I am your natural enemy

The few words recorded in the book are far less tragic than the actual situation. Wen Yan experienced it firsthand this time.

The moment he came over, he saw the soldiers on both sides fighting fiercely, and the demons were rampant around them. They were like surrounding the dining table, watching the food in the bowl fighting each other as a pre-dinner entertainment.

Wen Yan couldn't help it, and the moment his Yang Qi burst out, he killed the evil ghosts here first.

To be honest, except for the door of his house, he really hadn't seen so many evil ghosts in other places. In a smaller county, if all the cases in a year were added together, there might not be so many evil ghosts.

Some evil ghosts obviously have the characteristics of monsters.

Wen Yan understood more and more why Master Zhang swept the world of demons for a decade in a rage.

Maybe the initial breath hadn't been vented yet, and the new breath came again, and finally he simply continued, and it lasted for a decade.

Before the old Zhu family, the extent of the demons dancing wildly was beyond Wen Yan's imagination.

It is difficult for people to imagine something they have never seen or have no prototype basis.

Wen Yan still remembers that when he was a teenager and started to help with the funeral team, he actually always thought that people drank tap water or wells.

Until one time, he went to the mountainous area of ​​Guanzhong County and realized that the terrain there was too high and it was still the Loess Plateau. It was not necessarily possible to dig out water even if you dug a well. Every household there had a large yard because it relied on this to collect rainwater into the water cellar, and the water they drank was the water in the water cellar.

It was not until later that the mountainous area had tap water to every household. Wen Yan could see pipes wrapped with insulation on the road. Just by looking at it, he knew that it must be a blood loss. Not to mention recovering the cost, whether it could cover the maintenance cost was another question.

Living in the city since childhood, Wen Yan could not imagine the life of people in the arid mountainous areas out of thin air.

Living in a peaceful era, he could not imagine what a serious group of demons dancing in chaos would look like.

At least in all the information about the Lieyang Department that he has seen so far, even in the era when the Lieyang Department was just established, the criminal suspects and aliens were not so rampant as before.

Wen Yan, holding the Chunjun mace, gave up the idea of ​​searching slowly and intervened violently.

He looked around, and the overly hot yang energy around him had already taken shape as flames, and the power of the heart fire was mixed in it, spreading to the surroundings wave after wave.

One by one, the evil ghosts wailed in the flames and fled madly. The black birds gathered in the sky were only hit once, and then they fell down in a pile. The rest wished that their parents would give them another pair of wings, and their wings were almost broken.

Wen Yan stepped on the corpse of an evil ghost and walked step by step towards an evil ghost sitting on the edge. The evil ghost sat there, as if watching a pre-dinner show. Its body was a circle larger than other evil ghosts, its body was green, its cheeks were red, and some of the souls it swallowed could be seen struggling and wailing in its belly.

Seeing Wen Yan's blazing Yang Qi, this guy was ignited by Yang Qi all over his body, but he still didn't run away. Instead, he stood up with a grim smile, bearing the Yang Qi and flames all over his body.

"Warrior? It's rare to see a warrior with such strong Yang Qi. I think it must be very chewy. Tell me, which family raised you as a warrior? Where is your Taoist priest?"

The evil ghost stared and kept looking around. He saw Ye Er in the distance. After a careful look, he didn't feel that Ye Er looked like a Taoist priest.

Wen Yan was speechless. In this era, warriors have not yet developed. Their status is very low, and the gap in strength is also large. It is a bit one-sided to say that they are martial artists such as gatekeepers and guards, but the difference is not too much.

"Don't look at it. Without the Taoist priest, do you expect Zhang Zhenren to do it yourself?"

This evil ghost looks fierce, but before doing anything, he knows to check which hall he is from. If Wen Yan says that he is from Wudang, he will definitely turn around and run away.

Recently, you can't mess with Wudang people. If you mess with Wudang's Taoist priest, whether Wudang's Taoist priest will punish you is another matter, but in order to avoid being implicated, the same kind will definitely take off your head on the same day and quietly put it where Wudang's Taoist priest can see it.

