I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 705
At the beginning, I heard that there were only 200 bandits in Heifengzhai. In just a short period of about a year, it has grown into a team of 500 people. Hearing this news, Wu Feng was really shocked. Surprised, he hurriedly said: "How come there are so many people in Heifengzhai at once? Didn't you tell me that there were only one or two hundred people the day I was forced to jump off the cliff by them?"

Old Liu shook his head and sighed, his expression was extremely gloomy, and he murmured: "Over the past year, Jin Batian, with the help of that Qingxu demon Dao, has been constantly recruiting troops and burning, killing and looting, The imperial court was only focused on dealing with the long-haired people of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, so how could they have time to take care of these bandits? In this troubled world, as long as they have something to eat, they don’t care whether they are bandits or not. As long as they don’t starve to death, it’s already good. At least no one will die from starvation in Heifengzhai, so in the past year or so, the power of Heifengzhai has continued to grow. Within a radius of one or two hundred miles, only this Heifengzhai has the strongest power. People don't dare to contend with them. In another year or two, the imperial court will have nothing to do with them. It's just pity for the people who live nearby. They live in fear all day long. They may be killed by these bandits at any time. .”

"Then I should go to Heifengzhai to get rid of that Jin Batian. Now he is not yet full-fledged. If in another year or two, they have 2000 people in Heifengzhai, we will be even more difficult to deal with." Wu Feng said angrily.

"No! I know your kid's kung fu is not weak now, but the Black Wind Village is no different from a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. After all, you are alone, no matter how powerful you are, you can beat ten or eight people by yourself. Hundreds of bandits, each one of them can drown you kid with a mouthful of saliva. I think that when you were forced to jump off the cliff by Jin Batian, the old man didn’t persuade you, and I’m still blaming myself, this time I didn’t say anything I will let you go to die again!" Old Liu Tou said very resolutely, leaving no chance for Wu Feng to speak at all.

Wu Feng saw Old Liu's dark face, knowing that he would not allow him to go to Heifeng Village no matter what he said, so he nodded and said in a low voice: "Okay then... I'll go back to find my master first, After I find Master, I will ask Master to call together masters from various sects of Taoism to attack this Black Wind Stronghold, and we must destroy the Black Wind Stronghold."

Having said that, Wu Feng has other plans. After all, in the cave on the mountainside of Broken Soul Cliff, he learned the art of controlling corpses from his grandfather. As long as there are dead people, his own Taoism can come in handy. It doesn't matter whether he is dozens or hundreds of people, as long as he wants to, he can bloodbath the entire Heifengzhai. However, the lie just now has been told, saying that he learned kung fu from the ancestor of Wudang Mountain. Yu Daojia belongs to the same lineage, but the inheritance is quite different. The Maoshan lineage has a lot of research on corpse control spells and the like, while Wudang Mountain pays more attention to self-cultivation and self-cultivation. Shan's patriarch learned the art of controlling corpses, so he would not believe it, so he had to find a way to sneak out when Old Liu fell asleep, and then sneaked into Heifengzhai by himself, making his whole Heifengzhai a mess. Wouldn't it be nice to turn upside down last time?
(End of this chapter)