Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

Monk Hui Shi once again started a killing spree.

If he had this ring.

There is a reason why a martial artist who has condensed his true energy is called a little master.

The power of true qi is far beyond the so-called internal force and astral qi, the speed of operation is faster, the martial arts are more flexible, and they can even perform some special martial arts.

For example, flame knives, ice palms, fire fists, etc., infuriating can create high temperature or low temperature conditions to achieve the effects of these special martial arts.

Now this is what Monk Hui Shi does.

He wielded a steel knife in his right hand, and with a superb knife technique, he slashed across the necks of every Huang family private soldier with precision, and the heads flew into the sky.

And his right hand wasn't idle either. While the infuriating energy was running, the palm of his hand had already turned red, as if there was a fire burning in it, imprinted on the heart of the Huang Jia private soldier. He smashed his chest on the spot and burned his heart.

This is one of the eighty-one stunts of Lotus Temple, the Buddha's Furious Heart Palm.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Huang's private soldiers died under the palm of the sword of Monk Hui Shi.

When the smoke and dust from the explosion dissipated, Mr. Huang was horrified to find that there were corpses all around him.

Even the dozen or so private soldiers in fine iron armor failed to survive. Some had their heads cut off directly, while others had their heads smashed from the front.

After all, even a fine iron armor cannot provide an all-round defense without dead ends, and the neck and face are the greatest weaknesses.

"You guys, you are so bold, so bold!" Master Huang was terrified, his mind was in chaos, this was a scene he had never imagined.

"Death!" Monk Hui Shi turned his head to look at Huang Shishan, and the knife in his palm was about to slash at him.

"Ah! Grandpa, spare your life! Grandpa, spare your life!" When Master Huang saw the knife light, his whole body collapsed, and he knelt on the ground with a plop, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

"Stop it!" Lu Zhengming grabbed the wrist of the monk Hui Shi, and did not let the knife cut down. He said solemnly, "Don't kill him first, take it back and listen to the Xianzun's decision."

"..." Monk Hui Shi was stunned for a while, then nodded, "Okay."

"Thank you grandpa, thank you grandpa!" Master Huang kowtowed, thinking that he was really spared.

"Oh, don't say thank you first, maybe you will wish you were dead now." Lu Zhengming sneered.

…

Huang's house was raided!

The newly arrived county magistrate sent someone to storm the Huang family's mansion and suppress the Huang family with iron and blood.

The Huang family's private soldiers were almost dead, and the rest were also locked up in the dungeon, waiting to be released.

Even that Mr. Huang was arrested!

The news spread ten, ten, and a hundred, as if it had wings, it spread throughout the entire Juhe County at an extremely fast speed.

Immediately it caused a great stir.

The first reaction of most people is disbelief.

That's the Huang family, that's Mr. Huang!

In the past hundred years, who dared to touch the Huang family?

Not to mention dealing with the Huang family, even if you are a little disrespectful to the Huang family, you must be prepared to die without a place to be buried!

Now it has been suppressed!

How can it be!

However, when more and more people rushed to the Huang family mansion and saw the collapsed wall, the blood that had not been cleaned up, and the empty house, they had to believe it.

This mountain, which had been on the heads of the people of Juhe County for nearly a hundred years, was finally toppled.

Many people wept with joy, and many fell to the ground with joy.

The entire Juhe County fell into a carnival because the Huang family was swept away.

Countless people flocked to the gate of Juhe County Government Office, and the entire street was almost blocked, causing the gates to fall to the ground one after another, almost crazily bowing.

"Master Qingtian! It's really Master Qingtian!"

"Kneeling and thanking Master Qingtian, the sky has opened its eyes, the county magistrate is here, and Qingtian has it!"

…

Two days later, in the hall of the county government office.

Zhao Guang reported to Cui Henghui both helplessly and joyfully: "Xianzun, this is the third wave of people who come to kneel and thank the people. The hearts of the people in Juhe County have returned to Xianzun, and the Huang family will be wiped out. What an act of great virtue!"

"Well, treat these people well." Cui Heng nodded lightly and smiled, "If conditions permit, you can actually persuade them. You just need to thank them in your heart, and you don't need to come over to pay homage."

He is in a very good mood now.

The love gained by this wave of sweeping the Huang family is too great.