That Taoist priest is really too cruel, and I really can't afford to mess with him.

You said you wanted to exorcise demons, so why did you kill a bunch of evil spirits in the middle, and these guys are not worthy of being recorded.

Now looking at Wen Yan's posture, it seems that he really has nothing to do with Wudang. I have never heard of any warrior with such strong yang energy before.

If you don't introduce yourself when you meet, then you are probably not good enough.

Since he is a warrior, no matter how strong his yang energy is, it's just like that. Apart from being chewy, there should be nothing special. No matter how strong a warrior is, he is not as good as a Taoist priest.

The red-faced evil ghost turned his eyes and figured out the joints in an instant.

It grinned, and a finger full of calluses was stuck in its teeth.

"I won't bully you. Let's make a bet. If you win, I won't eat you."

As soon as the words fell, a table appeared in front of the red-faced ghost, with two dice cups on it. The red-faced evil ghost picked up one of them, looked like an old gambler, shook the dice cup in a fancy way, and then dropped it on the table with a bang.

Instantly, Wen Yan felt that a force similar to a domain emerged.

It was much weaker than the domain he had encountered before, and there was no independent space. It should only affect people who entered a certain range or were only in front of the other party.

Wen Yan felt it and found that there were restrictions, but it was not difficult to flip the table.

Then he was ready to talk to this evil ghost. After all, he had just arrived here, and this evil ghost who could withstand his yang energy should know much more than those militiamen.

Wen Yan carefully sensed that according to the rules, he had to give his own points.

"I have something to ask you. Can you answer honestly?"

"According to the rules, if you win, you have the final say, but you only have one chance."

"Is that so..."

Wen Yan was a little disappointed. He directly raised the Chunjun mace and blessed it with the Exploding Sun. In an instant, countless streams of light surrounded the Chunjun mace, and the Chunjun mace instantly turned into a huge fireball, which was held in Wen Yan's hand.

The power from the red-faced evil ghost turned into a quasi-domain and began to limit his power.

But that degree of restriction was about the same as a small horse pulling a big cart for the Chunjun mace at this moment, and it didn't feel particularly big at all.

The red-faced evil ghost was shocked. It wanted to turn around and run away, but it was restricted by its own rules and could not run away at all. Even if Wen Yan was about to overturn the table, it was still restricted to the gambling table.

Wen Yan held up the Chunjun mace and frowned slightly.

"I ask, you say, is there a problem?"

The red-faced evil ghost nodded repeatedly.

"No... no problem!"

Before it finished speaking, a huge fireball nearly two meters in size fell across its body.

The left half of the red-faced evil ghost's body was instantly evaporated, and the blazing heat wave turned into a fan-shaped shock wave, rushing towards the back. Within dozens of meters, all the evil ghosts were instantly evaporated.

Half of the red-faced evil ghost's body was gone, and the wound was charred black. The bound souls in his stomach also rushed out and dissipated in the air. It froze in place, not daring to move.

It just answered a little slowly, and half of its body was gone.

Wen Yan put away the Chunjun mace and put it back on his back.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm teaching you a lesson only because you dragged me to the gambling table. Otherwise, my thoughts would not be clear, and no one in the three mountains and five peaks would dare to drag me to the gambling table."

Half of the red-faced evil ghost's body disappeared, his eyes became clear, and the finger stuck in his teeth also disappeared.

"Tell me, what year is it this year, what month is it, what territory is this?"

"The barbarians in the north said it is the 27th year of Zhizheng, it is September now, and this is Jiangbei."

"Be more specific, whose territory is it?"

"The place where Lao Zhu's territory and Lao Zhang's territory meet is the most chaotic and the easiest to attack, but judging from the situation, Lao Zhang is almost dying, and I am ready to run away first."

"Huh? You can see all that?"

"Of course, the people under Lao Zhu will use my skin to make armor and my bones to sharpen arrowheads. The people on Lao Zhang's side will only let me donate gold and silver treasures, otherwise I would not dare to come here..."

Speaking of this, the red-faced evil ghost did not dare to say the rest of the words. The man in front of him really killed people without blinking an eye. He said he would kill him, and his expression did not change. He did not understand why a warrior could be so strong, which was completely beyond his cognition.

