are becoming simpler at this time."
"People are becoming simpler at this time."
"Yes, why are you so greedy for money? Why don't you just give it to me if you ask me anything?"
"People are becoming simpler at this time."
"In the face of disaster, no one loses their dignity."
"Yes, why are you so greedy for money? Why don't you just give it to me if you ask me anything?"
The young man grabbed the old man's clothes and drove him back: "If you want to kneel, no one will stop you. Kneel outside the crowd. If the immortal reads your sincere words, he may save your family first. "
"No, no, no...just keep it."
No matter how stupid the young practitioner was, he knew he would meet a real master. The few of them had cheated a lot of money among the refugees these days, but they never expected that they would meet a real master. In their opinion, the real strong men have all rushed to the side of the monsters, so how could they meet them among the refugees.
He took out a bag and asked those people to throw their belongings into the bag as he walked.
The further we go, the more desolate it becomes. We don't know what kind of monster it is, but from the destruction we see along the way, we can understand how powerful that monster is. This place is still thousands of miles away from where the monster beast appeared, and the scene destroyed by the aftermath of the monster beast's power is already a bit horrific.
An Zheng walked out of the crowd, holding a Yuan Jing in his hand: "I have something here, I wonder if I can give it to the Immortal."
An Zheng said: "It's quite far to Jizhou. I know there is a place very close where you can meet An Zheng."
"Huh? Why are you dead?"
He kowtowed after saying a word, and soon there was blood on his forehead. However, no one would care about him.
Standing on the hillside and looking at the crowds of people on the official road, everyone felt a little depressed.
The young practitioner's eyes lit up when he saw the Yuan Jing in An Zheng's hand. The total contents of his pocket were less than one thousandth of the size of this Yuan Jing. He walked over and took a look at An Zheng, then reached out to take the Yuan Jing in An Zheng's hand: "Why did you go early? If you come later, the Immortal will leave."
"People are becoming simpler at this time."
The young man looked at the scattered silver in his hand, snorted and said, "Do you know who the Immortal is? Would you covet your scattered silver? You are not begging for the Immortal's mercy at all. You are just sending away the beggar. I tell you, the Immortal has found out the origin and weakness of the monster. If the Immortal takes action, it can be killed in a moment. Are you willing to hold on to your homeland? , it depends on whether your sincerity is enough.”
He took out a bag and asked those people to throw their belongings into the bag as he walked.
The crowd nearby exploded, and many people accused An Zheng. The woman who had pulled An Zheng's clothes stood up and pulled the Yuan Jing out with both hands: "I tell you, my family is trapped in the mountain. If they don't survive, it will be your fault. You are the one who caused it." A wicked person!"
The young cultivator came up and kicked him away: "What are you doing here if you don't have money? Guanguangguan, you don't have the right to kneel here with just the little money you have."
At this moment, they suddenly saw a group of people gathering on the roadside in the distance, and more people joined in. Not long after, all the people knelt down and kowtowed. An Zheng looked over there, and his face turned ugly after a moment.
The young man looked at the scattered silver in his hand, snorted and said, "Do you know who the Immortal is? Would you covet your scattered silver? You are not begging for the Immortal's mercy at all. You are just sending away the beggar. I tell you, the Immortal has found out the origin and weakness of the monster. If the Immortal takes action, it can be killed in a moment. Are you willing to hold on to your homeland? , it depends on whether your sincerity is enough.”
On the roadside in the distance, a few people stood there like followers, but they were also practitioners. A middle-aged man in brocade clothes was sitting cross-legged on a stone by the roadside. He looked quite dignified. A young man standing next to him looked at the crowd kneeling in front of him with disdain and contempt on his face, as if he disdained what they had offered.
He kowtowed after saying a word, and soon there was blood on his forehead. However, no one would care about him.
The young practitioner was stunned for a moment: "Do you know An Zheng? What...where?"
An old man tremblingly handed over the few pieces of silver he had in his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Please ask the gods to eradicate the monsters and bless my home. I am willing to lose everything in exchange for peace in my hometown."
Another person said from the side: "Of course the Immortal didn't save people in the fire and water for your money. The Immortal is from Qingzhou. To protect the people of Qingzhou is to protect the family. How could the Immortal accept your money? However, that monster is powerful. Although Shangxian has found its weakness, if he wants to kill the monster, he still needs to ask some friends for help. Of course, he has to give gifts. Even if I have savings, why should I ask my friends to help me in order to protect you? You guys are just greedy for money, and you are still unwilling to pay after all this time."
On the roadside in the distance, a few people stood there like followers, but they were also practitioners. A middle-aged man in brocade clothes was sitting cross-legged on a stone by the roadside. He looked quite dignified. A young man standing next to him looked at the crowd kneeling in front of him with disdain and contempt on his face, as if he disdained what they had offered.
The young man grabbed the old man's clothes and drove him back: "If you want to kneel, no one will stop you. Kneel outside the crowd. If the immortal reads your sincere words, he may save your family first. "
He kowtowed after saying a word, and soon there was blood on his forehead. However, no one would care about him.
The further we go, the more desolate it becomes. We don't know what kind of monster it is, but from the destruction we see along the way, we can understand how powerful that monster is. This place is still thousands of miles away from where the monster beast appeared, and the scene destroyed by the aftermath of the monster beast's power is already a bit horrific.
The people around him kowtowed and took out all their belongings.
No matter how stupid the young practitioner was, he knew he would meet a real master. The few of them had cheated a lot of money among the refugees these days, but they never expected that they would meet a real master. In their opinion, the real strong men have all rushed to the side of the monsters, so how could they meet them among the refugees.
An Zheng said: "It's quite far to Jizhou. I know there is a place very close where you can meet An Zheng."
"Let go!"
An old man tremblingly handed over the few pieces of silver he had in his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Please ask the gods to eradicate the monsters and bless my home. I am willing to lose everything in exchange for peace in my hometown."
"In the face of disaster, no one loses their dignity."
"Yes, why are you so greedy for money? Why don't you just give it to me if you ask me anything?"
"Yes, why are you so greedy for money? Why don't you just give it to me if you ask me anything?"
An Zheng weighed the Yuan Jing in his hand: "Since you can kill Zhai Songcheng, then of course you can kill the monster. I will give you the Yuan Jing now, and you can kill the monster."
At this time, the Immortal slowly opened his eyes and said pretentiously: "Do you know why there was such a disaster in Qingzhou? It was precisely because Jian Zong was unkind in the past few years and angered the gods in heaven. Although I realized this and single-handedly killed Master Jian Zong in order to save the people of Qingzhou, I still could not extinguish the anger of the gods in heaven. Moreover, I was injured. After all, Master Jian Zong was not an ordinary person. I killed him, and he hurt me. Therefore, I am no longer able to kill the monster with one blow. If you are not sincere, don't stay here. I am here to wait for the sincere people."
