break the way [comprehension]

In fact, Jin Yisi couldn't hold back the anger in his heart when he saw those cultivators treating the villagers brutally. He didn't expect that the so-called "accident" would be such a cruel and unbelievable act.

He has heard of many unbearable atrocities in modern society, but this behavior of collectively treating his compatriots like pigs and sheep is simply unimaginable... No, pigs and sheep may be treated better, At least in modern times, some countries have introduced provisions on animal welfare. People can slaughter livestock for food needs, but they cannot abuse them for no reason.

These cultivators in front of them really regarded their compatriots as livestock in captivity, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why they were so calm and chatted so happily despite so much bloodshed and pain, and even more atrocities afterwards.

When humans raise livestock, don't they end up killing them to get what they need?These cultivators... probably think so too.

At this moment, Jin Yisi only felt that after he came to this foreign world, even though he felt a lot of discomfort with the so-called law of the jungle where strength is respected, he had never felt such a biting coldness from the bottom of his heart like this moment Come on, I just feel that everything in front of me is so dark and gloomy.

Seeing Jin Yisi's expression, the Tianming clansmen who followed the grass demon felt that this mortal in front of them was really strange. Although those human cultivators' methods were cruel and cruel, the cultivation world was already So, why is it surprising, there is a strange look in Jin Yisi's eyes, could it be that this mortal doesn't know the situation of mortals in the world of cultivation?But among all the worlds around the sky, which world is not like this?

Seeming to understand the meaning in those eyes, Jin Yisi couldn't help shouting in a low voice: "But they are also human beings!"

They were born from the same root...even animals wouldn't do that!

The people of the Tianming tribe feel that such a cry is ridiculous: they are also human beings. When the cultivation base is deep, the lifespan will be tens of thousands of years. Illness without disaster and life expectancy is only a few years, and the strength of a thousand catties dares to be called divine power... How can this be compared?What's more, those human cultivators cut off all the ties of the mortal world as soon as they set foot on the avenue, and naturally it is even more impossible to regard weak mortals as their own.

Even if Jin Yisi forcibly made a bet with the Grass Demon just in case he came back to help, in his imagination, it was nothing more than a bullying, a humiliation, and everything in front of him has already far surpassed his darkest imagine.

Where will these villagers be driven to?Looking at the huge phantom of the white crane in the sky, it covers tens of thousands of miles. How many people in such a huge territory will suffer the same miserable fate?

At this moment, Jin Yisi's blood was cold, but there was some enthusiasm surging in his mind.

At this time, there was another mournful cry from the dealer. Seeing Huzi's small body flying towards the cultivator, Jin Yisi couldn't stand it anymore.

They were standing very close to each other. From the tone of those Tianming people, those cultivators were only low-level cultivators on the first level of Qi refining, and it was impossible to notice their existence. Jin Yisi was very decisive and jumped out. While cursing, he used his distance advantage to hold Huzi's small body firmly in his arms in mid-air.

Then when he rolled from the ground and got up, he handed back the sobbing tiger to the Zhuang family's wife, and took a step forward, blocking Guo Lizheng and Zhuang Erni, not giving an inch.

Suddenly a person came out, and those cultivators were all in shock: "Who?!" "Who!"

The Zhuang family was very excited when they saw Jin Yisi. The sister-in-law of the Zhuang family hugged the tiger tightly, watching Jin Yisi cry so hard, and Zhuang Erni said hoarsely: "Second Brother Jin..."

All the men in the dealer's eyes were red looking at those cultivators, seeing that it was Jin Yisi who made the move, they were grateful but also anxious. They had already left without saying goodbye, but the other guests came back at such a dangerous time, and they would inevitably die if they saved the tiger. He himself was caught in such a crisis.

And those low-level cultivators, although they haven't cultivated spiritual consciousness, know the basic breath discrimination, but suddenly there is one more person at such a short distance, it is impossible for a mortal to do it, but the opponent's skill just now is like a mortal... ... There are too many strange and unpredictable legends in the cultivation world.

