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Chapter 370: Only Haihan

Where is the Jianghu?

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

When the waves are together, everyone in the world knows it.

When the two disciples of Wuji Taoist Sect saw that the Demon Sect had only one escaped after they had escaped, the news could no longer be stopped.

Of course, Li Chunqiu can stop this news, but there is no need. He needs to make Lijiacun the focus of the world.

And all this is exactly what he expected.

Heaven and earth are chess, and sentient beings are their children.

Lijia Village is his starting point, and all the stories will be born here from him under the curtain.

The news was like a drop of ink falling into the water spreading throughout the entire river and lake in an instant, making the originally turbid river and lake even more confusing.

There was news that the Qinglian Sword Immortal three hundred years ago appeared in the Chang'an Taoist Temple. The Demon Sect found the village of the descendants of the Li family, but in the end no one left the village.

This news made the whole world boil. Some insiders said that the former founder of the Demon Cult was Gao Lishi, which caused a wave of waves.

A grudge that has spread for three hundred years and nearly ten generations, can I ask where there is such a big drama?

How can you not come and have a look at this kind of excitement?

The waves of the rivers and lakes move from the wind and flow from the water.

The news of the Sword Immortal that has not been seen in three hundred years, Lijia Village, which shocked the world as soon as it was born, is destined to be the center of everything.

In Jizhou, where Lijia Village is located, the inn in Chengu Town is already full in just three or five days.

In the world, the most powerful sects such as Shaolin Wudang and Demon Sect, the second most senior, such as Emei and Hongmen, came one after another.

There are countless religions and all kinds of things.

Above the Jiuzhou, what is never wrong is that everyone likes to join in the fun.

Everyone was not in a hurry to contact Lijia Village, but instead waited for the world's number one - the leader of the Demon Sect in Chengu Town.

As one of the leaders of the three top sects in the world, how would he deal with Lijia Village?

How will the grudge between the Demon Sect and the Qinglian Sword Immortal have been extant for three hundred years?

Everyone wants to know.

In Chengu Town, there was a rush of people. An old man with a hat walked in the middle of the street. He was ordinary and really like an old farmer who was a farmer.

However, behind the old man, there was a boy who looked over twenties. His skin was so white that he could get out of water, but he was carrying a huge stone on his back.

It is more than three zhang high, and it is also ten zhang long and half a zhang wide.

It seemed to weigh hundreds of thousands of pounds, but he just raised his hands above his head, as if he was exhausted.

If it weren't for the fact that his feet would have stepped on two huge holes on the already hard road every time they rose and fell, no one could believe that the man was actually carrying such a heavy rock on his back.

The boy followed the old man like this, making it clear that this old man was the real person who made the decision.

The eyes on both sides of the street were all gathered on the old man, and the old man could only smile and showed a shy smile.

Chengu Town, on the central road, left deep pits, but no one came up to ask questions.

The crowd just watched the old and the young walking towards the center of Chengu Town, and the footprints gradually became longer.

After the old and young disappeared in front of everyone, the disciple of the Invincible Divine Fist of Jiangdong Divine Fist swallowed and said:

"They came from Lijia Village."

Chengu Town only connects north, south, east and west, but only goes to one place on the west road - Lijia Village.

When a group of martial arts colleagues heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other. No wonder that only one person walked out of Lijia Village that day. As for the young man's mental strength, he was afraid he would die if he touched him or injured him if he wiped him.

Someone who was eccentric, picked up the iron rod with his eyebrows, turned over and smashed it hard on the ground, but it was just a hole the size of a fist. However, each hole that the boy stepped on was nearly two feet deep.

Everyone looked at the direction where the figure disappeared and said in their hearts:

I don’t know how to practice this skill.

In the center of Chengu Town, Huiyan Tower is one of the few good inns in Chengu Town.

At this time, above the second floor and before the first floor, there were people from the world. They quietly looked at the old and the young in front of them and walked to the door of the inn.

But no one dared to come forward to stop him. There was a scale in his heart. Looking at the huge rocks raised in the boy's hand, everyone thought they would never be able to lift it up.

So, they just looked at it, and they wanted to know what the young and old in front of them wanted to do.

Those who watch the fun are not afraid of big troubles. They did not mess with Lijia Village, so naturally they were not afraid of something big in Lijia Village. After all, Lijia Village is probably coming from the Demon Sect.

Under Huiyan Tower, the two disciples of Wuji Taoist Sect were also here, watching quietly. They knew this person. This person was the old man carrying bluestone that day, but the bluestone he carried today was even bigger.

At this time, the two were so glad that they did not forcefully ask for the remains of the Qinglian Sword Immortal, otherwise... they might be the ones who are left in Lijia Village now.

The old man with a straw hat walked to the front of Huiyan Tower and stopped, turned around toward Huiyan Tower, arched his already hunched body and said:

"Old man, Li Jiacun village chief, Li Mubai."

He is straightforward. Although the old man is hunched, who can underestimate him in front of him?

The old village chief raised his head and asked his body to straighten as much as possible. After all, according to Mr. Li's words, they were here to find a place, so they naturally had to be tougher.

Otherwise, why do you put the four big words "happy love and revenge" in front of you?

"This time, I'm afraid that someone will not find the one he lost, so the old man took someone here to make a stone tablet and publicize it. Everyone should drink tea when they should, and eat when they should, and don't worry about the old man."

The old village chief was happy and authentic, but it made people dare not underestimate him, because this person looked like an ordinary person no matter what, but would the village chief of Lijia Village be an ordinary person?

Could it be that the first building of the DAMO Academy be an ordinary person?

"Old Man Li!" After saying polite words, he first politely and then soldier, and it's time to show off his muscles.

As the old village chief's voice sounded, the huge bluestone rose into the air and landed on the earth under the hands of Old Man Li.

"Boom!" The sand and soil were flying.

Even on the second floor of Huiyan Tower, everyone could feel the vibration of the earth.

This is establishing authority!

Everyone knows what Lijia Village is going to do, but everyone doesn't speak.

The big fist is not for them to show. Why do they be afraid? It's just that they won't mess with this big fist.

The sand fell, and the old village chief bowed to everyone around him again and said:

"I'm shocked, everyone, please forgive me."

The closest people couldn't help but twitched their eyelids, looking at the bluestone that was taller than the three themselves, and then looked at the old village chief and smiled friendly.

I can only give up.

After all, no matter how big the face is, it is no bigger than a huge rock of hundreds of thousands of pounds.
Chapter completed!
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