An Zheng groaned and handed the piece of Yuan Jing forward: "It's quite a long way to Jizhou, so just think of it as travel expenses."
Gu Qianye looked at the people with their heads lowered and expressions of loneliness and fear, and said to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.
The young man looked at the scattered silver in his hand, snorted and said, "Do you know who the Immortal is? Would you covet your scattered silver? You are not begging for the Immortal's mercy at all. You are just sending away the beggar. I tell you, the Immortal has found out the origin and weakness of the monster. If the Immortal takes action, it can be killed in a moment. Are you willing to hold on to your homeland? , it depends on whether your sincerity is enough.”
The people around him kowtowed and took out all their belongings.
The old man was thrown out of the crowd, but he refused to leave. He knelt down outside the crowd and kowtowed.
"Let go!"
The young practitioner's eyes were full of fear, his heart was broken, and after a few seconds he fell backwards.
"Huh? Why are you dead?"
A woman kneeling next to her grabbed An Zheng's clothes and said, "Give it quickly. Why are you hesitating? How can we go home without going to heaven?"
Another person said from the side: "Of course the Immortal didn't save people in the fire and water for your money. The Immortal is from Qingzhou. To protect the people of Qingzhou is to protect the family. How could the Immortal accept your money? However, that monster is powerful. Although Shangxian has found its weakness, if he wants to kill the monster, he still needs to ask some friends for help. Of course, he has to give gifts. Even if I have savings, why should I ask my friends to help me in order to protect you? You guys are just greedy for money, and you are still unwilling to pay after all this time."
The crowd nearby exploded, and many people accused An Zheng. The woman who had pulled An Zheng's clothes stood up and pulled the Yuan Jing out with both hands: "I tell you, my family is trapped in the mountain. If they don't survive, it will be your fault. You are the one who caused it." A wicked person!"
An Zheng groaned and handed the piece of Yuan Jing forward: "It's quite a long way to Jizhou, so just think of it as travel expenses."
"Huh? Why are you dead?"
The old man who was kneeling on the ground said tremblingly: "Shangxian, this is already my entire property."
The young cultivator came up and kicked him away: "What are you doing here if you don't have money? Guanguangguan, you don't have the right to kneel here with just the little money you have."
An Zheng said calmly: "I will go occasionally. Sending you to hell is much closer than sending you to Jizhou. I defrauded people of their money during the disaster. In addition, I will send you to hell. I, Rou'er, went there. I will kill you again when the time comes, and your soul will be shattered and you will never be reincarnated.”
The old man who was kneeling on the ground said tremblingly: "Shangxian, this is already my entire property."
An Zheng said: "Of course you are not here to steal anything, you are here to lie."
The middle-aged practitioner obviously saw that something was wrong, but he couldn't get off: "Yes... no, so what about you? Are you from the Jian Sect?"
An Zheng groaned and handed the piece of Yuan Jing forward: "It's quite a long way to Jizhou, so just think of it as travel expenses."
"Yes, why are you so greedy for money? Why don't you just give it to me if you ask me anything?"
"Yes, why are you so greedy for money? Why don't you just give it to me if you ask me anything?"
An Zheng looked at the middle-aged practitioner: "Did you kill Donglin Jun Zhai Songcheng, the leader of the Jian Sect?"
There is only one thought left in everyone's mind, and that is to live.
The young cultivator came up and kicked him away: "What are you doing here if you don't have money? Guanguangguan, you don't have the right to kneel here with just the little money you have."
"hell."
"People are becoming simpler at this time."
The young cultivator looked dissatisfied: "It's not worth much in total, and it can't even be exchanged for a medium-grade crystal. Forget it, let's add up to a little."
At this time, the Immortal slowly opened his eyes and said pretentiously: "Do you know why there was such a disaster in Qingzhou? It was precisely because Jian Zong was unkind in the past few years and angered the gods in heaven. Although I realized this and single-handedly killed Master Jian Zong in order to save the people of Qingzhou, I still could not extinguish the anger of the gods in heaven. Moreover, I was injured. After all, Master Jian Zong was not an ordinary person. I killed him, and he hurt me. Therefore, I am no longer able to kill the monster with one blow. If you are not sincere, don't stay here. I am here to wait for the sincere people."
An Zheng looked at the middle-aged practitioner: "Did you kill Donglin Jun Zhai Songcheng, the leader of the Jian Sect?"
The young cultivator actually really thought about it. He thought that he might have frightened An Zheng by saying that he was from the Tianqi Sect just now. He reached for the Yuan Jing, but held back halfway: "Forget it, you Just keep it... Just wait here for my news. I will be able to go to Jizhou soon. Then I will invite the experts from our Tianqi Sect, and you will believe what I say. "
The old man cried and said: "People cannot be distinguished by rich and poor. How can I not even save my hometown?"
"In the face of disaster, no one loses their dignity."
Standing on the hillside and looking at the crowds of people on the official road, everyone felt a little depressed.
The young man grabbed the old man's clothes and drove him back: "If you want to kneel, no one will stop you. Kneel outside the crowd. If the immortal reads your sincere words, he may save your family first. "
"Huh? Why are you dead?"
The crowd nearby exploded, and many people accused An Zheng. The woman who had pulled An Zheng's clothes stood up and pulled the Yuan Jing out with both hands: "I tell you, my family is trapped in the mountain. If they don't survive, it will be your fault. You are the one who caused it." A wicked person!"
He pulled it out several times, but the Yuan Jing didn't move at all in An Zheng's hand. His face changed color and he said angrily: "If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude."
An Zheng said: "Of course you are not here to steal anything, you are here to lie."
Gu Qianye looked at the people with their heads lowered and expressions of loneliness and fear, and said to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.
He took out a bag and asked those people to throw their belongings into the bag as he walked.
The old man was thrown out of the crowd, but he refused to leave. He knelt down outside the crowd and kowtowed.
A woman kneeling next to her grabbed An Zheng's clothes and said, "Give it quickly. Why are you hesitating? How can we go home without going to heaven?"
"Let go!"
"I beg the Immortal to save my blind date. I lost my son in old age, and my son and daughter-in-law died unexpectedly. I relied on the relief help from the villagers to survive for the rest of my life. I still have many blind dates who are trapped in the mountains and can't get out. I just ask the Immortal to help me." mercy."
The young man grabbed the old man's clothes and drove him back: "If you want to kneel, no one will stop you. Kneel outside the crowd. If the immortal reads your sincere words, he may save your family first. "
A woman kneeling next to her grabbed An Zheng's clothes and said, "Give it quickly. Why are you hesitating? How can we go home without going to heaven?"
