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After leaving the academy, Ji Lang bought two horses as means of transportation.

Min Fan asked Ji Lang: "Which direction are we going?"

"Let's go south." Ji Lang explained, "Huifeng City and Minshan Village are both in the south, and the Min family's hermitage may not be too far away."

"Yeah." Walking in the direction of home always seems to be easier for people to accept.

Whether it is a lively big city or a small town, or a quiet mountain country, they will pass by deliberately.

Every time they go to a place, they try their best to feel the customs of a place and understand the local history and culture.

On this day, they were walking on a small road in the country, and they met a young man who stumbled and seemed to be running for his life.

"Killed! The monster is coming to kill again!"

Hearing the sound, Ji Lang gave Xiaohong a look, and Xiaohong teleported to the young man, blocking his way.

The young man fell back to the ground, his eyes were filled with panic and fear, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Who are you?"

Xiao Hong showed a harmless appearance to humans and animals, and said softly, "Big Brother, where are you from? Why do you say that monsters are coming to kill again?"

Gao Fuyang stood up and stepped back unconsciously.

Xiaohong still smiled innocently, and said, "If you tell us, maybe we can catch that murderous monster for you."

For a moment, Gao Fuyang was shaken, but he didn't dare to believe them easily.

Ji Lang said softly: "We are monks, don't be afraid."

Gao Fuyang opened his mouth, hesitating but still didn't say anything.

Ji Lang looked at the village not far away, and asked, "Are you from that village?"

Gao Fuyang still did not answer out loud, but his expression already explained the answer.

Ji Lang said to Min Fan and Xiaohong: "Let's go and have a look."

As soon as they moved, Gao Fuyang spoke.

"I belong to that village. A demon entered our village and killed many people. I beg the immortals to save us."

When approaching the village, Xiaohong went to explore the way first.

Gao Fuyang hesitated for a while, then asked, "That kid looks like he's only three or four years old, can he do it?"

"He started practicing in the womb, and his strength is much stronger than ours."

"Oh." Gao Fuyang nodded thoughtfully.

Not long after, Xiaohong came back, and said intriguingly: "There are signs of destruction everywhere in the village."

Both Ji Lang and Min Fan looked at him in astonishment, and looked at each other.

After they arrived at the village, everything they saw with their naked eyes was full of potholes, bloodstained, and the scene was very tragic. Only then did they know what it means to be conspicuous.

Gao Fuyang brought them to the village chief and said, "Village chief, the three of them are monks and can help us get rid of the demon cultivators."

The village chief extended a warm welcome and asked, "I don't know what the cultivation level of the three immortals is?"

"Golden Core Stage and Foundation Establishment Stage."

"Okay, now our village is saved." The village chief was overjoyed and smiled brilliantly.

Ji Lang said: "Forgive me for being presumptuous. Does the village chief know why Moxiu attacked the village?"

"This, we don't know, we only know that he seems to be looking for something in our village."

Ji Lang pondered slightly, and said again: "What are the characteristics of that demon cultivator, the more detailed the better."

"He is not tall, and he is wrapped in a black robe. No one has seen his face clearly."

"What weapon did he kill with?"

The village chief's eyes fell on Min Fan's saber, and he said, "It's a sword, very similar to this fairy's."

"When do magicians usually appear?"

"It's almost dawn."

"I see."

"I have a vacant room in my house. The three immortals might as well stay in my house tonight. Tonight, I will let the child make a damn delicious meal."

"There is a village chief."

After night fell, the three of Ji Lang went into the house to rest, and quickly extinguished the candles.

Min Fan whispered, "Do you think this village is weird?"

"Yes, the village chief was vague and concealed something."

"The outside of the house has been damaged so badly, but the inside of the house has not been damaged at all. It seems that the village looks horribly damaged by demon repairs on purpose."

Ji Lang also noticed it, and couldn't help squinting his eyes halfway. Although he was puzzled, he didn't do anything immediately, but asked Xiaohong to go to the village to check again.

This time, Xiaohong discovered that there is a piece of land in the village that is full of spiritual grass, and it is extremely precious.

As soon as Xiaohong stepped forward, he felt an invisible momentum, which prevented him from approaching.

He circled around this piece of spiritual grass, and tried to get close again, but still failed, and finally had to return angrily, and first told Ji Lang and Min Fan about the situation here.

This matter aroused Ji Lang's interest. How can there be a spiritual grassland in an ordinary village, even Xiaohong can't enter it?

Ji Lang thoughtfully said to Xiaohong: "It seems that you will have to work hard to watch the night."

Min Fan was slightly taken aback, and said, "Will the demon cultivator come? Then let's go and notify the village chief and let him notify the villagers."

Ji Lang pulled him into his arms and said, "The village chief and the villagers are all safe."

"Ok?"

"I'm afraid it's us who are in danger."

Ji Lang buried his head in Min Fan's neck and rubbed it.He really didn't expect that not long after leaving the academy, he would encounter the last thing he didn't want to encounter so soon.

Min Fan thought about it carefully, and suddenly realized what Ji Lang meant, and said angrily: "This village chief treats us as bait, but doesn't he know that ordinary people like them are only Can't deal with Moxiu?"

