"Xing... maybe everyone heard it wrong?" Someone said with a trace of luck, "Maybe the person who just shouted was not a god in the sky, but someone else?"
"...Big, probably." The person next to him casually echoed, and everyone had very different ideas.
The only thing that is the same is that everyone's mood is very complicated, and the expressions on everyone's faces are exactly the same.
Perhaps in order to confirm their suspicions, they bit the bullet and continued to rush towards Wuxia Mountain.
Then, they saw an incredible scene.
The ground ahead is covered with dense and ferocious cracks. Some of these cracks are as big as canyons, while others are as small as spider silk.
There are some weird black wrinkles on the ground. Such black wrinkles are like some kind of viscous liquid that has cooled down.
They even saw that Wuxia Mountain, which was originally a long and majestic mountain, seemed to be missing a large piece at this moment.
It was as if someone had wiped out several mountains.
There are huge potholes one after another on the ground.
No one can see how deep such a hole is, or even how big it is.
With such devastated scenes, even ordinary people like them can guess that there must be very powerful beings who have fought fiercely here!
Is it the gods and the mountain king of Wuxia Mountain? Or the gods and Fan Wu of Qilongguan? Or is it Fan Wu of Qilongguan and the mountain king of Wuxia Mountain?
All kinds of possibilities appear in everyone's mind, and everyone's heart is full of horror.
"Fighting! It's just that there are experts fighting!
"Among the crowd, the looks of horror on the faces of the few cultivators were more intense than those of the ordinary people.
One of the monks wearing a monk's robe felt that his mouth and tongue were dry.
He worked hard to make his mouth salivate and make his mouth and tongue slightly moist, and then he said in a very shocked tone: "Old Taoist, I can feel now that there is a strange power all around, which is still faintly pulsating! It means that both parties
The aftermath of the battle of wits still lingers to this day!"
"Amitabha, more than just his lingering power?" An old monk standing nearby, his hands clasped together were trembling: "Old monk, I seem to be able to see... all kinds of extremely terrifying scenes."
"Just now, there was a thunderous vision of the sky and the earth that day. I don't know which side of the battle was the terrifying spell." A monk secretly swallowed his saliva.
"If my guess is correct, the one who used the Heavenly Thunder lost." The old monk wearing a monk's robe said.
His expression was very strange: "Besides, I can feel the unique divinity of the gods in the sky from above the thunder."
The rest of the monks: "..."
What the old Taoist said was really shocking. What did he mean by these words? Could it be that one of the two sides in the fight was a god, and that god was still defeated?
into the hands of another party?
Such a conjecture is too bold, and even a little too arrogant!
But if they were asked to refute, they couldn't think of anything to refute, because the scenes they saw were actually similar to the conjectures made by the old Taoist priests.
It's just that it is really difficult for them to accept such a reality.
An immortal god fought with a strong man who didn't know who he was, but which immortal god lost?
Such a fact simply makes the hearts of many people unstable!
…
time.
Pass.
In the blink of an eye, it was already five or six days later. After these five or six days of long journey, Fan Wu and others had already entered the Demon-Slaying Province, and were already deep inside the province.
According to Liu Feng's theory, it is estimated that they only need to walk for two more days to leave the Demon-Slaying Province until they reach the imperial city of the Great Yan Dynasty!
During these five or six days, Fan Wu and others did not have a smooth journey, they still encountered some strange things.
The first time I encountered a strange thing that harmed people, such a strange thing was directly eliminated by Fan Wu with a snap of his fingers.
The second time they met was when bandits blocked the road and robbed them. To be honest, this was the first time Fan Wu and others encountered such a situation.
Then such a group of bandits were immediately taken away by Fan Wu and others, and not a single one was left behind.
This time, Fan Wu didn't even need to take action. Yun Jiuqing and the others were able to wipe out all the bandits.
A province like Monster Killing Province is obviously close to the imperial city of the Great Yan Dynasty, but its development... is not as good as the Guang'an Province that I passed through before.
According to Liu Feng, even the young and middle-aged people in the Monster Killing Province have gone to the Imperial City to make a living, and no one is willing to stay in such a place.
Right.
In the Imperial City, you might be a beggar and earn dozens of pennies a day, but in Monster Killing Province, even if you work long-term for a landlord, you might not even get ten pennies a day.
As long as a young man is a little ambitious, he will choose a different path. Maybe he can become a powerful person or a landlord by giving it a try?
"Speaking of which, why does it feel like every household in the Demon-Slaying Province believes in it?" Yun Jiuqing asked: "The inns where we stayed temporarily on the road all enshrine statues of the Three Pure Ones. Some on the street
The vendors are also selling Taoist things."
