After the burial, the villagers all went back, looking in a hurry. Chen Rui knew that something must have happened that he didn't know.

He was alone in front of the village chief's grave. Finally, he took out the page of straw paper in his chest, remembered the contents firmly in his mind, and then burned it in front of the grave.

As the night gradually became late, starlight lit up, and some shouts of strange beasts sounded in the forest, which was very cunning.

"Monkey... Monkey, it's time to... go back."

A tender and trembling sound rang out. Chen Rui turned around and saw that the fat man was trembling and walking towards him, looking very scared.

"Yeah, I get it."

Chen Rui did not insist on staying here, turned around and left here with Fatty.

"Monkey, are you okay?"

Fat Dun looked at Chen Rui who was silent and asked carefully.

"It's okay, do you still count on what you said at noon?"

Chen Rui glanced at the careful fat man and said.

Suddenly, the fat dunge's facial features were clinging together, as if he was deciding something important.

"If you are still sad, you can share half of it, but you will not be sad after you finish eating."

Fatty said with a sad face.

"But I want to eat all of you."

"Monkey, don't be too tempted, you can eat me."

The fat man was furious and jumped up in anger.

"I'm teasing you, go back and tell the aunt that I don't want to eat anymore."

Chen Rui looked at the fat man like a meat ball and smiled.

"Can…"

"Go quickly!"

Chen Rui raised his fist and swayed over Fat Dun's head.

Fatty pouted his mouth and didn't dare to speak anymore, so he walked towards his own home.

Looking at Fat Dun's back, Chen Rui brought the spiritual energy to his left eye. Suddenly, a misty air wrapped in white with purple appeared above Fat Dun's head.

“What does purple mean?”

Chen Rui couldn't understand. He forgot to see what color Sister Wang was on earlier, but it did not cause convulsions in his left eye. It should not be as powerful as Fatty.

But seeing Fatty full of fat when walking, there is nothing special about it.

Without thinking for too long, Chen Rui walked towards another stone house in the village.

Dongdong!

Chen Rui knocked on the door and a sturdy figure appeared, with bronze muscles exposed, looking extremely strong, and it was Da Zhuang.

"It's Xiaorui, come in quickly."

Seeing Chen Rui, a smile squeezed out from Dazhuang's tired face and let him in.

"Uncle Zhuang, can you tell me the specific situation at that time?"

After Chen Rui went in, he asked directly, "If he wants to take revenge, he must first have a goal."

"Xiao Rui..."

Although Dazhuang looks honest, he is not stupid, so he naturally understands the purpose of Chen Rui asking about this matter.

"Uncle Dazhuang, tell me, I have a proper position."

Chen Rui didn't explain anything, and stared at Dazhuang.

Dazhuang sighed. He also wanted to avenge the village chief, so he naturally understood Chen Rui's mood.

"At that time, the village chief and I were preparing to sell the purple-winged fox to each other in the Baoqi Pavilion in Sanshan City, but a young man intervened halfway and wanted to buy it directly. If the price was right, it would be fine, but he only paid a hundred spiritual crystals and pushed the price to one percent of the original price. The village chief naturally disagreed."

"Then, the young man was very unhappy. Although he also raised the price, after the transaction, an old man patted the village chief's shoulder and left contemptuously."

"It was not until I entered the mountain that the village chief realized something was wrong."

Dazhuang clenched his hands tightly. Although he was concise, it was actually much more than that.

"Who is that young man? Uncle Zhuang, do you know?"

Chen Rui asked, although the old man took action, the order was obviously given by the young man.

"According to the onlookers, he is the son of the city lord who just came back from outside. He is young and has a dragon-turning realm. The most peculiar thing is that there is a golden scale on his forehead."

Dazhuang's fist was covered with a layer of black light, and it hit his table hard. The stone chips suddenly splashed and the entire stone table collapsed.

His face looked very bad, and he seemed to be angry at his incompetence.

"Young City Lord, golden scales, I understand."

Chen Rui nodded. No matter how talented I am, can I be as good as I am? It is a bit strange that there are scales on my forehead.

Dazhuang hesitated for a moment and said:

"Xiao Rui, our village will start to move tomorrow. The village chief has written a letter and asked us to bring to several nearby villages we have had with us. We are going to live with them. Have you decided which village to go to?"

"Migration? I understand, I think about it again."

Chen Rui was slightly stunned. The village chief died and the strongest person in the entire village was gone. He could not protect the entire village. It was inevitable to integrate into other people's villages.

And a few days ago, I heard from the village chief that the monsters in the mountains are very irritable and dangerous recently, so the villagers are in a hurry.

Both of them were in a good mood. Chen Rui did not stay too late, so he left Dazhuang and returned to his house.

When he picked up a bronze realm, the figure inside was very distorted, but Chen Rui cared that he was not as handsome as the village chief had been mentioned since he was a child.

Instead, he injected spiritual energy into his left eye and opened up the strange vision.

I saw a white mist floating above the twisted appearance in the bronze mirror.

"It's also white. Like most villagers, is it because of their cultivation?"

Chen Rui thought in his little head that he had followed the village chief since he was a child, and he had many imaginative ideas in his mind.

And the only thing he and most villagers have in common is to cultivate.

Although the villagers do not have any advanced skills and are not talented, they still have no problem breaking through the world in just over ten or decades.

A slightly better one, like Dazhuang, can also break through the air.

"So Uncle Dazhuang is yellow, what's going on with the purple on that girl and Fatty Doon?"

Chen Rui frowned and felt a headache in his little head. After a moment, he simply stopped exploring it. The village chief said that as time goes by, the true face of any person or thing will be revealed.

After putting down the matter in his left eye, Chen Rui sat on the bed, and a wisp of black mist appeared on his body.

"The burial scripture, you have theoretical power."

Chen Rui murmured, he never thought about going to a village, because he was about to leave here, and he decided when the village chief was buried.

His reliance is this [Burning Sutra], a powerful practice technique that integrates into his body and conveys some information to him, which will gradually develop various powerful supernatural powers as his practice improves.

But there is a problem, that is, every time you break through a realm, you need a so-called "soul-suppressing" thing. If you forcefully break through, you will have one end, death!

The soul-suppressing object in the Transcendent Realm records the black paper of the [Burning Sutra], which also brought him that black chain, which was a powerful magical power that would become stronger as he became stronger.

Chen Rui closed his eyes and recalled the content of the [Burial Sutra]. The black fog enveloped his body. At the same time, golden symbols appeared on his body, as if engraved on him, and every inch of his skin was covered.
Chapter completed!