Ji Lang was stunned for a moment, then laughed softly.

"What are you laughing at? I feel like you're laughing at me."

Min Fan pretended to be fierce and grabbed Ji Lang's ear, and immediately let go when he heard Ji Lang's cry of pain, and rubbed it gently, which didn't teach him a lesson, but made him feel distressed for a while.

Ji Lang sat on the couch with Min Fan in his arms, and told him his doubts.

"Cultivating spiritual grass requires spiritual power to nourish, especially those precious spiritual grass. The reason why they are precious is precisely because they require a lot of spiritual power. But there is no spiritual power inside and outside this village, but there is a piece of spiritual grass. There are demons."

"Is it related to the magic repair?"

"Maybe there are demons. But sometimes, people are scarier than demons."

Min Fan understood, and widened his eyes in disbelief, and said, "What should we do now? Should we just leave now, or should we interrogate the village chief to find out?"

"Respond to all changes with the same change, and see what is going on."

"it is good."

In the dead of night, a colorless and odorless specially made mist floated into the house.

With a wave of Xiaohong's little hand, all the mist was poured into a cup of tea, and the tea soup quickly turned gray.

After a while, there were some noises outside the house.

"Village chief, the people inside have already been fascinated." It was Gao Fuyang who led them into the village who spoke.

"Okay, tie them up and carry them there." Gao Fuyang took a few people with him, and tied up the three unconscious people and carried them out of the spiritual grassland with ease.

At this time, here, many villagers gathered, except for those with limited mobility, everyone in the village had arrived.

The village chief walked to the front and said respectfully: "I tell you, tonight, I will sacrifice three monks to you. Their cultivation bases are in the foundation building stage and the golden core stage."

An old voice sounded, "Throw them into the medicine field."

"Yes." The village head replied, and then signaled the young people in the village to throw them in.

Several young people wanted to lift Ji Lang and Min Fan, but they didn't lift them, and then tried to lift them even harder, but they still couldn't lift them, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

"What's the matter, where's the sacrificed cultivator?" The old voice came out again, with eagerness and sullenness.

The village chief urged them in a low voice: "Hurry up, don't make the venerable wait."

Gao Fuyang picked up Xiaohong and threw it into the medicine field. The child was small and light, but he seemed to have the highest cultivation.

At this moment, the barrier that imperceptibly prevented Xiao Hong from approaching had disappeared, and he was easily thrown into the spiritual grass.

Xiaohong opened her eyes, turned into a spirit body, went straight to the ground, and caught the person who was hiding her head and tail.

Ji Lang and Min Fan stood up, and the rope tied to their bodies turned into powder.

Min Fan sneered and said, "It's really a demon cultivator. I didn't expect the whole village to be in collusion with the demon cultivator."

Moxiu wrapped himself tightly in a black robe, muttering: "No, I want to go back to the medicine field."

"Heh, using monks as nourishment, is it worthy of being called a medicine field?" Ji Lang said coldly.

Moxiu left the medicine field, his body seemed to be burning from the inside out, he screamed in pain: "I'm not reconciled, I'm not reconciled, I want revenge on Shen Feihao, I want to die with him."

The sound stopped abruptly, and Moxiu was instantly reduced to ashes.

The village head was so frightened that he fell back limply and was supported by the people behind him.The villagers looked at them in horror, with panic in their eyes.

Min Fan reprimanded, "You guys are really brave. You should have murdered many monks in such a piece of spiritual grassland. Just wait for someone to find you and take revenge."

The village head fell to his knees with a plop, and other villagers also knelt down and begged for mercy.

Ji Lang asked: "You can talk about it now, what is going on?"

The village chief said tremblingly: "This matter started two years ago. Although our village is not rich, it will not starve to death. Your lord, oh no, Moxiu suddenly came to our village. He taught us to plant Spiritual herbs make money, at first it was some common spiritual herbs, one stalk of spiritual grass is enough for a whole family to eat for a year."

Having said that, the village chief paused, and the other villagers seemed unable to raise their heads.

Ji Lang said lightly: "Please continue."

"Later, we became greedy and hoped to plant more precious spiritual grass in order to sell more money. Moxiu said that spiritual grass needs spiritual power to nourish, and our spiritual power here is very weak, and precious spiritual grass cannot be grown. Grass, unless..." The village chief couldn't continue.

"Unless you can sacrifice monks for nourishment." Ji Lang finished speaking for him.

Everyone in the village lowered their heads. Some of them may have opposed it, but they all became murderers or accomplices in the end, and they all enjoyed the affluent life in exchange for the lives of monks.

Finally, Ji Lang asked: "Did this magician leave anything behind, or mention anything?"

The village chief paused, shook his head and said, "No, he has been living under the medicine field and never talked about anything other than the medicine field."

Hearing this, Ji Lang lowered his eyes slightly, and ordered Xiao Hong to visit the medicine field again.

Xiaohong searched carefully twice, not letting go of any corner, and put all the spirit grass into Ji Lang's storage ring.

"There's nothing else on the ground or under the ground," he said.

Min Fan looked at Ji Lang suspiciously, but didn't ask any questions for now.