After Er Gouzi made a decision in his heart, he walked down the mountain with his heavy sword on his back. When he got close, he used the Qi-Watching Technique to see that the other party's cultivation level was probably the fifth or sixth level of Qi training, and should not be the seventh level. The Qi-Watching Technique can judge the strength of the enemy by the breath revealed. It is easy to distinguish those who are weaker than oneself. But it is more difficult to judge those who are stronger than oneself. You need to see more and accumulate more experience to make a good judgment. The middle-aged man walking in front saw Er Gouzi coming and was wary at first, but he was relieved when he saw that he was at the second level of Qi training. As for the one covered with black cloth, he followed the middle-aged man like a puppet the whole time. At the same time, facing two enemies stronger than himself, Er Gouzi was always thinking about how to deal with them. It is obviously not very smart to fight against someone stronger than himself. He remembered the military books and strategies he had read in the martial arts hall. What is the saying of using but showing that you are not using, doing but showing that you are not doing, you must take the enemy by surprise and take advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness.
He felt that what was said in the military book was still very reasonable, so he could give it a try. So he walked closer, smiled a little shyly, lowered his head, and bowed to the other party. "Hello, senior, are you the Iron Corpse Leader?" The middle-aged man did not distinguish between enemies and friends for the time being, and it seemed that this person was one of his own, so he nodded slightly. "Where is Li Daba?" "He was just at a critical moment in his cultivation, so he asked me to come to the front to wait for the arrival of the senior." The middle-aged man saw that Er Gouzi was humble and polite in his words and actions, and he felt good about him and nodded again. I don't know whose descendant he is, so young and outstanding, it's worth cultivating. "Okay, let's go." "Senior, please!" Er Gouzi stepped aside, half bowed, and asked the middle-aged man to go ahead. "Not bad! There are not many young people as polite as you now." The middle-aged man showed a very gratified expression, strode to the front, and just when the two passed each other. Er Gouzi suddenly jumped up, drew a sword from his back with one hand, and slashed at the middle-aged man with one sword. The two had been talking well before, Er Gouzi looked humble and respectful, and the middle-aged man didn't expect him to turn his face so quickly. Slow in speed, in a blink of an eye, he was cut into two pieces by a sword. The sword attack succeeded, without any hesitation, he turned back and slashed at the weirdo behind him. "Bang!" The sword slashed the weirdo's head, making a loud noise, and the weirdo fell straight backwards.
At the same time, the black cloth that had been covering his face fell to the ground, revealing a face covered with white fluff. As expected, he was not wrong. This strange man was a zombie. Er Gouzi had a strength of over a thousand pounds, and with a 150-pound heavy sword, he could split a stone with one sword. But the chop on the zombie's head left a shallow wound on the head. "Roar!" The zombie was hit on the head by the sword, and it was unknown whether he felt pain. He roared and jumped up from the ground, continuing to pounce on Er Gouzi. The zombie looked like he had stiff hands and feet and was very clumsy, but in fact, he was as fast as the wind. Er Gouzi failed to defend himself, and the zombie scratched five long bloody marks on his chest. The wound looked scary, but it didn't hurt much. The zombie didn't intend to give him time to breathe, and pounced on him again. "Bang, bang, bang..." The man and the corpse both had brute strength. At this moment, they fought like two wild bulls colliding wildly, without any fatigue. This was the first time that Er Gouzi encountered an opponent with the same strength as him. He felt quite satisfied and had a refreshing feeling when he used all his brute strength. However, after fighting for a while, he realized where he was at a disadvantage. The zombie was a dead thing. It didn't matter if he chopped the flesh on his body. It seemed to have no consciousness. But he was a real flesh and blood body. Every time he was grabbed, he left a wound. It was not known whether it was poisonous. If he continued to fight like this, he would definitely lose money. Thinking of this, he mobilized the true qi in his dantian, went through the Jueyin pericardium meridian, and came out of the Laogong acupoint. The true qi flowed into the heavy sword in an endless stream, and the silver lines on the sword gradually lit up, like the branches of a tree. Then along these branches, patches of light gradually bloomed, and finally became a lightsaber. After Er Gouzi's cultivation level was improved, he practiced repeatedly and now he can control this violent force. Moreover, the sword light now is different from before. There is a sword light of 5 meters long on the blade. Seeing the zombie rushing towards him again, Er Gouzi took the lead and stabbed with his sword. The sword stabbed into the zombie's chest, and the violent energy rushed into the zombie's body. "Boom!" With a loud bang, the zombie in front of him exploded on the spot, and the flesh and blood of the limbs were scattered all over the ground, splashing all over Er Gouzi's head and face. After the sword was stabbed out, a feeling of weakness came over him. He could not use the sword to support the ground, and could barely stand firm.