There should not be too many things like a high-level cultivator pretending to be a mortal who suddenly fights back, and it is too easy for a high-level cultivator to make himself look like a mortal. Hearing that Jin Yisi actually knew these villagers , These cultivators were even more suspicious and fearful, and couldn't grasp Jin Yisi's true origin for a while: "We are disciples of Heyuan's sect, and now we are recruiting immortal gifts in the sect's territory. Who do you dare to ask?"

This short sentence is very particular. It is a matter of course for our sect to collect gifts within its own territory. Even if the opponent is a high-level cultivator, if he wants to make a move, he has to look at He Yuanmen's face!

Guo Lizheng on the side was the kind of twists and turns among people who don't know how to cultivate, and when he saw Jin Yisi's face clearly, he immediately said loudly: "Everyone, this is a mortal that the Zhuang family saved earlier! I didn't know why at first. I left, and now I’m back again! Hmph, how dare you stop the Immortal Elder from doing things, you really don’t know what to do!”

When Guo Li opened his mouth like this, those cultivators didn't stop him, they just watched Jin Yisi's every move closely to see how he would react.

Jin Yisi heard those cultivators talk about their origins, and his heart moved. He already knew that his sudden appearance just now had made the other party suspicious. He glanced over and found that only four or five of those cultivators were wearing uniforms. People, behind them are more people like Guo Lizheng.

Jin Yisi knew that this little Guo Li was just a very delicate pawn in the delicate situation before him. Those cultivators... were watching him through Guo Li, and they had no way of determining their origin!

The heart in Jin Yisi's chest was beating wildly, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Guo Lizheng's arrogant and domineering figure, and a dangerous and terrifying thought that had never happened before hovered in his mind.

Although Jin Yisi is from another world, his experience in the other world is not ordinary, and after coming to this other world, he has seen the most... It is the great monk like Cao Yao who stands at the top of the cultivators. Naturally, this In an instant, Jin Yisi straightened his back, with a calm indifference on his face, his eyes swept over those cultivators, especially Guo Lizheng, as if they were nothing.

For a moment, the hearts of those cultivators jumped suddenly. With this look, they all took half a step back at the same time.

Guo Li was living in Yurou Township all his life, and the most extraordinary people he had ever met were just these few little monks who were refining Qi. How had he ever seen a big monk standing in the clouds?And Jin Yisi's so-called "taking advantage of the opportunity to turn the clouds and rains" in his heart, how could he imagine it with such a despicable heart?

He just saw a few immortals who stopped talking, and this guy who didn't know what to do was still standing in front of Zhuang Erni, what an air he was pretending to be, he immediately felt that his chance had come, smelling the bloody smell from his nose, How majestic it is to think that the immortals have just linked up all the people in the village!What a pleasure!He, Guo Tugou, has never had such a glorious moment in Baping Town all his life!

Staring at that strange young face, but the other party didn't look at him at all, Guo Tugou felt a kind of malice in his heart, you are just like me, dare to ignore me like those gods !I want you to see it today! ! !

He just heard a "swipe", and he actually pulled out a sharp iron halberd from the waist of the servant behind him: "You boy, how dare you ignore the elders, I will teach you on behalf of the elders today." Be a man!"

Amidst the screams from all over the dealer, no one thought that Guo Tugou would be so frenzied, his face was full of excitement and madness, he raised his iron halberd high and was about to stab Jin Yisi viciously!

But he has forgotten that even if he is a mortal, he is already old no matter what, and Jin Yisi is young, probably because in his eyes, Jin Yisi and those villagers who are usually bullied but dare not speak up Min is generally just a lamb who can't fight back, but he has forgotten that Jin Yisi is not.

Dangerous, terrifying, and dark thoughts lingering in his mind were finally relieved at this moment.

Jin Yisi did not expect that he would be so calm.

Maybe seeing all the villagers being driven away by their compatriots like pigs, cattle and sheep, it is already doomed to be peaceful at this moment.

At this moment, the once frenzied and restless heart calmed down strangely, and even the heartbeat slowed down strangely, thumping, thumping, thumping, steady and constant, just like Jin Yisi's posture and posture at the moment. move.

