Cao Zhe looked at the sword presented by Li You and thought about it before holding it in his hand.
The aura of humanity wrapped around the sword actually exceeded Cao Zhe's original expectations.
"This amount is almost lower than the human luck accumulated by Zuo in the entire Ming Dynasty in the past hundreds of years in the world of Liaozhai! Of course, it is incomparable to the later Da Chu, but Da Chu was jointly run by Zhang Bairen and I. , the miraculous dynasty created cannot be taken lightly.”
"In the final analysis, it is because the actual level of this world is higher. Although the Tang Dynasty seems to be a little stretched, it is just because under the pressure of the evil surge, it can barely support itself to the point of being unsustainable. If it were five hundred years ago, At the beginning of the founding of the country, it was definitely not like this." Cao Zhe assessed in his mind.
At the same time, a little fingertip is transforming the humane energy of the sword into a more targeted and stretched aura of awe-inspiring energy.
Then he tore out half of the Haoran Qi and turned it into a white jade pendant hanging on his waist.
But he turned the remaining Haoran Qi into a brand and stamped it on the sword.
Put it back in Li You's hands.
"The sword is very good. I have already taken what I should have."
"Keep the rest yourself. If there is danger, even if you stand on the city with this sword, you only need to have the world in your heart and be open-minded. If you cut it with one sword, everything will be destroyed." After Cao Zhe said this, he had already shaken it. Sleeves, strode away.
Just now, while Li You was holding the sword, he used some small movements to notify the bad guys and the person carrying the body.
Those guys are not as easy to talk to as Li You, nor have such a soft personality.
Although Cao Zhe was not afraid of them, any verbal argument with these guys would be a meaningless argument.
After all, they had some kind of good intentions. Cao Zhe couldn't just punch them all because of others' good intentions to 'dissuade' him. That would really affect his elegant and upright image.
If Gouzi could hear Cao Zhe's voice at this moment, he might show a look of aggrievedness.
After bidding farewell to Li You, Cao Zhe took the wind at his feet and moved a thousand miles with one step.
After crossing the mountains and rivers, he also dispersed the evil surging in certain places and scattered them among the mountains, rivers and lakes. He attracted the power of the earth and ghosts to convert these evil surging breaths into various earth evil and evil spirits. The evil of the side door.
These evil spirits will flow naturally in the mountains and rivers of Datang, and then continue to actively absorb the power to transform the evil surges to complete more ferocious re-enactments.
After all, the evil force within the Tang Dynasty was actually sourceless water that had its roots cut off.
The transformed evil spirit is connected with the god that Cao Zhe transformed into, and has a root Qi.
Under the premise that there is no distinction between the two, there will naturally be more evil and less evil.
Of course, before the overall situation shows a large-scale advantage, if Jiuding's defense is broken, the situation will change dramatically.
"Far above the Yellow River, there is an isolated city in the Wanren Mountain. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not reach Yumen Pass." Standing in front of Yumen Pass, Cao Zhe could already smell the wind and sand outside the pass.
The huge Xiongguan was held there, like a lock, locking a portal on the border of the Tang Dynasty.
Gobi, desert, rivers, and lakes and beaches together constitute the "landscape" of Yumen Pass.
Although the setting sun is round over the long river, there is hardly any solitary smoke in the desert.
Even such a lonely scene is difficult to see in this desperate situation.
The Qilian Mountains in the distance are covered with snow, towering into the clouds, looking down at the vast land at their feet with a sacred and solemn look.
The cold wind and the dazzling light meet here, like two whips of ice and fire, alternating back and forth to whip the already unbearable dust.
After the bloody massacre of three thousand miles, the garrison at Yumen Pass increased several times, now as many as 30,000 people.
However, compared to the 10,000 guards killed by the evil demon, the actual combat effectiveness of these 30,000 guards was much weaker.
After all, most of them are recruits who have been recruited in a hurry.
There is no other way to do this. After all, even if evil spirits and martial arts are revitalized, the Tang Dynasty has still been exhausted for too long.
The loss of talents from generation to generation, and the purchase of bones from generation to generation in other places have already made people's livelihood dwindling and unsustainable.
Of course, among these defenders, the real key is the corpse-carrying men who are guarding them. They are the main force in resisting the evil demon's attack again.
Cao Zhe crossed Yumen Pass without revealing his whereabouts and without any hindrance.
Then, it passed through the protection of Jiuding shield.
The moment he left the border of Datang, Cao Zhe knew that his previous idea was not wrong.
The evil aura outside the Tang Dynasty was dozens or nearly a hundred times greater than that outside Chang'an City.
And here, still close to the Tang Dynasty, is not the thickest place where the evil aura is, let alone its source.
"Such deep evil is almost comparable to the evil aura in the Heavenly Palace."
"It's so strong and dense. If it had been this strong from the beginning, then the original expeditionary force, even with the inner armor refined by Jiuding, would never be able to withstand it for long."
"So... it should be that the concentration of evil surge has been continuously increasing over the years."
"Is there something releasing it?" Cao Zhe thought to himself.
Then he braved the wind and sand and walked on the long and endless deserted road without any trace of human beings.
Cao Zhe went straight to the west without any hurry.
Instead, we climbed the Qilian Mountains first.
On the Qilian Mountains, there were no evil monsters or corpses, and there were no living creatures except vegetation.
It seems that this place is already a restricted area of life.
"The Tang Expeditionary Army recorded two hundred and seventy-two years ago that there was a fragment of heaven in the Qilian Mountains. It fell here, and it always had the intention to die. No matter whether ordinary people or practitioners, when they hear the sound of death, they all want to die, and it is difficult to be evil. untie."
"Many people in the expeditionary force have searched for the heaven fragments here, hoping to extract the death sound from them to restrain the evil surge."
"I just went looking for the Dead Sounder, but none of them came back."
"If my prediction is correct, this fragment of heaven in the Qilian Mountains is the immortal tomb where one of the four protagonists, 'Sun Wukong', is buried."
"The immortals defend themselves to death and are not transformed by evil surges. Their central will condenses into a will to die, lingering, so they can barely resist the evil surges. But now that five hundred years have passed, no matter how strong the will is, it will be worn away. , but I don’t know if there are powerful immortal corpses in the immortal tomb that have transformed into evil corpses." Cao Zhe thought and listened carefully.
Listen to the call from the depths of this mountain.
After a while, Cao Zhe heard the 'call' as expected.
In this call, it feels like returning to the mother's arms for an instant, and the vitality and soul of the living beings are unconsciously guided by it, and will be absorbed and crushed by it.
Cao Zhe's mind was firm and his spirit was mellow, like an immortal elixir, unaffected at all.
But his pace was very fast, following the guidance, he penetrated through the intertwined gap between life and death, and broke into the mysterious tomb of the immortals.
This was the place he was 'destined' to arrive at. If he took the initiative to search for it, there would naturally be no obstacles.
