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Chapter 436 Hey, do you want to join Hongshan Hall?

Chapter 436 Hey, do you want to join Hongshan Hall?

  Yang Bi shrank and did not take the ginseng fruit. The bullock cart was not comfortable to sit in. It was always bumpy, and even with straw under him, the bumps made his bones ache. But it seemed that he only felt alive when he felt pain.

 The destruction of the upper world was a huge blow to him.

  He has been smart since he was a child. Although the divine fetus is not good, his intelligence is far superior to his peers. Even the clan members who received the purple jade divine fetus are far inferior to him in terms of cultivation and strength.

  He was selected at the age of twelve and sent to the upper world. Under the guidance of the thirteen ancestors, he began to be exposed to the huge plan of the thirteen aristocratic families to counterattack Despair Slope. The ancestors of the Thirteenth Family have always been troubled by their own evil changes.

It is difficult to take charge of the affairs, so they need a very smart person to act on their behalf and integrate the power of the thirteen families in the Yin and Yang realms.

  He took on this important responsibility as a young man and put almost all his energy into it. When he looked at the Thirteenth Family from the perspective of the ancestors of the Thirteenth Family, he realized what a difficult situation he was facing.

 After these years of development, the Thirteenth Aristocratic Family has become a cancer that is attached to the Xiniu New Continent and is in a state of decay. The underworld is even more corrupt. The thirteen aristocratic families are all doing their own thing. There are also various ghosts and gods in the family who occupy the mountain as kings and do whatever they want.

 Him He tried his best to unite the forces of the underworld, but found that he could only barely make this huge broken ship move and turn it into an indestructible battleship. He couldn't do it in a short time.

 His goal changed from eradicating the Slope of Despair to surviving the threat of the Slope of Despair. However, he discovered that this was also an extravagant hope when the Heavenly Dao Immortal Shan Ruotong from Despair Slope invaded the upper realm.

        

         

   He chanted on the bullock cart.

  The migrating villagers were very kind and did not dislike him as a waste, but still took good care of him. There was a beautiful girl on the bullock cart who would wipe his body every once in a while. This girl didn't mind being dirty and helped him clean the pus from his wounds.

 When the team stopped and started cooking, the girl would serve him a bowl of rice. Yang Bi's injuries were too serious and he couldn't get up, so she fed him.

  "Xiaofang, this person will not survive!"

The elders in the village told her, "Leave him here, we can't save him, it's time to let him go."

 "He's still alive now!" "

 The elder couldn't stand her, and shook his head and said: "It's a waste of food. I can't even eat enough, but I'm trying to save a dead person."

 Xiaofang remained silent and continued to feed Yang Bi. As he continued to feed, the girl burst into tears.

   "You can only be saved if you want to live."

   She cried and said, "If you don't want to live, who can save you?"

  Yang Bi was silent.

 The team continued to move forward. Their original village was invaded by ghosts and gods, and their godmother died in the battle, so they needed to find a new habitat.

  Nowadays, the war is in chaos, and the county town is not safe. I heard that the crops in the fields cannot grow food, so the powerful people in the county loot and kill people. The county town has long been empty and occupied by a group of murderous bandits.

  They can only go to remote places.

Yang Bi survived tenaciously, but his wounds began to close. Xiaofang was very happy. She helped him sit up, leaned against the bullock cart, and combed his hair.

  "You're dressed up, and you're still a pretty good-looking person." She smiled.

 At this time, the team was attacked by ghosts and an old man was dragged away. There was only one scholar in their team. Although he practiced hard and reached the golden elixir realm, he was unable to do anything to face such ghosts and monsters.

 The people in the team were panicked, and low sobbing could be heard from everywhere.

Yang Bi's dead heart moved, trying to mobilize his magic power to kill the ghost, but he was too seriously injured and did not have such power at all.

  He hesitated for a moment, then took the ginseng fruit given to him by Chen Shi. A sweet and cool air flowed down his throat and into his abdomen, nourishing his internal organs.

  These villagers help him, and he will reward them. Even if his heart is broken, he will not wait until this ghost kills all the villagers before taking action.

  He is a cautious person, as long as he can bring up a little magic power, he can get rid of this ghost.