He kowtowed after saying a word, and soon there was blood on his forehead. However, no one would care about him.
Another person was also there and said: "What are you asking for? Just give it to me immediately. I tell you, it's your fault if you can't save your hometown."
He pulled it out several times, but the Yuan Jing didn't move at all in An Zheng's hand. His face changed color and he said angrily: "If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude."
He kowtowed after saying a word, and soon there was blood on his forehead. However, no one would care about him.
A woman kneeling next to her grabbed An Zheng's clothes and said, "Give it quickly. Why are you hesitating? How can we go home without going to heaven?"
No matter how stupid the young practitioner was, he knew he would meet a real master. The few of them had cheated a lot of money among the refugees these days, but they never expected that they would meet a real master. In their opinion, the real strong men have all rushed to the side of the monsters, so how could they meet them among the refugees.
"Let go!"
At this time, the Immortal slowly opened his eyes and said pretentiously: "Do you know why there was such a disaster in Qingzhou? It was precisely because Jian Zong was unkind in the past few years and angered the gods in heaven. Although I realized this and single-handedly killed Master Jian Zong in order to save the people of Qingzhou, I still could not extinguish the anger of the gods in heaven. Moreover, I was injured. After all, Master Jian Zong was not an ordinary person. I killed him, and he hurt me. Therefore, I am no longer able to kill the monster with one blow. If you are not sincere, don't stay here. I am here to wait for the sincere people."
An old man tremblingly handed over the few pieces of silver he had in his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Please ask the gods to eradicate the monsters and bless my home. I am willing to lose everything in exchange for peace in my hometown."
The crowd nearby exploded, and many people accused An Zheng. The woman who had pulled An Zheng's clothes stood up and pulled the Yuan Jing out with both hands: "I tell you, my family is trapped in the mountain. If they don't survive, it will be your fault. You are the one who caused it." A wicked person!"
The people around him kowtowed and took out all their belongings.
The people around him kowtowed and took out all their belongings.
"In the face of disaster, no one loses their dignity."
At this time, the Immortal slowly opened his eyes and said pretentiously: "Do you know why there was such a disaster in Qingzhou? It was precisely because Jian Zong was unkind in the past few years and angered the gods in heaven. Although I realized this and single-handedly killed Master Jian Zong in order to save the people of Qingzhou, I still could not extinguish the anger of the gods in heaven. Moreover, I was injured. After all, Master Jian Zong was not an ordinary person. I killed him, and he hurt me. Therefore, I am no longer able to kill the monster with one blow. If you are not sincere, don't stay here. I am here to wait for the sincere people."
An Zheng walked out of the crowd, holding a Yuan Jing in his hand: "I have something here, I wonder if I can give it to the Immortal."
The young practitioner's eyes were full of fear, his heart was broken, and after a few seconds he fell backwards.
No matter how stupid the young practitioner was, he knew he would meet a real master. The few of them had cheated a lot of money among the refugees these days, but they never expected that they would meet a real master. In their opinion, the real strong men have all rushed to the side of the monsters, so how could they meet them among the refugees.
"In the face of disaster, no one loses their dignity."
The young practitioner was stunned for a moment: "Do you know An Zheng? What...where?"
The young cultivator looked dissatisfied: "It's not worth much in total, and it can't even be exchanged for a medium-grade crystal. Forget it, let's add up to a little."
"Let me tell you, whether you can ask for the blessing of a master depends on your luck. With what you have, great practitioners will look down upon you. Just wait, if there is news that a monster has been killed recently. , that is, we have invited friends to help. If there is no news of the monster being killed, then you can only blame your waste. If you can come up with more belongings, will the monster continue to wreak havoc? , it’s just your fault that you are poor and incompetent.”
The old man cried and said: "People cannot be distinguished by rich and poor. How can I not even save my hometown?"
He kowtowed after saying a word, and soon there was blood on his forehead. However, no one would care about him.
He took out a bag and asked those people to throw their belongings into the bag as he walked.
An old man tremblingly handed over the few pieces of silver he had in his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Please ask the gods to eradicate the monsters and bless my home. I am willing to lose everything in exchange for peace in my hometown."
An old man tremblingly handed over the few pieces of silver he had in his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Please ask the gods to eradicate the monsters and bless my home. I am willing to lose everything in exchange for peace in my hometown."
"No, no, no...just keep it."
"Let go!"
"Isn't it just a piece of broken stone? Isn't it more important than all of our lives?"
When I was on the road, I met all refugees, whether they were well-dressed people or impoverished people, crowded together on a main road and walking slumped forward. Powerful monsters swept across their homes. At this moment, there seemed to be no difference in hierarchy between a wealthy family and a poor family.
"Let me tell you, whether you can ask for the blessing of a master depends on your luck. With what you have, great practitioners will look down upon you. Just wait, if there is news that a monster has been killed recently. , that is, we have invited friends to help. If there is no news of the monster being killed, then you can only blame your waste. If you can come up with more belongings, will the monster continue to wreak havoc? , it’s just your fault that you are poor and incompetent.”
"Let go!"
"In the face of disaster, no one loses their dignity."
There is only one thought left in everyone's mind, and that is to live.
The young practitioner's eyes lit up when he saw the Yuan Jing in An Zheng's hand. The total contents of his pocket were less than one thousandth of the size of this Yuan Jing. He walked over and took a look at An Zheng, then reached out to take the Yuan Jing in An Zheng's hand: "Why did you go early? If you come later, the Immortal will leave."
An Zheng waved, and the Yuan Jing flew back. He handed it to the young practitioner: "When I threw it just now, it seemed to be a little too strong, and I accidentally killed your immortal. Let's do this. I’ll give it to you, and you’ll keep it for the Immortal?”
Another person was also there and said: "What are you asking for? Just give it to me immediately. I tell you, it's your fault if you can't save your hometown."
An Zheng walked out of the crowd, holding a Yuan Jing in his hand: "I have something here, I wonder if I can give it to the Immortal."
He backed away repeatedly: "We are here to save people, not for money. We as practitioners should take protection as our own responsibility. I tell you, this is the original teaching of my sect master. You don't know who I am, do you? Let me tell you, I am from the Tianqi Sect in Jizhou. My sect leader is Mr. An Zhengan, who is famous all over the world. I will go back to Jizhou now and invite sect leader An to come to your Qingzhou. Not to mention the monsters in Qingzhou will be wiped out. Not to mention Immortal Palace.”
The young cultivator actually really thought about it. He thought that he might have frightened An Zheng by saying that he was from the Tianqi Sect just now. He reached for the Yuan Jing, but held back halfway: "Forget it, you Just keep it... Just wait here for my news. I will be able to go to Jizhou soon. Then I will invite the experts from our Tianqi Sect, and you will believe what I say. "
"Yes, why are you so greedy for money? Why don't you just give it to me if you ask me anything?"
