Heavenly Master, I have a different world

Before Jiu Yuanzi died, he trapped the enemy who killed him in the mountains behind Nanli Mountain, and asked Fang Zheng to kill him if he succeeded in his cultivation.

However, Jiu Yuanzi was barely a loose immortal during his lifetime. How could it be common for someone who couldn't even kill him and could only be trapped?

At least he is a top real person!

Fang Zheng was first trapped in the secret realm of Yama, and then was assassinated by Li Yingxuan. Since then, he has been in seclusion to recuperate from his injuries.

So I have never been here.

"It seems that there is God's will in the dark."

Touching his chin, Fang Zheng turned his attention to the village at the foot of the mountain.

Li Yingxuan's aura disappeared strangely. He had to guard against such a method, but it was not easy to act rashly.

You might as well inquire about the news first.

At this time, Yang Meng had sent back the message. As the army from Gu'an County arrived, Bari Menggen took the initiative to retreat.

Everyone stopped and returned.

There is no need to worry about Fang Mansion for the time being.

The most important thing now is to deal with Li Yingxuan. If this woman is not dead, the Fang Mansion will not be truly safe.

"Uh-huh!"

The figure flashed and came to the foot of Nanli Mountain. He raised his head and looked up. Fang Zheng could not help but frown.

"eccentric!"

The formation deployed by Jiu Yuanzi back then was the more common Huayuan Formation.

common,

Doesn't mean not strong.

On the contrary, those who can set up this formation are all formation masters.

This formation is like a cage that can trap opponents and use the power of heaven and earth to refine those inside.

Similar formations are found in every sect and sect.

For example, Xuantian Dao's Demon-Suppressing Prison contains all kinds of extremely evil and powerful people.

Through the formation, you can suppress evil spirits and at the same time refine the essence of these evil spirits for other uses.

The Demon-Suppressing Prison produces hundreds of elixirs every day, and taking them can increase your cultivation level. The root cause is the evil being imprisoned.

The same is true for the Huayuan Formation.

According to Jiu Yuanzi's assumption, this formation will refine the opponent's cultivation, and then he can recover from his injuries.

At least you can get a magic pill and save hundreds of years of hard work.

pity!

He underestimated his opponent's methods. As soon as he set up the formation, he was injured and died.

"It stands to reason that without Jiuyuanzi, the Huayuan Formation would absorb the refined essence between heaven and earth."

"With the help of Jingyuan, this place should not only become a spiritual place, but also full of vitality."

"Now……"

The scene in front of me is the miasma of Nanli Mountain. The grass, vines and tree branches are ferocious, and the mountain wind blows like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Although there is vitality, it is filled with a strong atmosphere of hostility.

There was even a problem with his perception. The heavenly compass was rotating, and there was even a weak warning.

"It seems there is something wrong with the formation."

After pondering for a moment, Fang Zheng walked towards the village.

There should be very few outsiders coming to the village here, but when they saw him coming to Shishi Ranxing, they all looked strangely in their eyes.

How could an outsider come here so late?

"This scholar."

An old man blocked the way and saluted:

"The little old man is the village leader, his surname is Hong. The scholar came here alone, but he wants to find a place to stay?"

"Well..." Fang Zheng looked at the old man, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he replied:

"Exactly."

"I don't know if Hong Cunzheng may be of some convenience, but I'll definitely be grateful."

"Haha..." Hong Cun was stroking his beard and laughing:

"Scholar, you are polite. It is convenient for others and for yourself. We rarely have outsiders come here. When you come, you are a guest."

"Walk!"

He stretched out his hand to signal:

"Come with me. There are a few guests in the village today. It's fate that we meet. We might as well sit together."

"That's fine."

Fang Zheng nodded slowly.

This place is very strange, and the people here seem to be abnormal. They are all living people, but there is a sense of death in their bodies.

This death energy is no longer weak for ordinary people. It is hidden in the physical body, but it does not seem to affect life.

interesting!

