This incident happened suddenly. Many people stopped and turned around to see the man driving the carriage being thrown off the carriage. Then one man jumped directly onto the carriage, and the rest surrounded the carriage.
The woman who stuck her head out of the carriage was so frightened that she retreated back to the carriage. Just as the maid was about to step forward, she was caught in the hand of a man and unable to move, so she could only stop her with words.
On the carriage, two little girls were so frightened that they cried loudly, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while.
Someone wanted to step forward, but the thin monkey-like man pointed at him and immediately stepped back.
After the man entered the carriage, the two little girls were quickly thrown out, and then the woman's cry for help came. Unfortunately, the people just watched and did not dare to step forward.
In the carriage, the cry for help turned into a cry for mercy, accompanied by the sound of clothes being torn.
The men beside the carriage smiled excitedly, but the common people lowered their heads.
But at this moment, the entire carriage suddenly exploded without warning, and a figure slowly appeared in the air. Then countless people wearing the same clothes came from the front, blocking the road ahead.
When the people looked at the man standing in the air, they all knelt down and shouted "immortal".
The woman broke away from the man at this moment and hid in the corner. Her clothes were in tatters and her whole body was huddled together, shivering.
The man frowned, not knowing what was going on.
The monk who appeared out of thin air slowly fell down, and with a wave of his hand, the man flew out of the carriage, fell to the ground, and died of vomiting blood.
"It's been a long time since we had a guest here. Although we are guests, this is also a place of cultivation. How can we allow you to do such dirty things?" After the man landed, he spoke leisurely.
The woman slowly recovered from the shock, but perhaps because her clothes were torn and she was unable to salute, she said directly: "Thank you, immortal, for saving your life."
Those people were trembling with fear at this moment. Although there was an accident before, no one was killed, but now the other party killed people with a wave of his hand. Wouldn't it be possible to kill them just as easily?
The monk smiled and said: "Master is about to leave seclusion, and there is a shortage of people to serve on the mountain. Although you are ordinary people, but your bones are still good, you can barely function. Over there, follow me up the mountain, and follow Master to find you." Ask the immortal."
The woman frowned slightly, vaguely feeling that this was not a good thing.
At this time, a monk asked: "Elder, what should we do with the others?"
The monk glanced at the people, and then said indifferently: "Those who have spiritual roots, stay and take them to the mountain, and those who don't have spiritual roots...just kill them."
He spoke calmly, as if killing someone was just a common thing.
The monks nodded, and then one of them took out a bead.
After the bead appeared, it just hovered in the air. It was the size of a fist, completely transparent, and looked ordinary.
After taking out the bead, the monk said, "Everyone should line up and step forward to touch the bead."
The whole field was suddenly panicked, unable to refuse the man's order, and lined up the teams one by one.
The first person stepped forward and touched the bead with trembling hands.
As the beads came into contact with the man's palm, they soon began to emit a faint light.
A monk next to him nodded, pointed to the side, and said, "Stand over there."
The man could only obey the arrangements of these people and walked towards the location pointed by the monk with a confused look on his face.
At this time, another person came out and reached out to touch the bead, but there was no response from the bead. Before the person could react, the monk raised his hand and flew out in an instant. After falling to the ground, he was already dead!
Everyone suddenly exclaimed, and the originally lined up team became chaotic. Many people even started to run away. Unfortunately, anyone who ran away would be killed directly.
As a result, no one dared to escape anymore, and they all squatted on the ground with fear on their faces.
The monk who came from the air earlier smiled and said: "This is a spiritual bead. It can detect whether you have spiritual roots. Those who have spiritual roots can survive. On the contrary, they can only die. If someone wants to escape, There is only a dead end."
Many people began to kneel on the ground, kowtow and beg, just for their lives.
Naturally, no one dares to run at this moment, because that will only lead to death.
The test was left, but there were two results, half dead and half alive.
The monk turned a deaf ear to these people's pleas and said calmly: "Continue."
The third person did not dare to come forward. He just knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy: "Exalted Immortal, have mercy on me, Immortal, have mercy on me..."
The monk frowned, then raised his hand, and the man rolled out directly and died.
The monk said: "Those who run away will die; those who do not accept the test will die; those who do not have spiritual roots will die; those who have spiritual roots will live."
After speaking, he continued: "Continue."
At this moment, everyone understands what is going on. The only way to survive at this moment is to follow the instructions of these people. If you can make the bead shine, you can survive. Otherwise, there is only death. One piece.
So the fourth person walked up tremblingly, and carefully reached out to touch the bead. At the same time, he kept praying in his heart, and his eyes were fixed on the bead, hoping that the bead could emit the slightest light. Brilliance.
However, spiritual roots are the threshold for whether a person can practice cultivation. How can anyone just stand up and have spiritual roots? After waiting for a long time, the bead did not respond at all. The man's face began to change, and there was sweat on his forehead. He rolled down, but before he could react, his whole body flew out. After falling to the ground, he died of exhaustion.