He suddenly threw the Yuan Jing in his hand. How could that middle-aged man catch what An Zheng threw? Let alone catch it, he didn't even react. The Yuan Jing hit his head directly, and with a bang his head shattered. Blood and brain matter mixed with broken bones flew out. The corpse shook a few times and then fell to the ground.
When I was on the road, I met all refugees, whether they were well-dressed people or impoverished people, crowded together on a main road and walking slumped forward. Powerful monsters swept across their homes. At this moment, there seemed to be no difference in hierarchy between a wealthy family and a poor family.
An Zheng walked out of the crowd, holding a Yuan Jing in his hand: "I have something here, I wonder if I can give it to the Immortal."
A woman kneeling next to her grabbed An Zheng's clothes and said, "Give it quickly. Why are you hesitating? How can we go home without going to heaven?"
The young practitioner was stunned for a moment: "Do you know An Zheng? What...where?"
The young practitioner's eyes were full of fear, his heart was broken, and after a few seconds he fell backwards.
An old man tremblingly handed over the few pieces of silver he had in his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Please ask the gods to eradicate the monsters and bless my home. I am willing to lose everything in exchange for peace in my hometown."
"hell."
Another person was also there and said: "What are you asking for? Just give it to me immediately. I tell you, it's your fault if you can't save your hometown."
An Zheng said calmly: "I will go occasionally. Sending you to hell is much closer than sending you to Jizhou. I defrauded people of their money during the disaster. In addition, I will send you to hell. I, Rou'er, went there. I will kill you again when the time comes, and your soul will be shattered and you will never be reincarnated.”
The people around him kowtowed and took out all their belongings.
Gu Qianye looked at the people with their heads lowered and expressions of loneliness and fear, and said to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.
On the roadside in the distance, a few people stood there like followers, but they were also practitioners. A middle-aged man in brocade clothes was sitting cross-legged on a stone by the roadside. He looked quite dignified. A young man standing next to him looked at the crowd kneeling in front of him with disdain and contempt on his face, as if he disdained what they had offered.
"People are becoming simpler at this time."
On the roadside in the distance, a few people stood there like followers, but they were also practitioners. A middle-aged man in brocade clothes was sitting cross-legged on a stone by the roadside. He looked quite dignified. A young man standing next to him looked at the crowd kneeling in front of him with disdain and contempt on his face, as if he disdained what they had offered.
Another person said from the side: "Of course the Immortal didn't save people in the fire and water for your money. The Immortal is from Qingzhou. To protect the people of Qingzhou is to protect the family. How could the Immortal accept your money? However, that monster is powerful. Although Shangxian has found its weakness, if he wants to kill the monster, he still needs to ask some friends for help. Of course, he has to give gifts. Even if I have savings, why should I ask my friends to help me in order to protect you? You guys are just greedy for money, and you are still unwilling to pay after all this time."
"Yes, why are you so greedy for money? Why don't you just give it to me if you ask me anything?"
An Zheng groaned and handed the piece of Yuan Jing forward: "It's quite a long way to Jizhou, so just think of it as travel expenses."
"Let me tell you, whether you can ask for the blessing of a master depends on your luck. With what you have, great practitioners will look down upon you. Just wait, if there is news that a monster has been killed recently. , that is, we have invited friends to help. If there is no news of the monster being killed, then you can only blame your waste. If you can come up with more belongings, will the monster continue to wreak havoc? , it’s just your fault that you are poor and incompetent.”
The old man was thrown out of the crowd, but he refused to leave. He knelt down outside the crowd and kowtowed.
The young practitioner's eyes lit up when he saw the Yuan Jing in An Zheng's hand. The total contents of his pocket were less than one thousandth of the size of this Yuan Jing. He walked over and took a look at An Zheng, then reached out to take the Yuan Jing in An Zheng's hand: "Why did you go early? If you come later, the Immortal will leave."
An Zheng groaned and handed the piece of Yuan Jing forward: "It's quite a long way to Jizhou, so just think of it as travel expenses."
Standing on the hillside and looking at the crowds of people on the official road, everyone felt a little depressed.
He pulled it out several times, but the Yuan Jing didn't move at all in An Zheng's hand. His face changed color and he said angrily: "If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude."
On the roadside in the distance, a few people stood there like followers, but they were also practitioners. A middle-aged man in brocade clothes was sitting cross-legged on a stone by the roadside. He looked quite dignified. A young man standing next to him looked at the crowd kneeling in front of him with disdain and contempt on his face, as if he disdained what they had offered.
When I was on the road, I met all refugees, whether they were well-dressed people or impoverished people, crowded together on a main road and walking slumped forward. Powerful monsters swept across their homes. At this moment, there seemed to be no difference in hierarchy between a wealthy family and a poor family.
The crowd nearby exploded, and many people accused An Zheng. The woman who had pulled An Zheng's clothes stood up and pulled the Yuan Jing out with both hands: "I tell you, my family is trapped in the mountain. If they don't survive, it will be your fault. You are the one who caused it." A wicked person!"
On the roadside in the distance, a few people stood there like followers, but they were also practitioners. A middle-aged man in brocade clothes was sitting cross-legged on a stone by the roadside. He looked quite dignified. A young man standing next to him looked at the crowd kneeling in front of him with disdain and contempt on his face, as if he disdained what they had offered.
The young practitioner was stunned for a moment: "Do you know An Zheng? What...where?"
He pulled it out several times, but the Yuan Jing didn't move at all in An Zheng's hand. His face changed color and he said angrily: "If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude."
The people around him kowtowed and took out all their belongings.
"hell."
An Zheng said calmly: "I will go occasionally. Sending you to hell is much closer than sending you to Jizhou. I defrauded people of their money during the disaster. In addition, I will send you to hell. I, Rou'er, went there. I will kill you again when the time comes, and your soul will be shattered and you will never be reincarnated.”
The young man looked at the scattered silver in his hand, snorted and said, "Do you know who the Immortal is? Would you covet your scattered silver? You are not begging for the Immortal's mercy at all. You are just sending away the beggar. I tell you, the Immortal has found out the origin and weakness of the monster. If the Immortal takes action, it can be killed in a moment. Are you willing to hold on to your homeland? , it depends on whether your sincerity is enough.”
There is only one thought left in everyone's mind, and that is to live.
"Let go!"
He pulled it out several times, but the Yuan Jing didn't move at all in An Zheng's hand. His face changed color and he said angrily: "If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude."
