Chapter 205 How many big monsters are needed to make up for it!"Xiahou, you're the bastard again. Last time you smashed my front door, and this time you smashed my door frame. Did I kill your father or rape your mother? Do you hate me so much?" Yan Chixia was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, feeling heartbroken when he saw the broken door frame. Even the door and frame are destroyed, how can people live here in the future? "Brother Yan, after not seeing you for several years, your temper is still so bad. But it's okay this way. If you treat me with courtesy, I will be too embarrassed to attack you." Xiahou pulled out the silver sword behind him. There were red runes engraved on the sword, which turned out to be a magic weapon. It seemed that he had found an opportunity in the past three or four years. "I bother!" Spitting out, Yan Chixia said sarcastically, "You have been chasing me for more than ten years just to be the best swordsman in the world. You always draw your sword when we meet. Why are you pretending to be a gentleman?" Hearing this, Mo Chou couldn't help but turn her head to look at the man beside her, and asked in confusion: "Husband, didn't you say that Xiahou was convinced by you and no longer wanted to fight for the title of the world's number one swordsman? Why is he still...?" "This~~" Cheng Long looked embarrassed. At the beginning, he did defeat Xiahou Jianke and even revealed his identity. Logically speaking, Xiahou Jianke, who knew about his relationship with his old rival Yan Chixia, should not have come to cause trouble.
But who can blame Xiahou for being so lucky that he inherited the Taoist teachings? The silver sword in Xiahou's hand, although not a great magic weapon and of low grade, is not a cheap item either. Most Taoist priests and monks don't have a mid-grade magic weapon. The magic sword that Cheng Long refined by himself is also a mid-grade magic weapon, and the Five-Power God can create a crack with just one claw. However, after being strengthened, his Bloodthirsty Pearl has advanced to a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure with incredible power. It took him three full years to be able to control it. The Soul-Nourishing Jade and the Soul-Gathering Banner are both top-grade magic weapons. It is difficult for Cheng Long to upgrade these two treasures with his current ability. He can only pin his hopes on the system. When another enhancement card comes, he will have one more spiritual treasure. "Madam Cheng, Master Cheng is right. Xiahou no longer cares about the empty title of the world's number one swordsman. I came here only to fight with Yan Chixia, because defeating him is my obsession." Xiahou Swordsman took the initiative to rescue Cheng Long. The last time he broke into the room, Cheng Long beat him effortlessly and almost became autistic. At that time, he thought about pestering the other party to become his disciple and learn Taoism, but he didn't know that the other party was not a Taoist priest at all, but a demon cultivator who did not know good from evil. He dared to offend Yan Chixia because he knew the other party's temper. No matter how much trouble he caused, nothing would happen. But it would be a bit difficult for him to offend the evil cultivator who appeared to be smiling and pretending to be a righteous person. People will die. Two years ago, he finally found a magic sword and a secret sword technique in an ancient cave deep in the mountains. Luckily, he stepped into the threshold of cultivation. He didn't want to die halfway. "Oh, then you shouldn't have been violent the first time you came!" Mochou really disliked Xiahou, who was rude, stubborn and arrogant, but fortunately she listened to others' advice and gave up the fight for the title of the best swordsman in the world. "Mrs. Cheng taught me this, Xiahou will definitely remember it next time." "..." Mo Chou said nothing more. Xiahou's attitude towards her was surprisingly good.
She was very smart and knew at a glance that the other party was scared by the beating of her husband, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise slightly. "Master Yan, it seems that I chose the wrong time today. I will visit you again tomorrow." "Please." After watching Cheng Long and Mo Chou leave, Yan Chixia looked at Xiahou Swordsman, who was holding a magic sword and looking eager to try, and asked curiously, "You seem to be afraid of Master Cheng?" "Which pot should not be opened?" Xiahou Fu waved his hand, and the silver sword made a clanging sound. Seven or eight strands of sword energy scattered out, smashing the nearby flower beds and water tanks into pieces. "I think you are here to cause trouble and make my life difficult, right? Just wait..." Yan Chixia took out two bottles of white wine from his arms and carefully put them in a hidden corner. But just as he was about to stand up and take the sword, several sword energies shot out. Yan Chixia subconsciously wanted to dodge, but halfway through he turned back. laugh! laugh! Two sword energies penetrated into the flesh one after another. "Brother Yan, why don't you hide?" Xiahou Swordsman frowned. "Hmph~~ Stop pretending!" Yan Chixia tapped his body several times to stop the blood from flowing out, and shouted, "Sword!" The Xuanyuan swords hidden in the sword box in the house were unsheathed one after another and flew out of the house one after another. Even the magic sword in Xiahou Swordsman's hand seemed to be out of control and was about to fly out of his hand. At this moment, he finally understood the gap between himself and Yan Chixia. He gritted his teeth, tactfully put the sword back into the scabbard, and strode out the door. "Yan Chixia, I will come back." "..." Yan Chixia caught the flying Xuanyuan Sword, looked at the Xiahou Swordsman who turned away, and twitched his mouth suddenly. What the hell is this! When he didn't have a sword in his hand, he launched all kinds of sneak attacks, even stealing his liquor. Well, I was injured and wanted to fight for it, but when they saw that the situation was not good, they turned around and left. So my injury was in vain? …… The next morning. Cheng Long came to Wumenju alone and saw Yan Chixia with a white cloth wrapped around his chest, his left hand hanging in front of his chest, and his right hand holding a wine bottle. He looked lost and confused, so he asked in confusion, "Master Yan, did you lose the battle?" "Don't mention him to me. I get angry when you mention him. Next time I see him, I'll either beat the shit out of him or write his name upside down." Yan Chixia said angrily, "That bastard, seeing these two bottles of my precious wine, actually attacked me without martial ethics..." Upon hearing this, Cheng Long's eyes widened instantly, and he said in disbelief: "In other words, you got all these injuries because of protecting these two bottles of wine?" "Of course not. My injury will heal quickly. If the wine is gone, I won't have anything to drink." Yan Chixia acted as if it was a matter of course. "..." Cheng Long twitched the corner of his mouth.
