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After leaving the Shu Road, Patriarch Mo still didn't have a flying weapon. He just bought two donkeys to travel eastward.

Before I knew it, more than half a month had passed.

This was the first time Shi Feng had walked in the human world for such a long time since he joined the Tai Chi Sect at the age of fourteen.

It was a time of war and chaos. Along the way, wars continued and mourning was everywhere.

On this day, the two of them led the donkey over a mountain ridge.

From a high position, I saw an open plain in the distance, with howling horses neighing and two teams of people fighting.

It is not accurate to say that it was a fight. To be precise, one group of people was chasing and slaughtering another group of people.

There were about a thousand cavalry in pursuit. They were all tall warhorses with black helmets and black armor. They were holding either heavy crossbows or long halberds, and they were equipped with sharp weapons.

Although there were six or seven hundred people on the other side, there were less than three hundred warriors. The rest were all old, weak, women and children, and their clothes were gorgeous and exquisite.

Most of the 300 warriors on the hunted side had no horses, so they had no defense against the onrushing cavalry.

Most of the unarmed civilians were running in carriages or on foot, and their speed could not be compared with the cavalry. They took over one by one, and it was basically a one-sided massacre. Some people kept screaming and fell to the ground, and were trampled into pulp by horse hooves.

Although the six to seven hundred people were crushed, no one asked for surrender. The three hundred soldiers who were responsible for breaking up the rear fought desperately to resist.

However, although these people were able to block the cavalry, there were still people among the pursuers who carried strong bows and powerful crossbows, and their feathered arrows cut through the wind. From time to time, some of the old and weak civilians in front screamed and fell to the ground.

A woman was running desperately with her infant baby in her arms. Suddenly, a long arrow shot out, hitting the baby in her arms. She screamed heartbreakingly, but she cried twice before another arrow shot out. The arrow flew and penetrated her forehead, killing her.

On the hillside, stood three generals in black armor, watching the battle down the slope.

A general on the left couldn't bear it and said, "General Wang, can we order the surrender?"

The short-bearded general in the middle snorted coldly, "Silly talk! If he is an ordinary civilian, there is no problem in surrendering.

But these people are all nobles, especially Master Ping, who holds a high position. They are loyal to the old master and will cause endless troubles if they stay! Originally, it would have been difficult for me to deal with them if they begged for surrender, but now it's just right! They have strong bones, so let’s treat them all as dead in battle. "

Running at the front was a carriage. The carriage was trimmed with silver and was very luxurious. The four horses pulling the carriage were very powerful, so even though the carriage was heavy, it ran all the way to the front.

A big man with a scarred face sat on the carriage shaft, saying "drive" repeatedly, sweating like rain.

Suddenly, the curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man showed his head and said, "Tong San, there is no way to escape at this rate. Cut off the shaft of the chariot. You and Tie Si will ride on horseback to escort the young master out of the siege."

In addition to him, there was a middle-aged woman and a young man in his twenties in the carriage.

The young man had a handsome face and a weak manner. Hearing this, he said, "No, the child will not leave. He must stay with his father and mother!"

The middle-aged man said sternly, "If you stay, you will die together, which is useless. You must come out alive and avenge your parents and my countless people who died tragically!"

The woman also cried, "My child, please leave quickly. Don't think about revenge. In the future, you will remain anonymous and live a good life."

The middle-aged man was indifferent to the scarred man and shouted, "Tongsan, do you want to disobey me?"

The scarred man's eyes were red, "Tongsan obeys!" He stretched out his hand and picked up the young master. He was already straddling a horse in front of him, and at the same time he said loudly, "Fourth, did you hear what the master said? ”

There was also a tall, bald man on the left side of the carriage. He was carrying a giant ax and running all the way to protect the carriage.

This man can actually keep up with a galloping horse on foot without falling even a step behind. It’s really amazing!

Hearing Tong San's urging, he hissed, "Iron Si obeys the order!" He swung the ax in his hand and struck out with his backhand. The yoke broke and the two riders on the left immediately ran out.

The remaining two horses continued to pull the carriage forward, but the speed immediately slowed down.

Tong San turned around and shouted, "Fourth brother, why don't you get on your horse?"

The bald-headed man had tears in his eyes, "Third brother, leave that horse to you as a second horse. This time, fourth brother won't accompany you!"

He suddenly turned around, roared wildly, rushed towards the black-armored knight behind him, swung his axe, and chopped off his head.

The legs of the three war horses were cut off, and they neighed and fell. The knights on top were thrown out. Two of them broke their bones on the spot. The other one was cut in two by a big ax as soon as he got up.

The bald-headed man roared repeatedly and killed more than a dozen riders in a matter of seconds. His power is truly astonishing, and he can even cut through thick armor with a single axe.

