Qin Shan followed the people in front of him down Tongtian Road, registered his name next to Jiangtiantai, left Xiling, and headed towards Huangzhou. On the way, he saw no one around him, so he blew the bone whistle according to Zhan Changfeng's instructions. , an eagle appeared in the sky, and soon swooped down, tilting its head to look at him, followed by two figures, both wearing black masks and holding long swords, as cold as if they were carved out of the same mold.
One of them clasped his fists and said, "Who are you, sir?"
"I guess you are the Xuanwu Guards. I'm here on your behalf." Qin Shan showed the seal given by Zhan Changfeng.
The two Xuanwu guards recognized each other at a glance and asked, "What does the master want to say?"
Qin Shan then showed Zhan Changfeng's handwriting, "She needs you to arrange for people to enter Zangyun Stream. I have brought twenty tokens. How many people can you send in at most?"
"Nearly fifty pieces have been collected in the past two years. Sir, please come back home with us for now."
There are five handwritten letters, which are respectively addressed to the masters of Xuanwu Wei Sanfu and Yi Chang. The general idea is to let them choose suitable people to settle in Zangyun Stream one after another.
The letter to the Xuanwu Guards asked them to immediately send the selected innate monks to Zangyun Stream.
These innate monks were selected from the three mansions. Zhan Changfeng had informed them before leaving China, so they were gathered quickly.
Some intelligence collectors, some Red Blood Army generals, some Xuanwu Guards, as soon as the order came, they took the tokens and dressed up as civilians and headed to the Tiantian Platform.
"There are quite a few people walking on the Road to Heaven today."
The guard next to him rolled his eyes, "After the prince revealed the news about Tongtian Road, not many years ago, there were still people who tried to grab the token and wanted to go up there."
"There are more wolves than meat. I heard that Huangzhou is now full of Houtian, and those Jianghu people are eager to break into it. It seems to be a trend of becoming a martial arts holy land."
"Who says it's not the case? Tsk, maybe more people will take the road to heaven in the future."
The moon gradually sets in the west, and the road to heaven disappears in the morning light.
The Chinese monks had just arrived in Zangyunjian. They were penniless and knew nothing about it. They were inevitably at a loss. Some were pointed to several inns run by the Chinese monks. Some were not in a hurry and just wandered around casually. However, the people in the Sanfu had already taken their money. After receiving the map and spirit stones given by Qin Shan, he was an alert person, and quickly adjusted to the state of a monk in Zangyun Stream, and left the city one after another to rush to Zangyun Stream.
Not far from the city gate, there is a lively tea shed, where about ten people are sitting, drinking herbal tea and eating fruits. There are also many cargo poles beside it, which are vegetable farmers and salesmen entering the city.
A certain big man walked out of the city gate, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He turned around and strode towards the tea shed. He looked at the table in the corner, where a peasant girl wearing a bamboo hat was sitting.
"Girl, it's such a hot day, let's share a table together." His voice was filled with excitement.
"sit."
"?G, where are you going?"
"Go to Pearl Island to make a living." Zhan Changfeng lifted the basket at his feet and put it on the table. "It's a pity that there are still a few melons that haven't been sold."
"What a big deal, I bought it." The big man took out a spiritual stone, drank another bowl of tea, and left with the basket. He walked to a quiet place, opened the melon, and took out a storage bag.
Not long after, the peasant girl wearing a bamboo hat also left.
Zhan Changfeng frowned slightly. She had just asked the people from the Xuanwu Guard of the Red Blood Army to change their route to Pearl Island, and the informant went to Hengdu to help Wu Xiao as originally arranged.
Strangely, they were in no danger.
So where is her Qimen Bureau?
Zhan Changfeng started the game again and determined the direction again. To the north, Qingbai Mountain?
The relationship between Qingbai Village and Shexue was not such that she would feel danger, but it was the Wuxin Dharma Lineage, and she was also registered on the Wuxin Dharma Lineage.
Zhan Changfeng didn't waste any time and hurried north. Before she got close, the smell of blood lingered in the air. She kicked away the grass and saw a corpse lying on its back. It had been dead for two or three hours.
The further in, the stronger the smell of blood became, and stumps and broken hands could be seen everywhere. By the time we reached the village, the blood was almost flowing into a river.
She flew through the village quickly, but she couldn't find anyone alive! Wuhe, the leader of the militia regiment whom I had seen before, died in the middle of the road, still holding a knife in his hand. Fan Zhili, the village chief, was split in half at the edge of the field, and the paddy field was soaked with blood. On North Street, Li Baimao's My mother, who was a skilled cook, had her throat cut with a sword and fell in the kitchen. Too many people died, as if they had been massacred overnight, without even a chance to resist.
how so
Zhan Changfeng God walked to Qingbai Mountain, a mountain that would ring with loud voices in the early morning. There was only soundless silence, as if someone had covered his mouth and nose, suffocating him.
The dormitory in the back mountain and the small courtyard where the gentlemen live smell like blood!
Mingshan Baifeng Xuanhe Black Iron Yangming used her spiritual sense to carefully identify their shapes and auras, but none of them were spared!
Where is Mr. Yao Yu?
Zhan Changfeng couldn't find him and ran to the dilapidated hut under the cliff. After a loud fight, the house was destroyed and the Wuxin stone tablet was missing.
She sensed carefully that she suddenly climbed up the cliff, entered the forest, and stopped under a waterfall. After a few breaths, she stepped into the waterfall and fell into an empty space. At the same time, a fierce palm slapped her. Come.
Zhan Changfeng blocked it with his hands, "It's me, Yi Zhan."
She took off her mask.
The person who took out the palm let out a sigh of relief, fell to the ground, and said coldly, "Why are you here?"
"I sensed the crisis of Wuxin Dharma Vein." Zhan Changfeng frowned deeply, "It's still too late."
Yao Yu's body was very damaged, one leg and one hand were missing, and he was hanging by his breath. He did not expect that the last person he saw would be the person he thought was dead.
But after his death, she was the last Wuxin disciple.
Yao Yu took a few breaths and said, "Come here and I'll tell you."
This place is Yao Yu's Virtual God Realm. He once transformed a grand hall and a Tai Chi Square here, but now only a vast expanse of white remains.
"Is there anyone else?" She looked at the huddled children over there.
"You fucking listen to me first!"
Zhan Changfeng squatted down, stopped the bleeding from his wound, and gave him an elixir. However, his foundation was already dead, and the elixir could only help him breathe.
"you say."
Yao Yu could not say anything. Their mission had been completed, and there was no need for future generations to worry. The damage suffered today was both an accident and an unintentional disaster. The opponent was too powerful, so why should the surviving people worry about it.
He lay on the ground and said for a long time, "Live well."
This is definitely not what Zhan Changfeng wants to hear. The teachers in social studies are all her teachers and have helped her embark on the path of spiritual cultivation. If she turns a blind eye, listens and does not hear, she is in vain.
"Okay, I live well and I will live longer than heaven and earth."
Mr. Yao Yu sneered, with blood foaming on his face, "You are so beautiful."
He died with a smile. At the moment when his life stopped, Zhan Changfeng captured his soul, used the soul-searching technique, read all the memories of his lifetime, and lowered his eyes to save him.
Yao Yu's Virtual God Realm completely disappeared, just like him, he no longer exists in the world.
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