Liu Feng replied: "It is rumored that when the Great Yan Dynasty was founded, there were three terrifying demons that were constantly causing chaos in the dynasty. They caused a lot of casualties and the people were in dire straits. Even the Great Yan court at that time was unable to do anything about it. How could they get those few
Head monster."
"In the end, a Taoist master asked the gods from heaven to come down to earth and kill all three demons. After that, such a province was named Demon-Slaying Province to commemorate this event."
"And because it was a master Taoist cultivator from the Taoist sect who came forward to solve the problem, the local people are very grateful to the Taoist sect."
"And as time continues to pass, the people in Monster Killing Province have begun to believe in it."
"They firmly believe that the Taoist gods will protect them."
Yun Jiuqing suddenly realized: "It turns out that when your Great Yan Dynasty was founded, something similar to that of the Great Zhou Dynasty also happened!"
Liu Feng stubbornly defended: "I think it is different from the incident in the Great Zhou Dynasty. The demons who caused trouble in the Great Zhou Dynasty have already entered the palace; while the demons who made trouble in the Great Yan Dynasty have always been there.
He did not fight his way into the palace."
After all, he himself is from the Great Yan Dynasty, so when he speaks, he must be biased towards his own dynasty.
"There is such a powerful Tao master in the Great Yan Dynasty?" Xing Fengzi sighed: "He is really a hidden master."
After saying this, Xing Fengzi played with a piece of magic weapon fragment in his hand. It was the magic weapon fragment of Tiger Immortal Official.
Feel the tingling sensation brought about by such a piece of magic weapon, like the tingling sensation of static electricity.
Xing Fengzi said: "The magic weapon of the immortal is of course infinitely mysterious. I have been trying to understand the little path for five or six days, and I have only scratched the surface of it, maybe not even the surface."
"But just this fur, which is not even fur, has already made Xiaodao's progress in my cultivation progress by leaps and bounds." Xing Fengzi paused and continued: "If we continue at this speed... it may not
It will take a few years to reach the state of refining and transforming into a spirit!"
Refining and transforming into a spirit, in Fan Wu's eyes, is the attribute of strength, which has reached a level of 30 or above.
Xingfengzi's current power attribute is only 18, and his distance is 30 points...
There is indeed a long way to go.
certainly.
With the fragments of the immortal's magic weapon used for enlightenment, such a path will be shortened a lot.
This is why, just the fragments of the immortal's magic weapon can arouse the covetousness of countless people.
Because those magic weapon fragments are for the ascetics in the human world.
All are supreme treasures!
Even if such a magic weapon fragment is smaller than the size of a fingernail, it is still a supreme treasure that is rarely encountered in this life. If it is encountered, it will definitely trigger a bloody fight.
Fortunately, they were following Fan Wu, and there were as many magic weapon fragments as they wanted.
The premise is that there are immortal gods without eyes, whom Fan Wu regards as the kind of free attribute points that can be harvested.
Just when a few people were walking and chatting on the official road...
suddenly.
There was a sound of people walking in a hurry from behind.
When everyone looked back, they found that they were actually a group of common people who were dusty with their travels.
The number of this group of common people is very large. As far as you can see, they are densely packed with people. They are more or less carrying some luggage on their backs.
Some people have a lot of luggage, so they use donkeys to carry it.
There were even dignitaries sitting on carriages among them.
They all gathered together and seemed to be heading in the same direction.
Moreover, their clothes did not look like refugees affected by the disaster, nor did they look like rebels running around.
Like a group of people going on a long trip together.
What's even more surprising is... there is a group of Taoist priests clearing the way in front of them. Those Taoist priests are holding a lot of yellow paper in their hands. The Taoist priests are scattering yellow paper as they walk forward.
They also chanted Taoist scriptures in their mouths.
Yun Jiuqing asked in astonishment: "Is this some kind of local custom?"
Liu Feng shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Although Monster Killing Province and Dayan Imperial City are adjacent, I rarely come to this place. I don't know what these people are doing now."
Xing Fengzi murmured: "They all seem to be believers in the Dao, and they are much more sincere than the believers in the Zhou Dynasty."
"Even..." Although Xing Fengzi himself is also a member of the Taoist sect, he still chose to say whatever he wanted: "I even felt that there was something not quite right."
Because in Xing Fengzi's impression, although there are many followers of Taoism, they are not so fanatical, right?
The pilgrims in the Dizu Temple where he was.
Although he is very sincere, it is not like this.
Could it be that this Taoist sect of the Great Yan Dynasty...
Isn't it different from their Zhou Dynasty?
Um……
This possibility is not impossible.
After all, there is only one land and water.
Cultivate a folk custom.