He backed away repeatedly: "We are here to save people, not for money. We as practitioners should take protection as our own responsibility. I tell you, this is the original teaching of my sect master. You don't know who I am, do you? Let me tell you, I am from the Tianqi Sect in Jizhou. My sect leader is Mr. An Zhengan, who is famous all over the world. I will go back to Jizhou now and invite sect leader An to come to your Qingzhou. Not to mention the monsters in Qingzhou will be wiped out. Not to mention Immortal Palace.”
An Zheng weighed the Yuan Jing in his hand: "Since you can kill Zhai Songcheng, then of course you can kill the monster. I will give you the Yuan Jing now, and you can kill the monster."
The young practitioner's eyes were full of fear, his heart was broken, and after a few seconds he fell backwards.
"Isn't it just a piece of broken stone? Isn't it more important than all of our lives?"
"Isn't it just a piece of broken stone? Isn't it more important than all of our lives?"
The middle-aged practitioner obviously saw that something was wrong, but he couldn't get off: "Yes... no, so what about you? Are you from the Jian Sect?"
The middle-aged practitioner obviously saw that something was wrong, but he couldn't get off: "Yes... no, so what about you? Are you from the Jian Sect?"
At this moment, they suddenly saw a group of people gathering on the roadside in the distance, and more people joined in. Not long after, all the people knelt down and kowtowed. An Zheng looked over there, and his face turned ugly after a moment.
He kowtowed after saying a word, and soon there was blood on his forehead. However, no one would care about him.
The Yuan Jing in An Zheng's hand flew out, punching a bloody hole in the young practitioner's heart with a bang.
The young practitioner's eyes were full of fear, his heart was broken, and after a few seconds he fell backwards.
The young practitioner was stunned for a moment: "Do you know An Zheng? What...where?"
An Zheng shook his head: "I just didn't expect that at this time you are all stupid... If he is really a master, can't he even take things away from me?"
No matter how stupid the young practitioner was, he knew he would meet a real master. The few of them had cheated a lot of money among the refugees these days, but they never expected that they would meet a real master. In their opinion, the real strong men have all rushed to the side of the monsters, so how could they meet them among the refugees.
"Let go!"
"In the face of disaster, no one loses their dignity."
The people around him kowtowed and took out all their belongings.
"Yes, why are you so greedy for money? Why don't you just give it to me if you ask me anything?"
The young practitioner blushed and said sarcastically: "That's robbery. Are we here to rob things? Of course not, we want to save the world."
At this time, the Immortal slowly opened his eyes and said pretentiously: "Do you know why there was such a disaster in Qingzhou? It was precisely because Jian Zong was unkind in the past few years and angered the gods in heaven. Although I realized this and single-handedly killed Master Jian Zong in order to save the people of Qingzhou, I still could not extinguish the anger of the gods in heaven. Moreover, I was injured. After all, Master Jian Zong was not an ordinary person. I killed him, and he hurt me. Therefore, I am no longer able to kill the monster with one blow. If you are not sincere, don't stay here. I am here to wait for the sincere people."
An Zheng weighed the Yuan Jing in his hand: "Since you can kill Zhai Songcheng, then of course you can kill the monster. I will give you the Yuan Jing now, and you can kill the monster."
An Zheng waved, and the Yuan Jing flew back. He handed it to the young practitioner: "When I threw it just now, it seemed to be a little too strong, and I accidentally killed your immortal. Let's do this. I’ll give it to you, and you’ll keep it for the Immortal?”
He suddenly threw the Yuan Jing in his hand. How could that middle-aged man catch what An Zheng threw? Let alone catch it, he didn't even react. The Yuan Jing hit his head directly, and with a bang his head shattered. Blood and brain matter mixed with broken bones flew out. The corpse shook a few times and then fell to the ground.
When I was on the road, I met all refugees, whether they were well-dressed people or impoverished people, crowded together on a main road and walking slumped forward. Powerful monsters swept across their homes. At this moment, there seemed to be no difference in hierarchy between a wealthy family and a poor family.
"Let me tell you, whether you can ask for the blessing of a master depends on your luck. With what you have, great practitioners will look down upon you. Just wait, if there is news that a monster has been killed recently. , that is, we have invited friends to help. If there is no news of the monster being killed, then you can only blame your waste. If you can come up with more belongings, will the monster continue to wreak havoc? , it’s just your fault that you are poor and incompetent.”
"Huh? Why are you dead?"
An Zheng said: "Of course you are not here to steal anything, you are here to lie."
The young man grabbed the old man's clothes and drove him back: "If you want to kneel, no one will stop you. Kneel outside the crowd. If the immortal reads your sincere words, he may save your family first. "
The Yuan Jing in An Zheng's hand flew out, punching a bloody hole in the young practitioner's heart with a bang.
An Zheng said calmly: "I will go occasionally. Sending you to hell is much closer than sending you to Jizhou. I defrauded people of their money during the disaster. In addition, I will send you to hell. I, Rou'er, went there. I will kill you again when the time comes, and your soul will be shattered and you will never be reincarnated.”
"hell."
An old man tremblingly handed over the few pieces of silver he had in his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Please ask the gods to eradicate the monsters and bless my home. I am willing to lose everything in exchange for peace in my hometown."
"Let me tell you, whether you can ask for the blessing of a master depends on your luck. With what you have, great practitioners will look down upon you. Just wait, if there is news that a monster has been killed recently. , that is, we have invited friends to help. If there is no news of the monster being killed, then you can only blame your waste. If you can come up with more belongings, will the monster continue to wreak havoc? , it’s just your fault that you are poor and incompetent.”
The young man looked at the scattered silver in his hand, snorted and said, "Do you know who the Immortal is? Would you covet your scattered silver? You are not begging for the Immortal's mercy at all. You are just sending away the beggar. I tell you, the Immortal has found out the origin and weakness of the monster. If the Immortal takes action, it can be killed in a moment. Are you willing to hold on to your homeland? , it depends on whether your sincerity is enough.”
An Zheng looked at the middle-aged practitioner: "Did you kill Donglin Jun Zhai Songcheng, the leader of the Jian Sect?"
He kowtowed after saying a word, and soon there was blood on his forehead. However, no one would care about him.
"In the face of disaster, no one loses their dignity."
The people around him kowtowed and took out all their belongings.
"hell."
"Yes, why are you so greedy for money? Why don't you just give it to me if you ask me anything?"
A woman kneeling next to her grabbed An Zheng's clothes and said, "Give it quickly. Why are you hesitating? How can we go home without going to heaven?"
There is only one thought left in everyone's mind, and that is to live.
"No, no, no...just keep it."
The middle-aged practitioner obviously saw that something was wrong, but he couldn't get off: "Yes... no, so what about you? Are you from the Jian Sect?"
He took out a bag and asked those people to throw their belongings into the bag as he walked.
The middle-aged practitioner obviously saw that something was wrong, but he couldn't get off: "Yes... no, so what about you? Are you from the Jian Sect?"
