I am in the chaotic world of demons and warriors, and I have become a martial arts god

Han Zheng has heard of the Wenxiang Sect.

The neighboring Huainan Road is almost occupied by the Wenxiang Sect, and now the name of the Wenxiang Sect is resounding throughout the Great Zhou.

The Wenxiang Sect worships [The Supreme Lord of Nine Heavens, Merciful and Broadly Save All Living Beings, the Wonderful Dharma True Spirit Lord], also known as the Cisheng Old Mother.

All believers who believe in the Cisheng Old Mother must use blood to ignite the incense, so the red smoke rises to the sky, which is also the symbol of the Wenxiang Sect.

In Han Zheng's view, this Wenxiang Sect is a standard cult.

It's not because the other party uses bloodletting and smelling incense.

But as long as the god worshipped and believed in by a religion is alive, it must be a cult.

You cannot call yourself a god in the world.

You can be a messenger of God, a son of God, but you can't call yourself a god in the world.

Li Feng walked up to Han Zheng and said solemnly, "I met those senior followers of the Wenxiang Sect when I went to Huainan Road to purchase elixirs a few years ago.

Every day, apart from eating and drinking, as long as they have the energy, they will go to bleed and smell the fragrance. It is said that after smelling the fragrance, they can see the nine heavens of bliss and the hometown of longevity.

The people of the Wenxiang Sect said that as long as they sincerely worship the Mother of Mercy, they can enter the hometown of longevity after death, without birth or death, without sin or disaster.

In the end, some believers even bled to death, and they were still intoxicated before they died.

At that time, the Wenxiang Sect had not occupied Huainan Road on a large scale, so I felt that this Wenxiang Sect was not a good way."

Han Zheng whispered, "If you can't afford to provoke, you can afford to hide. Let the caravan bypass it and return to Heishi County to rest after a hard time."

There are 19 roads in the Great Zhou Dynasty. The Wenxiang Sect can occupy one road and shake the world. You can imagine its strength.

This kind of large sect that can cause chaos in one road, whether it is a cult or a righteous religion, is not something Han Zheng and his team can afford to provoke now.

The caravan began to bypass under the command of Han Zheng and Li Feng.

However, because there were so many people, the movement was a bit loud, and it was eventually noticed by the people of the Wenxiang Sect.

The Wenxiang Sect member who led many villagers to chant scriptures discovered the movement of the caravan. Two people looked at each other, holding a stick of incense, and quickly came to the front of the caravan.

The two people looked ordinary, probably in their forties or fifties, and there were even traces of years of sun exposure and labor on their faces, like simple old farmers.

But their white robes were spotless, even a little bright white, which was in sharp contrast with their appearance.

"Several laymen, meeting is fate, how about smelling a stick of incense and offering a stick of incense to the old mother of Cisheng?"

The leading member of the sect was slightly fat, and handed the incense to Han Zheng with a simple smile.

His attitude was very polite, but his tone seemed to be unacceptable.

Li Feng's face changed slightly, and he subconsciously took two steps back and looked at Han Zheng.

"Sorry, the caravan has to hurry on its way, so it's not convenient to bleed and smell the incense for the time being."

Another tall and thin member of the church narrowed his eyes, his tone slightly unfriendly.

"The believers soak incense with blood to show their piety, how can it be called bleeding? You don't even want to light a stick of incense, but what do you think of my smelling incense sect?"

Han Zheng said in a deep voice: "We don't have any opinion on your sect, but the caravan is really in a hurry to get on the road and has no time."

The slightly fat member of the church laughed and said: "It doesn't matter if we hurry on the road."

As soon as the voice fell, the slightly fat member of the church took a step forward and came to Han Zheng in an instant.

The hand holding the incense was half-clenched into a fist, and the blood and qi surged and changed, just like a boy holding incense, but the surging fist intent had already rushed straight to Han Zheng's face!

He had to take this stick of incense!

Han Zheng's body did not move, the tendons and blood on his arms surged, and his hands pinched the seal, and he smashed it down in the air.

The Vajra glared, subduing demons and demons!

The boy holding the incense bumped into the Vajra Demon Suppressor.

A violent muffled sound suddenly came between the two.

The incense sticks in the hands of the slightly fat member fell because of the violent shock of the blood and qi in the tiger's mouth.

Han Zheng picked it up and presented it with both hands.

"Only people can wait for time, how can there be time for people?

We promised the boss to deliver the goods on time, and we really can't wait for time."

The slightly fat member looked at Han Zheng deeply, and the simple smile on his face gradually disappeared.

After a moment, he reached out and took the incense back, and said expressionlessly: "Since the layman is anxious, forget it, but since we meet by fate, you and I will meet again."

"Goodbye."

Han Zheng bowed and directly called the caravan to leave.

Watching the caravan leave, the tall and thin member frowned and said, "Brother, why did you let them go? Mother Cisheng likes the incense of warriors the most. The incense brought by a mid-stage post-natal warrior burning incense with blood is stronger than that of a hundred ordinary people."

"That young man is not a simple character."

The slightly fat member looked at his fist, which was red, obviously the sequelae of the blood shock.

"Although the other party's realm has not reached the late stage of the acquired realm, his strength is really amazing.

Especially that seal is extremely exquisite, it should be an innate martial art!

