Chapter 280 Liang Hui: Serving the people with justice

But what to say?

The several cultivation methods obtained were equivalent to Bai Ye's contribution. They were the lowest level cultivation methods and there was nothing noteworthy about them.

However, obtaining information about this area is still useful to Liang Hui.

At least he knew where to go to recover as quickly as possible and gain more knowledge of cultivation.

Wuzhai City is the center of an area of ​​a thousand miles in radius, where a large number of cultivators gather.

You will definitely be able to obtain more detailed information and more knowledge about cultivation there.

Stop the thoughts in your mind.

Liang Hui strode towards Wuzhai City.

Along the way, he practiced boxing, hunted wild animals and bandits, and his strength continued to increase.

The deep red blood has turned into gold, and when the arms are waved, the air will explode instantly.

The more people he met, the deeper Liang Hui's understanding of the Guangxi world became, and the bolder his ideas became.

This world seems to have been destroyed by the abundant spiritual energy.

Come to think of it, starting to practice and refining a wisp of spiritual energy is equivalent to ten days of hard practice, and it is also relatively easy to reach a higher level.

The monks who grew up in such an environment naturally could not be called outstanding.

"I seem to be able to swallow the human world directly." Liang Hui stood on the rock, looking at the huge city looming in the distance, his eyes burning.

However, the young man did not leave, but stood there quietly, as if waiting for something.

One minute!

ten minutes!
One hour!
At the end of the earth, a short figure stumbled towards this place.

boom!
The short figure fell down, struggled for a moment, and stood up again.

He kept falling down and standing up until he was a hundred meters away from Liang Hui, then he fell down again.

This time fell.

For a long, long time, he didn't stand up.

The vitality that was like a candle in the wind seemed to have completely dissipated.

As night fell, Liang Hui still stood there, looking at the fallen old man.

The old man started moving again at some point, supporting himself with his arms, and crawled slowly to Liang Hui's feet.

"What's the matter? Tell me." The young man looked indifferent as he looked down at the old man at his feet.

"My benefactor, I want to practice Taoism and I want to kill all the bandits." The old man said in a weak voice, words that ninety-nine percent of the people in this world would think were ridiculous.

An old man who is about to die, a mortal with inferior qualifications, speaks such shameless words.

Why? Willpower?
Liang Hui's expression did not change at all, and he looked at the old man deeply.

Turn around!

Walking towards Wuzhai City.

The old man's eyes were filled with gray death and he lay on the ground in a daze.

"I'm curious, can you climb to Wuzhai City?"

"If possible, I will guide you to the path of cultivation!"

The breeze blew, making the old man's gray hair flutter, and there was a glimmer of hope in the dead silence.

Liang Hui ran quickly towards Wuzhai City.

As for the words just left, he didn't think the old man could do it.

With the old man's decayed body, he might die with every step he took, and it was almost impossible for him to climb another ten miles to Wuzhai City.

If you really do it, what about leading him into the door?

The will to survive is so strong that it won't be too bad after embarking on the path of Tao.

Liang Hui ran for less than ten minutes and arrived in front of the city.

He took a step forward, ignoring the crowd queuing to enter the city, and walked straight into the city.

"Sir, row."

Snapped!
A scarred sergeant in iron armor tightly held back the soldier who wanted to step forward to ask questions.

"Sir, please come in!" The scarred sergeant looked respectful.

The aura of the young man in front of him is not the aura that ordinary people should have.

If you say something wrong to such a person, your whole family will die.

Liang Hui glanced at the armored soldiers and walked towards the city lord's mansion.

The streets were extremely prosperous, with vendors hawking their wares and teahouses bustling with activity, creating a scene of prosperity.

However, outside the city, thousands of miles away, the land was full of starving people, and people were eating each other's children. He moved forward, not fast, but with a sense of comfort.

The closer you are to the City Lord's Mansion, the fewer people there are around.

Until the streets were clear of strangers.

Around the City Lord's Mansion, rows of soldiers in armor stood everywhere, and there were guards patrolling constantly.

"This is an important place in Wuzhai City. Anyone who is not here, please leave immediately."

"Otherwise, kill!" A cold rebuke came from the mouth of the patrolling soldier in front of him.

Before he could say anything else, a white hand had already crossed the space and pressed on the soldier's head.

Bang!
The soldier's head exploded, and blood and bones scattered all over the ground.

In an instant, the entire city lord's mansion within a radius of one kilometer fell into silence.

"Thief, die!"

"kill him."

"Chop off his limbs."

Angry roars, mixed with the clashing of armor, came from all directions.

One figure after another, armed with guns, knives, and swords, rushed towards Liang Hui.

The young man walked forward with an indifferent expression, swinging his fist casually.

Every punch thrown, no matter how strong or weak, turned into pulp and spread on the street.

In just a few moments, Liang Hui had arrived at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion. His back was covered in blood and flesh mixed with scales of armor, like a purgatory on earth.

The young man was dressed in black wolf skin, as clean as before, without a single speck of blood.

He reached out and pushed the door.

crunch~
The door opened, revealing one powerful figure after another. Spiritual energy burst out of their bodies, and they were obviously cultivators.

There were ten people in total, nine of them stood shoulder to shoulder, looking directly at the young man who was climbing the stairs.

A middle-aged man with a dignified face, wearing the unique yellow official robe of Daqian, stood at the end.

"My fellow Taoist, I wonder if Wuzhai City has offended anyone. If so, I will definitely make amends."

Liang Hui tilted his head slightly, waved his hands, and the blood on his nails fell off.

"City Lord?"

"I'm."

"Got it. Let's talk about it after I clean up the trash."

"you say."

boom!
Liang Hui stomped his feet on the ground, and the roar interrupted the middle-aged man's words.

A slender figure crossed the space in an instant and came in front of the nine people.

boom! boom! boom!
He stretched his palm forward and threw out three punches in an instant.

The upper bodies of the nine figures standing side by side exploded at the same time, and the splattered blood dyed the city lord's body red.

The only surviving city lord stared blankly at the nine corpses in front of him, his mouth open but unable to make any sound.

These were not nine soldiers, but nine masters who had opened their spiritual orifices and embarked on the path of cultivation. They were all killed in a single breath.

Liang Hui came up to the middle-aged man and pointed at two clean stone chairs in the yard.

"Sit down, let's talk."

"You're not going to kill me, you just want to talk?" The middle-aged man looked at the nine corpses with disbelief in his voice.

"Sit down!" Liang Hui's tone became heavier. He walked to the stone chair and sat down directly.

The Lord of Wuzhai City suppressed the thought of escaping and sat opposite Liang Hui with a trembling body.

"Sir, what do you want? As long as Wuzhai City has it, we can get it for you."

Liang Hui did not respond, but looked up at the sky with an inexplicable expression.

"The world has been falling apart for four years now. All the people have been devastated and the prosperity of the past has become nothing."

"There is only death, war, and fighting in the world. Everything beautiful is being destroyed."

The young man lowered his head and stared into the eyes of the Lord of Wuzhai, word by word.

"I want to serve the people with justice, restore the country, and rebuild the world."

'By the way, I will swallow up the human world's thousands of years of heritage and then rule the three realms.'

Of course, Liang Hui only murmured the latter sentence in his heart.

(End of this chapter)