The sword is the devil

Chapter 25 The so-called magic door

After a moment of panting, someone rudely used the water wave technique to pour him from head to toe, not out of kindness, but because his body smelled so bad that he wanted to vomit.Moreover, seeing the face clearly can also roughly judge the change in the person's expression, so that he will not be fooled by him.

The water wave technique made it very swollen, and the lines on the face were not washed clean, but the expression could be seen clearly, it was a standard appearance of shame and anger.

Hou Tiao's thoughts turned quickly in his mind, taking the opportunity to take a breather to think about how to deal with it so as to escape this level.

There are four people in front of me, a big man with a red beard and a strong figure, the one who kicked him and trampled him into the mud, from the way he said just now, it can be seen that he is not good at scheming, straight to the point character.

There are three other people, one with a white face and beardless, one with a fat head and big ears, and one as thin as a bamboo pole. Just these four people almost cover several aspects of human body shape, and I don't know how they got together.

It was the white-faced scholar who did the water wave technique for him, but he wasn't sure if he was the one who stopped the strong man from committing murder?
The answer was soon revealed. The fat man smiled and said softly, "Brother, tell me, why did you come to my country of Shan for no reason? Don't say you got lost looking at the scenery. My brother has a bad temper. He really moved Come on, I can't stop it."

The timing of the fat man's opening was just after waiting for his aura to stabilize, which made him feel dark. At least, this person's realm is several levels higher than his, and he can easily see through the changes in his aura.

People are knives, I am fish, he really did not expect such an undercover experience, but he is not a person who gives up lightly.

Barely stood up, moved his stiff hands and feet, twisted his waist, just like the reaction of every normal person in this situation, then suddenly stood up, and swung his fist at the majestic man!
The big man was not surprised, as if he knew that he would do this, he stretched out his hand lightly, and grabbed his wrist,

"Yo ho, it's quite strong! This is not something a Taoist should do, it's too impulsive."

The big man stretched out his hand and turned it around, and Hou Tiao felt his body fly up involuntarily, and fell heavily not far away; this guy is not easy to hit, even with his muscles and bones, he can't bear it.

The fat man was still calm, "Okay, the fist has come out, and this tone should disappear; we can tolerate you once, but we won't tolerate you a second time! Explain your origin clearly. If everything is true, you still have Chance to live."

The words are very straightforward and merciless; it is understandable to have resentment when you are stepped into the mud, but it is shameless to give face again and again!
Hou Tiao blushed, her neck was thick, and the veins on her neck were exposed, her fists were clenched tightly, and she looked like she wanted to choose someone to devour, but in the end she didn't make a move, but she didn't say a word. Is this the strength to the end?
The majestic man was a little impatient, and he was about to force his hands, but he saw the fat man waved his hand,

"Wait a minute, our good friend is here, let's hide this fellow first, and let's talk after we've made this vote!"

This time, it was not the strong man who made the move, but the thin bamboo pole that responded; the figure appeared in front of Hou Tiao in a flash, and before he could react, he pointed at him like a sword, and immediately felt his feet go limp and his hands went limp. When he fell, he was lifted by a bamboo pole and jumped up a dense poplar tree. He found a branch and put it down at a height of nearly ten feet from the ground.

Hou Tiao couldn't move her body, couldn't speak, and didn't even fart, so she could only lie on the tree branch and watch the movement below.

All I saw was that these four people hid their bodies and dived up. Obviously, the word "good friend" should be put with a question mark.

The origin of these people is unknown, but they must be the practitioners of the Shan Kingdom, but it is really hard to say whether the practitioners of the Shan Kingdom are from the magic sect.He regretted it a bit, he should have stayed in Liuyang for a while to learn more about the practice circle of Shan country, he was careless.

The reason why he punched just now was just for a gamble; if he had traveled thousands of miles to seek refuge with someone who was resentful because of the injustice of Taoism, and who was not broad-minded, would he bow his head and beg for mercy immediately?
Considering his previous identity, then his character design should be a narrow-minded, impulsive and irritable person who will take revenge!

Therefore, that punch has to be punched in order to match his character; he can't tell the truth immediately, and he has to face each other several times with a cold face, which is the mentality of a normal person.

To sneak into the magic gate, he started from the moment he stepped into the poplar forest, and any carelessness would bring him disaster.From this moment on, he will forget Taoist Chongling's help to him, and focus on remembering the injustice that the Taoist school has treated him, so that he can behave more naturally and reasonably.

Regardless of whether these people are disciples of the Demon Sect, or thieves and giants, he must assume his own identity and dare not be careless.

Fortunately, he was not screwed out of his head.

... The branch of the tree where he is located is ten feet high, and it is higher than the surrounding poplars, which allows him to see farther.

He also really wanted to know who were the good friends these murderous people spoke of?In his heart, he didn't think that these people must be the disciples of the Demon Sect. Although he knew little about the Demon Sect, he didn't know anything about it even though he had read some mainland travel notes during the trip.

Just like Taoism has many branches, Momen does not refer to a single genre.It generally refers to those schools or countries that act unscrupulously, do not avoid killing in practice, and do whatever they want, and their orthodoxy is outside the Taoism. They can be called magic gates, or demon kingdoms.

In fact, if only from the perspective of practice, it can be called Huaxue Sect, Jade Bone Gate, Tianmo Sect, Yuguishan, Quanzhen Sect, Zombie Tomb, etc. These are relatively famous, and there are many little devils There are countless sects.

The concepts of these schools of practice are different from Taoism, but the essence of practice is actually the same. Artificial ones are divided into Taoism and Demonism to show the difference. Of course, there is also Buddhism, which is another matter.

From a fair and objective point of view, you can't say who is right and who is wrong?Who is righteous?Who is evil?

The history of comprehension is written by the victors, whoever loses is the devil, it's as simple as that.

From Hou Tiao's point of view, even the Demon Sect should be organized and disciplined, right?Even the upper and lower ranks are more strict. Seeing that these four people act like quacks, he wonders if these are casual cultivators?

You must know that the loose cultivators in Shan State are completely different from those in Anhe State, and there is no one who can survive here who is not cruel and merciless.

He couldn't move on the tree branch, and his perception was limited because of his realm; the qi-entraining monk theoretically possessed the most basic perception ability, but the problem was that he had only successfully entrained qi for three days, and everything hadn't started yet.

Just when he was still thinking wildly, there was a sudden change. When he felt the danger, he saw those good friends surrounding him!

These bastards didn't kindly put him on the tree branch to hide at all, but used him as a bait.

Exactly,

An uneasy heart is always a demon, dense Yang Lin Zhenyan.If there is no power of the Dao and three thousand lines, what about the snake and the mouse in this mound.

(End of this chapter)