Not only was he strong, but he was also very arrogant. He would not dare to do anything when he said he would kill the three mountains and five peaks.

It didn't understand. Which of the real Taoist masters would sit at the gambling table?

They didn't give up killing, and they listed gambling as one of the ten prohibitions.

If it was this kind of Taoist master, it wouldn't dare to set up a gambling table. If it wasn't a warrior raised by the Taoist master, it would be normal for a big shot to gamble. Who would have thought that this person would react so violently.

"Have you seen anyone from Fuyu Mountain?"

"If there were people from Fuyu Mountain nearby, how could I dare to come near the battlefield? The big zombies from Fuyu Mountain like places with strong military evil the most. Those big zombies have no brains, but they never talk about reason."

"What about people with strong yang energy? Have you seen people who can bless people with yang energy?"

Hearing this, the red-faced evil ghost's eyes glanced in one direction involuntarily.

But when his eyes turned back, he saw that Wen Yan looked at him as if he was looking at a dead person, so he said without hesitation.

"An incense stick ago, there seemed to be such a person, being chased by the cavalry under Lao Zhang, and there was also a Taoist priest with him, but the Taoist priest's magic was broken by the soldiers."

"Show the way."

The red-faced evil ghost raised his hand and pointed in a direction, and then saw its body being lifted up by Wen Yan with one hand, and it was more than ten meters away in one step.

The old man standing in the distance behind him looked ordinary, but at this moment, his feet did not move, and his body kept drifting, with a very fast speed, and he could actually keep up, but he didn't see anything before.

The red-faced evil ghost suddenly felt that it was going to be finished. This ghost world has been in chaos for so many years, and finally some outrageous things have come out.

The devil's mess, and then Zhang Zhenren of Wudang has been exterminating demons for decades, basically destroying the foundation of the existence of demons. That is really indiscriminate killing, and beheading demons and exterminating demons has been taken out of the commandment of not killing.

It is finished, and this world should also be finished with it.

Thinking of this, the red-faced evil ghost felt much better and couldn't help cursing.

"What a shitty world."

This is not a mountainous area. The speed of his mountain enemies is far less than the terrifying speed of dozens of meters in the mountains.

But this speed is enough. After walking for a few minutes, when he was about to reach the edge of this old dream, he saw someone fighting in front.

A team of cavalrymen were charging continuously. There were already two corpses of Taoist priests in Taoist robes on the road. The last Taoist priest, full of Yang Qi, was performing a ritual when he saw the fully armed cavalrymen holding spears and forming a spike formation. After the speed of charging increased, a strong evil spirit began to rise.

At such a close distance, and on the passive defensive side, the Taoist priest could not stop them at all.

In all dynasties, in the era of strong soldiers and strong horses, all evil spirits and all professionals were crushed.

The word "court" is the mountain that weighs on all the so-called sects.

Since Brother Zheng, the soldiers and evil spirits have been widely used, and the ones cultivated are just tigers and wolves, and they are really ruthless. When they run over at any time, when they should be honest, no matter if they are low-IQ or bad-headed guys, they have learned to be low-key.

Only in troubled times, they are like some criminals who are pent up, and they will retaliate and toss when they are released.

The Taoist priest was injured and had a lot of burdens. He was on passive defense and blocked the cavalry's charge head-on. He had limited time, limited equipment, and his debuffs were stacked.

It only took one wave for the Taoist priest and the young man he brought to be taken away.

The moment Wen Yan saw it, he threw away the red-faced evil ghost. His speed suddenly exploded to the extreme. The gray cloth wrapped around his left hand flew out with a whoosh, pulling Wen Yan to explode at a speed beyond the limit of ordinary people.

The gray cloth came first and flew out quickly, wrapping around the forelimbs of the warhorse ridden by the last cavalryman. Under the huge force, the warhorse lost its balance in an instant and fell directly to the ground.

And Wen Yan took advantage of the sudden increase in strength to speed up again.

