Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 601 Firearms
The world in southern Xinjiang has ushered in another severe drought that has affected the whole country. Trillions of people knelt down under the scorching sun to pray for rain. Sometimes some people fainted and fell to the ground due to dehydration.

But even when it got dark, there wasn't even a drop of rain falling from the sky.

The drought lasted for several months and the crops failed.

The grass roots and bark of trees have all been foraged, and the refugees have been carried along the road. The fields are full of hungry corpses, and the dead are lying on their pillows.

There is no crops for thousands of miles in the red land, people are starving and eating each other, wars are raging, and the world is in chaos.

The same was true for the Wei State under the Qingxia Sect.

One day, on a small road outside a remote village called Hongyan Village under the jurisdiction of Yuanshan County in the Wei State, several men and women dressed as people from the world were walking slowly in the dust. There were five people on this trip, three middle-aged men, one woman, and a younger-looking girl.

The leading middle-aged man among them looked at the scattered shabby huts in front of him with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

After scanning around with his spiritual mind, he nodded lightly and said slowly: "It seems that I found the right place. There is a tiled house three miles ahead. This place is about five feet deep from the ground. There is a place that can be avoided." My investigation. If it weren’t for Lu’s tricks, I really wouldn’t have been able to find out, fellow disciples, it seems that those evil people are hiding here.”

As soon as he said these words, the woman who came with him sighed softly, seeming to feel much more relaxed.

She just heard her smile and say: "Senior brother, now that we have discovered it, we will take action. We will complete the task early so that we can report to the sect."

Hearing this, the leading middle-aged man nodded and said: "Leave no one behind!"

Upon hearing this, the younger-looking girl frowned slightly and asked, "Senior Brother Lu, God is kind and the villagers here are innocent, so please spare their lives."

"Junior sister Cao, I'm sorry that senior brother can't agree. The sect has repeatedly told us that all places in the secular world where firearms are secretly hidden will be slaughtered without leaving any survivors, and not even a word can be left behind, so as not to resurrect the ashes!" Lu Wenzheng shook his head slightly. .

After saying that, he waved his hand lightly and ordered: "Junior Brother Lu, Junior Brother Chen, take action!"

As soon as he said these words, the two middle-aged people beside him suddenly disappeared on the spot, like ghosts. In less than a moment of drinking tea, they killed all the remaining twenty-three households in the village.

Seeing this, the female cultivator from the Cao family showed a look of intolerance, but she did not forcibly stop her fellow disciples from performing their tasks.

After doing this, the group walked unhurriedly towards the only tile-roofed house in the village.

When he arrived at the door, Lu Wenzheng stepped forward, knocked twice, and asked slowly: "Fellow Taoists inside, there is no need to struggle needlessly. Please open the door!"

More than ten breaths later, amidst the creaking sound, a middle-aged monk in linen with a worn-out look opened the door and said slowly: "You senior fellows of the Qingxia Sect, if you don't find this place despicable, please come in!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Seeing this, everyone stepped over the low wooden threshold and walked in.

There are not many furnishings in the small courtyard. There is a wooden frame in the corner of the courtyard, and some gray hay is drying on the old bamboo sieve on the frame.

Under the eaves were several low split elm stools and a square table.

There was only a stoneware kettle and a few broken earthenware bowls on the table.

The middle-aged monk in linen clothes grabbed a handful of hay and put it into the kettle. He used a little magic to make the water boil. Then he poured the gray-yellow tea in the pot into the bowl.

"Why bother?" Lu Wenzheng sighed softly.

Hearing this, the linen monk pushed down the pottery bowl and said calmly: "Seniors, if you are not in a hurry to kill Ren, why not drink a cup of tea first. This place is remote, and there is only this crude tea. It’s strange! In this drought year, it’s a good thing that you and I can have a drink. It’s a shame that those villagers died because of me even though they were not killed by me!”

"Based on your cultivation in the later stage of Qi refining, if you don't intend to practice in the future, your glory and wealth will be like a part of your body, and no one else can take it away. Why do you need to study firearms in private?" Lu Wenzheng said slowly.

As he spoke, he walked forward, squatted down, and sat on a low stool, looking at the middle-aged casual cultivator who looked like a farmer opposite him.

Then he gestured and said slowly: "Junior brothers and sisters, search!"

As soon as these words were said, middle-aged monks named Nalu and Chen and a woman rushed into the house, put everything into a storage bag, and then used the Five Elements Earth Escape method to sneak into the ground and hide each other for many years. All the research stuff was confiscated.

Upon seeing this scene, the middle-aged monk in gray clothes sighed: "Are you really so afraid of firearms? The fire cannons currently being developed cannot even penetrate the magic shield of a mere Qi Refining monk of mine, and what's more? How can it threaten you, the foundation-building seniors, let alone those above you, Master Jin Dan and Master Nascent Soul?"