Everyone, including those cultivators, didn't see how Jin Yisi moved. They just saw that he turned his feet and turned sideways. In the next moment, a brilliant blood-colored rainbow splashed three feet high. The smell of blood was completely outmatched by the sudden burst of breath in the air at this moment, which was the smell of fresh, fiery blood.

All the cultivators and all the villagers stared blankly at the ground, clutching their throats and hooting, but no matter what, they couldn't make a sound, and they couldn't cover the blood gushing out between their fingers. In the countryside, Guo Tugou, who was hated by countless villagers but could not do anything about it, just lay there like a dead dog, his eyes widened, his hands covering his throat, and he swallowed his last breath, gradually losing his luster In his eyes, he could still see vague disbelief and...fear.

Yes, fear.

At this moment, not only Guo Tugou who had fallen to the ground felt fear, but also those cultivators felt a kind of fear.

At this moment, Jin Yisi's body was dripping with blood, but his face was still clean, and miraculously, not a single drop of blood was splashed. This kind of cleanliness and the kind of bloody dripping form a weird contrast, and it is precisely because of this cleanliness, Only then did these cultivators faintly feel fear.

Because on that clean face, there seems to be a clean lake without a trace of waves, beautiful, clean and calm.Yes, it was so calm that there was not even a trace of ripple, from the eyes to the expression, they were all so calm, no mortal would be so calm after killing a person in such a violent way!

That technique was very clean, without any hesitation, and even though it didn't feel a trace of fluctuations in spiritual power, it still made all the cultivators feel terrified. The mood fluctuates, but the person in front of him is so calm.

They have only seen this kind of calmness in those real strong men who stand on the clouds, hold power, and kill people like hemp with their hands. Is it possible that someone who is so calm in front of them is a mortal?And if it was those real strong men, would they be half a cent different from Guo Tugou who fell to the ground?

On the faces of these cultivators, there was a hint of panic and fear that could not be hidden: "We are all disciples of the Heyuan Sect, and we carry a messenger talisman on our bodies. If there is an accident, the sect will know immediately..."

A strange smile appeared on Jin Yisi's calm face: "Your sect allows you to deal with mortals at will?"

At this time, Jin Yisi's question was strangely filled with a terrifying force that made them dare not answer truthfully: "Ordinary people who belong to the territory of the sect are naturally at our disposal, as long as they are brought back to the director in accordance with a certain amount." Even if you complete the sect mission..."

But Jin Yisi seemed to be talking to himself: "Just because you can cultivate and they can't, they can only be treated like pigs and dogs at your disposal? They are also born in this world...why?"

Why?

These cultivators were a little tongue-tied for a while, the question was so weird, the strong respected, the weak preyed on the strong, the cultivators dealt with the ordinary people in their own land, just like a farmer handles the crops in his own field, it is only right and proper, it has always been like this in the world of comprehension, Who will ask why?

Someone stammered subconsciously: "We are, we are cultivators!"

A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Jin Yisi's mouth, cultivator?And the eyes of those villagers who were numb from pain and desperate to fear actually shed tears...

Cultivators... They have lived in this small village all their lives, and they have never heard of any terrifying immortals. They have never heard of cultivators... What did they do wrong, and why did they encounter such a thing? thing...

Those tears flowed down the hideous wound on the face, hurting the heart but unknowingly, but the tears were unknowingly redder than blood.

Suddenly, the monk surnamed Song came back to his senses in a strange feeling and shouted suddenly: "Brother! He is not a monk!"

His senior brother was just startled for a moment, but then suddenly realized, it's great!What monk would ask such an outlandish question!It is only natural for a cultivator to deal with mortals, so how could he ask such a weird question as "Why?"!In this moment of recollection, he has already discovered the opponent's countless lies, and it's just that he doesn't have spiritual power when he comes out. How can a cultivator kill half of his body with blood? A small dust-cleaning talisman can prevent it. What's more, he He looked sharply at Jin Yisi, who was still calm and composed. If the other party was really a big monk, he could crush them to death with a single finger, so why bother with them for so long!

Seeing their appearance, the sarcasm on Jin Yisi's lips became more obvious. This sarcasm, together with the sentence "Why?" just like a huge slap on the faces of all the cultivators in the field, made them blush. Or blue, like overturning the palette, very exciting.

