After Zhang Kun discovered that the rumors recently spread in the cities and countryside around Baling were very detrimental to him.
On the one hand, he accelerated his movements, used his whole body's skills, used miraculous medical methods, and cooperated with various hell training methods to directly stimulate the blood of the little carp. The success of transforming into a dragon was regarded as adding another fifth-level combat power to Baling. At the same time, it also provided the next One-step planning is being planned in advance.
This is just one of them.
In addition, they used rumors to rumor, spread all kinds of absurd and specious news, and tried their best to muddy the waters so that others would no longer pay attention to the bloodline of the fifth-level dragon.
If in the previous worlds, with these two methods, Zhang Kun would not be afraid to defend Baling and fight against all sides.
But this world is a little different.
He had no absolute certainty that he could block prying eyes from all directions and possible attacks.
Because, this world has magical powers and magic.
Even if you haven't mastered it yourself, you can still get support from the upper world.
This makes people say nothing good.
If we were to defend passively, it would be a lot of fun if some stupid young man used some incomprehensible magical powers or took out some extremely powerful magic weapon to attack the people of Baling directly. He would not be able to stop or break them. .
It doesn't matter if you are injured or defeated.
The key point is that after finally controlling the foundation of Baling, the income has now reached 25 dragon energy points every day. As time goes by, the base of this harvest is still growing. It is precisely Great situation.
No matter what, Zhang Kun is not willing to let anyone ruin a big event.
What is the concept of 25 dragon energy points per day?
Zhang Kun casually settled the accounts...
Even if the hearts of the people of Baling remain the same, if he does not expand territory, spread his reputation, or do things that are beneficial to the people and the development of humanity, but just hold on to the fruits, he can easily harvest 750 dragon energy points in a month.
It is now close to 5,300 dragon energy points. It only takes one month to reach 6,000. It only takes more than three months to accumulate enough dragon energy points to upgrade to the fifth level and second realm, the middle stage of Shenwu. .
The further you reach the advanced realm, the improvement of each level, the increase of combat power, and the understanding of the rules of heaven and earth will double in a spiral.
As long as he can reach the mid-level strength of the Divine Martial Realm.
Zhang Kun dared to formally raise his banner and truly intervene in the fight for the Dongting Water Palace.
Even when faced with real people and monsters with late-stage Yuan Shen strength, it is not impossible to compete head-on.
He is following the path of fellow cultivators of Jing, Qi and Shen, and he can understand the field of warfare in advance. His true combat power is much stronger than that of Taoists and demon cultivators who specialize in one discipline. He can leapfrog a small level to fight against the enemy. It's too difficult.
Just because he didn't want to passively defend and ruin a good situation, Zhang Kun decided not to passively defend, but to take the initiative.
While rumors are spreading and those enemies who are deliberately targeting oneself are still hesitant about believing and not making up their mind to take action, take action first and eliminate them one by one.
Seek stability, but not stability.
If you want peace, you must fight first.
Zhang Kun thought clearly.
Sitting quietly cross-legged on the top of the hill behind the small village, holding your breath and hiding your body, breathing quietly.
A crescent moon passed across the sky, and the east became white in the blink of an eye.
The mountain village in the early morning was not as peaceful as the story said.
But miserable and sad...
Everyone frowned, looking like they were facing a formidable enemy.
There was an old man with white hair. He persuaded two families who were about to give up their children with serious words, either blaming each other out of righteousness or bonding over family ties. He even called on the whole village to kneel down so that the two families could no longer bear it. He could only hide his face and cry, watching helplessly as a boy and a girl were put into baskets and picked away, surrounded by more than ten young and strong escorts.
Everyone in the village who could move followed behind. Not only did they want to witness the sacrifice and see that the snake god could accept the sacrifice, but also for another reason, of course, they had to watch over the unwilling parents. Keep an eye on them so that they don't cause any trouble.
This is not just a matter for one household, but is related to the livelihood and lives of hundreds of thousands of people in 72 peaks and 36 villages and towns.
These days, the city is very sad, and the mountains and fields are even sadder.
Ordinary people are satisfied if they can live, breathe, and see the world for one more day.
In their opinion, the necessary offerings are actually not worth mentioning.
"Isn't it just thirty-six pairs of boys and girls? We can afford it, and we call on everyone to have more children. As long as we can make the snake god happy, protect the surrounding areas from beasts and monsters, and allow everyone to live, we are willing."
