The granary watchtower was deathly silent.
The woman in red clothes had left, but everyone stayed in the same spot for a moment as they had just done. It was not until the gourd Taoist priest Du Boan Shiran sat down to meditate and recovered that the others sat down cross-legged one after another.
No one said a word, but the current result gave many people some bad premonitions.
As soon as Jiang Qingyun's hand skills were released, the flying sword in front of her fell into the scabbard behind her. She silently walked up to the red-robed child who was still standing there blankly, reached out and patted his head, then turned around and found a secluded corner. Meditate while sitting cross-legged.
Qianxue glanced at Luochuan's back and disappeared from the watchtower. The young female Taoist sat on the spot and resumed her breathing.
Luo Chuan came to the red-robed child, knelt down, raised his head, looked into his lowered eyes, saw the obvious tears on his face, and said softly, "You know? From as long as I can remember , just like you, I can’t remember my parents. Now, my father is no longer here, and so is my mother. Although I have met my father once, I don’t know how long I can remember his face. As time goes by, I can only remember his face. I'm afraid it will gradually fade away. People like us can't choose our origins, but fortunately... we can still choose how to live."
He stood up and left, but he heard the child in red robe behind him loudly say, "One day, I will see her again, and when that time comes, she must not do anything to me!"
Luo Chuan didn't look back, just smiled. He returned to the people sitting on the ground and clapped his hands. When everyone opened their eyes and looked at him, he said, "Seniors, we will leave Weiming City after one stick of incense. Everything else remains as usual."
Xiao Zhan
He looked at Song Guiyun and said nothing. On the other side, the old man with a long beard spoke, "Master Taishou, the chaos inside and outside Weiming City is in chaos at the moment. It is time to clean up. Why don't you and Master Ying stay here?" In charge of the overall situation, I will go south this time!"
"Exactly," Qin Wansong also advised, "Senior Sister Qingyun still bears the burden of going south this time. It is reasonable for the young master to live here. If the situation changes in the south, the young master and Master Ying can rush to help in time."
"I also left the Hun Tiansuo with the Grand Administrator, and I will teach you how to sail the boat," the old Taoist Chang Xu said through gritted teeth, "If you really need it, the Grand Administrator and Master Ying can rescue you in time, but You have to give it back to the Taoist afterwards."
Luo Chuan shook his head, "I have good intentions, but I don't believe in fate. It would be okay if I didn't go, but since she said so, why should I be afraid of walking a few hundred miles south?" He waved his hand and turned around. And leave, absolutely determined.
All the Taoist priests looked at each other, knowing that it would be difficult to persuade them, so they closed their eyes and adjusted their breaths.
After burning the incense, Jiang Qingyun silently stood up and went down to the watchtower, followed closely by the others. Qianxue returned to the granary at some unknown time and came to the open space of the granary with everyone. The old Taoist with a long beard took out the magic weapon from his arms, the Huntian Shuttle. It appeared and grew in size just like before, leaving only the government officials behind Yao Sanlang dumbfounded.
Luo Chuan finally smiled and nodded at Yao Sanlang, and jumped onto the Huntian Shuttle with everyone. The flying boat slowly rose into the sky until people on the ground were invisible to the naked eye, then it disappeared and flew towards the south!
Only the soldiers who were busy again in the granary were left, and the man standing there
The one who hasn't looked away for a long time is Yakuzaburo.
Heyu City is located directly south of Weiming City. The distance between the two cities is only more than two hundred miles, and there are many fields and fertile fields.
Zhang Xianzong, the elder brother of the Zhang brothers, looked at the scene under the white clouds and couldn't help but sigh and murmured, "It's a pity that there are so many good plain lands. After this winter, I'm afraid no one will be able to sow seeds again. It won't be long." , it’s just overgrown with weeds..."
His younger brother Zhang Enyou, who was sitting side by side with him, nodded, "The land is gone, but people still have to eat food."
Hearing this, Zhang Xianzong's face became increasingly sad.
There were all great monks on the shuttle. The two people didn't deliberately avoid talking, so naturally they all heard it, but no one said a word.
The long-bearded old Taoist concentrated on maneuvering the boat, Jiang Qingyun and Yingying closed their eyes and meditated, Qianxue and the young female Taoist looked quietly into the distance, and most of the Wangchuan sword cultivators were caressing the flying swords, just like the secular soldiers sharpening their spears in battle.
Luo Chuan glanced at the red-robed child sitting alone at the end of the shuttle and the demon Tushan captured by Song Guiyun. He ignored it and came to the Calabash Taoist priest who was also alone and sorting out his talismans. He did not ask him to turn on the soundproofing array and directly Said, "Master Bo'an, when Luo invited you to come together, he never expected that Yongchang would be so vicious now. Since the senior said that before, no matter what our plan is to go to Heyu City, No matter what, there will probably be a lot of variables. In this case, if the real person leaves at this time, Luo will have no complaints."
The Gourd Taoist Priest was indifferent when he heard what he said. He still carefully stacked the talismans drawn on various colored talisman papers one after another according to certain rules. He was very careful and also
It's very organized, he said while folding, "Look, Lord Taishou, this is the rule for stacking talismans that most of the monks in Tingfeng Pavilion use. Regardless of offense, defense, restriction, or other spells, each has its own place and function. This is his duty, so that no matter what situation he faces, he can deal with it easily." He raised his head and looked at Luo Chuan, his expression as usual, "So before every battle, you must be prepared to avoid missing any item. , it will be difficult to deal with it completely.”
Luo Chuan naturally understood the meaning of his words, but he still said, "Master Bo'an, this is not a test. As far as Tingfeng Pavilion is concerned..."
"Master Taishou," the gourd Taoist priest somewhat helplessly clicked on the talisman in front of him, and then patted the gourds beside his waist, "When it comes to the means of preserving life and survival, I am afraid that among all the people present, , there is no one more than me, why are you only worried about me? Or does the Grand Administrator think that I, a monk from Tingfeng Pavilion, cannot kill monsters?"
"Master Taishou, do you know that Tingfeng Pavilion is a well-known and upright sect in Hanzhou in the southwest. Most of the places where my disciples go out to practice are the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Over the past hundreds of years, countless good men have died in the mountains," he said when he saw Luochuan He pursed his lips and said nothing, then shook his head and said, "Besides, Du has not used his full strength once since he entered the Third Realm. Now, the surprise attack on Heyu City is such a grand event. No matter what, Du will not miss it."
"Master Du is right!" Zhang Biao, who was stroking his flying sword on the other side and seemed to be facing his own wife, heard the words and shouted, "A surprise attack on Heyu City should be regarded as a grand event. Even if you die under the city, future generations will You will never forget to wait for me!"
"Don't worry, it's someone else
"I have forgotten you, and the prefect will never forget you," the old Taoist with a long beard who was driving the shuttle couldn't help laughing when he heard what Zhang Biao said, "When the prefect regains Heyu City, I will stand at the city gate for you." Set up a stone tablet outside, with the word "Zhang Biao" written in big letters, and engrave it with a dragon tortoise to carry it. I guarantee that in another nine hundred years, someone will remember your name! "
All the Wangchuan sword cultivators burst into laughter, and even Zhang Biao himself scratched his head and laughed.
So Luochuan looked at these Taoist monks in front of him and suddenly became speechless.
He smiled and returned to his seat, sitting cross-legged and closing his eyes to rest.
Peace of mind.