He took out a bag and asked those people to throw their belongings into the bag as he walked.
At this time, the Immortal slowly opened his eyes and said pretentiously: "Do you know why there was such a disaster in Qingzhou? It was precisely because Jian Zong was unkind in the past few years and angered the gods in heaven. Although I realized this and single-handedly killed Master Jian Zong in order to save the people of Qingzhou, I still could not extinguish the anger of the gods in heaven. Moreover, I was injured. After all, Master Jian Zong was not an ordinary person. I killed him, and he hurt me. Therefore, I am no longer able to kill the monster with one blow. If you are not sincere, don't stay here. I am here to wait for the sincere people."
An Zheng walked out of the crowd, holding a Yuan Jing in his hand: "I have something here, I wonder if I can give it to the Immortal."
"Let me tell you, whether you can ask for the blessing of a master depends on your luck. With what you have, great practitioners will look down upon you. Just wait, if there is news that a monster has been killed recently. , that is, we have invited friends to help. If there is no news of the monster being killed, then you can only blame your waste. If you can come up with more belongings, will the monster continue to wreak havoc? , it’s just your fault that you are poor and incompetent.”
Another person said from the side: "Of course the Immortal didn't save people in the fire and water for your money. The Immortal is from Qingzhou. To protect the people of Qingzhou is to protect the family. How could the Immortal accept your money? However, that monster is powerful. Although Shangxian has found its weakness, if he wants to kill the monster, he still needs to ask some friends for help. Of course, he has to give gifts. Even if I have savings, why should I ask my friends to help me in order to protect you? You guys are just greedy for money, and you are still unwilling to pay after all this time."
"In the face of disaster, no one loses their dignity."
An Zheng weighed the Yuan Jing in his hand: "Since you can kill Zhai Songcheng, then of course you can kill the monster. I will give you the Yuan Jing now, and you can kill the monster."
An Zheng shook his head: "I just didn't expect that at this time you are all stupid... If he is really a master, can't he even take things away from me?"
"hell."
An Zheng said calmly: "I will go occasionally. Sending you to hell is much closer than sending you to Jizhou. I defrauded people of their money during the disaster. In addition, I will send you to hell. I, Rou'er, went there. I will kill you again when the time comes, and your soul will be shattered and you will never be reincarnated.”
"Let me tell you, whether you can ask for the blessing of a master depends on your luck. With what you have, great practitioners will look down upon you. Just wait, if there is news that a monster has been killed recently. , that is, we have invited friends to help. If there is no news of the monster being killed, then you can only blame your waste. If you can come up with more belongings, will the monster continue to wreak havoc? , it’s just your fault that you are poor and incompetent.”
An Zheng said calmly: "I will go occasionally. Sending you to hell is much closer than sending you to Jizhou. I defrauded people of their money during the disaster. In addition, I will send you to hell. I, Rou'er, went there. I will kill you again when the time comes, and your soul will be shattered and you will never be reincarnated.”
An Zheng waved, and the Yuan Jing flew back. He handed it to the young practitioner: "When I threw it just now, it seemed to be a little too strong, and I accidentally killed your immortal. Let's do this. I’ll give it to you, and you’ll keep it for the Immortal?”
He suddenly threw the Yuan Jing in his hand. How could that middle-aged man catch what An Zheng threw? Let alone catch it, he didn't even react. The Yuan Jing hit his head directly, and with a bang his head shattered. Blood and brain matter mixed with broken bones flew out. The corpse shook a few times and then fell to the ground.
An Zheng said: "It's quite far to Jizhou. I know there is a place very close where you can meet An Zheng."
Another person said from the side: "Of course the Immortal didn't save people in the fire and water for your money. The Immortal is from Qingzhou. To protect the people of Qingzhou is to protect the family. How could the Immortal accept your money? However, that monster is powerful. Although Shangxian has found its weakness, if he wants to kill the monster, he still needs to ask some friends for help. Of course, he has to give gifts. Even if I have savings, why should I ask my friends to help me in order to protect you? You guys are just greedy for money, and you are still unwilling to pay after all this time."
"People are becoming simpler at this time."
The crowd nearby exploded, and many people accused An Zheng. The woman who had pulled An Zheng's clothes stood up and pulled the Yuan Jing out with both hands: "I tell you, my family is trapped in the mountain. If they don't survive, it will be your fault. You are the one who caused it." A wicked person!"
"Let me tell you, whether you can ask for the blessing of a master depends on your luck. With what you have, great practitioners will look down upon you. Just wait, if there is news that a monster has been killed recently. , that is, we have invited friends to help. If there is no news of the monster being killed, then you can only blame your waste. If you can come up with more belongings, will the monster continue to wreak havoc? , it’s just your fault that you are poor and incompetent.”
"Huh? Why are you dead?"
The young cultivator looked dissatisfied: "It's not worth much in total, and it can't even be exchanged for a medium-grade crystal. Forget it, let's add up to a little."
The further we go, the more desolate it becomes. We don't know what kind of monster it is, but from the destruction we see along the way, we can understand how powerful that monster is. This place is still thousands of miles away from where the monster beast appeared, and the scene destroyed by the aftermath of the monster beast's power is already a bit horrific.
"hell."
Another person said from the side: "Of course the Immortal didn't save people in the fire and water for your money. The Immortal is from Qingzhou. To protect the people of Qingzhou is to protect the family. How could the Immortal accept your money? However, that monster is powerful. Although Shangxian has found its weakness, if he wants to kill the monster, he still needs to ask some friends for help. Of course, he has to give gifts. Even if I have savings, why should I ask my friends to help me in order to protect you? You guys are just greedy for money, and you are still unwilling to pay after all this time."
He suddenly threw the Yuan Jing in his hand. How could that middle-aged man catch what An Zheng threw? Let alone catch it, he didn't even react. The Yuan Jing hit his head directly, and with a bang his head shattered. Blood and brain matter mixed with broken bones flew out. The corpse shook a few times and then fell to the ground.
The old man cried and said: "People cannot be distinguished by rich and poor. How can I not even save my hometown?"
An Zheng waved, and the Yuan Jing flew back. He handed it to the young practitioner: "When I threw it just now, it seemed to be a little too strong, and I accidentally killed your immortal. Let's do this. I’ll give it to you, and you’ll keep it for the Immortal?”
The old man cried and said: "People cannot be distinguished by rich and poor. How can I not even save my hometown?"
"Let go!"
"Huh? Why are you dead?"
The young cultivator looked dissatisfied: "It's not worth much in total, and it can't even be exchanged for a medium-grade crystal. Forget it, let's add up to a little."
"Yes, why are you so greedy for money? Why don't you just give it to me if you ask me anything?"
