Shi Zhongkui ignored the golden-haired rat and followed the Taoist priest all the way to the mountains thirty miles away.

I thought that the yellow-skinned boy would hide back in his old home and look for help from his younger brother.

But she didn't expect that she would cross Qilipo Village directly and continue running north.

"Oh no," the mountain god, who deliberately slowed down his pace, exclaimed, "this evil beast must have gone to find the yellow wind warrior."

Anyone named Huang Feng is either a weasel or a tiger spirit.

And if it’s called a strong man, it must be a tiger.

Shi Zhongkui didn't delay any longer this time. He used his legs and jumped onto a big tree that had lost all its leaves.

Drawing circles in the air with your right hand and shouting are of no use at all.

It just seems more powerful, "The heaven and the earth are infinite, the universe borrows the law, the five thunders rectify the law, edict."

The words spread throughout the valley, and a circle of at least 20 thunder symbols appeared out of thin air.

Braving the lightning, they flew into the sky, arranged in an obvious formation, and violently burst out with bursts of lightning.

It shocked all the Taoist priests to stop.

Huang Pizi, who felt a huge threat, knew that no matter how fast he was, he could not escape the thunder.

Terrified, he knelt on the ground and screamed, "God, please spare my life."

There are not many people in the world who can control thunder.

Moreover, thunder is the spell that evil spirits and ghosts fear the most.

Shi Zhongkui said it was the Five Thunder Dharma, but that was all nonsense.

However, the spell composed of twenty thunder talismans is indeed powerful enough.

And he didn't care about Huang Pizi's begging for mercy. With a finger, thunder fell from the sky and struck Huang Pizi on the head.

There was a "boom" sound.

The lightning flashed, and where Huang Pizi was, not only Huang Pizi's figure disappeared, but the thunder also blasted out a two-meter circular crater in the sand, gravel, and rock.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

Among the group of Taoist priests, an old Taoist priest with white hair bowed to the round pit and began to recite sutras to save the yellow man.

It's a pity that the thunder came, and even his soul was destroyed.

Shi Zhongkui nodded to Ye Youshen, turned around and left.

When the Taoist priests finished reciting the scriptures and tried to find him again, not to mention Shi Zhongkui and the Yin Division soldiers, even the mountain god was nowhere to be found.

"Alas", the old Heavenly Master sighed, "It's such a pity that we can't meet each other despite our high level of cultivation."

When other Taoist priests heard this, they also sighed.

Some people even frowned and muttered that their good deeds were not enough, so they were able to see true cultivation, but could not ask for advice.

Shi Zhongkui didn't have to conceal his identity, but meeting him at this time would definitely affect his future scientific examinations.

And as long as these Taoist priests want to learn the thunder method, it doesn't matter whether they do it sooner or later.

Maybe as time goes by, when we meet again, we can negotiate terms with this group of people, and it will be easier for me to get more.

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Although Shi Zhongkui left, he still remembered that Huangpizi was a litter.

Moreover, after the lightning strike just now, the merit column directly increased by 10 points.

In other words, killing a spirit with evil deeds in the foundation-building period will result in at least 10 points of merit.

Pointing to the yellow leather in Wang Hu's hand, he said to Yeyou Shen, "Is there any sin in this monster?"

Ye Youshen was stunned for a moment, and then said without even looking, "It's not an exaggeration to say that the crime is extremely heinous."

Anyway, whether Huangpizi killed one person or killed 10 at this time, it looked the same to the Night Travel God.

Shi Zhongkui obviously didn't want to let it go, so of course he told him what he wanted to hear.

"That's good."

After Shi Zhongkui finished speaking, Wang Hu threw the yellow leather in his hand to the ground.

Then another lightning flashed, and the merit increased by 10 points again, reaching 1157.

The yellow-skinned couple were finally reunited.

Moreover, their souls are all gone and there is no chance of reincarnation.

"Let's go, we have to do everything we can to eliminate evil." Shi Zhongkui took the lead and ran to Huang Pizi's lair.

The others said nothing and followed the mountain god who led the way.

Unfortunately, after arriving, as expected, they all ran away.

But it is not difficult for Shi Zhongkui.

After shouting 4 times in a row, 4 figures appeared, and what greeted them was a thunderous meal.

After adding another 8 points of merit, I thought I had killed them all.

But he didn’t expect the mountain god to report tangledly, “Shangxian Rong, the little god only knows the heels and names of these six Huangpizi who have the highest cultivation level.

I don’t know about the other six or seven who were born in the past 20 years or so."

Shi Zhongkui couldn't help but frown.

No need to guess, those yellow men who escaped the disaster must have hid in Qilipo Village.

However, even though he guessed it was old, he still stepped on the ground a few times with his feet.

A tall man with a long gray beard jumped out of the ground.

"I've seen the Immortal."

After saluting Shi Zhongkui, Di Tui saluted Wang Hu and others again, and then said with a smile, "Master, don't be anxious, the little god will lead the way."

But when we arrived outside the village, we saw dozens of villagers holding torches and holding axes, sticks, bows and arrows patrolling back and forth in the village.

Seeing this, Shi Zhong sighed and said, "It seems that although these yellow men are harmful to others, they must always be kind to this village."

"It's as expected from the Immortal."

The mountain god said helplessly, "Life in the mountains is difficult. Half of the village's food rations depend on furs obtained from hunting, which are exchanged out of the mountains.

So although someone is bound to be killed once every ten years, compared to surviving, ten years seems to be a long time."

Shi Zhongkui did not comment on this.

Looking at the clothes and complexions of these villagers, you can tell that even if Huang Pizi is kind to them, it is very limited.

But think about it again, if I save you once and then return it to you ten years later, most people will probably agree.

As for going back on his word, not to mention that the man couldn't escape Huang Pizi's evil hands, and the other villagers wouldn't agree either.

Even close relatives would not agree.

Moreover, if this bunch of yellow men did not use magic, the lives of the villagers would be in danger.

Instead, he watched the mountain people go hunting in the mountains, and then showed up to save others when they encountered danger.

Whether this is meritorious or guilty is really hard to define.

After all, you and I agree, and now I can go in and get rid of those yellow men.

Not only will the villagers not be grateful, but they will hate themselves to death.

I was thinking that basically all the villagers in this village knew about Huang Pizi's existence.

Release a few thunder spells by yourself to scare those yellow men and leave.

However, Wang Hu and the other three laughed.

The horse galloped, and He Yin stood up and said, "Don't worry, sir, just look at our magic weapons."

Ma Ben stretched out his hand and a bronze mirror appeared in his hand, looking at the village.

Qidao was so frightened that he trembled all over. He huddled in a ball and huddled under the table that was obviously an ancestral hall. Huangpizi appeared in the mirror.

Then He Yin reached out and made a move, and an ordinary riding whip appeared in his hand.

After a few blows out of thin air, sharp cries of pain suddenly sounded in the village.

Then He Yin whipped them more than ten times in a row. Through the mirror, Shi Zhongkui and others saw that the seven yellow skins had been torn apart, and they could no longer bear it and rushed out of the ancestral hall.

Wang Hu laughed a few times and said, "You monster, I'm going to catch you before I can restrain myself."

With a flick of his hand, the rope-like magic weapon flew out instantly.

He tied up seven yellow skins and flew back.
Chapter completed!