Chapter 27: The Temple of God (Seeking Book Recommendations)

  "Hey kid, do you know what we're doing? Dare to learn from others and rob people here?" A tall and thin rogue, looking at Fang Ling standing on the tree, laughed loudly: "Go back home and drink milk from your mother instead!"

  As soon as he said this, a burst of laughter erupted.

  Some people laughed so hard they held their stomachs, as if they would burst at any moment.

  But the leader, Shi Zhai Zhu, didn't smile. He waved his hand and clasped his fists, saying: "I'm Shi Jin Jiao, the second leader of Eagle Gorge. As they say, those who see have a share. What does this brother want? Just ask!"

  Shi Jinjiao's words made those laughing rascals turn serious one by one.

  As the second leader of the mountain stronghold, Shi Jinjiao has a certain prestige among this group of rascals. Seeing that this fearless and daring second leader is being so cautious, it means that the young man on the tree is not simple.

  Fang Ling smiled faintly: "I want ten gold bricks, ten silver bricks."

  These two sentences were purely learned from watching TV back then, but saying them now is quite timely and natural.

  Shi Jinjiao gazed intently at Fang Lin for two moments, a fierce glint flashing across his eyes. Usually it was he who seized the initiative from others; now that the tables were turned, how could he possibly feel comfortable?

  However, he smiled and said: "We don't have ten gold bricks and silver bricks for the time being. Here are five hundred taels of gold tickets, take them as you please!"

  Five hundred taels of gold tickets are equivalent to twenty blocks of gold bricks, Shi Jinjiao is still quite generous.

  Fang Ling looked at the gold ticket handed over to him, sneered and threw it directly on the ground: "The gold brick I want is as big as this mountain, the silver brick I want is as thick as this earth. You'd better take these 500 taels of gold tickets back and use them to fill your teeth!"

  A gold brick as big as Mount Lu's sound, and ten more! Not to mention a silver brick as thick as the earth.

  This is clearly picking on someone!

  All of them have a sense of being humiliated and enraged.

  Shi Jinjiao's face changed color. He glared fiercely at Fang Ling, and if he hadn't felt that this person had come somewhat mysteriously, he would have torn the little brat to shreds long ago!

  "Brother, don't rub sand in people's eyes, your younger brother shouldn't be too pushy!"

  Fang Ling still stood on the branch, without any intention of coming down: "I'm just forcing you too much, what can you do?"

  In the village, even the head of the village wouldn't dare to treat Shi Jinjiao with such arrogance. This sentence made Shi Jinjiao completely let go of his concerns.

  "What's wrong? I'll kill you!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, the two chain copper hammers in his hand were thrown out like lightning. The two wolf heads, as black as ink, were three times larger than before.

  This blow, Shi Jinjiao used all his strength.

  Even someone of the same level as Shi Jingjiao didn't dare to take this blow.

  Fang Ling also didn't catch it, his body lightly floated up, the Golden Goose Skill was displayed, and he landed strangely behind Shi Jinjiao.

  At the moment of landing, Fang Ling suddenly raised his hands, and a short black knife like ink shot out from his small Qiankun bag.

  This short knife was as swift as lightning and shot straight at Shi Jin's horn.

  Before Shi Jinguang could react, the black short knife had already arrived in front of him. Faced with this short knife, Shi Jinguang was so frightened that his soul flew away.

  "Master, you are the master!" A shrill cry burst from Shi Jinjiao's mouth, and with this cry, Shi Jinjiao was even more prepared to turn around and run quickly.

  However, his body was already shrouded in a cold chill, and every movement was extremely difficult.

  "Pffft!"

  A black light flashed by, and Shi Jinjiao's huge head fell to the ground in an instant.

  "Master, run quickly!"

  The mountain bandits behind Shi Jinjiao suddenly scattered and fled in all directions.

  At this moment, they hated their parents for giving them two fewer legs.

  Fang Ling coldly gazed at those fleeing bandits, thoughts flashing in his mind, and the black short knife flew out.

  Either don't do it, or do it to the extreme!

  "Don't let them go, they've killed many people!" Lu Yueying shouted loudly at Fang Ling.

  A black flash of a knife, like a bolt of lightning, danced in the crowd!

  In an instant, more than thirty bandits fell into a pool of blood.

  The Xuan Yin knife hummed in mid-air, just like a child who had just eaten his fill.

  And in this tremor, Fang Ling felt a murderous aura spreading over his own heart!

  This is a crazy killing intent, and this killing intent comes from the Xuan Yin Knife!

  Blood Refining Furnace Treasure Sword moves in a biased direction, allowing Fang Ling to rely on her four-layer cultivation of Qi Refining to control the Xuan Yin Knife, a magical tool that only foundation-building cultivators can use, but there is also great risk inside.

  If he wasn't careful, Fang Lin would be influenced by the knife intent formed by this treasure and become a madman who only knew how to slaughter.

  "Received!"

  The thought in his mind flashed, and the Xuan Yin knife lightly flew back into the Qian Kun bag.

  At the moment when the Xuan Yin knife flew back, Fang Ling spat out a mouthful of air.

  Looking down at the eagles lying on the ground, a refreshing feeling rushed to my head!

  A man should be brave enough to kill!

  "Are you Fang Ling? Are you really Fang Ling!" Lu Yueying's eyes stared tightly at Fang Ling, with joy and also disbelief.