Yes, are you not cultivators?Can't you tell if it's a mortal in front of you?

Huge taunts rushed over, and for a moment, the huge anger of being fooled by a mortal, mixed with the shame caused by the "why" just now, made these monks unanimously sacrifice the talismans in their hands, or put out The technique of starting gestures - they are only about one or two layers of Qi refining, so what they have learned is really limited.

Seeing this kind of performance, it is really far from those methods that Jin Yisi has seen to change the world. He really can't show half awe, but his performance makes a very weak-minded cultivator timid He said: "Every, every brother, is he, he, is he really a mortal?"

This seemingly fearless appearance is really not like a disguise, but seems to be confident. This kind of arrogant attitude does not put them in the eyes... Is it really a mortal?

This question made those talismans and gestures almost start to waver.

This time, there was no need for the brothers among the monks to turn their heads and scold these idiots. Jin Yisi couldn't help laughing up to the sky. He laughed so hard that tears almost flowed down his face. The panicked and hesitant cultivators looked over the faces of the villagers: "Did you see it? These... are the so-called cultivators!"

The man in front of him is indeed the second child of the Jin family. The villagers have all seen him at the dealership and met him face-to-face. He brags and farts about those outlandish and outlandish ideas, jokes and booing, grabs food with him...

Facing such the second child of the Jin family, these things are all weird and want to do it, but they are too timid to step forward... Damn, the one who dared to string them together just now...Xiu, Zhen, Zhe ? !

The old man Zhuang knelt there, the blood on his face had dried up, his body trembled like fallen leaves in the wind, but his eyes were fixed on those cultivators, he didn't move, the blood streaked out one by one, but he didn't Knowing that he blinked and stared fiercely, many years ago, when he was still young, he didn't dare to raise his head, he had never seen it so clearly, it turned out that this **** looks like a so-called cultivator!

Those cultivators inexplicably felt that the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became dangerous. Among them, the cultivator with a slightly longer cultivation base sensed something was wrong, and immediately shouted: "Why are you so stupid! No matter who the other party is, today you and I will work together, we must Take it down!"

A few cultivators came to their senses with a shock, and they realized that they were indeed stupid. If the other party was a big monk, they could work together to save a chance, and at least they would be less blamed when they asked for help from the sect. If the other party was just a big monk Mortals... the expressions of several cultivators were ferocious at the same time.

Jin Yisi raised the iron halberd in his hand, and smiled with his white teeth: "I am a mortal."

This statement of self-identification undoubtedly made several cultivators instantly murderous, but at this time, even though they knew that the other party was just a mortal, the other party's serious smile made them feel a little scared for no reason.

Then, they heard the mortal say: "I don't want to be killed by cultivators, so I can only kill them, folks, is there a way?"

Is there one?

Once when they went to the field to pick cucumbers together, someone yelled at the entrance of the village: Is there one?

Once they ran together to peek at the beautiful new daughter-in-law from the neighboring village, and someone whispered in the field: Is there one?

Once a ferocious wild boar came to the back mountain at some time, and someone carrying a pole shouted at the entrance of the village: Is there one?

We are ordinary mortals, but we don't want to be killed by cultivators, so we can only kill them!Is there one? !

When they noticed the eyes of these hundreds of mortals below, the expressions of these cultivators changed drastically. However, even if they were cattle and sheep without minions, when a huge number of cattle and sheep gathered fearlessly and rushed towards the tigers and wolves, they would not be afraid of death. There are tiger and wolf minions... and, can, how, how!

They have no talismans, no spells, no so-called spiritual body protection, and many of them even wear terrifying and tough gold threads on their tongues, but when you see them forcefully tearing their tongues from the gold threads When Shang Sheng tore it off, regardless of the bloody wounds, and rushed towards those cultivators one by one, he did not dare to doubt what a terrifying force it would be if the anger in the chest of mortals gathered into Jianghai.

And Jin Yisi's calm voice was like sharp arrows, short but powerful from time to time: "Shut his mouth, don't give him a chance to read the talisman!" The space of law!" "Step on his hand, don't give him a chance to make gestures!" "Grab the bag around his waist, don't give him a chance to report!"

