If I let you become a druid, would you join the Demon Sect?

Chapter 24: The roots of the bitch's memorial archway, slaughtered

"Soul Capture!"

Gu Yan muttered to himself.

Another milky white soul was absorbed into his brow.

But on the third time, Gu Yan failed.

He entered the village and killed a sleeping thief.

The spirit came out.

But I can't take the picture.

Gu Yan sighed.

I haven't done it for so long that I almost forgot.

Before he went to Qingyun Temple, he secretly experimented on the bandits.

The criteria for judging this broken tree root is actually not based on camp, but rather on hostility and natural disgust before it can capture the soul.

There are only these two standards.

The latter is a cause-and-effect judgment and will not cause bugs.

When Gu Yan sees this kind of person, he will feel a sense of connection.

However, he has only met Taoist Nian Yun so far.

former.
In fact, it is a setting of a whore building a memorial arch for herself, and it is not judged by cause and effect.

As long as the enemy is hostile first.

As for whether this hostility was deliberately provoked by Gu Yan, it doesn’t matter.

Therefore, as long as he controls his hostility and deliberately provokes others, he can still meet the judgment criteria of the tree roots.

Gu Yan was very contemptuous of this: "If you want it, just say it. You say no, but secretly encourage me to do it. I gave you my face and hypocrisy. Damn, you are really a whore, it's unnecessary."

But he is a principled villain.

There are so many evil people in the world.

You can rob other thieves and kill them without any psychological burden.

What high-quality leeks!
He likes these villains the most.

Considering the massage service of broken tree roots is very thoughtful.

Gu Yan stopped calling it hypocritical.

He hummed a little tune and walked into a wooden house.

This time, he thoughtfully woke up the sleeping bandit and threw the horn in his hand to him: "Come, blow it."

Bandit: ???
woohoo~
The desolate sound of the horn breaks the tranquility of the night.

A large number of torches and warning firewood were set on fire, lighting up the entire bandit's lair red.

The bandits on night patrol rushed towards the direction where the horn was blown.

A burly man with disheveled clothes and a full beard, like a fat and elastic mantis, holding a nine-ring broadsword, jumped down from the top of the mountain, passed the patrol team, took the lead, and arrived at the outskirts of the stronghold where the horn sounded.

He said in a loud voice: "Where is the enemy?"

"Third Master, here."

The bandit who was kneeling in front of Gu Yan seemed to have seen a savior and shouted for help.

In the light of the torch, the bearded man saw Gu Yan, who was dressed in a dark blue nightgown. His eyes turned cold and said, "How dare you come to my Blood Oath Army and make trouble? There is a road to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell but you choose to surrender!"

The dirt flew up from under the sturdy man's feet. Under the powerful reaction force, he ran faster and faster like a human tank. Finally, he jumped up, raised the Nine-ring Broadsword high, and slashed at Gu Yan with the momentum of a falling blow: "Die!"

Gu Yan raised his eyelids, and his left hand arrived first, grabbing the heavy nine-ring broadsword that was coming down with hundreds of pounds of force, and pinned the broadsword and the third in command to death in mid-air.

Under the other party's horrified gaze, he chuckled and said, "Even if you want to die, you have to queue up, Third Master."

next moment.

Gu Yan pointed with his right fingertips.

bang~
The bandit who was kneeling on the ground and blowing the horn had his head suddenly exploded, and all the strength was drained from his headless body, and it fell to the ground.

Feeling the warmth splashing on his face, the third in command finally came to his senses.

He was like a frightened duck, his voice distorted: "Inner Gang and outer Jin, mixed Yuan as one, this is Gang Jin, you are a master!"

Whoosh~
Two figures and a large number of bandits finally arrived at the open space outside the village.

As soon as the two landed, they heard the desperate and desolate voice of their third brother.

No hesitation.

The two masters who had just arrived, one on the left and one on the right, did not even look back, but turned around and fled in different directions. They were extremely decisive.

"I've been dragging my feet and killing people just to wait for you all to gather together."

"You just ran away without even saying hello."

"Have you ever considered my feelings?"

Gu Yan roared angrily.

boom!
The third in command was nailed in the air by a powerful force. He had no power to resist and was suddenly blown away by the overwhelming force that rushed into his body.

In the blood rain.

The nine-ring broadsword that originally belonged to the third in command turned into a flash of lightning, instantly crossed a distance of dozens of meters, and split one of the fleeing masters into two halves.

At the moment the big knife flew out, Gu Yan chased after the other person.

He covered nearly ten feet in one step, and after just two jumps, he appeared in front of another master.

