Beiyin Great Sage

Zhou Yi's residence is located in the west of the city. Standing on the high roof, you can see a towering city wall surrounding the entire Kunshan City.

The towering gate tower and armored soldiers will give people a sense of security.

now.

On the narrow city wall, at some point, groups of bandits wearing yellow clothes and green scarves appeared, chasing and killing the imperial soldiers.

The soldiers guarding the city panicked and some even jumped off the city wall.

Even the skin-refining warriors might not be able to bear this height. They screamed and wailed for a while. Fortunately, they survived.

The people on the city wall were surrounded by the yellow ant army and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye without making any sound.

The yellow ant army, which looks like ants, attacks from all directions, climbs the city wall, opens the city gate, and faint cheers can be heard at the north gate.

The city is broken!

The army was defeated like a mountain.

The defenders in the city collapsed completely. Even Zhou Yi, who was not familiar with the art of war, could see that the collapse of the defenders was unbearable to watch.

Elite soldiers?

It’s just a joke!

Whose elite soldiers have so many old, young, sick and disabled, so they are so vulnerable to a bandit army composed mostly of refugees.

At this time, the city was already in chaos, and there were even more shouts and shouts.

"The city is broken!"

"The city is broken!"

"The Yellow Ant Army gentlemen have entered the city!"

Some of the voices were panicked and overwhelmed, and some were actually filled with excitement. What's more, a yellow scarf was even hung in front of the door.

"crazy!"

Looking around, all kinds of people came into view. Zhou Yi had a complicated expression, shook his head slightly, and then jumped off the roof for a final inspection.

The city's defeat is a foregone conclusion, how to survive the next few days is the key.

A moment of effort.

There are no pedestrians on the street. Every house is closed and the doors and windows are locked. The cold wind blows across the earth, and the fallen leaves rise and fall.

It is very similar to the fate of the people in Kunshan City, with no solution.

…………

Underground darkroom.

Name: Zhou Yi

Age: twenty-one

Cultivation: Marrow Refining (5/100)

Dingyang pile: Dacheng (22/100)

Pure Yang Iron Cloth Shirt: Mastery (37/100)

Heavenly Buddha's Hand: Mastery (89/100)

Thirteen Postures of Chasing the Wind: Perfection.

The strength of the sword is increased by 9%, the speed of the sword is increased by 20%, and the sword skill comprehension is increased by 10% (the sword skill comprehension of the same type is doubled).

Land Soaring Technique: Perfection.

Running speed on flat land is increased by 9%, tossing and turning, body agility increased by 7%, distance jumping and height climbing increased by 6%.

Mountain Climbing: Perfect (mountain climbing movement speed increased by 5%, complex mountain terrain weakened body skills by 5%.)

"call……"

The breath is like a sword, curling away.

Zhou Yi opened his eyes, thoughtfully.

"It took less than a year to refine the skin, and it took more than two years to refine the internal organs. I thought it would take at least five years to complete the marrow refinement, but now it seems that this is not necessary."

"The Dingyang Stake in the Dacheng realm is incredibly powerful at transporting Qi and blood. The time required to successfully refine the marrow may not be any slower than refining the internal organs."

"By then, I will only be twenty-three years old."

"enough!"

As long as the Lin family and other top wealthy families in the world are not included, those who have cultivated Zhenqi at the age of twenty-three will be regarded as young talents in any sect.

Not to mention innate.

After the age of fifty or sixty, when the true energy is fully developed, there should be no problem.

"Dong dong..."

"Open the door, open the door quickly!"

The sound of shouting came along the vents of the dark room. Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows and remained unmoved.

"If you don't open the door, don't blame us for being rude!"

"grass!"

"Knock it out of the way for me, don't let me find out there's someone living inside, otherwise I won't be able to taste what I can do, and I won't be able to breathe my last breath."

"Bang..."

Accompanied by a loud noise, even if you were underground, you could feel a slight tremor, and then a series of footsteps came from above.

