Mu Bei walked to the entrance of the village.
A group of villagers and little dolls looked towards the outside of the village and started talking with fear on their faces.
Mu Bei looked over.
Then he saw that not far from the village, a dozen monks were being hunted.
The ones chasing these monks were two young men with red wings on their backs.
"The Red Chan clan."
Black Qilin said.
"Ancient tribe?"
Mubei Road.
Black Qilin nodded: "The fourth dimension has almost recovered. Those ancient tribes that once lived in seclusion and self-proclaimed themselves should have been completely reborn, and most of those so-called ancient tribes are not good."
"ah!"
Ahead, screams were heard as a human monk was stabbed through the heart and then torn into pieces by one of the Red Chan men with his bare hands.
"It's great! The smell of blood is really good!"
The man smiled grimly.
On the other side, another man from the Red Chan tribe also tore one person into pieces. He was bathing in the other person's blood and laughing, as if he was immersed in the joy of hunting prey.
After that, the two used magic to surround the other monks, tearing them into pieces one after another with their bare hands, dyeing the ground in that location red.
The villagers in the village had never seen such a cruel scene before, and they were all frightened. The little dolls had white faces, trembling uncontrollably, and crying out of fear.
At this time, two men from the Red Chan tribe looked this way.
One of the men from the Red Chan tribe said with a ferocious smile: "There is actually a village here with a lot of people. Not bad, very good!"
"There are some cubs, the meat looks very tender, they can be used as food!"
Another man from the Red Chan tribe stared at several six or seven-year-old children and licked his lips.
The two men pressed forward.
The villagers looked terrified. Are those two vicious men going to attack them? !
"Big brother!"
The girl with braids clutched Mu Bei's clothes tightly, her face was as white as snow and her legs were trembling.
Mu Bei rubbed her little head: "I'm not afraid."
He looked at the two men from the Red Chan tribe, his eyes flashing slightly.
Tianyi Soul Festival!
The two men from the Red Chan tribe who were walking towards this side trembled violently and let out heart-rending screams.
The next moment, the two staggered and fell to the ground. After struggling for a moment, they stopped moving.
The two of them were only in the third realm of Mingyuan. Although their combat power was not weaker than that of ordinary practitioners in the fifth realm of Mingyuan, they were still as weak as ants in front of him and could be easily killed in an instant. The villagers were all stunned.
Those two weird men who looked at you with evil looks suddenly fell down?
Didn't stand up again.
The little girl with braids looked up at Mu Bei: "Brother, he...them?"
"They should be dead." Mu Bei smiled and said, "Our village is protected by our ancestors. It was our ancestors who felt that they were hostile to our village, so we got rid of them."
When the little girl heard this, her big eyes suddenly lit up.
The villagers' eyes were also bright.
"Yes, Ancestor! Ancestor must have protected us!"
All the villagers were excited and rushed to the wooden pavilion to worship.
Mu Bei walked out of the village, took off the wedding rings of the two Chichan men, cleaned up their bodies, and then walked towards the group of killed monks and took off the wedding rings of these people as well.
These people are not very strong, but at worst they have the cultivation level of Baizang Realm. The things in the ring can be sent back to their relatives and friends in the future, which will be of great help to them.
He buried them on the spot.
Then walked back to the village.
The villagers knelt down and worshiped devoutly in the wooden pavilion and did not come out until half a quarter of an hour later.
"Little baby, the ancestors of our village must be very powerful. They eliminated two big villains without showing any trace. This is the trick of an immortal!"
The old men who had been talking to Mubeidao proudly said before.
Mu Bei nodded with a smile, raised his thumb and said, "It's indeed amazing! You are worthy of being the ancestor of our village!"
The old people were even more happy to receive Mu Bei's approval and approval.
It was getting dark.
Mu Bei temporarily stayed in the village, and the old man with a stick made a small room for him.
The room is not big and the furnishings are simple, but it is very clean.
"Baby, drink some water."
The old man brought a bowl of water.
"Thank you, uncle."
Mu Bei smiled, took the hand from the old man, and took a sip of it proudly.
Then, his pupils suddenly shrank.
This water is surprisingly pure and has a special aura!
Not to mention the water sources in ordinary villages, even the water quality of some spiritual pools of some outstanding spiritual sects is far from reaching this level!
eccentric!
Something weird!
"Old man, where did you get this water?"
he asked quickly.
The old man said: "This is the water from the old well in the east of our village. How is it? Is it delicious? The water from the old well that our village has always used for food and washing is not only sweet, but also has an abundant amount of water. It has never been... Missing too much!"
He looked proud.
Mu Bei's eyes moved slightly.
Old well in the east!
"Go to bed early, old man, I'm going to rest."
The old man said, laughing and walking out of the house.
time flies.
At midnight, in the dead of night, Mu Bei walked out of the house and walked alone in the village. Soon he came to the old well in the east of the village.
I don’t know how many years this well has existed. Looking down, the water in the well is very clear.
He stretched out his powerful consciousness and enveloped the entire well.
Except that the well water was very clear and pure, nothing else was discovered.
"Impossible! There is definitely something abnormal here!"
The water source in the old well was too unusual to be formed naturally. He guessed that it was most likely related to the King of Light. Maybe there would be a personal jade left by the King of Light here.
At the moment, he activated his consciousness to its strongest level and reached down to the bottom of the old well.
After a while, his consciousness passed through the mud layer under the old well and arrived at the bottom of the old well, which is a hundred feet away.
When his spiritual consciousness came here, his eyes suddenly lit up!
In this place, a piece of cyan jade lay quietly, exuding soft brilliance.
"found it!"
He was pleasantly surprised.
Bright King Canyu!
The special water source of the old well is indeed related to Guangming King Canyu!
This piece of remnant jade of the King of Light lies hundreds of feet deep at the bottom of the well, embedded in the only path where water sources from all directions converge to the old well. It purifies the water sources one by one. In this way, the water in the old well is so clear, pure, and full of Special spirituality.
It is precisely because of this that the villagers drink this kind of well water all year round, so that they can be free from all diseases and live longer.
In the mortal world, water is the source of life. If you keep drinking this water, you will not get sick or live long!
He mobilized the divine power in his body and carefully took out the residual jade of the King of Light.
The dark green light flows, pure and warm.
Holding this piece of residual jade in your hand gives people a very comfortable feeling.
The next moment, he discovered that there were some tiny characters on the residual jade, which ordinary people could not see. Only practitioners with a certain level of cultivation could catch them.
"Those who get this jade in future generations will protect their old village."
He read it softly.
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PS: There are two more updates tonight!
