Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"Grass!"

Zhou Yi cursed loudly.

That appearance was not as calm as a sect elder should be.

After some fierce words, he still couldn't swallow the bite in his heart.

He beat the lifeless Dongguo Tu into a pulp with one slap, and then punched him several times, reducing the entire Slaughter Pavilion to rubble.

"ah!!"

His tiger-like roar resounded throughout the west of the city and lasted for a long time.

At the same time, the people of the eight major sects looked ugly, as if they had eaten Xiang.

There are countless powerful people from the eight major sects. There are dozens of people on this trip. If you put any one of them in Xianwu City, except for the two from Xianwu Academy, they are all invincible.

However, Fang Lin played him like a monkey for a long time!

This feeling is simply worse than killing them.

"It's the ones who gave us the news!"

After the anger, Zhou Yi calmed down.

They went crazy and returned to Xianwu City, looking for those who gave the news.

But, where are the traces of them?

Those people had already put on another costume and were eating and drinking in the restaurant.

When they learned that people from the eight major sects were furious, they laughed from ear to ear and drank a large drink happily.

Especially for Wanqingshan, this meal was the most filling meal he had ever eaten.

As the prince of Hongxing Chamber of Commerce, he has never tasted any delicacies from the mountains and seas.

However, this is the first time that I have defrauded others of their money to use for food!

At the same time, Wan Qingshan couldn't help but admire Fang Lin's intelligence.

Offending the eight major sects, even if the Xianwu Academy has two powerful men, Master Yu and Ouyang Nanfeng, they may not be able to survive alone.

However, Fang Lin completely ignored his relationship with the academy. At the same time, he also used people from the eight major sects, except the Slaughterer Pavilion entrenched underground in Xianwu City.

Even if ordinary cultivators think of killing two birds with one stone, they would not dare to take the risk.

r\u003e Only an energetic young man like Fang Lin dared to do such a crazy thing.

After tea and dinner, Wanqingshan looked into the distance with a profound look in his eyes.

It's time for him to go back!

After returning, he will tell his father what happened in Xianwu City.

Fang Lin didn't know much about the drastic changes in Xianwucheng, but he could imagine the faces of the eight major sects after they learned that they had been tricked.

After today, he will definitely become the focus of the eight major sects.

However, since Fang Lin dared to do this, he was ready.

What's more, now that he has entered the spiritual realm, coupled with his powerful ability to attract wealth, and the secret treasures for self-defense, Fang Lin already has a certain ability to protect himself, so there is no need to worry too much.

Before sunset, the carriage arrived at Thunder City, a city five hundred miles away from Xianwu City.

This is Fang Lin's first goal after leaving Xianwu Academy.

Of course, it is also the location of the Xianwu Academy’s old rival, the Supreme Gate.

He wants to come here and find an explanation.

"stop!"

In front of the city gate, someone stopped the carriage, and then a group of people stepped forward to check.

"Brothers, it's not easy for me to transport something. Please let me in!"

The captain of the team accompanied him with a smile and said haha.

However, these people in front of them were ungrateful and without raising their heads, they said expressionlessly: "The things you brought exceed the standards of Thunder City. People can go in, but the goods can be kept!"

When Huang Laowu heard this, he naturally knew that these people were asking for money, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Just to earn hard-earned money by selling goods, you have to be exploited by these cultivators. In today's world, it is really getting harder and harder to survive.

Although he thought so in his heart, Huang Laowu still

He took out a money bag from his pocket, stuffed it into the hands of a cultivator with a smile, and said: "Two brothers, thank you for your hard work. Here is the best tea specially prepared for you by my younger brother. Please accept it!" "

The cultivator took the money bag and weighed it gently.

“It’s just this little thing, enough for who to drink?”

He grunted dissatisfiedly, which frightened Huang Laowu to the point where cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Here, he has earned most of his money for half a month. If these two uncles don't let him in, this business will be lost!

"Go away, go away!"

Seeing that Huang Laowu was so anxious that sweat was pouring from his forehead, the cultivator waved his hand impatiently.

In his voice of disgust, Huang Laowu quickly apologized and took the carriage into the city, constantly thanking them for their kindness.

After entering Thunder City, Huang Laowu spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and complained to his companions that business was difficult to do.

Fang Lin remained silent and listened to their conversation quietly.

From the words, Fang Lin learned that the person guarding the door just now was a disciple of the Supreme Sect.

It is different from Xianwu Academy.

This Supreme Sect is, to a certain extent, the Earth Emperor of Thunder City.

The cultivators who were guarding the city just now were from the Supreme Sect. They said they were here to maintain the stability of Thunder City, but everyone knew that they were here to plunder the people's wealth and anointing.

Although mortals have little money, they can add up to a little.

Therefore, for the disciples of the Supreme Sect, guarding the city gate is a very lucrative job.

At this moment, Fang Lin realized that the reason why the Supreme Sect had been able to suppress the Xianwu Academy for so many years was not because of their extraordinary talents and profound knowledge.

It's just because they plundered the people's money and had money to practice.

Seeing that Fang Lin had entered the city and reached his destination, he asked the motorcade to let him off.

At this time, the little girl who had been sleeping woke up.

She grabbed Fang Lin's clothes and said nothing

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"Haha...what's wrong with Nannan?"

Fang Lin squatted down and asked softly.

"Uncle, don't leave!"

Nannan pouted her mouth and said softly.

When Fang Lin heard this, he smiled slightly, thinking that this little girl must be reluctant to let him go because her parents died and she lacked love.

"Nanny, be good, uncle will visit you again in the future!"

Fang Lin gently stroked the little girl's head, comforting her.

In this way, the little girl reluctantly let go of Fang Lin's clothes.

Seeing that the little girl was pitiful, Fang Lin took out a lot of fairy stones from his arms and handed them to Huang Laowu. He also told Huang Laowu to take good care of the little girl.

Fang Lin has read countless people, and he still has some skills in reading people.

After getting along for a day, it is not difficult to see that Huang Laowu is a real person, so Fang Lin made this decision.

"Thank you sir!"

Huang Laowu hugged the heavy money bag and expressed his heartfelt thanks.

Fang Lin waved his hand and walked slowly into the streets of Thunder City.

This amount of money is a lot of wealth for Huang Laowu, enough for them at least three to five years.

But to Fang Lin, it was insignificant.

Huang Laowu looked at Fang Lin's figure and sighed: "This old man is no ordinary human being!"

"Captain Huang, what do you say?"

The people around him were confused and cast questioning glances.

Huang Laowu put away his gaze, glanced at the little girl again, and said: "When we meet people from the eight major sects, they are like mice meeting cats. This old man is just like a normal person. He should eat and sleep. You Can he be an ordinary person?"

With this explanation, everyone suddenly understood.

On the other side, several people saw the scene of Fang Lin giving away money.

They looked at each other, then scattered, following Fang Lin's footsteps...