Cultivating Immortals in Two Worlds: From Qing Fu to Primordial Chaos

Chapter 37: Rooting out
In the forest, two figures were looking at the woods below the mountain, and one of them had a bloody sword.

"Fourth brother, why has second brother been gone for so long?"

At this moment, the swordsman carrying the thick-backed knife had impatience and resentment in his eyes.

"If he doesn't come back, we'll have no choice but to kill him!"

The swordsman holding the Wu Gou sword also frowned.

There were simply too many people in the forest. The Liu brothers were mixed in the crowd, and they managed to kill only one of them. The others were frightened and gathered together. Faced with so many people, they could not show up and kill them all.

On the hillside, the two men's patience had gradually worn out. If they failed to do this job well today, they would not be able to explain to the leader of Hengling Village when they returned.

"Then let's do it. Anyway, we both have our faces covered. As long as they can't recognize our faces, Hengling Village won't be implicated!"

The swordsman holding the thick-backed knife raised his hand and threw the long knife in his hand, which sank deep into the ground.

There was a cold light flashing in the depths of his eyes, and he took out a pair of steel armbands from his waist.

This means that he is prepared to abandon his most valuable weapon in order to avoid being recognized as his signature weapon.

Wu Gou swordsman thought for a moment, then took off the sword in his hand, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Okay, let's make a quick decision!"

He took out a human skin mask from his arms and threw it to the thick-backed swordsman. The thick-backed swordsman took it, put it on his face and smiled.

"Fourth brother, your skills are priceless. Without them, it would be much more difficult for you and me to do things!"

Wu Gou swordsman was immediately proud when he heard this.

"If not for this, how could Big Brother be the fourth in command in my village!"

But after taking a few steps, the two men's faces suddenly changed. They saw a burst of blazing blood and energy coming rapidly from a distance, like a tiger or cheetah shuttling through the mountains, at an extremely fast speed, and in an instant it was in front of the two men. The thick-backed swordsman subconsciously raised the steel claws in his hands, and saw a ball of dazzling golden light rising from the figure. During the fierce collision, only several crisp sounds of breaking bones were heard, accompanied by large mouthfuls of blood mist, and the figure was knocked away by brute force in an instant.

"what!"

The swordsman fell to the ground with a miserable cry, and his entire hand, including the steel claw in his hand, was broken, leaving a small piece of bloody bone in his arm.

When Wu Gou swordsman saw this scene, he was shocked. He saw the figure coming quickly, covered in golden light, like a god of war. Amid the roar of blood, a huge fist appeared in front of him.

There was a ferocity in the eyes of Wu Gou swordsman, but in an instant he drew out a silver light from his waist. It was a soft sword that stabbed across the air, but he saw the golden light coming towards him. A huge force grew out of thin air and turned into a heart-piercing hammer, which hit him hard and sent him flying. The soft sword pierced like a poisonous snake and fell on the golden light, but it did not cause any ripples.

In the golden light, Yang Huai's figure emerged. He glanced at the two of them and said lightly.

"If you want to have a new life now, then go ahead!"

Having said that, Yang Huai did not extinguish the small Vajra Mantra that was lingering in front of him.

With the magical skill of the Small Vajra Mantra in his hands, he can easily crush ordinary warriors.

In other words, he had never practiced any speed-related techniques, otherwise the two of them would have been suppressed by him at the first sight.

But it’s a little more troublesome now.

"A Taoist master?"

At this time, the faces of the thick-backed swordsman and the Wu Hook swordsman were pale.

They knew very well that facing such a master with Taoist magic, their martial arts would be of no use at all.

Yang Huai looked at the two people's expressions at this time and suddenly smiled.

"Answer me a few questions, and I'll have a good time with you later!"

"You can choose not to tell me, or commit suicide in front of me, but for me, it's just a little trouble. At most, I can detain your souls, torture them, and then interrogate you again!"

Of course, he didn't have the ability to capture souls and refine spirits, but he could at least scare the two frightened bandits.

Wu Gou swordsman, who had wanted to bargain, turned pale when he heard this. Having seen the abilities of the Wild Dog Taoist, they had no doubts at all.

He moved his mouth, took another look at the miserable state of the thick-backed swordsman, and smiled miserably on his face.

A moment later, Yang Huai got everything he wanted. Looking at the two leaders of Hengling Village who had lost their will to resist on the ground, he said coldly.

