"Senior Lu, I'll follow you." The bearded man was the first to respond.

"We'll leave too." Sure enough, the previous casual cultivators also responded.

For a moment, everyone present looked ugly, and many people even threw angry eyes at Chen Luo.

"Senior Lu, fellow Taoists, don't say anything angry." The octogenarian smiled awkwardly, wanting to be a peacemaker.

He didn't know that these people had already decided to leave.

Lu Yong just glanced at him, and had no intention of ease of speaking.

At this time, Bai Xiaoyun suddenly took a step forward, and Lu Yong and others subconsciously took a step back.

"Everyone has their own ambitions. Since you are leaving, we are not inconvenient to force us to stay. Please leave." Bai Xiaoyun said with a slightly narrow look on his eyes.

As he spoke, an invisible aura emanated, which immediately made all the monks present thrilled in their hearts.

His attitude was consistent with the calmness, and even stronger, and he even issued a direct order to expel guests.

Originally, many monks who had other thoughts did not dare to abandon their relatives directly because of Chen Luo's previous words and left with Lu Yong and the others. Now, when they saw Bai Xiaoyun's appearance, they immediately put away all their thoughts they shouldn't have.

After all, it is more reliable than a monk in the out-of-body stage.

Lu Yong looked around and saw that no one was following him except for the few people who had followed him before. He cursed in his heart, but he could only say respectfully: "That younger generation will say goodbye."

After saying that, he hugged his fists slightly and turned around and left with the people.

Chen Luo looked at the backs of the few people leaving, and did not feel any loss. He thought to himself: "If you stop breaking, you will suffer the chaos."

"They... are really leaving, what should we do next?" Chen Chuan asked only after the people walked away.

"When I recuperate for a few days and recover from my injuries, I sneaked into Wushan alone to find a path that could be passed through." Bai Xiaoyun said after pondering for a moment.

"There are many big monsters and trolls in Wushan. If you sneak in alone, the risk is too great." Chen Luo immediately frowned when he heard this.

"Yes, this move is too risky, inappropriate, inappropriate..." The others also dissuaded.

"There is probably no other way," Bai Xiaoyun pondered.

"I have another way here, I can give it a try." Chen Luo had already thought about it before and then said.

"What's the solution?" everyone asked hurriedly.

"Walk eastward and walk around the entire Wushan Mountains. Then go from Zhen Customs and then go northwest back to Chang'an, how about?" Chen Luo said.

After hearing this, everyone fell into deep thought.

"Although this is a very long way to go... it seems to be more safe." A man pondered.

"I haven't received any news of the fall of Zhen Customs for the time being..." Chen Chuan hesitated and hesitated.

"Now that the contacts between various places have long been cut off, who knows whether there has been any breakthrough there? We rushed over rashly, but I am afraid we will still have to lose the water." Another person also said worriedly.

"It's actually okay to do this. You don't know that Zhen Customs has special geology, and there are many underground cave passages eroded by underground rivers. We can sneak past the underground waterways at that time." Chen Luo explained.

Zhencus is located in Yuzhou, close to the East China Sea, and has never been to the sinking.

He has only seen the news about these underground river channels in the past from some ancient books, and now he says it more to stabilize people's hearts.

"If this is the case, it would be a good idea." Chen Chuan thought for a moment and nodded.

The others also thought this method was feasible and nodded and agreed.

"Since everyone has no objection, I will continue to set off after another half a day of rest." Bai Xiaoyun decided to make a final decision.

Without Lu Yong and others, plus the staff who had lost at Jianmen Pass before, there were only about twenty cultivators left in the entire team, and the ordinary people suffered heavy losses, leaving only more than a hundred people.

This team, whose morale was extremely low, set out on a roundabout way eastward under the leadership of Bai Xiaoyun.

...

Time flies, and it has been several months later.

In the boundary of Yuzhou, in a rolling mountain range, hundreds of huge green toads jumped and rushed in the forest one after another, overwhelming the dense forests in pieces and constantly stirring up smoke and dust.

The skin color of these green toads is like bronze, with densely packed poisonous glands, and a layer of powder crystals that look like copper rust, which drift all over the ground in the wind.

Wherever the powder lands, whether it is flowers, plants or trees, they wither and turn yellow in an instant, and even the soil on the ground is difficult to escape. It is stained with a layer of dark green marks and turns into wasteland.

However, on the back of a giant toad in the lead, a low-shaped old man sat cross-legged, wearing a very wide green robe, but was still bulging and bloated by his fat figure.

The old man had a rather ugly face, a wide and flat forehead, a flat nose, and a surprisingly large eyes. With a wide and thick toad mouth, he looked like an old toad became a sperm.

The old man held the Yuan in front of his body with both hands, as if he was meditating. Two large bags were bulging with his chin to his neck. As his breathing rhythm stretched and shrank, two dark green poisonous gas appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, a sharp roar suddenly came from above the old man's head, and then a huge shadow circled in the air and fell towards him.

The old toad put away his stance and looked up. He saw a huge golden eagle about a meter long stretching out its wings and slid towards him. When it was about to fall, its wings were closed, and its golden feathers were suddenly covered with flowing light, turning into a middle-aged man wearing a beaded golden crown.

The man looked quite handsome, with his eyebrows flying slanted into his temples, his eyes sharp and shiny. The curve of a hook nose was just right, and he didn't look at all sinister, but his expression was very cold.

"Fellow Daoist Falcon is so looking like he can't find those stray dogs?" The old toad spoke first and asked with a smile.

"Hmph, old toad, don't laugh at me. Your disciples are not all fooled by others. After searching for so long, they still couldn't find those people." The eagle-nosed man named Falcon Branch snorted coldly.

"Forget it, the purpose of our coming here is not to find those people, it is just some ants who are surviving. We have to go to the East China Sea to support us quickly. If we delay the effort, it will be really not worth the loss." The old toad was not angry when he heard this, but just waved his hand and persuaded him.
Chapter completed!