I have to say that the scenery of this era is still excellent. The river is wide, and the green mountains in the distance can be seen from time to time!

Such a style has long disappeared in his previous life. Unfortunately, he has no talent for painting and cannot be described!

Otherwise, he would not know how many paintings he could leave along the way.

Of course, wouldn’t the camera be better if you have a mobile phone?

When I arrived somewhere on the day, I saw that the river water became narrower and the river water was turbulent. Countless boatmen on the river were pulling boats upstream.

However, Zhou Tunan took this boat straight downstream and couldn't use a boatman.

At this moment, a whimper suddenly came, and a steamship was emitting black smoke and sparks, and was coming towards him as he was about to rise up against the current.

For a moment, there were a lot of exclamation everywhere on the river: "This is the ghost ship of the Westerners, this is the ghost ship of the Westerners... Do you see that the ship is spitting fire!

The Westerners' ghost ships have the fire ghosts of hell pulling the ship, so they run so fast!"

Zhou Tunan was stunned to hear this kind of discussion and just felt incredible, he saw many sailors who really believed it.

Whether on the river bank or on the decks of some ships, people knelt down and kowtowed to the steam ships one after another.

"It's just a steamboat, is that what?"

Zhou Tunan didn't know that when he was shocked, there was also a second-rank official in an official boat on the river not far away, and he was also watching the scene of the steam ship moving upstream.

Of course, this second-rank official would not be like a foolish man and a foolish woman. He really believed that the ships of the Westerners were just ghost ships.

He just murmured to himself: "How can we fight against the Westerners who are so powerful? How can we fight against the Westerners who are so powerful?"

After saying it twice, suddenly my chest hurts, and a mouthful of blood spurts out, falling down softly.

The model guards around him saw him and surrounded him: "Sir, sir... Lord Hu, are you okay!"

But I saw that Lord Hu had already fallen into a coma and was as angry as a wanderer.

The ships were about to go wrong.

One goes north and the other goes south.

Zhou Tunan didn't know what happened on the official ship.

But his mood still became extremely heavy.

He is a time traveler, reincarnated from an era of advanced technology and strong national strength to this world.

He was not afraid of foreigners who were still in the era of matchlin and steam engines.

Even the modern history learned in books in previous lives and the various Westerners who have heard of in this life are not very real to him, and they have the feeling of watching flowers through the fog.

However, what I saw today made Zhou Tunan truly know the huge gap between this era and the Westerners!

Even if Zhou Tunan pursues these things...

He died of cancer and illness in his previous life. What he pursues in this life is practice and immortality!

Things like the world on earth should have nothing to do with him.

However, at this moment, the experience along the way also made Zhou Tunan vaguely realize: "Even if we are practicing practitioners, we are pursuing freedom and transcendence.

However, after all, we still live in this world and will still be influenced by the world!

I am afraid that sooner or later I will be involved in this world!”

If you want to subdue the demonic disaster and protect your own path, you must have supreme magical powers!

"Those people in Taixuan Palace, swords and guns were put into the warehouse, and horses were left in the Nanshan Mountain for too long, and they could no longer recognize the danger.

All of the disciples believed that they were Qingliu Lingjing, but they didn't even learn the means of attacking and escorting the guards. Once danger came, they would probably be over. I can't be like them!

When you arrive at Taiping Yizhuang, you have to find ways to learn the self-defense magic!

I have the nine-colored clear lotus, and I can not only practice the magic of the Qingliu Spirit Cultivation, but also the magic of the Tumor Fallen Evil Cultivation, I can also practice it!"

When it comes to the ability to kill and fight, the turbid and evil cultivation is far better than the Qingliu Spiritual cultivation!

The steam ship gradually faded away, leaving black smoke in the air and never dissipated in the river wind for a long time.

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...

"This is Taiping Yizhuang!"

A few days later, Zhou Tunan had arrived at his destination.

He looked up and saw a mountain full of pine trees ahead, and a charity village was located on the hillside.

Some wild gravestones can also be seen between the surrounding pine forests.

The environment is quite desolate and gloomy!

"This is Taiping Yizhuang? You don't need to look at it and you will know that the evil spirit is strong. It's really a good place to refine evil spirits!"

As he said this, he strode towards the charity village, alarming a lame old man basking in the sun in front of the charity village.

The old man had an ugly face and had a lame leg. He looked very strange and had a faint stinking corpse on his body. He obviously dealt with the corpse every day!

Zhou Tunan came forward and reported to his home: "I came from Taixuan Palace. I came to take over the place of Dao Ren Qian here and presided over this Taiping Yizhuang!"

Yizhuang is a charity organization, divided into public and private.

This Taiping Yizhuang is run by the official.

In this world where Taoist Dharma shows saints, evil spirits are rampant, and there are even more zombies. However, Taoists need to be in charge of the affairs of the Yizhuang!

The old man bowed and said, "It turns out that he is a new Taoist! The county has already notified him, and the room has been prepared for the new Taoist. You just need to move in!"

Zhou Tunan frowned and asked, "Where is Dao Ren Qian? You have to hand over it with me, right?"

Although this lame old man knew that Zhou Tunan was the new Taoist in charge of this charity village, he was not afraid and said, "Taoist Qian? He is dead!"

Zhou Tunan was shocked and asked, "How did he die?"

"Don't you know?" The old lame man asked back, looked at Zhou Tunan and said, "I don't know, he is missing!"

Missing? What does it mean?

The lame old man said, "Five days ago, Dao Ren Qian said he went to the town to help people do rituals, but he never returned. He has not come back yet.

The Taoist in charge left the charity village for three days and could only die!

Xin Taoist, I see that you are young, why can’t you think about this Taiping Yizhuang? In the past two years, three Taoist people have died here!

I'm afraid that someone has offended to be sent to such a place, right?"

Zhou Tunan's heart sank and asked, "All three Taoists died? How did they die?"

Lao Wang said, "The first Taoist was sick and died suddenly in the middle of the night.

The second Taoist went to the city to buy medicine and met a group of Western missionaries. Those people said that he was an indigenous wizard, heretic, etc., so they directly asked the red-haired soldiers to kill them with muskets!"

Zhou Tunan's heart became more and more sensational. He probably knew what was going on with the death of the first Taoist.

It should be because of inadvertent practice, the evil spirit enters the heart and dies.

Over the years, the turbid currents of the evil cultivation have been a negligence. They lose their minds and their minds and die suddenly.
Chapter completed!