Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 60 In the Courtyard

Huan Chang is not a saint, but also has his own selfishness.

If the Black Sand Gang hadn't provoked Huan Chang first, even if he knew about the evil deeds of the Black Sand Gang, he might not have troubled the Black Sand Gang.

After all, there are too many injustices in this world, and it is simply beyond our control.

However, the Heisha gang forced Huan Chang first, and then killed the villagers of Wangjia Village.

The deaths of the two villagers in Wangjia Village were all caused by Huan Chang, so he had no choice but to avenge the two villagers.

At that time, if the Black Sand Gang did not come to retaliate, this matter might have been exposed.

But later, the series of actions of the Black Sand Gang had to force Huan Chang, and the enmity with them became deeper and deeper.

In the end, the two sides had no choice but to die endlessly.

Today, two of the three heads of the Black Sand Gang have been killed, and even the Black Sand Guard has completely collapsed.

Thinking of those innocent mountain people who died because of him, and thinking of the two thousand lives in Linjiazhai, Huan Chang suddenly felt a sense of loss.

"This world is far more cruel than I thought."

Huan Chang sighed heavily.

Even though Lin Shan drove him down the mountain at that time, Huan Chang still did not resent the people of the Lin family village.

Because Huan Chang knew that what Lin Shan did was for the sake of the entire village, even if this method seemed ungrateful.

However, Huan Chang could not deny that Lin Shan was a qualified leader.

It's just that the Lin family village was destroyed in the end, and Huan Chang had to bear some responsibilities no matter what.

He looked at the head of the second master, and muttered to himself: "Killing this person can be regarded as an explanation for you, rest in peace."

Mo Ziren saw that something was wrong with Huan Chang's mood. Although he was surprised by Huan Chang's methods, he didn't ask too much.

In fact, Mo Ziren was also a man of few words.

The two left, leaving behind corpses all over the ground and the burned jungle.

They didn't dare to stay too long.

Although this place is not close to the Black Sand Gang, but such a big thing happened, the Black Sand Gang will definitely get the news.

If the head of the Heisha Gang came and the two hadn't left, they would surely die.

As time passed, the entire Pingyang City shook.

At this time, the reputation of Huan Chang and Mo Ziren spread all over the world, and almost everyone knew it.

The once vicious Heisha Gang lost its two masters successively, and after the Black Sand Guard also collapsed, it finally restrained its arrogance.

During this period of time, not only did they not go around killing people, but they huddled in the cottage all day long.

Some other forces, greedy for the Black Sand Gang's occupation, also began to provoke restlessly, but the Black Sand Gang never dared to attack forcefully.

The retreat of the Black Sand Gang made the rest of the forces even more aggressive.

Fortunately, these forces are afraid of the head of the Heisha Gang, so they dare not directly attack Heisha Mountain.

However, the sphere of influence of the Black Sand Gang has also begun to be a little silk, and the territory they occupy is also getting smaller and smaller.

All of this has nothing to do with Huan Chang.

Yangjia Village, a small courtyard.

Huan Chang sat cross-legged on the big bluestone, his body was full of qi, which was much more abundant than before.

"call!"

Huan Chang suddenly opened his eyes, exhaled a breath of white air, and his eyes were bright.

"Ah Chang, congratulations!"

Mo Ziren, who was dressed in black, came out of the house and looked at Huan Chang with a little joy.

Huan Chang also showed a smile on his face, and said: "Sure enough, experiencing fierce battles is of great benefit to practice."

Today's Huanchang has reached the peak of refining gas.

At this time, if he meets the third head of the Black Sand Gang again, he will be able to kill him easily.

According to the normal speed of cultivation, it is absolutely impossible for Huan Chang to break through to such a level so quickly.

It's just that during this period of time, Huanchang fought one after another and discussed with Mozi every day, so his cultivation naturally improved by leaps and bounds.

"Brother Mo, can you improve your cultivation?"

After killing the second head of the Heisha Gang, Mo Ziren did not leave, but lived in Huanchang's house.

Mo Ziren smiled slightly, and said: "Although the improvement is not as great as that of Ah Chang, the true energy is also stronger than before, I don't know how much thicker it is."

"In a few months, we will be able to touch the bottleneck of the next level."

Before Mozi took office, he was in the early stage of refining Qi and transforming spirits, thinking that he would have to reach the peak of refining Qi and transforming gods if he thought of touching the bottleneck of returning to void in practicing spirits.

According to the accumulation of ordinary practice, it will take a long time to reach the peak of refining qi and transforming gods from the early stage of refining qi and transforming gods.

However, some time ago, Mozi was also fighting endlessly, and he did not know how many bandits from the Black Sand Gang he had killed.

Especially in the battle with the second head of the Black Sand Gang, Mo Ziren has accumulated a lot of experience, which is of great benefit to his practice.

Both of them looked at each other and smiled, with joy on their faces.

"By the way, why was Brother Mo willing to spend so much money to buy a picture scroll on the street stall?"

The change of Huan Chang's fate started from that painting sale.

In fact, even he couldn't believe that someone would spend a lot of money to buy his own painting.

When Mo Ziren heard the words, his face first showed nostalgia, and then he felt a little ashamed.

"The reason why I like your picture scroll is not because I know painting well. I just felt that the content in that picture scroll is very similar to the place where my master lives."

"Being away from Master for so many years, I also feel a little missing, so I took out all the silver taels on my body and bought the painting scroll."

"It's just that, during the fight with the bandits of the Black Sand Gang, the scroll was destroyed."

Huan Chang laughed loudly, and said, "Why don't you destroy it? At that time, my painting skills were still immature. If Brother Mo needs it, I will draw a new painting for you now."

Mo Zi Ren's eyes showed surprise.

Huan Chang smiled slightly, then went into the room and took out his drawing board, and spread out a piece of rice paper on it.

"Brother Mo has any request, but it's okay to say."

Mo Ziren has a very close relationship with Huan Chang, so naturally he would not be polite to him, so he described the place in his memory in detail.

Huan Chang moved his brush like flying, and not long after, a lifelike picture scroll appeared in front of the two of them.

"What do you think, Brother Mo?"

Mozi Ren looked at the picture scroll, thinking of his master, his eyes were a little moist.

"Ah Chang, thank you."

Huan Chang said seriously, "you and I are brothers, so how can we talk about thanking you?"

Mo Ziren is not a hypocritical person. After the ink dries, he carefully puts away the scroll.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the fallen leaves are flying.

The two sat side by side on the big bluestone, thinking about the future.

"I heard that the head of the Black Sand Gang is a master of the realm of returning to the void. After I break through, I will have the opportunity to cunningly go over and kill."

"At that time, I will need Ah Chang to help me."

Huan Chang nodded and said: "I have long wanted to travel around the world, but the Black Sand Gang is still alive, so there is no way to leave."

"After we break through the realm, we will go up the Black Sand Mountain to understand this grievance."

(End of this chapter)