A life of meritorious deeds starting from Thunderbolt

More than a month passed in the blink of an eye, and the peaceful and harmonious valley made people escape from the dire straits of China.

"This place is very suitable for seclusion and retirement..." Jun Moxie lay comfortably on the deck chair in the yard, enjoying this rare peaceful time.

"Master, drink tea." On the side, Ah Lian showed off her superb tea skills and served Jun Moxie a cup of hot tea.

"Your injury is not serious, you should cultivate yourself more." Jun Moxie said, holding hot tea in his hand and looking at Ah Lian, who still looked pale.

"Young master, don't worry. As long as Ah Lian doesn't use force, his injuries won't be affected. A few chores won't be a big deal. Besides, if I don't move for a long time, my body will probably get rusty." Ah Lian said with a smile.

"Oh, it's up to you." Jun Moxie shook his head, but Ah Lian is an adult after all, so just let her go.

"I wonder how Lord Wu is doing now..." Ah Lian looked to the horizon and said a little uneasily.

"Don't worry, with Mr. Wu's strength, no one in this Western Wulin can be his opponent. Even the original leaders of the three religions can hardly compete with him together. What's more, the Confucian leader, Saint Master, is now seriously injured."

Jun Moxie put down the empty tea cup and said to Ah Lian.

"Yes, Lord Wu is invincible in the world." Ah Lian filled up the empty tea cup and said with a sad expression, "I don't know if the news of A Ying's death has reached Fan Li."

"...it will be a matter of time." The scene of thousands of Tiandu's subordinates rushing towards the Holy Master and the Old Buddha with fear of death once again appeared in Jun Moxie's mind.

Click! Jun Moxie was startled, and when he looked around, he saw that the tea cup in his hand had been crushed by himself.

At this time, Yu Qingjue walked into the yard carrying a stack of bulging paper bags.

"You're back. How are you? Is there any news?" Jun Moxie saw Yu Qingjue appear and immediately straightened up and asked.

Handing the paper bag in his hand to the servant, Yu Qingjue sat down opposite Jun Moxie, picked up the teacup handed over by Ah Lian, and said: "Good news, in the past month, Wu Jun Luohou has led the Tiandu people

Having swept through the West Wulin Alliance, all forces in the West Wulin have been beaten to pieces, with heavy casualties..."

"Four days ago, the leader of the West Wulin Alliance, Gongsun Mingsheng, was killed by Luo Hou. At the same time, more than a dozen powerful figures and leaders of various sects were killed. The West Wulin Alliance has fallen apart..."

"What about the good news?" Although he heard that Luo Hou's situation was very good, Jun Moxie still felt uneasy.

"In addition to the good news, there is also bad news," Yu Qingjue organized his speech and said again, "In this battle, the Tiandu army led by Luo Hou has traveled thousands of miles, and the entire West Wulin has been severely swept by the flames of war.

, the prosperous world that Tiandu has built in the past thirty years has been destroyed..."

"Now the people in Xiwulin are displaced and refugees are everywhere. This war has destroyed everything." Yu Qingjue said with a heavy face.

"People, alas..." Jun Moxie closed his eyes and sighed.

This is what war is like. This battle between two real power groups has made the entire West Wulin become a victim of this war, and the people at the low end of the world's society are even more important members of the victims.

In this world where personal force is paramount, every martial arts practitioner is a destabilizing factor, and every martial arts practitioner is equivalent to a terrorist hiding a bomb. And those strong warriors are even more dangerous.

intercontinental missiles, and even nuclear weapons.

In this world, it is normal for warriors to kill each other. Ordinary people may be killed at any time by warriors who control the force.

Maybe some warriors with righteous hearts will draw their swords to help when encountering injustice, but that will always be a drop in the bucket and will not last long.

Ordinary people have very little voice. If they want to survive, they can only be loyal to those who can protect their safety and provide benefits to their protectors, such as food.

Over time, the unique political system of the entire land of China emerged. Warriors who controlled the top power in the world stepped onto the social stage. People with extraordinary strength established sects and schools one after another, and even occupied mountains as kings and cities.

