"Xiao Shigu has just succeeded as the head of Wudang. If there was no major incident, he would definitely not go down the mountain in person. He also brought thirty disciples?

There are only 6 or 700 people in the Tai Chi Palace in Wudang. Except for those who travel outside and those who have trouble in the country, there are not many disciples who are always on the mountain...

Coupled with the emergency dispatch and maintaining Wudang’s own operations and safety, has the little master brought out all the main forces he can lead?”

"The master is still practicing in the Prince's Cave, so... Is the little master who led the team alone this time?"

"The way of talismans in sexual cultivation is powerful, but without a powerful sword cultivator as an auxiliary, you may not have the opportunity to complete talismans, and... in some extreme terrain environments, talismans are unavailable."

Xia Ji looked at his body that was still compressing, and it was obviously not suitable to go out.

In addition, he was also disgraced when something happened outside.

Just waiting for the little master to use the seal to invite him, it was obviously quite passive.

What should I do?

The outside world is so dangerous and so dark that even he himself does not have much confidence, let alone the little master?

Suddenly,

Xia Ji's expression moved.

So he asked A Zi for paper and pen, and then found a flat and slightly wet stone.

Press the stone surface with your left hand.

Brush ~~~

Pale flames flowed out of the palm of the palm, covering the stone surface.

In an instant, all the water on the stone surface evaporated.

After a fog, the stones have become dry.

Only then did Xia Ji spread the paper on the stone.

The first body presses the paper with the left hand and the right hand starts writing letters on the paper.

The second body, which had not yet been compressed, grabbed a skewer of grilled fish in his left hand, and a gourd wine in his right hand, which was often brought into his mouth.

Perhaps because of the unfinished reason, although Xia Ji had four heads and four sides, except for the first body that could open his eyes, the other four bodies still closed their eyes, looking like they were still sleeping or half asleep and half awake.

Seeing that the master was working hard, A Zi kept feeding him big, sweet, watery and full grapes.

Soon, the letter was finished.

Xia Ji took out the halibut jade pendant as a token and pressed it on the letter, and then handed it to A Zi.

Although the flounder jade pendant can be contacted by Mingshantong at a certain distance,... his current appearance is obviously not suitable for contacting anyone.

When A Zi received the letter, she spread her legs and ran quickly towards the forward mountain.

...

...

Wudang, the connection between the front and back mountains is just a small valley.

A Zi will naturally not reveal her Vajra Zhuozi in front of outsiders.

She ran far away and stopped in front of a wooden house in the small valley, about to knock on the door.

The door has been opened.

The "little palace maid" in the door looked outside with a dull face.

A Zi said: "Miss Ming, I...I am the master's little demon slave. The master asked me to hand over this letter to you."

"Little Palace Maid" took the letter, looked at it slightly, and then handed back the flounder jade pendant. He asked nothing, but said, "Okay."

A Zi was very happy and praised: "Miss Ming is such a good person."

The "little palace maid" had no interest in talking, but just nodded slightly and closed the door.

A Zi completed the task and returned happily.

Suddenly,

She seemed to remember something and showed a shock.

If she remembered correctly, the clothes, shoes and even headdresses on this girl Ming had never been replaced, just like her dull and stiff expression that would never be replaced.

No,

Rather than saying that it hasn't been replaced, it's better to say that it hasn't taken off at all.

Despite this, she couldn't smell the stinky smell, but instead had a strange fragrance.

It was not long before A Zi left the wooden house.

The door of the wooden house opened again.

The "little palace maid" walked out of the valley with an ordinary sword on her back.

The content of Xia Ji's letter to her was very simple, and he asked her to help Yu Qingzhu.

Where was Yu Qingzhu and what she did, but she didn't say anything.

However, Mingshan Tong doesn't care.

If she wants to find someone, no matter where she hides, it will be useless.

The mountain fog gradually rose, and the figure of the little palace maid gradually disappeared and disappeared.

...

...

A few days later.

The remnants of Shenyin Mountain.

All entrances to the mountain have been blocked.

Although Master Qingzhu only brought thirty Taoist priests, when passing Fengming Mountain City, the local government urgently allocated two thousand armored soldiers to accompany him. Now the two thousand armored soldiers have been divided into many teams and cooperated with the Taoist priests to block the important roads into the mountain together.

This place is a barren mountain and there are few passers-by on weekdays, so it is enough for two thousand armed soldiers to cooperate with ten Taoist priests.

Master Qingzhu brought the remaining twenty Taoists into the mountains to investigate.

After all, Chenyin Mountain is the closest among many places where there are accidents.

The soldiers didn't agree, but soon... they began to notice the weirdness.

All living things here, whether animals or plants, are starting to look a little weird.

Someone heard trees whispering.

Someone felt something peeking at them from a distance.

And if someone goes to the large number in the distance alone, it will never come back.

If someone searches for it, it will disappear.

It seems that as long as you deviate from the campfire and escape from the light, you will no longer be safe.

Some soldiers who did not believe in evil volunteered to explore, but once they entered the darkness, they completely disappeared without a trace.

In this way, everyone is in danger.

Everyone stayed in the camp and stopped going out.

If there is a convoy who wants to take a shortcut or passers-by arrive, a soldier will come forward and order him to leave quickly.

But the night is getting deeper...

Master Qingzhu has also entered the mountains for two days and two nights, without any news.

This mountain pass is like the huge mouth of a monster.

Dark, dangerous, treacherous...

No one knows what is inside, and no one knows what is going on in the darkness.

The soldiers had long passed the initial casualness, and now no matter what they do, at least ten people are walking with them.

At this time, broth was being boiled on the bonfire racks, and dozens of people were surrounded by each bonfire.

The second senior brother of the ninth generation of disciples, Guzi Hua, is a Taoist nun with a rather iceberg temperament. It is a high-quality version imitated by Yu Qingzhu. At this time, she was looking at the distance with concern by a bonfire.

It was obviously May, but after nightfall, it was still inexplicably cold.

She was watching in vain, and suddenly, the back of her neck became cold.

A scream came from my ears.

"it sleets."

“What a big hail!”

"It looks like a pigeon egg!!"

It was already summer in early May, and the weather had already begun to heat up. Hail was coming, but it was an abnormality.
To be continued...