 The ghost came again, it was one, hidden in the mist. The mist came toward them, and soon swallowed up everyone in the team. People held hands, not daring to speak or move. The strong men stood outside, protecting the women, children, old and young in the middle.

The scholar offered the golden elixir and illuminated the surrounding area, but it could only illuminate the distance of more than ten feet.

  He moved the golden elixir and took a photo around it.

 Suddenly, the golden elixir stopped, and the light illuminated the huge, ferocious face covered with fangs.

  People screamed, became more excited, and rushed towards them with their mouths wide open. At this time, a faint piano sound sounded, and he was stunned. The huge head slowly split open from the center line and fell to the left and right sides like a mountain of flesh.

 The fog gradually dissipated.

 The fallen one was still steaming.

 People were surprised and happy, and looked at the scholar one after another. The scholar hurriedly waved his hands and said, "It's not me! I can't do anything else."



 An old man exclaimed, "The scholar didn't do anything, he just killed this ghost!"

 People cheered and threw the scholar high into the air. Xiaofang looked at Yang Bi who was leaning on the bullock cart and said nothing.

   People cut the meat, and with this one, they can live a long time. People were laughing and laughing,

 At this time, the sound of clomping hooves was heard. They followed the sound and saw a knight riding towards them.

  People were stunned and put down their work one after another. The scholar also became nervous and whispered: "People from the government!"

 The knights from the government stopped next to them. The middle-aged man who was the leader looked at the animals on the ground, then looked at the villagers, and his face darkened: "Who did it?"

 The villagers were silent. Someone looked at the scholar, but was immediately pulled at the skirt of his clothes and did not turn around.

 "This one is an official's animal."

 The middle-aged man's face darkened, and he sneered, "Killing an official's animal is a capital crime. Don't tell me, right? Come here! Kill the men, and take away the women under thirty years old!"

The knights on the backs all around agreed, and the sacred fetus in the shrine behind the head emerged, and the Nascent Soul emerged, ready to kill.

 "I killed it! I killed it!"

 The scholar jumped out quickly, raised his hands, and shouted, "I do things for myself, and it has nothing to do with them! The master is a cannibal, so I killed it!"

 The middle-aged man's eyes fell on him and he smiled: "Are you a scholar?"

The scholar said: "A child born in Jiajing in 6637."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Your life is saved, come with me, and you can choose one of these women to be your mother-in-law."
< br/>  He waved his hand and said: "Kill the men and feed them, and take away the women under the age of thirty."

  The scholar was stunned and said loudly: "I confessed! Kill me! Let them go!"
  The middle-aged man smiled and said: "You have studied and are a monk, you are useful. When the official's supporter dies, he must be compensated, so the men feed him, and the women take him away and sell them for money, and do some skin and meat business to pay off the debts."

   Xiucai. Furious, he shouted: "Whoever dares to touch us, I will fight with my life!"

 All the knights laughed and activated their spells. Their swords flashed and flew towards the villagers.

 At this moment, the music of the piano was clanking, and each knight's body suddenly shook violently. Their breaths collapsed, their spiritual bodies disintegrated, and they fell to the ground one after another, dying.

 The middle-aged man was frightened and wanted to escape, but his legs were so frightened that he was unable to escape. His legs also became weak, and he tried to move his legs, but he could not lift them.

 The villagers looked at the scholar one after another, and the scholar looked confused.

  He didn't know what happened.

 The middle-aged man looked past him, landed on the bullock cart, and shouted sternly: "Do you know who we are? How dare you do this to us! My surname is Yang! I am the nephew of Yang Zhen, the governor of Bei League Province! Do you know the Yang family of the thirteenth family?"

 Yang Bi was sitting on the bullock cart and suddenly laughed: "Are you from the Yang family? Are you from the Yang family in Tingzhou?"

 Everyone looked at him one after another.

 The middle-aged man became brave and shouted: "That's right! Do you know the Yang family in Tingzhou? You should know that if I die."

 The sound of the piano came from the sky, and the spirit behind his head suddenly collapsed. The middle-aged man was stunned and his body fell to the ground.

  "People from the Yang family - hey hey! People from the Yang family!"

