A huge team is advancing on the gray wilderness. The team had a large number of people, tens of thousands of them, scattered on nearly a thousand beast carts of various sizes.
The beasts pulling the cart are very strong, and they can pull a ten-foot-long carriage with just two ends. Even if it is loaded with people and goods, it still looks effortless.
On the outside of the team, there are also riders riding wildebeests. The riders are all young monks, both men and women, all wearing armor. They are responsible for wandering around the periphery, either with the help of magic weapons or spiritual beasts, in order to help the team detect threats in advance.
On the beast cart at the front of the team, an old man wearing luxurious clothes and a jade crown stood leaning on the railing. He looked at the thick and persistent fog in front of him, his brows furrowed together, with a worried look on his face.
He is the head of the Wu family in Wunan Prefecture, named Wu Renxun. The Wu family in Wunan was originally a foundation-building family. But no one expected that the foundation built by generations and thousands of years would fall apart due to a disaster.
After the clan members died in successive battles, the Wu family's members were reduced to him alone. The current purpose of the Wu family's motorcade is to go to Qingbufang, Wunan Prefecture.
This workshop is the survivors' camp in Wunan. Now that Aphansia is raging in the north of the mountain, it is the closest shelter to the Wu family. It is said that Jindan Zhenren is here to provide the necessary security.
At this moment, a young man in rich attire came up from behind and bowed.
"Report to the Patriarch, we have used a star finder to calculate the exact location of the convoy. It is still a thousand miles away from Qingbufang. At the current speed, it will only take two days to arrive. Patriarch, look, tonight we are looking for a Set up camp at a safe place, or continue on the road to Fangshi overnight?"
"Traveling all night?" Wu Renxun shook his head. Under the raging disease of lost souls, serious disasters occurred everywhere in the north of the mountain. Countless cities and fairy houses were destroyed, and the wilderness was full of wandering lost souls. It didn't matter if they encountered those transformed from mortals, even if they numbered in the tens of thousands. It's just a lot of trouble.
But if a person is unlucky and encounters a lost soul transformed by a high-level monk, with their terrifying strength, the entire Wu family may be ruined.
Besides, every time night falls. Those extremely ferocious ghost cultivators will also enter their active phase. They, who like darkness and hate light, will end their hibernation during the day and come out to look for blood food for the practice of martial arts.
"If we walk for half an hour and there is no suitable campsite, we will camp in place."
"Yes!" The young man in fine clothes nodded. The team continued to move forward and encountered an abandoned mortal dock. After cleaning it up and killing the lost souls inside, the Wu family decided to camp here tonight.
Although the mortal fort is only made of earth and stone, it is better protected by a thin wall and a shallow ditch. In comparison, the wilderness is unobstructed.
Once you encounter a lost soul, there is not even the slightest buffer. As the head of the Wu family, Wu Renxun naturally knows how to choose.
At sunset and dusk, night slowly invades the earth. Just like usual, after the silence and light-eating restrictions covering the Wubao were set up, the Wu family members who had been in silence along the way got out of the car one after another, or started to light a fire to cook meals, or gathered in twos and threes. Let’s talk together to relieve the depression in our hearts.
"Woo!" came the whistle. Above the Wubao gatehouse, Wu Renxun, who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes when he heard the sound. He immediately looked towards the place where the sound came from and found that the monk who blew the warning whistle was pointing at the stone road in front of Wubao. A figure in black walked slowly over there.
Wu Renxun was shocked. As a foundation-building monk, he is naturally aware of the dangers at night. Now that the lost souls are raging and ghost cultivators are becoming more and more rampant, he is still able to protect himself during the day, but at night he becomes a prey.
But now. He actually saw someone walking alone in the dark night! Such an unreasonable scene made Wu Renxun unable to help but become suspicious.
Is this a living person or a ghost cultivator? But no matter what kind of existence it is, I'm afraid it's not something the Wu family can mess with.
"Hey, he didn't do anything!" Wu Renxun felt a little relieved, thinking that it might be a living person. According to past observations, whether they are high-level lost souls or those ghost cultivators who stay day and night, when they see living people like them, they will take action without saying a word.
It's not like now, where I would wait quietly under the gate, waiting to make contact with the people inside. Wu Renxun's eyes lit up and he thought of something.
Immediately afterwards, he turned to look behind him, swept his eyes across the Wu family monks, and looked into each other's eyes before saying in a deep voice: "Guiyun, go down and see if any seniors have arrived."