I saw that the group of people behind quickly caught up with Fan Wu and others. Among them, the Taoist priests who were opening the way suddenly brightened up when they saw Xing Fengzi wearing Taoist robes.
A Taoist priest who seemed to be about the same age as Xing Fengzi walked up quickly. After looking at Fan Wu and others for a while, he asked curiously: "Is this fellow Taoist also going to pay homage to the gods?"
Xing Fengzi was stunned: "Immortal...god?!
"
He was a little confused and asked in confusion: "Why should we pay homage to the gods?"
"Fellow Taoist, you are not a local!" The very enthusiastic Taoist priest suddenly realized after hearing Xing Fengzi's accent that was different from his: "Our Lord Chenghuang of the Demon-Slaying Province will come to you every once in a while.
Come down to earth and manifest your spirit!"
"At this time, many monks and people will come to pay homage to her. And she will also give us lectures and discussions generously. We all go to pay homage to the Lord Cheng!"
This rather enthusiastic Taoist priest explained in a few words the reason why this group of people got together.
This made Xing Fengzi react: "A city emperor comes down to earth to preach?"
"Yes!" said the enthusiastic Taoist priest: "This is our Demon-Slaying Province, and it is an annual grand event. It is very extraordinary!"
"I see... this fellow Taoist also followed this official road. If he followed this official road, he would just arrive at the Chenghuang Temple."
"Why don't you, fellow Taoist, come with us to take a look?"
When he said these words, this relatively enthusiastic Taoist priest still had a hint of pride in his tone. After all, it was not the case that a city emperor would come down to earth to preach.
"Sorry, I can't be the master of the trail." Xing Fengzi shook his head slightly, and then he looked at Fan Wu: "Master Fan, what do you think?"
"If you happen to be on the way, then go and join in the fun." Fan Wu said, "Maybe there will be unexpected gains."
"Taoist Master Fan?" The enthusiastic Taoist priest said in surprise: "This is also a Taoist friend of the Taoist sect? Is he also a Taoist?"
Xing Fengzi explained: "Except for the layman Liu Feng, who is a native of the Great Yan Dynasty, we are all ascetics from the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"Xixing Fengzi comes from the Earth Ancestral Temple of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"This layman Yun Jiuqing comes from the Yun family in the southern county of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"This Taoist priest Fan Wu comes from the Dragon Prison Temple of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
The enthusiastic Taoist priest was immediately shocked.
He thought that Xing Fengzi was the only one who was a Taoist, because at first glance, Xing Fengzi had an extraordinary bearing and was definitely not an ordinary Taoist priest.
Unexpectedly, all the people in this group were ascetics!
And three of them came from the neighboring Zhou Dynasty!
"It turns out we are all fellow Taoists!" The enthusiastic Taoist priest introduced himself: "Pin Dao is a Taoist priest from Xiangu Temple in the Great Yan Dynasty. Those few are all fellow Taoists of Ping Tao, and we are all Taoists."
Fairy Valley View?
Have not heard!
It was obvious that Xing Fengzi had never heard of the Taoist temples in the Great Yan Dynasty.
But since Taoist Master Fan Wu has also spoken.
Naturally, several people followed this group of people, and with such a group of people, they headed in the same direction.
In the bustling crowd, there were men and women, old and young.
From the eagerness in their eyes, it can be seen that they have great respect for the city emperor.
And among the crowd... there were also many people looking at Fan Wu and others curiously. After all, Fan Wu and others were very eye-catching among such a group of people.
Especially Fan Wu and the others were pulling a coffin, and neither their accent nor their posture looked like they were from the Great Yan Dynasty.
All the features added up are really eye-catching.
Of course, facing the curious gazes of these people.
Fan Wu and others have long been used to it, and they can completely ignore these looks.
Time passes again.
On the second day, they arrived at a city! This is the main city of the Demon-Slaying Province. It has the same name as the Demon-Slaying Province. This place is called the Demon-Slaying City.
It looks a bit like the provincial capital of a province.
Such a city seems relatively large at first glance, similar to the Yinghe Mansion of the Great Zhou Dynasty, perhaps a little larger than Yinghe Mansion.
The city was very lively, and everyone's faces were filled with anticipation. Obviously many people knew what day was coming next.
"I thought... only the city emperor from Yinghe Mansion in Nanjun County of our Great Zhou Dynasty would preach to others. I didn't expect that a city emperor from the Great Yan Dynasty would also preach to others." Yun Jiuqing
Looking at the bustling crowd around him, he couldn't help but sigh.
When she mentioned this incident, she thought of the shaman believers she met in Yinghe Mansion.
