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A middle-aged man with a big belly was kicked to the ground. Three Fluctlight disciples stood next to the flywheel, surrounded by the three lights of the sun, moon and stars, forming a formation.

This is already the sign of a Yaoguang disciple, because it is not too troublesome to redeem a set of magic weapons inside the door. Even a disciple of the Lunhai Secret Realm can redeem it in just a few months when going out to do some tasks.

If there is a source, you can also buy it directly from other disciples. Fluctlight does not prohibit the trading of magic weapons between disciples. Just don't buy and sell in large quantities outside.

What's more, because the Holy Son's efficiency in refining magic weapons is too high, especially low-level magic weapons, there are too many in stock. Many elders have been given a lot of shares, and they will basically give one or two pieces to the disciples who have just joined for self-defense, and they are all

It comes in a complete set and is convenient for disciples of your own lineage to use when going out together.

Such Fluctlight disciples work together in groups, use magic weapons to form formations, and are connected with divine power. They can fight across levels, which is deeply envied by ordinary disciples of other sects.

But there are no bosses in ordinary sects who are willing to spend so much time refining magic weapons for lower-level disciples, and neither the quality nor the efficiency of the finished product can compare with the Holy Son of Yaoguang, so I simply don't practice it anymore and just mess it up. What do the lower-level disciples have?

Worthy of concern.

Although the three Yaoguang disciples are only in the secret realm of Lun Hai, to mortals they are all immortals, beings who can control their life and death.

"I asked you to collect pure will power, what did you get for me?"

The sun rising and falling around the leader of the Yaoguang disciples was like a blazing sun, making it difficult for people to look straight at it.

He kicked him again. The middle-aged man wanted to hide, but he couldn't avoid the monk's fists and kicks. He was kicked out and smashed a door. He fell to the square outside and lay on the ground, groaning.

I didn't stand up for quite a while.

A large number of people were kneeling in the square, kowtowing on the ground, calling on the immortal to calm down, and no one dared to stop him.

Luo Mo had just returned from Zhongzhou and planned to pay a private visit incognito to see how the collection work of Yuan Li was going. Unexpectedly, he randomly picked a village and saw such a scene.

"There is resentment mixed in the power of wish. I am in charge of the eighteen towns along the Lan River. Nothing happened elsewhere. Only the resentment in your town is mixed with the power of wish. Why, you have resentment against me?"

"I don't dare... I don't dare... I don't dare..."

The man didn't have much energy to speak anymore. The two kicks that had just kicked his chest collapsed. Now his vision was black and he felt like he would faint at any time.

Seeing that the town's top tyrant, Zhao Sanyang, had been beaten half to death, a thin young man in the crowd couldn't help but stand up, his eyes blazing with fire.

"Please ask the gods to provide justice!"

He knelt down again with a puff, looked at the three Yaoguang disciples and said loudly: "Please ask the Supreme Immortal to make the decision. This Sanlang occupied my fertile land in the name of building a temple. It's pity that my old father argued with him, but he taught me

Beat him to death!"

He kowtowed with bang bang bang, blood flowing freely, "I beg the immortal to make the decision for me!"

The three Yaoguang disciples looked at each other. One of them, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy with a star wheel floating beside him, wearing an ice silk robe and a jade pendant hanging from his waist, was a little unbearable: "Senior brother..."

The leading disciple stretched out his hand to stop him and said slowly: "No wonder the resentment has polluted the power of wish. I don't want to see such a thing happen again in the future."

Zhao Sanlang was overjoyed, and regardless of the pain, he immediately shouted: "Thank you, Shangxian, I will do my best in the future and never let something like this happen again!"

The leading Yaoguang disciple did not look at him, but glanced at the other kneeling mortals in the field, "What a waste, you can't even solve such a little trouble. Since you can't solve the trouble, you made me come here to deal with it.

Then I can only solve it with you."

He casually pointed to the kneeling person and said, "From now on, you will be responsible for the affairs of this town."

Immediately, the sun shook, and two arcs of light and flame blades were condensed with divine power. One was aimed at the middle-aged man Zhao Sanlang, and the other was pointed at the complaining young man.

Surprised and surprised, the person who was pointed out did not expect that he would directly inherit Zhao Sanlang's position, so he quickly kowtowed and thanked the immortal.

Zhao Sanlang was also shocked, panicked, and then deeply frightened. The light of the flaming blade illuminated his pig liver-like face.

The young man behaved differently from Zhao Sanlang. He straightened his back, stretched his neck, turned his head to look at Zhao Sanlang, and felt very happy when he saw his panic and fear.

Because he knew that he had sinned against the Immortal, which was a capital crime, but as long as he could drag Zhao Sanlang into the water and die together, he would have achieved his goal and he would not be afraid of death.

The two flame blades were condensed within a breath, and with the power of the magic weapon, after the hit, only ashes would remain on these two mortals.

"Senior brother, show mercy, why bother to kill rashly!"

The young disciple who spoke before said anxiously.

But the leading disciple waved his hand and cast out a screen of light, blocking their conversation from these mortals, and then said: "Junior brother, you are kind-hearted, but they did something wrong and caused us to lose our will. We can't do it."

No punishment."