Honor.

The annexation and counter-annexation of various forces in the land of China are going on every day. It is difficult for this world to achieve the situation of unification in Jun Moxie's mind. The concept of country is very vague, or there is no concept of country at all. There are only rivers and lakes, and in martial arts

The world of rivers and lakes, the world of pleasure and hatred.

There is no country in the true sense, and what maintains social stability is only the morality and justice in the hearts of the warriors who control the supreme force. So in this world, the Righteous Way appears, a loose alliance that seems to safeguard the interests of the majority of people.

There is no rule of law because there is no force with absolute force that can eliminate all unstable social factors.

Before, Tiandu was in charge of Xiwulin, and all the forces in Xiwulin surrendered to Tiandu. But the real situation is that the relationship between Tiandu and all the forces in Xiwulin is like a suzerain state and a satellite state. Tiandu is responsible for Xiwulin.

To ensure safety, all forces in Xiwulin pay tribute to Tiandu on time. This form is like Tiandu collecting "protection fees" from all forces.

When Jun Moxie realized this, he tried to change everything. He wanted to establish a real Tiandu Dynasty. The formulation of the "Tiandu Law", as well as the establishment of the Department of Law and the Six Gates were all attributed to Jun Moxie.

The actions Moye took to achieve this goal.

Facts have proved that the resistance from all forces in Xiwulin was too fierce, and the implementation of Jun Moxie's plan was not very smooth. What happened later also proved that Tiandu, who controlled the entire Xiwulin, was already a thorn in the side of the ambitious.

, a thorn in the flesh.

However, although Xiwulin has now been pushed back to before liberation, this is also an excellent opportunity to break and stand up again.

If you wait a little longer, the new Tiandu will appear soon!

Terms such as the system of prefectures and counties, ruling the country by law, etc. began to appear in Jun Moxie's mind.

…

Somewhere in Xiwulin, the forest that was originally full of vitality and natural flavor was suddenly enveloped by an astonishing evil aura.

"Successful! The magic sword is forged!" An old man looked excitedly at an emerald-green sword floating in mid-air. The shocking evil energy emanated from it.

Phew! The magic sword was born, and Dao Wuhou who was waiting aside immediately jumped up. When he held the handle of the magic sword, a tyrannical evil force immediately filled his body. At this moment, Dao Wuhou felt that he was already the world's leader.

Invincible!

After a moment, the evil light dissipated, and Dao Wuhou could really see clearly the magic sword in his hand, which was made from the backbone of Xie Tian Yuwu.

The turquoise blade is decorated with gold patterns, exuding a strong evil aura. The blade is curved and sharp, with sudden hooks on the guard. The Miaobi jade embedded in the center of the ring-shaped guard exudes an evil power.

This is an evil sword that combines extreme resentment and demonic power!

Just when Dao Wuhou was caressing the evil sword obsessively, the evil sword suddenly trembled. Dao Wuhou felt a shock of true energy in his body. As soon as he took off his hand, the evil sword immediately fell to the ground.

"Uh!" Dao Wuhou felt the discomfort in his body. His expression changed slightly. It seemed that he would suffer unexpected damage if he used this evil knife.

"Master!" Cang Haiping took a look and immediately asked.

"I'm fine, but it's a pity that this sword has no destiny for me." Dao Wuhou said calmly.

"Then what should we do? Luo Hou can shake the sky. Without this magic sword, I'm afraid there is no chance of winning!" Cang Haiping knew more or less the strength of Dao Wuhou. Although he was already a leader in the martial arts, he was not as good as

I'm afraid Zhiluohou is too different.

"Now the only thing left is to find a capable person who can control this sword." Dao Wuhou's expression changed, and finally he put away the evil sword in a good knife case, and then walked in one direction.

"Do you have a candidate for the sect master?" Cang Haiping asked from behind.

"Yes, I have a good friend who is also a strong man who is good at using swords. I will go find him and you go back and prepare a plan to kill Luo Hou." Dao Wuhou said as he quickly swept towards the horizon.

"yes!"