The tall and tall god in front of him can be described as small compared to the monsters that Feng Bingwen has seen that are hundreds or even thousands of meters tall. However, in this seemingly small body,
But it contains such vast power that even immortals would be frightened.
"You don't have to be polite, Zhenjun!"
An elder from Mount Jiuwei responded in a nonchalant manner, obviously not intending to talk to this true monarch too much. They were here to do good deeds, and they didn't intend to report anything.
One thing is that if the message had not come from Taishang Dao, Jiuwei Mountain would not have sent such a large team to respond.
They appear here just for the sake of the leader of their own Taoist sect. As for Shinto, to be honest, what does it have to do with them? They don't care at all.
"Tai Shang Dao, Feng Bingwen, has met the true king!"
Seeing the reactions of the Jiuwei Mountain monks beside him, Feng Bingwen responded without hesitation.
"It turns out to be a Taoist disciple!"
When Feng Bingwen revealed himself to the mountain gate, the eyes of the Tianyidang Demon Lord immediately fell on him. As for the Jiuwei Mountain monks around him, they didn't pay much attention.
"Thank you for the real person's message this time. If not, we would have been kept in the dark and allowed the people here to be slaughtered by those demons!"
Obviously, this True Lord also knew who had spread the news here. The main reason was that Jiuweishan did not take the credit for this incident on himself, so there was no need.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"I feel ashamed to say that I happened to be passing through this place, and that's when I discovered something strange. If I could have set out earlier, I might have been able to discover some clues earlier, so that the people here would suffer less!"
"That's not true, who could have predicted such a thing!"
The True Lord of Shinto shook his head and comforted Feng Bingwen, who had a bit of self-blame in his tone.
This Jingguo is under the jurisdiction of their Shinto, and this Supreme Taoist is still an unrelated monk. People blame themselves for being like this, so what should they, the gods who are supposed to protect the people, say?
"What the True Lord said is absolutely true!"
Feng Bingwen nodded, as if he knew what he said. He was a little slapped in the face, so he abruptly changed the subject and brought it to the business.
"Speaking of which, Zhenjun traveled eastward, but did he ever see Hanbao?"
"I have found a lot of traces along the way, but I have never encountered a drought demon!"
When it came to business, the demeanor and tone of the Demon Lord became more serious, making him even more majestic.
"However, this drought demon is just a scabies disease, and it is not worth my efforts to track down!"
"Is the true king worthy of his divine title when he says this?"
Hearing these words from the Shinto True Lord, a disciple of Jiuwei Mountain True Disciple couldn't help himself.
"Zi Wei, don't be rude!"
After the words fell, an accompanying elder scolded him, but judging from his face, it was obvious that he had a similar idea. They monks were all looking for traces of those drought demons everywhere, but this Shinto sent one
A true gentleman said that those monsters were suffering from scabies. What did you think of them?
Doesn't the implication mean that all they do are trivial things?
"It's only a matter of time that those zombies with obvious flaws will be eliminated sooner or later. We need to find out what those demons want to do after so much trouble."
The Demon Lord Dang obviously didn't care about the verbal sarcasm of a mere true disciple.
Based on his status, he must at least be a monk who has initially set foot on the immortal path to contact immortality before he is qualified to talk to him. And those below this are, to say the least ugly, no different from ants, and they are not worth caring about at all.
"Do we still need to check this kind of thing? What those remnants of the demonic way like to do most is to massacre the city, collect soul essence and blood, sacrifice and refine magic weapons, and improve their Taoism!"
Another true disciple couldn't help but let out a groan. This was an obvious thing in their eyes, and it was not worthy of a True Lord's investigation.
"So, I would like to know where the souls, blood, resentment, hatred, and other disasters of those mortals who lost their lives in this catastrophe have gone.
?”
Hearing those questions as thin as a mosquito's moan, True Lord Dang Mo looked at Feng Bingwen in front of him and answered directly, which finally answered the same doubts in Feng Bingwen's heart.