"Kill the chickens to scare the monkeys." Another disciple who had been silent until now also spoke up. He held the moon wheel and had a cold expression, but he supported Senior Brother Rilun. "Both of them deserve to die!"

"But... at most we should punish the culprit? Isn't it that Zhao Sanlang who robbed land and killed someone? The most we can do is punish him alone." Junior Brother Xinglun still disagreed with the two senior brothers, "That person is also pitiful. He was robbed.

He lost his land and lost his family, why should we kill him?"

He thought for a while and then said: "The loss this time will be borne by me. Please let the two senior brothers let him go."

The senior brother holding the sun wheel smiled and said, "Junior brother, you are still too naive. This will last for three months. We only managed to take over this large town with a population of 18 along the Lan River through your father's relationship."

, although the lack of willingness this time is nothing, can they afford to compensate? And if they are not punished, wouldn't it mean that everyone will follow suit in the future? If they have grievances, they will come to us to complain."

We are monks, not magistrates.

"Then do we still need to collect vows and practice? If we constantly use this method, even if your father is an elder of the Foreign Affairs Council, the Foreign Affairs Council will probably not accept wishes mixed with resentment. Junior Brother

You don't have to spend money on a mortal, he himself knows that he is going to die."

The Xinglun boy looked at the young man, and Brother Rilun also removed the soundproof light curtain.

"You." Senior Brother Rilun looked at the young man, "Tell me what crime you deserve."

The two senior brothers had a better attitude. Because the younger junior brother had a background, he could bear to explain.

"I know that I missed the plan of the Immortal. I don't dare to ask for life. I only beg the Immortal to take the life of Zhao Sanlang and avenge me!"

The young man was a little scared. He was afraid that the three immortals would be soft-hearted and let Zhao Sanlang go.

"..." The Xinglun boy felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. This man was actually afraid that the three of him would not take action.

"Junior brother, why should monks like us care about the life and death of mortals? Why don't we let you do it?"

The star wheel rotated, and the starlight was like water, condensed into the shape of a sword, but it was vibrating with the master's state of mind. In the end, he failed to make a move, and turned into little starlight and dissipated.

"...I can't do it." The star-wheel boy tilted his head.

"Oh~ I'll do it."

The senior brother shook his head, and the sun disk condensed the flame blade, "Junior brother, you have the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix. Sooner or later, you will soar above the nine heavens and become famous in the five realms. But they are just grass and trees on the roadside. You don't need to care about life and death."

The flame blade flew out, but as soon as it was released, it was silently fixed in the air. Dressed in white, Linchen, surrounded by thousands of gods, covered the sun and moon with light, becoming the only light in this world.

The three Yaoguang disciples have seen such a dazzling scene from a distance, but because they are not the most successful among the Yaoguang disciples, they have never seen it up close. Today is the first time they have seen it at such a close distance.

Real person.

The three Yaoguang disciples immediately saluted respectfully: "I have met Senior Brother Shengzi."

Luo Mo was dressed in white and surrounded by thousands of gods. Mortals could not see his face clearly. They could only feel that the gods were coming and their radiance was everywhere. They could not look directly at him.

The flaming blade dissipated silently and disappeared between heaven and earth, its light flying like feathers without touching the fireworks of the world.

What kind of method is this?

They didn't feel any fluctuations in divine power, and the attacks they fired just evaporated and dissipated between heaven and earth, as if they had seen a ghost.

The conduct of the Holy Son is indeed powerful!

Luo Mo looked at this mess. The young man wanted revenge, while his two Yaoguang disciples wanted to deal with it in the simplest and most beneficial way. The other one was still young and lacked experience and had no idea.

It's easy to be led astray.

Just being kind-hearted is not enough.

"Already aware of the vastness of the universe, I still pity the green grass and trees." Luo Mo did not use his magical powers and just spoke normally.

The Sun Lun disciples were the quickest to respond and immediately said: "I understand, I understand, having the Holy Son speak is their blessing after practicing in three lifetimes."

But Luo Mo shook his head, "A murderer must be punished with a life, and accomplices must also be punished. As for him..."

Luo Mo looked at the young man. He was fearless. He felt at ease when he heard Luo Mo, a big man, say that killing someone will pay for his life. Such a big man's words are enough, and no one below dares to violate them.

"Because one person's fault has polluted the power of vows, let him pray to the Qingdeng Ancient Sutra every day until he makes up for the polluted part."

"The Holy Son is magnanimous. Hey, why don't you thank the Holy Son for not killing me?"

Pray every day with the ancient Qing Deng Sutra?

Is this considered to be being let go gently?

"Thank you, Immortal! Thank you, Immortal..." The young man could not look directly at that glorious figure, so he could only kowtow in that direction, but he could not continue kowtowing, as he was blocked by an inexplicable force.

"I don't like people kneeling."

In the courtyard, the crowd immediately stood up in fear. Any word from the immortal could determine their life or death. They did not dare not listen. The ignorant children were also quickly pulled up by the adults.

When Luo Mo saw such a scene, his mood did not fluctuate much. Maybe it was because he had cultivated and cultivated some things.

Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs.

What will happen to me in the future?

Your heart is like heaven and earth, and you regard all living beings like grass and dogs?
To be continued...