This is probably the ugliest battle that the so-called high-ranking Tianming people have ever seen in their lifetime. There is no surging spiritual power, no monstrous demon power, and no magic weapon with boundless light and shadow power. It is even uglier than ordinary mortal fights. There are no decent weapons. These mortals bite their teeth, beat them with their hands, pick them with their nails, kick them with their feet, and push them with their knees. Every inch of the mortal body that can be used is used to the extreme.

This is probably the weirdest battle the people of the Ming clan have ever seen. One side has spiritual power and the other has no spiritual power, but the one with spiritual power hardly has any decent spiritual power to attack no matter how frantic and struggling it is from the beginning to the end. Appeared, actually fell under those ugly physical attacks!That scene was undoubtedly extremely bloody in the end, and the battles in the realm of comprehension are certainly not lacking in blood, but this kind of blood, because of the extreme contrast between the forces behind the two sides, and because of the ugliness of the fighting method in front of them, there is a kind of blood that makes the Tianming people feel uncomfortable. A powerful force that does not waver.

They had to admit that this was one of the most shocking battles they had ever seen. In the world of comprehension, it was not that there were no counterattack battles where the weak defeated the strong, but it was between comprehension practitioners!When you embark on the road, your heart will default to being different from the ordinary, and you will be resolute and fearless. Only then will it be possible to maintain your heart and not collapse or give up under the pressure of the strong, and you will be able to find and seize every opportunity for victory!

However, these are all mortals!There are even some mortals who have never received any training and only earn a living in the fields. They are the most common people in the Zhoutian Realms who are like weeds everywhere in the vast and desolate land that many practitioners seem to be. Mortals!

But right now, a cultivator who is recognized to have spiritual roots and is favored by heaven is being torn, crushed and screamed by these mediocre mortals... until he no longer struggles and loses his breath.

This scene shocked the hearts of all the people of the Tianming tribe. Could it be that there is such a terrifying and shocking power in the body of a mortal who is considered the most useless?

In the end, all eyes couldn't help but focus on the half-blooded mortal standing there, this is also a mortal.Is this still a mortal?

At this moment, the Ming people couldn't help but have this same absurd question as those fallen low-level cultivators.

What kind of mortal can lead a group of lambs to kill a group of cultivators in a situation where they have no power to restrain themselves, and can even speak calmly to all the villagers who have recovered from the excitement and are afraid of crying and trembling:

"Fellow folks, since the immortal endowment has already been collected, it won't be just these few cultivators."

This inference is undoubtedly extremely correct. It is precisely because of its correctness and undoubtedness that someone came back from the emotions just now, felt the pain and despair to the bone, and cried loudly for the suffering he had suffered. , for the impending hopelessness.

Among these people, the old man Zhuang's crying was particularly sad, his hoarse old voice even kept calling for the relatives who had passed away. Reminiscent of his past experience, it made many villagers feel extremely cruel to the immortals and how to deal with them fear.For a while, the scene was very terrified.

At this time, the Tianming people no longer had any opinion on the king's decision to listen to this mortal's bewitchment and come back. They waited and watched curiously. This mortal said it well. These cultivators are just the humblest minions in the sect, what are they going to do next?You know, even if a sect of cultivators is not seen by the people of the Tianming clan, it is still a colossus compared to the humblest mortals below. Don't dare to provoke.

Not only did this mortal not evade such a dangerous situation, but he explained it to all the humble mortals. Looking at those weak faces that only know how to cry, these days the Ming clansmen shook their heads and thought, if they can burst out with some strength, mortals are still just mortals, The heart is weak and inferior, but the Tianming tribe looked at Jin Yisi curiously, what else can he do next?

Jin Yisi didn't do anything, he just stood there quietly, watching them cry, but gradually, these people stopped crying and looked up at Jin Yisi one by one. With tears flowing out.

They had no other way at first, and they didn't know how to do it. Those immortals fought in the sky, and the falling fire burned their fields. They could only cry and save the crops in the field, but they couldn't do anything; Now when they come to collect immortals, they could only cry like pigs and sheep being taken away, waiting for a more miserable fate to come and not knowing what to do... But none of this happened, and the villagers probably knew vaguely that they could Do something, yes, do something, so that doesn't happen, makes all the difference!

