Chapter 28 It’s just a first-rate country boy, and it can’t cause any trouble

. “It hasn’t been found yet.” The young monk shook his head and said, “The Li family has probably lost the secret book.”

“Yes.” The county magistrate nodded and said, “More than a hundred years ago, Feixia Sword Master dominated the martial arts world of Lu County, but his descendants have become useless. It’s really a pity.

“I deliberately set up a trap and sent someone to pretend to be a bride to investigate the truth. It’s a waste of effort. When Master Wang arrives, the Li family will be destroyed.”

“County Lord, I heard that Feixia Sword Master had received guidance from a master of Xianxia Sect. Is it true?” the young monk asked.

“Rumors in the martial arts world, true or false, who can tell? "The county magistrate smiled and said, "Your Lotus Temple has been passed down for thousands of years, so you should know a lot of things. Why ask me?"

"Master never lets me ask about the Xianxia Sect." A gloomy look flashed in the young monk's eyes, "By the way, there is a first-class master from outside the area who inexplicably wants to help the Li family. I have put him in death row. Does the county magistrate have any instructions?"

"Where in the world is there any inexplicable help? This person must have a plan, or he may come to repay a favor." The county magistrate sneered, "Maybe he has clues to the "Feixia Sword Head Secret Book" in his hands, torture him severely!"

"Yes! "The young monk nodded.

Wow!

At this moment, the fishing hook in the county magistrate's hand moved. His face lit up with joy, and he quickly reeled in the rod. He saw a big fish biting the hook lively and vigorously.

"Hahaha, silly fish." The county magistrate laughed and threw the fish into the bucket at hand. Then he asked, "There is one more thing. The royal army is coming and needs to replenish food and grass here. I asked you to check who is the richest person in the county. Do you have any clues?" "I

have found out. It's a man named Zhao Guang." The young monk said, "This man was originally from Yanshan County. He was unwilling to join the royal army and ended up here. He does business on the surface, but makes a living by robbing tombs secretly, and has accumulated a huge amount of wealth. "

"Okay! I have only been in office for three months, and I didn't know there was such a wealthy man in the city." The county magistrate

laughed and said, "He is originally from Yanshan County, but he did not join the royal army. It is really hateful. There will be robbers in the city tonight. I believe that Zhao Guang's family will become the primary target. What a pity!" "I understand." The young monk nodded.

"Tsk tsk." The county magistrate put down the fishing rod, stood up, looked at the young monk, and smiled, "Young Master Huishi, you are a monk, how can you agree so readily to such evil things as murder, robbery and torture?"

"Amitabha. "Monk Hui Shi put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and said calmly: "Our Buddha is merciful, and cannot bear to see the suffering of the world, so the royal teacher raised the banner of justice to help the world. These are the necessary things for righteous deeds, and everything I do is to carry out the will of our Buddha."

"Hahaha! Good, good! Good!" The county magistrate laughed very happily and patted Monk Hui Shi on the shoulder. "Then find the "Feixia Sword Head Secret Book" first. This is a treasure book containing the inner secrets. It is a must-have for the Buddha's mercy to shine on the world!"

"I will go to the death row to interrogate the man next." Monk Hui Shi smiled, "Don't worry, County Master."

"Go. "The county magistrate waved his hand and said with a smile, "Do you want me to assign you some helpers? After all, he is a first-class master."

"No need." Monk Huishi shook his head and said, "He is just a first-class country warrior. He can't cause any trouble."

"Then I will wait for good news. "The county magistrate nodded and smiled, then sat down again, hung up the bait, and cast the fishing rod.

...

The ancient death row was a place that would make people feel despair just living in it.

It was dark and damp, without any light, and even the floor of the cell was curved, making it impossible for the prisoners to lie down or stand steadily, and they were in agony .

In addition, the sanitary conditions were extremely poor, or there were no sanitary conditions at all, and the fishy smell was everywhere.

After Cui Heng came here, the expressions on the faces of the people he saw were only numb.

It was lifeless, like hell.

But such a place actually brought him a big surprise.

Currency can be converted here!

"Convert!"

Cui Heng gave an order to the system.