The red color on the golden elixir, which symbolizes happiness, has risen to five points, and it is still increasing. It is estimated that it will not be long before it will reach six or even seven points.

The white color, which symbolizes love, has also reached four points, and it is also continuing to grow.

At the same time, black, which symbolizes evil, and cyan, which symbolizes fear, have grown, but the magnitude is far less than the previous two, and only increased by a little more than a minute.

However, since cyan, which symbolized fear, had three points before, adding this point made it a four-point height.

Except for sadness and anger, the rays of light of the other five emotions are steadily advancing towards the small goal of one inch.

This also made his Jindan spirituality clearer and clearer, and he could clearly feel the progress of his cultivation.

Moreover, this time the home raider also seized a huge amount of antiques in the Huang family.

As Cui Heng expected, such items with cultural heritage and a certain period of precipitation can indeed be converted into system currency.

A full 89 points of currency have been harvested!

More than the currency he converted in the tomb of King Lu before!

"Xianzun, then Huang Shishan and the rest of the Huang family have been imprisoned in the cell, what will happen next?" Lu Zhengming came over and asked.

"The Huang family will be deprived of all their property, and a complaint meeting will be held at the gate of the county government in a few days to conduct a public trial against the Huang family." Cui Heng tapped the case on the table, "It starts with Mr. Huang, Huang Shishan."

"Complaint conference, public trial?"

Lu Zhengming and Zhao Guang looked at each other, not quite understanding what it meant.

"It is to arrest the Huang family on the stage and call the people to come and tell their experiences of being persecuted by the Huang family over the years." Cui Heng explained, "The outcome of the public trial depends on the outcome of the complaint."

"This is a good way. It can let the people release their resentment and let everyone know how abominable the Huang family is." Lu Zhengming applauded, "Xianzun is wise!"

"If the Huang family members shouted and complained publicly, would the angry people directly beat the Huang family members to death?" Zhao Guang thought of a situation.

"If you die, you will die." Cui Heng said with a smile, "These people will die."

"That's true." Zhao Guang was stunned when he heard the words, nodded and said, "The county magistrate is wise."

"By the way, in the process of complaining, you can also record the victims of different people." Cui Heng reminded again, "Next, we need to divide the property and land of the Huang family. You can refer to the complaints and conduct actual investigations. to decide how much land should be divided."

"The county magistrate really wants to distribute all the property and land of the Huang family to the common people?" Lu Zhengming asked uncertainly, and Zhao Guang next to UU Reading www.uukanshu.com also hesitated.

"That's right." Cui Heng said first, "All of them go out, no need to stay at all."

"The county respects Qingtian, and the merits are boundless!" Lu Zhengming and Zhao Guang worshiped at the same time, and they were even more convinced that Cui Heng was an immortal who wanted to accumulate merits and ascend in the daytime.

"Okay, don't sing a high note, just step back." Cui Heng waved his hand and smiled, "Call Hui Shi in, I have something to ask him."

"It's the county magistrate!" Lu and Zhao retired.

Monk Hui Shi has now taken off his robe as the head of the yamen, wearing a monk's robe, with a compassionate appearance.

He came to the lobby and saluted respectfully, "I have seen the county honoree."

"Can the martial arts be transcribed?" Cui Heng asked.

"The transcription has been completed." Monk Hui Shi took out three booklets from the sleeve of his robe and presented them respectfully, "Xianzun, the little monk has not yet learned all eighty-one unique skills.

"Therefore, I only copied the fifty-eight kinds that I have learned, as well as the two internal exercises, "Withering Rong Wu Xiang Gong" and "Great Lotus Infinite Dharma", which are the secrets of Lotus Temple that are not passed down."

"Well." Cui Heng nodded, picked up the book that copied the extinction of Lotus Temple, and after a few glances, his eyes paused slightly on "Buddha's Furious Heart Palm", thoughtfully.

Immediately, he suddenly raised his right hand and stretched out a finger.

hum!

The void suddenly made a violent trembling sound, and the rolling heat wave erupted without warning, sending Hui Shi flying on the spot.

At the same time, I saw an extremely bright fire blooming between Cui Heng's fingers, making the surrounding space feel distorted.

At this moment, Hui Shi felt as if he saw a sun rising from Cui Heng's fingertips!