"Although there is no threat at the moment, we can't let it sprout!" Lu Wenzheng shook his head slightly.

As he spoke, he picked up the pottery bowl, looked at the turbid tea in the bowl, frowned slightly, put it down again, and then looked at the other party with confusion.

Seeing this, the middle-aged monk in gray said with a smile: "Why, are you still afraid that Ren has poisoned the water, or are you not used to drinking this?"

"All of them." Lu Wenzheng nodded lightly.

"Senior, be careful." The middle-aged monk in gray said slowly.

Hearing this, Lu Wenzheng sighed softly: "Do you know the consequences of breaking the taboo? This matter cannot be settled by your death. Even after Qin dies, the sect will use the soul-searching technique to search for the people involved. And all the members of your clan, above and below, will be removed.”

"Cut the grass and root out the roots. Isn't this the consistent style of your Qingxia Sect? No, the same is true for the Hehuan Sect and Yunfu Sect. Your three sects have always been in the same breath on this matter, venting their anger out of the same nostril." The middle-aged man in gray clothes. The monk smiled.

After his laughter became more bitter, he sighed: "It's a pity that Ren is 73 this year, Gao Tang has been dead for many years, and I don't have a son or a half, so I am the only one left in the whole family. As for Haven’t the three fellow Taoists who have joined this path fallen into the hands of your Qingxia Sect Law Enforcement Hall over the years?”

After saying this, he was not afraid of the heat and drank the turbid tea in the bowl in one gulp.

However, Lu Wenzheng said slowly: "Guangling Island is under the rule of Yunfu Sect."

As soon as these words were spoken, the middle-aged monk in gray became agitated and accidentally crushed the pottery bowl.

Then he took a deep breath and asked, "Is there anyone left alive?"

"My three sons, one daughter, and 17 grandchildren have already taken the first step. They will wait for your reunion on Huangquan Road. Don't worry!" Lu Wenzheng said.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged monk in gray gave a bitter smile: "You, Qingxia Sect, are really powerful." As he spoke, he looked up at the female cultivator from the Cao family standing behind Lu Wenzheng and asked, "How dare you I asked the girl where she came from, is she from the secular world, or is she from a wealthy family of practitioners? "

"A descendant of the Cao family in Tailing Mountain, Qingxia Sect!" Cao Guichang said slowly.

Hearing this, the middle-aged monk in gray suddenly said: "It turns out that this is the Tailing Cao family that has been inherited for nearly two thousand years. Ren is disrespectful! I heard that the noble ancestors also came from the world, but why did they forget their roots?"

"Fellow Taoist Ren, be careful! If you say more here, Lu will have no choice but to take action!" Lu Wenzheng said slowly.

Ancestor Xuanhong is a cultivator who transforms into gods, and he is also the leader of the human race in the Western Wilderness today. How can he let a Qi Refining casual cultivator comment casually, even if it is unintentional!

"It seems that Senior Cao has a very high status. Ren made a mistake!" The middle-aged monk in gray bowed slightly.

Speaking of this, he turned to ask: "It's just that this remote mountain county of Wei State is the land of the Cao family. Why did Miss Cao just watch the people under her rule die of thirst and starvation? She is too hard-hearted." Bar?"

Upon hearing this, Cao Guichang fell silent.

When Lu Wenzheng saw this, he said slowly: "If it is not destroyed, it will not be established! It can take three to five hundred years in a short time, or eighteen hundred years in a long time. The interests of all parties in these secular dynasties are intertwined, and they must be disrupted and reorganized to stir up the turbid and clear up. Such a sign. Billions of people must have a chance to breathe.”

"It will take decades of peace again, and then the rich and powerful families will come back, enslave the people, and make people's livelihood difficult. When they can no longer survive, they will start another uprising? But you, the wealthy cultivators, are still standing high. In the end, you are treating the symptoms but not the root cause. Some people are pretending to be cousins ​​and want to build a memorial arch!" The middle-aged monk in gray had a look of disdain on his face.

Hearing this, Lu Wenzheng did not get angry, but shook his head slightly: "Our cultivating family has its own sect to restrain it!"

"But isn't the root cause of these Yuanying sects? The firearms may be improved, and in the future, ordinary people may also be able to control the monks. Only by balancing each other can we be safe! Is it possible that your sect is so afraid of firearms? In the vast history, has any mortal ever threatened a monk with this?" the middle-aged monk in gray sighed.

"Lu is just a foundation-building cultivator. He only obeys orders to be punished. How do you know what happened? The more you know about some things, the faster you die sometimes. Lu doesn't want to break the pot and ask for the truth." Lu Wenzheng said slowly. said the voice.

