My Master is Lin Zhengying

In the end, you can only return empty-handed.

Report the loss of dozens of disciples to the main altar of the Wan Gu Sect.

By the next morning, Nan Chen felt that his energy had recovered a lot.

The ten horses also looked much more energetic.

After eating some dry food, Uncle Jiu, Nan Chen and others.

A new route was studied, and then began to continue on the road.

In their original plan, there were still two days to go before they should be able to reach Baishamen.

But now, no matter what, it will take three days.

For Uncle Nan Chen, the time is very tight.

For the rest of the day, everyone was on their way, except on their way.

Because of the change of the route, he never ran into anyone from the Wan Gu Sect.

At around ten o'clock in the evening on the third day, they finally arrived near Kunshan.

At this time, everyone was riding on the horse.

Through a forest.

Chang Fei pointed to a continuous mountain range in front of him and said:

"Senior Lin, that's Kunshan.

Baishamen is on the mountainside! "

Chang Fei has been to Baishamen, and walked nearby in his early years.

I am quite familiar with this area.

For the past three days, Chang Fei was also leading the way, better than a map.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help being a little excited.

"Hey, after traveling for so many days, it's finally here!"

"Well, let's speed up! Try to get to Baishamen before midnight!"

Nanchen Wencai spoke.

Uncle Nine gave a "hmm" and nodded heavily.

Afterwards, all the people rode their horses in a hurry and went directly to Baishamen.

But the closer they got to the Baishamen, the more unsightly their expressions became.

Looking from a distance, the location where Baishamen was located was ablaze and thick smoke was billowing.

It was as if there was a fire.

This is not a good sign, and everyone's hearts are raised.

Continue to approach and wait for everyone to reach the foot of Baishamen Mountain.

The scene in front of them made everyone gasp.

The raging fire nearby continued to go up from the mountainside, and now it was halfway up the mountainside.

A forest fire has already formed, and the flame height can reach tens of meters.

The surrounding area is full of dark brown ashes, and there is a strong scorched smell.

From time to time, you can also see charred corpses and so on.

And halfway up the mountain, there were bursts of fighting sounds.

Apparently, a fierce fight was taking place on the mountain.

Nan Chen glanced around and saw a slightly intact corpse not far away.

Looking forward a few steps, it was the corpse of a Fusang man who had been dead for a long time. The special mangy hair style was easy to identify.

There is also a robe of an onmyoji on his body.

At the same time, Nan Chen also found that a corpse not far away was still moving.

Nan Chen hurriedly stepped forward to check, what kind of charred corpse is this?

It was a Taoist monk who had been burnt beyond recognition.

The monk was burned all over his body, and there was no intact skin.

His appearance was already unrecognizable, but his body was trembling, and his scorched fingers were still tightly clutching a long sword.

The word "Baisha" is engraved on the sword.

Obviously, this is a fellow Daoist of Baishamen.

"Fellow!"

Nan Chen was surprised, and quickly squatted down to see if he could help him.