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There was a sudden spin, and Zhou An landed on the sand. The surrounding area was desolate, and only some huge corpses could be seen.

He simply held a sword and walked forward stiffly. The corrupted sword intention was not only corroding the enemy, but also corroding himself. The stronger he was, the stronger the corrupted sword intention was, and the corrosion rate was also faster.

In addition to the body, the consciousness is also being corroded.

His intuition told him that he could find the answer in this world. All his changes started from this world. At least he had to find the sword fairy who gave him the sword talisman first.

He soon found a village in this desert. The village was very backward and almost lived a primitive life. They were all ordinary people and extremely strong.

When people in the village saw that he was extremely vigilant, they almost came to fight him with hoes.

Zhou An caught one of them and asked, "Do you know if there is any immortal cultivating sect nearby?"

The man shook his head quickly: "I don't know, we are just ordinary people, how do we know what a sect of cultivating immortals is?"

He was not very familiar with this world. The place he came to this time was completely different, and Zhou An couldn't figure out the direction. These ordinary people had probably never left this village too far in their lives, so it was normal not to know.

The man seemed a little scared and quickly broke away, took two steps back and said, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Zhou An thought for a moment and said, "Which direction can I take to get out of this desert?"

The man pointed him in a direction and walked away in a gray manner.

Zhou An walked in the direction pointed, without using any strength, and walked forward on foot. The more strength he used, the faster his body would be corroded.

After walking for half a month, day and night, he didn't feel tired. The wind and sand covered his body, and his clothes were corroded bit by bit and became tattered.

Finally on this day, he walked out of the desert. Greenery appeared among the mountains in the distance, and there was a clear lake.

He walked to the lake and squatted down to drink water, and saw a young man fetching water by the lake. Compared with the people he met before, this man's clothes seemed more civilized.

The young man was obviously shocked when he saw him: "What happened to you? Did you come from the desert?"

Zhou An nodded: "Yes,"

The young man was even more frightened when he heard this: "No one has ever come over there. I heard that there are only dead people over there, no living people."

Zhou An was stunned: "There is a living person."

The young man suddenly felt terrified. He turned around and wanted to leave, but Zhou An grabbed him. The strength of that arm was quite strong, so he knew he couldn't get away.

"Do you know if there is any immortal cultivating sect nearby? Or if there are any immortal cultivators." Zhou An asked.

When the young man heard Zhou Anzheng ask, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you an immortal cultivator? I don't know the location of the immortal cultivator sect, but every three years there are immortal cultivators coming to the village to recruit disciples, but now It's still early."

"I don't know much. Why don't you follow me to the village and ask the village chief? He knows more."

Zhou An nodded and followed the young man towards their village.

This man's name is Xuchanglai, he is still a scholar, and he is going to take the examination in the next half year.

"I have to leave in the next few days. It's a long way to go, and I don't know if I can pass the exam." Xuchang Lai said.

Zhou An was a little surprised: "Why don't you practice cultivation? Instead, you want to be a student. It may not be easy to go to high school."

Xu Changlai sighed and said: "There is a natural threshold for cultivating immortality. We ordinary people do not have that blessing."

The lake was not far from the village. From a distance, they could see black smoke coming out of the village, and it seemed that some houses were burned down.

Xu Changlai's expression suddenly changed, and he pulled Zhou An back and said, "These are bandits. Let's avoid them first. These guys kill without blinking an eye."

"These gangsters appeared just after the county government officials left. It seems they are here for revenge."

Zhou An did not follow him immediately, but asked: "Are these bandits cultivators of immortality?"

Xuchang shook his head and said, "Of course not. Come with me quickly and run to the county to report it to the official."

Zhou An asked back: "Is it too late? When you go, the whole village will be burned down."

After saying that, Zhou An strode towards the village, his speed getting faster and faster. From a distance, he saw a man on the street being beheaded by a bandit, and his blood spurted out.

"I will teach you some lessons this time. We will only kill some of you! Next time you dare to report to the official, no one will think about it." The leader held up the big knife with blood in his hand and said with murderous intent.

Then, they saw a gray-faced boy running towards them. The horse bandit headed by him yelled: "I don't know what is good or bad!"

As he spoke, he rode towards Zhou An and killed all the resisters in the village. These people naturally behaved themselves.

When Xu Changlai saw this scene, he covered his face and said to himself, Zhou An might not survive.

Then, the expression on his face froze.

Zhou An drew out his long sword and swung it out lightly, cutting the man and horse into two pieces. The bodies of the dead man and horse began to rot rapidly.

This was indeed a bit shocking, but it did not scare away the other horse bandits. These horse bandits are all vicious people. Even if they are not immortal cultivators, they have seen a lot of evil things. Besides, Zhou An only has one person. There is strength in numbers, even too many ants can kill an elephant!

