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Chapter 57: The Iron Face of Spiritual Thought

The blade of the sword is close to the skin, the sharp edge is gently embedded into the flesh, and the force of the world is filled with blood, climbing up the shoulders like frost and snow.

Liang Que's eyelashes were also covered with a streak of red frost, and his clear eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Liang Que, you..."

"Pistachio"'s face changed with fright, and Liang Que laughed: "Farewell Liang Que, Liang Que, you are calling so affectionately, we don't seem to know each other, right?"

"Player, did you have fun? This is not the first time I've encountered this trick. Do you think I'm blind?"

The sword in Liang Que's hand buzzed, like a proud swallow, scorning the fake that overestimated its capabilities. With just one more press of its blade, this guy would immediately fall to the ground.

Liang Que had long known that Cheng Zhiyuan was a fake. First of all, it was clear from the joke told by Pistachio.

Although Pistachio's jokes are not funny, he can't tell stories about murder, let alone ghost stories.

Welcoming the new and abandoning the old, creating extraneous branches, making money to change face.

Three ghost stories, three words, and it just so happened that there were also three people going up the mountain on my side.

Only Chen Jin, a fool, couldn't hear it. However, although this guy ignored the information, he was unambiguous in wielding the hammer at the critical moment.

Of course, there is the most important point.

Liang Que grinned and said coldly, "You may not know that Cheng Zhiyuan doesn't know how to smile."

"Cheng Zhiyuan's" eyes were calm, without the slightest hint of panic at being exposed:

"So that's it. There are still people in the world who can't laugh... Is he facial paralysis?"

The fake seemed to be stunned, but then sighed:

"But that's not important. Now you should focus on dealing with these villagers."

Chen Jin was confused when he heard this. It took him a long time to realize what he was doing, and he immediately shouted: "Is this guy fake?!"

"Why didn't I see it?"

Liang Que stared at him and said sadly: "This is why that idiot Gao Fu has a gold medal, but you claim to be smart but always have a black card! Your observation and memory are not even as good as a fish!"

Chen Jin stared: "I... I'm a fool! No, then kill him quickly!"

Liang Que took back the sword from the fake's neck, and the red dust surged around her. In the dust, countless shadows of spring swallows kept flying, as if to outline people's memories of the best moments in the past.

She glanced at Chen Jin: "I said your observation ability is worse than that of a fish, but you still don't believe me! Don't you understand? The three stories this fake told before are actually reminding us."

"Now we have to deal with the villagers, this fake. She won't leave because she still needs our help."

Chen Jin was stunned for a moment, and Liang Que snorted coldly: "The majestic mountain god has been beheaded. His soul has been sealed in the mountain and cannot escape. He has also been cursed and can't truthfully speak about monsters. He can't ask for help. He can only watch.

The villagers are dead, but with this little ability, I think you have finally reached the end of your position as a god."

"Let me ask you, where did you take Cheng Zhiyuan?"

Liang Que drew his sword and his voice was cold and questioning. The fake's eyes drooped slightly and he said sadly: "I'm sorry, he may be dead now."

"But these mountain people can still be saved."

Liang Que glanced at her, his expression full of horror and hollowness: "I'm not asking you whether the mountain people can be saved. Do you, the mountain god, know what you are doing? Cheng Zhiyuan is the ace swordsman of my Xingxiu Mansion. For these ignorant people like you,

Useless mountain people, demon-slayers who harmed my Xingxiu Mansion, do you know what crime you deserve?"

Cheng Zhiyuan was possessed by a demon, and Liang Que immediately understood that it was probably the "extraordinary problem" in the second word.

Three words and three demons, this face-changing demon is the third one, and it is also the demon that the mountain god wants to deal with.

The mountain god sat on the ground, listened to Liang Que's question, lowered his head and closed his eyes, and said with a smile: "It's nothing more than being removed from the priesthood and pressed into the idol to suffer. But under my rule, the life and death of the mountain people are more important. Sacrifice a green card, let

Star Lord went up the mountain to save people, I think it’s worth it... ugh!”

The sand and rocks were flying, and Liang Que suddenly flew up and kicked her over. The force of the kick was so great that the mountain god rolled to the ground. Her forearm suddenly turned blue and purple, and Liang Que's pupils were empty, with a ghostly light of horror and terror:

"For such a crime of intentionally harming our Xingxiu Mansion to kill the demon, I can send you, a stupid god, to King Zhao, and have Qiu Guan Da Si Kou kill you in front of you!"

