Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 145: Hometown, Jiangshui

Since you have chosen to hide, then disappear completely.

While thinking, the figure rushed forward.

Hills, trees, and rivers constantly pass by before my eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, a small village came into view.

Zhang Yuanzhu slowed down and stopped in front of the village.

He placed his palm on the hilt of the knife and tapped it lightly with his five fingers. The sound of metal echoed throughout the village.

Figures walked out of the house one after another.

The villagers' faces were pale and their expressions were numb until they saw who was coming.

One body after another trembled, and there was a commotion, which soon returned to silence.

Finally, an old man with a hunched back came over tremblingly.

"My dear sir, I wonder why you have come to this remote place of ours."

The old man lowered his head, not daring to look directly at the figure standing in front of him.

The feeling of oppression was so strong that the old man dared not make any unnecessary movements.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked indifferent as he glanced at the villagers.

His gaze passed over the figures and looked at the disabled people hiding in the house, some missing arms, some missing eyes.

Cruel and bloody, with a hint of demonic energy.

The methods of evil cultivators?
"What kind of place is this? What kind of country is this?"

A cold voice came out slowly.

The old man did not hesitate for a moment and responded immediately:
"Yuan Guo, Yanquan Village."

"My dear, this place is dangerous. You'd better leave as soon as possible."

Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly. He had never heard of Yanquan Village, but how could Yuanguo not know about it?

As for the danger, he is just an evil cultivator at the first or second level of Qi training.

What he was thinking about now was how much the teleportation array had shifted.

Afterwards, he asked for some basic information, but the old man didn't know much except some common sense.

After a conversation, the boy stopped asking questions and took a deep look at the village.

Turn around and leave.

After the boy left, all the villagers walked towards their houses.

There was still numbness in their eyes as they looked at their loved ones lying in bed.

With a broken body and despair in heart, they wait for the immortal to come and pick them.

Zhang Yuanzhu lightly gripped the hilt of the knife with his five fingers, stepped forward, and entered the depths of the jungle.

His figure gradually merged into the darkness.

Only a barely perceptible whisper drifted through the jungle.

"I haven't concealed anything. This is your reward for telling me."

That night, a red figure walked within a hundred miles of the surrounding area, and the light of his sword illuminated one hilltop after another.

No matter if they are bandits, robbers, or even evil cultivators with a little cultivation, they cannot avoid being stabbed.

No matter whether you are the murderer who caused the tragedy in Yan Village, kill him first.

After this night, the area within hundreds of miles was cleared.

After a night of killing and interrogation, Zhang Yuanzhu also found out his exact location.

The border of the Yuan Kingdom is not far from the chaotic area where the three major forces meet.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked deep in his eyes as he glanced towards the chaotic land, then...
He strode towards the interior of the Yuan Dynasty.

Some things are overdue, and now is the right time.

He concealed his figure and galloped all the way, crossing mountains and rivers and stepping across the endless grassland.

Finally, it stopped in front of a city. The city was not big, just a medium-sized city in the Yuan Dynasty.

But the two words "Jiang Shui" above the city gate made Zhang Yuanzhu stop for a long time.

The young man's expression gradually became indifferent, and he stepped into the city step by step.

I no longer have any friends in this city.

Jiangshui City Center.

In an extremely luxurious manor, a middle-aged man with an upright figure and a serious face sat under the eaves, drinking tea.

In front of him, a young man who looked 70% similar to him was brewing tea with a respectful look on his face.

"Father, I'm worried about my younger brother."

The middle-aged man nodded, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes.

"Chong'er, I have been seeking the path to immortality for three years. I wonder what the situation is now."

"Unfortunately, my Wang family is too weak to help Chong'er on his path to immortality."

Patriarch Wang put down the teacup.

The young man beside him immediately picked up the teapot, poured another cup, and said soothingly:
"Don't worry, father. Chongdi has been intelligent since childhood, and his path to immortality will surely be smooth. It's just that the immortal gate is too far from home, so I can't reach it."

what!
The young man stopped talking, looked at the sky in surprise, and muttered to himself:

"Dad, it's snowing."

"But how can it snow in this season?"

Before he could finish his words, a flake of snow began to fall.

Stab it!

Blood splattered and the head rolled to the ground.

It was chopped into dust by the falling snow.

The head of the Wang family was standing aside, staring blankly at the open door and the figure walking out from behind the door.

The wind and snow were falling, and I couldn't see the person coming. I could only hear vague whispers.

"Six hundred and twenty-five guards, three housekeepers, one hundred and fifty-six servants, and one hundred and four members of the royal family."

"Master Wang, have I ever made a mistake in killing someone?"

The whisper that sounded like something from hell brought the middle-aged man back to his senses.

His mouth trembled slightly, but he couldn't utter a word.

"It seems to be correct."

Stab it!

The wind and snow blew down, and the head of the Wang family was directly chopped into blood foam.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were calm. The once powerful clan was now destroyed so easily in front of him.

"Ah!"

The young man smiled.

Turn around and go to another house.

Snow was falling all over the sky and the strong wind was blowing, covering Zhang Yuanzhu's figure and erasing all traces.

In Jiangshui City, the Jiang family, the city's lord, roars, wails, and pleas for mercy rang out one after another before finally returning to silence.

