Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 120 Overall Strength Increases

Shang Liangshan was moved and said with certainty: "Old Patriarch, don't worry, it's really okay."

"It's good that you're okay. However, from now on, any bloody matters like this should be handled by us." The old patriarch emphasized again.

"Okay." Shang Liangshan nodded in agreement. He would accept the old patriarch's kindness, and he was not a murderer.

"Ah" Under the moonlight, a howl was heard, and the blood-stained knife trembled in the hand.

Killing people is different from hunting and seeing blood, after all. Fortunately, the reservists and temple guards have strong psychological endurance, and no one vomited.

"Everyone, show some energy. You are killing evil bandits and getting rid of harm to the people. Don't be so scared that your hands are shaking like women." Yihuo spoke in a sweet voice, starting an alternative psychological counseling.

The howling sounds continued as more than 200 captives who had committed numerous crimes were identified and the temple guards and reservists were killed.

The stabbing made a "puff" sound, which made the captured bandits terrified.

The flames were blazing, illuminating the forest red, black smoke was rising, and the air was filled with a bad smell.

In the dead of night, the large army set out on their return journey, carrying the spoils and the frightened prisoners.

Yihuo left with a hunting party to burn the bodies.

Heizi stayed behind to devour the free soul power and act as a liaison when emergencies occurred.

"Heizi, does soul power smell good?" The bored Yihuochong asked Heizi, who was standing on the tree canopy and opening his mouth to swallow the free soul power.

Heizi had no time to deal with him. He was focused on devouring the free soul power. He wanted to become stronger and become the true boss. As the remnant of the fifth brother, he would not understand.

"Fifth Elder, there are too many corpses, and I'm afraid there isn't enough firewood and kerosene." Shi Tou said in a buzzing voice.

"If there is not enough firewood, take people to collect it. If there is not enough kerosene, use it sparingly. Do I need to teach you this?" Yihuo said unhappily.

Upon hearing this, Shitou reluctantly turned his gaze away from the wine jug in Yihuo's hand and obediently led people to pick up matches.

On the wall of the Forgotten Village, the four people, Zhongxiao and Liangquan, learned from Taoist Master Xuanzhen that after most of them had returned, they let the women guarding the village go back and rest first.

The women with young children did not say much, but went down the village wall and headed home.

But the women with older children were unwilling to go back, because their children and husbands had returned covered in blood.

In this regard, the four loyal and filial men did not force it, and divided their troops into two groups. One group took the villagers to row boats to meet the main force, and the other group went to inspect the forgotten villages, focusing on checking whether the disloyal people were honest or not.

Since the main force is attacking in full force, the ungodly are left to be looked after by the villagers, which can be considered a test.

Fortunately, there has been no trouble so far.

The main theme of life is not fighting and killing, but to survive and to become stronger.

Thanks to the availability of over 2,500 captives as laborers, the militia were freed from the work of land reclamation and were able to engage in training.

It is said that after seeing the blood, the mental outlook of both the reservists and the temple guards became different. They trained harder and were more ruthless.

And the body refining techniques in the ancient cortical books, the Qi and blood pills, as well as the recipes for the bone-strengthening pills that Wangmu obtained from the ancient cortical books were provided in large quantities.

The strength of the local militia is increasing day by day, and they are getting stronger and stronger.

Many middle-aged militiamen who were originally stuck in the Blood Refining Realm broke through to the Qi Refining Realm under the powerful effects of body refining techniques and elixirs, greatly enhancing the strength of the Forgotten Village.

The reservists and temple guards who had received better training had all broken through to the Blood Refining Realm and were accumulating strength to reach the Qi Refining Realm.

In this regard, Taoist Master Xuanzhen left a message when he left: "Don't let the kids break through blindly. Let them settle down. It is better to accumulate strength and then burst out, rather than force things to grow."

After hearing this, the old patriarch ordered all the elders to go out hunting with the reserve troops and temple guards that day.

The six hunting teams stayed behind to guard the village and watch over the prisoners, as well as to train the newly recruited brave men in the forgotten village, who were the villagers who would take part in the surprise attack.

"Chief, the beginning of February is almost here, and the small market that we promised to build for Liu Yu has not yet started." Yifeng found the old chief lying in the pavilion at the top of the rock peak and said.

"Then build it." The old patriarch said nonchalantly.

"The problem is that there is not enough time and building materials." Yifeng said helplessly.

Actually, he forgot about this because he had too many things to do after the Chinese New Year.

"Great Elder, we don't have to build thatched huts in the market. We can build bamboo houses. I remember there is a bamboo forest in the mountains on the other side of the pier that can be used." Shang Liangshan, who was also lying flat, said.

"Bamboo house? We don't know how to build one." Yifeng frowned.

"Stupid, you can't build it, but Xiao Chao definitely can, so you should go find him." The old patriarch took Yang Chao out to sell.

"That's right." Yifeng nodded, turned around and left, because he didn't have much time left.

"Liangshan, how many villages do you think Huitong Trading Company will attract to trade?" The old patriarch turned his head and looked at Shang Liangshan and asked.

The old man felt that Liu Yu and his group came and went in a hurry and probably wouldn't come into contact with many villages, so setting up a small market in Forgotten Township probably wouldn't attract many villagers, so he didn't pay much attention to this matter.

"Old Patriarch, you are in a misunderstanding."

"How to say?"

"There should be connections between the mountain villages. As long as Liu Yu and his men notify the mountain villages and rural villages, there will be linkage. Besides, businesses always start small and grow big, so we can't neglect them just because there are few people coming."

"That's right." The old patriarch nodded, took a sip of tea, and continued to lie down.

"..." Shang Liangshan was speechless. Shouldn't you be so enthusiastic in guiding the work? Why did you just lie down?

In the weapon forging workshop, Yang Chao, who was instructing Yi Jin in refining weapons, was pulled away by Yi Feng and headed straight for the Forgotten Village.

"Grand Elder, please stop dragging your feet. It will cause misunderstandings. If you have something to say, please speak up."

"It's urgent. We need to build a bamboo house as a market. This is related to the long-term plan of our Forgotten Village. Let's put other things aside for now. Xiao Chao, you should focus on this matter first."

"Bamboo house? Why did you think of building a bamboo house?" Yang Chao asked in surprise.

"This was proposed by Liangshan. He probably wanted to use the bamboo house to give visitors to the village a sense of familiarity." Yifeng imagined it himself.

"Liangshan really understands human nature." Yang Chao sighed.

"Get on the horse." Yifeng jumped on the horse and called out.

"There are no more horses." Yang Chao looked around and saw only one horse.

"Fellow rider, stop wasting time and get on board quickly." Yifeng called out anxiously.

Seeing that there was no one around, Yang Chao gritted his teeth, jumped on his horse, and rode with Yifeng towards the village gate, feeling strange.

"Ga ga" You don't have to think about it to know that this is the strange howling sound made by Heizi who was strolling in the village after seeing two people riding on the same horse.

When Yang Chao heard this strange howling sound, he suddenly felt unwell and Heizi was no longer cute.