Shen Luo staggered out of the mouth of the giant insect, the blood color on his body quickly faded away, and his body returned to its previous size, but his face was extremely pale and his body was shaking.

He had previously used a secret technique called "Gantian Gangqi" in Huangting Jing, which could stimulate the potential of the body in a short period of time and exert several times stronger than usual. However, the cost was also not small, and it consumed a lot of qi and blood, and it took a long time to recover. However, the situation was urgent and I could no longer care about this much.

He forced himself to get ashore, but as soon as he took two steps, his eyes suddenly became dark and he fell into the river.

The river water was quite turbulent and rolled forward, and soon swallowed the sinking body.

...

When he was drowsy, Chen Luo's eyes trembled slightly and slowly opened.

A semi-arced black roof came into his eyes, and a dense weaving pattern of rattan mats could be seen on it.

He let out a breath, feeling something blocked in his chest, and his whole body was sore and painful. He felt that although the toxicity on his body was not as serious as it was at the beginning, it seemed that it had not yet been relieved.

As soon as Chen Luo wanted to move, his shoulder hit a lacquered wooden box next to him.

He looked around and found that in the not-so-wide space, there were thick wooden boxes and rolled bedding stuffed, which seemed to be on a moving carriage.

Chen Luo turned over with difficulty, supported himself with his elbows, trying to get up.

As a result, the carriage under him seemed to have hit a stone, and it was suddenly thrust, making him unable to hold on and fell down.

"Well……"

Chen Luo let out a whimper, and the pain in his body became even worse, and his face turned a little white.

The moment of movement was quite a bit, alarming the driver who was driving the bus outside. The curtain of the carriage was lifted up and a young face with a little childish look came in.

"You woke up?" the young coachman asked with a smile on his face.

"Where is this?" Chen Luo asked, struggling to get up again.

"Young Master, the young lady said, your injury is not light, it is better to be quiet than to move, lie down quickly." Seeing this, the young coachman quickly tied the reins and shouted.

"Miss?" Chen Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, and without following his dissuasion, he still insisted on getting up and sat down with the box behind him.

"Oh, it was our Miss Chen Yu and Shen who found you fainted by the river and rescued you." The young coachman was slightly stunned for a moment, then said.

"Brother, where is this?" Chen Luo coughed lightly and asked again.

"I don't know where this place is. I've probably just arrived at the boundary of Songfan County. Alas, the entire Dengzhou has been ruined by demons. Not to mention the county town and prefecture, even many mountains and rivers have been razed to level the ground. Can you tell where it is? "The young coachman said, unable to help sighing.

"Songfan County? Do you think this is the boundary of Songfan County?" Chen Luo was immediately excited when he heard this, and his voice trembled slightly.

Seeing him like this, the coachman was shocked. He thought that the person in front of him had been injured and broken his brain. He hurriedly said, "That... the eldest lady said, when you wake up, I will inform her. Please wait for a moment and I will come back soon."

After saying that, he put down the curtain and jumped off the carriage.

Chen Luo looked blankly at the slightly swaying curtain in front of him, and his mood was a little confused.

If this is the boundary of Songfan County, wouldn’t that mean that this time I traveled through the dream and actually returned to my hometown Dengzhou? That magnificent city before was the Dengping City of Zhoucheng?

He calmed down his mind, sighed inwardly, moved his legs and sat cross-legged, hugged his body in front of him with both hands, and wanted to regurgate his breath for a moment.

However, when this movement of power sinks, it is discovered that no matter whether it is the Dantian or the Dharma Vein, it seems that something has been blocked, and it has completely lost its connection with his mind and cannot sense any magic fluctuations.

As the sun was shocked and suspicious, a series of footsteps and shouts sounded outside, and the footsteps were a little messy, as if there were many people.

Soon, the curtains in the carriage were lifted up and placed on the roof of the carriage.

Chen Luo looked up slightly and saw seven or eight figures standing outside the carriage, led by a middle-aged man with slightly frosted sideburns and a young woman in a blue dress.

Among them, the middle-aged man had a medium figure, slightly dark skin, a vertical pattern on his eyebrows, and a majestic appearance. He seemed to be the main person among the team.

The young woman's appearance was not too beautiful, but her face was soft and friendly. It seemed that she was the young coachman's eldest daughter Chen Yu.

"Are you awake?" the middle-aged man asked, his voice a little hoarse.

"Thank you for saving your life." Chen Luo said with a smile on his face and he clasped his fists.

"The world is so difficult. As a human race, we should have watched over each other and help each other. You are not polite." The middle-aged man waved his hand, his eyes full of fatigue.

Chen Luo sighed and said nothing.

"How dare you ask what you call fellow Taoist?" At this time, the young woman suddenly asked.

Chen Luo's eyes lit up when he heard this. Since he praised each other for his fellow Taoists, this woman should also be a cultivator.

"I can't fluctuate at all. How do you know that I am a practitioner?" But soon, Chen Luo said with some confusion.

"Fellow Taoist probably doesn't know that when I saved you yesterday, your injuries were far worse than now. If you were an ordinary person, you would have died no less than ten times. As a result, without taking the pill, your injuries were much relieved in just one day. If it weren't for some special body refining techniques, it would be impossible for this abnormality." Chen Yu said slowly.

Chen Luo's heart moved and understood that it was probably the benefit of practicing the Huangting Sutra, and he secretly called for luck.

"Fellow Taoist hasn't told me yet, what should I call him?" Chen Yu saw Chen Luo a little dazed, and spoke again.

"Sorry, I'm a little lost and I'm in the process of sinking and sinking and sinking." Shen Luo hurriedly said when he heard this.

When the girl heard this, she was slightly stunned, and a strange look flashed in her eyes.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

"What's wrong? But what's wrong?" Chen Luo asked when he saw this.

"It's nothing, it's just a coincidence that there is an ancestor named Chen Luo in our Shen family." Chen Yu smiled and said.

After hearing this, Chen Luo felt a little embarrassed, so he changed his mind and changed the subject.

Afterwards, Chen Yu also spoke and introduced himself and others around Chen Luo.

After listening to Chen Luo, he realized that the middle-aged man was named Chen Huayuan, who was Chen Yu's father and also the head of the Shen clan. Most of the rest were juniors in the clan and guest officials in the clan.

However, what surprised Chen Luo was that at this moment, except for the young coachman, the rest of the people surrounded by the carriage were all immortal cultivators, but almost all of them were in the middle and middle stages of Qi refining.
Chapter completed!