"What Zhenjun means is that those remnants of the demonic path are causing disasters here not just for simple destruction and announcing their existence, but also for a greater purpose?"
Feng Bingwen understood that in the eyes of the Shinto, those remnants of the demonic path who were hiding and lingering in their territory obviously had other ulterior motives and were not just for slaughter and destruction.
"That's right, the number of mortals here is too small. It is only a rough estimate at the moment that at least 60% of the mortals in Jingguo have suffered misfortunes, and at least 30 million mortals have lost their lives!"
The true monarch in front of me reported some shocking figures, and even a cultivator with a weak temperament would find it difficult to remain calm.
"What a bunch of beasts!"
"Damn it!"
"Why didn't Master Wu kill all these bastards back then?"
Several true monks from Jiuwei Mountain couldn't help but curse out. The indifference of the monks disappeared at this moment, and a strong murderous intention lingered in their hearts.
"And this is what worries me the most!"
There was actually a hint of worry in Dang Mo Zhenjun's eyes.
"According to common sense, large-scale deaths caused by natural disasters and many other forces that mortals cannot contend with will inevitably form some places where corpses are raised and gathering places. In the current situation of Jingguo, ghosts are rampant and zombies are everywhere. I
It won't be surprising either.
It's just that since I entered Jingguo, I have seen many places that are empty and clean. There is not even much resentment or hostility. Although there are zombies and ghosts, they are too few, compared with the number of mortals killed and injured.
Not on!"
"It was my negligence, I didn't even notice it!"
After hearing what the True Lord said, Feng Bingwen's eyebrows showed a bit of solemnity.
This abnormal situation undoubtedly shows that the remnants of the demonic path are obviously brewing some big move in this mortal kingdom.
Even if they are just mortals, their blood, energy, and soul are insignificant compared to those of immortals. But when the huge numbers are piled up and rise to the level of tens of millions, even heavenly immortals, not to mention earthly immortals, will feel their hearts agitate.
Not to mention that many of the Imperial Palaces in Jingguo had been breached. Feng Bingwen had not thought much about it before, but now that the True Lord mentioned it, he suddenly felt horrified to think about it.
Not to mention anything else, the number of wronged souls and resentful ghosts accumulated by any city emperor's Yinsi that has been established for a slightly longer period of time must definitely exceed the number of local living people.
Once these ghosts imprisoned and bound in the underworld are released, it will definitely happen that not to mention a hundred ghosts walking at night, and ten thousand ghosts walking daily.
But now those underworlds are empty everywhere. There are ghosts and ghosts, but they are too few, even less than in the peaceful and prosperous years. This situation is undoubtedly abnormal.
"The drought is a tyrant, and eradicating it is indeed a top priority, but the demons who are leading all of this, what they are doing cannot be ignored either!"
The expression of the True Lord Dangmo is solemn,
"I hereby sincerely request you all, if you are tracking down the Han Demons, if you have the spare capacity, please pay attention to the traces of those demons. If you find any, please inform us as soon as possible. If you find anything, you will be rewarded generously!"
Sincerely pleading, even the nine monks from Jiuwei Mountain couldn't help but remain silent. Although they have never dealt with Shinto very much, they can still make the right decision on such a big issue of right and wrong.
choose.
"If I discover something, I will definitely inform the True Lord!"
Even if an elder from Jiuwei Mountain makes a statement, if nothing else, the risk of pursuing this kind of thing is quite high. It is naturally best that the Shinto is willing to take up this responsibility that they should fulfill.
"Same goes for me!"
Another elder also expressed his stance, but Feng Bingwen had nothing else to say except that I felt the same way.
"Thank you so much, gentlemen, I will go first!"
After seeing the three immortals in front of them make their promises, the Demon Lord Tian Yidang didn't even stay for a moment. Even though he was stepping on the red clouds in the sky, he disappeared in front of everyone. The reason why he came here was also
I just want to find more monks to help me.
"I really didn't expect that those remnants of the demonic path would have such ambitions!"
Recalling the worries of the Shinto Lord just now, Feng Bingwen sighed.
