Mortal Immortal Gourd

"It's snowing!"

"It's snowing!"

After three years of drought, it finally snowed on this day.

A group of children rushed into the snow and had a great time.

For these children, after all these years, the year when 꿯땤놆 was sold to Shekou Mountain was the most peaceful one.

When a group of older people saw the heavy snow, the first word they thought of was "Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest".

But, in today's troubled times, there is no chance to farm the land in a down-to-earth manner.

괗Gouzi bought a lot of fabrics, cotton and linen one after another some time ago, and finally got a set of cotton-padded clothes for each person before entering the house.

Among the more than 1,000 people, almost half of them were wearing new clothes for the first time.

Most families wear one piece of clothing. After the older ones wear it, the younger ones wear it. The same piece of clothing is mended and passed down for generations.

Putting on brand new clothes makes you feel refreshed and you can walk with your head held high and your eyebrows high and proud.

A six or seven-year-old child fell while playing in the snow, and his new clothes were stained with a little mud.

The child quickly rubbed the snow on his clothes several times until no stains were visible.

Then he clapped his hands with satisfaction, straightened his clothes, and grinned, revealing his two front teeth.

At this moment, there was a "swish" sound.

An arrow streaked across the sky and hit the child's throat.

The child covered his neck, blood flowed down his neck and stained his new clothes red.

"ah……"

"kill!"

A large group of people rushed toward Shekou Mountain from the far corner of the mountain, brandishing guns and sticks.

"kill!"

"Tread down Shekou Mountain!"

"Brothers, be gentle, don't break 놖's pussy!"

"I am Qiuyue, no one can compete with me." Niu Dan rushed into the crowd and shouted loudly.

"Tread down Shekou Mountain and divide the girls tonight!"

"I have lived for decades and have never slept with a yellow-flowered girl. I will leave one for you..."

"Steal women..."

More than a thousand people, full of filthy words, rushed towards Shekou Mountain to kill.

On the hilltop in the distance, a tall man put away the strong bow in his hand, and behind him, a flag fluttered in the wind.

The four characters "King Potian" are written crookedly on the flag.

On the Shekou Mountain side, after the initial brief period of chaos, everyone had already picked up weapons and prepared for battle according to the usual training formations.

Most of them are ordinary women who have never killed anyone, let alone experienced battles between people.

After several months of training, when facing the enemy and shooting them with guns blazing, my mind has long gone blank.

They will only rely on instinct and follow the daily training method, each of them will stick to their duties, facing the opposite figure, and thrust the spear forward again and again.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Ahhhh..."

The spear stabbed into the enemy's body, causing bursts of miserable howls.

Unexpectedly, they followed the usual training method, raised their spears and stabbed forward, and the effect was unexpectedly good.

As for the army opposite them, the Potianwang army, which was said to have tens of thousands of troops, was just a chaotic bandit made up of more than a thousand refugees.

They shout fiercely, but in fact they have no organizational discipline at all.

If you find an advantage, you will take advantage of it. If you find that you have an advantage and there is danger, you will scatter like birds and beasts.

King Potian's army had only suffered more than a hundred casualties, but the others had lost their fighting spirit and turned around to flee.

At the same time, Gouzi also flew down the mountain with a group of big geese on Shekou Mountain and rushed towards the flag of King Potian standing in the distance.

"King Potian is here, who dares to collide with the Holy Emperor!"

"Kneel down quickly and beg for mercy!"

Seeing the dog flying on the goose, a man with a sinister face holding a butcher pig stood in front of him and shouted loudly.

This man, Gouzi knew, was the butcher who sold meat in Sanchazi Town. He had bought pork from him many times before.

He often bullies his honesty and stuffs lean meat into the fat to pass it off as good.

Some time ago, I saw 놛 selling human flesh. Unexpectedly, a few months after meeting him, 놛 had changed his career and became a general under the throne of Potian King.

What is even more surprising is that in just a few months, an ordinary butcher has now become a Qi practitioner and an immortal cultivator.

This kind of cultivation speed is much faster than that of a dog.

"Zhang Xiucai, come to think of it, I am no longer what I used to be."

After Tu 꽬's strength skyrocketed, he became extremely confident in his own strength and stabbed Tu 꺅 whenever he mentioned it.

