"The qi of the heavens is surging, and my Tao is prosperous... My Tao is prosperous..."

The rolling and weird rhyme flooded the bodies of Su Wu and others, and rushed towards the unknown land like a tide.

In this quiet and strange rhyme, only the whisper of the eldest brother Xuanqing intermittently sounded.

Wait until the weird rhymes completely cease,

Flocking to unknown areas.

Xuan Jue, Su Wu slowly opened his eyes.

The headless body of the old Taoist Master Xuanzhao fell on his back on the mountain steps. He was still holding the bag of bag firmly in his hand, but the peach blossom in the bag of bag had also withered.

——Xuanbi died with Xuanzhao.

Just now, the old Taoist Xuanzhao attracted Su Wu's attention with his last words.

So much so that Su Wu had never seen that Li Gui with his own eyes.

There is no concept of that strange thing in my heart.

But the senior sister Xuanbi whom he had always kept by his side did not obey Xuanqing's warning at the last moment - she did not kill any of her own memories of Junior Brother Xuanzhao, so she took this memory and was killed by the unknown Li Gui together with Xuanzhao.

Su Wu held up the old Taoist priest who was rolling in the weeds on the mountain steps,

Carefully put it together on the old Taoist priest's neck,

But it is hard to get over again.

There was still a very thin blood mark on the neck, which was shocking and could not be ignored by Su Wu.

His face was calm and he placed the withered peach blossom on Xuanzhao's chest, so that the old Taoist Xuanzhao's hands could hold the peach blossom on both sides of his hands.

Xuan Jue stood behind Su Wu,

The mysterious illumination of the golden and copper-colored face facing the ground,

His eyes were filled with unspeakable grief.

He pursed his mouth, and tears slid down from the face painted with gold, fainting a little bit of gold paint.

"Dust returns to dust, and earth returns to earth.

I will never see you again without my next life. Junior brother." Xuan Jue said softly. He approached Su Wu, bent down, and gently patted Xuan Zhao's shoulder.

He turned his face and looked at his senior brother Xuan Qing.

At this time, there were no tears on the face and the face was calm.

Xuan Qing's face was covered with tears.

The eldest brother looked at Xuanzhao on the ground with a faint expression. He frowned and looked at Su Wu with a little confused. Xuan Jue asked: "Who is this old Taoist priest? Are you a fellow disciple of Maoshan Witch?"

"yes.

A dying old Taoist priest of Maoshan witches." Xuan Jue replied calmly, his eyes darkened.

"is that so……"

Xuanqing murmured to himself, and he walked over and looked at Xuanzhao's body.

Tears couldn't stop rushing out of his eyes.

"I am also a fellow disciple. Although I am not close, I feel uncomfortable seeing him as he is so old and dies so miserably. I feel so uncomfortable..." Xuan Qing wiped his tears while explaining the reason for his tears.

He squatted beside Xuanzhao's corpse.

Crying loudly: "Who is he?

Why am I so uncomfortable?

Why does my heart hurt so much?!"

...

Xuanzhao's bag was carried on Su Wu's shoulders. Three Taoist priests in black walked on the long mountain steps and had already climbed down Maoshan and headed towards the "Sanmao Taoist Courtyard".

Xuanqing seems to have fully recovered.

He never had any memory of Junior Brother Xuanzhao.

Along the way, he talked about the various beautiful scenery of Maoshan Witch, his own experiences and experiences among these mountains.

But every time he was halfway through his own experiences decades ago, he would be confused for a moment, frown and ponder for a long time, and then shook his head in a delightful manner, stopping his words.

"Further forward, on that gentle slope, Sanmao Taoist Courtyard!"

Seeing a courtyard built between the gentle slopes of the mountains under the dead woods, Xuanqing's eyes showed nostalgia. He pointed to the courtyard with white walls and black tiles and continued to say to Su Wu, "I have lived here since I was a teenager. At that time, my master was devoted to practicing Taoism and didn't discipline me much. So I often climbed trees to dig birds and went down the river to catch fish. I had been very happy for several years.

Later, my master went down the mountain to travel,

I brought back junior brother Xuan Jue and junior sister Xuan Bi.

Both of them are silent in character, and they are both as loyal as their master, devoted themselves to practicing Taoism and ignore foreign affairs.

Most of the time I am still alone and start to frequently go to and from the training room of the Nanzang Library.

Then,

There is a small county called Qianlingxi at the foot of the mountain that was attacked by Li Gui, and the master carried a child back...

Later…”

Xuanqing frowned again.

Su Wu then said, "Don't think about those things. Master Xuanqing should think carefully about where the handwritten copy of "Mr. Baiyun's Collection of Truths" is located in Sanmao Daoyuan."

“So what’s there to think about?

Just hidden on the beam of the woodshed, I don’t even have to recall memories.” Xuan Qing waved his hand.

However, Su Wu's words finally diverted his attention.

He no longer immersed in recalling the past, and led the way ahead, leading the three of them to the Sanmao Palace.

In the sky,

The red mist floating among the mountains of Maoshan Mountain,

I don't know when it's gone.

The three of them entered the Sanmao Taoist Court and saw the corpses of Taoist priests wearing various Taoist robes all over the ground.

When the three of them saw the dead bodies, their expressions were much more subsided.

Many corpses in the Xuanqing Dynasty bowed and saluted, and then said, "There will be only one fire here later, otherwise the epidemic will be breeding and attracting the miraculous cause."

Xuan Jue nodded and chanted the "Taishang Sutra for Sacrifice" in a low voice.

‘Yuntaiyuan’ is on the west side of Sanmao Dao.

The three of them walked through the alleys and alleys of Sanmao Daoyuan. Xuanqing was familiar with the road ahead. Soon, he arrived at a door with two black painted wooden doors.

Above the two black painted doors,

There was a door hanging with the words "Yuntaiyuan".

Xuanqing was in front and pushed the door open and walked into the yard.

Su Wu followed him.

Xuan Jue followed last,

It was like a thin Buddha, standing at the door and covered the door with the flow.

He looked at Su Wu in front of him with a faint expression, and Xuan Jue, the senior brother Xuan Qing who had already walked to the door of Yuntaiyuan's woodshed, opened his mouth, but no sound was made in his mouth.

The strange charm of killing everything came from outside the two doors behind him!

The strange rhyme is overwhelming,

The gatehouse of Yuntaiyuan was cut into two sections.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! The first half of the chapter collapsed,

The body of Xuan Jue who was standing still at the door was flooded.

Dust and smoke are everywhere.

Outside the collapsed gatehouse,

The red mist mixed with white phosphorus fire appeared and disappeared.

A mottled brass sword covered with rust and blood. The traces formed strange patterns and attached to the surface and flew up from the rolling smoke and dust.

The red mist mixed with white phosphorus fire also spread out in Sanmao Dao Court.

The dead bodies were all swept into the red mist.

The sound of chewing appeared and disappeared in the red mist.

The corpses of Taoist people in the Sanmao Taoist Court disappeared.

Only blood was left, and the rotten corpse water was spread on the tiles of the Taoist yard.
To be continued...