Immortal Road

In Shijia Village, thick smoke was billowing, and several houses had been burned to the ground.

In the open space in the center of the village, hundreds of people crowded together. From time to time, cries and sighs could be heard from the crowd.

"Hand over the treasures of your village and spare your life, otherwise your Shijia Village will be razed to the ground and no one will be left alive." A black-faced man said viciously.

After that, the black-faced man turned to a man who was less than three feet tall and had a head like a winter melon and said respectfully: "Great Immortal, wait a moment, I will torture you one by one, and someone will tell you."

Winter Melon nodded casually without saying a word.

"Drag this old man out!" The black-faced man pointed a knife at an old man. "You are the head of Shijia Village. You must know where the treasure is hidden."

The old man glanced at the black-faced man with contempt, but his eyes were looking into the distance, as if he didn't hear anything.

"Don't tell me?" The black-faced man smiled coldly. "Kill one person in a quarter of an hour until they are all killed or you hand over the treasure. Let's start."

The black-faced man waved his hand, and a pregnant woman with a big belly was pulled out, with a knife held to her neck.

"Uncle Fourth, help me, I don't want to die, I still have a baby in my belly." The pregnant woman cried.

The old man seemed not to hear, saying nothing, not even looking, but there was a drop of crystal tear in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, don't kill us. I know where the village chief's home is. I will take you there. You can find everything." Two young men ran out from the crowd and knelt on the ground.

"Shi Neng, Shi Li, you two are useless and traitors. We don't have scum brothers like you in Shijia Village."

"You guys, take them to the village chief's house to look for them. If they are found, they will be rewarded. If not, they can live." The black-faced man waved his hand and said loudly: "Anyone with knowledge will be spared death. Those who provide clues will be rewarded, otherwise they will die. "

"Kill this big-bellied woman first." The black-faced man waved his hand.

The hand rises and the knife falls.

Suddenly, an earth thorn pierced out from the ground, piercing the heart of the man wielding the knife.

The pregnant woman was so frightened that her face was covered with sweat. It took her a long time to realize what she was doing, and she rolled and crawled back to the crowd.

The black-faced man's expression changed drastically. The man with the winter melon head also had a look of unusual surprise on his face. He quickly looked away.

A young man wearing a green robe, only about ten feet away from them, was walking over step by step.

"Great Immortal, what is this?" The black-faced man looked a little embarrassed. Judging from the young man's clothes, he was definitely not an ordinary person.

Donggua's head waved his hand and made a very sharp voice, saying: "Who is fellow Taoist? Do you want to interfere in my private affairs?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that you all must die today." This Taoist in green is Ishikawa.

Ishikawa followed the sound and met many corpses along the way, some of whom were quite familiar with Ishikawa before. There were even several children as young as four or five who had been brutally murdered.

The usual horse bandits were just looking for food and money and did not harm anyone, but this group of people was extremely vicious. Not only did they kill so many innocent people, but they even attacked a pregnant woman, which made Ishikawa furious.

"What a loud tone!" Donggua's head smiled coldly and said: "The Supreme Immortal is a poor Taoist. No one within a hundred miles knows about it. No one knows about it. You, a little furry kid, have practiced Taoism for several years, but it's just a period of Qi training. It’s only the fourth level, it has not yet reached the innate level, and it is no match for me. I advise you to get as far away as possible.”

The black-faced man's face calmed down a lot when he heard what Winter Melon Head said. He was shocked when he saw Ishikawa's soil thorn just now, but after hearing what Winter Melon Head said, it seemed that the person coming was far inferior to Winter Melon Head.

"This is Shitou, Stubborn Shitou, why is he back? Didn't he say it would take ten years to come back?" Someone in the crowd recognized Ishikawa.

"Shitou, come on, you have nothing to do here." The village chief also shouted loudly.

"Old guy, stop talking nonsense." The black-faced man kicked the village chief.

"Hey!" A flying sword came through the air, and with just one breath, the black-faced man's foot separated from his body. His whole body fell heavily to the ground and he cried loudly.

"High-quality magic weapon?" A trace of greed appeared in the eyes of Donggua's head. "Since you have delivered it to your door, don't leave."

Before he finished speaking, Ishikawa's flying sword had already floated towards him. Donggua's head quickly drew out a flying sword, and said in his mind: "Although this kid is not very skilled, he wields a top-grade magical weapon. I'm afraid he is a disciple of a certain family. After killing him, I have to hide for a few years before I can return to Shijiacun."

Donggua's head controlled the flying sword while sighing: "I have finally reached the sixth level of the Qi training stage. I have been operating for decades before I can enjoy this glory and wealth in the secular world. I didn't expect that I would run away soon."

He knew that Ishikawa's cultivation was far superior to his. If he had known this, he would have run away early and would not have thought of Ishikawa's flying sword.

"Bang!" The flying sword on Donggua's head shattered into three pieces.

"Poof!" Before Dong Gua's head could react, a soil thorn was piercing his chest, and at the same time, the flying sword also penetrated his abdomen.

Until death, Donggua’s head didn’t understand what was going on.

"Children of Shijiacun, kill all these horse bandits, leaving no one alive." Ishikawa shouted loudly, as if he had killed the alpha wolf. The young adults in the crowd picked up things from the ground and started fighting with the horse bandits.

Women, old and young, also helped.

Originally, everyone was afraid of the fairy magic of Winter Melon Head, but now that Winter Melon Head is dead, this group of hunters who have made a living by hunting for generations are naturally not afraid of these horse bandits.

In a moment, many horse bandits fell to the ground with their heads.

Some others who tried to escape were also killed one by one by Ishikawa.

"Ishikawa, is it really you? I don't dare to recognize you at such an old age."

"Village Chief, it's me." Ishikawa put away the storage bag of Donggua's head, and all the horse bandits present were killed. Ishikawa couldn't help but ask again: "What on earth is going on? These people don't look like ordinary horse bandits?"

"I heard that he is a subordinate of an immortal called Supreme True Immortal."

Before he finished speaking, a flattering voice came from the distance: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, we have found it."

Shi Neng and Shi Li each took a book and ran over. Behind him were two horse bandits.

Before they could get closer, the two horse bandits were shot dead, and Shi Neng and Shi Li were also pinned to the ground and unable to move.

"Maybe they are here for this." The village chief took two books from Shi Neng and Shi Li, one golden and one silver.

The corners of Ishikawa's eyebrows changed slightly. The cover of the golden book must have been made of red copper, while the silver-white book had some pure gold.

These two books are anything but ordinary. Otherwise, the winter melon head at the sixth level of Qi training stage would not go to war over this.

"Ishikawa, this is a treasure left by the ancestors of our Shi family. Every village chief will keep it. Legend has it that only when a god comes out of the village can he take it out and hand it over to the god." The village chief sighed and said, "Actually, our Shi There were a few from my ancestors, but they never left Shijiacun. Now that you are back, these two books should be yours."

Ishikawa stretched out his hand and took two volumes of books into his hands. After a brief look, one contained the cultivation techniques and the other contained the cultivation experience. It seems that a monk from Shijiacun stayed there for a short period of time, only a few hundred years.

For these things, staying in Shijiacun is of little use. Ishikawa put it into the storage bag without ceremony. He handed over his hand and said: "Then I will accept it. Shijiacun will always be my home and I will come back."

After that, he turned around and ran away.

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