If you see evil, you will be afraid; if you see good, you will be deceived.

Such people will not be lacking in any world or dynasty.

Being bullied good is afraid of evil, even if good overwhelms evil.

An Qisheng watched coldly and felt the psychological changes of many people.

The spiritual practice is to train the world and constantly face yourself.

good?

Is this agreed?

The crying came to an abrupt end.

The villagers were overwhelmed by surprise, but when they looked up, their hearts suddenly became cold.

An Qisheng's palm slowly pulled from the void, and the invisible air flow had turned into a Qi sword and was held in his palm.

This is naturally not the King's Sword.

At this time, the King’s Sword cannot be used.

"If you don't want to live, you'll be clean if you die."

An Qisheng's fingers brushed the sword edge of the Qi sword, and the sharpness flashed, and his eyes became colder and colder.

He is not a saint, nor is he a rude person.

In other words, he killed more people than most people have ever seen.

The invisible murderous intent spread out, and the mountaintop was as cold as the middle of winter, and the biting cold filled the hearts of all the villagers.

"Dao, Taoist priest..."

The old village was frightened and was about to speak when a cold light passed by, blood sprayed out, and he fell to the ground unwillingly.

"Faith is sinless, and human sacrifice is unforgivable!"

Amid the faint voice of self-talk, an invisible sword lotus bloomed on the mountain, and shone with a different kind of light under the rising sun.

In a faint vaguely, there seemed to be a rustling sound of blood spraying.

“So quiet…”

For some reason, Li Changyu and others, who were tied to a cart at the entrance of the village, suddenly felt a chill in their hearts and felt that the air around them was quiet.

"Those people, where did those people go?"

Some people struggle, but the bondage is too solid and they cannot break free.

"have no idea."

Li Changyu said, suddenly his eyes moved and he saw a sword light flashing in the sky.

What is that?

When he shook his body, he found that the rope bound to him had broken at some point.

He rose up in an instant, and the rest of his companions also rose up.

"Brother Li!"

Someone called out and suddenly stopped.

There were already screams in the village.

"It's that sword light!"

Li Changyu's eyes widened.

I saw a light red sword light reflected from the sun in the village, leaping and moving, and sweeping across the entire village in a flash.

"Fly, fly sword!"

All of them were stunned.

Of course, they knew that there were practitioners in the world, but these practitioners often saw the dragon but did not see the tail. This was the first time they looked at the flying sword so close.

"This, did these people anger any senior?"

Li Changyu's scalp was numb, and suddenly he saw a group of people running out of the village crying and shouting, all of whom were very scared.

And behind him, the bloody sword light appeared faintly.

The few people hurriedly avoided it. It was clear that most of the people in this group were young, children, middle-aged people, and only a few elderly people.

At this time, everyone was crying and shouting, only to regret that they had two legs.

"All those old guys are dead?"

Li Changyu discovered the problem.

Among these people who were driven out by the flying sword, there was no one who had previously plotted against them and wanted to sacrifice them alively.

But at this time, there were less than a thousand people in the village with nearly two thousand people.

This sword killed half of the people!

A sword can still distinguish between good and evil?

He was a little confused.

But he didn't dare to go out, so he could only watch the group of people being driven away by flying swords and running away from the mountain.

Huh ~

The wind is high on the top of the mountain, and it is whistling.

An Qisheng looked down at the sea of ​​clouds and saw the group of villagers forced to leave by flying swords.

This huge village has two thousand people, but at the beginning, there were only a few dozen people.

These dozens of people discovered the secret here and were reluctant to leave. After staying here for so many years, they actually developed a village of nearly two thousand people by binding outsiders.

Unfortunately, with the rise of this mountain's infamous reputation, few people dared to enter the mountain.

Among the two thousand people, I don’t know how many people got married in close relatives, father married daughters, and son married sisters. This is a village that has caused chaos in human relations.

Over the years, there have been countless deformed children who have sacrificed to the altar through them.

They just thought it was God's punishment for them and they were willing to accept it.

Ignorance, so sad.

After all, compared to flesh and blood, Yi Xie Taoist cares more about the pathological and distorted soul.

"The evil Taoist..."

An Qisheng turned his eyes and glanced at the white bones rolling around under the yellow dog's paws.

With a flip, he took out the "replacement balance" and "any altar that is required to be accepted".

After practicing magical powers in this world, you can open up a variety of spaces rooted in spiritual consciousness to store items, or store monsters like real people in Yixie.

For An Qisheng, it is an infinite cave heaven and a blessed land of reincarnation.

However, he was not willing to inlaid the blessed land of reincarnation in this world like the incense realm, because the spiritual energy in this world is poisonous.

But it also did not prevent him from placing some items.

For example, this altar.

Bang!

Seeing the altar, the bones that were fisted by the yellow dog struggled and beat the ground. However, his soul had been sealed among the bones and could not be pronounced at all.

Not far away, the seriously injured demon-refining corpse twitched from time to time and roared, but it was still unable to get up.

"Five-star wonder..."

An Qisheng pinched the altar with a faint eyes.

After many attempts and explorations in the soul, he had a preliminary impression of this so-called "star".

The people who set this star rating have great ambitions and are extremely broad inclusive.

The five-star rating is probably the highest-level thing he has seen except for the Taoist graphic.

At this time, he also knew.

As his mind turned, the ghosts that were pinched in his palm were wailing and swallowed by the altar.

"What do you want?"

There was no slight fluctuation of emotions in An Qisheng's ears.

This is not a sound, but a fluctuation, a fluctuation that changes many syllables with people, not the language of the Emperor Heaven Realm.

Even, not limited to any species.

This is the language that really works for communication.

"Secret Method of Practice."
To be continued...