Chapter 107: Killing Each Other, the Monks of Jiuxiang Temple

Li Changxiao was not surprised. ♦♦ ♦♦

A wild god in the countryside is a wild god in the countryside after all. If the clay statue enshrined in it comes from an improper source, it will lack confidence. Even if the real owner has become the head of a county, he still dares not move the temple to the foot of the mountain.

If someone sees it, the clay statue looks like the county magistrate.

That would probably infuriate the people. Water can carry a boat but can also overturn it. After suspecting that he has been deceived, the incense of the sun will turn into boundless anger.

The county magistrate probably can't stand such a blow.

It's not that he is afraid of mortals, but the incense that entangles him has turned into a bad fate. How many benefits he has received are not as simple as spitting out.

Li Changxiao wrapped the white cloth on the head of the clay statue again and put it back in the small temple.

Then, he waited quietly.

Sure enough, within a quarter of an hour, the county magistrate walked slowly along the mountain path.

Even if it is a wild temple, the real owner is also sensitive.

The two looked at each other.

The county magistrate spoke first: "Let's chat? Chat while we walk."

"Okay." Li Changxiao nodded.

The two walked side by side to the top of the mountain, where there were few people and it was easy to talk.

The first time they met was at the wine table. At that time, they didn't know that the other party was a cultivator.

"How did you find out?" asked the county magistrate.

Li Changxiao shook his head and smiled, "It's not a discovery, I just came here to take a look out of curiosity."

The county magistrate sighed, and did not intend to be furious after being discovered.

He said leisurely: "In this world, the people have a hard time."

"As the head of a county, I have been in charge of Linwu County for many years. I have watched helplessly that the harvest in the county has been getting worse and worse. Life is difficult."

"It's okay now. There are still some reptiles and wild boars to eat. In a few years, I'm afraid that even these will be gone. Of course, as a county magistrate, I can eat a bowl of hot rice even if the world is in chaos. I can protect myself."

"But... from another perspective, what's the difference between me and these mortals? After all, I can't eat and can only starve."

The county magistrate said leisurely.

The former is the food of the mortal world, and the latter is the food of the cultivation world.

The situation is very embarrassing.

"Daoyou, your situation should be not much different from mine, right?" The county magistrate looked at Li Changxiao.

The county magistrate frowned slightly, and a little gold appeared in the corners of his eyes.

This is proof that he has practiced some kind of pupil technique, and it is most likely a Buddhist pupil technique.

Although the pupil technique was also greatly suppressed by the heaven and earth, only a little power was retained.

However, combining various details and judging by one's own experience, it can be guessed that the cultivation level of the man in front of him should be similar to his own, around the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

The two people have similar cultivation levels, so their situations will not be too different.

"If I were a mortal, would I have been taken away by the evil tiger?" Li Changxiao asked casually.

The county magistrate did not comment and smiled lightly.

The two slowly walked up to the top of the mountain.

The view gradually widened, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and the scenery was beautiful.

The county magistrate picked a fruit on the way, wiped it with his clothes, and took a bite, and the juice overflowed.

The county magistrate put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist, go ahead. This is good for both you and me."

Li Changxiao answered irrelevantly, "I have a friend who is also studying incense. Maybe your inspiration comes from her."

"You want to live longer, I won't stop you, but is this really good?"

"You are enjoying the people's fireworks, but you are also raising a tiger to cause trouble. You are imprisoning Linwu County in the mountains and creating terror."

Li Changxiao's voice was very flat, and no emotion could be heard.

"If not, who would sincerely worship the wild temple in the mountains?" The county magistrate said, "Not everyone has the strength and stamina of the two golden bodies in the Hemu Temple."

The county magistrate said quietly, "Besides, the tiger plague here has a long history, and can even be traced back to before the spiritual energy was exhausted."

"This place was once a place where a certain immortal kept evil tigers, watching them fight each other and gaining insights into the great way of magic."

"You can't blame me entirely."

"In terms of merit, I traveled around the world before I returned to the secular world, and I don't know how many ordinary people I saved. Now, the number of people who died because of me is only a few hundred. The merits and demerits offset each other, and I don't think I'm wrong."

Perhaps it was his conscience that made the county magistrate count on his fingers.

Li Changxiao looked at the other party quietly, but did not respond. He unscrewed the cork and took a big sip of the "Hundred Insects Wine" purchased from Linwu County.

This wine is soaked with hundreds of poisonous insects.

It can cure injuries and can also warm the body.

The intensity is very high.

After swallowing the wine with great difficulty, Li Changxiao asked calmly, "Are you a Buddhist?"

The county magistrate was stunned, thinking that after saying so much, the other party only heard the word "return to secular life", right?

He still nodded, "I once entered Jiuxiang Temple, and returned to secular life after the spiritual energy was exhausted."

"Jiuxiang Temple..." Li Changxiao said, "No wonder you thought of using incense to prolong life."

"Actually..."

"You don't have to explain right and wrong to me. Things in the world cannot be summarized by right and wrong."

"Today's matter should have a better solution."

The breeze blew, and the swordsman was leisurely.

"But I can feel that your murderous intention towards me has become stronger and stronger."

"I guess you have already decided to kill me, although I don't understand why you have to kill me? Even if you break your mud body and fly away from now on, it is better than fighting, right?"

"But the affairs of the rivers and lakes are the rivers and lakes."

"So, after you die, I will take care of the tiger in the mountain."

Li Changxiao looked at the green ocean in front of him.

He didn't even turn his head.

The county magistrate's expression became more and more ugly. He was actually seen. The left hand behind his back secretly turned the power and gathered faster.

He didn't know that he was actually hiding very well, but he couldn't avoid Li Changxiao's ability to spy on dreams.

"Hehe." The county magistrate smiled faintly, "If it was before, I might have thought about discussing a solution with you."

"But now... my physical condition is special, and I can't bear the backlash of incense.

Letting you go today is equivalent to handing over my power of life and death with both hands, so... even if it consumes spiritual energy, I will kill you here!"

Before the voice fell.

The county magistrate slapped out with a palm, and a golden body phantom condensed behind him.

The move was a big move.

Both sides were very tacit.

One move decides the victory or defeat, life and death, and never shirks.

However, Li Changxiao was faster than him. His sword flashed and then he put it away.

Blood splattered.

The county magistrate fell helplessly.

One move.

Life and death.

The affairs of the rivers and lakes are left to the rivers and lakes.

Li Changxiao stepped over his body, came to the edge of the mountain, and then jumped down.

He made a sword gesture.

As his figure fell, he controlled the Qingping long sword and shot it straight into the depths of the forest.

At the same time.

A tiger as tall as three people was crawling in the cave.

This creature, before the spiritual energy was exhausted, was called the Lord of the Mountain.

It was the overlord among tigers.

Male Lords of the Mountain were common.

But female Lords of the Mountain were rare and could give birth to four tigers every year.

Therefore, this Lord of the Mountain was the source of the tiger plague in Linwu County.

This tiger had already shown signs of recognizing its master and had been subdued by the county magistrate with Buddhist teachings and used by him.

The Qingping sword came from the sky and shot into the depths of the cave, instantly piercing the head of the Lord of the Mountain.

Although, the long sword flew back to the swordsman's hand.

One man and one sword, leisurely and leisurely, all the evil tigers in the mountain were wiped out.

It was just a casual move.