Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 120
Song Peng was originally a farmer who collected herbs for a living.

When he was eight years old, he followed his father into the mountains to collect medicine, and accidentally fell into a valley, and found a white bone and murals carved on the wall.

He can read, but seeing the interesting movements on the mural, he couldn't help practicing.

But who would have thought that as he danced along with the movements on the mural, his body became stronger and stronger. After a month, he was so strong that he was able to climb out of the cliff.

Since then, he went to the mountains to collect herbs, and the cliffs are no longer an obstacle for him, and the mountains are as dangerous as walking on the ground.

So he took more medicine, and then used the money he got from selling the medicine to ask a gentleman to teach him how to read. At the age of 15, he finally recognized the writing on the cliff, and knew that it was a martial arts secret book, but unfortunately it was in dilapidated condition. The senior expert died on the spot after only half of the carving.

Later, his martial arts practice gradually increased, and after deciphering the writing on the cliff, he gave up the work of collecting herbs and went to work as a guard for a big family.

As the years got better, his martial arts practice also began to improve by leaps and bounds. One year, the rich man's goods were robbed, and the rich man begged him to help escort the goods.

The price offered by the other party was too high for him to refuse.

Then he had the experience of traveling in the rivers and lakes, left the rich family, and opened a bodyguard agency.

It's a pity that after [-] years of wasted time, because of incomplete secret books, he could no longer increase his martial arts cultivation, and he went around to learn from teachers, but he couldn't pass it on.

He missed the best age of martial arts.

But looking at my son, who is only 16 years old this year, and his martial arts talent is even higher than his own, is he going to repeat the same mistakes and follow my old path?
He searched around, trying to find a good master for his son, but was rejected.

Just when he was in despair, a mysterious person came to him.

That is a big man who is unattainable and dare not even look up.

When such a great person came, he naturally did not dare to refuse, and it was impossible to refuse.

He promised me that as long as the matter is done, he will accept my son into the Guild Division!

He asked me to escort something to Haojing, and I agreed immediately without saying a word, and designed a careful plan.The big man was really satisfied, and then he praised me, left the things and left.

Not long after the man left, another person came to the house, a Taoist priest.

He claims to be the Patriarch of Laoshan Mountain, and he has already proved his longevity. As long as I hand over the object to him, he can immediately take my son to Laoshan Mountain.

He showed me the power to move mountains and seas, to reach the stars and the moon.

I admired him in my heart, and immediately offered the treasure, only begging him to accept my son as a disciple, and seek a bright future for my son.

As for the town of tricks?

Although Zhenguisi is good, it is not as good as the personal teaching of the big shots.

But who knows that the lord refused, because he didn't want to be targeted by the court, but he just ordered me to escort the treasure to Wanku Mountain, and then find an excuse to rob it halfway.

Then, at the foot of Qunyu Mountain, another group of gangsters appeared, and they also came for the treasure.

He is a little numb now!
It's hard to do!

The big man in Zhenguisi said that no news would ever leak out.

The big man in Laoshan said that he will not do anything until Wankushan, what should I do now?
He didn't know what to do with himself.

That person's martial arts cultivation base is too high, he can't stop it at all.

Do you want a treasure or a son?

What is his idea of ​​destroying the golden elixir?
Isn't it just for his own son?
If one's own son dies, then what's the use of having so many treasures?

What he is worried about now is not the treasure, but whether the other party will keep alive after obtaining the treasure.

"I'll give you the golden elixir of myriad calamities, but you have to let my son go." Song Peng stared at the other party with fierce eyes, his eyes full of evil spirit.

Since the other party came to the door, there is no objection to denying it.

"Hand over the golden elixir of myriad calamities, or I'll kill him now." Gao Dasheng pushed the tip of the knife, only to hear a scream, and then a finger flew out.

"I'll give it! I'll give it! Don't hurt anyone! Don't hurt anyone!" Song Peng buckled the belt around his waist and flipped open the safety inside, revealing a box the size of an egg.

"I will give you the Golden Pill of Myriad Tribulations, but you have to release the person first, otherwise I will destroy the pill immediately." Song Peng stared at Gao Dasheng: "You are also an old Jianghu, so I will give you the pill. Will be left alive, you should understand my worry, right?"

Hearing this, Gao Dasheng stared at the box, and his eyes immediately turned red: "Open the box, I want to verify whether it is really the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations or not?"

Song Peng opened the box, a ray of golden light flowed, and a strange fragrance filled the air.

It's now!

Cui Yu activated the material transformation and continuously analyzed the aura of the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, but the aura of the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations was so mysterious that he couldn't analyze it for a while.

