The protagonist worships the heavens, with boundless mana

"Then there is Senior Lao."

When Huairen told Mingcang about his life experience, he didn't hide anything.

It's nothing more than amnesia since childhood, unable to remember what happened before, and then was taken to the mountain by the old devil and became a little devil.

The flying boat fluttered out of the border of the Demon Moon Empire, and the bottom was the traces left by the earth dragon turning over. I can't blame the Star Rain Empire for giving up this territory of the Demon Moon Empire.

Just like this, those who can't fly don't want to pass through this area, this is a natural barrier.

The flying boat left the barrier area, the road below became flat, and traces of villages appeared sparsely on the ground.

"This is the territory of the Star Rain Empire, right?"

"Yes, this is the territory of the Xingyu Empire, which belongs to the western border of the Xingyu Empire. There are generally few monks, and most of them are ordinary people." Mingcang explained.

"Would the Star Rain Empire not care if monks massacre ordinary people within the Star Rain Empire?"

Huairen asked suddenly.

"The Star Rain Empire has indeed promulgated a decree that monks are not allowed to kill ordinary people at will, but it depends on the monk's self-consciousness whether to obey it or not."

Huairen nodded and jumped off the flying boat.

Mingcang was stunned for a moment, and then drove the flying boat to the ground.

A monk walked ahead on horseback, a rope was tied to the saddle at one end, and at the other end was tied to a dozen men and women in ragged clothes with haggard and desperate faces.

Judging by the clothes of these people, they seem to be the villagers in the surrounding area.

"Go, go, you blood sheep, haven't you eaten yet? If you can't catch up with the time, you just wait to be blood slaves!"

The monk on the horse roared cursingly.

Immediately, a whip hit the horse's buttocks, the horse suffered from pain, and the speed suddenly increased a lot.

And as soon as the speed increased, the crowd behind couldn't keep up, and fell to the ground one by one, being forcibly pulled away by the horses.

In a short while, the exposed skin was covered with blood and flesh rubbed against the uneven ground.

"What are you going to do with them?"

Suddenly, a flat voice came to the ears of the monk on horseback.

Hearing this, the monk replied subconsciously: "Catching these blood sheep is of course refining Qi and blood pills, uh."

The monk reacted and looked in the direction of the voice.

Not far from him, he found a young man standing on the leaf of a small grass, his clothes fluttering.

The horse-riding monk's heart trembled. As far as the opponent's skill is concerned, he is no match for this person. With his second-level Qi Refining cultivation, he still can't stand on the grass blades without falling down.

This is a senior, at least a senior at the seventh or eighth level of Qi Refining.

"I don't know which sect the senior is from."

The equestrian monk immediately reined in his horse and asked respectfully.

"Let them go."

Huairen said indifferently.

"Ah! Senior, this is the blood sheep of our Blood Demon Sect. If senior says let it go, it's not good!"

"I said, let them go."

Huairen repeated again.

"it is good."

The horse-riding monk gritted his teeth, reached out and took out a dagger to cut the rope, "Today, you are lucky to meet a kind-hearted senior, and thank you for your great kindness."

The equestrian monk knew that if he didn't let go of these blood sheep, he would definitely not be able to please him today.

But this matter will not end like this, he can't afford to offend this monk who suddenly came out to destroy his mission, but his sect can afford it!
Huairen ignored the villagers who kowtowed to him incessantly, but said to the monk on horseback, "Lead the way!"

"What way does the senior want the younger one to lead, and where does the senior go."

The monk on horseback asked puzzledly.

"The way to your sect." Huairen said.

"Senior knows the elders of the sect."

"I don't know each other, but I will soon, let's lead the way!"

"Alright then! Senior, please follow me."

The horse-riding monk turned his head, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.

Since this person wants to court death, let's help him!The qi and blood of a monk is much stronger than these ordinary blood sheep.

Blood Demon Sect.

A sect built on a small mountain, and this mountain, because of the Blood Demon Sect, is also called the Blood Demon Mountain.

"Senior, here we are, this is the Blood Demon Sect."

There was a sneer on the rider's face, and his tone was not so respectful.

"Uh-huh."

Huai Ren nodded, reached out and pinched the other party's neck.

"In that case, you are useless."

"Ex, senior, me."

"Crack."

What a familiar sound!

Throwing away the opponent's body, Huairen walked slowly into the Blood Demon Sect.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

Seeing Huairen walking slowly, a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect asked in amazement.

Huai Ren stretched out his palm, pinched the other party's neck like lightning, and then, under the other party's horrified gaze, sent the other party down to hell.

Along the way, Huairen's face became calmer and more indifferent, and his hands became more stable.

Along the way, Huairen gradually understood a truth, the cruelest thing in this world is human beings themselves, cruel to other races, and even more cruel to fellow races.

The Blood Demon Sect is not strong, there are a total of 110 seven disciples, the strongest one is just a cultivator in the realm of alchemy, who was easily killed by Huairen in the palm of his hand.

Before returning to the gate of the Blood Demon Sect again, Mingcang was already waiting for him at the gate in a small boat.

"Solved." Mingcang asked.

"solved."

Huairen lit a flame and threw it into the Blood Demon Sect.

"The depression in my heart can be solved."

"Solved some."

Inside the Blood Demon Sect, a raging fire broke out.

"Then let's continue on the road! After seeing a lot, you will get used to it, and the stagnation will naturally disappear."

"it is good."

Huairen boarded the flying boat and continued on the journey.

"Are there many sects like this in the cultivation world?" Huairen asked.

"Not many, but not too many. In the border area, there is no control of major sects, and the Xingyu Empire cannot cover them. Naturally, no one controls these small sects and casual cultivators, so what they will do is still unknown. "Ming Cang said.

Huairen nodded knowingly.

Mingcang's mouth moved, but he didn't say anything.

Huai Ren didn't seem like a kind person to him, but he wasn't a bad person either. Such a person should be able to adapt to the Ming family, right?

Maybe!
It seems that what the people of the Ming Family did is not much better than that of the Blood Demon Sect.