The sun has not risen yet.

The sky is bright and clear,

There are only vague outlines of distant mountains.

Xuan Qing led the big black horse out of the abandoned village. Behind the carriage were Xuan Jue, Xuan Zhao and Su Wu.

He led the big black horse to the entrance of the village, and the three people following the carriage joined him in untying the reins and bridle of the big black horse in a tacit understanding.

"Let's go. If you go west from this way, you can survive." Xuan Qing patted the big black horse's head and told it a few words, regardless of whether it could understand it or not.

Subsequently,

He walked behind the big black horse's butt and slapped the big black horse's butt hard!

Snapped!

The sound is crisp and clear.

The big black horse was frightened, neighed several times, and started running. It ran for a distance, then turned around and wanted to run back. Xuanqing flicked the whip in his hand, and the whip whipped the air and made a crackling sound.

The big black horse was so frightened that he did not look back and ran away with all four hooves.

Xuanqing threw away the whip, took the reins of the horse, and pulled the carriage towards the hazy mountains.

His two junior brothers and nephew Yang Zhen have all sat back on the carriage.

The big brother's feet are faster than the big dark horse,

Now rush on at full speed,

The scenery on both sides of the road turned into colorful strips of light.

None of the people in the carriage spoke.

After all, the journey of Maoshan witchcraft was full of difficulties and obstacles. At the moment, everyone was concentrating on dealing with the final difficulty, and there was no thought of chatting.

Xuanzhao hung the dying talisman of the Maoshan witch master around his neck.

When the destiny talisman is damaged,

He can get the news as soon as possible.

but,

Although there are many cracks on the destiny talisman at this time, the destiny talisman still looks relatively strong, and it will take some time for it to be truly damaged.

Xuanqing pulled the carriage and ran for about half an hour.

Sun rise,

The mountains ahead, which seem far away in the horizon, are coated with a layer of gold.

Under the mountains,

Houses are lined up one after another, arranged in a relatively flat area at the foot of the mountain.

Many houses and buildings gathered together to form the most prosperous city in Samaodi.

This city is now deserted,

The smell of corpses rushed into Su Wu's nose in waves with the wind blowing around.

Xuan Qing stopped.

On the road ahead of him,

Corpses fell one after another on the official road out of the city. Many of the corpses had taken on the shape of a 'giant'. The pools of corpse water soaked into the tamped loess on the official road, making the soil soft and muddy.

Su Wu and others jumped off the carriage and gathered around Xuan Qing, observing the corpses around them.

"A small number of corpses died because their heads were cut in two.

Most of the corpses have no obvious scars on the body surface -" Su Wu came to a rough conclusion after examining several corpses. He squatted next to a corpse that had not yet shown a giant state, and picked up the corpse hanging from his waist.

with a horn dagger, peeling off the clothes of the corpse,

Put the dagger against the corpse's throat and completely cut open the corpse's chest, upper and lower abdomen.

The belly of the corpse is slightly bulging,

As Su Wu's dagger passed by, a stream of corpse water spurted out.

Completely open the chest, upper and lower abdomen of the corpse,

Several Taoist priests from Maoshan Wu also gathered over.

They observed the organs, texture, and bones of the corpse.

"The degree of corruption of this corpse is not high. It has not been dead for a long time. Although the internal organs are corrupted, it is not serious." Xuan Jue frowned and spoke, "The internal organs of the corpse are relatively well preserved and there are no obvious injuries.

."

He looked at Xuan Qing beside him.

Xuan Qing nodded and sighed: "They died under the murderous rules of the Zhongzu. These people with intact bodies were either cut off by the Dao... all the cause and effect of their past and future, or they were directly killed.

Cut off Hun'er and cut off his Qi."

"At that time, the Suffering God, the Lord of Suffering, filled the realms of the ten directions, always using his divine power to save all sentient beings from being lost..."

Xuan Jue recited "The Sutra of the Supreme Being to Save the Suffering" in a low voice.

Xuanzhao took out a charm from his bag and threw it on the corpses piled on the road.

The spell instantly burned into a ball of fire,

This ball of fire fell on a dead body, just like falling on kerosene. In an instant, the dead body and the surrounding corpses were all ignited. Soon the fire burned blazingly on this official road, sweeping away all the people.

Corpse.

"Let's go."

Everyone's mood is getting lower and lower,

The road ahead was blocked by dead bodies and flames, but the carriage was useless.

Xuan Jue then pulled the carriage into the fire and lit it. Everyone walked around the official road, passed through the city filled with the smell of corpses, and stopped at the foot of Maoshan Mountain.

"There are two ways to go to 'Yuntaiyuan' where I lived before. One is to cross the main road of 'Jintan', pass Lingguan Hall, Zhangtai and Yuhuang Hall, and go to 'Sanmao Taoist Hall'

, the single courtyard on the west side of Sanmao Taoist Temple is the 'Yuntai Courtyard'." Xuanqing looked up at the mountains of Maoshan Mountain.

Mountains and mountains wind forward,

A piece of red mist was billowing among the mountains.

Xuan Qing's eyes paused briefly on the red mist mixed with white phosphorus fire, he retracted his gaze and said: "The second road is not the main road.

Passing through "Xia Maoshan" and bypassing many deep forest paths, you can climb up the west wall of Sanmao Taoist Temple.

Climb over the wall and arrive at Yuntai Courtyard.

Both paths take about the same amount of time——"

Xuan Qing raised his head and pointed at the red mist that was still far away from everyone, and said: "That red mist - is Zhongzu, right? Judging from the place where it is tumbling and floating, it should be in the Taiyuan Hall.

Could it be that the headmaster stayed in the Taiyuan Hall?

No matter which way you take, on the way to Sanmao Taoist Temple, you can at least temporarily avoid having to meet Zhongzu."

The red mist between the mountains is the still frame of Zhongzu?!

After Su Wu heard what Xuan Qing said, he first looked at the old Taoist Xuan Zhao and saw Xuan Zhao nodding solemnly. Then he looked up at the red mist floating among the mountains. He looked at the red mist floating in the mountains across an unknown distance.

That red mist has no real feeling.

It’s just that I once heard Master Xuanzhao say that ‘Zhongzu’ has practiced the magic of demon body seeding to the point of almost becoming an immortal——

Feathering is equivalent to vaporization...

Now, Zhongzu has turned into a red mist, indeed he has almost become an immortal!

If he has experienced the ninth level of reincarnation, he will definitely be completely vaporized, and then he will have no idea how to resist it!

And at the moment, as long as we don't get close to that red mist, won't there be any serious problems for a while?

Su Wu lowered his head and observed the expressions of his uncles,

I noticed that they all looked at Hongwu with extremely solemn eyes.

——Things may not be as simple as he guessed.

"Let me tell you something.

Let’s see which way is better.” Su Wu said.

A pair of Ox Horn Master hexagrams from the Duan Gong Dharma lineage appeared silently in his hand.

The Taoists turned to look at Su Wu and looked at the pair of ox-horn hexagrams in Su Wu's hands in surprise. Old Taoist Xuan Zhao looked at it for a moment and said suddenly: "That Duan Gong you met when you went to the underworld?"

"yes."

Su Wu did not deny it.
To be continued...