"Hu" The breeze gently blew across the withered grassland, curling a few dry grass leaves.

The sky was gloomy at this moment, like the clouds of lead blocks were pressing very low, just like Li Huowang's mood at this moment.

After these days of hard work, he has arrived in Qingqiu, but can he really be called Qingqiu?

In the past, a green silk-like blanket was gone, replaced by dry and yellow dry grass.

This situation is worse than what he had before. If the grass was just yellow before, then the grassland now seemed to be about to die, and he couldn't help but worry about Sun Baolu.

However, compared to Qingqiu, Li Huowang's own big trouble has not been solved yet, and he has not had the time to care about what is going on.

As Li Huowang gently clamped his legs towards the horse's belly, the handsome horse with the talisman attached to the talisman headed towards the city in the distance.

It was the city capital of Qingqiu. What was the specific name? Li Huowang remembered that someone told him once, but he didn't remember it now. The only thing he remembered was the solid cow dung and sheep dung road on the ground.

Although the Khan from Qingqiu went to the battlefield in person, there was obviously someone in charge of this city full of livestock smell.

As soon as Li Huowang walked into the city gate, several Qingqiu cavalrymen staring at Gao Hong's hat blocked his way.

He didn't open his mouth, and a low voice came from the abdomen of the cavalry. "Where are you? Where are you going?"

Li Huowang took out the waist sign from Daliang Si Tianjian and threw it over, then pointed his hand at the majestic temple in the distance. "I have something to do with you Master of Zhongyin Temple."

Just as these cavalry carefully checked the waist sign thrown by Li Huowang, the people onlookers made a way out and crawled on the ground with their bodies prostrated.

Soon two rows of lamas wearing black fur coats folded their hands together, walked slowly past them, and came to Li Huowang.

They are obviously also from Qingqiu, with dark skin and thin body, but they are all old people without exception, and they are all old people with old spots or wrinkles on their faces, almost close to the action of the wood.

When Li Huowang was in Qingqiu, he saw such a lama once. It seemed that Zhongyin Temple knew his identity and sent someone to pick him up.

They didn't say anything, bowed to Li Huowang, turned around and walked towards the pinnacle Zhongyin Temple.

Li Huowang took a look and had already dismounted and did not dare to have any unruly cavalrymen. He turned around and followed the lamas.

A tentacle stretched out from his red Taoist robe and forced the waist card back from the cavalry's hands.

Li Huowang followed these old lamas and walked past a large number of herders crawling and kneeling towards the Zhongyin Temple, and walked along the stairs into the interior.

Although the appearance of Zhongyin Temple looks extremely majestic, it is very empty inside, and there are no extra Buddha statues. It is more of various leather murals and various pagodas in the shape of pointed cones.

These leather murals have all kinds of strange content, and they all have paintings, and the period seems to have something to do with the myth of immortality.

However, Li Huowang did not forget what he was here for. He asked the old lama who led the way, "I am looking for all the masters this time, and I want to ask you for help."

The lamas did not speak. They seemed to have known something for a long time. They continued to walk into the temple with Li Huowang and passed through the lively debate venue. They finally stopped at the house at the deepest part of the Zhongyin Temple.

The old lama spoke into the inside, and there were voices in the room to respond, but they were all Qingqiu dialect, and Li Huowang didn't understand a word at all.

But soon, Li Huowang understood again. "Marantine Li, I have long admired him. Daming." As the extremely weak voice sounded, the dark palace door slowly opened, revealing the dark layout inside.

When Li Huowang had just walked in, he saw several mummies wearing cockscomb caps hanging on the neck with ropes hanging on the beams inside the house.

Although their faces looked like skeletons were covered with skin, judging from the gorgeous monk robes and various exquisite bone jewelry on their bodies, the status of these mummies was very high in the Zhongyin Temple.

Not only is the room not smelly, but it is also full of various scents that are greasy.

Li Huowang looked up at these things, regardless of whether they were dead or alive, and said straight to the point: "Since I know me, I'll tell you a long story. I'm having a stubborn disease today. Now I need a medicine in Fengdu to help me. A junior brother said, "You seem to be familiar with that, so please take me to Fengdu."

Feng is the territory of the Death Siming Kui, and as long as it is involved with Siming, it is troublesome. If you are not familiar with the place, Li Huowang did not intend to take risks himself.

He had already met the Lion Dance Palace last time before, so he didn't want to do it again.

Since the Zhongyin Temple worships death itself, and since the Yin Temple is now dealing with the Dharma with them, there is no reason why I don’t want to find a way to ask them to help.

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Huowang saw a mummy on the left, swaying slightly from left to right with a creaking sound.

"No? None of this can do it?"

"No, Zhenren Li, can you tell that Fengdu is not a living Jiali?" His words seemed to be mixed with some things that Li Huowang couldn't understand.

"Of course I know. I will find a living person and I will come back to ask you for help."

"It is easy to go to Fengdu, but if you go, you may never get out."

"No, my friend has been there before, it's not as mysterious as you said. Then you can just take me with the wheel."

Li Huowang remembered that Yang Xiaoxiao went in in a daze, but he finally had to come out.

Although he has the help of Hongzhong, can he be so poor that he is now, in this matter, he is not as good as a young boy?

"Master Li, today is different from the past. We say so for your own good. Let's go back."

Hearing this, Li Huowang frowned, "Why is it different from the past? Is there something wrong with Fengdu during this period?"

"The big black sky moved. It should have died forever at the bottom of the Qingqiu, and it should not have moved." Another mummy spoke.

"What did you say?" Li Huowang felt a little uneasy when he heard this. The big black sky in his mouth might be the Death Si Mingkui.

"We have stood in Qingqiu for generations to sacrifice people and animals, giving to our hearts, giving to our bodies, and giving to our empty things, so that the Great Hei Tian can rest assured. "

"Maybe it's fate that he has left his previous seat in Daheitian."

"What does Da Hei Tian have to do with Feng after you leave his position?"

He came here quickly along the way. If he said nothing and just went back directly, Li Huowang would not be willing to accept it.
Chapter completed!