"Yes, clan leader!" The person named was a middle-aged man with a sickly appearance and a third-level Qi refining level. This should have been the prime time of the monk's life, but now he looked like a tuberculosis ghost, his face was pale, his lips were an abnormal purple color, he was hunched over, and he would cough several times from time to time.
Gein was hit by a ghost cultivator not long ago and most of his life energy was taken away. Wu Guiyun jumped off the village wall without any hesitation.
It's not that he's not afraid of death, it's that he knows he has no choice. As a member of the branch line of the Wu family, his status is not as good as that of the main lineage. Now that his life is not long, if he still wants his wife, children and children to survive, he can only obey the orders honestly.
When he reached the edge of the restriction, with only about ten feet left, Wu Guiyun stopped subconsciously. After a moment of hesitation, he looked back at the gate tower.
Thinking of his family, he gritted his teeth and moved on. Wu Guiyun approached the edge of the restriction, his sight passed through the heavy pale fog, and he finally saw the image of the person coming, and found a young man wearing a black robe.
Although this person has an expressionless face, his appearance can be called
"A phoenix looks like a dragon", it can be said that it is not inferior to the large descendants of the aristocratic families he saw in the old days. The feeling in my throat was finally let go.
Wu Guiyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The man opposite him was obviously a living person, and he was suspected to be from a prominent family.
In Middle-earth, background is almost equal to strength. The more noble the monk, the stronger the strength. It is not surprising that such a noble person has the ability to travel through the dark night.
"Wunan Wu Guiyun, I wonder who the senior is?"
"The Wu family in Wunan? I've never heard of it. My surname is Chen Dan, whose name is the word "dong". Can you let me stay there for one night? By the way, I also want to ask you about something." Lu Zhong glanced at the tuberculosis monk in front of him. , deliberately leaking an aura equivalent to foundation-building cultivation, and replied in a dull voice.
"It turns out it's Senior Chen. The Wu family is just a Han clan. It's natural that Senior hasn't heard of it!" Wu Guiyun sensed the aura, and his attitude became more respectful, and said: "As for your request, Senior, this matter, Junior I cannot be the master, but I hope you will forgive me. Please wait here for now while I allow the junior to report to the clan leader."
"Go, go and come back quickly." Lu Zhong said calmly. Looking at the figure who quickly turned around and ran towards the village wall as if he was on the verge of amnesty, he remembered that today was a special day.
It has been exactly half a year since I passed the high-walled secret passage and came to Middle-earth. What I saw and heard on the road can only be described as hell on earth.
Corpses piled up into mountains, thousands of people were silent and deserted. In the vast land, there are only those who have lost their souls and ghost cultivators who are like flies.
One can't help but wonder what happened here. These two pose no threat to Lu Zhong. He has tried to get the information he wants to know through their mouths, but all of them have failed.
The former has no intelligence at all, is full of aggression towards living beings, and without souls, even soul-searching techniques are useless.
The latter didn't know that it was due to excessive Yin Qi that corroded their brains. They were all confused and couldn't get much information out of them.
Nowadays, it is rare to meet a living person, so there is no reason to miss it. Soon, a group of people came out of the village.
At this moment, Wu Renxun was walking at the front of the crowd, his eyes falling on the self-proclaimed
The cultivator "Chen Dong" sensed the opponent's cultivation in the early stages of foundation building, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I am in the late stage of foundation building. Even if this person is really from a wealthy family, my strength can still hold his head above him." But he soon thought that the other party was only in the early stage of foundation building, but he dared to travel outside alone. He was probably pregnant with something. Protective spiritual objects such as talismans, and the confidence that had just arisen in the heart suddenly disappeared as if a basin of ice water was poured on it.
Wu Renxun then thought again, with the Wu family in such a state of decline, the other party had nothing to gain. The only things that have some value are some martial arts books and the remaining tens of thousands of spiritual stones.
if
If "Chen Dong" wants it, just give it to him. On the left and right is a living person, who seems to be a righteous monk.
It is unlikely to kill people randomly. Therefore, by allowing the other party to stay overnight, it is actually the Wu family that takes advantage. With such a helper in the foundation building period, the safety tonight can be a little more guaranteed.
Thinking of this, he rushed with a smile on his face
"Chen Dong" said: "Wu Renxun in Wunan, please come in, Fellow Daoist Chen!" He welcomed Lu Zhong into the packed lobby of Wubao. This was supposed to be Wu Renxun's overnight residence tonight, and now it is suitable for entertaining distinguished guests.