"It's the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations! That's right! It's the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations!" Gao Dasheng's excited body trembled: "Give me the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations! Give me the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations!"

"Open the passage, let my father and son go out, and the golden pill of myriad calamities will naturally be given to you." Song Peng closed the box.

The moment Song Peng closed the box, Cui Yu's mind flashed with wisdom, and the next moment he pointed to materialization.

The moment the box was closed, the surface of the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations turned into a stone, with only a little bit of gold powder adhering to the surface of the stone.

That's right, the skin of the Myriad Tribulation Golden Elixir turned into stone.

He had a bold plan, he wanted to bet whether Gao Dasheng would think it was a fake and throw it away after he took the Golden Pill of Myriad Tribulations.

Then can I pick up a bargain by the way!
The goal was achieved, Cui Yu took advantage of the chaos of the crowd, and then drilled into the pile of dead people.

"Puchi~"

At this moment, a plain knife pierced through the air, pierced through Song Peng's chest, pierced his heart, and then suddenly stirred, all the internal organs in his chest were smashed into pieces.

Behind Song Peng, a bodyguard stood up at some point, staring at Song Peng's back with a cold expression.

Then he cut Song Peng's arm open, took the box in his hand, and quickly came to Gao Dasheng: "My lord, I'm glad I didn't disgrace my life."

"Father!!!" Song Fuyun screamed after waking up, then Gao Dashang pierced his heart with a knife, stepped forward and grabbed the box with a frantic look on his face and shortness of breath.

With the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, Immortality is just around the corner!
"Kill! Kill them all! No one will be left alive!" Gao Dasheng put the box into his arms without looking at it, and then picked up the long knife and started killing wantonly.

"Kill!"

"kill!"

"My lord, we are just the guests of the escort, we don't know anything, we are innocent!" There are innocent people crying, but facing him is only the merciless butcher's knife.

"Take up weapons and fight them! They obviously want to kill people and silence them. We must not sit still." Some people saw the situation and drew their knives to resist.

If you don't resist, do you have to wait to die?

Moreover, it is not hopeless for thousands of people to resist. Although the opponent has martial arts cultivation, he is not made of steel and iron. If he is hit by a knife, he will be injured and die.

At this time, the escorts in the canyon and the guests who entrusted the escorts were all red-eyed, and killed them one by one with cold faces.

Rabbits will bite people when they are impatient, let alone people?

For a while, rivers of blood flowed from the fight between the two sides, and the warriors in the Fulong Martial Arts Hall also suffered casualties.

"In this kind of chaotic battle, all martial arts and saber techniques are useless. Wang Baquan is best used, which is just one word, chop, hack!" Cui Yu lay in the pile of dead people, observing the battlefield secretly through the gap.

Although the samurai in Fulong Martial Arts have martial arts, but at this time, facing the bodyguards and escorts who are forced to go to a dead end, the two sides are already red-eyed.

Those people were marked to protect their parents, wives and children, and for their own survival. At this time, they also turned into desperadoes, regardless of their injuries, and rushed towards the people in the martial arts hall.

People in the martial arts hall began to die and injured, and the casualties were heavy.

At this time, Cui Yu finally understood the importance of the army!

As long as you have not cultivated into a steel frame, a small soldier can stab you to death on the battlefield.

Especially when the generals of the two sides check each other, the fighting of the soldiers is particularly important.

Especially when the energy, blood and spirit of martial arts are always exhausted, the consumption of soldiers' siege is particularly important.

"Cruel." Cui Yu obediently hid under the corpse.

The sound of shouting and killing was earth-shattering, and the sound spread for dozens of miles.

Thirty miles away, on a towering mountain, the mountains and rivers are even more majestic than Mount Tai. There are many cottages on the mountain, hundreds of military camps are densely covered, and neat figures are constantly practicing military formations in the village.

Dressed in purple clothes, with a ferocious yaksha mask on his face, the slender figure was sitting on the high platform at this moment, quietly watching the tens of thousands of people practicing the military formation below.

Those tens of thousands of people had cruel faces and numb expressions. They didn't look like people, but like pieces of wood without emotion.

The mountain wind is blowing, and the clothes of the silhouette of the blowing are making a sound, and a strand of hair is flying in the ice cellar.

Suddenly the figure raised its head, and the eyes under the mask looked towards the southeast: "Why is the southeast so noisy?"

"Go and investigate quickly." The warrior next to him hurriedly ordered.

Someone hurried down the mountain, and came back in a short time:
"Village Master, a brother reported that something happened down below, and someone smashed dishes on our site."