A well-dressed old man's face was covered with weather, and his expression was very majestic.
He didn't want to look at the children who were screaming miserably. He turned around and shouted loudly, doing the ideological work of the thousands of mountain people watching around him.
"Only by learning to give up can you gain. There is no free food in this world, and there is no easy job. If you want to live, you can only learn to endure. You have time to be sad and have time to be sad, so you might as well go home early and have more children... "
At this point, the old man's eyes turned sharp and he said angrily:
"But if someone dares to escape privately, he is harming others and himself. Don't blame the big guy for being ruthless."
He waved his hand and said coldly: "Bring Zhang Agen and Tong Heitan together..."
As soon as an order was given, a dozen young and strong men came out with ferocious looks, captured two men and two women, and pinned them to the ground. Ignoring their cries, the old man waved his hand: "Beat the two families to death with sticks and tie up the children." Go up."
While he was talking, someone slapped him on the head and face with a stick. All the people watching around him were wailing and did not dare to plead for mercy.
The old man dealt with the illegal mountain people, counted the number of boys and girls, and then a smile appeared on his face. He bowed to the middle-aged Taoist priest next to him and said respectfully: "Master Wuyun, This year’s ceremony has been prepared, and all children are in good health without any illness or disaster. I wonder if I can invite the mountain god to enjoy it?”
"It's okay, but Mr. Li, what happened this time will never happen again. You have to make it clear to the village chiefs. You can't cry and hurt your mind. You want them to understand that because of their merits, , let everyone survive, this is a great honor, the good days are still to come..."
"Yes, the Immortal is right."
Immortal Master Wuyun said a word and said no more. He flicked the dust of his whisk and made a seal with one hand, and the wind started to rise.
"Please honor me, Your Majesty."
There was a sound of howling wolves and howling tigers coming from among the majestic mountains shrouded in five-colored smoke.
Immediately afterwards, dozens or hundreds of monsters with animal heads and human bodies swaggered down the mountain in the wind, rolling up a black frenzy.
The hundreds or thousands of mountain people who looked at this scene were shivering.
Every year we see these monsters coming to take in boys and girls, and they are frightened every year, but they dare not not come. Even if they are extremely frightened, they still have to look at them a few more times.
This year it’s his home, next year it’s my home.
Every household has to draw lots for enshrining boys and girls, and no family with school-age children can escape.
Unless, unless you are sure to escape from the pursuit of Thirty-six Villages, and then fight your way out of the monsters and monsters all over the mountains and plains, you have to find a place where you can live without being oppressed.
This is simply not possible.
If there really was such a place, they wouldn't be unable to survive and fled to the wilderness under Snake Pan Mountain.
Although there are monsters causing trouble here, at least you don't have to pay taxes, and you can always live on for a few more years.
After being enshrined, the snake god can more or less control these little monsters and prevent them from causing chaos and going down the mountain to eat people.
There is no other way to worship one's own children.
A tall man with a height of two feet and a tiger's head with a king's pattern on his forehead came forward with a smile, took a good look at these boys and girls, nodded to Wuyun Immortal Master with satisfaction, and then glared fiercely. He risked a glance at the crowd and secretly swallowed his saliva. Only then did he hold back the bloodthirsty feeling in his heart.
"take away."
A swarm of little demons swarmed around him, making strange noises.
The wind was blowing.
The first few wolf demons that pounced on them fell to the ground with a thump before they could get close to the child.
In the bloody nose, the original shape appeared, revealing the shape of an animal body with its head and body separated.
"Who, who?"
The tiger demon opened its mouth and roared filial piety, and took out the sword from its waist, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Poof...
Before it even raised its sword, a figure appeared in front of it, and a ray of golden light flashed past. Hundreds of monsters seemed to have been cut by scythes, and all their heads fell to the ground.
No one could see clearly what the young man in white robe, who looked like a scholar, was doing.
"Monsters eat people and should be killed."
Immortal Master Wuyun had long since lost his celestial demeanor. As soon as he saw Zhang Kun showing up to kill demons, he took off the breeze and ran towards the mountain without thinking.
Just after rushing out for more than ten feet, a sword light whizzed past...
Buzz!
Qi Jin vibrates the air.
The Wuyun Immortal Master didn't say a word. His body was still in mid-air when it was separated in two. With a snap, he fell into the grass, rocks and soil and never moved again.
"It's even more abominable to help monsters and eat people. You deserve to die."