I don’t know how long it took, but a slender figure walked out covered in blood.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised the corners of his mouth slightly with satisfaction.

That night three years ago, he almost died in the snow, but fortunately he came out alive and joined the sect.

Then, the Wang and Jiang families who made the choice will naturally have to pay the corresponding price.

At this moment, the whole city fell into silence.

With the roars of the utmost, the deafening cries of killing, and the snow falling in broad daylight, everyone knew that something big had happened.

But no one dared to check, even the Zhou family, one of the three major families, did not dare to act on their own.

No one is a fool. Such an abnormal celestial phenomenon is obviously the work of immortals.

If these ordinary people interfere, they will be seeking death.

Zhang Yuanzhu took a step forward, and a layer of light mist formed, blurring his figure.

He walked along the streets, visiting the ancient temple, the alleys he had come from, the Ruan family mansion, and visiting each old place again.

The boy felt more relaxed and fearless.

"Everything in the past seems like yesterday!"

One after another, the common people huddled behind the door, timidly looking at the figure walking slowly forward.

I don’t know how long it took before the blurry figure shrouded in clouds and mist gradually moved away and left the city.

And one day after Zhang Yuanzhu left.

Three rainbow lights emitting powerful auras came from the sky.

The figure shrouded in light glanced coldly at the ruins of the Wang and Jiang families.

"According to the guidance of the aura, that person has been here before and destroyed two powerful clans."

"Hey! This seventh person from the Immortal Weapon Valley is indeed vindictive."

"We can't let him live. Now that we've determined his general location, gather our forces and execute him."

Voices rang out among the few people, but they all chose to mobilize manpower to surround and kill.

Instead of doing it yourself.

After all, that person had the True Lord Talisman in his hand, and no one wanted to try it.

Let the low-level monks surround and kill them continuously, consuming their energy and mana.

In the end, the most correct decision was for them to strike and kill with one blow.

Commands were transmitted to the surrounding areas, centered around these three people.

One by one, cultivators from aristocratic families, royal families, and even independent cultivators began to gather around Jiangshui City.

Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly as he ran across the mountains and rivers. At this moment, he was about to leave the Yuan Kingdom and enter a chaotic land.

But he felt like something was watching him.

He paused slightly and slapped the hilt of the knife with his palm.

hum~
The Xuanlong Sword was unsheathed and hovered in front of him.

Zhang Yuanzhu jumped up and turned into a rainbow of light, heading towards the chaotic place.

"We found that person."

A middle-aged man in a Taoist robe shouted while taking out a magic weapon from his arms and chasing after him.

At the same time, rays of rainbow light rose from the earth and rushed forward.

'Exposed!'

There is only one explanation for this situation, that is, it was exposed, but where was it exposed?

Jiangshui City? Yanquan Village?
He hid his figure and concealed his breath in these two places, and even if he was exposed, the pursuit would not come so quickly.

While thinking in his mind, his hands did not stop moving.

The Liuhun Bell flew out from his arms, hovered above his head, and emitted a faint glow.

Quiet and mysterious.

Zhang Yuanzhu sensed the crowd chasing him from behind, and the corners of his mouth widened. Who dared to chase him?

The Liuhun Bell trembled slightly.

clang clang ~
The bell rang and the whole world fell into silence.

There was no more noise between heaven and earth, only the sound of the bell echoed.

At this moment, rainbow lights exploded like fireworks.

Fragments of magical instruments and blood splattered everywhere.

Seeing such a horrifying scene, all the chasing rainbow lights stopped.

They stood in the sky, looking at the falling blood rain, and never dared to approach the red-gold rainbow light again.

After a long, long time, a hoarse voice was heard.

"Who exactly are we chasing?"

"Which disciple of a great sect is it that kills us like chickens and dogs?"

"It seems that we will not be able to enjoy the rewards issued by the Yuan Dynasty royal family."

As independent cultivators and family cultivators, they had never seen such a brutal scene.

There were only a few Qigong cultivators in the entire cultivation family, and they fell like raindrops at the sound of a bell.

The independent cultivators, who usually had to use all their means to defeat their opponents, were killed instantly by just a sweep of the aftermath.

Even the royal monks in the hidden crowd had serious looks on their faces, as they knew part of the information.

The stronger the opponent is, the sooner he should be killed.

brush!brush!
The royal monks no longer concealed their aura.

boom! boom! boom!
The ninth level of Qi training, the tenth level of Qi training, the twelfth level of Qi training, the powerful aura dispersed the clouds.

Several rainbow lights shot out and headed towards Cangyu.

The resolute murderous intent almost froze the sky.

After the royal family practiced Qi, three figures looked cold.

They concealed their presence and waited for the best opportunity to strike.

Zhang Yuanzhu sensed a powerful aura approaching, and instead of feeling worried, he felt a hint of fighting spirit.

He originally thought that this time he left the Dharma lineage was just a period of retreat and cultivation.

It now seems that we need to go through blood and fire to get out.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Zhang Yuanzhu laughed loudly, his double pupils like burning sun.

Bright and dazzling.

"Come, let's have a good fight."

"Will I become a roadside wreck, or will I climb to the top by stepping on your corpses?"