Tian Yuan Xian Ji

Chapter 598 Datong world, the world is public

A small town a hundred miles east of the city of Fengxian County in the state of Wu is in the market season, and people from nearby villages and villages carry their shoulders and go to the city to buy and sell.

The merchants who sold wine, the bearers who picked firewood, and the peddlers who sold pears shouted.

Candied haws, paper figurines with lantern shadows, pawns playing tricks, all kinds of novelties, it was very lively.

Until the sun fell to the west, all the people who went to the market in the city wall went home.

At night, inside a house in the east of the city, the lights were brightly lit, and the family of three surrounded each other with laughter and laughter, calculating the harvest for the day.

Suddenly, a figure came with a sword, broke the window and entered without saying a word, grabbed the handsome woman, stepped on the flying sword and left, leaving only the old man and the white-haired old woman in the room crying and shouting.

The man put his arm around the girl, straightened his sword, and couldn't get within an arrow's reach, a ray of light behind him chased after him, revealing the figure of a man with a square mouth and wide mouth, he was Peng Xian, a casual cultivator.

After parting with He Yuan, he went back to his hometown to rest and recuperate. It was time to go to the market. On a whim, he remembered the scene of going to the market with his father in the early years, so he came to have a look, but unexpectedly, a monk kidnapped a good child.

He hated this matter the most in his life, and since he met him, of course he couldn't ignore it, so he caught up with the man, grabbed his shoulder with one hand, and squeezed the huge spiritual power in his body away.

The man's complexion changed drastically, and the spiritual power in his body was spinning wildly. Against the squeeze of the external spiritual power, he struggled and shouted: "Who is the senior, the junior Mo Yu is acting on the order of the Patriarch."

"Okay! I still wonder who gave you such a boldness to openly rob someone's children. It turned out to be Mo Ziyu." Hearing this, Peng Xian became more angry, his subordinates were merciless, and the spiritual power in his body poured out out.

The man was squeezed by the huge spiritual force, his facial features were distorted, and his bones creaked. After a while, the whites of his eyes turned and he passed out.

Peng Xian's spiritual power enveloped the two of them and fell straight down to the bottom.

The girl was still in shock, she fell straight to the back of the ground and regained her composure, she quickly bowed and kowtowed: "Thank you benefactor for saving me."

"It's a little effort, no thanks, I just can't understand these people."

"Excuse me for your benefactor's name, and I will report it to you in the future." The woman said.

Peng Xian didn't respond anymore, and with a flash of light, he left with the man in his arms. After traveling for about a hundred miles, he came to a mountain forest and threw the man down, making a seal in his hand, and the whole forest was instantly engulfed in flames.

Peng Xian didn't stay any longer after destroying the body and traces, Duan Guang went straight away, returned to his residence, and practiced in seclusion.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, this day Peng Xian sat cross-legged in the room to practice Qi as usual, suddenly, a powerful wave of spiritual power came.

Peng Xian suddenly opened his eyes, turned his hands over, and a black knife rose against the wind, protecting him in front of him.

The stone house collapsed suddenly, only a loud noise was heard, the [-] to [-] feet in size Vajra Voldemort wand struck down in the air, and struck the black knife, the two colors of light intertwined, the light of the black knife shrank suddenly, shaking endlessly.

A tall, broad-shouldered man with gray temples hung in mid-air, looking down at Peng Xian and said, "Your fellow Daoist Peng and my Mo family have no relationship in the past and have no enmity in the past, so why kill my son?"

The person who came was none other than Mo Ziyu, the Patriarch of the Mo family.

Peng Xian snorted coldly and said nothing, his hands formed seals, and a crimson ball about thirty feet in size was condensed in front of him, and he struck towards it.

With a move from Mo Ziyu's hand, the Vajra Pod's wand faced the crimson ball, and under the impact of the two, the crimson ball shook violently, as if it was going to be torn apart.

The crouching wand struck three times in a row, directly smashing the ball and dissipating it into the air.

This wand is a top-grade spiritual weapon, and with Mo Ziyu's late foundation cultivation, how could Peng Xian be his opponent. The moment the ball shattered, he turned into a light and fled to the rear.

Naturally, Mo Ziyu would not let him go like this. The two chased and fled, but they could only travel a few miles.

At this moment, a flash of light came from behind the two of them, and a man wearing a hat and a black robe appeared, flipped his hand, and a black spear shot up against the magic wand , the two phases collided, the rays of light intertwined, and they couldn't stand each other.

"Who is your Excellency? Why do you meddle in our personal grievances?" Mo Ziyu asked in surprise when he saw the reinforcements.

The person who came did not speak a word, and formed seals in his hands. Dozens of golden pillars condensed in mid-air, criss-crossing, forming a huge golden cage that surrounded Mo Ziyu, and countless golden rays shot out, covering a radius of tens of feet. The ground is reflected into a golden ocean.

Mo Ziyu snorted coldly, formed a seal in his hand, and a red circular light curtain condensed to protect him inside.

The black-robed man took this opportunity, and with a move, the black spear returned to his hand.

