Nine turns immortal

() Yandang Mountain has a large number of iron-feathered geese nesting here. At a glance, there are jet-black geese flying in the sky everywhere, hence the name.

This mountain belongs to the Zhao Wu Empire. Logically speaking, the entire land of the Zhao Wu Empire is the back garden of the Qingyun Sect, and a large number of casual cultivators will crawl under the Qingyun Sect.

Of course, this is just a theoretical thing. In fact, Qing Yunmen couldn't manage such a large land of the Zhao Wu Empire with great efforts. It was all managed by the royal ministers of the Zhao Wu Empire. After all, it was a mortal country.

In addition to Qingyunmen, a well-known sect of comprehension, there are many casual cultivators in this land. These casual cultivators either come from cultivating families, or people from the Jianghu accidentally obtained the Daoist scriptures of the senior monks, and thus set foot on the path of cultivation. The road, in short, has a shallow inheritance and not much potential, so casual cultivators rarely produce great masters of cultivation.

Yandang Mountain belongs to a rogue cultivator, but the rogue cultivators here are basically bandits, stealing and plundering, murdering and extorting goods is no problem, but in the eyes of true spiritual masters, they are also small troubles and cannot get on the stage.

It was also Wang Qian who went to Black Rock City this time and thought carefully and didn't wear the clothes of Qingyunmen disciples, otherwise he would not have been robbed at all.In order to keep a low profile, he disguised himself as a casual cultivator, so he was targeted by the people of Yandang Mountain.

Wang Gan is also addicted to cheating, because it is too fast to obtain wealth resources, which is much faster than him working hard in the sect to do tasks and then redeeming them with contribution points.

After dealing with Boss Li's gang of robbers, he was a man of evil, and immediately made a plan for himself. He went into Yandang Mountain alone and ransacked all the bandit leaders.

Standing at the foot of Yandang Mountain, Wang Gan also had to sigh. This Yandang Mountain is also a treasure land. Although the spirit is not strong, it is picturesque. The whole mountain rises abruptly, like a wild goose soaring. of mystery.

"It's such a waste of money. Such a good place is now occupied by a group of robbers!"

Wang Gan cursed secretly in his heart, and he began to feel that no wonder when he was in Qingyunmen, whether it was Zhou Qing, Wang Dao, or Li Haoran, when they talked about casual cultivators, they all looked contemptuous and disdainful. not good.

Most casual cultivators do not have a complete inheritance and lack of cultivation resources. If they want to improve their cultivation and set foot on the avenue of longevity, they will inevitably steal by stealth, just like Wang Qian who was robbed when he just left Black Rock City this time.

As a result, the reputation of casual cultivators has been smeared from generation to generation, and even many things that were originally done by sect disciples were finally placed on their heads.

For example, Wang Qian was robbed by people from Yandang Mountain. No matter whether he succeeded or not, this happened. Stealing by stealth is no different from robbers, but because of their different identities, it spread out later, and naturally it was a disciple of a certain sect who was robbed by a certain sect, and then this disciple was a genius. The lair, destroy this evil place in one fell swoop, and then this disciple is doing a chivalrous act of righteousness. This is the power of public opinion.

After all, sect disciples accounted for the majority in the practice world, and this occupied the commanding heights of public opinion. When the publicity spread, sect disciples were much more credible than casual cultivators.

And Wang Gan saw the truth clearly, so he didn't have any scruples about killing people and seizing treasures. His identity itself was an invisible guarantee.

Walking up Yandang Mountain, Wang Qian's shape is like a ghost, and his speed is like lightning. Most people can't even see his shadow clearly.

There are also many casual cultivators patrolling the mountains, most of them are dealing with it, either gathering in twos or threes to gamble, or practicing alone. In short, Wang Gan, a stranger, has not been discovered all the way.

On the peak of Yandang Mountain, there is a large area of ​​magnificent buildings, resplendent and resplendent, many places are made of gold, and exquisite palaces stand on the top of the mountain. When the mountain peak blows, a breath of mortal aura blows out, which makes Wang Qian very uncomfortable. Sigh, this is not a place where practitioners live. These casual cultivators are still in the model of copycat bandits. Their understanding of cultivation is very shallow, which is very different from the disciples of the sect.

In the largest hall on the top of the mountain, a group of people are gathering. Among these people, there are men and women, monks, laymen, demons, and everyone.

In the central yang of the lobby, there was a huge bronze tripod, and the thick meaty smell wafted far away. Before Wang Gan got close, his nose smelled this smell.

"What is this? Eat meat in large pieces, and share gold in large scales?"

He was thinking secretly, while lightly moving his hands and feet, like a puff of green smoke falling on the roof of the hall in the blink of an eye, what he was stepping on was pure red gold, shining brilliance, slippery and steadfast, if he hadn't been successful in cultivation, he might even have fallen from the roof of the hall. Slide the top down.