At this time, Chen Jin woke up as if from a dream. He figured out the whole story. He saw the mountain people outside gathered together but not attacking, as if he was deliberately watching their internal strife, just like watching the old turtles who were already in the urn.

sucker Punch.

He puzzled and said, "That's not right. You said he is a mountain god. If he wants to save people, why doesn't he talk to us directly?"

Liang Que sneered: "There is more than one monster on the mountain. Didn't I tell you that she was cursed, and I'm afraid she even lost her body. The things about monsters are so hard to talk about. And you haven't noticed that we are on the mountain."

Sometimes the sky was dark and there was even thunder, but here, the sky suddenly became clear?"

"That's the evil atmosphere causing trouble. It turns the small world into a prison and sets up many shackles. There is a big demon in this mountain."

Chen Jin suddenly realized and said angrily: "So that's the case. But, if you say so, as long as you enter this demon village, the mountain god can tell the truth, so why should you hide it?"

Liang Que said coldly: "I'm afraid it's the first story. Welcoming the new and abandoning the old, the mountain god's divine body became an evil spirit. If she speaks rashly, the evil spirit will naturally respond. I know something about gods. If the gods are not good, they are evil.

, but the minds are still connected.”

Chen Jin's expression changed and he asked again: "Then what happened to the child we saw before? Is it a monster?"

Liang Que snorted coldly: "You big-headed devil, isn't it normal for a child to not cry or make trouble? Have you ever seen a stone cry?"

Chen Jin's expression suddenly changed.

Liang Que looked at the mountain god, gritted his teeth and said:

"You idiot, you were afraid that we would be trapped by the demon in the second word, so you deliberately lured Cheng Zhiyuan away and made him a scapegoat. I didn't pay attention at the time, but then you smiled and I

I know it’s too late!”

Liang Que's sword buzzed and he sneered: "I really want to kill you with one sword!"

The mountain god smiled miserably: "You can only kill me if you kill me, but as long as you can save the people of this village, so what if I give you my god head."

Liang Que said quietly: "Don't worry, I will not leave any of these mountain people who have become flesh and blood puppets, I will kill them all."

The mountain god's face changed in shock: "You... you can't, they can still be saved, just take them to Xingxiu Mansion..."

Liang Que kicked me again: "It's none of my business. I am from Zheng. I am only responsible for killing monsters. I don't care about the death of these people!"

The mountain god was angrily: "They are Zhao people!"

Liang Que bared his teeth: "Zhao people pay homage to their ancestors, but they don't believe in ghosts and gods!"

She turned around and no longer looked at the mountain god. The sword in her hand was buzzing, the spring swallows were singing, and the power of the law was like waves, rising up vastly!

The second level of practice is called Renfa. In addition to the famous sentences about Dharma, Ren means doing whatever you want. Dharma is a gift from heaven, and it is also called the power of magic!

These villagers are just ordinary people with greater strength, and they are not skilled in cultivation. Even if they are manipulated into puppets, it is nothing more than that. They cannot even trap the practitioners in the first realm, let alone the second realm.

There are five realms in the world, one realm is three levels!

Liang Que admired the demon's overestimation of its capabilities. She saw a man wearing a godlike mask among the villagers. Obviously, that man was probably the demon's true form, and corresponded to the last of the three stories, "making money for face."

The word "Chunsi" on the sword shone brightly, and I saw the red dust rolling up, the spring swallows flying, and all the villagers in all directions were killed by the red swallows!

When spring comes, flying swallows calm the storm!

The weapons were all shattered and turned into dust. Only the chief priest wearing the Yueshen mask still stood there. The mask on his face twisted and gradually transformed into a twisted "human" face.

This flesh and blood mask is smiling, very weird.

Liang Que also sneered: "The mask seals demons. The Tian Gong mask is 'laughing and laughing'. It is under the jurisdiction of the eight gods of the Zhou Palace, the God of Agriculture. It is the rice god of the fields in Yue. This mask is called the 'Shensi Iron Mask'. Unexpectedly,

There is actually an incredible thing inside."
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