Tao Zang Xuan Zhi

Wu Tianjie quickly smoothed things over:"Hey, Mr. Guo, don't be so hostile to Master Zhuo. This is all a misunderstanding. Who is Master Zhuo? Why would you embarrass an ordinary cultivator? If Junior Sister Zhong hadn't provoked him first, it wouldn't have been possible. Not like that. They are all immortal friends……"

"Who is his fairy friend! Guo Yuan was furious:"Wu Tianjie, Junior Sister Zhong and I are indeed not your Excellency Qingxu, but we are both members of the Supreme Qing Dynasty!" Junior Sister Zhong has been so injured by this person, and you still speak for him?! Was Junior Sister Zhong at fault first? What's wrong with her! Isn’t that the fact? This person helped the demon without distinguishing right from wrong, and even did evil things to the injured. Ha, now that he says that was not his intention, is it okay? A gentleman does not care about his deeds! Wu Tianjie, you have repeatedly rushed to defend this kind of people, what are your intentions!"

Wu Tianjie hasn't seen Guo Yuan be so angry in almost a century, but Guo Yuan makes sense, and he can't refute, so he can only persuade Zhuo Yansong with good words and exit the inner room."Oh, Mr. Guo, please don't. Angry, this is really a misunderstanding! Hey, okay, okay, Junior Sister Zhong will be left to you. The Young Sect Leader and I will go guard the other courtyard. It seems that there is indeed something in that other courtyard, and maybe those people will come again. Junior sister, don't be angry, and cultivate yourself well. You can rest assured that I am in the other hospital."

Now that the matter has come to this, Zhuo Yansong has nothing to say. He exchanged a few words with Wu Tianjie and then returned to Wufu Tower.

There are already two disciples waiting in Wufu Tower, and the disciples who went to Jiuzhaigou 18th Hall sent a flying letter. Nine Roads Eight of the men and horses reported at the same time that they encountered the escort vehicles escorted by various agencies to Hepei on the way, and the amount was roughly consistent with the initial letter asking each agency to provide them. What was even more strange was the location where they met the escort team. Calculating it, it was exactly where the escort team should go if each hall would send off immediately after receiving the flying letters. The disciples of the eighth team sent a letter asking for instructions whether to escort the escort back to Hepei directly with the disciples of each hall.

Zhuo Yansong handed over the two or three flying letters in his hand. I kneaded myself into a ball, and my mind was filled with doubts.

All escort carriages were dispatched on time and according to the quantity, and Zhong Wanling was also with Pei... Could it be that the spiritual bird was not robbed? Then, why did the spiritual thread on the spiritual bird suddenly disappear? Could it be that the spiritual bird was not robbed? Si was injured? But the letter was still sent. And if there was a mistake, it wouldn't be all wrong in all nine directions. Or those guys in Shangqing set up some kind of barrier with Pei. Although the spirit bird successfully sent it, it was also blocked. Due to the attack of the world, the tracking spirit thread was lost. This is somewhat possible. After all, the Shangqing Sect specializes in talismans, so it is not surprising that there are some unknown spells that are flashy but useless.

However, the matter is so important that it still cannot be done. imprudent

"Send a letter to those idiots and act according to the original order. Who allowed them to be opportunistic, lazy and slippery?"Zhuo Yansong ordered in a sinister tone.

The disciples waiting on both sides quickly accepted the order and were about to go down to send a letter. Zhuo Yansong said again:"Send another letter to the Changzhou branch and give them the location of the stronghold of the Eighteenth Hall of Jiuzhaigou. Do not stay."

The autumn rain is rustling, and thousands of lines are falling from the dim sky, flowing gently down the steep mountain wall, and converging into trickles on both sides of the valley. It is approaching dusk, the light is dim, and a line of sky is visible in the canyon. It is even darker, and it is like walking in a cave. The cold wind is howling, and it is very cold when passing through this dark valley that is like a bottomless pit. This is a very deserted path. Because of the many mountains and rugged roads, the roadside is deserted and ordinary. There are few people walking, and it is difficult to walk. But today, a team of forty or fifty people appeared on this road. This team walked quietly on this long and narrow mountain road. They were wearing hats and raincoats, and their luggage was They couldn't tell where they were, but if they looked carefully, they could still see swords and weapons that did not belong to ordinary people through the gaps in the raincoats.

The team stopped in front of this canyon, and the people in the middle made way for the rear of the team. The two people walked through and came to the two people at the front of the team. One of them asked:"What's the matter, Lao Jiang?"

A strong man in front took a torch and illuminated it. The cliff was so high in the darkness that it reached the top. The rock wall was very steep. It was not so much a canyon as a rock crevice that only allowed two or three people to walk side by side. It was pitch black and there was no front light. I don’t know if it’s because the road is too deep or because it’s too dark."This road is very deep, and I don’t know if it’s a dead end. Another person beside him fumbled around and pulled out a sheepskin map. His voice sounded very young."It should be accessible. After passing here, go down the mountain to the west and you will reach the border of Hunan and Guangdong. This is the shortest road.""

The person at the end of the team took the map, took a look at it, and said,"This valley road is still very long. According to the map, it is probably several miles. I don't know what time it is when I go out, and I don't know what the situation is ahead. Otherwise, let’s camp here first. Send two disciples to take a look first. If there is no way, prepare to climb the mountain tomorrow morning.

Another young man said:"No, the young master has an order. We must rush to Xiangyang within one day, and we must not delay here."

The middle-aged man was not happy. He bumped into the man and cursed,"What a bullshit order." I originally thought that Zhuo Yansong was better than the old guys from our sect, but it turned out that he was just the same person. Does he know how far the Changzhou branch is from Xiangnan? He said he would arrive within one day, so he should arrive within one day? If he was in such a hurry, why didn't he send our sect's spaceship to pick him up?

The young man still did not give up and argued:"The young sect master has told me that this matter is secret and cannot be exposed, so the flying magic weapon cannot be sent there.""

"What's the secret? If you can't call it, you can't call it. The Zhuo family and his son were fighting each other, and it was no secret that Zhuo Yansong lost power, so he should act like he was asking for help."The other person said angrily.

But the other young man opened his raincoat a little aggrievedly, looked at the beloved knife at his waist, sighed, and said quietly:"The ideals of the young sect leader are certainly good. But...I...cultivate immortality and Qi not to become a killer."His words were not loud, but they did reach the ears of the other three and the few disciples behind.

There was some commotion among the originally silent disciples, and some faint discussions could be heard."Yeah, why is this? We need to do the dirty work……""I don't want to kill anyone……""Doesn’t this go against the ideals stated by the Young Sect Leader?……"

"enough!"

At this time, the rain gradually became heavier, and it started pouring in a moment. Originally, there were few pedestrians on this mountain road, and the vegetation was dense. Most of the light rain was blocked by the vegetation, so the journey was relatively easy. But this time it rained heavily, and the rain fell on The branches gather into a stream, and when it accumulates too much, it is watered down. Once it falls, it will be watered all over the head and face. It feels even harder than outside. The feet are muddy, the body is wet and cold, and the dark road ahead continues. The cold and fierce wind blew, causing the dozens of people to lose their position.

"It doesn’t work here, you have to find another place!"