I came to the world of the heavens

Chapter 642
Chen Shishi slowly turned around, his eyes carefully discerned the souls of each person, and finally the sword swept out with a swish, and the heads of the bandits at the scene flew up like rapeseed flowers, and blood rained down like rain!
In Bainiao Mountain, there is only one way to go up and down the mountain. The other places are cliffs and cliffs. The bandits panicked and overturned the brazier. Several people fell down the mountain and died...

The final Yan sword dragged slowly on the ground.

Every time it draws a cold light in the air, a human head falls to the ground.

The bandits had long lost the courage to fight. They were crowded and wanted to escape. Chen Chushi was walking behind, not fast, but he could cut people...

this night.

The flames of Bainiao Mountain were soaring into the sky, and the black smoke shot straight into the sky, and the red night sky could be seen dozens of miles away.

The next day, at the foot of the mountain, the three women who were tied up the mountain knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "The fairy is so kind and virtuous, and the daughters of the people have nothing to repay. I hope that I can be a tea-serving maid by the side of the fairy..."

Chen Shichu looked at the three overly terrified women. Her husband and father were businessmen who had been killed by Bainiaozhai. Now they were the only ones left, and they would inevitably feel panic about the future.He pondered for a moment, then took out three talisman papers and handed them to the three women: "This is a Yanghuo talisman, hold the head of the talisman, feel the heat on your fingertips, shout 'go', and a raging fire will be ejected from the talisman!

Pindao, Xianyun, and Yehe are used to it by themselves. You should carry these three talisman papers for self-defense. Each of them can be used three times, and it will be turned into ashes when it is used up. Remember, you must not use it unless it is absolutely necessary..."

Knowing that they really couldn't stay, the women kowtowed three times, and when they raised their heads again, Chen Shishi was nowhere to be seen.

On the mountain road, Chen Chuchu changed into a new set of clothes, threw the bloody clothes casually on the side of the road, and walked towards the sky. He took out a fruit full of spiritual energy from the bag that Bai Wuchang gave him and gnawed on it, his muscles and veins froze. Cool, like ice water flowing in the blood vessels.

Heidou poked his head out of his pocket when he smelled the scent, and meowed twice.

Chen Chushi smiled, and cut off a small piece with a knife and handed it over. The kitten knew what to buy, and after a few licks, it started to gobble it up...

He reached out and gently stroked Heidou's head: "A cat's lifespan is very short, we don't know how long we can be together, but with you by my side, cultivating immortals is not too lonely..."

Heidou seemed to understand Chen Chushi's words, unconvinced, he bit his palm lightly, leaving a slight mark, and hissed twice, expressing that he didn't like to hear it.

Chen Shishi laughed and said, "You little one is quite vengeful, I guess I said something wrong, now there are powerful enemies inside and outside the world, maybe I might die before I die."

Heidou curled up in his pocket, rubbed his body hard, and made a clip sound, as if apologizing to Chen Shishi again...

In the following time, Chen Shi started to search for treasures to practice according to Yanyangzi's scroll, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and slowly advancing his cultivation realm...

There is no Jia Zi in cultivating immortals.

Bai Yuncanggou, when he came to his senses, ten years had passed.

Chen Shishi came out of a hidden cave in a mountain and came to a river. Looking at the people reflected in the water, he couldn't help laughing, and took the river water with both hands to clean it.

The Taoist robe he wore while practicing was also covered in dust.

Black Dou jumped out of his pocket. It was a cat that was not afraid of water. It paddled happily and caught a crab to show off. But soon its nose was pinched by the crab, and it screamed in pain...

This cat seems to be growing very slowly. After ten years, it has only grown a little bit. I don't know if it is because of eating the treasures of heaven and earth, or because it has been absorbed by the side for a long time. In short, it can live for a long time, which is also what Chen Chushi hoped for. .After ten years of getting along, the cat has become more and more intelligent, can understand the meaning of his words, and can even do small things.

This is the world of Liaozhai.

There are so many things that become essences, it doesn't seem too much for a cat to be smart...

After ten years of practice, it is time to enter the WTO and see the world of mortals.

Chen Shishi changed into a clean Taoist robe, stuffed the black beans into his pocket habitually, and walked in a random direction until he reached a village without knowing it.

The village is not small.

Based on the number of houses, there are at least more than 400 people.

Chen Shishi didn't know where he should go, and how far he should refine his mind. He only knew that the aura of heaven and earth was gradually thinning out as Bai Wuchang said.

When he walked into the village, it was early in the morning, and many people were walking out with hoes on their shoulders. One of them saw Chen Shishi's attire, and a panic flashed across his face. Zhangjiacun, but the Taoist temple needs incense?"

Ten years on the mountain, Chen Chuchu's face didn't change much, but his beard grew a lot. At first, he just thought it was fun and stroked it with his hands. After a long time, it became a habit...

He didn't know why the villager was flustered, and he was a little puzzled: "The poor Taoist wandered here, and there is no Taoist temple. If it is convenient for the master, just give me some porridge and dry food."

The aura of heaven and earth was integrated into the body, and in the first ten days, in the next two months, then half a year, then a year, and then five years, he had already reached the point of fasting. It has been five years since the last time he ate, and he did not feel any hunger in his stomach. .But there is a faint smell from the chimneys of every household in the village, so I still want to try it.

It was an old man in his fifties who was talking to Chen Shishi. When he heard that it was a Taoist priest from other places, the panic in his eyes dissipated a lot.

He handed the hoe to the man next to him: "Ah Zhuang, take the hoe to the mountain, I will use it later when I go up the mountain to hoe the fields, don't lose it, I will take this Taoist priest to sit at home first..."

There were five or six men who came out with the old man, probably due to the long-term work in the mountains. They were exposed to the wind and sun, their skin was as dark as bronze, and their bodies were dry and thin. They seemed to have a little fear of Chen Shishi, and only the old man was there. Talk, they just stand there without saying a word.

Chen Shishi followed the old man to a one-story house. There was a small fenced yard at the door where some vegetables were planted. There was a woman about 25 or six watering the vegetables. When she saw the old man walking in with a Taoist priest, she shook her hand and used The watering ladle fell to the ground, she picked it up in a panic and hurriedly stood aside.

The old man smiled awkwardly at Chen Shishi, looked at the woman and said, "Alan, make a pot of porridge for the Taoist priest, and get two fresh dishes."

The woman bowed her head and hummed, and hurried to the house...

Chen Shishi was full of question marks, and after a brief communication, he realized that the old man's name was Zhang Fengshou, and everyone in the village called him Lao Fengshou, and he lived with his son and daughter-in-law.

The daughter-in-law of Lao Fengshou quickly cooked the porridge, and there were two plates of stewed vegetables, but there was no oil, more like it was stewed directly with white water.

Chen Shishi sat down at the table, took a sip of the porridge with a wooden spoon, and then picked up the chopsticks to put the vegetables into his mouth. It was really boiled cabbage... He could hear the old Fengshou daughter-in-law scraping the rice vat with a spoon Even though the days are so hard, I still cooked this bowl of "thin porridge", which is not too thin. The way of hospitality is touching...

(End of this chapter)