"Yes, why are you so greedy for money? Why don't you just give it to me if you ask me anything?"
No matter how stupid the young practitioner was, he knew he would meet a real master. The few of them had cheated a lot of money among the refugees these days, but they never expected that they would meet a real master. In their opinion, the real strong men have all rushed to the side of the monsters, so how could they meet them among the refugees.
At this moment, they suddenly saw a group of people gathering on the roadside in the distance, and more people joined in. Not long after, all the people knelt down and kowtowed. An Zheng looked over there, and his face turned ugly after a moment.
An Zheng said: "Of course you are not here to steal anything, you are here to lie."
"Yes, why are you so greedy for money? Why don't you just give it to me if you ask me anything?"
"In the face of disaster, no one loses their dignity."
The young cultivator looked dissatisfied: "It's not worth much in total, and it can't even be exchanged for a medium-grade crystal. Forget it, let's add up to a little."
A woman kneeling next to her grabbed An Zheng's clothes and said, "Give it quickly. Why are you hesitating? How can we go home without going to heaven?"
"No, no, no...just keep it."
The young man grabbed the old man's clothes and drove him back: "If you want to kneel, no one will stop you. Kneel outside the crowd. If the immortal reads your sincere words, he may save your family first. "
The young practitioner was stunned for a moment: "Do you know An Zheng? What...where?"
"No, no, no...just keep it."
The young cultivator looked dissatisfied: "It's not worth much in total, and it can't even be exchanged for a medium-grade crystal. Forget it, let's add up to a little."
The young cultivator came up and kicked him away: "What are you doing here if you don't have money? Guanguangguan, you don't have the right to kneel here with just the little money you have."
Another person said from the side: "Of course the Immortal didn't save people in the fire and water for your money. The Immortal is from Qingzhou. To protect the people of Qingzhou is to protect the family. How could the Immortal accept your money? However, that monster is powerful. Although Shangxian has found its weakness, if he wants to kill the monster, he still needs to ask some friends for help. Of course, he has to give gifts. Even if I have savings, why should I ask my friends to help me in order to protect you? You guys are just greedy for money, and you are still unwilling to pay after all this time."
He backed away repeatedly: "We are here to save people, not for money. We as practitioners should take protection as our own responsibility. I tell you, this is the original teaching of my sect master. You don't know who I am, do you? Let me tell you, I am from the Tianqi Sect in Jizhou. My sect leader is Mr. An Zhengan, who is famous all over the world. I will go back to Jizhou now and invite sect leader An to come to your Qingzhou. Not to mention the monsters in Qingzhou will be wiped out. Not to mention Immortal Palace.”
The young practitioner was stunned for a moment: "Do you know An Zheng? What...where?"
On the roadside in the distance, a few people stood there like followers, but they were also practitioners. A middle-aged man in brocade clothes was sitting cross-legged on a stone by the roadside. He looked quite dignified. A young man standing next to him looked at the crowd kneeling in front of him with disdain and contempt on his face, as if he disdained what they had offered.
A woman kneeling next to her grabbed An Zheng's clothes and said, "Give it quickly. Why are you hesitating? How can we go home without going to heaven?"
An Zheng said: "Of course you are not here to steal anything, you are here to lie."
Another person was also there and said: "What are you asking for? Just give it to me immediately. I tell you, it's your fault if you can't save your hometown."
An Zheng groaned and handed the piece of Yuan Jing forward: "It's quite a long way to Jizhou, so just think of it as travel expenses."
"Isn't it just a piece of broken stone? Isn't it more important than all of our lives?"
Standing on the hillside and looking at the crowds of people on the official road, everyone felt a little depressed.
At this moment, they suddenly saw a group of people gathering on the roadside in the distance, and more people joined in. Not long after, all the people knelt down and kowtowed. An Zheng looked over there, and his face turned ugly after a moment.
Gu Qianye looked at the people with their heads lowered and expressions of loneliness and fear, and said to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.
The young cultivator actually really thought about it. He thought that he might have frightened An Zheng by saying that he was from the Tianqi Sect just now. He reached for the Yuan Jing, but held back halfway: "Forget it, you Just keep it... Just wait here for my news. I will be able to go to Jizhou soon. Then I will invite the experts from our Tianqi Sect, and you will believe what I say. "
"Yes, why are you so greedy for money? Why don't you just give it to me if you ask me anything?"
The further we go, the more desolate it becomes. We don't know what kind of monster it is, but from the destruction we see along the way, we can understand how powerful that monster is. This place is still thousands of miles away from where the monster beast appeared, and the scene destroyed by the aftermath of the monster beast's power is already a bit horrific.
The young cultivator actually really thought about it. He thought that he might have frightened An Zheng by saying that he was from the Tianqi Sect just now. He reached for the Yuan Jing, but held back halfway: "Forget it, you Just keep it... Just wait here for my news. I will be able to go to Jizhou soon. Then I will invite the experts from our Tianqi Sect, and you will believe what I say. "
The young cultivator looked dissatisfied: "It's not worth much in total, and it can't even be exchanged for a medium-grade crystal. Forget it, let's add up to a little."
An Zheng weighed the Yuan Jing in his hand: "Since you can kill Zhai Songcheng, then of course you can kill the monster. I will give you the Yuan Jing now, and you can kill the monster."
"People are becoming simpler at this time."
"In the face of disaster, no one loses their dignity."
The old man was thrown out of the crowd, but he refused to leave. He knelt down outside the crowd and kowtowed.
An Zheng shook his head: "I just didn't expect that at this time you are all stupid... If he is really a master, can't he even take things away from me?"
An Zheng said: "Of course you are not here to steal anything, you are here to lie."
An Zheng said: "It's quite far to Jizhou. I know there is a place very close where you can meet An Zheng."
He backed away repeatedly: "We are here to save people, not for money. We as practitioners should take protection as our own responsibility. I tell you, this is the original teaching of my sect master. You don't know who I am, do you? Let me tell you, I am from the Tianqi Sect in Jizhou. My sect leader is Mr. An Zhengan, who is famous all over the world. I will go back to Jizhou now and invite sect leader An to come to your Qingzhou. Not to mention the monsters in Qingzhou will be wiped out. Not to mention Immortal Palace.”
He pulled it out several times, but the Yuan Jing didn't move at all in An Zheng's hand. His face changed color and he said angrily: "If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude."
There is only one thought left in everyone's mind, and that is to live.
He kowtowed after saying a word, and soon there was blood on his forehead. However, no one would care about him.
No matter how stupid the young practitioner was, he knew he would meet a real master. The few of them had cheated a lot of money among the refugees these days, but they never expected that they would meet a real master. In their opinion, the real strong men have all rushed to the side of the monsters, so how could they meet them among the refugees.