"Let's go." The man in black robe said, with a flash of light, he fled backwards, followed closely by Peng Xian.

With a touch in Mo Ziyu's hand, the magic wand burst into light, and it hit the golden cage, and the huge golden pillar shattered in an instant.

Mo Ziyu looked at the figures of the two fleeing away, frowned slightly, and did not pursue deeply.

The black-robed man walked with Peng Xian Dunguang for about an hour before stopping at the top of a mountain.

"Who is your Excellency? May I ask your name?" Peng Xian asked, looking at the black-robed man in front of him.

At first he thought that this person was He Yuan, but after a closer look, the two people's figures were very different. This person was unusually burly, nine feet tall, and the black robe draped over his body was also very loose.

"Insignificance is not enough. The reason why I help you is because you are our chosen one. I hope you can join us." The black-robed man said in a thick and rough voice.

"It's you." Peng Xian was startled when he heard this, and suddenly realized.

"You Daoist He must have met you already! I'm his friend." The black-robed man said.

"Are you following me?" Peng Xian had to wonder, this group of people had been following him, otherwise why would they appear in time when he was in danger twice.

"To be precise, we have been paying attention to you, and all the news about you will soon come to us, so we can show up in time to help you."

"Who are you?"

"My identity must be kept secret. I can't tell you yet, but I will know it when you join us."

Peng Xian bowed to him and saluted: "Your Excellency's kindness to save you, I am deeply grateful to you, and I will repay you if you have the opportunity in the future. I am very honored to be loved by your organization. However, I am a loose person and I really can't bear restraint. I have made it clear to Brother He before the festival, I hope it will be tolerant."

The black-robed man said: "We never try to force others to be difficult, and we also believe that one day you will choose to fight side by side with us against this twisted world."

"Twisted world? Do you all think so?"

"Isn't it? The Xuanmen, the Demon Sect, the Chamber of Commerce, the aristocratic family, the demon clan, which one is not bullying the weak, killing wantonly? Treating human life as an ant, treating all living beings as worthless, arbitrarily plundering, and acting recklessly. If not, how could you Mess with the Yuan family and the Mo family."

Peng Xiandao: "It's been like this since ancient times, it's not the ear of today's world."

"So we have to unite and open up a brand new world. At that time, the whole world will no longer be divided into demon sects, Taoist sects, monster races, and human races. All things will be shared by everyone. Everyone will support themselves. are given preferential treatment.”

"Why did you choose me?"

"Because you still have integrity and conscience, otherwise you wouldn't offend a powerful practice family for irrelevant ordinary people. We believe that anyone who still has integrity and conscience would disdain to collude with such a world."

Peng Xian was silent for a while: "Can you tell me the name of your organization?"

"Datong."

"Datong?"

The black-robed man said: "Great harmony in the world, the world is for the public."

"The world is public." Peng Xian muttered to himself.

"Don't you wonder why Mo Ziyu knew that you killed the Mo family's children? How did you find your residence?"

Hearing his question, Peng Xian knew in his heart that he must know the inside story, so he said: "Please enlighten me."

The black-robed man said: "On September [-]th, Mo Gan, a son of the Mo family, was ordered to recruit beautiful and slender women with spiritual roots who have not yet shed their mortal roots in the southern part of Qi State. They will use them to teach the art of acacia and use them as cash cows for the attic."

"On September [-], he came to Fengxian County to kidnap Wu Qiushui, the daughter of the Wu family. Just when you met him, he rescued Wu Qiushui, took Mo Gan to a barren hill a hundred miles away, killed him, and released her. A fire wiped out the corpses."

"You think that there is no proof of death, and the clothes are perfect. In fact, the next day, the Mo family found out that Mo Gan was missing and killed. They sent people to search around Fengxian County, and soon found the burned barren mountain."

"On September [-]th, they approached the local Shuiyun Sect chief and intelligence station here, and asked for help in investigating the matter."

"On September [-]th, they arrested the three members of the Wu family and tortured them to extract a confession. Then they got your portrait and knew that you did it."

"On September [-], the disciples of the intelligence station here found your hiding place."

"On October [-]nd, Mo Ziyu set off in person to ask the crime. I came to help after I got the news."

"So, you are a disciple of Shuiyun Sect?" Peng Xian asked after listening.

Being able to know such detailed information is definitely not something that casual cultivators can do. There must be a big force behind this person, and only Shuiyunzong is the most qualified.

Fengxian County belongs to the southern part of Qi State. Under the control of Shuiyunzong, the Mo family is also a good practice family with Shuiyunzong, and the Mo family asked Shuiyunzong for help in finding out his behavior this time, so Shuiyunzong The relevant disciple must know the ins and outs of the whole matter.

In this case, it makes sense, no wonder they can appear in time every time, it turns out that they are not following themselves, but they have mastered the important news channels of Xuanmen and Demon Sect.

On the surface, this person is a disciple of Shuiyun Sect, but his real identity is actually a member of the Datong organization. He Yuanming is a disciple of the Blood Bone Sect, but in fact he is also a member of the Datong organization.

According to this inference, there may also be members of their organization in other sects in Xingang.

(End of this chapter)