Hearing this, Jiang Zihua said with a sudden realization: "No wonder I felt something was wrong when I was on the fifth floor, it was true!"

Ouyang Shengxue understood what was going on, and was a little amused. He looked at Tao Ye and said, "You love junior brother, I have no objection, but I can't expose my anger on Miss Xiao. They are just teaming up to practice, not what you think."

There is really no way to explain things like love very clearly. You don’t know when it will appear and in what way it will appear. At the moment when you are moved, only you know it yourself.

It is understandable that Tao Ye worships the strong, but there are many strong people in the world. Even if Tao Ye has the conditions in his heart, he only cares about the younger generation and even the same age as her, but there are still many. Why do he develop a love for Li Mengzhou?

There is really no way to reason about this.

No matter how inexplicable this matter is, it is the fact.

Facing Ouyang Shengxue's explanation, Tao Ye stopped saying anything, explained his intention again, and turned around and left.

"Conan Mountain wants to see us. As Miss Tao Ye said, we are the only sword cultivators in Cangcheng. Fang Changsheng died at the hands of the sword cultivators, so we couldn't get rid of it. This time, we might be throwing ourselves into the trap."

Shen Jiyue was still a little nervous. She didn't even cross the threshold of the fourth realm. She was just a small sword cultivator, but she didn't have the courage of He Zhengrong.

Ouyang Shengxue said, "Then go."

Ouyang Shengxue was obviously the backbone of all of them. Since they were ready to fight to the death, they also looked firm.

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Changshu Village.

The next morning.

Li Mengzhou was awakened by the noise. Last night, he tossed and turned to bed for a long time because he slept beside Xiao Zhinan. He fell asleep for the most dawn. It was rare to sleep until the last moment of Chenshi. If it weren't for the noisy outside, he might have continued to sleep.

Xiao Zhinan has long been no longer on the bed.

Li Mengzhou rubbed his sour eyes and yawned out of the house, but saw a lot of villagers gathering in Changshu Village, which was very noisy.

Xiao Zhinan stood under the eaves with his sword in his arms.

"What happened?"

Li Mengzhou was very confused. He had not yet woken up completely, had no energy at all, had messy hair and sleepy eyes.

Xiao Zhinan shook her head, obviously she didn't know either.

Although she got up early and the villagers gathered very early, she looked at it for a while but couldn't figure out what was going on.

They just stayed in Changshu Village for one night, said hello to the old couple and left, but the villagers gathered a lot and couldn't find where the old couple was, so they could only continue to watch.

An old man like a village chief stood on a high platform with a crutch in his hand, but his voice spread loudly, "Today it is time for our Changshu Village to worship the gods. The gods can do everything and will bless our Changshu Village to have a bumper harvest of food and no disasters, but the gods also have to eat. According to the old rules, every family will take out some property or grain to worship the gods as much as possible, and will receive exponential rewards next year!"

Li Mengzhou was confused.

He felt that the village chief's words were a little puzzled.

What made him feel even more was that there was a problem.

The village chief was so blushed that his face turned red and his neck was thick, and he shouted with all his heart, "Yin and yang combine virtue, but hard and soft have body, so as to embody the changes of heaven and earth, and to communicate the virtues of gods! The gods will protect the long tree for thousands of years!"

"The virtue of the gods! The tree grows for thousands of years and is immortal!"

"The virtue of the gods! The tree grows for thousands of years and is immortal!"

The villagers shouted and shouted at the top of their lungs.

As the village chief led the way, the gathering villagers of Changshu walked away in a vast and large bags of carrying things.

The direction they were rushing to was exactly where the temple they saw last night.

Li Mengzhou and Xiao Zhinan looked at each other with a serious expression.

There was no statue of god in the temple, there was only an unknown practitioner, and who was the so-called god worshipped by the villagers?

They subconsciously felt that this matter was absolutely inseparable from the practitioner.

Relying on one's own ability to deceive people in the eyes of ordinary people is mostly the ability of a wise man. Even if there are bad people among practitioners, they will not make themselves too disappointed, but the current situation seems difficult to say.

Li Mengzhou and Xiao Zhinan also followed the villagers and headed towards the deepest temple in Changshu Village.

The villagers gathered in front of the temple, fell to the ground, and shouted in unison, "The virtue of the gods! The trees are immortal for thousands of years!" Li Mengzhou, who was bystanders, felt that these villagers in Changshu Village had problems with their minds.

There are many people who believe in gods, otherwise arithmetics and sorcerers would not be able to mix in the world, and there is no place for incense in Taoist temples and temples to come. However, although the scene like Changshu Village may not be rare, it also seems a bit exaggerated.

The reason why the foolish people are foolish is that they have short knowledge and this understanding is passed down by their ancestors. There are practitioners walking in the world. By the collision of various coincidences, they believe in the existence of gods and cannot extricate themselves.

