The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

The situation changed suddenly.

It was dark at this time, and a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the area for several miles.

The bandit leader was fighting two bandits at once and was not at a disadvantage at all. He felt extremely happy and the thunder and lightning also came to cheer him up.

The hero Zhou and his fiancée were struggling to hold on, and they had already thought about giving up. Who would have thought that an ordinary bandit could have such skills.

However, the opponent's swordsmanship was so strange and inexplicably agile that it was impossible to extricate himself from the attack.

Just when the battle between the two sides was difficult to resolve.

The bandit leader's murderous power increased greatly, and he was about to chop off the head of the woman from the Erling Sect with one knife, and then take the life of the hero named Zhou.

He froze suddenly.

From the corner of his eye, he saw a swordsman in white clothes slowly crawling out of a pit not far away, brushing off the dirt on his body, and then leaving while drinking.

When he came to his senses, he found that his whole body was stiff and he could not move at all.

He caught a glimpse of the swordsman who emerged from the soil, and glanced at him casually out of the corner of his eye.

It was from that moment that he completely lost control of his body.

The woman from the Erling Sect thus escaped danger, but she took several steps back, feeling terrified by the danger surrounding her.

"Has he gone astray?" The two looked at each other.

The bandit leader, who had been so mighty and domineering just now, was still standing stiffly in the same place, holding his sword in both hands as if ready to chop.

Having experienced the opponent's strength, the woman from the Eming School did not dare to be careless at all. Seeing this situation, she frowned, pulled out three silver needles from under her sleeves, shot them into the air, and pierced the three most painful acupoints on the human body.

Silver needle enters the body.

The bandit leader screamed in pain, but his body was still unable to move at all.

He panicked and began to beg for mercy, but the target was not the two people opposite him, but ghosts and gods.

He cried and yelled, tears and snot streaming down his face, claiming that he was a good-for-nothing and had done many evil things, but he would definitely change in the future and make amends for all the mistakes he made in the first half of his life.

He also said that he had read some Buddhism, which said that if one puts down the butcher knife, one can instantly become a Buddha. He really knew that he was wrong.

The desire to survive is full.

And in the distance.

The man who had just woken up was sitting on a tree, watching the scene from afar.

I just feel it's amazing.

As soon as he woke up, he found that the place where he had been sleeping had turned into a bandit stronghold.

Moreover, there is a lot of resentment here.

This proves that this bandit leader has committed many evil deeds and has killed many people over the years.

Li Changxiao also had some indescribable feelings.

When he sees someone in distress, he never minds lending a helping hand, but breaking through the barrier is different from normal sleeping. His perception of the outside world will be greatly reduced. He can only sense it unless someone touches his body or has a strong murderous intention towards him.

Li Changxiao was unaware of the tragedies happening above his head over the years.

What surprised Li Changxiao was that the bandit leader's words actually came from the heart.

I just froze his body, but it frightened him so much that he truly repented.

This cannot be done falsely.

"People really have many faces, they are very complicated."

Li Changxiao took a sip of the turbid wine, which had been brewing in the wine gourd for eight years.

As soon as you open it, the aroma hits your nose.

The bandit leader was still begging for mercy.

Tears, snot, shit, urine...

He had never been so frightened before, and his intuition told him that he had definitely encountered an existence beyond common sense.

Hero Zhou looked hesitant, and took out a few silver needles and shot them from a distance.

The bandit leader screamed in pain and trembled all over, but he still could not regain his freedom.

"Brother Zhou, it would be too easy for him to be killed with one blow. Why don't we cut off his arms first, then lock his neck with a black iron collar, and take him for a tour of the nearby towns."

The woman from the Eming faction suggested.

"Good!" The hero named Zhou nodded.

The bandit leader was still begging for mercy. He was unwilling to accept his fate. He shouted that he had no choice but to take this path and that he was a good man before joining the army.

However, Li Changxiao had already turned around and started walking down the mountain.

Whether he is sincere in correcting his mistakes or not is none of his business.

A shrill scream was heard behind me.

The bandit leader has been rampant for several years, and his end is certain.

This night.

The bandit group that had harassed Zhaoyu Town for several years was declared destroyed.

Three days later, the once notorious bandit leader had his arms chopped off and was wandering the streets with a black iron collar around his neck.

The end was extremely miserable.

If he had died on the battlefield, defending his country, he could have been known as a hero.

……

Thanks to the help of the yellow fruit, this breakthrough only took eight years.

The spiritual energy contained in this yellow dream fruit is even richer than that of the previous red dream fruit.

Not only did it produce spiritual energy.

It also invisibly enhanced Li Changxiao's understanding.

The harvest was quite fruitful.

……

September 8th.

The Hemu Temple was bustling with people.

Although it is wartime and people's lives are hard, the harder the lives are, the more diligent they are in burning incense and worshiping Buddha.

It only costs a little money to burn a stick of incense, and it can also give you peace of mind and help you sleep well at night. Why not do it?

Let’s talk about the Hemu Temple.

That is recognized as spiritual.

There are many legends about the river mother, which are circulated in various places.

There are more than a hundred incidents of paranormal activity.

The incense was strong and the crowds of people were flowing. It was not until night that the temple gradually became quiet and deserted.

late at night.

The moon is high.

Two women were walking towards us from a distance, their figures gradually approaching, they stepped over the threshold and entered the temple.

The woman, who looked a little older, with a steady and somewhat cold temperament, waved her whisk, and the incense lingering in the air condensed into strands of golden silk threads, which flowed into the center of the two people's eyebrows.

"Master, we have reached a bottleneck." Si Nian sighed.

Muqin had a cold expression on her face. She closed her eyes and felt it, then nodded slightly.

Muqin has been dealing with incense for decades. This thing is not something that can be made by a carpenter or a craftsman. As long as you have the right attitude and devote the corresponding time and effort, you will definitely be rewarded.

Incense is more invisible than water.

Erect a golden statue, make up a story picture book, obtain recognition from the local court, build a temple, establish the god... step by step, he only has the qualifications to study incense.