Although this move is powerful, it takes all the true energy in the dantian every time. After one move, he can't even beat ordinary warriors. Unless it is necessary, he really doesn't want to use this sword. Just when Er Gouzi was weak, a group of people came slowly over the mountain road, pushing a bullock cart. The bullock cart was full of fresh corpses, some of which were still warm. "Huh? What's going on?" "Where's Boss He?" These people had a lot of blood on their hands, and they no longer feared life and death. At this moment, seeing the bloody scene after the war, not only was he not frightened, but he also wanted to stop by and pick up the corpses to make a fortune. "Did you kill these two people?" A big man stood far away and asked tentatively. Ergouzi was weak all over, adjusting his breath and saying nothing. "The murderer's law." "Then you can report it to the official. This is a serious crime of decapitation." Seeing that Ergouzi didn't say anything, these people became more courageous. When they threatened him, they gradually got closer. As for the crime of murder and reporting to officials, they themselves don't believe it. Ergouzi was on the bullock cart a few days ago and saw them killing an old beggar in exchange for a liter of rice. "Hey, he looks familiar." "Come to think of it, isn't this the body we picked up on the roadside two days ago?" Several people looked at each other and already had an idea in their minds. "I thought you were dead a few days ago. It was all a misunderstanding. Please forgive me!" One person went forward to apologize to Er Gouzi to attract attention. The other person had already come around behind him, holding a big wooden stick. He suddenly raised it and hit Ergouzi hard on the back of the head. The back of the head is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. Even if a warrior is hit with such a stick, he will be killed. "Pfft!" Ergouzi twisted his waist sideways, and when he avoided the blow of the wooden stick, he struck out with his sword. The heavy sword with the width of the door panel penetrated through the chest and came out from the back. Drawing his sword, he jumped up, and with another strike of the sword, a big man in black was cut in half at the waist. Then he jumped a few more vertically and horizontally, one sword at a time, killing all of them.
He was still thinking about wanting to seek revenge on these people, but he didn't expect that they would be sent to his door. However, after killing so many people, he was already panting from exhaustion. He took out the gourd and poured a large amount of water into his mouth. After taking a breath, let's go check on the corpse of the iron corpse helmsman. This man was already dead, his eyes were still wide open, and he seemed to be refusing to rest in peace. Ergouzi casually kicked his head aside and groped around on his body. = || ; ({ mode: 'thumbs-feed-01', container: 'taboola-below-article-feed', placement: 'Below Article Feed', target_type: 'mix' }); I found more than thirty taels of silver, a small bottle carved with white jade, and a black bottle. They sealed the bottles with wax. 뀪And a sword that hasn't even had time to be unsheathed. Inside the white jade bottle were three red pills. I didn’t know what they were. As for the black bottle, he just opened it and peeled off a little bit of the wax seal, and he sensed a violent aura in it, which was somewhat similar to the zombie. Quickly seal it with wax. Ergouzi packed all these things and put them away. The clothes of this iron corpse helmsman are of good quality and are worth at least a few taels of silver. It happened that the first two pieces of my clothes were stolen. I would get back my money by stripping off one piece, but I would make a profit by stripping two pieces. He simply didn't stop doing anything and stripped off all the clothes and shoes of the iron corpse helmsman, as well as the clothes of the people who had just been killed. Although he is rich now, he has learned to live a diligent and frugal life since he was a child, and has no habit of waste. After packing up these things, he pulled all the corpses into the cave, piled them with the previous corpses, and burned them. After all this work, he was very tired. When he was leaving, he saw the ox cart on the ground and took him away too. As a result, half of the people in Houguandao saw a strange scene. Two big white geese pulled an ox cart and ran along the official road. There is also a young farmer lying on the ox cart. When I returned to Shexi Village, I happened to see Ahu and his wife carrying water in buckets and pouring it into their own land. "Hello, boss!" "Well, there are no crops in the fields now, and it's winter for horses. Why do we still water them?" Ergouzi asked curiously while sitting in the bullock cart. "Hehe... I don't know if it will rain next spring. My land is too far away from the water source, so there will definitely be no water." Ahu said the little calculation in his mind. "While no one is grabbing water now, pick up more water and soak the ground thoroughly. It would be better if you could reserve some water."