Getting entangled with them here will delay the important things of the sect. The key is to go to other villages to preach as soon as possible. Don't forget the task assigned by the incense master.

We are only three hundred short of accumulating enough incense. When the time comes, we can exchange two Tianxiang Breaking Realm Pills and enter the innate realm in an instant.

Looking at their direction, they should be heading to Heishi County in Shannan Road. The sect should have made some arrangements and are preparing to enter Shannan Road during this period.

Remember this person. When we preach in Heishi County in the future, he will kneel down and beg us to give him an incense stick."

The smile on the face of the slightly fat sect member gradually disappeared, becoming cold and grim.

At this time, the caravan was over there.

Li Feng let out a long breath, patted his chest and said, "I was really scared to death just now. Fortunately, Brother Han blocked them."

Han Zheng shook his head and said: "Those two are not weak in strength. They have opened more acupoints and meridians than me. I just used my full strength to frighten the opponent.

It must be that they have other things to do, otherwise they would force us to smell the incense. Apart from bleeding, it would be a hard battle.

The most important thing is that once we take action, we will definitely offend Wenxiang Cult. Whether we can return to the county smoothly by then is unknown. "

Li Feng lamented: "Yes, the Wenxiang Sect has developed like a snowball over the years, and its strength is truly terrifying.

Those two people were wearing white clothes. They were actually the lowest-level members of the white-clothed congregation, responsible for preaching to other people.

Only after becoming a member of the Baiyi cult for one year can one draw a golden holy pattern on the white clothes.

The Wenxiang Sect, the lowest-level white-clothed sect, has tens of millions of followers? God knows how they cultivated so many acquired warriors. "

After listening to what Li Feng said, Han Zheng had a deeper understanding of the foundation of Wenxiang Sect.

Although the two disciples just now were at a higher level than Han Zheng, their use of power and martial arts were far inferior to Han Zheng's.

Although Han Zheng was not from a major school, the disciples taught by Li Jingzhong all had a solid foundation and could exert 100% of their strength.

The member of the Wenxiang Sect exerted at most 70% to 80% of their 100% strength, so they were repulsed by Han Zheng's Diamond Suppressing Demon Seal.

But those two people were just the lowest members of the white-clothed cult. According to what Li Feng said, they might have joined the Wenxiang Cult for less than a year.

They may not have even been exposed to martial arts before, they are just farmers farming.

As a result, such a level of cultivation can be achieved in a short period of time. No wonder the development of Wenxiang Sect is so terrifying.

"Brother Han, the move you just made seemed like a Vajra Fist, but it didn't seem like it was. It felt so powerful."

Wang Bao came over and asked slightly curiously.

The Vajra Suppressing Demon Seal is derived from the breakthrough of Vajra Fist, so naturally it is somewhat similar.

Wang Bao didn't suspect anything, but he felt that what he used was different from Han Zheng's.

But he knew Han Zheng's strength, so he was worried that he had practiced wrongly.

"The gym owner has said that actual combat is not a sparring session in a martial arts gym. Everyone puts on a boxing stance. You punch and I kick according to the routine.

As long as you can unleash the essence of Vajra Fist, even if you use palms, it is still Vajra Fist. "

As he said that, Han Zheng suddenly hit Wang Bao with his palm.

The strong wind roared, but it was like a demonic pestle that crashed down and stopped in front of Wang Bao, startling him.

Han Zheng's proficiency in the Diamond Fist has reached perfection. At this time, he can use the essence of the fist to make a random move and easily fool Wang Bao and the others.

"Brother Han is worthy of being the leader among our group of disciples. You have learned a lesson."

Wang Bao looked admiring.

Their initiation time is the same, so how do they practice? Why is it so good?

Han Zheng was afraid that Wang Bao would ask any more questions, so he walked to Li Feng and asked him to tell the caravan to speed up.

In fact, there was no need for Li Feng to urge him.

Because of the affairs of the Wenxiang Sect, the caravan did not dare to rest at all this time. They drove straight through the night and finally saw the city wall of Heishi County early the next morning.

After entering the city, Li Feng suddenly looked tired and let out a sigh of relief.

"This trip was full of twists and turns. Fortunately, we returned to Heishi County smoothly."

Li Sancheng also had two dark circles under his eyes and sighed.

"Yeah, the outside world is really dangerous, but it's better to be safe at home. It's not easy to make money."

Li Sancheng has even made up his mind that he will not be a bodyguard even if he is a martial arts guardian.

He also knows that money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat.

It's okay to eat shit, but it's not worth it if it kills you after eating it.

At this time, Chen Boqing on the other side of the street had come to meet them with more than a dozen Shenghetang workers.

Before entering the city, Li Feng had already sent someone to report the news.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Chen Baiqing came forward with a happy face.

He felt relieved when the caravan returned safely. This batch of elixirs would be enough for him to last for a long time.

"Where's Manager Chen? Why don't you see Manager Chen?"

Han Zheng picked up Steward Chen from the carriage, who was tied up and had someone's smelly socks stuffed in his mouth.

"Here it is."

"What...what does this mean?"

Li Feng walked over, took Chen Boqing and told Chen Boqing everything that happened along the way.

At the end, Li Feng paused and said: "Big shopkeeper, these things are all witnessed by the guys. You can ask them again."

"No need, I believe you."

Compared with his previous joy, Chen Baiqing's face was now gloomy, as black as the bottom of a pot.