No one knows luck better than me

Chapter 44
In this regard, a bloody storm came to an end.

Scattered bandits fled all over the mountains and plains, and the three leaders whose arms were severed were also directly killed by Chen Xun.

At the end of the mountain road, Yu Xianting turned around and looked at:

"Xiao Wu, is there any gain?"

Glancing around the corpse-strewn fields, Chen Xun walked forward with a breath of turbid air, and glanced at Wei Tiefeng, who died without being able to do anything:

"Master's teaching method is unique, and the disciple has indeed gained a lot."

This is indeed true, the fight all the way up seems to be smooth, but in fact it is full of thrills, several times he almost fell into a tight siege, and he was thrown into chaos.

But it was also through this fierce and fierce battle that his swordsmanship and even actual combat were greatly honed directly.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help asking:
"Third Master, if you have cultivated the way of the sword to the extreme, can you fly with the sword and become a sword fairy?"

Yu Xianting shook his head and laughed:
"The way of swordsmanship is just a method of killing and cutting. How can one become an immortal? The so-called sword immortal is just a title, but it generally refers to the true cultivation of Qi with the sword weapon as the magic weapon of life. This kind of monk can cultivate Flying sword, open your mouth to spit out a hundred steps away to take someone's head, but our martial art of swordsmanship does not have such means."

Fei Jian's idea of ​​being handsome was shattered, but Chen Xun was not disappointed, so he asked:

"What about soul cultivators? On the way up the mountain with Deacon Li, I met some disciples from Youxian Temple. They seem to use flying swords too?"

Yu Xianting continued to shake his head:
"That's not a flying sword or a sword pill. It's nothing more than a flying needle or a flying blade. A soul cultivator at the ninth or even eighth rank doesn't have much combat power. Only when he reaches the seventh-rank soul-spirit state can his soul become stronger. It can do soul control and long-distance assassination, so the one you met should be an inner sect or even a true disciple of Youxianguan."

Chen Xun suddenly said: "So that's how it is."

Yu Xianting stroked his beard and smiled, and looked at the three killed leaders with broken arms from a distance:
"Based on your current strength and means, you can actually defeat ordinary entry-level Yexiu. Any one of the three little bosses may not be able to defeat you if you fight alone. I should leave one for you to practice hard."

Chen Xun couldn't help sighing:

"Third Master, you brought me to kill so many people all at once, didn't you ever think about whether I, my disciple, could bear it?"

Yu Xianting laughed out loud:
"I haven't really seen blood. How can I fight with people when I walk outside in the future? You don't have to feel uneasy about the blood in front of you. These bandits may not be people. Come with me."

As he spoke, he gestured with his eyes, and led Chen Xun to the Muzhai not far away.

Before arriving at Muzhai, the gate was open, and there was no one inside or outside, as if everyone had run away.

But if you look carefully, you can find in every corner, there are cowering figures hiding and looking around in horror, like servants or the like.

Yu Xianting gestured with his gaze, and Chen Xun immediately stepped forward to reveal his identity and situation, only then did a few servants with disheveled faces come out tremblingly.

Then through the mouths of these people, it became known that they were all civilians who had been taken captive from nearby villages and towns, and that what they did in this village was hard work that involved excrement and urine.

They were far from the only ones who were robbed up the mountain. Under the guidance of several captives, Chen found a dungeon. After opening it, there were more than [-] people in ragged clothes who were iron-clad like dogs. Chained women and even girls are crowded in the pigsty-like cellar.

These women and girls are like walking corpses. They are the wives and daughters of the common people who were taken captive to the mountain for all the bandits to humiliate and play with. Except for them, more than a dozen of them had already been humiliated to death when they first went up the mountain.

After they learned that the owner of Jindao Village and most of the bandits had been wiped out, they cried hoarsely. They didn't know whether it was because of the joy of liberation or the misery they had experienced.

Seeing such a tragic situation with his own eyes, Chen Xun couldn't help being silent.

He immediately regretted why he didn't kill all the minions who fled in the end.

"Did you see it?"

Yu Xianting walked over slowly and said in a low voice:
"None of the people you killed just now deserved to die."

Chen Xun took a deep breath:

"Third Master, what should we do with these people?"

"What do you think it should be?"

Yu Xianting, on the other hand, transmitted his voice into the secret, and asked back:
"This is the second thing I want to teach you. Yaowang Mountain is an orthodox sect, and all the disciples are generous and chivalrous. However, it is far from simple to be a chivalrous man.

Killing the enemy is a small matter, but doing good to the aftermath is a major matter. These women were all raped and humiliated by bandits. Even if you help them return to their original homes, they will never have the face to live in front of their relatives and friends after such a past experience. What should you do in this situation? "

Even for luck, Chen Xun, the hard-working man in front of him, had to find a way to help. He frowned, and then relaxed:
"Third Master, I have a solution, but I don't know if the sect agrees?"

"How?"

"Since these people can't return to their hometowns, we should take them back to the mountain gate and give them a piece of surrounding farmland to cultivate. No one knows them when they leave their hometowns there, so they can start their lives again."

"It's a good idea, but there are so many poor people in the world. Do you have to spend a lot of trouble to bring them back to the mountain gate every time you encounter a similar situation?"

"That's not necessarily the case, but I think that I just need to follow one point, make the best use of the situation, adapt measures to the times, and have a clear conscience!"

"Good, good, good!"

Obviously very satisfied with Chen Xun's answer, Yu Xianting waved his sleeves:
"Let go and do it!"

Chen Xun bowed his hand, turned around immediately, interrupted the crying of many miserable women, and said that he could take them to the gate of Yaowang Mountain, and allocate fields to cultivate and start their lives again.

When most of the women heard this, hope lit up in their dead eyes, and they agreed again and again; only the woman who had been tortured and who was already out of shape didn't respond.

There is no other way to deal with this situation, Chen Xun can only say that he will do his best, rescue all the men, women, old and children who were taken captive in the village, and gather them together; then he went to search for the booty and the residences of several bandit leaders One time, a lot of money was obtained and distributed to everyone.

Then, after exhorting everyone, Chen Xun and Yu Xianting rushed back to the mountain gate on the silver feathered eagle, and then asked Li Yunheng, who had been promoted to the chief deacon, to arrange a few disciples from the outer sect to meet him.

Chen Xun spoke up in person, Li Yunheng did not neglect, and immediately arranged for eight senior outer disciples who were quick to handle affairs to set off quickly.

They rushed to the Golden Knife Village that was almost killed that day, and then rushed back to the mountain gate with those miserable women early the next morning.

The distance of 20 miles is long and far away for ordinary people. It was not until two days later that the eight disciples finally brought more than [-] poor women back to the foot of the mountain gate. Li Yunheng was asked to allocate the fields around the foot of the mountain for them.

In a brand-new environment that no one knows, plus a land that is fertile enough to support themselves, most of the miserable women who traveled long distances and were full of anxiety burst into tears, and then plopped down on their knees, kneeling down to Chen Xun like chickens pecking at rice kowtow.

Chen Xun sighed inwardly, hurriedly stopped them, and then went back up the mountain, watching them start a new life.

【Luck Value】+11
【Luck Value】+11
【Luck Value】+11
At this moment, on the panel, there were also twenty or thirty lines of [Qi Luck Value] +11, which also represented the fate of these poor women, which was completely changed because of him!

(End of this chapter)