Muramasa's house has a courtyard, which is quite large. There is a carriage and several strong horses in front of the door.

"Excuse me!"

After entering the courtyard, Hong Cunzheng cupped his fists and raised his hands:

"I met a scholar when I went out to sell wine. He was a guest, so I invited him to come and sit with me."

There were several people sitting in the living room, including men and women. Most of them were dressed up, except for one woman who was gorgeously dressed.

After everyone heard this, they all looked at Fang Zheng.

There is a lot of scrutiny in the eyes.

One of the middle-aged men with a long sword hanging from his waist spoke in a muffled voice:

"Nanli Mountain is full of miasma, and there are no people on the left and right. It is already dark at this time. How could you appear here?"

"I'm not familiar with the road in life. I arrive by chance." Fang Zheng replied:

"Why are you here?"

"We are government officials from the city." The middle-aged man said:

"Someone reported that several caravans passed through this place and suddenly disappeared a few days ago. We were ordered to investigate."

"Um?"

"Why should I answer you!"

He was slightly stunned, his eyes blurred. As an official, he should have questioned the other party, but instead he honestly explained what he wanted to do.

"I see."

Fang Zheng understood and chose a place to sit down:

"I have a senior who has made a final decision in the back mountain. He came to visit today. However, he has not found the specific location yet. I am afraid he will have to stay here for one night."

"Senior Houshan?" Hong Cunzheng was stunned, his eyes flashing slightly:

"My room here is empty, so I can stay there for as long as I want."

"Come!"

"Let's drink! Eat meat!"

As he said this, he raised his glass.

Fang Zheng nodded, raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.

The others had different expressions. Although they seemed to drink the wine individually, they all used some small tricks.

Except for Fang Zheng, the wine didn't really sink in.

"good."

"The wine is mellow. It's rare for a small village to have such good wine."

Putting down the wine glass, Fang Zheng said:

"If Muramasa wants to make a fortune, he can take this wine recipe to any winery in Fucheng and exchange it for a few hundred taels of silver."

"Just kidding."

Hong Cunzheng's eyes narrowed as he smiled:

"As long as you like it, keep drinking and have a good time!"

"good!"

Everyone was ‘in high spirits’ and ‘drinking’ cup after cup.

…………

night.

Fang Zheng stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, the alcohol on his face had faded, and he was looking towards the courtyard.

"There is indeed a problem."

In his sight, a person quietly opened the door, and black shadows entered silently.

Take a closer look.

These people are all villagers of this village.

Different from the simple kindness they showed during the day, these villagers now had a fierce look in their eyes.

They held weapons in hand, formed a group, and surrounded the 'guest' residence.

"There is poison in the wine, it's in the food, and even the candles are scented."

Hong Cunzheng was holding a machete with a ferocious smile on his face:

"No matter how careful they are, they will inevitably fall victim to the attack. They are just a few low-level government officials in Fucheng, and they should be looking for death."

"Muramasa."

Someone said:

"Where is the scholar who came later?"

"Don't worry about that person yet." Hong Cunzheng waved his hand:

"He ate and drank so much at the banquet that he might have fallen asleep a long time ago and wouldn't be able to wake up even if he was stabbed several times."

"Get the others first, send the men to the back mountains, and keep the women to give birth to their children. After giving birth, they will be sent to the back mountains."

"yes."

Everyone was probably not surprised at all by what Hong Cunzheng said. It was obvious that they had been doing this for a long time.

"The two women who came today are really pretty. Everyone will have their share. I will be behind Muramasa."

"fart!"

"It's my turn."

"shut up."

Hong Cunzheng shouted:

"Do it!"

"superior!"

At the command, a group of villagers with fanatical faces and red eyes armed with weapons rushed towards the guest room.

The next moment.

"Uh-huh!"

"puff!"

"Puff!"

Crossbow arrows shot out from the guest room, and the crossbow arrows intertwined and formed a rain of arrows, instantly nailing the people at the front into a sieve.