In fact, no one has this idea. Ergouzi saw many people carrying water in buckets when he came back. "Since you have to carry water, let me lend you my bullock cart." "That would be great!" "Thank you, boss." Ah Hu and his two sons thanked him again and again. Although I don’t have any cattle at home, using an ox cart to pull goods can make me pull more goods at a time, and it’s much easier. "The oxcart also has some old clothes, so I might as well give them to you." "I picked them all up. You guys wash them, take them apart and change the style before wearing them." Er Gouzi stripped off the clothes from the body and simply gave them to Ahu's family. It moved Ah Hu and his wife to tears. Ahu also has a little girl, who is eight years old and still doesn’t have a pair of decent pants. Ergouzi patted his buttocks, then rode the big goose and flew up Snake Mountain. This time, out of curiosity, I used my spiritual sense to take a look at the jade pendant, and I almost lost my life. However, the master did not lie to me. The jade pendant he left behind is indeed a good thing. It’s just that my cultivation is too weak now, my spiritual sense has been drained, and I can’t read the information inside. Since it was left to me by the master, it must be very important in the cultivation of immortals. Maybe it’s inconvenient to say it directly, so I used this more obscure method. In the next few days, Er Gouzi took the time to rub his hands with a stone of strength, and then went to the county town. In Huichun Hall, after the two counted the number, Er Gouzi told Sima Yi about his encounter with Scarface and Iron Corpse Leader this time. He skipped the embarrassing incident of him fainting and being stripped naked. After Er Gouzi finished speaking, he took out several items and asked Sima Yi to identify them. Anyway, this guy knows everything except martial arts. Two white jade bottles, one black bottle, and a copper plate with the word "black" engraved on it. Sima Yi poured out a red pill from the white jade bottle, looked at it for a long time, sniffed it, and twisted his eyebrows. "How is it? Is this a pill?" Er Gouzi saw that Sima Yi's expression was not right, and asked hurriedly. The cheapest pill costs tens of thousands of taels of silver. He got five pills this time, isn't it a fortune? Sima Yi took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and then said.
"It is indeed a pill, called Blood and Soul Pill." Er Gouzi was overjoyed when he heard this, he had 5 pills of this kind. Even if calculated according to the cheapest price, it is worth more than 100,000 taels of silver. From childhood to adulthood, he has never dreamed of so much money. "It is indeed a pill, but it is made from living people, so it is not worth that much money." "Use people? Make pills?" Er Gouzi has never seen it in books, but there are people who make pills with living people. "Yes, it is to use living people as materials for making pills. This is a method of some evil cults." "It seems that it takes dozens or hundreds of ordinary people to make such a pill." "In ancient times, there were many sects. At that time, there were many magic sects, which were very good at making ordinary people into pills and magic weapons." "In the eyes of these immortal cultivators, ordinary humans are just cultivation materials. Sometimes they kill tens of thousands or even hundreds of millions of people at a time." Sima Yi is much more knowledgeable than Er Gouzi when it comes to various allusions in the immortal cultivation world. "Is there no one to care about killing innocent people like this?" After Er Gouzi asked, he regretted it and felt stupid. "At that time, there were indeed sects that claimed to be righteous, but no one cared about such trivial matters. Everyone took care of their own business and didn't care about other people's affairs." "Later, the Emperor Shengzu of the Great Zhou Dynasty raised an army and slaughtered all the evil sects, but some of them slipped through the net and spread their evil cultivation methods to the people." "In the past hundred years, cults have become more and more rampant, but those guys who are in office but do nothing can make money." Sima Yi said this with anger, and his eyes were a little bloodshot. "Help me see what these two things are." Sima Yi picked up the black bottle, looked at it, sniffed it, and didn't dare to open it. "As you said, this black bottle may contain the corpse of Hanba, so I won't open it to see." "I will give this bottle to the county government for you and let them investigate." "Maybe we can find this zombie by following the clues." "No problem." Er Gouzi naturally agreed. It was useless for him to keep this thing. "By the way, I saw in a book that when Hanba appeared in the red land, our place was dry. Could it be caused by Hanba?" This is what Er Gouzi has been wondering about for a while. "It's unlikely." Sima Yi shook his head firmly and denied it.
"How large a range can you cover when you cast a spell now?" Er Gouzi thought for a moment: "At most a dozen people." "That's right. What kind of cultivation level is needed to be able to affect the great demon in the area?" "My family has a foundation-building ancestor. According to records, a foundation-building cultivator can also affect more than a hundred people when casting a spell. As for a master who is one level stronger than the foundation-building cultivator, the ancestor has also seen one, about a mile away." "Of course, maybe our cultivation level is too low and we can't understand the methods of those great demons. It's possible." "Okay, maybe I'm overthinking it. What is this bronze plate? Is it a cult identity token?" Er Gouzi pointed to the last bronze plate. He also got one from a Taoist Xuanzong cultivator. Sima Yi picked up the bronze plate and shook his head. "No!" "This is a pass to the black market."
