mtlumby2d Chapter 467: Climbing the Mountain, Killing People, East God Temple
Chapter 467: Climbing the Mountain, Killing People, East God Temple
After a deeper understanding, I realized that the city of Qingrao has been plagued by beggars. Although the three families in the city are very wealthy, they are probably three points inferior to the Beggar Gang.
Most of the missing people in the city were caused by the Beggars' Gang. This situation is similar to that in Mengze City. The difference is that the beggars in Mengze City are smaller in scale and still within the controllable range.
In Qingrao city, the Beggar Gang was so rampant that it was obviously out of control. When Li Changxiao entered the city for the first time, he felt that the city was prosperous. However, after he got involved in the matter due to various opportunities, he realized that in today's world, there was no pure land.
The chaos in Qingrao City was difficult to detect with the naked eye. Li Changxiao left Qingrao City and headed towards the suburbs. There were many secret codes and marks along the way, all left by the Beggars' Gang. It was difficult for ordinary people to notice them without knowing it.
Li Changxiao didn't need to use his eyes, he could see everything with just a light sweep of his spiritual sense.
On the way, the old beggar felt greedy and wanted to ask Li Changxiao for a drink of wine, but Li Changxiao simply refused because not everyone could drink his wine.
"Look at you, you are dressed so well, but I am so stingy." The old beggar muttered to himself and cursed himself.
The friendship of "15 taels" of silver just now was completely forgotten in just half a journey. He introduced this and that when he came here, but after failing to get any wine, he kept silent and dragged his feet. He said he wanted to rest after walking a few steps, and said his waist and legs were not feeling well after walking a few more steps.
Li Chang smiled. In his eyes, the other party would not live long anyway. Strictly speaking, with his ability, he did not even need the old beggar to lead the way. He had once found the son of the Fu family in Longcheng by searching for a needle in a haystack.
The beggars' stronghold was so large that it was easier to find than to find it alone. If he wanted to, he could find it, and it would be faster and more accurate, but he didn't have to do so. It wouldn't take much time, just one day earlier or later.
The Tao follows nature, and dreams also follow nature. With someone leading the way, you can save some energy.
When we reached the stronghold, we found it was in the mountains and fields, lush and green, with many trees and grasses on the road. At first glance, there seemed to be no path, but in fact there was a path. There was a dilapidated temple at the foot of the mountain, where several beggars were warming themselves by the fire, keeping an eye on the people passing by.
The old beggar whispered a few words to the beggar who was following him, and then the latter indicated that he could pass.
The three of them followed the mountain path and went up the mountain. The higher they went, the more beggars they saw. Except for their tattered clothes and dirty and smelly bodies, they looked like beggars. Each of them had bright eyes and strong bodies, and many of them were martial artists.
Some of them were even martial artists with profound knowledge. The three of them were walking on the mountain path, and the beggars on both sides looked at them unkindly.
"and many more!"
At this time.
There was a beggar on the top of the mountain, running down quickly.
He walked very fast, and in a moment of distraction, he came down like a breeze.
Seeing such strength, Liu Qier was shocked, but his mind became active.
The skills displayed by this beggar are not bad. If he is better than the swordsman in white, I can try to see if I can become his disciple. If not, I can just pretend nothing happened.
"Old man, you have very nimble legs and feet." Thinking of this, his eyes rolled, and despite the suspicion of usurping the limelight, he took a step forward, passed half a body length past Li Changxiao, bowed and praised with a smile.
"There are even better ways."
The beggar who came down from the top of the mountain swung his legs, and a gust of wind blew out, which made a big tree in the distance rustle.
At a certain moment, there was a snap and it broke in the middle. The power of this kick was so terrifying. Liu Qier was even more excited. If this wasn't a god, then what was it?
"Brother Bai Yi, I'm afraid his skills are not inferior to yours, right?" Liu Qier coughed twice and changed his words quietly.
"Haha." The beggar on the mountaintop sneered, "How can a mortal warrior compare to me?"
"Oh?" Liu Qier was surprised.
The beggar on the mountaintop said, "Brother in white, you look very cool standing there with a sword in hand. Sometimes you can also use some fighting power, either by sending out a few flashes of sword light or splitting the ground."
"But in the final analysis, these are just mortal methods. I have never seen the true methods of immortals."
When Liu Qier heard this, he thought to himself that this was indeed the case, and asked again, "Then, Senior, are you a true immortal who has descended to earth?"
"Not really." The beggar on the mountaintop said, "I am just a little more special than ordinary people. I have never cultivated to be an immortal. What a pity."
"By the way, old senior, what is the purpose of your coming here?" Liu Qier suddenly asked.
