Liu Xun ran across the wasteland at a speed as fast as lightning, passing over one mound after another, but his mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts.
Who is the Emperor of Heaven? He is a legendary figure, and it is impossible to trace him back to that era. We can only know a little from ancient books and rumors.
Could it be that the Qilin Thorn was from the same era as the Emperor of Heaven? The era of gods and demons? Liu Xun couldn't think of a better explanation. He suddenly remembered the carvings on the wall of the cave hall. Who was that person? What was his relationship with the Heavenly Palace
Why was he in that cave after he woke up? Was it related to the Qilin Thorn? And who was buried in that bloody coffin
What is beneath the Wandao Mountains, the place where the Emperor of Heaven once retreated? Why did the Emperor of Heaven seal it himself
Too many, too many, Liu Xun was puzzled, but Qilin Thorn had fallen into a deep sleep and he had no way to ask!
"Become stronger, only I am strong enough, everything else is just decoration..." Liu Xun's eyes became more and more determined, and his figure turned into a stream of light and flashed by. If someone saw it, they would be shocked, because his speed was already comparable to that of a cultivator who had achieved innate perfection.
From early morning till noon, he ran without stopping for a moment, and finally a village appeared in front of him.
This is a very ordinary mountain village, but it has a sense of returning to nature. However, at this moment Liu Xun frowned as he looked ahead because he smelled blood in the air.
Approaching cautiously, when arriving at the entrance of the village, Liu Xun's face changed slightly.
Some houses in front had been set on fire, apparently just now. Dozens of headless corpses were lying around them.
Liu Xun frowned and walked forward to check. The corpses were all male. There were no other wounds on their bodies. All of them had their heads chopped off by sharp weapons.
Just as he was observing the corpse, he suddenly heard crying and screaming in front of him. Liu Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, tried his best to hide his breath, and lurked forward.
He was hiding in the corner of a house. At first glance, even Liu Xun, who had experienced countless killings, felt a tremor in his heart and anger surged in his heart.
There were more than a dozen big men on horseback, each holding a variety of weapons in their hands, with corpses lying beneath them, both male and female. The only difference was that the women were all naked.
"Master, please spare our village. Due to the drought this year, the village cannot afford to pay so much money..."
An old man knelt in front of the big man on horseback, speaking with his whole body trembling, but Liu Xun saw hatred in his eyes, but the old man endured it.
Liu Xun knew that the old man was not afraid of death, but for the sake of the village, the old man had to do this. This is the way of the world. There are countless things happening, and all living beings are chess pieces...
"Humph, you can't come up with it? Then we'll massacre the whole village, take the women away, and kill all the men!"
A burly man on horseback jumped off his horse, kicked the old man away, and pulled a pretty woman into his arms, touching her all over.
The woman's eyes revealed fear and resentment, but she remained silent. It was not because she was afraid of death, but because she was afraid of angering these people and causing the entire village to be massacred.
What no one expected was that a young man suddenly stood up. He was only eight or nine years old, but there was determination and indomitable spirit in his eyes as he looked towards the big man.
When the young man suddenly stood up, not only the bandits and villagers were stunned, but even Liu Xun was shocked.
However, at this moment, a young girl ran out of the hut and shouted, "Qing'er, come back!"
The girl is only fourteen or fifteen years old, but she already has a pure and ethereal temperament. Although her face is still childish, it can still be seen that in a few years, she will definitely be a stunning beauty.
Her eyes sparkled with a gem-like light. Although she was dressed in cloth, it could not conceal her agility. The panic in her eyes undoubtedly added a touch of temptation to the girl.
Liu Xun secretly admired in his heart. He didn't expect that such a pure and spiritual person could be raised in a mountain village.
Suddenly he frowned, thinking to himself that something was not right. He knew very well how tempting the girl was at this moment!
Men just like this kind of lustful girls. This is the animal nature that exists in every man's heart, not to mention these inhumane bandits.
When a dozen or so horse-riding bandits saw the girl, a gleam of light flashed in their eyes. The big man who was holding the young woman kicked her away and ran towards the girl.
When the girl saw this, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and she wanted to run away, but her weak physique could not be faster than the bandit. The girl was instantly hugged by the bandit.
Upon seeing this, the remaining bandits jumped off their horses and surrounded the girl. With a hiss, the girl's linen clothes were torn apart, and half of her breasts were exposed in the air.
This undoubtedly added fuel to the bandits' lust. One of the bandits took off his lower clothes, picked up the girl and wanted to go into the house. At this moment, the young man named Qing'er suddenly came behind the bandit and bit his arm.
The bandit frowned, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, and he kicked the boy away. The boy was kicked five or six meters away, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but he still looked at the bandit with an unyielding look in his eyes.
At this time, the old man kneeling on the ground gritted his teeth and said nothing. It was not that he didn't want to save the girl and the boy, but he had to do so for the sake of the whole village.
"Grandpa, don't worry about me..." The girl's eyes were full of panic, but she still spoke to the old man in a trembling voice.
When the old man heard this, tears welled up in his eyes. He had already clenched his fists, his nails had already dug deep into his flesh, blood dripped onto the ground. The old man gritted his teeth and lowered his head...
The bandits laughed in unison, and the bandit holding the girl tore her linen clothes to pieces, his eyes full of anger. Tears flowed from the girl's eyes, as if she had accepted her fate.
However, at this moment, a sigh was heard all around, and Liu Xun moved. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business. Such things must be happening all the time in this world.
But when he wanted to turn around and leave, his conscience actually condemned him. Liu Xun narrowed his eyes slightly. One must be ruthless, have a firm will, and his heart of Tao cannot change!
That sentence echoed in Liu Xun's heart again, and he sighed. This matter had already taken shape in his mind. If he left like this, it would be an obstacle to his future path. This was a knot in his heart that he had to face!
Once he thought of it, he would act. Since he had made the decision, Liu Xun would execute it immediately. His speed was very fast, comparable to the full speed of a Xiantian Great Perfection. The highest cultivation level of the dozen or so bandits was only around the Xiantian level, so Liu Xun was confident that he could give it a try.
His figure instantly appeared in front of the bandit who was about to enter the house to have fun, holding the dagger of the black-robed monk in his hand. A flash of blood passed by, and the bandit's head floated up, with a column of blood spurting out from his neck. (To be continued)