Why did Yang Jian suddenly get angry? But he saw that on the top of the mountain beam, there was a group of mortals playing gongs and drums, marching towards a small Taoist temple halfway up the mountain.

This group of mortals, both men and women, young and old, most of them are thin and weak, and it is obviously not easy to survive in this mountain forest.

Four men walked in the front, carrying a simple wooden platform, on which sat a small, cross-legged child, whose eyes were blank and his face was blank, and he sat there in a daze. In the procession, there were several women dressed in coarse cloth dresses, their eyes were red, they were crying, and they were prevented from approaching the square platform by several men.

Most of the rest were old people and children, many of whom supported each other and followed the girl who was being carried towards the Taoist temple in the mountains.

And under that Taoist temple, Yang Jian had already seen the poisonous Jiao hiding here!

What is this doing?

Yang Jian instantly thought of a word - living sacrifice!

For something as evil and filthy as a poisonous Jiao, the method of cultivation is already vicious and abnormal, and it is very common to swallow a boy or a girl to supplement the Tao.

How long has it been here?

Isn't this human race in the mountains a ration for the captivity of the poisonous Jiao?

At this time, I don't know how many boys and girls have been swallowed by the poisonous Jiao who is still in retreat at the end of the catastrophe?!

Yang Jian still had a trace of luck, and fell directly in front of the team of people, deliberately driving the cloud to stop in mid-air, with a solemn face and his own majesty.

The group of mortals couldn't help but be stunned, and they all looked at Yang Jian blankly for a while, I don't know who shouted 'Immortals', and a group of people all bowed down and shouted immortals.

But no one cried out for help.

Yang Jian felt a little strange in his heart, and asked, "What are you waiting for?"

"Go back, go back to the immortals," a man shouted to Yang Jian with courage, "It's our village's turn this year, let's send the blessed girl to Guanzhong and send her to heaven!"

Yang Jian's brows furrowed.

Ascension? I'm afraid it won't be sent into the mouth of that poisonous Jiao!

"What is Ascension to Heaven, and how to Ascension to Heaven?" As soon as Yang Jian's words came out, these mortals all looked at each other.

An old man whispered: "When the immortals ask this, we can't answer, but our ancestors have been like this for generations, there are a total of 300 villages in this mountain, and every month there is a village that selects a blessed girl and sends it to this place, and its own immortals are led to the heavenly palace to enjoy the blessings." ”

Ignorance!

Yang Jian had probably understood what this matter was, but he laughed angrily in his heart.

Generations of ancestors, all like this, one person a month, all girls?

It's no wonder that poisonous Jiao can turn into a dragon, and it can't go out of the nest here, and if you practice for a long time, how can your mana not be profound?

But Yang Jian quickly suppressed the anger in his heart temporarily, he nodded, and said, "Since this is the case, I won't bother you to send your daughter to enjoy the blessings, I just happened to pass by, so I don't have to pay much attention to it." ”

Yang Jian said nothing, waved his sleeves, and the figure flew towards the sky.

These mortals all bowed and shouted about the immortal blessings, and a few whispered that the children they sent also had such abilities.

Yang Jian just walked around the mountain, enveloping himself with Xuan Qi, and did not alarm the sleeping poisonous Jiao.

He took a look at the mountain situation and the layout of the mountain, and the poisonous Jiao was careful, a large array was arranged here to isolate the divine sense, and all the three hundred villages were enveloped, and outside it was a continuous mountain, and few people could enter this area.

Yang Jian sat on the clouds very simply, quietly waiting for the group of mortals to walk to the Taoist temple halfway up the mountain.

He looked towards the Taoist temple, and saw that there were three or five figures in the Taoist temple, all of them dressed as Taoist priests, but they were all mortals.

In the backyard of the Taoist temple, there is a 'well' that is pressed by a boulder, and directly below that well is the head of the poisonous Jiao.

Yang Jian didn't want to go directly into the well, but he had the idea of ignorant mortals here, and wanted them to see with their own eyes how vicious the immortals who had been sacrificed for so many years were.

What is the so-called Heavenly Palace Blessed Land?

Before more than 100 mortals arrived at the Taoist temple, they bowed and offered sacrifices, chickens, ducks, fish, grains, and wild game in the mountains.

The girl's blank eyes regained some look, and she curled up in fear, but two men held her thin shoulders and didn't let her move.

An old woman was helped forward, walked to the door of the temple, gently slammed the door three times, took a few steps back, and knelt down.

Someone in the Taoist temple shouted in a long voice: "The blessed girl has arrived-"

The mountain gate opened, and out of it came three Taoists, their bodies wrapped with an ethereal immortal aura, all of them wearing bright Taoist robes, wearing green jade crowns, and they were in a weak Taoist position.

"This seat is the Breeze Viewer," the tall and thin old man in the center of the three looked like a master, his eyes seemed to drift to the cloud where Yang Jian was, intentionally or unintentionally, but moved away without a trace.

