Dong, dong, dong. With a few tremors, the walls of the side room crumbled and the soil cracked. This Dragon King Temple was not made of bricks, but of relatively cheap mud walls. As the door to enter the side room was narrow, it was difficult to use long weapons like spears. Zhou Qingfeng ordered his men to find a few thick wooden tables and stools to break through the wall.
When the door and windows were broken, a few spears pierced into the room. But unexpectedly, the Temple Attendant Zhao was nowhere to be seen. There was only a disheveled woman under the wooden table in front of the brick bed who was desperately begging, "Don't kill me, don't kill me."
Seeing this woman, the spearmen who participated in the operation revealed lewd smiles. Because the woman was not properly dressed, her arms and thighs were mostly exposed. Zhou Qingfeng stepped on the mess and walked in. After looking around, he asked the woman, "Where is she?"
"The tunnel, she escaped through the tunnel." The woman knelt on the ground and cried, "Master, master, please spare me. You can do whatever you want, just don't kill me. "
Only then did Zhou Qingfeng see that a cabinet in the room had been moved, revealing a dark tunnel, but he did not know where it led to. His two subordinates hurried forward and asked, "Big Master, what do we do now? Should we send someone down? "
"Go down for what? Do we want to die? " Zhou Qingfeng shook his head. Spears were useless in the tunnel. The situation in the tunnel was unclear, so it was useless to go down. "Send someone to look around the Dragon King Temple. This kind of tunnel can't be dug too far. That Temple Attendant Zhao must be around here. If we can catch him, it's fine. If not, then forget it. Just monitor it, let's get down to business. "
Once he said business, his subordinates all revealed a knowing smile. One of the spearmen said happily, "How much money has the Temple Attendant Zhao earned all these years? Just the silk in this room alone is no less than fifty taels. And this delicate little girl, just looking at her makes one envious. "
"All of you better grow up. You can't even walk when you see a woman?" Zhou Qingfeng cursed. "Tie up the captives and throw them into the main hall. Those who are injured should be bandaged and those who should be sent away should be sent away. The one who was stabbed in the face quickly went to find a better doctor. Maybe he could still be saved. Don't be stingy with your money. This time, you've struck it rich. "
As he spoke, Zhou Qingfeng rushed everyone to work. The spearmen are on high alert. Some of the old and weak, including Nanny Zhang, are called over to transport the valuables from the Dragon King Temple. All of this had been planned before the operation began, and now it was being carried out in an orderly manner. There was order in the chaos.
Zhou Qingfeng turned his attention to searching for the fortuitous encounters in the temple. He had just released a small lightning bolt, so it would take half an hour for his spiritual power to recover. Since he couldn't open his Heavenly Eye, he could only rely on his own eyes to judge. The main point of the search was the side room where the Temple Master Zhao lived. If there was anything good, it must be here.
There were many wardrobes in the room and some cheap jewelry on the bedside dresser. In a secret compartment of a wardrobe, there were more than three hundred taels of silver. This should be more than half of the Temple Master Zhao's savings. But this was not what Zhou Qingfeng wanted. He called the Temple Master Zhao's concubine over and coldly asked, "Tell me, where is Master Zhao hiding his good stuff?"
From the time the Temple Master Zhao retreated to his side room to the time Zhou Qingfeng ordered people to break the wall and rush in, it didn't take much time. The Temple Master Zhao didn't even have time to take his concubine with him. At this moment, the concubine was crying pitifully.
Zhou Qingfeng raised her chin and looked at the ordinary village girl's face. He shook his head and said to himself, "Too high a standard of beauty is also a pain point. Looking at the lascivious looks of my subordinates, I can't find what's beautiful about this firewood girl. "
The concubine didn't understand what Zhou Qingfeng was saying. Seeing him shake his head, she thought he wanted to kill her. She cried and begged again. Then, she opened a secret compartment under the bed and took out a box. "Master Zhao wanted to take this box to the city before he escaped. Everything valuable is hidden inside, but only he has the key to this box. "
The box wasn't big and could be lifted with one hand. The box was made of iron. The surface was rough and full of holes. The lock was made of copper. It was strong and hard to open. Even the lock was as thick as a finger. It was hard to break. However, this kind of protection could only be used to guard against burglars. Zhou Qingfeng asked someone to find a big iron hammer and hit the copper lock a few times. Naturally, the chest opened.
