Like many movies and TV series, here the evil cultivator was defeated and the evil police officer was belatedly arrived.
In the early morning, a senior disciple from the Chunyang resident came to deal with the evil cultivator after hearing the news. Yang Ning was very nervous when he saw this golden elixir stage master. It was extremely rare to see a golden elixir stage monk on weekdays, but he couldn't bear it after seeing him. Bai Yujun didn't feel much about the power brought by the Golden Core Stage. After all, Jindan Stage disciples could often be seen on Huashan Mountain patrolling the mountain to guard the mountain gate.
"So, that ghost cultivator drove the demons to kill the officers and soldiers and set fire to the city to capture the souls of the dead?"
Senior Brother Jindanqi looked very ugly.
"Well, I saw it with my own eyes, and these people can also prove what happened." Bai Yujun said slowly.
The senior brother looked at the remaining ox and pig bones in the bonfire and pondered. Bai Yujun didn't know what he was thinking, but it was definitely not a good thing.
"You can get rewards by killing the pig demon for doing evil. I will help you apply for the certificate when I get back. You can get the rewards at any station."
There are rewards for killing evil demons, so as to encourage the disciples of Chunyang Palace who are walking outside to punish evil and promote good to ensure peace in the world. No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are nothing more than flesh.
"Thank you, senior brother."
"You're welcome, thank you for stopping evil cultivators from doing evil."
This senior Jindan disciple of the Yuxu lineage was very polite, but there was a kind of alienation in his eyes. It is difficult for someone to look at the transformed monster without looking at him strangely. He looked at Bai Yujun carefully. It was rumored before that Master Yu The gatekeeper snake is very special, but why is its evil spirit getting weaker and weaker...
"Yes, but... what to do with that ghost cultivator?" Bai Yujun wanted to know if he could catch that loach-like ghost cultivator. He would always feel unhappy if he didn't catch him.
"I will search for it. The evil cultivators are so cunning and difficult to find once they run away. Only Nascent Soul-level elders can take action to bring them to justice. However, the elders are very busy and have no time to deal with this kind of foundation-building evil cultivators. ." Senior Brother Jindanqi spread his hands to express his helplessness.
"Thank you, senior brother."
"It's okay, see you later."
"Goodbye."
The sword control skill controlled the sword to fly in front of him. Senior Brother Yuxu of the Golden Core Stage stepped on the sword and turned into sword light and disappeared into the sky. He followed the evil cultivator's escape route and searched to see if he could kill him. It depends on the evil cultivator. A ghost cultivator who doesn't know where to hide carefully is slipperier than a loach.
Everyone looked at the sword light going away with envy.
In particular, the eyes of Mo Qin, Mo Yuan, brother and sister and others were even more excited. To them, the Jindan monks were immortal-level existences, especially the Jindan monks from Chunyang Palace. Mo Qin looked at the Jindan senior brother as he walked away. Fang Fang's eyes were filled with stars, and other martial arts practitioners were not much better.
Bai Yujun shrugged, turned and walked towards the county seat. The book box was still placed on the tree on the hillside to be retrieved.
Yang Ning, Mo Qin, Mo Yuan and others also returned to the city.
"Sister Yujun~ Where are you going next?"
"I'm going to Chunyang Station in Jiangzhou to have a rest and then return to Huashan. What about you?"
"We are still the same as before, walking around the world and fighting against injustice. Anyway, we have not thought about settling down at the moment. Maybe one day we will stop when we are tired and wait to grow old."
Mo Yuan looked carefree and spoke much more freely than the monk. It was hard to tell who was more carefree.
"And you?"
Bai Yujun asked Yang Ning.
Yang Ning scratched his head in embarrassment, a bit like the shy boy next door.
"The same goes for me. Master asked me to travel around the world to gain experience. If I don't make a breakthrough, I won't be allowed to go back. Well...can I go to Huashan to have a look?" Yang Ning looked at Bai Yujun.
"Of course you can, but you can only go up the mountain and walk around the Sanqing Hall. Believers often go there to pray. You can't go anywhere else?"
"That's it... okay, can I go with you?"
"Difficult, I have to go to Chunyang Station to rest first. Maybe there are other tasks. You can take the official road to Huashan Mountain or take a boat along the river." Bai Yujun didn't want to rush with an eager boy. The feeling made snakes crawl all over his body. If you don't feel comfortable, it's better to go alone.
"All right……"
Yang Ning looked disappointed.
This kind of disappointment is very common among young people who are full of life. There are too many unsatisfactory things in life. Of course, this kind of disappointment will soon be forgotten when encountering new things. Youth is full of impetuousness.
All the way back to the county town, brothers and sisters Yang Ning and Mo Qin Mo Yuan went into the city to help. Bai Yujun said goodbye to everyone and returned to the hillside.
There is no such thing as a banquet in the world, and the two brothers and sisters are destined to be together. Bai Yujun doesn't know if he will see each other again after this farewell. Maybe the old friend who has been in a dream for hundreds of years has passed away. In addition, Yang Ning has been a big help. If Yang Ning didn't hold her hand, The ghost cultivator Bai Yujun couldn't kill the evil pig demon, and Yang Ning was helpless when the ghost cultivator ran away.
He found the book box and walked toward Jiangzhou with the weapons in hand.
Behind the scenes, smoke billowed from the county town, and the rebel army retreated. Perhaps because the county town was burned down and they colluded with evil cultivators to cast evil spells, internal conflicts arose. Some good-hearted people broke away from the rebels with their weapons in anger and fled away. The remaining rebels were also worried about their military morale. Unstable, the leader had no choice but to retreat to save the few soldiers in his hand.
On a deserted road, a white figure is walking slowly forward carrying a bookcase and weapons...
What Bai Yujun didn't know was that the ghost cultivator had escaped the search of the Golden Core cultivator after all, and at the same time, the news that Bai Yujun had appeared in that county had spread.
If he could know, Bai Yujun would definitely get rid of the bad habit of giving his name before fighting.
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Jiangzhou.
Jiangzhou Prefecture is very prosperous, and even after experiencing floods, it still maintains its unique liveliness and glamour.
The special architecture unique to Lingnan makes the city full of minor style and delicious food. The rich and aristocratic families who came to this huge city to escape the floods made Jiangzhou appear morbidly prosperous in this era. The tall city walls and excellent geographical location In order to survive the disaster unscathed, the city's lakes, boats, and boat rides were played and danced, giving the impression of wealth and wealth despite being trapped in floods, and the flowers in the backyard were still singing through the walls.
Bai Yujun entered the city easily and found the Chunyang station in the city to rest and recuperate.
As the floods receded, there was also panic in the city. Some businessmen who were desperate for money but not for their lives used all their strength to transport urgently needed supplies to Jiangzhou and sold them at high prices, making a lot of money.
The sweet pastry shop reopened, and Bai Yujun became the first customer.
Eating sweets is a subconscious boring behavior, and you don’t have to worry about those two fangs being corroded by sugar, so you can eat as much as you want.
Shopping through the slums.
Children were sitting on the roadside crying with straws stuck in their collars, and their parents looked sad.
The meaning of cutting grass is to sell. Most ancient people were illiterate and could not write. If they wanted to sell something, they would stick grass cuttings on it. Those poor people just wanted to bury their children in exchange for some food rations to survive this period. It also allows the children to have something to eat and not starve to death along with them.
Every businessman or person commented on the children.
Bai Yujun shook his head and sighed and left. There was nothing he could do about it. All he could do was to stay as far away as possible and not see him. Besides, this was all a human thing.
