From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

After lunch.

The little beggars in the yard left. If they refused to leave like they did last year, Old Man Pei's broom would beat them so hard that they would be dizzy for several days. Qigong practitioners are best at messing with souls.

The boy who had dared to speak to the Marquis before escorted the little beggars to the City God Temple in the lower city. He was obviously a child king-like character. He had already entered the rank at a young age, and was a seventh-rank cultivator. He had refined sixteen natal acupoints with the help of a Buddhist method he had picked up. His aptitude could make countless geniuses ashamed, but his method of covering it up was extremely clever. Just smearing some dog shit on his body could make any master lose interest in a cursory look.

Walking along the street, the boy came to a tavern. This family had only been in Hengshui County for a short time. According to the impression of the local tyrants, it had been no more than two months. Business was bleak, but the shopkeeper Huang didn't seem to care much.

The boy actually didn't care. After all, he wouldn't starve no matter whether the tavern made money or not. He just had a vague affection for Boss Huang's daughter. The girl carried a big sunflower every day and rode her iron-eating beast around whenever she had nothing to do. For the boy, she was brave but not very smart, so she was most suitable to be the wife of a bandit leader.

"Yazhai, I left a bowl of dumplings for you."

The boy held the bowl high. He had never been to school and thought that the word "Yazhai" was a name for his wife.

"Hehe." The girl smiled, but her smile was so faint that it was hard to tell whether it was a greeting or a mockery.

"Gou Wa, why are you here during the New Year?"

Shopkeeper Huang is an old man with a wrinkled face, but his sparse beard always reminds people of a fox.

"The old man from the Pei family is hypocritically sending rice and noodles again. I stole a bowl and sent it to my wife. Aren't you happy to eat it for free?" The boy frowned. He didn't expect that the father and daughter didn't care about the dumplings that he regarded as treasures.

"There is no reason in the world that you have to do good." Shopkeeper Huang said with a smile.

"Who wouldn't say that? The old man from the Pei family occupies a street. The little bits and pieces he gives us are enough for us to eat and wear. Who knows he would occasionally give us some of these broken things? When I practice the peerless secrets for a few years and have a huge army, he will have to give me some even if he doesn't want to."

Gou Wa seemed unwilling to lose face, and put the bowl aside with a sad face.

"Eat it or not."

Shopkeeper Huang walked out of the counter, picked up the bowl, took two bites, and uttered a few casual words.

"So you have to kill people?"

The girl's hair suddenly stood on end, and the iron-eating beast didn't care about protecting its master and dived under the table.

A tall figure suddenly appeared in front of the tavern, and the powerful aura flowing around his body knocked the boy to pieces.

"so what."

The girl in charge of the bandit group leaned back, sucking her teeth, like a female leopard in the shadows.

"You know, this guy ended up on the street because of your anger." The old man burped and said, "Han Yushu killed you, and you killed Han Yushu, both were natural. The innkeeper couple saw the corpses all over the ground and naturally ran away immediately, but have you ever thought that the inn was owned by the government, and if they couldn't find the creditors, those petty officials could only vent their anger on them. Once the couple died, they would have nothing to worry about if they refused to admit it. What can a boy do if he missed his way home while herding cattle? His cattle also attracted murderous intent. If he was disfigured, he would not be able to get involved in the official career in the future, and he would die in misery for the rest of his life."

Huang Longshi applauded, and this old man who ranked among the top three among the thirteenth-ranked people in the Spring and Autumn Period laughed heartily.

"What a high-spirited Marquis Ji'an, you practiced martial arts at the age of sixteen, and became the best in the martial arts world at the age of sixteen. Even I have to admit that you are a rare figure, but the more people like you there are, the more broken the world will be. He is so similar to you. What's the difference between your parents who have never seen the Ben Jian Jing and the Yizhan couple? How dare you steal the third place in the world? If I were you, I would hide in the Marquis' Mansion for the rest of my life!"

Not far away, Old Man Pei was extremely anxious. A warrior who practices Taoism and cultivates his mind relies on a breath of energy to stand between heaven and earth. Once his state of mind is broken, he will fall into a lower realm. Li Chungang was so unmatched in swordsmanship sixty years ago, but in the end he ended up being imprisoned in a circle and wasted half his life.

"I actually missed one." Jiang Yuan frowned. His eyesight and realm at that time were certainly not enough to see thousands of miles away.

Huang Longshi's smile slowly disappeared.

"Those petty officials didn't lie, because they didn't kill his parents." Jiang Yuan smiled. Old Man Pei: "..."

It's just a handy thing, right?

"Han Yushu wanted to kill Marquis Ji'an, but he killed him back. Of course, he did nothing wrong. In order to cover up the traces, he eliminated all the witnesses. It was against the law, but it was reasonable. Han Yushu was too ambitious and his ability was too small to handle it. Can the past be forgiven after death? I don't think so. If he is not killed, the masters of the Han family and even the imperial court will pursue him. Wouldn't that be killing himself? In my opinion, there can't be no Marquis Ji'an in the world, but there can't be too many. Similarly, the order of right and wrong cannot be messed up. It's also good to pursue the right result today through a wrong process. If everything is done according to Senior Huang's wishes, then all the military strategists above the rank of sergeant should die. The loss of a city and the death of people are a hundred times more serious."

On the street, a scholar in blue robes was walking slowly.

"The Posthouse couple did not choose to risk their lives on the battlefield."

"Then why open the door and let the Han family move in?"

"You don't allow guests to stay?"

"To be a soldier means to die?"

"Dare to do it, but can't take it up." Huang Longshi sneered.

"It's better to let go of everything." Cui Nan smiled gently.

"It's boring. Take them all down."

Jiang Yuan stood by and watched, then spoke loudly.

At the same time, a loud sound was heard throughout Hengshui City and even the twelve counties in the county.

"Within seven days, there will be a streak of black smoke rising above the head of the Yellow Dragon Warrior. Anyone who injures him will be rewarded with 100 gold taels. Anyone who cuts off his head will be rewarded with 10,000 taels of gold as the commander of the 40,000 Cloud Banner Infantry and Cavalry. This marquis will accept him as his inner disciple. If he fails to become a heavenly sign, I will return his arm. All the garrison troops, listen to my order. From now on, you are not allowed to leave the camp. Anyone who violates this order will be exterminated and I will personally execute him."

Cui Nan smiled slightly, and he actually smelled a hint of joy.

Huang Longshi stared at the young man in front of him.

"I'm waiting to see you surrender and be chopped to pieces by the people."

Behind Jiang Yuan, a giant Buddha eighty-three feet high rose from the ground, and the lotus platform spread out to cover the entire Hengshui City. At the same time, the monk Nagarjuna's immovable Zen was operating with all his strength. Even if Wang Xianzhi came in person, it would take a whole day and night to blast him.

From this moment on, no one is allowed to enter Hengshui City but not leave.

At the same time, the Confucian celestial phenomena resonated with each other, and Jiang Yuan sent out all the resentful and deadly energy he had gained from killing people during his reign in Beimang, and forcefully hung it on Huang Longshi's head.

The other party has never been among the Confucian land immortals, until the future when Wang Xianzhi leaves the city to Beiliang, he will choose to make an exception. One reason is because of the weakness of the Guanyin Sect of the South China Sea, and the other is because the old master Zhang Fuyao has monopolized the Confucian fortune for 800 years.

Jiang Yuan turned and left.

Huang Longshi attacked boldly, his sleeves filled with righteousness.

The mighty white energy slammed into the target's back but was unable to shake his body in the slightest.

The two great King Kongs are unprecedented in history.

(End of this chapter)