As he didn't like drinking, it was really hard for him to understand Yan Chixia's willingness to risk his life to protect the wine. After a short silence, he changed the subject and said, "Master Yan, I heard that many temples and Taoist temples are now deserted. What's going on?" "The current emperor is obsessed with alchemy and women. He forces practitioners to make elixirs for him. If they fail, he will be beheaded and his entire clan will be implicated. This has caused panic in the practitioners. Some of the Taoist temples and monasteries that have been deserted have fled into the mountains and secluded themselves from the world, while others have been killed." This is the case even in the spiritual world, needless to say among the common people. This also indirectly explains why in the second part of A Chinese Ghost Story, when the thousand-year-old centipede demon Cihang Pudu sneaked into the imperial court, wantonly murdered the court officials, and made the people live in misery, but no one intervened. In pursuit of immortality, the emperor wantonly destroyed temples and monasteries, offending the entire spiritual community. It was normal that no one paid any attention to him. Although the Taoist and Buddhist temples that were persecuted were all small sects with no background, they were also branches of Buddhism and Taoism. What's more, all the major sects have already received oral instructions from their ancestors to close the mountains and avoid the world to protect their heritage! If Zhiqiu Yiye of Kunlun Sect had not been sent out to gain experience at this time and had not been a righteous man, he would probably not have intervened. Even Yan Chixia, who had no sect or school, stayed in Lanruo Temple all year round and never went out of the world. This shows how corrupt the royal family was. However, Cheng Long still couldn't figure it out, and asked in confusion: "Then why don't people with real skills refine some ammunition that can prolong life and make people fierce and powerful, and then appease the emperor?" "The strategies you can think of, others can think of too. The current emperor believes in treacherous ministers and wants to live forever. No one is willing to help him prolong his life. They all hope that he will die sooner!" "That's true..." evening. Cheng Long returned to the Mo Mansion with a heavy heart. Seeing this, Mo Chou stepped forward and asked, "Brother Long, what's wrong?" "Let's talk inside." Cheng Long held Mochou's waist, led her into the bridal chamber, and said slowly: "The current emperor is incompetent and wants to live forever, which has led to corrupt officials running rampant in the court, corrupt officials deceiving their superiors and subordinates, and the people are plagued by wars and disasters, with corpses everywhere..." "Brother Long, do you want to overthrow the imperial court and establish a new dynasty?" Mo Chou's heart instantly rose to her throat. This was no small matter. If she was not careful, her entire clan would be implicated. The Mo family is just a local tyrant in Yunlang Town and has some influence in Qiong County. There are countless families richer and more powerful than hers, and there are several in Qiong County alone. "Just some ideas, but they're gone now." Cheng Long rubbed Mochou's cheek affectionately. After chatting with Yan Chixia, he did have the idea that kings, princes, generals and ministers were all born with a different species. However, considering that there were immortals, ghosts and gods in the world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, and he was not yet strong enough to be fearless, he was too lazy to get involved. Although he could definitely change the dynasty, after all, there were more than 8,000 tons of gold in the storage barn, so recruiting soldiers and storing grain would be no problem at all. But he was not sure whether the gods in heaven and the ghosts in the underworld would not interfere after he did this. If the gods and immortals interfere, he can take everyone away. But what about the Mo family? If Mochou's family suffered a disaster because of this, even if Mochou didn't say it, she would feel uncomfortable. "Brother Long, it's okay for you to tell me these things, but don't tell anyone else, or you'll get yourself killed." "Don't worry, it won't happen." Cheng Long took the beauty into his arms, comforted her and said, "Zhu'er, the world is getting more and more chaotic, and evildoers are everywhere. I want to leave tomorrow to continue promoting sweet potatoes and help the people as much as possible."
"Well, it's up to you. I'll go wherever you go." Mo Chou rested her head on the man's shoulder and replied in a tender voice. As long as the man doesn't have the crazy idea of overthrowing the court, she won't object to anything else. Wouldn’t it be hard to promote sweet potatoes in a place where people are unfamiliar with the place? How can it be hard when you have an RV! She wished she could live in the RV every day and enjoy all the luxuries inside. "Tell my mother-in-law later that we'll set out early tomorrow morning." In the past three years, Cheng Long has promoted sweet potatoes in many places, but there are still many areas that have not been taken care of. Although the three sisters Susu, Huahua and Feifei ascended to heaven in broad daylight, many Taoists and monks came to take advantage of their merits and took the initiative to join the promotion sequence. But he couldn't just sit there doing nothing. The world was in such a mess, with so many monsters. Someone had to stand up... Well, his motives were not pure either. He had neglected his cultivation for three years, so he had to kill a few more big monsters to make up for it. (End of this chapter)