There was a small money bag in the box. It wasn't big. When he opened it, he saw that it was full of gold ingots. Although Liaodong was poor, it was rich in natural resources. Even the skin of wild boar could be mined. There was no shortage of gold and silver among the people. The gold was very heavy. It was five taels per ingot. There were about twenty taels in the money bag. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the exchange rate of gold and silver was about one to eight. This was a huge sum of money.
In addition to the gold ingots, there were several beads in the box. Looking at the color of the beads, Zhou Qingfeng knew that they were pearls. At this time, Uncle Zhang came in to report. When he saw the beads, he praised sincerely, "These are Eastern pearls. It's rare to see such smooth and round ones. Just these pearls alone are worth a lot. The First Master has worked hard this time, so these pearls naturally belong to the First Master. "
It was very difficult to find Eastern pearls. It was warm but still cold in Liaodong in April. The cold river was biting cold. Moreover, to find a good quality Eastern Pearl among thousands of river mussels, it was even more dependent on luck. These Eastern pearls were worth about one or two hundred taels of silver.
In addition to the gold ingots and Eastern pearls, there was an inconspicuous wooden box. The box was gray and unnoticeable. When Zhou Qingfeng picked it up, he was pricked by the burrs on the surface of the box. However, when he opened the box, Uncle Zhang, who was standing to the side, immediately widened his eyes and exclaimed, "This …"
The Eastern pearl was white and the size of a pinky finger. The one in the wooden box was also an Eastern pearl, but it was black. It was large and translucent, round and translucent. Eastern pearls were valued for their black color, and the one in front of him was black and shiny.
When Uncle Zhang saw the white pearls, he said happily, "Of course they belong to Boss." But when he saw this black pearl, he breathed heavily and stared at it with greed in his eyes. This black pearl was the size of a thumb and was rare in the world. It was of the highest quality.
Listening to Uncle Zhang's breathing, Zhou Qingfeng held the black pearl in his palm. He didn't need to open his Third Eye to know that the opportunity he was looking for was right in front of him. Because when he held the pearl, he felt not only the coldness, but also the spiritual power coming from it. He understood immediately — this highest quality Eastern pearl had the ability to gather and store spiritual power.
This was exactly what Zhou Qingfeng needed. It was precisely because his spiritual power was too weak that he couldn't even become a half-baked cultivator. He couldn't even enter the sect. Opportunity, opportunity, what was an opportunity? It was an opportunity that helped Zhou Qingfeng the most.
If a beginner cultivator's spiritual power was' 1 ', then Zhou Qingfeng, who was an incomplete cultivator, only had' 0.1 '. This black East Pearl was the storage of spiritual power, and it contained around 2.5 points of spiritual power. With this, Zhou Qingfeng, who was an incomplete cultivator, could finally be considered a beginner.
With the help of the spiritual energy within the black pearl, Zhou Qingfeng immediately used the complete version of Open Heaven's Eye. For a moment, the color of the world changed in his eyes. He could see the gray parts that he couldn't see clearly before, and he could see all kinds of Qi flow like a gentle breeze.
Besides the red light from the pearl, Zhou Qingfeng also noticed that Uncle Zhang was emitting a black aura. It was a warning that he was hostile and dangerous. Seeing that Uncle Zhang was staring at the black pearl in his hand, he coldly snorted. "Do you want to die?"
Consciousness, imagination, and spiritual power. This cold snort was like a great bell ringing in Uncle Zhang's mind. Previously, Zhou Qingfeng couldn't affect Uncle Zhang's mind even with the Mind-Bewitching Spell. But now, with just a cold snort that contained enough spiritual power, Uncle Zhang's vision went black, and he almost fainted. A true cultivator was this terrifying. Their words came from their hearts, and they could kill ordinary people in a matter of minutes.
With this top-grade East Pearl, Zhou Qingfeng's small body's aura increased greatly. He walked out of the dilapidated room and looked at the ordinary people outside, who were busy moving and inspecting their belongings. He couldn't help but feel superior, as if he was in control of everything. It was no wonder that cultivators were unreachable in the eyes of ordinary people. With power that surpassed ordinary people, their state of mind was naturally different.
In the eyes of others, after using the Third Eye, Zhou Qingfeng also seemed to be emitting light. Anyone who was glanced at by him would feel like they were naked and had no secrets. This ability was even greater than that of an ordinary cultivator. After all, 'Opening the Heaven's Eye' was an ability that only cultivators with profound cultivation and powerful magical techniques possessed. Only top level cultivators like the Living Buddha or the Venerable could have it.