An Zheng said: "It's quite far to Jizhou. I know there is a place very close where you can meet An Zheng."
The young practitioner was stunned for a moment: "Do you know An Zheng? What...where?"
"I beg the Immortal to save my blind date. I lost my son in old age, and my son and daughter-in-law died unexpectedly. I relied on the relief help from the villagers to survive for the rest of my life. I still have many blind dates who are trapped in the mountains and can't get out. I just ask the Immortal to help me." mercy."
An Zheng said: "Of course you are not here to steal anything, you are here to lie."
The young man grabbed the old man's clothes and drove him back: "If you want to kneel, no one will stop you. Kneel outside the crowd. If the immortal reads your sincere words, he may save your family first. "
The Yuan Jing in An Zheng's hand flew out, punching a bloody hole in the young practitioner's heart with a bang.
He pulled it out several times, but the Yuan Jing didn't move at all in An Zheng's hand. His face changed color and he said angrily: "If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude."
Gu Qianye looked at the people with their heads lowered and expressions of loneliness and fear, and said to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.
Gu Qianye looked at the people with their heads lowered and expressions of loneliness and fear, and said to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.
At this time, the Immortal slowly opened his eyes and said pretentiously: "Do you know why there was such a disaster in Qingzhou? It was precisely because Jian Zong was unkind in the past few years and angered the gods in heaven. Although I realized this and single-handedly killed Master Jian Zong in order to save the people of Qingzhou, I still could not extinguish the anger of the gods in heaven. Moreover, I was injured. After all, Master Jian Zong was not an ordinary person. I killed him, and he hurt me. Therefore, I am no longer able to kill the monster with one blow. If you are not sincere, don't stay here. I am here to wait for the sincere people."
The Yuan Jing in An Zheng's hand flew out, punching a bloody hole in the young practitioner's heart with a bang.
"hell."
"In the face of disaster, no one loses their dignity."
At this time, the Immortal slowly opened his eyes and said pretentiously: "Do you know why there was such a disaster in Qingzhou? It was precisely because Jian Zong was unkind in the past few years and angered the gods in heaven. Although I realized this and single-handedly killed Master Jian Zong in order to save the people of Qingzhou, I still could not extinguish the anger of the gods in heaven. Moreover, I was injured. After all, Master Jian Zong was not an ordinary person. I killed him, and he hurt me. Therefore, I am no longer able to kill the monster with one blow. If you are not sincere, don't stay here. I am here to wait for the sincere people."
"hell."
He pulled it out several times, but the Yuan Jing didn't move at all in An Zheng's hand. His face changed color and he said angrily: "If you don't let go, don't blame me for being rude."
The further we go, the more desolate it becomes. We don't know what kind of monster it is, but from the destruction we see along the way, we can understand how powerful that monster is. This place is still thousands of miles away from where the monster beast appeared, and the scene destroyed by the aftermath of the monster beast's power is already a bit horrific.
The young cultivator actually really thought about it. He thought that he might have frightened An Zheng by saying that he was from the Tianqi Sect just now. He reached for the Yuan Jing, but held back halfway: "Forget it, you Just keep it... Just wait here for my news. I will be able to go to Jizhou soon. Then I will invite the experts from our Tianqi Sect, and you will believe what I say. "
The young practitioner's eyes were full of fear, his heart was broken, and after a few seconds he fell backwards.
"Let me tell you, whether you can ask for the blessing of a master depends on your luck. With what you have, great practitioners will look down upon you. Just wait, if there is news that a monster has been killed recently. , that is, we have invited friends to help. If there is no news of the monster being killed, then you can only blame your waste. If you can come up with more belongings, will the monster continue to wreak havoc? , it’s just your fault that you are poor and incompetent.”
"Yes, why are you so greedy for money? Why don't you just give it to me if you ask me anything?"
"I beg the Immortal to save my blind date. I lost my son in old age, and my son and daughter-in-law died unexpectedly. I relied on the relief help from the villagers to survive for the rest of my life. I still have many blind dates who are trapped in the mountains and can't get out. I just ask the Immortal to help me." mercy."
An old man tremblingly handed over the few pieces of silver he had in his hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Please ask the gods to eradicate the monsters and bless my home. I am willing to lose everything in exchange for peace in my hometown."
An Zheng said calmly: "I will go occasionally. Sending you to hell is much closer than sending you to Jizhou. I defrauded people of their money during the disaster. In addition, I will send you to hell. I, Rou'er, went there. I will kill you again when the time comes, and your soul will be shattered and you will never be reincarnated.”
He suddenly threw the Yuan Jing in his hand. How could that middle-aged man catch what An Zheng threw? Let alone catch it, he didn't even react. The Yuan Jing hit his head directly, and with a bang his head shattered. Blood and brain matter mixed with broken bones flew out. The corpse shook a few times and then fell to the ground.
The middle-aged practitioner obviously saw that something was wrong, but he couldn't get off: "Yes... no, so what about you? Are you from the Jian Sect?"
An Zheng weighed the Yuan Jing in his hand: "Since you can kill Zhai Songcheng, then of course you can kill the monster. I will give you the Yuan Jing now, and you can kill the monster."
An Zheng said: "It's quite far to Jizhou. I know there is a place very close where you can meet An Zheng."
No matter how stupid the young practitioner was, he knew he would meet a real master. The few of them had cheated a lot of money among the refugees these days, but they never expected that they would meet a real master. In their opinion, the real strong men have all rushed to the side of the monsters, so how could they meet them among the refugees.
Standing on the hillside and looking at the crowds of people on the official road, everyone felt a little depressed.
The further we go, the more desolate it becomes. We don't know what kind of monster it is, but from the destruction we see along the way, we can understand how powerful that monster is. This place is still thousands of miles away from where the monster beast appeared, and the scene destroyed by the aftermath of the monster beast's power is already a bit horrific.
At this moment, they suddenly saw a group of people gathering on the roadside in the distance, and more people joined in. Not long after, all the people knelt down and kowtowed. An Zheng looked over there, and his face turned ugly after a moment.
The young practitioner's eyes were full of fear, his heart was broken, and after a few seconds he fell backwards.
An Zheng waved, and the Yuan Jing flew back. He handed it to the young practitioner: "When I threw it just now, it seemed to be a little too strong, and I accidentally killed your immortal. Let's do this. I’ll give it to you, and you’ll keep it for the Immortal?”
"No, no, no...just keep it."
He took out a bag and asked those people to throw their belongings into the bag as he walked.
"Huh? Why are you dead?"
Standing on the hillside and looking at the crowds of people on the official road, everyone felt a little depressed.
The young cultivator looked dissatisfied: "It's not worth much in total, and it can't even be exchanged for a medium-grade crystal. Forget it, let's add up to a little."