I go crazy, you offer sacrifice to the heavens, the anti-involution in the cultivation world

"Your mother left the village without permission and abandoned her people. She should never have come back!"

Chi Lin said this with great righteousness.

Shen Ji showed sarcasm:

"Why did you take the spiritual stone magic weapon my mother brought back?"

Chi Lin: “…”

In the other party's silence, Shen Ji's slender hand gradually approached the girl's fragile neck.

With just a slight twist, you can make the other person experience the same collapse as you.

Aya was so scared that she cried loudly, and Chi Lin felt distressed and regretful:

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Shen Ji changed his hand from pinching the girl's neck to pinching her face.

Aya wanted to cry but didn't dare to, for fear of angering the "brother" behind her.

"Knock three times before my mother's spirit tablet, and then return the storage ring."

The requirements are simple.

It's not too much.

The parents of the child who was held hostage immediately looked at Chi Lin with a look of moral blackmail in their eyes.

Chi Lin frowned in humiliation and made up his mind.

He knelt down and kowtowed three times.

Shen Ji's hand that was pinching his face immediately changed to patting his head:

"Why are you in such a hurry? I want you to go to the ancestral temple and kowtow."

"What? You still want to go to our ancestral temple???"

Now it was the village chief's turn to be shocked.

"Don't want to?"

Shen Ji's hand lingered on Aya's neck again.

The feeling of being half dead has made Aya collapse, tears are falling, it would be better to end it quickly!

Ji Yan slapped the children on their butts with his tail:

"Don't want to? Believe it or not, I will eat them right in front of you!"

The child's parents turned pale: "Village Chief!!!"

The village chief's eyes flashed with a hint of anger, but he still took a step back:

"please."

A few people held the emperor hostage and ordered the princes to actually step into the village.

Nie Baili followed behind a few people, looked around, and found something wrong.

It’s more like a small sect than a village.

It has pavilions, towers, libraries, weapon rooms, and schools.

There are even villagers with swords guarding every intersection.

Ordinary demon slaves cannot achieve this level.

After thousands of years of evolution, this group of demon slaves are no longer the pitiful creatures they once were.

When we arrived at the ancestral hall, it was filled with tablets.

The villagers were guarding the area all around, and some were already secretly taking up weapons and preparing for a siege.

Shen Ji just pretended not to see it.

Walking up to the pile of tablets——

pat!

He moved the tablets of several respected figures in the front row to the side and took out his mother's tablet from the storage bag.

Put it directly in the C position!

"Okay, you can knock now."

village head:"!!!!!!"

Chi Lin: “!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

"Bold! Unbridled!"

Shen Ji pretended not to hear:

"You have been too bold and too presumptuous. Now you can kneel down."

Chi Lin almost vomited blood in anger!

His nephew simply doesn't understand what people say!

After the village chief scolded, he exchanged glances with the guard outside the door, staring at Shen Ji with a gloomy look, and didn't want to waste any more words.

A steady stream of guards began to move towards the ancestral hall.

Seeing that another fight was about to start, Nie Baili simply went out for a walk.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

The books in the library are all newly compiled, including those published just last month.

Even the fasting pills stored in every household are expensive improved versions with a unique taste.

How can a demon slave who is isolated from the world have such financial resources and courage?

Nie Baili didn't believe it.

All we can say is that some demon slaves have worked hard outside to gain huge wealth and status and give back to their own people.

Or maybe the demon slaves have planted spies among the righteous.

Utilize the resources of the sect or family to give back to the same clan.

Either way, it proves that the demon slave has great demands.

The former demon slaves were indeed pitiful.

But after lying dormant for a hundred years, their revenge in secret would surely be very crazy.

Nie Baili immediately ran to the ancestral hall. At this time, Chi Lin had already finished his kowtow.

The village chief also returned the storage rings of several people.

Hua Shengsheng stood behind Shen Ji and patted the eldest senior brother on the shoulder with sympathy.

I thought he was a cold and aloof senior brother who was out of touch with the world, but I didn't expect him to be a handsome, strong and miserable man with a tragic life.

"Brother, if this is to vent my aunt's anger, then it's almost enough. But if it is my aunt's last wish, please do as you wish!"

Shen Ji calmly moved half a step away:

"It was my mother's last wish."

"...Auntie is deeply affectionate."

"Don't understand, but respect."

"..."

Obviously, Shen Ji didn't understand why there was any point in going back to such a useless mother's home.

But since she wanted it, Shen Ji didn't mind fulfilling it.

The village chief helped Chi Lin up. These three kowtows exhausted his dignity for half a lifetime.

"Is it all right? Give my son back to me!"

Shen Ji let go, and Aya immediately ran back into her father's arms.

The other children also went back to their homes.

When the child was out of danger, the village chief stabbed the ground with his walking stick:

"You are so rude, come and catch him!"

Countless villagers suddenly stood up, the weakest of them were at the foundation-building stage, and the strongest were at the Nascent Soul stage, and they all attacked the five people.

Just when a few people were ready to fight to the death, the snow covered the land!

The bone-chilling sword intent erupted from around them, the wind and snow howled, and several people almost fell down and had to hold on to each other.

When I managed to stand still and opened my eyes again, the roof above my head had been blown off.

The eldest senior brother was hanging high in the sky, and the sword intent was surging in all directions along with the ice and snow.

No one was spared, no matter if it was a person or a magical weapon.

The village chief and Chi Lin, who were close by, were blown away.

When the wind and snow stopped, the ground was full of villagers who had been knocked unconscious.

Shen Ji calmly put away his sword.

The ghost behind him couldn't help swallowing his saliva:

"Didn't he destroy his own cultivation? How can he still fight against a hundred people alone?!"

Jiang Yueli said dimly: "I am not stupid, I just lost a little bit of my cultivation, even after losing it, I am still stronger than you!"

Ji Yan spat out the ice in his mouth, his tone full of envy:

"I hope I can pretend like this in the future."

Nie Baili clicked his tongue and shook his head, not even thinking of giving his fellow junior fellow students a chance to train.

Show off!

But this is not the end. Shen Ji asked Hua Shengsheng and Gui Jianchou to hang the village chief in front of the ancestral hall.

The two men quickly hung the man up and slapped him a dozen times to wake him up.

The village chief originally wanted to pretend to be asleep, how scary!

They have always been protected by powerful people, so how could they have ever seen a real master?

So he pretended to wake up and opened his eyes.

But the ghost acted as if he didn't see it and continued to slap!

"I woke up!"

“I’m really awake!!”

Guijianchou didn't listen and kept moving his hands.

He didn't stop until the other person's face became swollen and he shouted "surrender".

"Hey, are you awake? Speak louder, I'm hard of hearing."

Village chief: “…” Fuck you!

Shen Ji stepped forward and placed a sword across the other person's neck: "Who has been helping you behind the scenes all these years?"

Nie Baili was slightly stunned. He actually saw through it?

These eyes are not long in vain!

The village chief played dumb and said, "It's all thanks to the devil's unremitting efforts!"

Chen Ji smiled coldly: "The spirit sword is the latest batch of Huanling Pavilion, the clothes are the new ones from Qizhenfang, and the incense in the ancestral hall is all ebony and agarwood. You say this is the result of unremitting self-improvement?"

The village chief was stubborn:

“We bought that!”