The group of mortals shouted again and again, 'Ten Thousand Blessings of the Lord' and 'Immeasurable Lord', and respected this old way as the 'head of the immortals', which was several times more respectful than the 'immortals' who Yang Jian came directly from the clouds.

Yang Jian was also a little speechless when he saw this, but he didn't act directly, but watched quietly.

The three Taoist priests who came out of this temple cast a spell to lift the platform where the girl was located out of thin air, and put the food cloth brought by the villagers directly into a bag.

This immortal method, those mortals who watched it were shocked, and the Qingfeng Guan Lord raised his hand and threw a bottle of elixir to the old woman.

"This is a blessing left for your village, each pill can prolong life by three to five years, go, if you live too long, and get out of the fixed number set by the book of life and death for too long, it will be a disaster. ”

"Thank you, Lord, thank you!"

The old woman and many old people were inexplicably excited, and bowed and bowed to the backs of the three old men.

Yang Jian sat on the clouds, but he had clenched his fists at this time.

What is this?

Sell the girls in the village to the demons, and prolong their lives with the blood and qi pills refined by the demons?

Ridiculous!

Yang Jian's feelings in his heart were indescribable, feeling that this poisonous Jiao was vicious, and people's hearts were also vicious. The old people in those villages may still be waiting and looking forward to the turn of their village in 256 years, and their village will be able to have more than a dozen pills to prolong their life and live a few more years.

The inferior nature of the human race is vividly revealed in the thousands of miles of mountains and forests in this small world.

Yang Jian was a little upset, so he didn't look at the mortals who were about to leave, and looked intently into the Taoist temple, wanting to see what the old Taoist priests were doing.

Two young men like handymen put up the incense case next to the sealed well, and three Taoists carried the girl outside and placed it on the futon behind the incense case.

Qingfeng Guan said, "Let's all go down." ”

The two Taoist priests and the two miscellaneous servants all bowed down and retreated, closing the courtyard door.

Yang Jian looked intently at this breezy and old man's movements, and found that he was pretending to be a pretending to do it first, picking up a handful of dust and throwing it into the air, and a golden light rose into the sky.

Seeing this, the group of mortals who had not yet gone far from the outside of the temple were suddenly excited and inexplicable, and knelt down and bowed again.

They all thought that this was the scene of the girl being sent to the Heavenly Palace, but they didn't know that when the golden light flew up, the breeze had already carried the girl to the well, grabbed the big stone easily, and was about to throw the girl into it.

A thick smell of blood gushed out of the well, and the girl was so excited by the blood that she seemed to see something, and wanted to scream in horror.

Qingfeng Lao Dao snorted coldly, directly sealed the girl's mouth with his big hand, and waited for the bloody gas to rush out before throwing the girl towards the well!

Swish!

A pale yellow figure suddenly crossed in front of him.

Qingfeng Lao Dao was stunned, looked down at his left hand, the girl in his left hand was gone, only a bare wrist, and the left hand linked to the wrist was also missing.

There was no blood yet, but the incision was so horrible that it was!

Lao Dao's eyes were round, and the sharp pain in his wrist just hit, he raised his head in pain and shouted, hurriedly threw the big stone away, grabbed his wrist and staggered backwards.

"Ah...... Ahh

Qingfeng Lao Dao's face was pale, and he looked up to the side, but saw a mighty and handsome man standing there, the man slapped his belt, and the girl he was holding in his hand disappeared in an instant.

"Who are you!

"Hmph!" Yang Jian snorted coldly, Qingfeng Lao Dao was like being struck by lightning, his chest was directly sunken in, he took a few steps back, and fell to the ground in embarrassment, opening his big mouth, but he couldn't breathe for a while.

Yang Jian said coldly: "Wake up the things in the well." ”

This old way is not too wasteful, his hands trembled and tapped a few times on his chest, and the weak mana temporarily stabilized his injuries.

He rolled his eyes for half a circle, and immediately had a plan, and sneered: "You, who are you? You dare to come here to spread wild! Do you know that even if the Daoist of the True Immortal Heavenly Immortal comes, he will die at the hands of the old ancestor!"

The opening is a true immortal, and it can't be blamed for this old Tao's short-sightedness, it is really a small world in which the news is blocked, the Tao lacks the law, and few monks from the outside world will come to this 'poor country'.

Strength limits imagination.

Yang Jian stepped forward with his empty hands, and the old man kicked his legs on the ground for a while, and his body kept dodging backwards, and finally reached the well.

"It's not a pity to dance with evil spirits. ”

Yang Jian flicked his fingers, Lao Dao screamed and fell, and fell directly into the well, falling downward.

A stream of black gas suddenly gushed out of the well, rising three feet high, turning into a black dragon head without horns, and those green eyes stared at Yang Jian without any fluctuations.

"How do you want to die?"

Among the black dragon heads, he spit out human words full of murderous intentions.