Chapter 27

"Kid, do you know what we do? You dare to imitate others and try to rob here?" A tall and thin thug looked at Fang Ling standing on the tree and laughed loudly, "You should go home and ask your mother for milk!"

As soon as he said this, it immediately caused a burst of laughter.

Some even laughed so hard they clutched their bellies, as if they might burst from laughter.

However, the leader, Chief Shi, did not laugh. He waved his hand and clasped his fists, saying, "I am Shi Jinjiao, the second chief of Yingchou Cliff. As they say, everyone gets a share. Brother, what do you want? Just say it!"

Shi Jinjiao's words made the laughing thugs become serious.

As the second chief of the bandit camp, Shi Jinjiao had considerable prestige among the thugs. Seeing this cautious second chief, it indicated that the young man on the tree was not simple.

Fang Ling smiled faintly, "I want ten gold bricks and ten silver bricks."

These words were purely learned from TV, but saying them now was perfectly fitting and natural.

Shi Jinjiao looked at Fang Ling carefully, a fierce light flashing in his eyes. He was always the one robbing others; now, being on the receiving end, how could he feel comfortable!

However, he still laughed heartily, "We don't have ten gold bricks and silver bricks with us. Here, take this 500 taels gold note, little brother!"

500 taels of gold notes were equivalent to twenty gold bricks, and Shi Jinjiao was quite generous.

Fang Ling looked at the gold note being handed over, sneered, and threw it on the ground, "The gold bricks I want are as big as this mountain, and the silver bricks I want are as thick as the earth. You can keep this 500 taels gold note to clean your teeth!"

Gold bricks as big as Luming Mountain, and ten of them! Not to mention silver bricks as thick as the earth.

This was clearly a provocation!

All the thugs felt humiliated and enraged.

Shi Jinjiao's face changed. He glared at Fang Ling fiercely. If not for the strange feeling he had about this person, he would have torn this kid to pieces long ago!

"Brother, a man's eyes don't tolerate sand. Don't push us too far!"

Fang Ling still stood on the tree branch, with no intention of coming down, "I am pushing you too far, so what?"

In the bandit camp, even the chief would not treat Shi Jinjiao so rudely. This sentence made Shi Jinjiao completely drop his guard.

"What? I'll kill you!"

As soon as Shi Jinjiao said this, the two chain hammers in his hands were thrown out like lightning. The two black wolf heads were three times larger than before.

This attack was Shi Jinjiao's full strength.

Even those at the same cultivation level as Shi Jinjiao would not dare to take this hit.

Fang Ling did not block it either. His body lightly floated up, using the Golden Goose Technique, and strangely landed behind Shi Jinjiao.

The moment he landed, Fang Ling suddenly clapped his hands, and a black short knife shot out from his small spatial bag.

The short knife was as fast as lightning, rushing straight at Shi Jinjiao.

Before Shi Jinjiao could react, the black short knife was already in front of him. Facing the short knife, Shi Jinjiao was terrified.

"Cultivator, you are a cultivator!" A shrill cry came from Shi Jinjiao's mouth. With this cry, Shi Jinjiao prepared to turn and run.

However, his body was already enveloped by a cold aura, making it extremely difficult to move.

"Poof!"

A black flash of the knife, and Shi Jinjiao's large head fell to the ground.

"Cultivator, run!"

The bandits standing behind Shi Jinjiao, after being stunned for a moment, scattered in all directions.

At this moment, they regretted not having two more legs.

Fang Ling coldly watched the fleeing bandits, and a thought flashed in his mind. The black short knife flew out.

Either do nothing, or do it thoroughly!

"Stop them, they have killed many people!" Lu Yueying shouted loudly to Fang Ling.

The black knife light, like a bolt of lightning, danced among the crowd!

In an instant, more than thirty bandits fell in a pool of blood.

The Xuan Yin Dao hummed in the air, like a child who had just eaten a full meal.

In this humming, Fang Ling felt a killing intent spreading in his heart!

This was a疯狂的杀意, and this killing intent came from the Xuan Yin Dao!

The Blood Refinement Technique took a risky path, allowing Fang Ling to control the Xuan Yin Dao, a magical tool that could only be used by Foundation Establishment cultivators, with his Qi Layer 4 cultivation. However, it also carried significant risks.

If he was not careful, Fang Ling would be influenced and controlled by the sword intent formed in the magical tool, turning into a madman who only knew how to kill.

"Retract!"

With a thought, the Xuan Yin Dao lightly flew back into the spatial bag.

At the moment the Xuan Yin Dao returned, Fang Ling exhaled.

Looking at the bandits from Yingchou Cliff lying on the ground, a sense of satisfaction surged in his heart!

A man should kill!

"Are you Fang Ling? You really are Fang Ling!" Lu Yueying's eyes tightly focused on Fang Ling, with joy and disbelief.

She originally thought she would end her short life in the bandit camp, but unexpectedly, this person emerged at her darkest moment.