After three or two steps, he jumped up, pulled by the gray cloth, and flew over the heads of the cavalrymen. While still in the air, the gray cloth wrapped around the head of the horse of the cavalryman in the front. He suddenly exerted force and the gray cloth was stretched straight.

The horse fell to the ground with a bang. Wen Yan, who continued to move forward, was also pulled by the gray cloth and fell from the sky like a fireball, hitting the ground heavily.

With a bang, dust flew up, and the blazing yang energy turned into a gust of wind, spreading in all directions.

The gray cloth rolled back and quickly pulled out the Chunjun mace, hanging it beside Wen Yan. Wen Yan stretched out his hand and just held it in his hand.

He is a warrior, and in addition to cultivating yang energy, he also cultivates qi and blood, bones and flesh, and new Taoism.

The only thing is that he did not cultivate Taoism.

He is best at this kind of head-on battle, so he is not afraid of the opponent's cavalry charge.

Even in the modern world, there are no Taoists in the regular army, and at most they only practice martial arts.

Wen Yan landed and overturned the cavalry who rushed in the front, disrupting the opponent's peak formation. These cavalry were experienced and immediately gave up this charge and turned around.

Wen Yan turned his head and looked at the two people behind him, a middle-aged Taoist priest and a young boy who looked very young and was wearing tattered clothes.

The Taoist priest saw that Wen Yan was so arrogant and was obviously a friendly army, so he immediately bowed his hands.

"Fuyu, Jinxuzi."

Wen Yan cupped his hands and said.

"Fuyu Mountain, Wen Yan."

As soon as these words came out, the boy's body, which was obviously very weak, but with a trace of blazing yang energy, suddenly rushed out.

And Wen Yan's yang energy, which was obviously hundreds of times larger, also burst out involuntarily at the same time. The blazing yang energy covered indiscriminately. When Wen Yan burst out before, he had never burst out like this in terms of yang energy alone.

His pure yang energy, like a shock wave, swept across the entire Gumeng.

The two yang energies began a fierce confrontation here, as if they were born to repel each other.

The boy's eyes were bright, with a clear and stubborn feeling. Although his power was weak and he felt very gentle, he still had an unimaginable toughness.

Although both are Lieyang, he and Wen Yan are different.

This time, Wen Yan deeply felt why the great-grandmaster said that all generations of Lieyang were actually different.

Even though the previous generations all died suddenly, the fourth generation of Lieyang died the fastest, almost as soon as they were discovered.

Fuyu Mountain also has some records that the fourth generation of Lieyang was kind and generous, not afraid of death, and was obviously the weakest one, but he was the one who accepted Lieyang's troubles most calmly.

The moment the second day flew into the sky, this ancient dream began to collapse, and this place could not bear this situation.

The people and things in the entire ancient dream began to become blurred.

The injured Taoist priest slowly disappeared with a look of astonishment.

All those who should have died disappeared first.

The bright-eyed boy looked at Wen Yan and said.

"You are also Lieyang, right?"

"Yes."

"I heard that it is impossible for two Lieyangs to appear at the same time, so everything here is fake, right?"

"Things are real, things are fake."

"I don't understand." The boy pondered for a while and shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand this sentence.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Liu Ba Ge, the eight of seven or eight, and the brother of big brother."

"Ha, your name is really good."

"I will definitely die, and the fierce goose I raised will probably not survive. I have never understood why they want to kill me, but now I seem to understand a little."

The boy walked towards Wen Yan, and encountered great obstacles, but he pursed his lips and walked over step by step. When he walked in front of Wen Yan, he was like a candle in the wind, about to be blown out at any time, but he still stubbornly stretched out his hand and touched Wen Yan's arm.

"I feel that this is the way to go."

The young man gave Wen Yan a blessing of Yang Qi.

Instantly, his already pale face became even paler. He did not use any external objects, but directly used his own Yang Qi to bless him.

The Yang Qi was weak, but it was extremely resilient, just like the rising sun that was about to jump out of the sea level. Even with Wen Yan's current Yang Qi, he could still bless Wen Yan once.

"Lie Yang, get an additional progress of 1%."

"Get additional special effects, adversity."