The scum is all over the world, and there are Shura fields everywhere

Chapter 273 Harming others will ultimately harm yourself

Yang Rongrong is a human cultivator. The dantian in her body can only accommodate spiritual power. But now she is forced to accept the invasion of demonic power. Naturally, the dantian refuses to do so and tries its best to repel the demonic power. The demonic power has nowhere to go, so it rampages in the dantian.

Yang Rongrong's face was pale and her brows were furrowed.

Hengye could see that she was feeling very uncomfortable at this moment.

He wanted to let her go.

But Yang Rongrong grabbed his sleeve to stop him from leaving, and signaled him to continue with her eyes.

This is just the beginning. If we stop here, won’t the road ahead be even more difficult?

She couldn't just give up.

Hengye saw her determined look and knew that she had made up her mind and would not change it. He had no choice but to continue to transfer the demonic power to her.

Yang Rongrong endured the pain and forced herself to continue accepting the demonic power.

Her face became paler and paler, beads of sweat slid down her cheeks, her sweat-soaked hair stuck to her skin, and an unbearable groan came from her throat.

Hengye had been observing her changes, and when he was sure that she had reached her limit, he immediately let her go without hesitation.

Yang Rongrong's eyes went dark, her whole body felt weak, and she felt so weak that she seemed like she would faint at any moment.

Hengye quickly picked her up and carried her horizontally, putting her on the bed and trying to cover her with a blanket.

But she pushed his hand away and struggled to sit up.

Hengye was full of worry: "You should take a rest first."

Yang Rongrong sat cross-legged: "No, I have to digest the demon power as soon as possible."

After saying this, she closed her eyes and began to practice the technique, transforming the demonic power in her dantian into spiritual power bit by bit.

The demonic power is unwilling to be tamed and naturally resists with all its might.

The transformation process is extremely difficult and long.

Hengye looked at the dense beads of sweat on Yang Rongrong's cheeks and wanted to use the Dust Removal Technique to help her remove the sweat from her body.

But in the end he didn't do that.

He took out a silk handkerchief, leaned closer, and carefully wiped the sweat off her face.

Yang Rongrong was unaware of his approach.

She had entered a state of meditation, her whole body motionless, like a statue.

Hengye stared at her pale face, thinking of her nervous reaction when he kissed her just now, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and smiled happily.

He knew that she was now unaware of anything in the outside world, so he did not control his desire and leaned over to kiss her on the mouth.

"Rongrong, what I said before was actually a lie. I don't want to settle the score with you. I just want to find an excuse to follow you. I think it's good like this now. There are only you and me in this place. No one else will disturb us. You can't go anywhere and you can never leave me. I'm the only one you can rely on. I really want to live like this forever."

Hengye sat beside her, holding her hand, and whispered his truest thoughts.

He laughed at himself: "If you knew what I was thinking, you would definitely think I was selfish, right? You want freedom, you want to leave here, but I want you to stay here forever. I don't care about falsehood, nor do I care about freedom. I just want to be with you, just like before, the two of us depended on each other, you only have me, and I only have you."

He kept mumbling like this, taking advantage of the fact that the other party couldn't hear him, and said out all the words that had been pent up in his heart for a long time. Yang Rongrong's meditation lasted for four whole days.

Four days later she opened her eyes, but did not rest. She continued to practice, converting all the demonic power in her dantian into spiritual power in one breath.

After that, her cultivation level increased. She first practiced Qi, then built the foundation, and finally stopped at the late stage of foundation building, which was only one step away from the golden elixir.

Yang Rongrong was quite satisfied with the speed.

At this time, she was able to take out the Xuan Ji Pen from her Dantian, but because her cultivation level was too low, she was unable to control the Xuan Ji Pen, so she had to continue to improve her cultivation level.

A group of villagers suddenly appeared outside the mountain temple.

The person in the lead was the witch who had not been seen for many days.

As the village chief was missing, the villagers couldn't find him anywhere, so they wanted to go up the mountain to ask the mountain god for help.

Unexpectedly, the surface of the mountain temple was charred black, and there was carbon ash left around it. It was obvious that there had been a fire here.

What they didn't expect was that there were two corpses lying outside the temple, one was the body of a mandrill, and the other was the village chief who had been missing for many days.

The villagers were shocked and confused, and finally a witch came forward. She entered the mountain temple and found Yang Rongrong to ask about the cause of the village chief's death.

Yang Rongrong then recounted the entire incident from beginning to end.

Upon learning that the village chief had brought a Taoist priest to set fire to the temple, and that the Taoist priest was actually a monster, even the knowledgeable fortune-teller could not hide her surprise.

"How can the village chief be so confused?!"

Yang Rongrong said coldly: "In my opinion, he is not confused, he is vicious! Because he suffered from me, he hated me and wanted to take revenge on me, so he fell for the trick of the mandrill. If he had no intention of harming others, how could the mandrill deceive him? How could he end up like this? The Lord Mountain God is also trying to serve as a warning. Harming others will eventually harm yourself. This is the law of karma!"

The witch had nothing to say.

She knew that the village chief was a narrow-minded person and would try his best to retaliate against anyone who offended him.

His character wouldn't be a big deal under normal circumstances, but now he even dared to offend the Mountain God. This was too stupid. Fortunately, he was dead now, otherwise she wouldn't know how to deal with him.

The witch asked tentatively, "I wonder if the mountain god is okay now? Has he been frightened?"

Yang Rongrong crossed her arms and sneered, "The mountain god has unfathomable magical powers, so he won't be frightened by such a small matter. But he is really unhappy. From now on, the mountain god will no longer be involved in the affairs of your village. You can only wish for the best."

After saying this, she turned and was about to leave.

The witch stepped forward and grabbed her sleeve, begging, "This was done by the village chief alone. It has nothing to do with the rest of the village. We are all unaware of this. Please help me to intercede. Lord Mountain God must not vent his anger on our entire village because of the village chief. As long as we can calm Lord Mountain God down, we will do anything."

Yang Rongrong raised her eyebrows and asked meaningfully, "Can you really do anything?"

The witch nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes! Just tell us what you want, we will do it all!"

She thought that Yang Rongrong would take the opportunity to ask for various benefits as she did before.

But what Yang Rongrong said was beyond her expectations.

"I hope your village can build a school at public expense. All children in the village who are five years old or older but less than twelve years old, regardless of gender, must be sent to school to study for free. In addition, your village must also fund the construction of a charity to take care of the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled in the village. Orphans like me who have unfortunately lost their parents can also live in the charity. Most importantly, the people in your village must stop doing evil in the future. All evil people are not worthy of the protection of the mountain god. The fate of the village chief is the fate of an evil person."

When she said the last sentence, Yang Rongrong's tone suddenly turned cold, which frightened the witch so much that she trembled.