"The tendon meat on your body should be very chewy."

The two of them are familiar with each other, and there is no ambiguity about how to start. It would be better if it is cooked.

괗Gouzi didn't mean to be merciful. He drew the giant sword from his back and chopped it down with one stroke.

"Pfft."

"ah……"

Tu 꽬 and his body had been cut into two pieces, and he fell to the ground and howled.

King Potian had several generals who were accustomed to fighting, but they didn't even run away at this time. They held swords in their hands and rushed towards Gouzi.

Judging from the appearance of these people, they have not yet faded away from the rustic look of rural farmers, but they already have a level of Qi training.

괗Gouzi didn't hold back, he killed them all with one sword strike.

After all, they were taught by famous teachers, and their cultivation and strength were much stronger than those of them, so it was easy to deal with them.

Only King Potian was left unkilled, and his leg bone was broken and held in his hand.

A war of conquest initiated by King Potian specifically targeted Shekou Mountain to steal money, food, and women, and this ended.

King Potian was captured, and all his civil and military officials died or fled.

괗Gouzi led the elite of Shekou Mountain to pursue the victory and broke into King Potian's lair.

The old nest is far away from Sanchazi Town, in a village next to the official road.

The gangsters stationed here had long since escaped to their death.

Qiuyue took people and searched in each room.

There is one of the best houses in the village, which originally belonged to a large landowner. After being occupied by Potian, it was transformed into a palace.

괗Gouzi walked into this big house carrying Potian and took a look around.

In a bedroom, I found a large wooden box filled with silver, at least four to five thousand taels.

There were also several baskets filled with copper coins.

"Is this all you have?"

괗Gouzi asked, pulling half of a broken shoe from Potianwang's mouth.

"Zhang Xiucai, please spare your life, we are still relatives."

As soon as Potianwang's mouth was free, he quickly took the time to beg for mercy.

"On the day you were selected as a scholar, I gave you a gift. If you are a big fellow in your hometown, you can show off your talent."

괗Gouzi took a closer look and found that there was really a little impression.

At that time, this guy pulled his sleeve and said that our two families were blood relatives.

놊Yes, no matter how you kiss, can you kiss Zhang Youliang better?

"I have an impression. How did you become the bandit leader? What happened to your cultivation level?"

괗In Gouzi's impression, this guy should have never practiced martial arts before, just a local ruffian.

"Have you had enough food in the past two years? You brought some brothers with you to start a business of robbing families and homes..."

King Potian talked about his ups and downs in starting a business, and his eyes lit up again, describing this most glorious period in his life.

If I die this time, I will be able to brag about my awesomeness for a lifetime, and even future generations can continue to brag about it for decades.

놛Since he became a bandit, he mainly focused on grabbing money and food at first, so he directly killed people for food rations.

Later, a mysterious force found 놛, who could exchange his population for immortality cultivation techniques and elixirs.

놛Traded a group of people over and got the skills and elixirs as expected.

After taking the elixir and practicing according to the exercises given by the mysterious man, I made rapid progress.

In fact, the reason why 놛 dared to create 꿯 and become king was also inspired by 놆's mysterious force.

At the beginning, 놛 was still timid and daring to build 꿯. Later, he found that everyone was 꿯, and 놛 was able to become the king of breaking the sky.

"Where is that mysterious force? How did the deal happen?"

"놖놊 knows that every time 놆놖 has accumulated enough people, they come over at night, give 놖 a few pills, and then take the people away."

"Ahhhh...it hurts..."

"Stop... stop fighting, we relatives... ah..."

"Ah...놖...Everything 놖says is true...ah..."

Gouzi kicked Potian's broken leg a few times, making him squeal in pain, which was probably real.

"Where are your skills and elixirs? Let me see them?"

"Ah... don't hit..."

"It hurts... our relatives..."

"Ah... there is a secret compartment under the bed..."

괗Gouzi moved the wooden bed and uncovered a wooden board. Sure enough, there was a hidden compartment underneath.

Inside was an oilcloth bag and a very familiar white jade bottle.

Opening the white jade bottle, there were indeed two red blood pills inside.

There was a brand new book wrapped in oilcloth, with the three characters "Blood Evil Art" written on the cover.

I opened it and took a look. The pages and paper were all new. It must have been just copied and not too much.