He has already learned from Boss Li that the leader of Yandang Mountain is a man named Ji Shixiong, whose cultivation has reached the early stage of foundation establishment, and who practices Buddhist dharma protection skills. He is burly, powerful, and invulnerable.

Wang Gan didn't go in directly, but was very careful, and his vast spiritual consciousness penetrated into the hall in a pervasive way.

In the main hall at this time, Ji Shixiong was sitting on the throne, and the first two rows of high-backed chairs were neatly arranged, and the high-level people from Yandang Mountain sat on them.

A group of women dressed in light veils are dancing in the middle of the yang. The graceful and moving figure, the bumps and convexities, are faintly visible, giving people a feeling of prostitution and temptation.

However, although the postures of these dancers are beautiful, their expressions are numb and their eyes are empty, they don't look like living people at all. Some of them have red eyes, pear blossoms with rain, very pitiful.

"Hmph, bitch, you'll cry and cry every time you dance, you don't have the slightest sense of beauty, what a disappointment!"

Ji Shixiong, a big man, sat upright on the golden throne, with his big copper bell eyes emitting a fierce light, staring fixedly at the dancers team in the middle of the main hall.

"Hey, big brother, these women are not those wandering prostitutes, they are all the ladies of the Zhaowu Empire, daughters of princes and ministers, usually they are the characters who are well-clothed and pampered." Ah, dancing for us now, to be able to reach this point, is already well-trained!"

A young scholar, with a folding fan in his hand, was embroidered with a picture of a lady. A smile appeared on his soft face, but a pair of eyes revealed a green light, and he felt cold when he looked at him.

He is the military counselor of Yandang Mountain, and he is called Hongyan Scholar. In Boss Li's impression, this person is even more ferocious than Ji Shixiong, and he is an extremely terrifying and dangerous person. Although his cultivation is only at the level of innate Dzogchen, he has profound wisdom , sinister and sinister, I don't know how many people have been repaired by him to a horrible degree.

While the confidante was explaining to Ji Shixiong, her peach blossom eyes lingered endlessly on the woman in the arena.

"Haha, big brother, we have actually done a few big cases recently. The disciples of Qingyunmen have gone deep into the ground to experience, which has provided us with a lot of opportunities. These disciples are all very rich. We Yandang Mountain recently The treasury is full, which is really satisfying!"

A rough man was laughing loudly, stretched out his hand to fish, and a woman was caught by him, and began to ruthlessly ravage her. The woman's eyes were full of tears, but she didn't dare to cry out. She was extremely miserable.

"Old Five is right. Some loose cultivators have come to contact us in the past few days. Everyone organized to intercept the disciples of Qingyun Sect and obtain cultivation resources. After the underground Nether tribe has calmed down, our casual cultivators will have to deal with it a lot." Made a fortune!"

The robbers on the big chairs with high backs laughed ferociously one by one, and the women who were dancing in the middle of the hall immediately suffered, and all began to experience horrific ravages.

Ji Shixiong watched his gang of brothers wantonly attacking these noble women in the mortal kingdom, and the light in his eyes became more excited.

With a long laugh, he stepped forward with a loud thump, and he stamped out footprints on the gold-paved ground. It seemed clumsy, but mighty and domineering. In the blink of an eye, he came to a dancing girl like a chicken. Grabbed one and threw it directly into the bronze cauldron.

He opened his mouth to spit out, a golden air flow rushed into the cauldron, and the smell of meat became more intense in the blink of an eye.

After a few breaths, he stretched out his hand to fish it out, and he grabbed the woman out. She looked lifelike, crystal clear, and her skin was like jade, but she had already been cooked.

He tugged casually and began to chew.

Seeing this, other people acted as if nothing had happened, obviously it was commonplace.

These people reveled and celebrated here, but they didn't know that Wang Gan could see everything clearly.

"Beast, so cruel, even more cruel than demon practitioners, you deserve to die, you deserve to be killed. Although I, Wang Gan, is not a good person, now I have to raise my butcher knife and do justice for the heavens!"

Wang Qian thought he couldn't tolerate this kind of scene. His Dao heart was firm and he could do anything for the sake of cultivation, but these bandits were so careless about human life, they used mortals to play with them, and even cooked them directly. They were no longer human. None of them are so cruel.

Wang Gan became angry, and the murderous intent in his chest radiated out. He couldn't suppress it, and he didn't want to suppress it, because the slaughter of these people was completely out of his heart. Only the depths of the pupils began to glow with scarlet light.

bump!

As soon as he stomped down, he stepped on a hole in the roof of the hall, and the next moment, Wang Qian was already standing in the middle of the hall.

The incident happened suddenly, and no one could react. Ji Shixiong was drooling with oil, devouring the cooked woman, when suddenly a big hole was punched in the roof of his own hall, and a young man in white appeared in his sight among.