Punch out.

Before the fist arrived, the strong wind hit the chest of the master.
There was a series of dense bone-breaking sounds, and the body of this master flew out, spitting blood.

Gu Yan retracted his fist speechlessly.

No.

Brother, you can’t even withstand my punches, how dare you come out and act like the boss?
Gu Yan slowly walked up to the still struggling master and raised his foot.

"Ahem, no, no, I'm from the Wang family in the prefecture, I belong to the eldest son of the Wang family."

The master threatened while spitting blood.

Hearing this, Gu Yan retracted his raised foot: "Wang family. Is that the Wang family that owns a lot of mines and blacksmith workshops?"

"Exactly!"

When he saw Gu Yan retract his foot, he thought he had frightened the other party and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you the leader of the Blood-Sworn Army? Then what is your level of martial arts in the martial arts world?"

Gu Yan glanced at the fleeing little guys and asked curiously.

Without a reference, he didn't even know how strong he was right now, which was really frustrating.

"Ahem...I am indeed the leader of the Blood Oath Army."

The eldest master spat out a few mouthfuls of blood again, and then said bitterly: "I have practiced hard for more than 30 years, and now I am only one step away from the perfection of external cultivation. In the martial arts world, I can barely be considered a first-class master, and I am not even worthy of the eyes of the seniors."

"First-class?"

Gu Yan seemed to be thinking: "The best in the martial arts world is actually so weak?"

He felt no different from a chicken.

Killing a chicken is a piece of cake.

Killing a first-rate person is also a one-shot job.

"Alright, I still have to see your men off, so I won't chat with you any more. If there's a chance, I'll bring the eldest son of the Wang family to see you, and that will fulfill your dream of becoming master and servant."

Gu Yan lost interest in chatting and turned away.

"Take care"

Seeing the killer leave, the boss breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the cold ground, gasping for breath and spitting blood.

Let his men die.

Just live your life.

But what does it mean when the other party says to send the eldest son to see him?
He was seriously injured and lost a lot of blood, which made his brain dull.

next moment.

The boss knows what it means.

He was horrified to find that the soil beneath him seemed to be alive, wrapping his body layer by layer.

Then squeeze hard.

chirp~
Just like squeezing ketchup, a mass of unknown mixed liquid burst out from the cracks in the soil.
The three bosses were slaughtered like chickens and dogs.

Those leaders and thugs had already fled in fear.

But how could they outrun Gu Yan, this abnormal monster?

Regardless of whether they escaped or hid on the island or in the reeds, Gu Yan used his magical natural sense to find them all, killed them one by one, and brought them back to the island, piling them up into a huge pile of corpses.

The reed marshes that spread over seven or eight miles were once their natural protection.

Now it has become an insurmountable desperate situation for these bandits.

There are only about three or four hundred actual full-time bandits.

But this group of people actually have families, and they have reclaimed a large number of paddy fields on the mountain, and the crops seem to be growing well.

Gu Yan showed no mercy when he saw those men, women, young and old picking up knives.

Their food and clothing come from the tragic deaths of another group of people.

Cause and effect are in order, and the strong prey on the weak.

They are not innocent.

More than an hour later.

After searching thoroughly several times, Gu Yan touched his swollen eyebrows, cleaned up the scene tiredly, turned around and left with a bulging package on his back.

More than half an hour passed.

A group of people who had just crawled out of dungeons and water prisons looked at the dead and clean island in horror.

What about people?

Weren’t there all kinds of wailing and screaming outside before?
What about those brutal bandits and pirates?
Apart from some clean iron weapons scattered on the ground, they didn't even see a ghost.

One person excitedly said, "I know. The cage that held us was suddenly destroyed. We must have been rescued by a group of knights who don't want to show their faces. Those brutal bandits must have been captured by that group of knights."

"Don't worry about where people go, let's run."

"Yes, there are more than just the Blood Oath Army here. Let's search the house for some food and water, then run away."

After finally getting a new life, no one wants to stay in this hellish place anymore.

Under the command of several people with experience in water transport, a group of people looted food and water, and then rowed the small boats of the bandits and fled towards Baihujian.
far away.

Seeing that there were no bandits among these unlucky guys, Gu Yan stopped paying attention to them.

He took a last look at the inconspicuous hill that had appeared on the island and started his return journey.

He temporarily stored those corpses on the island, intending to use them to fertilize the soil after he broke through, and to make use of their last bit of energy.

As for breaking the level
Hundreds of fresh spirits, that’s definitely the limit.

I just don't know if I can change from quantitative to qualitative and break through the level directly.
(End of this chapter)