A cold glint flashed by.
The village chief touched his neck in confusion; for a moment, he felt as if something had bitten him.
It didn't hurt much, just felt slightly cool.
but!
The village chief stared in horror at the blood in his hand.
Thud!
The next second, his head fell off his neck.
At the same time, the heads of the five men holding guns behind the village chief also fell.
An eerie silence fell over the scene.
"The village...the village chief is dead..."
After a while, someone finally came to their senses and screamed in terror.
With the village chief dead, the others, seeing Xu An standing at the bridgehead with his sword drawn, immediately began to retreat in terror.
Swish! ...
Xu An waved his hand and cut down a formation flag with a single sword stroke. At the same time, he also cut down two stone pillars with strange runes painted on them at the bridgehead, breaking the magic formation here.
On the four bridges, the spiritual energy gradually returned to normal.
"Murder...murder..."
"The night watchman has killed someone!"
A man dropped his gun in terror and ran toward the village.
As soon as he ran, the others screamed and scattered to save their lives.
These people were nothing but a mob.
With the village chief leading the way and the magic array here to keep the night patrols in check, they dare to be a little arrogant.
At this moment, the magic array broke, the village chief died, and they were terrified.
"I'm going to Sidaoqiao Village to meet the guy behind this."
Xu An said in a deep voice.
Those villagers were just ordinary people blinded by greed; the truly despicable one was the person behind it all who was manipulating everything.
"No need to go, he...is already here."
Master Li said calmly.
Clang! ... Clang! ...
A series of clear, crisp copper bell sounds rang out.
To everyone's surprise, the villagers who had left actually returned.
However, at this moment, the villagers all had blank stares and were moving mechanically.
Like puppets on strings.
Among the crowd, an old man with white hair gently shook a copper bell in his hand, revealing a strange smile.
"My lords, why must things be taken to such an extreme?"
“Each of you is born different and has a talent.”
"We ordinary people also want to seize the opportunity to become immortals in this era of spiritual revival."
"this……"
"Is that right?"
"Just because you have talent doesn't mean you get all the benefits."
"And we ordinary people have nothing."
An aged voice rang out.
Xu An recognized the old man; he was the same old man who had gotten the village chief to let him pass in Sidaoqiao Village.
It's obvious that this old man has some tricks up his sleeve and has controlled these villagers.
Judging from the old man's attire, he doesn't seem to be a Taoist priest.
They should be the same kind of feng shui masters or folk masters from the original generation.
Customs vary from place to place, and each region has its own unique people.
For example, there are spirit mediums in Northeast China, Tibetan lamas, and geomancers in rural Northwest China.
These do not have the same broad audience as Taoism and Buddhism.
But they also have their own traditions, and they know some strange and unusual things.
Especially with the resurgence of spiritual energy, these people are even more unwilling to remain idle.
"Cultivation of Immortality?"
"Heh, old man, you've got it wrong."
"This spiritual energy revival marks an era of talent."
"You cannot cultivate the immortality you speak of, nor does the immortality you speak of exist."
Blackfish lit a cigarette and glanced at the other person with a cold smile.
Although both the government and other forces...
They're all secretly trying to figure out how to enable ordinary people to use spiritual energy, but...
The results were not very good.
After all, this season belongs to talent.
This attempt to forcibly grant ordinary people certain abilities is going against the will of Heaven.
"Heh...hehehe..."
"Can't be cultivated? There are no immortals?"
"If there are truly no immortals, then what are those among you who possess the talent to summon gods, and what are they asking you to descend upon?"
"If it really can't be fixed, then take a look at what I have in my hand..."
"And what is it?"
Among the villagers, the old man slowly unfolded his right hand with a cold smile.
With a soft shout, a ball of lightning appeared in his hand.
Everyone was somewhat bewildered by what they saw.
"Has this old man really solved the age-old problem of why ordinary people can't cultivate?"
Xu An was startled.
If that's the case, then this old man can be protected.
The ball of electricity in his hand, though not particularly powerful, was...
Really real!
But the next second, when Xu An saw the old man secretly take out a magic potion and inject himself, he was speechless.
The purpose of developing the magic potion was to change the physical constitution of ordinary people, allowing them to use spiritual energy.
However, after it was developed, it was found that it had too many side effects on ordinary people and could not be used normally.
Therefore, it is mainly spiritual practitioners who use it on a large scale.
The old man in front of me is using a diluted version of spiritual energy that can temporarily grant someone spiritual power.
"You think you can cast a little spell with a magic potion? What are you pretending to me for?"
"Old Yao..."
"Go and kill him!"
Blackfish said calmly.
However, before Lao Yao could make a move...
The villagers opposite, who had been staring blankly, raised their weapons again.
They would open fire without warning.
Especially since these guns are enhanced by spiritual energy, their power should not be underestimated.
"Hahaha, kill them! Come on, kill them all!"
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