With Zhang Kun's current cultivation strength, using his divine energy to destroy the sword, even if he only uses the slightest bit of power, it is not something that this monk who has not even developed Gang Qi can resist.
He died without any sound.
"Kill, kill them all, do you know what you are doing?"
The old man in Jinyi was shocked at first. When he came back to his senses, he looked at Zhang Kun. When he saw that this man did not continue to kill, fear immediately surged into his heart like a tide.
It’s not that he’s afraid of Zhang Kun.
He could see that the man in front of him obviously wanted to save these children, kill demons, and kill evil cultivators. This was his reason. It seemed that he was acting on behalf of heaven and doing justice.
However, he didn't know that the big monster on the mountain had not been eliminated. He only killed some small monsters and killed the immortal master who negotiated with the monster, but it was useless. It would make the big monster on the mountain angry and the disaster of annihilation was just around the corner.
The old man was so frightened that his whole body trembled when he thought that all of him would be doomed.
He asked angrily, his face a little distorted.
"I know, I'm just waiting for the big demon on the mountain to get angry and come down to eat people. Come and kill one, come and kill a pair, that's all."
Zhang Kun said with a smile.
He didn't care about the old man's questioning or the fear and rage of some villagers behind him. He just looked at the majestic mountains and the snake-coiled mountain filled with evil spirit with great interest.
"I have made it clear that only the Black Water Snake Demon is at home on the mountain now. Lord Qingyun and Lord Lingxi Mountain have gone out and have not returned to the mountain. This is a good time to deal with them."
When he was about to go up the mountain, he saw that the mountain looked a bit extraordinary, and he felt a slight crisis in his heart. Zhang Kun, for the sake of safety, played a safe hand and did not attack the mountain.
He knew that once he felt something in his heart, usually the opponent would be so powerful that he would not be able to defeat him.
Either there is something mysterious about the mountain itself and it is a trap.
The more likely possibility is that this Snake Pan Ridge has been managed by three big monsters for a long time, and the monster formations have been set up to allow those monsters to better display their strength and not be afraid of being attacked.
In this case, it would be a bit irrational to go head-first into the mountains.
It would be better to lure the opponent down and set up the battlefield yourself.
As long as you are not trapped by formations or inexplicable methods, you don't have to worry about any danger.
"You want to kill us. That snake god has boundless power and magical powers, and you can't deal with it alone. It's over, you ignorant fanatic, you are harming us..."
The old man stamped his chest, cursed a few times, and called to some young men, "Quickly, send these children to the mountain so as not to disturb the snake god. Young man, you can't leave. If you leave me, we will all be attacked by monsters." Eat it and go up the mountain with us to apologize."
"Yeah, yeah, you can't leave."
Dozens of young men with angry faces, armed with steel forks, spears, bows and arrows, surrounded Zhang Kun.
Even the few young people who were surrounding the two families of fleeing people took out their hunting knives from their waists and followed them around. There was a lot of noise all around.
Some cried, some cursed.
"You are stupid and stubborn, and you are helping the tyrants to commit evil, and you deserve to die."
Zhang Kun sneered, flicked his five fingers, and wisps of sword energy turned into golden light, whistling past.
Dozens of young men, including the stern old man, all froze, their heads rolling off their shoulders.
"ah……"
There were exclamations all around.
And stopped shouting at the same time.
Everyone's hands and feet were weak, and their teeth were chattering from shaking.
This man not only killed demons and monks, but also common people.
I thought he was a chivalrous man who acted for the people, but he didn't expect that he was obviously not a good guy, killing people like mowing grass.
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If you want him to go to the mountain to confess to the monster, that is too much.
"Who else wants to go up the mountain to plead guilty? I will send him away too, so as not to take advantage of those monsters."
Zhang Kun smiled very gently, but in the eyes of everyone around him, he looked like a fierce demon and did not dare to breathe.
"Whose children are they? Take them back and raise them well."
Zhang Kun stretched out his sleeves and flicked his Shenyuan sword energy like silk and net, cutting the ropes that tied the thirty-six boys and girls. He shook his head and turned to look at the towering mountain. He no longer paid attention to whether the people behind him were crying, laughing or kneeling. Even though he kowtows, he still harbors hatred in his heart.
He saw a huge black python head appearing vaguely on top of the towering five-color mountain. Two vertical pythons were like giant lanterns, shining with orange light in the dim weather.
An icy cold energy passed through the body, making people feel unbearably slippery.
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