[Currency +12]

It's not much, but it's not too little either. He only converted less than 5 points in Xiangxi Town in one day.

In addition, Cui Heng also felt that his golden elixir spirituality had a tendency to be affected again, but it was different from the fear and joy he had felt before.

This time it was extreme despair and sadness, to the point of numbness.

The seven emotions of human beings are joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire.

According to his guess, if you want to be simply spiritual or even survive and turn into a primordial baby, you probably need the extreme seven emotions to stimulate the golden elixir, so that it is born.

The previous fear and joy were just a little bit of spirituality brought out by external emotions, which was far from enough.

But in this death row, the despair and sadness were almost concentrated to the essence, and Cui Heng clearly felt that his golden elixir spirituality had grown significantly. If

compared to numerical values, the previous fear might have been only 0.001, and the joy might have been 0.005, and now the sadness in this death row has reached at least 0.1.

However, this can only be regarded as a small-scale cultivation after all, and it cannot stimulate the real birth of spirituality.

"Great joy, great anger, great sorrow, great fear, great love, great evil, great desire, this should be the key node for the golden elixir to breed spirituality, but such extreme seven emotions are probably hard to find in the world. "

Cui Heng thought to himself, and he had a better understanding of his future path of cultivation.

"Young man, why were you arrested?" At this moment, an old man from the cell next to Cui Heng suddenly came over.

The old man looked to be in his sixties or seventies, with ragged clothes, unkempt hair, and dirt all over his body. His hands and feet were locked with iron chains as thick as a finger. He was obviously a serious criminal.

"Turn yourself in for murder." Cui Heng smiled and looked at the old man, "What about you, father-in-law?" "

I killed everyone in the family. I hacked to death all thirty-one people in my master's family. "The old man grinned, as if he was talking about something extremely ordinary. Suddenly, he changed the subject and said, "I have a martial art here that can guarantee you to become the best in the martial arts world. Do you want to learn it?"

"What is the best in the martial arts world?" Cui Heng asked with a smile.

"Above the innate, achieving inner realm, endless life, the best in the martial arts world!" The old man stared straight at Cui Heng, "Now the world is in chaos, and heroes are vying

for supremacy! "If you can become the best in the martial arts world, you can raise your arms and call for action. Maybe you can carve out a territory, split the land and become a king, or found a sect and be respected as the ancestor!"

Bang!

Suddenly, the sound of the prison door chain colliding was heard, and a jailer walked in.

The jailer looked at the old man with disdain and sneered: "Old Zhang, are you promoting your bullshit Xianxia secret book again? If you really wanted to be the best in the martial arts world, why are you locked up here? It's all bullshit!"

"Humph, you don't understand at all. I stole this from the Xianxia sect at the risk of my life fifty years ago!" The old man looked at me with an expression that said you don't know what's the matter.

"You are stubborn enough to have been selling in death row for twenty years!" The jailer said sarcastically, then opened Cui Heng's cell door and shouted, "Boy, get out, our boss wants to see you!"

But Cui Heng seemed not to hear him, staring at the old man, and said in a deep voice: "You just mentioned Xianxia Sect, which Xian, which Xia?"

"You are so weird, young man." The old man laughed and said, "Do you need to ask? Of course it's the Xian of the gods, the Xia of the colorful clouds, the Xianxia Sect, which is still respected as the number one supreme sect in the martial arts world even though it has been closed for a hundred years!"

"Boy, are you deaf!" The jailer saw that he was ignored and felt humiliated. He rushed over and raised his hand to slap Cui Heng.

Cui Heng turned his head and glanced at the jailer indifferently.

The jailer flew backwards with a buzz, hit the cell wall hard, and was buried in the cell. He fainted on the spot, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

Other jailers noticed the movement here, came over to see, and immediately shouted: "Someone wants to escape from prison, come quickly, come quickly!"

The whole death row became noisy.

Cui Heng turned a deaf ear to all this, turned his head and looked at the old man again, and said: "Tell me about the Xianxia Sect."

"..." The old man was stunned, looked outside, then looked at Cui Heng, swallowed his saliva, and forced a grin, but it was uglier than crying, "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)