"Please go back." The beggar on the top of the mountain said, "I heard that you three wanted to go to the top of the mountain to buy meat, but today the beggar master is meeting an honored guest, so please go back and come back another day, come back another day."
Just give up being a beggar on the mountaintop.
Liu Qier bowed his waist and said, "Thank you for the reminder, thank you for the reminder."
After saying this, Liu Qier turned around and walked away, pulling at the corner of Li Changxiao's clothes, but found that he couldn't pull it.
He looked back and found that the man in white had not said a word since just now, with his head raised...looking at the top of the mountain.
Could it be that there are flowers?
He actually guessed it right. There really were flowers there, invisible flowers formed by the gathering of incense.
He closed his eyes slightly, unscrewed the wine gourd, and let the wine sit in his mouth, waiting for the smell of the wine to rise to his nose, stinging his throat and warming his head.
Then he swallowed it. The next second.
He gently lifted the Qingping sword with his thumb, and a cold light flashed from the sword, instantly catching the eyes of the beggar on the top of the mountain.
Just a moment.
Beggars came from all directions.
"How dare you!" The beggar on the top of the mountain shouted. It had always been the Beggars' Gang that had caused trouble to others, but he had never seen anyone dare to cause trouble to the Beggars' Gang.
Li Changxiao slowly opened his eyes, his deep blue eyes were so beautiful that it was hard to tell whether it was real or fake.
He was dressed in fluttering white clothes as he slowly drew out his sword. A hint of murderous intent enveloped the entire mountain in the process.
A drizzle of rain fell without any warning.
"He's going to kill someone again."
He murmured softly, and as the sound fell, the sword that was flashing with cold air was finally pulled out completely.
A beggar saw this and rushed over immediately. He kicked the ground and made it crack. He twisted his body and punched with a sonic boom, like an ancient giant beast rushing towards him.
The man in white didn't even look at him. He just slashed with his sword lightly, blood splattered high, and he killed one person.
"Catch him! Catch him!" The beggar on the top of the mountain was so angry that he jumped up and down and cursed loudly.
The beggars surrounded them, some threw stones, some held sticks, and some used internal energy to attack them without showing any hesitation.
Seeing that he still couldn't defeat the opponent, the beggar on the mountaintop became furious and decided to teach this mortal warrior a lesson.
So he took a light step, and the wind from his legs whizzed. He swung his foot, and the wind shot out, stirring up dust. It was truly extraordinary.
With a bang, the kick missed the target and hit a beggar. The beggar was instantly torn into pieces, with broken limbs and head scattered all over the ground. The scene was truly horrifying.
Liu Qier swallowed his saliva, thinking that he was really strong. Then he thought of something else and jumped up and cursed, "You coward, coward, I was so unlucky in my previous life, but you have ruined me so badly, so badly."
The beggar on the mountaintop raised his lips, and was about to raise his legs to show his killing power, but his legs felt cold. The man in white, who was far away, had arrived in front of him without knowing when, and easily cut off his legs, and grabbed his throat with one hand.
That cold look made him feel deeply cold.
"Interesting, is it the power of incense?" Li Changxiao seemed to have seen through the other person from inside out.
Then he blew out a breeze from his mouth, blowing away the man's vitality, and Li Changxiao threw it away casually.
"This..." Liu Qier, who had just been cursing, was speechless for a moment. After gradually calming down, he thought: "The battle was intense just now, and the master should not have noticed that I scolded him. Even if he noticed, so what? It is natural for the apprentice to scold the master."
Then he cursed the beggar again, "Old man, you thought you were so powerful, but it turns out you are just a coward."
Liu Qier, who was quick-witted, really overestimated himself. From beginning to end, Li Changxiao ignored him.
He himself wanted to follow this stronghold. The joy and anger, the acceptance of disciples and the transmission of skills along the way, all kinds of emotional changes were just his imagination.
How could Li Changxiao have the heart to care about such a person? He could see the fortune and disaster with his eyes. This beggar Liu had a dark aura and was in great trouble.
If he didn't retreat, his life would be in danger. However, he didn't remind him. When he was in Qingrao City, he had already told Liu Qier that he didn't need to go with him. The deal of "bread and guidance" was over.
But Liu Qier firmly believed that Li Changxiao wanted to accept him as his disciple, so he followed him.
Since he was not brought by Li Changxiao, Li Changxiao didn't care about his life or death.
Let it be his fate.
Li Changxiao, holding the blood-stained sword, walked slowly up the mountain path.
Behind him are piles of bones.
Suddenly, his eyes stopped in front of a temple.
On the temple plaque, there are four large gold-plated characters "Dongshenjun Temple" written on it.