Although the people in the Dragon King Temple couldn't understand what happened to Zhou Qingfeng, they had the urge to immediately kneel down and worship this seemingly young child. His eyes could see through human nature and dissect all things. It was definitely a miracle.
But before they could kneel down, a person suddenly rushed in from outside the Dragon King Temple, panting. Wang Kunpeng, who was arranged by Zhou Qingfeng to keep a lookout, ran in while shouting: "Young master, bad news. Temple Attendant Zhao is back. "
What?
Zhou Qingfeng frowned and asked: "How many people did he bring back?"
"Two to three hundred people, men, women, young and old." Wang Kunpeng's words made the faces of the people in the Dragon King Temple turn pale. "Most of his men are from the nearby villages and have a lot of prestige in the area. He must have offered a lot of money to call these people, he's here to kill us. Young master, there are too many enemies, let's quickly run. "
Without waiting for Zhou Qingfeng to speak, the spear soldiers scattered around the Dragon King Temple also ran back like frightened rabbits, stammering as they described the terrible situation of Temple Attendant Zhao and his men. Looking at their incoherent appearance, it was like the end of the world.
But it was a bit too late to run now.
The noise of people was already coming from outside the temple. Under the protection of a large number of foolish men and women with farming tools, Temple Attendant Zhao, who just ran away, gathered a dozen or so ruffians. He came to the entrance of the Dragon King Temple with the Golden Back Machete in his hand and fiercely pointed at the Dragon King Hall inside, shouting: "Kill all the people inside, whoever can cut off the head of the leader will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver."
With a great reward, there will always be brave men. A hundred taels of silver was enough for an ordinary farmer to eat and drink for several years without worrying about food and clothing. How could such a huge sum of money not be tempting? The dozen or so ruffians were even more excited, waving their knives and axes as they rushed to the front. Behind them, more than a hundred villagers were also excited, shouting and flocking to the front.
The Dragon King Hall was already in a panic, the spear soldiers, who were still thinking of victory, immediately fell apart, covering their heads and running away. The two small leaders, Wang and Zhang, did not care about Zhou Qingfeng and ran to the front. Yang Wei, whose hands were tied, was also scared out of his wits, thinking that he really had eight lifetimes of bad luck to encounter such a thing.
Temple Attendant Zhao's momentum was wild, his heart filled with hatred for the masked strong men who came to his house early in the morning. He had already sent people to block the entire Dragon King Temple to ensure that none of these daring guys could leave today. He had already sworn, "If I don't burn these guys to ashes today, I won't be able to dispel the hatred in my heart."
Just as the crowd rushed to the front of the Dragon King Hall, a small figure walked out of the hall alone, standing out from the crowd. Seeing that the knives and axes were about to cut him into pieces, he simply raised his hand lightly – with a loud bang, a bright light condensed on his arm, followed by a violent electric current that crackled at his fingertips, bursting out.
The electric light was dazzling, as if a strong lamp had been lit in front of the Dragon King Hall. The people rushing forward could not stop, but had to close their eyes subconsciously and turn their heads. In the blink of an eye …, a few ruffians who rushed at the front were directly hit by the electric light, the blue electric light turned into a lightning net, wrapping them inside, and also the group of people behind them.
The lightning net crackled, green smoke rose, and screams came one after another. The people behind them crashed into it, also screaming, but could only tremble, unable to escape. Only, the people in front stopped, and the people behind rushed forward, causing chaos in front of the Dragon King Hall.
When the lightning net dissipated, a strong burnt smell and ashes spread out, and the first few people to bear the brunt of it were charred, smashed to pieces. The people behind them were also lying on the ground, motionless, rolling on the ground, wailing, or screaming endlessly.
This shocking thunder came suddenly and was deafening. Its power was so great that it made people's hearts beat wildly, and they felt dizzy. After the lightning dissipated, the people who were originally rushing forward became even more dumbfounded, silent like cicadas in winter, even wishing they could stop breathing, deeply afraid of being affected. Such a scene was like a heavenly power to the ignorant people, it was simply impossible to resist.
When no one spoke, Yang Wei, whose hands were still tied up, reacted the fastest. He ran back, stood behind Zhou Qingfeng, and shouted, "The Heavenly Thunder is warning, the Dragon King has descended! You ignorant people, how dare you offend him, hurry up and worship him, when are you waiting for? "
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