"Very good, just commit suicide to avoid dirtying my hands!" The two men looked at each other, knowing that they had no chance of survival, they raised their hands and slapped their heads hard. In a moment, there were two nameless corpses in the forest.

Yang Huai looked at the scene calmly, but there was some coldness in his eyes.

Hengling Village is a large bandit village deep in the Hengyang Mountains. It has been entrenched in this mountain range that spans many counties for some time. It often robs passers-by and caravans on the road, and occasionally goes down the mountain to rob and do business at no cost. It has killed and injured many innocent people, and the two men deserved to be put to death.

According to the two leaders, they were the fourth and sixth leaders in Hengling Village. The one who died at the hands of the four brothers of the Liu family was the fifth leader, and the wild dog Taoist was the second leader.

In the mountain stronghold, apart from the leader of Hengling Stronghold, the Lone Heavenly King Lu Kui, there is only one third leader who acts as a military advisor.

Soon, Yang Huai dealt with the bodies of the two leaders efficiently.

Above the mountains.

Yang Huai pondered for a moment, looking at the human skin mask he took out from the arms of Wu Gou Swordsman. He sneered and put it on his face immediately, then headed towards Hengling Village. After learning about the terrain of Hengling Village and the vindictive style of the leader of Hengling Village, he naturally could not leave this hidden danger, so he simply solved it all at once so that he could practice with peace of mind.

After he left, a slender figure emerged from the dark forest. It glanced around, snorted, and thought to itself.

"This kid is really ruthless, but he is very thoughtful. With his style of doing things, if he is determined to attack under false names, I'm afraid that the so-called 'Lone Heavenly King' of Hengling Village will not be able to defend against him!"

"Okay, now you can go back home and eat and drink in peace! It's a good opportunity for me to take a break!"

It kicked its long legs and disappeared into the forest in an instant.

……

As night falls, the village seems particularly small in the darkness.

Under the moonlight, Yang Huai's figure appeared in the village, and he sneaked into Yang's house under the cover of night. A strong smell of blood could be faintly seen around him, and it was feared that he had experienced a massacre.

While the Yang family was quiet at this time, the other two places in the Yang family enclosure were brightly lit and bustling. One was the headman's house, where many villagers killed vicious dogs to reward the warriors. Everyone ate meat and drank wine, and there was rice and meat to be had afterwards. The atmosphere was very lively.

The killing of those seven or eight strange dogs today will probably be the talk of the village for a long time.

Yang Dalang from the village head's family also became famous because of this.

The other one was the Liu family, and they were crying constantly.

The Liu brothers lost their eldest brother who went up the mountain to farm, which made everyone in the Liu family heartbroken!

At this time, in the mourning hall, only many descendants of the Liu family were in tears.

Yang Huai took a shower, changed his clothes and came out of the room. From a distance, he saw Yuan Xiuxiu standing under the moonlight. Although she was wearing a coarse linen dress, she looked like an elf fairy under the moon. Yang Huai was stunned for a moment, but then he heard Yuan Xiuxiu turn around and look at Yang Huai and say.

"Yang Lang was very impressive today, but it made my parents worried for a while!"

Yang Huai's face suddenly became honest and simple.

"Where is the majesty? What are you talking about, madam?"

Yuan Xiuxiu looked at Yang Huai's changing expression and immediately shook her head and said.

"My husband, your cultivation has not yet been completed. You should cultivate your mind more and commit fewer murders, so as not to affect your cultivation!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Huai was stunned.

"Can the karma of killing affect one's practice?"

Yuan Xiuxiu glanced at him and said lightly.

"Not necessarily. As long as your mind is pure and your heart is firm, you will naturally be at peace. If you can't do that, your future will naturally be filled with many karmic obstacles and great tribulations!"

Hearing this, Yang Huai was no longer worried and just smiled.

"Only my wife can disturb my mind, no one else can!"

Hearing this, Yuan Xiuxiu looked at him deeply, but turned away, sighing secretly in her heart.

Deep inside the donkey shed, the old donkey stretched out his neck and stared with his eyes. He was cursing in his heart but he couldn't say it out loud. He was very anxious.

"Damn you black-hearted kid, your heart is harder than stone, you kill people without blinking an eye, and you even come to deceive the Lord, what a mess!"

(End of this chapter)