As the sun sets, a wisp of red silk floats in the western sky.

The sky turned iron blue, as if several drops of ink had been sprinkled on a basin of clear water, not enough to dye the whole basin black, but enough to change the color of the water, almost blue-black.

Even though the man is not tired, the war horse is tired, and it is not feasible to walk at night.

The reason why Du Rui chose to take the land route instead of choosing a faster and easier waterway was to see the customs of the Tang Empire and the most real situation of the people, so he was not in a hurry to hurry, and the road could be called slow.

In his previous life, before the Red Dynasty uprising, Taizu had gone deep into the southern countryside and studied the situation.

Anything must be implemented, down-to-earth to understand the specific situation, this can be specifically analyzed, and the paper can finally feel shallow!

A horse came galloping from the front, and the dust was lost in the night, not visible.

The small convoy is like a sparrow, although it is small, it is complete, and on the way, it is also like a large army marching, with forwards, guards, and Chinese troops.

Du Rui is naturally in charge of the Chinese army, Nie Yuan guards on the left, Yue Chong guards on the right, the rear guard has three or two knights far behind, more than a mile apart, and the forward has three or five knights, who are far ahead, responsible for exploring the road, at this hour, there is more task, you have to find a camp for everyone, if you can, it is best not to sleep in the wilderness.

And there must be a place for water.

The Wei River has turned around to the north and is not visible.

Only the sound of the river crashing against the turbulent times of the valley can occasionally penetrate from the side of the rocks, drifting on both sides of the official road with the night wind.

Hua Chong came to the horse, the war horse had not stopped, he had swept off the horse's back, knelt on one knee, knelt in front of Du Rui, clasped his fists with both hands, bowed to Du Rui, and said loudly.

"Your Highness, there is a ruined temple in front of you, and there is a mountain stream next to it, tonight, you can rest here......"

Du Rui glanced at him, and Hua Chong lowered his head.

After the trip to the Yellow Dragon Secret Realm, Du Rui was changing at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, not only the problem of his figure, but the expression and temperament of the whole person, and there were two reasons why this was so.

The first reason, of course, is that he is no longer pretending to be and no longer wandering in the world.

The reason why he is not pretending is because his own strength is enough, in Chang'an City, although his cultivation is still not ranked, the ability to protect himself is there, take Yue Chong, who has been promoted to the innate realm, for example, if the two fight for life and death, it is still unknown who will die.

The second reason is that he can't suppress that breath.

Although, because of the suppression of not impacting the congenital, in order to fight against the surging true qi in the body, coupled with the relationship between the skyrocketing body and being too thin, it always gives people a feeling of recovering from a serious illness, however, you can't feel the haggard feeling of being seriously ill in him, a bit similar to Lamei in the snowstorm, but there is a strong will in the weak.

Therefore, just an understatement, Hua Chong, who has always been bold and reckless, did not dare to look directly, but subconsciously lowered his head.

Then, he heard Du Rui's voice.

"Good!"

This point, Du Rui is the same as before, there are still not many words, one word can be solved, never say the second word.

After a while, the group rushed to the campsite selected by Hua Chong and the others before dark.

The campsite is not next to the official road, but turns into a branch road overgrown with wild grass, although it has been abandoned for a long time, with thorns and weeds, it can still be vaguely seen that it is a road, the carriage turns into it, there is a rune array running, but it can also be passed, replaced by the carriage of Du Rui's previous life, it is impossible to enter.

After walking along the trail, which was only a shadow of a road, he heard the sound of a babbling stream, and then a mountain stream appeared in front of him, and the ruined temple was located on a small dirt slope beside the mountain stream.

On the hillside there was a huge banyan tree, with its branches, stretching out in all directions like an octopus, and it was wrapped around the ancient vines, which were entwined around the tree, and hung down from the branches like weeping willows.

The ruined temple is under the banyan tree, which is short and broken compared to the banyan tree.

