Lord of Divine Snow

Jugong Mountain is located in Sizhou.

The weather in this state was originally good, but since the seal of Jiugong Mountain was loosened, it has encountered many famines and the people have fled.

Zhong Shenxiu passed several villages in a row, but no one was seen. Only a few wild pheasants wandered leisurely among them, pecking some insects to eat.

There are even some sects hiding among the refugees and starting to instigate things.

"The world is in chaos, all demons and ghosts have come out..."

Zhong Shenxiu can only sigh when he sees this.

He escaped too quickly, but he rushed to the border of Sizhou within a few days. What he saw and heard was such a scene where the people didn’t live without a living.

"My escape method is too fast. At the speed of the divine ability cultivator, I have to be slow for ten days before I can get to Jiugong Mountain. I can’t go too early..."

Think about it. Thinking, after entering the boundary of Sizhou, Zhong Shenxiu dropped the light, received the Poison Dragon sword, turned it into a black hairpin, and pierced it on his bamboo crown.

At this time, he is wearing Gehuangma daoist robe, walking on ten square boots, and wearing a bamboo crown. He looks like an ordinary Taoist priest.

In Sizhou at this time, there were no one thousand or eight hundred Taoist priests dressed in this way. Most of them did not have a formal salvation. Zhong Shenxiu was mixed in, inconspicuous.

"I just walked slowly all the way, and I'll almost reach Jiugong Mountain."

Zhong Shenxiu casually flipped through the sleeves of murdering to seize the treasures. , Find a small streamer.

This banner is a magic tool, and the prohibition has reached the 5th layer, and it is already a fine product.

It’s the poor appearance, dark and swarthy. When the sail is flicked, black smoke will come out. It can charm Divine Soul. With a little tick, you can pull Divine Soul back into the flag and use it again. All kinds of secret magic forbidden methods are concocted and turned into Yin Soldier Yin Demon. The more the better, the more formidable power will increase over time.

Zhong Shenxiu disliked the ugly face of the flag, a trace of mana poured in, and instantly refinished the flag, making the flag face white and cloud-like. He also wrote'Iron' in flamboyant's handwriting. Cut down Monsters, eliminate Demons' eight big characters, which have become bigger again. In your hand, a billboard covering many daoist businesses such as fortune-telling, seeking medical advice, and killing Demon is fresh. It's out.

This day.

Zhong Shenxiu climbed over a barren mountain, and by the way solved a dozen or so thieves who didn't know each other, Monster Wolf, a zombie, and profiting from somebody's misfortune, and then he saw a village.

Looking from a distance, in the village, there are smoke rising up, and there are farmers working in the surrounding terraced fields, which gives a sense of intimacy.

"In this year of great famine, the whole village and the people of the whole village fled, but there are not many villages that can maintain peace."

Zhong Shenxiu muttered to himself, holding a white banner, Go to the entrance of the village.

The farmers around, seeing his daoist appearance, could not help but back down.

Only when he walks by, can he point fingers far away.

The daoist of this life is not just a mouthful, many of them know one or two magical arts.

So regardless of good or evil, no ordinary person is willing to provoke.

"This Taoist leader, did he travel here?"

Zhong Shenxiu walked to the entrance of the village, but suddenly heard a sound of footsteps.

A dazzlingly dressed man with a bulging temple should be a guardian of a martial arts expert who immediately rushed over, cup one fist in the other hand saluting, and his words were very clear.

"Poor Daoist Xian Yunji, who came from an out-of-state, couldn’t bear to see the chaos of Heaven and Earth here. He was traveling around, overwhelming the souls of the dead..."

Zhong Shenxiu pinched A Taoist formula, a group of divine poise and sagelike features to answer.

If it weren't for looking really young, maybe someone would bow to bow.

"The Daoist Xian Yunji came just right. My patriarch has recently been troubled by some inconveniences. I am looking for strange people and strange things. The Daoist is going to stay? The best local house is my lord. I’m going to the big mansion... I also invite the chief executive to stay. As soon as the expenses are met, my family is all inclusive."

robust man quickly said.

"Oh? That's great."

Although the other party seems to be trying to find anyone or anything in a crisis, there is a smile on the corner of Zhong Shenxiu's mouth, following the big guy Behind him, walked towards the village.

While walking, Zhong Shenxiu also asked something: "I don't know what the name of this village is? In my opinion, most of the villages were dilapidated before, but here is a piece of peach..."

"The Taoist leader is overpraised. The village is called'Baoguang'. It is said that it was built by a few Zen masters...Because of the remote location and few outsiders come, I can barely get peace."

The nursing home is named'Zhang Tiezhong', and it seems to have been in the rivers and lakes, and the conversation is extraordinary, and I don't know why he condescended to be the nursing home of a rich man in the countryside.

When he didn't walk long, Zhong Shenxiu saw a large mansion with a few entrances.

The red brick and green tile horse head wall, the bricks and tiles are mottled, covered with moss, with a trace of ancient charm.

Those who can build such a big house in the countryside should have a lot of financial resources.

At least not the trifling hundreds of acres of thin fields outside the village can support.

Zhong Shenxiu showed interest and followed Zhang Tiezhong into the gate.

As soon as I entered, a layer of sandalwood scent pounced on my face, which made my mind calm.

Vaguely, Zhong Shenxiu seems to have heard the sound of chanting.

It's just a very ordinary scripture, not the Black Lotus evil scripture that scared him before.

"I believe in Buddhism in my patriarch, and I have to recite sutras every day, and I ask the Taoist commander to wait a while."

Lieutenant General Zhang Tie Zhong Shenxiu welcomed him to a side hall and waited. Out of sin, not very long, there will be teas and snacks offered by the Qiaoxiaoyanran maid.

Meeting Zhong Shenxiu's eyes, she smiled at him.

'It's amazing that ordinary maidservants from the countryside have this color. '

Zhong Shenxiu knew that he had encountered something strange, but he didn't lose one's head out of fear. Instead, he sank into it with interest, as if he were playing a role-playing game.

He looked towards the surroundings and found that there were other outsiders besides him in this hall.

One of them is a monk, middle-aged, wearing a Baina monk robe. He doesn't know how many times he has been washed, and the corners are a little white. At this time, he is meditating and chanting.

In addition to this monk, there is also a young scholar who wears a long sword at his waist. Obviously he is not a poor scholar, but a poem and calligraphy, and he knows martial arts and martial arts. The far away knight-errant guest.

Zhong Shenxiu was about to say hello when suddenly he felt a strong wind coming.

The strong wind poured into the hall, blowing the door constantly swaying, blowing everyone's clothing corners.

'This wind is smelly, it's not a good wind...'

Zhong Shenxiu shook his head, knowing that a cultivator has come, or a cultivator with less brilliant Taoism. There is no Yang Astral Qi in this wind-strengthening technique. On the contrary, it is so cold that it is obviously still in the Yin Demon category of art.

"haha, Poor Daoist is one step late."

Amidst the laughter, a black clothed daoist flew down from in midair.

Although in Zhong Shenxiu's view, it's just a thrashing at several ten zhang high places, the lay people in Manchuria are very solemn, and some even kneel down and call it immortal masters.