Xiatu, Bo County, Xiangzhou

In a small town in Mingyang County, the silver moon illuminated a mansion covering several acres outside the town.

There are villagers patrolling the yard. Although they cannot carry knives, they can hold sticks. They occasionally whisper to each other: "It's strange that the village owner has attracted so many guests recently."

"There is also a beautiful woman who somehow hooked up with the owner of the village. The two wives who were originally accommodated became sour and said strange things..."

"Tsk, I thought that the fiancée regretted breaking off the engagement, and the two concubines were hoping to be corrected. Who would think of breaking out halfway...Shh, they are here."

Several young men and women in Taoist uniforms came over. The first woman in green clothes, who was in her twenties, glanced at these ordinary bankers, and went to the main room without saying anything.

But when they arrived at the main room, the figure disappeared inexplicably.

Only the footsteps were still moving gently down the ground. It turned out to be a dark corridor, and at the end of the corridor, there was another iron gate.

Behind the door, torches were inserted into the two walls and burning, and the red light illuminated the secret room. Twenty or thirty Taoists were sitting around inside, talking to a map of the county seat.

Information marked in red is connected in series between several major towns. In the county town, military information such as garrison strength, arsenal location, and granary points are listed, which is shocking.

There was a sudden "clanging" knock on the door, and the voices in the secret room stopped and looked towards the iron door.

The magic circle isolates the internal and external spiritual consciousness, hiding secrets and making it difficult for outside exploration. At this moment, at least half of the people stood up and pressed their hands on the hilts of their swords.

The remaining half held magic formulas in their hands, and there was a tacit understanding of the formation in silence... Only then did they realize that their seats were special, and the straight line distance between anyone and the door was not blocked, which made it possible for possible enemies to appear as soon as they appeared.

Will encounter a comprehensive fire attack

"who?"

There was no response, and the knocking on the door continued, with a rhythm of three long and seven short. Listening to this, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This is a code. If anyone answers, no matter what they say, they are enemies and will be killed without mercy.

At this time, a Taoist priest went over and opened the door. He saw a fair-skinned woman in a green shirt surrounded by four male and female Taoist priests outside. The boring environment of the secret room suddenly saw the beauty and his eyes lit up. He didn't dare to look at the other person's strong aura.

.

The man only asked a few questions in a low voice, then came back and said to a strong man at the head of the conference table: "Zhenren Han, the spiritual formation for the sacrificial ceremony is ready."

The tone was respectful from the bottom of his heart. For the monks, this situation only meant strength.

"I'll be there soon." The man glanced at the strange woman outside, confirmed the familiar aura, and released his hand from the hilt of the sword.

The woman in green shirt stayed outside, and when the man came out, she took one of his hands and said softly: "Ziwei, if there is no response this time... let's contact other places. It has only been half a month since we were reincarnated.

Finding more than a hundred companions in one county cannot be a coincidence..."

"Junior sister said that." Han Ziwei nodded, saying very little, and looked at the woman with a very soft look.

The atmosphere was a bit gloomy after the dark tunnel environment. There were several failures that were not undiscussable. The two Taoists did not hide anything from others when they discussed their judgments. However, everyone behind them was so worried when they heard these things that they had no intention to speak.

They all can see at night, and the last ones to come out bring torches, and the red light illuminates the surroundings. The walls of the corridor are made of very rough and compacted soil, and there is even moss in the corners. It seems that they have been there for a long time, and they must have been a wealthy family in the past. In order to avoid

It was dug out due to military disaster.

But when they reached a fork, they saw an underground hall. The walls were all made of new soil, and there were rough wooden plank structures to support them. They looked like they were newly dug out in a hurry. Everything was very simple, and three red stars were faintly visible in the darkness.

When the torches lit the lamps and candles everywhere along the wall, I saw a very exquisite white marble altar in the center. The complicated runes gathered in the middle to form a "Han". On the altar stood two palm-sized white marble statues facing each other, and three incense sticks.

The fire flickered on and off, revealing the three-point starlight just now. The smoke obscured the figure of the statue, and a statue of a beauty in a black and white crown and a statue of a man in a black and yellow crown were faintly visible. They looked at each other and could not be seen.

Clear face.

"The rest of the Han ministers are praying in this alien world"

Everyone looked solemn and bowed in sequence, kowtowing meticulously, a kind of breath fluctuation, and the brilliance condensed on the statue, trying to communicate.

At the end of the sacrificial process, the breath of a pair of statues on the stage was unstable and there was no real response. Everyone felt a little disappointed and confused. Some people thought about it and said: "It seems that something is indeed wrong..."

"Our body is not the legendary body that restores its youth after being transformed into Yang." The woman in green shirt touched her cheek and sighed, feeling that her attractiveness was weakening in front of her senior brother. A woman will always care about her youth. She herself

Physical problems are the first thing that comes to mind.

There was a young Taoist priest with red lips and white teeth, his eyes flashed with intelligence, and he muttered: "This place feels very strange, it is different from the Tianwai Tian described by Your Majesty..."

"Could it be... the rebirth of our world?" Someone had a sudden thought, which also triggered a discussion: "I can't rule out this possibility, or His Majesty has summoned it once, and this place has become a forgotten place again..."