Among these scattered thoughts, Jin Yisi standing there calmly is undoubtedly like a lighthouse.

The old man Zhuang wiped away his tears, comforted his old wife in a low voice, and saw that his children and grandchildren had calmed down, and then he calmly wiped off the blood on his body—when he just started, he rushed in front of everyone with his old body ——The old man Zhuang worked hard to straighten his dirty clothes before he straightened his back and walked in front of Jin Yisi.

Then, he bowed and bowed to Jin Yisi: "Brother Jin, you are so kind and virtuous, and the whole village can't repay you."

Jin Yisi wanted to avoid it at first, but when he saw the pair of eyes looking at him, and the cautious and hesitant bowing regardless of gender, he didn't avoid it anymore.

The old man Zhuang took a deep breath and said: "Brother Jin, you are not from Baping, you are willing to come back and risk your life to save what happened today, logically, we shouldn't bother you any more, but, as you just said Say, these, these animals will definitely not let it go!"

Jin Yisi listened quietly to the old man Zhuang: "When I was only the size of a tiger, I also collected the immortal gift once. At that time, it was the same as now. The whole village of Zhuangjia was pulled into one place..."

Speaking of this, his voice choked up again, and it was obviously difficult to continue: "In the end, I was the only one who fled back from the whole village, and there was a girl inside who secretly let me go because I was young. Now, this The only family with the surname Zhuang in the village is my family..."

The Zhuang brothers' eyes were red: "Father!"

They have never heard their father talk about those things in the past. During the holidays, they have to offer sacrifices to their ancestors, but their father never mentioned it. They just think that the ancestors probably died earlier because they were fleeing famine in a disaster year or something. But I didn't expect that it was related to immortals!

Then, the youngest of the Zhuang family couldn't help spitting at the corpses on the ground, and looked at Jin Yisi with burning eyes: "Second brother Jin, you have big ideas, what do you think we should do!"

Both his elder brother and his father couldn't help staring at him, Zhuang Lao San was a little at a loss, Zhuang Laodi thought to himself, don't I know how to ask the second brother Jin for advice?It's just that his elder brother is missing. Judging from the actions of the second brother Jin just now, he is definitely not very human. When they lived in their house, the other party was approachable and they didn't recognize it. How can they bother the other party like this now?

Father Zhuang glanced at his daughter, and sighed in his heart. It seems that such a person is a dragon and a phoenix. Those immortals seem to think that Jin Er does not have the qualifications to become a fairy. It seems that this kind of means and mind is not much stronger than those immortals. It is definitely not ordinary, and the matter of his own daughter can no longer be mentioned, but he still has another hope in his heart. At this time, the third son rashly spoke, a little nervous mess up his pace.

The matter has come to this point, and there is no way to turn it around, so Father Zhuang, like the whole village, looked at Jin Yisi, waiting for him to come up with an idea.Not to mention him, even the people of the Tianming clan were very curious, and they even secretly glanced at their king. If the previous bet was followed, wouldn't the king have...lost?Cough, this idea is a bit outrageous, but they couldn't help thinking, if the way of mortals is followed, the king's loss is not wronged.Next, should mortals use a bet to ask the king to help those mortals escape from capture, and even ask them to enjoy this life under the protection of the Tianming clan?

Although I don't really like to bring a group of mortals as a burden, but if it is a bet made by the king... Although they are displeased, they can't object.

On the other hand, Jin Yisi was half covered with blood. After thinking for a while, he said, "As Father Zhuang said just now, these cultivators were ordered to take people away, but no one returned to return to their orders. After a long time, the other party will definitely notice No—everyone has already seen the brutal methods of cultivators, and today's matter, even if it is to maintain the majesty of the cultivator sect, they will never let go of the people present."

Without waiting for anyone to mutter something, Father Zhuang added sternly: "With their abilities, it is not difficult for those powerful immortals inside to see thousands of miles in the blink of an eye, and it is impossible to escape!"