  She had thought that she would end her short life in the bandit's lair, but unexpectedly, at her darkest moment, this person rushed out.

  He killed all the bandits and never had to go to the bandit's lair again!

  Fang Ling smiled: "Moon Ying, long time no see!"

  The villagers of Lujia Village surrounded him all at once. Several relatives who had lost their loved ones kept scratching Shi Jinjiao's body with their hands, and the mournful cries echoed around.

  Lu Da Shu and the village head walked over quickly, they also saw what had just happened. Lu Da Shu, who was originally quite casual with Fang Ling, seemed a bit constrained in front of him.

  "Xiao Ling, no... thank you, Xian Chang!"

  Looking at Lu's uncle's awkward appearance, Fang Ling smiled and said: "Uncle Lu, I'm still Fang Ling, you don't have to be polite."

  Although Fang Ling said it lightly, but on the other side of Lu Da Shu, when he started talking, it was not as casual as before. As for these changes, Fang Ling felt a bit uncomfortable, but didn't say anything.

  He knew in his heart that this kind of thing couldn't be changed with just a few words.

  "Fang Xianchang, this is not a place for conversation, let's go to the village and have a chat." The aged village chief insisted on calling him Fang Lingxianchang.

  This name made Fang Ling feel somewhat helpless.

  However, he was not prepared to stay in Lujia Village, so he tactfully declined: "Thank you for your kindness, village chief, I still have something to do, next time!"

  Fang Ling's voice was not loud, but at this moment, it sounded in the ears of everyone in Lujia Village with an unquestionable majesty.

  "Immortal Master, on the other side of Eagle Cliff, there is still a group of bandits. If you leave like this, they will never let our Lu Village go!" The village chief suddenly knelt down to the ground and begged bitterly: "Please, Immortal Master, take charge for us!"

  "Let Master Qiu be our host!"

  Seeing the village chief kneel down, the other people of Lujia Village also knelt down.

  Wang Hu's head had a dizzy feeling at this time. After great sorrow and great joy, there was a daze.

  He couldn't quite believe all of this was real, but the facts were telling him, in no uncertain terms, that it was.

  That little medicine boy who was looked down upon by himself not only had a set of skills that he couldn't match, but also turned out to be an immortal master!

  "Wang Hu, what are you staring at? Kneel down!" Father's voice was urgent. Seeing father's expression, Wang Hu also knelt down.

  Fang Ling looked at Lu Dashi and others who were kneeling on the ground, hesitated for a moment, then helped Lu Dashi up and said: "Everyone gets up, I will handle the Eagle Cliff matter well!"

  "Thank you, Master Xian!" Uncle Lu waved his hand gratefully: "Everyone, pack up your things and follow Master Xian to Eagle Gorge!"

  "Fang Ling waved his hand and said: 'As long as someone leads the way, I can go by myself.'"

  "Master Xian, you yourself..." Lu Da Shu looked at Fang Ling, somewhat unwilling to believe, but looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground, his doubts disappeared completely.

  "I know where Eagle Cliff is!" Lu Yueying was the first to stand up and say.

  Fang Ling looked at the sparkling light in Lu Yueying's eyes, how couldn't he understand what this girl was thinking? But he understood even more clearly that he and this simple-minded girl were like two clouds drifting in different directions.

  "Alright, let's go now!"

  After a brief moment of hesitation, Fang Ling still decided to fulfill this girl's wish.

  Lu Daishu and others were unwilling to let Lu Yueying go alone, but Fang Ling's words, they did not dare, nor could they refute.

  Under the sunlight, two figures hurried towards Eagle Gorge, and gradually, their silhouettes changed from dark dots to nothingness.

  " Ninth brother, with Fang Xianlong around, Yueying won't be in any danger!" The village chief came to Lu Da's side and comforted him softly.

  Lu Da Shu nodded and then sighed: "What I'm worried about isn't this."

  "Hey there, young one, it's normal to think a lot, you'll be fine after a while!" The village chief patted Lu Da Shu forcefully and comforted him.

  Lu Da Shu nodded, this was also his way of comforting himself.

  Although the mountain bandits were beheaded by Fang Ling, there were still many things to do in Lujia Village. When all the things were busy, the sun had already begun to set in the west.

  Under the fiery sunset, a figure walked back to Lukou Village from the other side of the mountain!

  "Yuè Yīng is back! Yuè Yīng is back!"

  The people gazing out at the edge of the village shouted loudly.

  With this shout, the villagers who were still anxious in their hearts quickly rushed out of their courtyards.

  "Yueying, what's wrong? Did the Immortal Emperor fail?" The village chief asked hastily, seeing Lu Yueying's dispirited appearance.

  Lu Yueying raised her head and said in a low voice: "It's done. From now on, there will be no Eagle Cliff on Lushan Mountain!"

  "Really? That's great! I knew Xian Zhang would succeed!"

  "The bandits at Eagle Cliff are gone, from now on our days will be even better!"

  ……

  "Village chief, I think we should build a temple for Xianzhang to thank him for his kindness to our Lujiavillage!"

  "Right, I agree, let's build it now!"

  Lu Yueying looked at the excited villagers, feeling a lump in her throat. She touched the book called "Po Yu Zhi" in her pocket and her face became even more determined.

  Three days later, a small temple appeared outside Lujia Village. Inside the temple was enshrined a young man with a somewhat blurry face. The faint blue smoke rendered his already blurred face even more mysterious!

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