"Second Master, this courtyard is full of weeds. No one has lived in it for I don't know how long. No wonder no one said anything just now."

"Search!"

The voice sounded:

"Search carefully for me and take away everything you can."

"yes!"

Immediately afterwards.

The sounds of pots and basins being thrown, chairs and stools being moved, and walls being kicked were heard in sequence, occasionally mixed with some curses and curses, and it took a long time to stop.

The stone mill above did not attract attention.

Ground.

"Why!"

With a slight sigh, Zhou Yi closed his eyes again and silently moved the Dingyang stake, out of sight and out of mind.

The bandit army is also an army, and they will not be aimless and drift with the crowd like the refugees. They are divided into areas and cooperate to search for the people in the city.

These people in yellow clothes and green scarves went from house to house knocking on doors, asking for property, and even went in to rummage through boxes and cabinets.

According to the news that Zhou Yi occasionally came out to inquire about, he rarely heard of hurting people.

But the scary thing is.

Asking for money is not just once, but round after round, one after another, until people feel desperate.

"What are they going to do?"

As night fell, in a dark room, several people whispered about their experiences in the past few days:

"What's the point of plundering the poor? Besides, if the poor are squeezed out, they won't have much money. If you want money, you should go to a big family in the city!"

"If this continues, I can't hold on anymore!"

"You said..." Someone said cautiously:

"Will the Yellow Ant Army massacre the city?"

"Impossible!" a voice said:

"If they were to massacre the city, these bandits would have already started. It's been two days, how can they show they want to massacre the city?"

"Not bad."

Several people nodded.

"But I heard..." There are still people who are worried:

"After the yellow ant army breaks the city, there is a high probability that it will massacre the city. Just in case..."

"Nothing unexpected!"

"We have Immortal Lin here. He is not around now so Wu Tiantong can become arrogant. If he were here, Kunshan City would not be broken at all."

"That's right, as long as Wu Tiantong doesn't go crazy and want to die, he will definitely not massacre the city, and Immortal Lin will definitely not let him go by then!"

"It's extreme, it's extreme."

"That's right." Someone changed the topic:

"I heard that Old Wu, who lives on the street, joined the bandit army and reported to Zhang Fuhu. I heard that the bandits plundered nearly one thousand taels of silver from Zhang Fuhu's house!"

"You're really rich, but isn't Old Wu a long-term employee of the wealthy Zhang family?"

"It's the long-term workers who harbor resentment."

…

roof.

Zhou Yi stopped lying on the bricks and his eyes flickered.

Judging from the situation in the past two days, although the Yellow Ant Army continued to loot, there were not many murders, and the mentality of the people in the city was relatively stable.

but……

He was a liberal arts student on Earth. He was familiar with ancient documents and knew the steps to massacre a city. He would never let down his guard because of this.

massacre,

They rarely start killing after breaking the city.

Instead, they first plunder, then squeeze, and finally kill like crazy when they are about to leave. This is both a kind of catharsis and a kind of revenge.

I don’t know what the yellow ant army is planning to do.

In the time after the city was broken, every incense stick was extremely difficult to bear.

In a blink of an eye.

Five days after the city was broken.

A raging fire began to burn in the area where Zhou Yi was, and panicked people fled from their houses one by one, only to be greeted by the light of the hob.

"kill!"

The bandit leader, who was wearing heavy armor and had a ferocious face, cut a man in half with a knife and said with a ferocious smile:

"Kill all the men, take any women you want, the general has an order not to leave any alive!"

"kill!"

"Kill!"

The cry of killing seemed to spread from the east end, mixed with the raging fire. Corpses fell to the ground one after another, and blood dripped all over the ground.

Men, women, women and children, young and old...

One person ran out of the house in a hurry and was pushed against the wall by two bandits. One of them had blood splattering on his face, his eyes wide open and he roared:

"Do you have any money?"

"Take money to buy your life!"

"I..." The man looked horrified:

"I have no money."

"puff!"

The long knife swung down and the head fell to the ground.

"Brother, there is a woman in the yard!"