The guests and hosts were seated, and tea was quickly served. The two officially started talking.
"I don't know where my friend came from and where he is going?" Wu Renxun said with a smile.
"Where's the origin? It's not convenient to tell you at the moment. Sorry! I came here rashly this time just to find out how to get to the Xianling Sect now." Lu Zhong said the prepared words.
"It doesn't matter, but the Xianling Sect mentioned by fellow Taoists is located in the southern territory of Guimiao, and the place we are now in is in the north of the mountain, which is the western territory of Guimiao. It is hundreds of thousands of miles away. If it were in the past, it would be That’s all, with my fellow Taoist’s current cultivation level, I’m afraid…” Wu Renxun lightly twisted his long beard and frowned.
After he said this, he continued: "I don't think it's better than this. Fellow Taoist, it's better to go with my Wu family and go to Qingbufang together. Even if you are unlucky later, you really encounter a lost soul who cannot be solved, or you encounter a lost soul who cannot be solved." Those vicious ghost cultivators should take care of each other." Lu Zhong remained silent.
In his heart, he was secretly thinking that Wu Renxun's words were in line with his wishes. So he agreed without any hesitation.
Afterwards, the two of them talked by candlelight at night, and Lu Zhong asked everything he wanted to know one by one, and finally had a basic understanding of the place in the north of the mountain where he was currently.
I also got a map by the way. ...a peaceful night. Early the next morning, the Wu family's motorcade continued to set off.
Lu Zhong was placed on a beast cart, and there were two 28-year-old maids inside. They looked pretty, and they had the first or second level of Qi refining.
After some conversation, we learned that they were actually sisters, and they were singers raised by the Wu family.
In their words, the two women were full of hints. If it weren't for Lu Zhong's identity, he would have taken the initiative to take off his clothes.
Lu Zhong knew what they were thinking. It's nothing more than being in troubled times and looking for a safe place to rely on.
Ignoring the two women, Lu Zhong sat up quietly with his eyes closed, and thoughts began to swirl in his heart, thinking about the purpose of his trip.
On the one hand, it is natural to want to understand
The severity of the "soul-losing syndrome" will have an impact on the world of immortality cultivation in China, especially on the Gui Miao Sect. This is related to how he will make decisions in the future. On the other hand, he is also preparing to treat it as a journey to see if he can take advantage of it. Get some opportunities to go further on the road.
Due to the constant encounters with lost souls, the convoy moved forward slowly, and from time to time it had to take a long detour to avoid the danger ahead.
We went like this until noon, then we chose a place to rest temporarily. This place was originally a manor, and it can be seen that it was once an idyllic place with slender roads and fertile fields.
But as the disaster came, all the mortals living here were killed and injured, and they were completely reduced to death. Only the dry seedlings in the sandy soil were left, still telling people about the past prosperity of this place.
I don't know if time turned around, but the Wu family actually found a buried grain depot in the ruins of the manor. The prohibition circle was not damaged, so the rice and grain inside were well preserved.
After some inventory, it was found that not only were there more than 70,000 kilograms of ordinary rice, but also several thousand kilograms of spiritual rice, which was a small surprise.
After such an episode, and as they got closer and closer to their destination, the atmosphere in the team finally became a lot more lively.
After marching for another half day, the team chose a place to spend the night. But this time, the Wu family was not as lucky as last night.
The convoy came to a hilly area. Most of the hills here were more than ten feet high. There were still terraces developed by mortals in the past. However, except for the ruins of villages, there were no safe places nearby.
Seeing that the sun was about to set and the dangerous night was approaching, Wu Renxun, the leader of the clan, had no choice but to issue an order to camp on the spot.
However, as soon as the convoy started setting up camp, Lu Zhong sensed that a large number of living people appeared in the northwest direction, and the highest spiritual energy fluctuation was only in the middle stage of foundation building.
Since he didn't sense the threat, he simply ignored it. Not long after, magic fireworks lit up over there.
After some communication between the two parties, Lu Zhong learned that it was actually a family convoy with Qingbufang as its destination just like the Wu family. However, they were not from Wunan Mansion, but from Guangyuan next door. The Lin family in the mansion.
According to the head of the Lin family, Guangyuan Mansion was attacked by ghost cultivators not long ago and was completely destroyed after the death of the real person in charge.
They also escaped from death and lost most of their clan members before they managed to escape.