"Senior really knows how to protect oneself wisely!" The middle-aged monk in gray clothes said with a smile.

As he spoke, he asked in confusion: "Two seniors, there is something really strange about Ren!"

"Would you like to hear it?" Lu Wenzheng asked slowly.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man frowned slightly and said: "I heard that the land occupied by your sect, from the Wu Nian Sea in the Western Region to the secular Wei Kingdom in the southern border, is more than a million miles long and more than 100,000 miles wide, including the blessed land of Lingshan There is so much, there should be plenty of fertile land, right?”

"Of course there is no shortage!" Cao Guichang nodded lightly.

Ever since she could remember, she had been in the Tailing Mountains, and the rivers and mountains within a thousand miles under her control were all the property of the Cao family. Except for those spiritual mountains of Qunzhen, Qianjian and other levels, most of them are spiritual places. There are countless spiritual fields used for farming, and the spiritual rice produced every year can be piled up. Mountain.

"So why not use the output to help the victims?" asked the middle-aged monk in gray.

Speaking of this, he suddenly came back to his senses and said with a wry smile: "I am naive, this severe drought has almost spread throughout the entire southern Xinjiang world. If it is a natural disaster, it is too far-fetched. I am afraid it is a man-made disaster. ?”

"So what if it is, so what if it's not?" Lu Wenzheng said unhurriedly.

"Yeah, it doesn't matter. I can't see it anyway. But it saves you trouble. You drive all the people with natural disasters and wars are everywhere. In this troubled world, you also collect books. I'm afraid it's not just these few books in Ren's hand. Firearms Record, other ways of people's livelihood must be included. Even if the world is peaceful in the future, it will still be under your control. It was like this in the past, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future!" said the middle-aged monk in gray pessimistically.

While he was speaking, middle-aged monks named Na Lu and Chen and a woman appeared behind Lu Wenzheng again.

"Senior Brother Lu, everything has been recovered. We have checked it over and over again, and there is nothing missing!" the elderly monk from the Lu family said in a deep voice.

"This Taoist friend has a good chance to collect so many Hidden Spirit Stones and avoid our detection! If you sell these things, you can at least exchange them for two Foundation Establishment Pills, so why bother now? Or just a Qi Refining cultivator?" The elderly cultivator in the Chen family shook his head.

Hearing this, Lu Wenzheng said slowly: "Fellow Taoist Ren, please come with us. You may still be able to survive when you get to the sect!"

"I hope you will feel compassion and allow me to live this remaining life?" The middle-aged monk in gray clothes said with a smile.

Having said this, he suddenly coughed violently, turned his head and spat out a mouthful of black blood on the ground.

"Fellow Taoist is really strong!" Lu Wenzheng couldn't help but admire.

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged monk in gray wiped the blood from his mouth and said in a depressed tone: "It's too late. If I fall into your hands, I'm afraid I won't even be able to survive as a ghost." It’s better to die!”

As he spoke, his eyelids lowered and lowered, his whole body began to stagger, and then he fell to the ground. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he no longer had any regrets.

After confirming that the other person's life was cut off, Lu Wenzheng stretched out his hand and grabbed the storage bag on the person's waist.

Then he used a bit of magic power to put away the man's body.

The Qingxia Sect monopolizes many industries under its rule, and naturally this storage bag is among them.

Even if the casual cultivator has mastered a certain method of forging weapons, the main material of the storage bag, the fur on the inner belly of the swallowing tiger, is rarely seen in the outside world.

After all, such monsters are kept in captivity by the Chen family of the Qingxia Sect, and are controlled by the Qingxia Sect. Every piece of fur can be traced back to its whereabouts.

As for the storage bag made of this, the pattern of the weapon patterns in it seems normal, but the Law Enforcement Hall has mastered a specific tracking method and can detect some traces.

Previously, the Qi Refining casual cultivator surrounded the tile-roofed house with hidden spirit stones and buried them deep in the ground, avoiding the detection of Lu Wenzheng and other late-stage foundation-building cultivators.

As soon as the casual cultivator died, Lu Wenzheng and others walked out of the tile-roofed house, then waved their sleeves, and several fireballs the size of human heads shot forward, watching the place burn to ashes with their own eyes.

After finishing this matter, the group of people slowly left Hongyan Village.

"Senior Brother Lu, you are showing mercy. You should not let this person commit suicide. How should I explain this matter to the palace master?" The middle-aged man surnamed Chen sighed.

"Junior Brother Chen, I will take the responsibility for this. You don't need to worry!" Lu Wenzheng said slowly.

(End of this chapter)