"good!"

"No……"

…

"I have money, I have money!" A man knelt down on the ground, hurriedly took out his money bag, held his head high and handed it to the bandits:

"It's all...all here."

"Bring it!"

One person grabbed the money bag, opened it and grinned:

"A dozen taels of silver makes you a rich man. Unfortunately, what I hate the most is rich people."

"puff!"

The spear penetrated directly through the throat, and the body was pushed into the fire behind.

…

"ah!"

A baby screamed, then stopped suddenly.

The woman's scream was hoarse, and her tattered body was left in the street casually, with blood mixed with stench flowing out from under her body.

Several members of the family hugged each other in the raging fire, looking at the bandits walking by outside with despair on their faces, and then the roof beams above collapsed.

Hell on earth, nothing more than that.

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Red Lotus Residence.

Liu Xinran wore a gauze mask and looked through the files in front of her.

"He Dong took in a total of twenty-five adopted sons and daughters, most of whom are dead, and those who are still alive are not treated favorably."

"Except for a few close associates around him, no one knows that he knows martial arts and is not weak at all."

A woman in red stood aside and said:

"The things on him are extremely important to the Holy Cult. We have already investigated most of them, but unfortunately we still haven't got any clues."

"Um."

Liu Xinran nodded:

"Then where?"

"There is no more." The woman in red said coldly:

"Kunshan City is not another place after all. The Lin family is so powerful that it is difficult for even us to penetrate, so progress is slow."

"Except for the people around He Dong, they are the ones who killed He Dong."

"pity……"

"The clues come to you, but they are also interrupted."

"Well..." Liu Xinran nodded silently. A name in her sight caught her attention, and she subconsciously picked it up:

"Zhou Yi?"

"Not bad." The woman in red nodded:

"He is also one of the suspicious people."

"On the night of He Dong's accident, some people planned to attack him, but no one knew what happened and they all disappeared."

"He Dong, is also dead."

"It can't be him." Liu Xinran shook his head:

"A few years ago, Zhou Yi had just been refining his skin, and his martial arts skills were sparse. It was impossible to deal with so many people silently, let alone He Dong."

"really."

The woman in red lowered her eyebrows to hide her murderous intent:

"However, his cultivation progress was unexpected. He has now refined his internal organs, and it is said that he has a very good relationship with Liu Mengyan."

"right."

Liu Xinran nodded, her movements suddenly stiffened.

But she suddenly remembered that she had doubted Zhou Yi, and Zhou Yi's strength seemed... not as weak as she thought.

"Miss Liu." The woman in red looked sideways:

"What's wrong?"

"No." Liu Xinran's eyes flashed and she shook her head slightly:

"nothing."

"It's definitely not him."

Regardless of whether it was true or not, the other party was the savior of her siblings. She had no intention of betraying Zhou Yi, not to mention there was no evidence.

"Yeah?"

The woman in red's eyes flickered and she found an excuse to turn around and leave.

Another room.

The woman in red stopped someone.

"Zhang Guan, I remember that your father Zhang Xian died because of Zhou Yi?"

The man was squatting in the corner and drinking. When he heard this, his movements froze and he slowly raised his head. His eyes showed strong hatred and murderous intent:

"What do you want to do?"

"My brother might have been killed by him." Hong Xiao said:

"The expression on Liu's face just now was unnatural. I suspect that He Dong's death was also related to him. This time I will take action to deal with him."

"Do you have any ideas?"

"Of course." Zhang Guan, who smelled of alcohol, shook his body and stood up. He burped first and then said:

"But I'm not strong, so why don't you do it?"

"You have money." Hong Xiao said in a cold voice:

"Money can bring magic. As long as you are willing to pay, I can help you find a master to take revenge. Now that Kunshan City is in chaos, the Lin family has too much to take care of themselves. If you almost miss it, it will be gone."

Zhang Guan's body trembled, and he nodded slowly after a long time:

"Done!"

"Peng!"

The wine bottle in his hand shattered to the ground.