Everyone shuddered, and nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

At this time, Jin Yisi admired Zhuang's family, especially Zhuang's father. Not everyone experienced such cruelty and blood in childhood. After so much cowardice and fear, they can rekindle their courage to fight. He even persisted in this confrontation to the end—even when he knew there was no other way out.When there is no retreat, there are many people who give up completely and let themselves go with the flow, but the real minority who are unwilling to give in, unwilling to bow their heads, break their muscles and bones, and gnash their teeth to the end.

Jin Yisi has never believed in the sayings of cultivators that the way of heaven chooses people, and that cultivators are fundamentally different from ordinary people. Now he is even more convinced of what he thinks in his heart. Among all living beings, there are people like Zhuang Daddy and Jin Yisi. Those people, those cultivators... are just looking for a so-called moral high ground for themselves to stand on.

Because of this, Jin Yisi is full of confidence in what he will arrange next - without confidence, it is impossible to arrange such a crazy plan that is already insane.

Jin Yisi whispered: "In that case, how many people are we present?"

The boss of the banker went to school for a few days, and immediately counted the number of people: "Five hundred and one people."

"Okay, the five hundred and one of us are grasshoppers on a rope. However, compared with giants like the cultivation sect, our strength is still too weak."

All the villagers are sad, it is true, according to Zhuang's father, there are also strong and weak among immortals, it seems that the ones they defeated today are obviously the weakest among them, and the strongest one is probably the same as the one in the myths and legends. Not bad at all.

"But that doesn't mean we don't have any chances. Like today's situation, we 500 people are united. These cultivators also have many magical methods. They can easily kill us, but they are united. Under such circumstances, it’s too late to use it.” Jin Yisi’s firm eyes are like stars in the dark, which cannot be ignored by anyone and light up in everyone’s hearts: “It’s the same for the most powerful cultivation sect! As long as we unite everyone, we will surely be able to defeat It! 5000 people are not enough! Just 5000 people! 5 people are not enough, what about 50 people? 500 people? [-] million people?”

Jin Yisi's words were so crazy that the hearts of each of them began to beat faster. Was he, he, he talking about bringing down those terrifying immortals?The real immortals who are overwhelmed in those myths and legends!My mother oh...

The Zhuang family didn't know why, but they kept every word of Jin Yisi's words firmly in their hearts, and their eyes were burning as if a fire was burning inside.

Jin Yisi didn't realize how scary he was saying: "Don't be afraid, before you knocked down today's cultivators, you've all seen their methods, right?"

Someone timidly whispered, the voice was still a bit vague because of the wound on the tongue: "They, that, the gold wire... we, can't move, can't avoid..."

Jin Yisi looked at the other party with fearful eyes, and said calmly: "But we still defeated them."

The man took a deep breath and nodded.

Jin Yisi pointed to the huge crane above his head: "Where this symbol covers, immortal gifts will be collected."

All the villagers gasped, feeling a faint sense of powerlessness in their hearts. How big is this land... How powerful must those immortals be to be able to receive immortal gifts in such a large land?

Jin Yisi smiled slightly: "Don't just think about how powerful they are, you should think about how many people will be oppressed by this cultivation sect like us in such a large place, how many people will be like us , had to lose his family, his wife and children, and was slaughtered and oppressed by these cultivators wantonly, not daring to resist..."

"...Just like us?" Zhuang Laosan murmured in a low voice.

"Yes, just like we used to be."

Zhuang Laosan's heart was pounding very fast: "How many people does that have to be... Can there be five hundred, five million?"

Jin Yisi's tone was calm and firm, revealing a fearless and indomitable strength and shock: "There must be!"

When they looked up at the crane above their heads, which symbolizes the strength of the enemy, all the villagers started to feel dazed. It turned out that this was not only about the strength of the enemy, but also about how powerful they could be united...

At this time, the hearts of the Tianming people were even more turbulent. Maybe it was too much shock, maybe it was unbelievable, or it was a kind of fear that they didn't know. How is it possible to go to one place!" "This mortal must be drawing big cakes indiscriminately to deceive these mortals!"

In the next moment, Jin Yisi smiled at Zhuang Laosan: "Is your betrothed wife in the neighboring village?"