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Su Mo held the lightning bolt in his hand while sensing the other party's presence.

The opponent's paper doll manipulation technique is very strange; no matter how many paper dolls are killed here, it will not have the slightest effect on their main body.

Only by finding the opponent's true form can you kill them in one blow.

"Good and evil are opposed, little Taoist priest, are you still considered to be on the righteous path?"

A small paper figure pointed at the corpses scattered on the ground and sneered. Su Mo remained silent.

"As long as I have a clear conscience, whether I am righteous or evil is none of your business to judge!"

A flash of lightning, and the gesturing paper figure vanished instantly!

"Got you!"

The next moment, endless lightning seemed to threaten to destroy the world, and a scream came from the void.

"Just wait, I'll come find you again!"

The voice, filled with resentment, gradually faded into the distance, and Su Mo frowned.

The lightning bolt punch just now had indeed hit the opponent, and he could even see the opponent's soul being annihilated.

However, the annihilated soul was restored in an instant under the protection of some special power.

It was precisely in that moment of distraction that the evil spirit escaped.

"I don't care what kind of evil spirit you are, if you appear before me again, I will kill you all!"

Su Mo muttered to himself.

Su Mo has never believed that there are any immortal people in this world!

There's nothing that a single Lightning Bolt Fist can't solve; if there is, then two will do!

Is the soul immortal?

As long as the output is sufficient, this is nothing but a joke!

After resolving both the initial and final issues, Su Mo returned to the mountain.

The old Taoist priest's leg injury was not serious, and with some healing talismans, he could become almost like a normal person again.

However, the old Taoist priest was unwilling and insisted on amputation.

It was as if some greater calamity would befall them if they didn't have their limbs amputated.

He seemed to have complete faith in the so-called 'fate' he spoke of, which left Shi Jian and his fellow disciples feeling quite helpless.

"Senior brother, have you avenged Master?"

After healing his master, Zheng Zibu looked at Shi Jian with great interest.

The other fellow disciples also looked at Shi Jian.

Even those who have always cultivated their minds and character couldn't help but feel angry at this moment.

At least--

At the very least, the soldier who fired the shot should be taught a lesson he'll never forget!

"Senior brother should have gotten that soldier's birth date and time by now, let me perform a ritual to kill him!"

All eyes were on them.

"What are you saying, Four Eyes? How can we Maoshan use magic to suppress people? But I am quite good at feng shui."

"How about I change the feng shui of their house?"

Lin Fengjiao hesitated for a moment, then her face showed a look of inner conflict.

Changing someone's feng shui to bring misfortune to three generations—wouldn't that be too cruel?

"In my opinion, we should settle scores and avenge our grievances. My master's leg was crippled because of him, so I'll rush into the military camp and cripple his leg too!" Qianhe also chimed in with her opinion.

In an instant, everyone's expressions turned extremely strange as they looked at Chizuru.

"Is something wrong?" Sensing the gazes of her senior and junior brothers, Chizuru was somewhat puzzled.

"It's nothing." Everyone quickly straightened their expressions.

Charge into the military camp?

You're really something else!

Hundreds of guns are pointed at you, do you really think you're a god?!

Su Mo sighed. These junior brothers really hadn't experienced the harsh realities of life!

The most vicious methods I can think of are probably those they're talking about.

Seeing their senior brother sigh, everyone couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

That's true, it's a military camp!

How could the murderer be found so easily?

Silent all night.

The following day, news from Wen County also reached Maoshan.

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Chapter 44 Thirty-Six Thieves? Shi Jian Descends the Mountain! (Please continue reading)

The warlord who had been occupying Wen County was dead, and all the soldiers were charred black, seemingly killed by lightning!

The local people were overjoyed.

After all, these days, what we call an army is really just a bunch of armed people who occupy land as their own.

They certainly didn't treat the people well, especially in Wen County.

You can tell from the reactions of these people.

But at this moment, inside the Maoshan Ancestral Hall, the wisps of incense smoke made the ancestral master appear even more majestic.

Lin Fengjiao and her fellow disciples stood on either side of the ancestral hall, their faces filled with worry.

The old Taoist priest sat high in the main seat, while Shi Jian knelt below the ancestral hall.

That day was the first time the Maoshan disciples had ever seen their master so angry.

He pointed at Shi Jian's nose and cursed him all day long.

From then on, Shi Jian was confined to his home.

Even when it came to picking wild vegetables in the back mountains, it was the junior disciples who did it.

Spring has passed and autumn has come; the peaches of Maoshan have ripened seven times.

Su Mo focused on practicing the Lightning Thunder Fist. Shi Jian himself was already quite talented, and his affinity for thunder magic was extremely compatible with the Lightning Thunder Fist.

Furthermore, since he was not originally a soul of this world, his talent was pushed to a terrifying level.

Zhang Zhiwei of Longhu Mountain can be considered unparalleled throughout history!

His talent ranks among the top three even compared to the Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain throughout history.

Su Mo felt that his talent was even more terrifying than Zhang Zhiwei's.

The lightning had almost completely turned purple, and Su Mo felt that his Lightning Thunder Fist was about to enter the fourth level.

Once you reach that level, aside from that inexplicable fifth level, your strength will be among the top in the human world!

If a comparison had to be made, Su Mo felt that even if celestial beings descended to the mortal realm, he might not be without the power to fight them!

The distinction between humans and gods has never been based on strength.

A few days ago, he had summoned a ghost messenger, who could be considered a Yin spirit, but Su Mo felt that he could crush the other party with one hand!

Of course, whether it's the so-called 'heavenly realm' or 'underworld', there are definitely far more hidden masters there than in the human world.

The foundation built up over millions of years cannot be caught up with in just a few decades.

Therefore, there is no need for these two forces to exist.

Besides these changes, his junior brothers seem to have been spurred on by him, and their cultivation has been progressing very rapidly recently.

The fastest was the second junior brother, Lin Fengjiao.

He completed his apprenticeship four years ago and opened a charitable institution in Renjia Town, hundreds of miles away, to protect the peace of the area!

The second person to complete the apprenticeship is Si Mu, who now specializes in returning the bodies of those who died far from home to their relatives.

......

One by one, the junior disciples graduated, and the name of Maoshan gradually became well-known.

Every time his junior disciples sent messages back, the old Taoist priest would beam with joy.

A year ago, Chizuru and Zheng Zibu, the last two, finally graduated.

Qianhe's strength is actually no weaker than Lin Jiu's; it's just that he and the old Taoist priest suppressed her and prevented her from completing her apprenticeship.

After all, Chizuru was too impulsive!

In such a chaotic world, acting impulsively is clearly not a good thing.

Zheng Zibu, the junior brother, has been studying talismans and has a wide circle of friends.

Although he has never mastered the art, he has occasionally gone down the mountain with friends to look for opportunities or exchange letters over the years.

After their last parting at Longhu Mountain, they quickly developed a very good relationship in just a few days.

If this kid hadn't been trying to thoroughly understand all the talismans of Maoshan, I would have kicked him off the mountain long ago.

From that day on, only he and the old Taoist priest remained in Maoshan.

Although the old Taoist priest was using a cane and his legs were weak, he still walked quite fast!

He often goes down the mountain for no reason, and I don't know what he does.

"You wicked disciple, I'm back! Come and welcome your junior sister!"

On this day, the old Taoist priest returned from the foot of the mountain as usual, but his tone was somewhat cheerful.