"Those evildoers always want to return to Jiuzhou!"
"They can only think about it in their dreams. Although Jiuzhou is huge, there is no place for an animal to stand up!"
"If they dare to come back, they must know what it means to fight tooth for tooth and blood for blood!"
"Let's go!"
Listening to the indignant discussions of the young true monks beside his ears, Feng Bingwen did not stay here too long and left with everyone.
Tracing the traces of the Drought Demon is naturally the top priority. The damage caused by this monster to the terrain is really terrible. If we leave it alone and let it wander around, it won't be long before this country will turn into a wasteland.
I don’t know how many years it will take to slowly recover.
But compared to the harm caused by the Drought Demon, those demonic monks hiding in the shadows are more concerning. However, since there is no news at present, the most important thing is the Drought Demon.
Seven days later, a group of monks arrived over a dead and dilapidated town, looking down at the small town. From the outside, it looked no different from other towns that were decayed and abandoned due to famine.
"Senior Brother Feng, is this here?"
"Well, this is it!"
Facing that slightly admiring gaze, Feng Bingwen avoided the somewhat fiery gaze and responded calmly, looking at his feet.
At first glance, there seems to be nothing unusual. After all, after the famine spread, the remaining people easily made the decision to escape in order to survive. It is too easy for the survival instinct to overcome the feelings of the homeland.
"Senior Brother Feng is so awesome!"
As soon as Feng Bingwen finished speaking, that sweet voice followed immediately. Even people with little experience could discern the intention contained in it.
"Just some common tricks!"
Looking at the female monk next to him who was increasingly concealing her purpose, Feng Bingwen maintained a basic sense of normalcy.
Dan Ding, as a contemporary Taoist disciple of Tai Shang Dao, although he will be resigning soon, it is normal for him to encounter such a thing. Whether it is from his handsome and extraordinary appearance or his unparalleled talent,
It is normal to be admired by thousands of female cultivators.
"If Taozi's skills can be called small tricks, then I'm afraid there is no Taoist method in this world that can be called magical power!"
Hearing Feng Bingwen's humble words, an elder from Jiuwei Mountain who could be described as an immortal smiled and said, as for the explicit appearance of his disciple, he simply ignored it. Although it was a bit embarrassing, if he could really
If they hook up, they will definitely not lose.
"It makes you laugh!"
Feng Bingwen looked down. In his eyes, a bright yellow light could not be more clear. Even though he was hundreds of feet underground, there was almost no aura wave being transmitted.
That ball of bright yellow light was none other than one of Feng Bingwen's guardian spirits, the earth spirit!
As a special spirit born from birth, its innate talent allows it to use the Earth Escape Technique without any stagnation, and travel through the earth without any hindrance.
The most important thing is that even if it travels through the earth's veins, it will not emit any fluctuations that can attract the attention of others. It is extremely convenient when used for tracking and exploration.
Feng Bingwen only discovered this wonderful effect recently. After all, before this, he didn't have to track any such rough work, and it was basically not his turn to do it.
"Daozi, please wait a moment. Before I go down to investigate, please let me report this matter to Peak Master Xu!"
"Can!"
Naturally, Feng Bingwen would not object to such an entrustment. If something happened unexpectedly, he could still count on the power from the sidelines to make a comeback.
After the final insurance work was completed, Feng Bingwen and his party sank directly into the ground and headed towards the cave that Tu Ling had visited. Even if they were mentally prepared, the moment they separated from the soil and rocks, they were hit by a sudden explosion.
The strong black energy that came in still made the group of monks including Feng Bingwen feel frightened and angry!
"Found it!"
Not sure whether it was joy or anger, the young monk clenched his fists and looked at the terrifying cave in front of him, which was even better than purgatory.
The scarlet flesh and blood clings to the rock wall, like a living creature, stirring slightly, seeming to be breathing. You can even see structures similar to vascular fascia in it, which seems to be moving towards a certain part of the cave.
What to transport in one place!
"The Wanhua Demon Fetus!"
At the same time, an exclamation also sounded in Feng Bingwen's body.