He soon found a wine shop, and when he walked in, he looked over and saw a highly rotten arm on the counter, and the wine jar had been drained.

I found the location of the cellar with my spiritual thoughts. When I entered it, I saw another corpse. He was only ten years old. There were no scars on the body. It was obvious that he was hiding in the cellar and did not dare to come out and starve to death.

Gu Wen shut down his sense of smell, spit out a ray of real fire to burn the corpse, and put more than a dozen jars of wine into the Qiankun bag by the light of the fire.

Finally, he took an empty jar and put it in the ashes, then walked out with the jar in his hand.

Ao Tang searched with his mind and naturally knew the scene inside, and said: "You are calm, don't you have a trace of anger?"

"Dharma protector, mercy is for the rich. As a mediocre beggar, I have seen this happen too often. It's good to have someone pick up the bones after death. There are too many mass graves these days."

Gu Wen gently turned the broken arm into ashes and put it into the urn. He sensed a few unusual auras in his mind.

“I won’t worry unfounded until I can’t find a permanent cure.”

When he first escaped from prison, Gu Wen thought about doing something, such as becoming a chivalrous knight who would do justice, punish rape and eliminate evil. He already had the power to ignore the government, kill corrupt officials if he wanted, and destroy aristocratic families if he wanted.

But after killing bandits, I found that it was the mountain people. After killing officials several times, I found that it didn't help. After getting rid of the harm several times, I found that nothing had changed.

In troubled times, all living beings are evil, and it is difficult to distinguish between good and evil in order to survive.

What this world needs is not a chivalrous knight, but a powerful person who can help the building collapse.

You only need a broken knife to kill a person, but what do you need to save the world?

"If we were not in Nanshui, they would not die."

When Ao Tang finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on his lips. Gu Wen paused in his movements, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, saying, "The monster won't come to kill you today, but the official will come to kill you tomorrow, but I'm sure it's an inducement."

He could think of it, but Gu Wen deliberately didn't think about it.

Now that the situation cannot tolerate his own willfulness, there is no guarantee that he can still be the savior?

Yu Hua could help Chi Yuzi arbitrarily, and Chi Yuzi could be arbitrarily willing for his own life, but someone had to be patient. Gu Wen could endure it, but it wasn't the first day he endured it. He was already familiar with the road.

He cannot be willful, act as he pleases, or be swayed by his emotions.

"This is not your fault, I just want you to know the difference between humans and monsters."

Seeing that Gu Wen's attention had been attracted, Ao Tang didn't think much and continued to talk about Taoism theory.

"People feed on grains, and monks also make elixirs and elixirs. Those who feed on their own strength are humans. But those who feed on living creatures' blood and use human flesh to make elixirs are monsters."

Ideological education is very important. As an elder of the Sanqing Taoist Sect, he felt that he must teach Gu Wen the essence of the Taoist sect to avoid apostasy in the future.

The moral high ground is very important, and it is the only way to twist all parties in the human race into one rope.

They, the human race, make a living by growing grains and cultivating elixirs for cultivation. They cannot feed so many people just by eating meat.

Gu Wen can actually understand the huge role of this seemingly useless theory. At a large level, it is the shaping of thoughts. Only the three religions have the power to spread ideas to the human race. At a small level, it can also stabilize the monks' Taoist hearts and prevent the deception of monsters.

Good and evil are human concepts. To talk about good and evil when killing monsters is not to speak to the monster, but to the person who kills the monster.

Ao Tang was chanting sutras on the side, while Gu Wen was listening and collecting the ashes of the remains in the deserted town.

He listened to everything, using history as a guide and scenes as a reflection of reality.

Gu Wen originally planned to kill the demon. He did not need these theories and history as motivation, but he could feel the necessity.

The Great Sage has a saying: "Anyway, if the evil people are not eliminated, good people will be harmed."

When I walked to the center of the town, I heard noises coming from the surrounding messy houses. More than a dozen figures half taller than ordinary people appeared vaguely. They had yellow faces and fangs, holding blood-stained swords.

