Chapter 71 Killing a God

Ji Chen's answer was very concise.

The men in the room looked at Ji Chen, and one of them said, "The temple is small and the pond is shallow, so it can't accommodate a great god. There are villages and fireworks more than 200 miles to the south. You can go there to rest and avoid the wind and snow."

The person who spoke was the leader of the group of men. He was thin, with cold eyes, about 40 years old, and a thin beard like a needle.

The young man's origin was unknown. He walked against the wind and snow, but he was wearing a brocade blue shirt. It was obviously not an ordinary person.

For such a person of unknown origin, it was a wise choice not to let him enter the temple.

Ji Chen had expected it, just like when he was in the mountain temple outside Fenglin Town, he also refused the group of wandering merchants from Yang Mansion to enter the temple.

When it comes to Yang Mansion, they are still smart and didn't come to trouble him.

Ji Chen didn't believe that with their ability, they couldn't find it on him, but they were much smarter than Zhao Bantou and didn't rush to take action.

A mansion that can take root in a place, its scheming and means are certainly not comparable to the city gangs.

He was able to hold back the hatred of killing his daughter, and he was worthy of being able to establish a government.

Perhaps the Yang Mansion had already taken action, using the name of investigation to put pressure on Zhao Bantou.

In a panic, Zhao Bantou plotted to kill Ji Chen, but was killed by Ji Chen.

Whether it was Ji Chen's death or Zhao Bantou's death, it was all under the control of the Yang Mansion.

Ji Chen's death, the great revenge was avenged.

Zhao Bantou's death, Ji Chen offended the patrol department, was killed by the patrol department, and the great revenge was still avenged.

The plan was perfect, but the subsequent development was beyond the control of the Yang Mansion. They underestimated Ji Chen's background and Mr. Fang's ability, and finally nothing happened.

This is ultimately a world where power (fist) and profit (power) are supreme.

Justice, starting with fists, ends with knives.

For example, right now!

Ji Chen directly drew his knife and slashed at the statue in the mountain god temple.

The knife light suddenly lit up and disappeared in an instant.

The upper half of the mountain god's body slid off, and the incision was smooth.

Killing Point +500

The sudden burst of killing points made Ji Chen stunned and a little confused.

This mountain god still has faith?

I killed a god?

In the wilderness, a small temple mountain god, there are still creatures who believe in him, this is something Ji Chen did not expect.

However, most of these gods are wild gods or evil gods.

In Daxia, no matter the gods of yin and yang, they are all pardoned by the court and hold Daxia official positions. Gods who are not pardoned by the court are all wild gods. Most of these gods are worshipped by mountain spirits and monsters, and are not tolerated by the court. The demon suppression department will definitely destroy them when they encounter them.

Although he did not intend to kill a god, it was not a burden for Ji Chen, just a wild god.

Compared with Ji Chen's surprise, the group of traveling merchants were even more shocked, and their eyelids trembled fiercely.

Half of the body of the statue fell to the ground, shaking the roof and causing dust to fall.

One of the men was quick-eyed and quick-handed, grabbed the pot lid next to him, and quickly covered the tripod pot to prevent dust from falling into it.

In the end, this world still relies on strength to speak. Ji Chen's knife fully demonstrated that he was not someone these people could afford to offend. Even if he moved in now and asked them to move out, they would not dare to object.

There are four things in the world that you should not offend: monks, Taoists, nuns, and Confucianists.

Ji Chen belongs to the latter. He is dressed in a green shirt, clean and neat, and looks like a scholar at first glance.

Walking against the wind and snow, without any discomfort, this is the door to Confucianism and Taoism.

Especially this scholar actually cut off a statue of a god in mid-air with a knife, which made a group of men shudder.

This scholar dared to kill the god, which was both unexpected and expected.

The scholar cultivated a righteous spirit and would not tolerate any sand. When he met a wild god outside the mountain, he would naturally draw his sword and kill it.

Going into the temple to burn incense and seeing the Buddha to worship the gods is the basic common sense of the wandering merchants and peddlers who go out.

Especially these mountain gods in the countryside, they must not be provoked. Who knows what weird things will happen.

The more complete the statue is, the more you can't provoke it.

Before, these men entered the mountain temple and burned incense and prayed before they dared to stay in the temple.

It was the first time they saw someone like Ji Chen, who directly drew his sword to kill the god. They could only say in their hearts, you are cruel.

The stunned ones were afraid of the sturdy ones. Ji Chen's sword fully demonstrated his strength and earned the right to enter the mountain temple. Not only that, he even led the horse in.

The men did not dare to refute. Their horses were tied in a sheltered place outside the mountain temple, but this guy led the horse into the temple.

Leaving the horse aside, Ji Chen walked to the shrine and said to the half-broken statue: "It is not easy for wild monsters to practice. God has the virtue of loving life and will not kill them all. However, a small monster dares to build a temple and claim to be a god. It has violated the laws of Daxia and deserves death. Since it has been killed, the sins of life and death have been forgiven. I will borrow the wood from your shrine to make a fire and cook, which can be regarded as redemption for your sins."

As he said, Ji Chen dismantled the shrine, piled the wood together, and then visualized the sun in his hand.

A cluster of flames appeared at the tip of Ji Chen's finger. He flicked his finger and the flames fell on the firewood and burned fiercely.

His move made the men's eyelids twitch and they were afraid.

Magic, this is the method of Taoism.

Some men even shrank back, as if they were afraid of the sun fire in Ji Chen's hand.

Unexpectedly, this Confucian boy could also use magic. He practiced both Confucianism and Taoism, and the men were even more afraid.

The flames burned vigorously, illuminating the mountain temple and raising the temperature in the temple.

Ji Chen roasted the hare on the fire, and soon the hare began to ooze oil and smelled fragrant.

This hare was a second-level monster, and it did not need any seasoning, so its meat was naturally delicious.

A man took the initiative to bring a pot of wine and approached Ji Chen.

"Drink some wine to warm your body."

Ji Chen was not polite and took the pot and drank.

After a while of chatting and pulling, both sides got to know each other.

After knowing that both sides' target was Liangzhou City, the gap between them was much smaller.

Ji Chen needed them as guides, and they were impressed by Ji Chen's strength.

Ji Chen told him that he was at the eighth level of foundation building, a student of Liangzhou Academy, practicing both Confucianism and Taoism, and went home for the New Year before the New Year, and returned to the city to study after the New Year.

This group of men were Liangzhou City's independent merchants, and the leader with the highest cultivation was Gao Zhe, who used to be a demon slayer, but later stopped slaying demons and switched to independent business.

After praising a sum of savings, he retired, after all, slaying demons was too dangerous, and independent business was relatively safer.

After eating a whole rabbit and drinking most of the pot of wine, Ji Chen leaned against the wall, visualized the bright moon, and used the moonlight to refine the sword with cold fire. This was what he would do when he had free time.

Refining a sword is a long-term job that requires perseverance.

Refining a sword is the same as refining qi, which requires both day and night!

Refining with the fire of the sun during the day and the cold fire of the moonlight at night.

Late at night, Ji Chen faintly heard the sound of a suona, intermittently, from far to near.

He glanced at the men opposite him. All the men were asleep, only Gao Zhe was awake and on guard.

Soon, Gao Zhe seemed to have heard it too, and immediately became alert.

It was windy and snowy, in the middle of the night, where did the sound of a suona come from?

Unless!

He seemed to have thought of something, and immediately shouted, "Get up, be alert!"