"I don't think this world is always unfriendly to us. I, Shao Yuansheng, was reincarnated as a beggar who was about to starve to death. Han Zhenren was devastated by the death of his parents and the breakup of his fiancee's engagement. Qin An was almost struck by lightning while rushing on a rainy day. Not at all.

It’s not safe... it’s like we are intruders.”

Everyone was discussing and putting forward various unpopular guesses and predictions. Gradually, some people put the speculation on themselves: "If communication fails, there is another possibility that the clan spirit is too rare. How can it be compared with a population of hundreds of millions... We need to find more clan members."

After some communication, this judgment is the most feasible. After all, it is easier to change yourself than to change the world.

So Han Ziwei said: "Let's prepare. The imperial court currently has insufficient control over the local area. We can divide it into four small teams and disperse to Linxian County to look for the clan members... Bring the county's military intelligence atlas with them. If they meet their companions in other counties, they can merge

The map will be useful in the future..."

Ding--

A crisp ringing of a bell suddenly appeared in everyone's ears, and a small bell swayed at the door and chimed.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly: "There are enemies."

"Eh...could something be leaked?" The woman in green shirt frowned and wondered. She thought that the rebellion in the county had not yet started, and the security in Hunan was lax, so it was impossible to be so sharp...

As for the inner ghost, it is even more impossible. Those who can be selected by the Han Dynasty to be reincarnated as heroes in various industries may not be evaluated by worldly good and evil, but they will not be Han traitors.

But the sound of swords clashing could be heard in the courtyard outside. The sound of the swords became clearer and sharper, mixed with the sound of the door breaking. It was obvious that the ordinary banker could not resist the sudden attack.

The four or five young men and women on duty in the passage rushed out first, and at this time they heard shouts: "You are setting up a private obscene ceremony, haha, even if you just wander around, our Qingyuan Sword Sect will find it... and you won't be beheaded immediately."

, destroy obscene images”

When everyone heard this, their faces were filled with anger, and they all looked at Han Ziwei, who had the highest cultivation level.

Han Ziwei's face was cold and he motioned for everyone to wait a moment. Thinking back to the county, the Qingyuan Sword Sect was second to none, and asked the companions above: "How many people are here?

The message from above said: "There are three sword cultivators, and among them there is a master of swordsmanship. We are no longer strong enough to stop him."

"A real person? Don't let the enemy find out that he has no armed companions and lead him into the tunnel..." Han Ziwei silently drew out his sword, remembered something, and warned: "Don't scare him away.

"yes"

The sound of hurried footsteps was getting closer and closer, crossing the underground corridor almost instantly. The Qingyuan Jianzong master rushed into the hall's magic circle with great momentum, and was about to defeat the expected mob. When he looked towards him, he saw thirty people, all lined up.

It became a sword formation, with murderous intent...

"Damn it—disciple mistook me. This is a military formation, but this is some kind of secret gathering of casual cultivators."

The master of the Qingyuan Sword Sect was shocked. In an instant, more than a dozen weakening spells fell on him, and more than a dozen sword lights worked together to break through his sword circle.

One of them was a strong man with a sword that was no less ferocious than him. He smashed two layers of golden armor talismans in succession, which was comparable to that of the master's brother. Behind him, there were magicians who displayed various attacking spells.

Knowing that he had hit the iron plate, he withdrew his sword circle and ran back with his sword screaming: "You are practicing military formation privately and have evil intentions. Wait until I lead the imperial army to crush you -"

"Pfft", there were two figures as fast as him. One was the sword master who had a fierce sword energy just now. He was chasing the fastest. Qiang's two swords clashed and sparks flew, directly entering the sword escape state. Qingyuan Jianzong master suddenly

The dead souls are coming... How is it possible? Not even the master of Yin Shen can use this kind of swordsmanship.

"Junior sister" Han Ziwei shouted immediately.

A woman in a blue shirt has also been chasing after her. A lightning flash appears in her hand and strikes the enemy's back, penetrating into his heart.

In an instant, his internal organs were scorched black, and the Qingyuan Jianzong master's face turned black and red. He staggered and fell down as if he was drunk. When he reflected back, he became clear: "You dare to kill Zhengfeng master, I will die here.

...Neither the sect nor the imperial court will let you go..."

The explosion of fire quickly engulfed his figure, and ashes scattered in all directions. Everyone came out of the tunnel. The two Qi sword cultivators outside killed him on the spot. Han Ziwei was not only the highest cultivation level, but also because after his reincarnation, his body was a manor.

The owner... although he was unlucky enough to break off his engagement and was ridiculed by his peers, he still managed to keep the property left by his parents.

The woman in green shirt also asked her Taoist companion softly: "Ziwei, what should we do now?"

It was late at night, the sky was dark with no stars, and everything was quiet. Han Ziwei put his sword into its sheath, looked at the dark Qingyuan Sword Mountain in the distance, and said: "It is indeed very strange. People will break up any gatherings... or...

I just planned to prepare for the retreat at night. The gold and silver will be distributed to each team. I will lead one team, my junior sister will lead another team, Shao Yuansheng will lead one team, Qin An will lead one team, and the manor will be burned down so that the enemy will not find any clues..."
Chapter completed!