Republic of China Era: Entering the Dao through Divine Strike.

"Jingya is indeed a very thoughtful girl."

Li Xin couldn't help but take a second look, thinking to himself that it was a waste to have such a big, hot body.

She should have a petite figure, so she can plant and bury flowers every day.

"I wonder who deliberately ruined my reputation. Who has ever seen such a handsome and good-looking Yama?"

He said, frustrated.

In my heart, I was thinking...

I regret posting that infamous "King of Hell" post.

Now look what's happened! Once the nickname sticks to you, you can't shake it off.

On the contrary, names like "Nezha the Third Prince" or "Erlang Zhenjun" would be more endearing and appealing, and would be more likely to gain people's trust.

The title "King Yama" can only inspire fear, not affection.

This is a total rip-off.

Once the nickname was given out, it became more than ten times more difficult for me to gain credibility in the future.

Perhaps someone deliberately spread this name in secret.

Could it be that someone has seen through my cultivation credentials?

Are you blocking my way?

Thinking about this, Li Xin looked around and felt that something was not right.

The information he received clearly indicated that Tongxing Escort Agency and the Blissful Sect had joined forces to kidnap boys and girls and secretly plot some nefarious activities.

At this moment, Ansar soldiers unexpectedly appeared in the convoy.

Furthermore, the fact that they had prepared such a powerful weapon as the Maxim machine gun beforehand is quite suspicious.

"Let's not talk about that now. These children were transported from places like Xishan and Zhili, so it's basically impossible to find their parents and relatives now."

We can only try to find a good place to settle them. If Yuanshun Escort Agency can't accommodate them, my old courtyard could serve as an orphanage.

Li Xin said.

The child who had just been rescued had more than thirty pale red lights merge into his body.

Three more golden specks appeared.

Indeed, children have pure hearts.

Those who leave their homes and families become commodities, facing a miserable life with no end in sight; these children are so pitiful.

Since I have the ability to help, I will.

Anyway, after the battle at Wanhua Tower, he acquired more than a dozen large chests of gold and silver treasures, so he was basically not short of money.

Raise some children.

The required expenses were a drop in the ocean for him, nothing at all.

"Brother Xin is compassionate, and his character is far superior to those hypocritical monks."

Now, I also feel that the nickname "Yama" (King of Hell) is somewhat unworthy of you.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jingya immediately became respectful.

Lu Changming and Sun Liancheng echoed their agreement.

Even Lin Zhengxing, enduring the excruciating pain in his leg, nodded in agreement.

Li Xin felt slightly ashamed.

He wasn't as noble as those people thought.

I'm just helping out to the best of my ability.

To be honest, when these kids grow up, they'll become my core customer base.

Of course, there may be changes, but as long as I can hold on until then, I will surely be able to reap rich rewards.

It's actually a win-win situation.

……

The group had just untied the child and comforted him for a while.

Nine horse-drawn carriages.

All eighty-two boys and girls calmed down, and some even showed rare smiles.

Just then, Li Xin suddenly turned around and looked toward the spot where he had killed the Angsa soldier earlier.

"Huh, it can actually move."

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Chapter 153 The World as a Chessboard

Li Xin's heart stirred.

The [Void Reflection] enveloped the surroundings.

Then they saw several soldiers lying in pools of blood on the ground, who were already dead, suddenly start to move.

These soldiers had stopped breathing, their hearts had stopped, and their bodies were slowly stiffening; there was absolutely no possibility of anything else happening to them.

However, in Li Xin's eyes, the three corpses stood upright.

Like a puppet with stiff joints, yet incredibly fast, it plunged into the crowd with a whoosh.

A dead body lunged at the group of children who had gathered together.

The other two seemed to be able to tell who the easy targets were, and pounced on Lin Zhengxing and Sun Liancheng, who were closest to them.

The wind howled.

"wrong."

Li Xin's knife was faster than his man's.

In a flash, the blade struck the corpse of a child who had been devouring it.

hum...

The black aura on the corpse suddenly intensified, forming a thin layer of mist in front of the long sword.

The blade entered and struck the opponent's skin, yet it felt as if it were striking steel, generating immense resistance that rebounded back.

Ok?

Li Xin transformed a straight cut into a horizontal one.

The blade flashed rapidly, followed by another powerful strike.

