In the boundless sky, a blood-red light flashed and disappeared. The speed of Qilin Thorn was very fast, even faster than Liu Xun Yuhong's speed.
At dusk, Liu Xun was brought to a dilapidated temple. The environment of the temple was very good, with a clear river in front and a forest behind.
The temple is in a dilapidated state, with almost no intact place to be found. The few stone sculptures have turned into mud over time, and it is no longer possible to tell what the sculptures were.
After drinking a few sips of water and eating a few pieces of dry food, Liu Xun's weak body was relieved and he was able to walk on his own. It was not an exaggeration to say that the number of tens of thousands of people almost drained all his energy.
After a simple tidying up, it was already late at night. The half moon was in the sky and the stars were very bright tonight. He leaned against the temple wall and looked at the starry sky.
The starry sky remained the same, with a golden half-moon and a blue planet almost side by side, but at this moment Liu Xun knew that the planet was not the Earth, but it should be similar to the Earth, right? He couldn't help thinking.
Suddenly he felt endless fatigue. He was really too tired. Not only was he physically exhausted today, but the experience just now also made Liu Xun a little tired mentally. Leaning against the corner of the ruined temple, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The next day, at noon, in the town where Liu Xun fought against the monks, the bloody fog had completely dissipated, and the streets were littered with blood-stained weapons. The only strange thing was that there was not a single corpse here, but the strong smell of blood indicated that a great battle had just taken place here.
"Are you sure this is the place?" A middle-aged man asked, looking at the strange scene on the street. The middle-aged man was handsome and extraordinary, with a word on his robe: Dao! If Liu Xun was here, he would definitely know that this man was from the Dao Sect.
"That's right, I beg you to exorcise the demon. Today we encountered this demon and saw that it had not yet become powerful, so we wanted to resolve this disaster as soon as possible. We didn't expect that this demon was despicable and insidious, and actually hid his cultivation. Hundreds of cultivators were killed by this big demon in order to protect us!"
The old man holding the knife was speaking with tears in his eyes. Upon hearing what he said, the old man holding the bow immediately nodded in agreement.
The middle-aged man frowned slightly when he heard this. Although he didn't believe it in his heart, he hesitated again when he saw the strange scene in front of him. After a moment, the middle-aged man said: "Everyone can kill the evil cultivator. Even if the two Taoist friends don't say it, our Taoist sect will do it."
"On behalf of the town, I would like to thank you, fellow Daoist. You don't know, when the demon comes, it burns, kills, rapes and plunders, and does all kinds of evil. Your decision is undoubtedly a great thing for the people of the world, and your name will be remembered through the ages..." The two old men flattered the middle-aged man again.
The middle-aged man smiled when he heard this, but there was a hint of contempt in his eyes. Although the two old men saw the contempt in the middle-aged man's eyes, they did not dare to say anything. After all, Dao Zong's strength was there.
"Okay, you two come with me to see the headmaster, and I'll send a few people to notify other sects." After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he turned into a long rainbow and left. The two old men looked at each other, said a few words to the people around them, and then went in the direction the middle-aged man left.
The sky was already getting light, and many sects in the southern region of Zhongzhou began to take action. Dense groups of cultivators poured out of the mountain gates. The Taoist Sect, the Legalist Sect, the Confucian Sect, the Yin-Yang Sect, the Mohist Sect, and the Haoqi Sect all sent disciples to hunt for the demon!
Some independent cultivators without any sect were shocked, and a group of them gathered together to discuss the matter.
"What's the purpose this time? Such a big show!"
"Who knows? Who cares what he does? What does it have to do with us? Since it's such a big show, the person must be no ordinary person. Let's just watch the show calmly!"
"I heard that a demon appeared recently. This demon burned, killed, raped and plundered, committing all kinds of evil. In a battle yesterday, he killed thousands of monks!"
"Where? I heard that a town was completely destroyed in a battle yesterday, with tens of thousands of deaths, but the magic was so strange that it could make the bodies disappear."
"Don't talk nonsense, okay? What do you mean by disposing of the bodies? They were all eaten by the demon. The demon can eat three to four thousand people in one meal!"
"... "
If Liu Xun were here, he would definitely vomit blood after hearing these words. The words of the surrounding cultivators became more and more outrageous, and the number of people increased from hundreds to tens of thousands. The last cultivator directly said that Liu Xun could destroy a country with just a glance!
The power of public opinion is strong. Those so-called righteous people are filled with righteous indignation and embark on the journey of slaying demons together. After an incense stick of time, all the wandering cultivators here either join in slaying demons or go to watch the fun.
Compared to the authentic demon-slayers, the Demon Sect did not make any moves. For example, the Demon Sect's representative in the Southern Region, the Tiancan Sect, simply chose to ignore it.
The sun was high in the sky. At almost noon, Liu Xun, who was sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes. It was not because he woke up, but because he was awakened by the sound of footsteps.
After a night's rest, his physical strength had almost recovered. At this time, Liu Xun narrowed his eyes slightly. The dense footsteps were getting closer and closer, and at the same time, a conversation was heard.
"Where can we find him? We only have a crappy portrait, and it's not even close to what we want. He's wearing a mask. Even if we meet that big devil, we won't recognize him! It can't be that all people wearing masks are devils, right?"
"Hey, stop complaining. The six major sects have surrounded the entire mountain. Maybe the big demon has been captured by fellow disciples from a certain sect."
"Junior brother, what you said is right. Since we have been assigned to this search area, we should just follow orders calmly. No matter what kind of demon it is, we should arrest those who look like it first."
"What if there is resistance?"
"Resist? If they resist, just kill them. Have you forgotten what your senior brother told you? It's better to kill the wrong person than to let one go! Hey, there's a ruined temple over there. Let's go and take a look."
"Be careful, in case that big demon is inside..."
"Stop talking nonsense. It's not a coincidence. Come on, let's go. After we check this temple, we should have dinner."
Liu Xun lay on the roof of the temple, listening to the conversations outside, his eyes gradually becoming cold. It seemed that the news spread really fast. In just one night, he had become famous in the Southern Region.
The monks slowly approached the ruined temple. Liu Xun had already seen the number of them clearly. There were eight of them. Each of them had a piece of cloth on his arm with a word on it: Confucian!
Liu Xun sneered. Although he had no good feelings towards Emperor Ruzong, he would not kill his disciples casually. But since the other party came to kill him this time, there was no need for him to have any mercy.
When the first Confucian disciple entered the temple, Liu Xun did not make a move, because he wanted to wait until all eight of them entered before making a move, and try not to make any noise, because he knew from the other party's words that the other party must have a lot of people. (To be continued)