Fa Xuan grew up rapidly, he was naïve at that time, his face was a little more angular, and even his height had grown a little taller, it looked like an adult, and Liao Jie was not too short when he stood together.

At this time, he was full of sadness, not because he had been attacking Baima Mountain for a long time, but because the grain and grass in the army were no longer sustainable.

Even if it is halved, it will only be enough to last for a month, and after a month, there will be no food left.

It's not just him, even Liao Jie has no other way.

The whole world is short of food and grass, let alone them.

The rebels are a special group, they are composed of refugees from the Buddha country, food and clothing are their most urgent needs, if even food and clothing can not be solved for them, then the rebels will really exist in name only.

Liao Jie knew this, and Fa Xuan knew even better.

"There are two ways to resolve the immediate crisis, one is to take the White Horse Mountain within this month, and the other is to get grain and grass. Which one do you think is feasible?" Liao Jie turned his head and asked Fa Xuan.

"It's hard. ”

"Don't forget, it's difficult for us, and it's even more difficult for the White Horse Temple on the mountain, and their food should also be exhausted, and they are not much stronger than us. Liao Jie reminded him.

Fa Xuan is now the leader of the rebel army, and even more so their spiritual pillar, although he is still very immature at times, but Liao Jie's obligation is to remind him at all times.

"So what should we do. Fa Xuan asked suspiciously.

"Hold on. I'll find a way for Shizi. Liao Jie said with a slight sigh. Canghai City is his biggest backing after all.

There are a lot fewer people in Liangzhou City, compared with two months ago, it should be more than half, even the heavy rain can't stop people from leaving Liangzhou City. And Di Yun didn't stop them. Defending the city was a process of waiting for death, and he certainly didn't want everyone to stay and wait for death.

The stone roads in Liangzhou City were washed very clean by the heavy rain, and it was difficult to see a trace of dirt.

This should be a good thing for people, but no one notices it.

The people were unified by the army and moved to live in the south of the city. And the large vacant houses were allocated to the fighters. Naturally, the camp tent is not as comfortable as the house to sleep on, and it is still a rainy day. Naturally, the soldiers were very willing.

Because of his special identity, Ji Jiu was assigned to a separate room. It's good for him, it's quiet.

During this time, he subconsciously looked up a lot of books on spiritual practice, trying to find some clues about himself through these books, but he didn't succeed, which made him even more confused.

He looked at his black and dirty hands, and couldn't see any difference from the others, shaking his hands into a fist, letting go, reworking hard, releasing them, and so on many times before he stopped silently.

Who he really was, where did he come from, where did his parents be? He tried to remember, but even when he thought of his splitting headache, he didn't make the slightest progress. The farthest memory is waking up early in the morning and seeing the woman go back to Kyoto with him.

However, he knew that something must have changed during his time in his slumber, and he wondered what had happened before he fell asleep.

He silently used his essence to check the movement in his body, and the cultivation books said that the essence of a cultivator came from the meridians, but he was surprised to find that his essence came from every inch of his body, every place, which made him even more suspicious of his origin.

The room was silent, and outside, the rain had finally subsided, and only the occasional sound of falling on the window was still proving that the rain had not completely stopped.

But apparently it won't last much longer.

"When the rain stops, the ghosts will come again. Ji Jiu muttered to himself. Just as he had said this, someone pushed open his door.

The man who came was a middle-aged man, he didn't have an umbrella, but the raindrops didn't hit him anywhere. The man walked into the house as if he were returning to his own home, and then closed the door casually. patted the dust on his body, and then glanced at Ji Jiu. Then he sat down on the side of the square table in the room, poured himself a cup of herbal tea, took a sip, and did not speak.

Ji Jiu looked at the scene in front of him, from the time the man entered the house to the time he finished drinking tea, he didn't say a word, just watched it lightly.

The man was surprised, his surprise was not why Ji Jiu didn't say a word, what surprised him was that Ji Jiu not only didn't say a word, but also didn't even have an unexpected look.

"You're weird. The middle-aged man who entered the room finally couldn't hold back after drinking the third cup of cold tea.

"You're weird, too. Ji Jiu was stunned for a moment, scratched his forehead and said.

"Well, of course I should be weird. Why else would you come to this place? The middle-aged man said as a matter of course.

"Why are you here? It's going to be a dangerous war here. ”

"It's not going to be long here, where are you going next?" the middle-aged man didn't answer, but asked another question.

"Kyoto Castle? maybe. Ji Jiu was stunned for a moment and replied.

"Oh. Is there any place you'd like to go?"

"This ......" Ji Jiu was stunned, and after thinking for a long, long time, the middle-aged man had already drunk all the cold tea in the teapot before Ji Jiu said an answer that made him ambiguous. "I often dream of a mountain, but I don't know where it is, and if the country is destroyed, I might go and see it. ”

"Oh. The middle-aged man paused for a moment, then nodded. Didn't ask him any more questions.

"It's dawn, it's time for me to go. After a long time, the middle-aged man glanced at the sky, which was gradually brightened despite being covered by dark clouds, and said to Ji Jiu.

Ji Jiu was speechless for a while, not knowing what the purpose of this strange man was here.

"Do you know who I am?"

The middle-aged man shook his head: "You don't even know who you are, how can I know." ”

"Oh. No, Ji Jiu suddenly reflected, "How do you know that I don't know who I am?"

"You have too many questions. The middle-aged man didn't intend to answer his question, got up and put the teacup back next to the teapot and pushed the door open.

"Who are you?" Ji Jiu suddenly asked when the middle-aged man was about to leave. 、

The middle-aged man paused as he left, and said, "They all call me Mr. Big." Then the real person disappeared in an instant into the misty drizzle

There are fairy mountains.

The middle-aged man who disappeared in Liangzhou City had already crossed thousands of miles before noon and came to Youxian Mountain far away in the sky.

Compared with the drizzle of Liangzhou City, this place is simply like a fairyland on earth.

Not only was there no rain, not even dark clouds.

"Master. Nangong Han stood outside the grass pavilion. After confirming that the old man was not asleep, he said respectfully.

"Are you back?" the squinting old man gradually opened his eyes after Nangong Han spoke.

"Yes, he's Xuanjian. Nangong Han said affirmatively.

After hearing Nangong Han's words, the old man gasped.

"This ...... Xuanjian turned into a human. Nangong Han thought of the person he saw who was no different from ordinary people, and couldn't help but gasp, he couldn't believe what he said, but it was the truth.

"No, there's another possibility. ”

"Is there another possibility?" Nangong Han was puzzled and asked suspiciously.

"Xuanjian may have been a person in the first place, he just returned to the way he should be. The old man squinted his eyes and said his guess.

"This .................." Nangong Han gasped again.

This kind of speculation made him even more incredulous, what kind of formation or method could turn a person into a monster, and for so long.

"If that's really the case...... Isn't that the Xuanjian Gate hiding an even bigger secret?"

"Xuanjian Gate has never been simple, and since its inception, it has been a mystery. The old man took a long breath.

"You can run again. ”

"Where are you going?"

"Kirin Pavilion. This matter must be clarified before Yu Yaozi finds him, otherwise if he knows such a fact, something big may happen. The old man said worriedly.

"Understood, master, disciple will do it. ”

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