"Huh?" The figure in purple was taken aback for a moment, and so were the warriors beside him, as if they couldn't believe their ears.

"How many years? How many years has no one dared to come to Qunyu Mountain to make trouble?" The figure in purple plucked his ears, a little in disbelief.

Ever since she flung her skirt on the eighteen tops of Jade Mountain, this place has been his territory, and even ghosts and gods dare not disturb him.

But now how dare someone break her rules?
"The subordinates are willing to capture him for the village master's punishment." Someone stepped out, his eyes full of coldness.

Quen Yushan was able to survive in the Great Zhou Dynasty surrounded by ghosts and gods and vassal states, and it survived very well. It was not because of Huairou that he became the overlord of the entire mountain range of Quen Yushan.

"There are not many people here, and you are not opponents. Every move of this person seems to be accompanied by weather in the world, and I am afraid that he has entered the martial arts. If I haven't made a move for many years, I will go and take it personally." The voice of the figure Neutral, unable to hear emotions:
"After decades of military training, it's time to see your methods. I hope you don't disappoint me, and let the brothers below see blood."

After speaking, the man in purple stood up, took a step forward and pulled out a series of long shadows in the air, and then disappeared among the mountains just like that.

Inside the canyon

Turned into hell on earth

on the mountain

Shi Long had his hands behind his back, and the iron gallbladders in his hands were constantly rubbing against each other, making a humming sound.

Suddenly Shi Long raised his head and looked into the distance: "The weather on Quen Yu Mountain has changed, and that great master from Quen Yu Mountain has come down."

"This place is separated by dozens of miles, I didn't expect Quen Yushan's reaction to be so quick." Shi Long's pupils shrank, he didn't want to make martial arts gestures with Mu Shini.

With a whistle, Shilong jumped off the cliff, bouncing back and forth on the stone wall: "Let's go! The bandits from Quen Yushan are on the move."

"Let's go!" Looking at the red-eyed Gao Dasheng, Shi Long kept urging beside him.

Seeing that there are still many survivors left and the martial arts disciples who are entangled, Shi Long quickly made a move, kicking the gravel next to him, and when the next moment shattered, he shot out overwhelmingly, as if a bullet had been ejected from the chamber. The escort's disciples turned on their backs and screamed again and again.

"Go!" Shi Long shouted again.

A group of red-eyed martial arts disciples finally came back to their senses. At this time, they were a little sober. They all jumped to avoid it, and then grabbed the rope on the cliff, like dexterous monkeys trying to escape.

"No, we have to kill them all! The corpses of those martial arts disciples haven't been taken away yet, and Zhen Guisi will follow those corpses sooner or later." Gao Dasheng hesitated.

"Take the corpse." Shi Long shouted, and began to lead his disciples to snatch the corpse, then climbed to the cliff and left.

Shi Long and others wanted to retreat, those ordinary people and bodyguards would not dare to pester them, so they retreated to one side to avoid them, letting everyone jump off the cliff and leave.

under the corpse

Cui Yu quietly crawled out, glanced at the chaotic crowd, and took the opportunity to slip away.

If you don't go now, when will you wait?
If those bandits from Quen Yushan came after them, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to leave, and they would be interrogated and tracked down by the bandits from Quen Yushan.

When it comes to the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Tribulations, it is difficult for ordinary people present to leave.

If the golden elixir of myriad calamities cannot be recovered for a day, none of these people will be able to be free.

Cui Yu didn't want to be trapped here.

He could imagine that if the golden elixir of ten thousand calamities was lost, no matter if it was the Dalin Temple or the Great Zhou court, they would frantically search for it.

The entire Qunyu Mountain, the entire Dayu State, the Great Wei State, and all other countries that may be involved will be overthrown.

Especially the boundary of Qunyu Mountain is the first among them.

This place is by no means a permanent place.

The cliffs on both sides were blocked, but Cui Yu couldn't help it. Cui Yu directly controlled the water flow to form a ladder, then climbed over the blocked boulders, and disappeared into the crowd while taking advantage of the confusion.

"Sparrowhawk, keep an eye on that figure in the rabbit mask! This guy slapped me for no reason, and I have to settle accounts with him today." Cui Yu's eyes showed a stern look.

If he fights alone, he has the confidence to kill Gao Dasheng.

"呖~"

At this moment, a cry came from the sky, the sound vibrated for tens of miles, the sound pierced through gold and cracked rocks, and echoed beyond the sky.

Through the spiritual imprint, Sparrowhawk sent a burst of fearful will.

　ps: I will update a chapter of 30 words today, this month is too tiring.It's almost [-] words.

　　
　
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