He killed all the bandits, and she no longer had to go to the bandit camp!

Fang Ling smiled, "Hello, Yueying. Haven't seen you in a few days!"

The villagers of Lu Family Village immediately surrounded them. A few families who had lost relatives were tearing at Shi Jinjiao's corpse with their hands, and mournful cries echoed around.

Uncle Lu and the village chief quickly walked over. They had also seen the scene. Uncle Lu, who used to be casual with Fang Ling, now seemed somewhat restrained in front of him.

"Xiao Ling, no... Immortal Sir! Thank you..."

Seeing Uncle Lu's restrained manner, Fang Ling smiled, "Uncle Lu, I'm still Fang Ling. You don't need to be so polite."

Although Fang Ling said it lightly, Uncle Lu's words were no longer as casual as before. Fang Ling was a bit annoyed by these changes but did not say anything.

He knew that such matters could not be changed by a few words.

"Immortal Sir, this is not a place to talk. Please come to the village for a chat." The elderly village chief insisted on calling Fang Ling "Immortal Sir."

This way of addressing him made Fang Ling a bit helpless.

However, he did not plan to stay in Lu Family Village, so he politely declined, "Thank you, Village Chief, but I have some matters to attend to. Next time!"

Fang Ling's voice was not loud, but at this moment, it carried an undeniable authority in the ears of all the villagers of Lu Family Village.

"Immortal Master, there are still many bandits at Yingchou Cliff. If you leave now, they will definitely not let our Lu Family Village off!" The village chief suddenly knelt down and pleaded bitterly, "Please, Immortal Sir, help us!"

"Please, Immortal Sir, help us!"

Seeing the village chief kneel, the other villagers of Lu Family Village also knelt down.

Wang Hu's head felt dizzy. After the intense emotions of grief and joy, he was in a state of confusion.

He could hardly believe that all this was real, but the facts clearly told him that it was all true!

The little herbal apprentice he had looked down upon not only had skills he could not match but was also an Immortal Master!

"Wang Hu, what are you daydreaming about? Get down and kneel!" His father's voice was anxious, and seeing his father's expression, Wang Hu also knelt down.

Fang Ling looked at the kneeling Uncle Lu and others, hesitated for a moment, and then helped Uncle Lu up, saying, "Everyone, get up. I will take care of the matter at Yingchou Cliff."

"Thank you, Immortal Master!" Uncle Lu gratefully waved his hand, "Everyone, gather your things and follow the Immortal Master to Yingchou Gorge!"

Fang Ling waved his hand, "I just need someone to lead the way. I can go by myself."

"Immortal Master, you can go by yourself..." Uncle Lu looked at Fang Ling, somewhat unwilling to believe, but seeing the bodies on the ground, his doubts vanished completely.

"I know where Yingchou Cliff is!" Lu Yueying was the first to stand up and say.

Fang Ling looked at the light in Lu Yueying's eyes and understood what this girl was thinking. However, he also knew that he and this simple girl were like clouds drifting in different directions.

"Alright, let's go now!"

After a brief hesitation, Fang Ling decided to fulfill this girl's wish.

Although Uncle Lu and others were unwilling to let Lu Yueying go alone, they did not dare to contradict Fang Ling.

In the sunlight, two figures quickly moved toward Yingchou Cliff, gradually disappearing from sight.

"Ninth Brother, with Immortal Sir Fang, Yueying will be safe!" The village chief came to Uncle Lu's side and comforted him softly.

Uncle Lu nodded and sighed, "I'm not worried about that."

"Ah, kids, it's normal for them to think a lot. They'll be fine after a while!" The village chief patted Uncle Lu hard, comforting him.

Uncle Lu nodded, repeating the words to comfort himself.

Although the bandits were killed by Fang Ling, Lu Family Village still had many things to do. When all the tasks were completed, the sun had already begun to set.

In the fiery sunset, a figure walked back to Lu Family Village from the other side of the mountain!

"Yueying is back, Yueying is back!"

The people watching from the edge of the village shouted loudly.

With this shout, the still anxious villagers quickly rushed out of their courtyards.

"Yueying, what happened? Did the Immortal Master fail?" Seeing the dispirited Lu Yueying, the village chief was the first to ask impatiently.

Lu Yueying raised her head, her voice low, "It succeeded. There will be no more Yingchou Cliff on Luming Mountain!"

"Really? That's great, I knew the Immortal Master would succeed!"

"The bandits from Yingchou Cliff are gone, and our lives will be better!"

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"Village Chief, I think we should build a temple for the Immortal Master to thank him for his kindness to our Lu Family Village!"

"Agreed, let's build it now!"

Lu Yueying looked at the excited villagers and felt like crying. She touched the book called "Broken Jade Finger" in her pocket, her face showing more determination!

Three days later, a small temple was built outside Lu Family Village. Inside the temple, a young man with a slightly blurred face was enshrined. The faint incense smoke made the already blurred face even more mysterious!

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