  Yang Bi seemed to be crazy, laughing silly and silly, and suddenly shouted angrily, "What the hell is this thing that I tried my best to protect!"

  "Pfft!"

  He spat out a mouthful of blood and passed out.

Xiaofang quickly laid him down, opened his mouth, and stuffed her fingers into his mouth to prevent him from biting off his tongue in a daze.

 Yang Bi bit her hand unconsciously and bled while he was in a coma. Fortunately, the medicinal power of the ginseng fruit was still there. Yang Bi woke up soon after and saw that he had bitten the girl's thumb and index finger so hard that he could almost see the bone. He was filled with guilt.

  Xiaofang said quickly:! "How is your injury?

 Yang Bi struggled to sit up and said, "I spit out the blood, and it feels much better. Is your hand okay?"

 Hand held the girl's hand, trying to transfer some of the energy and blood to moisten the wound and help her heal the injury. Xiaofang wanted to withdraw her hand, but failed.

After a few days, under her care, Yang Bi could barely get out of the car and walk around. The abscesses on his body were all healed, although there were still some.

 Since the incident with the Yang family, he seemed to have gained a new life and began to live and practice seriously.

  He took off his tattered old clothes and put on the new clothes Xiaofang had prepared for him. Although they were all made of coarse cloth, he didn't feel anything wrong when wearing them.

  He learned from scratch, like a real villager, living with the villagers, driving away ghosts and beasts, and protecting the women, children, and children in the village.

  He will teach scholars and children the skills. Xiaofang not only takes care of him, but also learns Taoism from him.

  They are getting closer and closer.

 The villagers found a place to settle down by the river and planned to start a new life here. They wove fishing nets and built boats, intending to make a living by fishing.

 More than a month later, Yang Bi and Xiaofang got married in the presence of the elderly in the village, and held a lively wedding.

 A few days later, a group of monks from Hongshan Hall passed by and saw Yang Bi teaching the villagers how to practice. They stopped and watched for a long time without leaving.
The Taoism is very high. I listened to it for a long time and benefited a lot. Our leader Chen from Hongshan Hall has arrived in Beimeng and is reviving the Chinese gods and rebuilding the country. It is time for you to join our Hongshan Hall."

Yang Bi had long heard of the reputation of Hongshan Hall, which was very influential among the people. They help the people everywhere, punish rape and eliminate evil, punish the powerful, and kill the evil spirits who cause chaos in various places.

  "Who is your instructor Chen?" he asked.

 Tian Yue'e smiled and said: "The current number one scholar, Chen Shi!"

 Yang Bi was stunned. After a long time, he nodded.
Fertile fields have been cultivated there, and the sun and moon of the ancestral land are still there. At night, you can still see the stars!"

  She was very excited and said with a smile: "You clean up, I will take you there!"

 The villagers were hesitant after hearing the news.

  They have just built a house, and if they move, they will suffer a huge loss of vitality.

Tian Yue'e smiled and said: "We have many Lubanmen brothers in Hongshan Hall. We can build houses very quickly, so you don't need to worry about it. Just take the young and old with you and come with us."

Yang Bi thanked him and set off again with the villagers.

  They walked for more than ten days and finally arrived at the temple Tian Yue'e mentioned.

 The temple hangs high in the sky, with a sun hanging in it. The sunshine is warm and comfortable.

  Many monks are opening kilns to make bricks, burning tiles, and building houses in full swing. A small town is being formed with this temple as its center.

Tian Yue'e settled them down, took Yang Bi to the temple, and said: "The gods enshrined in this temple are from the Chinese continent and were revived by Teacher Chen not long ago."

Yang Bi looked around and saw couplets on the left and right of the temple.

  Cai Nu asked her sister-in-law to marry him. He raised his head and saw three ancient characters written on the door.

  Peng Zuge.

 Yang Bi walked into the temple, where the god enshrined in the temple was recovering.

 Yang Bi walked out of the temple and looked out at the burning world like tea, feeling a surge of heat in his heart.

 In the past, he lived for the Thirteenth Family.

   "We monks, all great power belongs to ourselves. I can't rely on others, this time, I have to rely on myself!"