The test continues, and no one dares to violate it.
Initially, the people thought they had a general hope of survival, but as the test continued, it was discovered that most people could not make the bead shine. So everyone was shrouded in deep fear, but unable to cope, and could only resign themselves to fate.
In the carriage, the woman was holding the little girl in her arms, her face pale.
She originally thought she was saved, but she didn't expect that after escaping from the clutches of those evil people, she fell into the hands of even worse people.
These people kill people without even frowning, as if they are worse than ants in the eyes of those people.
The test is still going on, and more and more people are dying. It is almost at the end now. There are more than thirty people, but only eight people can make the bead shine, and there are no more people who have not yet been tested. to ten people.
"Next!"
As the tester spoke, a middle-aged man walked out tremblingly.
"Daddy..."
The little girl with braids spoke sadly, full of worry.
The man was about to step forward, but when he heard the call, he stopped, then turned around, reached out and patted the little girl on the head, and said with a smile: "It's okay, Daddy will definitely not let anything happen to you."
After saying that, he walked towards the bead. When he reached out and grabbed the bead, the bead did not glow, but there was no fear in his eyes, but was full of determination. Then he grabbed the bead, Throw it at the stone on the side.
It seems that he wants to destroy the bead that can determine who lives and who dies.
No one expected that he would do such a thing, so they didn't have time to stop it. The beads hit the stone and exploded with an explosion.
"court death!"
A monk snorted coldly, stepped forward, and put one hand on the man's head. The next moment, the man's whole head exploded, and the monk's body was thrown aside in the jungle.
The mother of the little girl with braids wailed and rushed forward. However, before she could even take two steps, her whole body flew back. After falling to the ground, she died immediately.
The little girl with braids collapsed beside her mother, heartbroken and crying.
The monks were unmoved, and they all frowned at this moment. One of the monks asked: "Elder, what should we do now? We only have one spirit-testing bead."
The monk who could control the air frowned slightly when he looked at the remaining people who had not yet tested.
The only ones who have not been tested at this moment are the few men who stopped the carriage earlier, the woman and the little girl in her arms, the maid and the little girl with braids.
When the skinny monkey-like man saw the "immortal" looking at him, he immediately knelt on the ground with a bang and begged: "I beg the immortal to spare my life. As long as the immortal spares the little man, no matter what the fairy wants me to do, the little man will do it." The mountains of swords and seas of fire will definitely go all out."
Unexpectedly, the monk said indifferently: "Keep the women and kill all the men."
"Yes!" Everyone said, and then they took action and killed all the remaining three men.
The monk who could control the air looked at the remaining people and said with a smile: "You are very lucky. Not only can you live, but you can also learn immortal magic from our sect and become extraordinary."
Although many people died, the remaining people were secretly happy at the moment.
Cultivating Taoism and becoming an immortal is something that everyone dreams about. Doesn't that mean that they can be like these immortals in front of them in the future, and can decide the life and death of others with just a few gestures?
He was originally a refugee, and his life was precarious. No one knew how long he could survive. Now that he was chosen by these immortals, he not only did not have to continue to live in exile, but he could also practice immortal magic and become a big shot that everyone feared. How could he not be excited.
The monk continued: "Take them all away."
The little girl with braids suddenly stood up, grabbed a stone on the ground, and rushed towards the monk.
But before he even got close to the monk, his thin body left the ground and flew backwards.
From such a height, if you fall down, you will definitely die.
And just when the little girl's body was about to fall to the ground, she was caught by a rich man in luxurious clothes.
There were eight more people on the road at this moment. In addition to the rich man who caught the little girl, there were four men, two old people, and a young man with white hair, who was very conspicuous.
The person who came was none other than Li Xiuping.
Li Xiuping frowned slightly as he looked at the tragic scene in front of him.
The monks were all looking at Li Xiuping and others, and they all frowned.
Of course they could tell that Li Xiuping and his group were also monks. The white-haired young man was a foundation-building monk, the old man wearing a life-long robe was a golden elixir-level monk, and the rest looked like a man with a normal aura. , is not a practitioner. As for the rich man and the old man carrying a long sword, I can't tell the difference.
The elder, who was also in the Golden Core stage, clasped his fists and asked, "I wonder where these fellow Taoists came from?"
No one answered, it was as if the group didn't hear at all.
Li Xiuping glanced at the unconscious little girl in Bishui Qilin's arms, and then moved forward towards the carriage whose compartment had exploded.
As he moved forward, the air around his body began to become restless, and then long swords continued to condense out of thin air. Every time Li Xiuping took a step forward, a long sword flew forward. , and with each long sword flying forward, a monk will fall to the ground.
The immortal figure who previously decided the life and death of others at will is now in the hands of others again, and he has no power to resist.