The black mist split into two parts, and at the same time, the opponent's head flew into the air.

This time, the headless corpse collapsed with a thud, and it could be seen that there was no blood in its cavity.

There was only a plume of black smoke rising, and it seemed as if countless roars and howls could be heard in one's ears.

"resentment!"

Li Xin sensed this aura slightly.

A sense of familiarity immediately welled up in my mind.

He remembered.

I fought against Monk Jinzhong in front of the Tongbei White Ape Martial Arts School.

The other party took out a blackish-yellow gas cloud that was inside the golden bell.

That thing was divided into two colors and contained great power.

The earthy yellow aura it emitted felt somewhat similar to the faith power I had acquired.

And that black mist, intertwined with the yellow and impossible to separate...

This is the root of the people's boundless resentment.

If you listen closely, you can even hear countless people shouting and screaming at the same time.

"I'll kill you, I'll eat you, I hate you so much..."

This emotion, like ocean waves, rises and falls.

The moment Li Xin's spiritual power probed, it immediately came into contact with what felt like the most filthy pile of mud.

It's slippery, sticky, and wet, making me feel uncomfortable all over.

At the same time, deep within his mind, various violent and fierce thoughts also arose.

It's as if they want to smash and shatter the world before them.

A vicious thought arose within him, whether it was something he already possessed or something he was influenced by external emotions, he didn't know.

"Is this a zombie?"

Wang Jingya and Uncle Ming rushed forward, using all their strength to slash nineteen times before finally killing the last corpse of Angsa and severing its head.

He couldn't help but let out a long breath, and said with a very unpleasant expression.

Even a daring martial artist like her, who had experienced many trials, couldn't help but feel a little uneasy at this moment.

"It is said that if a corpse that has been dead for a long time is nurtured in an extremely yin place, it may be able to cultivate a powerful zombie with death energy and yin energy."

But these people were clearly just killed by Brother Xin, so where did this yin energy and death energy come from?" Lu Changming frowned, his brows furrowing into a deep frown.

He was completely unprepared.

If Li Xin hadn't discovered it early and acted decisively...

Once these zombies have drunk their blood, they'll probably be much more difficult to deal with.

If Li Xin hadn't been there, the three of them might have suffered a great loss if the three living corpses had joined forces.

Especially when the opponent launches a surprise attack.

"Perhaps this is not death or yin energy."

Li Xin thought for a moment, then said:

"This is resentment. Someone must have used a unique method to implant resentment into the bodies of these foreigners beforehand."

By the way, Uncle Ming, have you ever heard of dragon energy?

"A thousand fingers pointing at you will lead to a premature death. Is Brother Xin referring to that dragon aura?"

Didn't they say that after the dragon vein was severed back then, the people's hearts were no longer united and had long since scattered to the mountains and rivers?

He knew it after all.

Li Xin hurriedly asked, "Uncle Ming, have you heard any other useful rumors? Can't the thoughts of the people be manipulated?"

"Logically speaking, it's uncontrollable. As the ancients said, water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it..."

According to unofficial historical accounts, the emperor of the previous dynasty, not wanting other families to cultivate dragon energy, destroyed all the earth's veins and moved mountains and rivers.

From that time on, no king could ever appear in the world again.

Our dynasty originated from the area between the Changbai Mountains and the Heilongjiang River, based on foreign dragon veins, and absorbed the dragon energy from all corners of the world.

Despite his status as a serpent, he absorbed energy and transformed into a dragon, thus establishing a dynasty that lasted for hundreds of years.

Because their position was illegitimate and they feared the backlash from the dragon energy they had swallowed, they tightly trapped the dragon energy of Yanhuang, preventing the people from rising above it.

Over the years, half of this cursed power transformed into food for the serpents, nurturing the black dragon's energy.

Half of it is about strangling the black dragon, and then turning the tables to slay the snake.

The battle was fierce, the dragon's aura surged, which meant the people's hearts were in turmoil. How could the situation possibly be completely controlled?

Lu Changming pointed to the corpses on the ground, closed his eyes to sense the faint black resentment that had disappeared, and sighed, "If Brother Xin's guess is true."

It is very likely that the palace has already begun to separate the black and yellow colors.

The Black Dragon's energy must be completely separated from the Yanhuang Dragon's energy.