Zhou An frowned and noticed that these horse bandits seemed to have no intention of retreating, so he simply went on to kill them all to avoid further revenge on the village.

Before these horse bandits could get close to him, he took out a bronze knife from his arms and threw it out. The knife seemed to have spirituality and spun rapidly in the air, shuttling between these horse bandits like a needle and thread.

In less than ten seconds, all the horse bandits who had been so arrogant a moment ago were killed by his hands.

"Why bother." Zhou An sighed and took the knife back with a calm expression on his face.

The surrounding villagers were shocked. Zhou An killed all the horse bandits in a single stroke. They had seen the immortal cultivators before, but they had never seen the immortal cultivators take action.

Xu Changlai took a breath of air: "I didn't expect that he is really an immortal cultivator and is so strong."

The village chief was an old man with white hair, who looked very energetic. He was full of words of thanks and asked the villagers to kill a pig and entertain Zhou An.

Sitting on the table, the village chief gave Zhou An a large bowl of wine and said, "These horse bandits didn't kill people before, they just came every month to collect offerings."

"Although life is a bit difficult, I can still get by. I don't know who is so heartless as to go to the county and report to the government."

At this point, Zhou An saw Xuchanglai's expression, which was a bit unnatural, and said, "Don't the people from the government cause trouble for these horse bandits?"

The village chief shook his head repeatedly and said: "What's the use? These horse bandits are well-informed. They have already hid far away before the people in official uniforms came. It is impossible for the people from the government to be here all the time. They will come back after leaving." .”

Zhou An took a sip of wine and felt a little strange: "Do these horse bandits only want to offer sacrifices and don't want anything else?"

Everyone else shook their heads and seemed surprised by this.

It's really a bit too disciplined.

At this time, the village chief stood up, knelt down in front of Zhou An, and said: "Chief Immortal, you must save our village. Those horse bandits will definitely come to take revenge after so many people died."

Zhou An thought for a while, if the remaining horse bandits came back to take revenge after he left, they might massacre the entire village. "I will take care of it. The village chief doesn't need to worry."

The village chief was stunned. He didn't expect Zhou An to agree so easily. He was so easy to talk to. He was also prepared to promise some benefits and thanked him again and again: "Thank you, Immortal Chief, thank you Immortal Chief."

Seeing his appearance, Zhou An just smiled and said, "Village Chief, please stand up and speak."

He just felt that the hope of survival was slim, and it was not a big deal to help him casually.

Then, Zhou An said: "Village chief, do you know if there is any immortal cultivating sect nearby?"

The village chief thought for a while, shook his head and said, "How can this be something that we mortals can know, but in the county town, there are immortal cultivators from the sect stationed for a long time."

"Is this so?" Zhou An immediately had a target. As long as he asked about the origin of the sword talisman in his hand, he would be able to find the sword immortal.

At night, he followed a hunter up the mountain to the village where the bandits were.

But before they arrived, a group of people rushed out from the forest and stopped in front of them. The leader was wearing a green shirt and looked like a scholar, holding a fan in his hand.

"Your Excellency must be the one who killed my Qingfeng Sect disciples during the day. I didn't expect that you would dare to come to me instead of running away." The man said with extraordinary aura.

Zhou An was a little surprised that there were actually cultivators of immortality among these horse bandits, "Qingfeng Sect? Qingfeng Village is the right one, right? I didn't expect that there were cultivators of immortality among a group of horse bandits."

The man frowned and stared at Zhou An, noticing something was wrong with his breath, which was erratic: "If you are so rude, don't blame me for being rude. I originally wanted to find a way to reconcile with you."

Zhou An said disdainfully: "Reconciliation? How to reconcile? I don't want to reconcile with a group of horse bandits."

Anger rose on the man's face, and with a wave of one hand, a large number of wind blades formed between his hands and shot towards him, "Kill him."

Zhou An swung his sword with one hand and cut off all the wind blades. He took out the knife from his sleeve and formed a black line, which penetrated the aura shield of the cultivator.

Soon all the horse bandits around him fell under Zhou An's sword, and only the immortal cultivator was still alive.

"You can't kill me. Our Qingfeng Sect has been registered with the imperial court. We are a well-known and upright sect. If you kill me, you will be wanted."

"Let me go, all the past things will be wiped out..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhou An chopped off his head with a sword, "They can talk nonsense, but a group of bandits are still from an upright family."

The previous hunter had already run away in the chaos and was probably going back.

Zhou An didn't stay any longer and continued walking towards the village. He decided to eliminate the root cause, help others to the end, and send the Buddha to the west.