The golden elixir stage elder was just about to take action. Li Xiuping raised his left hand slightly, and then pressed it down. The golden elixir stage monk's face suddenly changed, and then he knelt directly on the ground. On his body, a giant sword was looming, Suppress him completely.
Li Xiuping did not kill him, but continued to approach the carriage. Every time he took a step, a long sword would fly forward, and then a monk would be killed directly by those long swords.
When Li Xiuping walked to the carriage, all the long swords had flown out, and all the monks in the group had been killed except for the golden elixir stage elder.
Li Xiuping stopped, looked at the three masters and servants, sighed softly, then looked at the golden elixir monk who was suppressed by the giant sword and could not move, and asked: "Life and death are in the hands of others. How does it feel inside?"
The Golden Core Stage cultivator wanted to beg for mercy, but found that he could not make a sound at all. The suppressive power of that sword was far beyond his imagination.
He couldn't figure out how a monk with only the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage could possess such a powerful sword intention that even he, a monk at the Golden Core Stage, couldn't break free.
Li Xiuping continued: "I know what you want to say, so there is no need to listen to you. The reason why I have kept you until now is because I want you to watch how your fellow disciples died, and it will be your turn in the end." , so it’s useless for you to beg me. If you want to use the power behind you to threaten me, you don’t have to, because after killing you, I will wipe out the power behind you.”
After saying that, he raised his right hand slightly, and then slowly lowered it in the eyes of the golden elixir monk with fear in his eyes.
With a muffled sound, the entire ground exploded, and the looming giant sword disappeared directly. As the giant sword disappeared, there was also the body of the golden elixir monk. At this moment, there was only one golden elixir hovering in the air, emanating from it. With dazzling golden light.
After Li Xiuping finished all this, his body shook violently and he could hardly stand still.
In his current physical condition, although monks at the Nascent Soul stage and below can easily kill him, forcibly driving the sword will still cause considerable harm to the body.
After Li Xiuping stabilized his body, he slowly turned around, looked at those who were found to have spiritual roots and survived, and said, "You can go."
These people were all frowning at this moment, and Li Xiuping even saw a trace of resentment in these people's eyes.
However, Li Xiuping didn't care. He walked towards the carriage, then took off his mink fur and handed it to the maid who still looked confused at this moment, gesturing for her to put it on the woman.
The maid numbly took the mink fur and put it on the woman.
At this time, the remaining people began to flee in panic, not daring to stay here any longer.
They were about to be able to practice immortal magic, but because of the appearance of this group of people, this dream was directly shattered. However, the strength of this group of people was obviously more terrifying. Although they harbored resentment, they did not dare to express it.
Master Qingming and others also came up at this moment and asked, "Are you okay?"
Li Xiuping shook his head. He didn't seem to be in a very good mood. He looked at Bishui Qilin and asked, "Is she okay?"
Bishui Qilin replied: "I'm just scared."
Li Xiuping nodded and said, "Let's leave here first."
After saying that, he motioned to the four people to drive the carriage and move on, leaving the place.
Not far away, the little girl with braids woke up. When she woke up, she wailed and passed out again.
On the ground, the snow began to become thicker and thicker, and you could see a valley ahead. The cliffs on both sides of the valley were not ordinary cliffs, but amber-colored cliffs. The top of the mountain was covered with white snow, and the red and white contrasted with each other, giving it a unique charm.
Li Xiuping asked: "Is this Hongshi Mountain?"
The man in charge of leading the way nodded and said: "The Bixiao sect is on Hongshi Mountain. Those people from before should be from the Bixiao sect."
Li Xiuping looked at the cliff ahead, nodded, and said, "Let's rest here for now. The Bixiao Sect should appear soon."
After saying that, he started coughing violently.
Without the Diaoqiu, it was really unbearable.
The woman saw this scene and said something to the maid beside her. The maid took out a snow-white fox fur from the package, walked towards Li Xiuping and said, "My wife gave this to the young master. "
Li Xiuping took it and could smell a faint fragrance, and said with a smile: "Thank you."
After saying that, he put the fox fur directly on his body and felt much warmer immediately.
At this time, the woman got up and got out of the carriage, pulled the little girl towards Li Xiuping, saluted and said, "Thank you so much, Master, for saving your life. I really don't know how to repay you."
Li Xiuping asked, "Madam, don't you blame me for meddling in my own business and cutting off your chance to become an immortal and become a Taoist?"
The woman was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said: "These people are not good people because they care about human life."
As she said that, she glanced at the little girl with braid who was still sleeping on the carriage, and sighed: "Poor this child, he lost his parents at such a young age. From now on..."
The little girl she was holding said at this time: "Young man, let's take her with us from now on."
The woman smiled and said, "Listen to Yan'er."
The little girl looked at Li Xiuping again and asked, "Brother, do you really want to kill those bad guys?"
Li Xiuping looked at the cliff ahead and nodded.