The village chief knelt in front, he raised his crutch, and the villagers' voices gradually stopped, "Welcome the gods to the earth!"

The villagers' voices rang out again, "Welcome the gods to the earth!"

The wind is rising.

The branches and leaves are slapped, adding a bit of solemnity.

The villagers lowered their heads and did not dare to make any more noises.

Li Mengzhou and Xiao Zhinan stood in an inconspicuous place, feeling the breeze blowing on their bodies gradually became violent, and the fluctuations of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth were emerging, which was obviously just some small means for practitioners.

Xiao Zhinan said: "I thought things like this would only happen in a difficult environment like Beiyan, but I didn't expect that Jiang Guo would have it too."

Li Mengzhou said: "Gods are just spiritual food that ordinary people imagine, and can receive great psychological comfort. No matter whether the demand is large or small, this phenomenon will occur anywhere."

Even the rich kids who don’t have to worry about food and drink will believe in the existence of gods. It’s just that their needs are different from ordinary people. Ordinary people want to be able to fill their stomachs and when they encounter unsolvable problems, they place hopes on the gods. In addition to psychological comfort, the rich kids’ ultimate goal is to seek wealth and worship gods so that they can earn endless money.

During the whistling wind, a figure appeared in front of the palace at some point. He was wearing a bright robe, his eyes closed, and he sat on the platform. The strong wind suddenly dissipated. The villagers looked up and saw the figure sitting on the platform. They immediately bowed in surprise and shouted, "The virtue of the gods! The tree is immortal for thousands of years! Welcome the gods to the earth!"

Xiao Zhinan curled his lips slightly and said, "It turns out that he is just a second-level Ono Xiu, so he can only deceive these villagers who don't know anything."

Cultivators will not condescend and do such tricks, but cultivators in the mountains, especially those at the bottom, have no hope of breaking the situation and targeting the ignorant people. At least they can stay away from the dangers of the mountains and fields, and have food and drink. If they can do something practical, they will really benefit each other. As long as they do not cause human life, the government will not be in a state of mind.

However, the food harvest that the villagers long for is obviously beyond the ability of the practitioner. What's more, it's just a young monk in the second realm, who is just a cheating of food and drink. After nothing can be cheated, he patted his butt and left. In the end, the villagers were the ones who were unlucky.

Li Mengzhou stared at the pretending wild cultivator, thinking that since the other party had tried to test last night and suffered a loss, he actually dared to do these things blatantly, and he didn't know what he was relying on.

That night, the wild cultivator noticed that two practitioners came to Changshu Village, and subconsciously wanted to investigate Shenyou, but was directly caught by Li Mengzhou and Xiao Zhinan. The mere second-level cultivator's mind of a sacred cultivator, if Li Mengzhou and the others were hostile, they might be able to directly turn the wild cultivator into an idiot through Shenyou.

Because Li Mengzhou and Xiao Zhinan did not do that, but the wild cultivator's mind was still damaged, so he retreated in time.

After clearly understanding that two very powerful practitioners came to Changshu Village, it was indeed a strange thing that this wild cultivator dared to show up.

The monks in the mountains and fields all have a sense of hostility, because this is the norm in the mountains and fields. When they meet for the first time, they must be hostile first. It is a subconscious and a habitual behavior. It is another way to develop it later, but mutual vigilance is inevitable.

So according to common sense, when it is clear that two very strong practitioners have come to Changshu Village, and the enemy is unknown, we should be more cautious. If we are not idiots, we must have some support.

The Ye Xiu, who was sitting on the high platform, obviously also noticed the existence of Li Mengzhou and Xiao Zhinan, but he ignored it. Instead, he looked at the village chief of Changshu Village with a calm expression and said, "When I came, I noticed that there was a problem with the feng shui of Changshu Village, and it might be difficult for a bumper harvest next year."

Basically, the villagers of Changshu Village have to offer sacrifices once a month. Fortunately, the food and silver they need to offer are not too much. After all, Changshu Village still has a large population, and each family pays a little enough for the wild cultivator to eat, drink and have fun for more than a month. He doesn't stay in Changshu Village every day. In addition to food, the silver he earns will be spent by him, and his life is extremely comfortable.

This year's offering will last for a bumper harvest next year. This is also the condition and excuse given by Ye Xiu. Who knows if he will still be in Changshu Village next year? Even if he is used to living here, he doesn't want to leave so soon. He can find other excuses next year.

However, the village chief of Changshu Village was so shocked and said in panic: "Sir, we worship according to your requirements every month. Why is there any problem with the Feng Shui of Changshu Village?"

Ye Xiu said with a plain expression: "Because there was a monster in Changshu Village, it destroyed Feng Shui."

As soon as these words were finished, the villagers of Changshu Village were in a mess, and Li Mengzhou was also worried. He guessed what the wild cultivator was relying on.
Chapter completed!