"Chieftain…Chieftain is dead!"
"Run…Run quickly!"
"Don't kill me, please don't kill me! Hero, please spare me…"
When Chu Kuang was killed by Zhou Ze, the tables were turned.
All the bandits fled in panic.
Zhou Ze stopped chasing after the bandits after killing them.
However!
After killing Chu Kuang, a wisp of golden Imperial Dao Dragon Qi actually seeped out of his body and was once again devoured by the little Kun Peng in his dantian.
It was a wisp of gas in the shape of a true dragon.
[Imperial Dao Dragon Qi: Can become the foundation of the Imperial Dao and establish a human dynasty]
This wisp of Imperial Dao Dragon Qi was obviously very useful to a group of special creatures.
It was a pity that it could not be used as the Origin Qi to forge the Celestial Bridge.
Otherwise, he would have wanted to snatch food from the mouth of the Kun Peng baby.
"This Kun Peng cub really doesn't reject anyone. It can eat Dragon Pattern Cloud Gold and doesn't even pick the Imperial Dao Dragon Qi.”
Zhou Ze felt helpless.
The baby Kun Peng was too special to him. It was similar to his Life Artifact, his second True Life, and his Primordial Spirit.
In short, it was a part of his main body.
The palm and the back of his hand were both flesh. He couldn't possibly let it suffer!
Moreover, the growth of the Kun Peng cub was equivalent to his growth.
As the Imperial Dao Dragon Qi was digested by the baby Kun Peng.
Its body grew bigger again, and there were more golden dragon patterns on its body. They were embedded with the black Kun Peng patterns, forming a painting.
At the same time!
The power of the bloodline returned to Zhou Ze's body.
Letting his strength advance again, it was estimated that he had already surpassed the scope of the Soothing Pulse realm.
"When I return to the sect, I'll be able to use Origin Qi to forge the Celestial Bridge and step into the Heavenly Cycle Realm.”
"However, if you don't have a good fortune, you can only use the golden energy.”
Zhou Ze sighed.
Using the golden energy to forge the divine bridge was undoubtedly the worst choice for him.
However, he wasn't a direct disciple of a sect, so it was impossible for the Primordial Dao Sect to prepare a portion of rare and high-grade Origin Qi for him. It would be good enough if he could even be allocated the seventh metal Qi.
"Cultivation is all about wealth, partners, laws, and land. Wealth is resources.”
"Without a large amount of resources, even if one's talent is peerless, they can't compare to the legacy disciples nurtured by those large factions.”
"When I return to the sect, I can't hide my abilities when it's time for me to show off. Only by showing the sect elders my talent can they give me resources.”
Zhou Ze thought to himself.
In the world of cultivators, there was a saying like 'a little forbearance will ruin a great plan!”The saying that the wind will destroy the trees in the forest was not reliable at all.
Throughout history, the true supreme experts had mostly become famous at a young age, sweeping away all their enemies and paving the path of invincibility.
All sorts of schemes and schemes were crushed with an invincible posture.
One sword destroyed it, and one fist shattered it.
Even those who were late bloomers had to suppress the world to become invincible.
Who would rely on conspiracies to set foot on the path to immortality?
No!
Therefore, it was time for Zhou Ze to show off his abilities.
At the very least, he would not have to face such a predicament in the future.
He lacked high-grade Origin Qi to forge the Celestial Bridge.
It would leave a flaw in his path to immortality, making his foundation imperfect and causing hidden dangers.
While Zhou Ze was lost in his thoughts, the villagers of Yangshui Village who had survived the bandits 'massacre also gathered around him.
He saw familiar figures lying in pools of blood.
A sorrowful atmosphere pervaded the world.
They cried and felt sad. They hated themselves for being powerless and mourned for the death of their loved ones.
Some of the villagers were so angry that they poured out their hatred on the corpses of Chu Kuang and the other bandits. They used kitchen knives and other tools to hack at their corpses crazily.
It looked terrifying.
But anyone could understand this crazy action.
Were the people of Yangshui Village in the wrong?
No, he worked hard, worked at sunrise, and rested at sunset.
He had never made enemies with anyone, nor had he done evil.
The only mistake was that they were weak.
He was being slaughtered like grass.
This was the chaotic world of cultivators.
"I am the village chief of Yangshui Village. Thank you for saving me, Immortal!”
After a long time, an old man walked out with a walking stick. He led the villagers to kneel before Zhou Ze and kowtow with tears in his eyes.
"Thank you for saving me, Immortal!"
His voice was hoarse, filled with grief and ear-splitting, mixed with many childish voices.
Most of the children and women in the village stayed behind.
After all, the main purpose of bandits like the Soaring Eagle Stronghold was to abduct women and children.
Zhou Ze came back to his senses and stared at the old village chief.
However, it tightened slightly.
[Yang Cheng: Village Chief of Yangshui Village. He has no one to rely on in his old age and has lived a miserable life…He has the Blood of Longevity. He can gradually recover through cultivation and continue the inheritance of his ancestors.]
His gaze was mainly on the last sentence:
He had the Blood of Longevity!
An ordinary old village chief who was inadvertently saved had the Blood of Longevity?
This was too unbelievable.
Zhou Ze did not know what the blood of longevity was!
However, to be able to be crowned with the name of longevity, it must be an existence like an immortal god. Moreover, it could continue the inheritance of the ancestors. Presumably, the Yang family ancestors had endless glory.
"Is Yang Cheng the only special case, or are all the villagers of Yang Shui the same?”
Zhou Ze was not sure yet.
His gaze then fell on the other villagers to verify his guess.
[Yang Yanshan: Villager of Yangshui Village, with the Blood of Longevity…]
Yang Wu,"Villager, you have a meager amount of longevity blood…"
[Yang Lele: Villager of Yangshui Village, with the Blood of Longevity…]
As expected!
They were all survivors of the Longevity Blood.
The ancestors of this Yangshui Village had once produced a heaven-shaking great figure.
The power of the Longevity Bloodline continued, making it impossible for heaven and earth to destroy it.
Its power was unimaginable.
"This village is going to have a prodigy. Wouldn't it be a good script for the main character?”
Zhou Ze suddenly thought of something, and his gaze turned weird.
He really did glance at the children of Yangshui Village, but he quickly retracted his gaze and raised his hand to help Yangshui Village Chief Yang Cheng up.
"Old Village Chief, you don't have to be so polite. I'm just doing what I can.”
However, he had saved half of the villagers.
How could it be said in a few words?
Therefore, Zhou Ze was invited into the village by the old village chief. The villagers brought out their best food to entertain him.
After the reception ended.
Zhou Ze went straight to the point and asked the old village chief about his ancestors.
"Old Village Chief, did your Yang family's ancestors ever produce cultivators?”
"Immortal, I'm not too sure about this. Our Yang Water Village has a history of more than three hundred years. The genealogy records more than twenty generations of descendants, but there's no record of cultivators!”The old village chief shook his head.
He also summoned the remaining elders in the village to ask.
But after asking, he didn't have any impression of her.
"If we're talking about cultivators, then the first ancestor is very likely to be one. However, there's almost no record of the ancestor. There's not even a burial ground, so we're not sure.”
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