However, this kind of thing should not happen in the Great Yan Dynasty. After all, the Witch Immortal is already dead and cannot die anymore.
Even if the followers of the Witch Fairy are still there, those believers should be active in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
It is impossible for the power to spread to the Great Yan Dynasty.
If their power could spread to other dynasties, they wouldn't be able to be destroyed so easily by Master Fan Wu, right?
Um!
perhaps!
To be honest, Yun Jiuqing was still a little worried. After all, this was one of her psychological shadows.
That was the first time she encountered a life and death crisis.
If Fan Daochang hadn't come to the rescue.
She is gone!
"And the pomp of the city emperor in the Great Yan Dynasty is much greater than that of the city emperor in the Great Zhou Dynasty." Yun Jiuqing said with emotion: "I remember that the city emperor of Yinghe Mansion also
She just invites monks and monsters to listen to her sermons."
"And the emperor of the Demon-Slaying City of the Great Yan Dynasty actually invited ordinary people to come and listen to the lecture. Is this to preach to the world and let the people of the Great Yan Dynasty embark on the path of spiritual practice?"
Yun Jiuqing felt that this was a bit unreliable. After all, the resources of a dynasty were limited.
Could the Great Yan Dynasty be able to raise so many monks?
I'm afraid that if the time comes...for a little bit of cultivation resources, I'll beat the dog's brains out!
This kind of thing...
Very likely to happen.
"I heard that tonight is the day when the city emperor will give his sermon. When night falls tonight, it will be the day when she descends to earth." Liu Feng said: "But why do you choose to preach at night? It's strange."
"Who knows!" Yun Jiuqing shrugged. Just when she was about to say something, she suddenly saw that one of them seemed to be missing.
Yun Jiuqing was stunned.
She hurriedly looked around and found that the person was still not found.
"Jushi Yun, what's wrong?" Xing Fengzi asked.
Yun Jiuqing said hurriedly: "Didn't you notice that Master Fan is missing?"
Xing Fengzi and Liu Feng were also stunned.
They also imitated Yun Jiuqing's same movements. They looked left and right and found that Fan Wu was indeed nowhere to be seen.
Xing Fengzi guessed: "Master Fan Wu, maybe there is something important that needs to be done, right?"
…
Demon-slaying City.
Chenghuang Temple.
Fan Wu had already entered the Chenghuang Temple. When he stepped inside, the smile on his face became even brighter: "It's just such a smell, tsk... it's so familiar."
Carrying a big sword on his back and being extremely tall and tall, he looked unusually eye-catching in the Chenghuang Temple.
Many pilgrims in the Chenghuang Temple cast their eyes on him, with a little curiosity in their eyes.
Since the Chenghuang Master came down to earth to preach tonight, the Chenghuang Temple was bustling with people.
Fan Wu, on the other hand, forced his way out of the crowd.
He walked slowly towards the main hall of Chenghuang Temple.
Wherever he passed, no one could stop him.
It's like a bulldozer on the road, pushing everyone to the left and right.
"You..." The person who was pushed away was about to open his mouth and curse, but he found that he was an extremely tall man, and he was carrying an exaggerated weapon.
Such angry words... were blocked directly in his throat, and he couldn't even utter a word.
The main hall of the City Emperor Temple enshrines a statue of the City Emperor. There is nothing unusual about such a statue at first glance, but Fan Wu can see some clues.
The smile on his face grew wider: "It seems like nothing will happen tonight. Sure enough, I made the right decision to come here and try my luck."
Fan Wu walked into the main hall of Chenghuang Temple.
Then, a Taoist priest from the Chenghuang Temple came over and said to Fan Wu: "This layman, if you want to offer incense to Master Chenghuang, ten cents per stick of incense is enough. Three sticks of incense are just right."
Thirty yuan. If you want to donate some sesame oil money to the City Emperor, our City Emperor Temple in Monster Killing City is also very supportive."
"What if I not only want to burn three sticks of incense, but also want to sit here until night and wait for the 'City Emperor' to arrive?" Fan Wu asked with a smile.
The Taoist priest in the Chenghuang Temple said: "If the lay people want to listen to Master Chenghuang's sermons in the main hall, we cannot make a decision."
However, what stunned the Taoist priest was that Fan Wu actually sat down cross-legged.
Fan Wu sat directly on a futon in front of the statue.
Then put the Demon-Breaking Sword on his back.
Place in front of the knees.
The invisible aura spreads.
That turbulent and majestic evil spirit caused the temperature in the City Emperor Temple to suddenly drop several degrees!
at the same time.
Fan Wu also opened his mouth and said: "Pindao should close his eyes for two hours and wait quietly for the arrival of the 'City Emperor'. Don't disturb Pindao."