The skin of the Qiu meat is bulging, and the muscles and veins are visible to the naked eye.

Wolf? Or dog?

The Zhanxia Sword was slowly pulled out of its scabbard, the cold blade passed through the scabbard, and the clanging sword intent resounded throughout the sky.

Monsters and beasts have spirits. They sense that something is wrong, the evil light in their eyes disappears, and their faces show fear.

The demon in the farthest corner has turned around and fled.

Zheng!

Until the Xia-Zhan Sword is completely unsheathed, the sword shines like light from the sky, piercing through the shadows and eradicating evil spirits.

Gu Wen raised his sword and slowly dropped it from the height. Blood flowers bloomed around him, and the demon's blood spattered on the walls of the empty house.

Gu Wen carries two swords behind his back, slashing the clouds and killing, and killing the enemy with the fairy sword.

He took all the demon pills with his spiritual thoughts and stuffed them into his mouth. The bloody demon pills were chewed, and the smelly blood dripped from the corners of his mouth.

【Seventy Years of Tianmui】

"Dharma protector, I need a thousand-mile horse, a thousand-mile horse in one moment."

"What are you going to do?"

Ao Tang suddenly felt something bad, but he saw that Gu Wen had already turned over and said calmly: "Of course it's about slaying demons. My soul covers a radius of fifty miles, you can instantly reach fifty miles, and you and I can wipe out the five hundred miles."

"If demons are not eliminated, they will cause harm to mortals. Killing one is a virtue, killing ten thousand is a Buddha."

The donkey turned into a black horse, its mane fluttering in the wind, and it galloped for a thousand kilometers in less than half a rest. The horse's hooves fell to the ground like a giant elephant trampling them, crushing the only demon that escaped the town.

Gu Wen took a demon pill, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

【Seventy-three Years of Heavenly Essence】

The little demon of the third level of Daoji is worth three years of heavenly essence.

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A hundred miles away, south of the ferry, the shouts of killing were loud.

A wolf monster was trapped in the military formation, and the rebel soldiers were all disfigured. The sword swept through the three of them and chopped them off at the waist.

It was full of ferocity and had already shown its intention to retreat. With its three-level Taoist body, it was completely unable to resist these thousands of mortal warriors.

After exhausting his last mana, he breathed out true fire, and in an instant, most of the surrounding mortals retreated.

It held a knife in its mouth and shouted: "I am the great demon under the throne of Holy Son Yu Ni, who dares to kill me! Pull out the muscles and bones, refine the soul and put it in the pot!"

The mortals were frightened, and suddenly a figure came forward with a gun, thrust out the gun with great force, and pierced the belly of the wolf demon.

Half of Jiang Jucai's hair was ignited, and the flames burned his flesh, but he still moved forward.

The Xuan Ming Spear Ming Jin has extremely piercing power, and the wolf demon's fur and iron bones, which are comparable to heavy armor, can no longer support it.

From all directions, more Jiang family disciples came with troops, using their mortal bodies to attack the demonic real fire, and stabbed each other with their spears.

Being attacked from both sides, with iron spears piercing his body, the wolf demon fell helplessly.

Jiang Jucai raised his silver spear high and said with blood on his face: "The imperial court is unkind and should be rebelled against, and demons and cannibals should be killed. Today we will eat demon flesh and drink demon blood!"

The Southern Spring Rebel Army took the ferry as its boundary, attacked the evil spirits in the south, and attacked the imperial court in the north.

Although they only faced some small demons and local troops from Nanshui who wandered out to look for food, the real big demons and the imperial imperial army had not yet taken action against them. But after their momentum and reputation were established, powerful powers from all over the country responded one after another, and refugees and common people everywhere rushed to fight.

join the army.

At this moment, the Nanchun Army can be said to be an army of one million people, with the potential to swallow up half of the country.

On the top of the mountain in the distance from the ferry, demonic figures covet the millions of people on the ferry.
Chapter completed!