However, the black-armored knight was extremely well-trained and showed no signs of panic.

The captain shouted loudly, and the knights holding halberds in front rode their horses to get around. The crossbowmen behind fired arrows one after another. The bald-headed man tried hard to block them, but the arrows were dense like rain, and after a while, his body was covered with arrows.

He roared, still swinging his ax in a fierce battle, but his speed had slowed down.

A "whoosh" sound broke through the air, and a dozen spears flew over, piercing the chest and lower abdomen of the bald man.

His whole body was covered in blood, and he slowly loosened his hand. Finally, the ax fell to the ground with a clang, but the body did not fall.

An officer galloped past, swung his long knife, and the bald man's head fell to the ground.

The black-armored knights rushed past like a tide, and soon caught up with the carriage in front. Their halberds and spears came down one after another, stabbing the middle-aged couple in the carriage to death.

The scarred-faced man in front was a master of horsemanship. He held the frail young man between his legs and rode farther and farther. I heard the young man keep turning around and shouting in a heart-breaking voice, "Father, mother..."

After watching for a long time, Patriarch Mo said coldly, "What? You can't bear it?"

Shi Feng sighed, "Fighting on the battlefield is a common thing, but it is wrong to slaughter women and children like this."

Patriarch Mo said, "Heaven is ruthless, the weak are the prey of the strong, there is nothing wrong. If you take action, with your magical powers, the black-armored soldiers over there can't even catch up with women and children. Let's go." He led the donkey and walked down the mountain path.

It is forbidden for cultivators to intervene in worldly struggles. This is the iron law of the cultivation world. Shi Feng shook his head and continued on his way with Patriarch Mo.

After more than a month, on this day, Patriarch Mo led Shi Feng to Xia Pi in Qi State. After climbing Yiyang Mountain outside the city, Patriarch Mo finally stopped hiding and pulled Shi Feng into the air and climbed up Baiyun Cliff.

The terrain here is extremely high, with cliffs all around, and it is difficult for monkeys to cross. Mortals can't get up at all, so naturally they don't know that there is a Taoist temple on Baiyun Cliff.

The Taoist temple was not big. There were only two little Taoist boys, both of whom were Qi-refining disciples. They respectfully received the two of them.

Mo Laozu instructed, "After a hard journey, we finally arrived at Baiyun Temple. Although this place is not big, there are several houses. No one comes here on weekdays. You can choose one to rest."

Shi Feng said, "Yes!" He picked a house at random and stayed there. Baihu said, "Although this temple is small, it is located on the spiritual vein and has abundant spiritual energy. It is definitely not something that a small sect can have."

Shi Feng sat cross-legged to rest. About two hours later, a Taoist boy came to report, "Senior, the ancestor invites you to come over."

Shi Feng stood up and followed the Taoist boy, but did not enter the main hall. Instead, he went directly through a crack in the stone wall and walked through the mountain in many twists and turns.

Shi Feng did not speak, but silently calculated the direction in his heart.

After a cup of tea, he came to a stone door. The Taoist boy said, "Senior, please come in." After he said that, he bowed and returned the same way.

Shi Feng pushed open the stone door and walked in.

There was a cave inside, which was very spacious.

There were dozens of rows of shelves in the cave, on which various materials were piled. In the middle was an eight-foot-high cauldron. This was obviously a cave for refining weapons, but it was much more spacious than the Sword Forging Valley of Taiji Sect.

There was no one in the cave. Shi Feng did not speak, nor did he dare to look around. He just stood respectfully with his hands down.

At this moment, what he did not know was that in another cave several times larger than this one, there stood three Yuanying old monsters. In front of them was a huge mirror, and Shi Feng stood there silently in the mirror.

Among the three people, the big man with hedgehog-like beard on the far right pointed, "Brother Mo, this is the person you found. You are not kidding me, are you? A ninth-grade weapon refiner in the foundation-building stage!"

Ancestor Mo said, "Guan Huzi, am I that boring? Besides, even if I dare to play tricks on you, would I dare to play tricks on Old Ji?"

Old Ji is the skinny old man in the middle. He is not good-looking, but he has a deep aura, just like an old monster in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

He has been staring at Shi Feng in the mirror, and it seems that he did not hear the quarrel between Ancestor Mo and Guan Huzi. After a long time, he said, "He is calm and not impatient. Not bad. Judging from the edge of his fingers and palms, he has refined a lot of things. But it's a mule or a horse, so we still have to take it out for a walk."

Shi Feng stood for a long time, and suddenly the voice of Ancestor Mo rang in the room, "Friend Shi, there are all the materials in the room, and there is also a furnace. Please refine the Tai Chi plate again."

Shi Feng said respectfully, "Junior obeys!"