The walls had been reduced to ruins, several side halls had collapsed, rubble everywhere, weeds were overgrown, and guards were cutting down the weeds and thorns with their swords, and under the sword aura, foxes and squirrels flew out of the weeds and burrowed into the bushes on the side.

At the top of the banyan tree, wild birds hovered in the air, quacking and quacking.

This banyan tree has its home, and because of the group of people below, the wild birds dare not fall, and the nests in the canopy, the chicks that cannot yet fly, echo each other with their parents.

The main hall has not collapsed, and it is still intact, but the Buddha statues on the altar have disappeared, and they have been pushed to the ground by people at some point, turning into a pile of mud.

In the previous dynasty, the Great Qi Dynasty worshiped Buddha and extinguished the Tao, and Buddhist temples were everywhere, and the same was true in the Guanzhong area.

The reason why Daqi perished also has something to do with it.

The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism has been going on for a long time, and when Buddhism has the advantage, it must be the secular forces that support it to unify the world, and vice versa.

The destruction of the Shaolin Temple in the northern part of Zen Buddhism is also a sign.

Although the ruined temple in front of him is in the wilderness, it has not escaped the end of ruin.

The guards who went ahead had already collected firewood, and in the main hall, there was a bonfire lit, even if there was a fire, the whole hall still gave people a ghostly feeling.

One of the guards sneezed and shuddered.

"What the hell is ...... weather"

He muttered.

Du Rui glanced at him.

These guards under his hands, the worst is also a martial artist of Xiao Zhou Tian's consummation, once Xiao Zhou Tian is opened, he is basically not afraid of cold and heat, even if it is a few degrees below zero in the snow, as long as the true qi is running, it will not catch a cold and fever, even if he has not operated the true qi, the body that has been soaked in medicinal soup alone is much stronger than ordinary people.

Now, it is still late autumn, and early winter has not yet arrived.

Even the northland grassland outside Yanmen Pass still has no first snow.

In such weather, a warrior would actually shiver, or be by the fire, and he was not surprised by this, this incident itself is very strange!

So, Du Rui stood up.

Now, in order to control the true qi in his body, before the pores of his whole body penetrated and before the glazed golden body was reached, he didn't want to be promoted to the innate level, and the price he paid for this was to control the flying true qi in his body at all times, so as not to accidentally collude with the outer heaven and earth, forming a cycle of inner and outer universes, so that he had to step into the innate way.

After all, the three hundred and sixty acupuncture points have been penetrated, and it only takes one turn of the mind to achieve it.

The divine thoughts have always been adducted and controlled, so it is difficult to release them.

If the mind is not released, it will not be possible to explore this place, which is a dilemma.

Looking around, there is no problem, everything looks normal, but the temperature is a little colder, the abandoned temple in the mountains, there are ancient trees next to it, there are streams not far away, and the temperature is a little lower!

With the naked eye alone, as well as the five senses, there should be no clues.

It's just that the group is all martial artists, and Yue Chong is even more congenital, he doesn't look unusual, maybe he is too worried, right?

At that moment, there was a singing voice.

"Life is a matter of will

A pot of turbid wine is a long song

A sword spans thousands of mountains

Pride sprinkled all over the endless water......"

The singing voice is heroic, and there is a faint meaning of dust.

Hearing this singing, Yue Chong looked happy and stood up, and then, as if he remembered something, he turned his head and said to Du Rui.

"Your Highness, Yue met an acquaintance......

The singing voice entered his ears, and the true qi in his body vibrated slightly, Du Rui also knew that the person who came was extraordinary, and the rhyme contained in this song alone could cause him to feel his true qi, which was definitely not something that ordinary people could do.

Acquaintance?

Huashan faction?

Du Rui didn't speak, just looked at Yue Chong, Yue Chong comprehended, and continued.

"The singer is my sword sect elder, the wine man, and the demon suppressor......"

Demon slayer?

The rarest transcendent in this world, as the prince of Du Rui, has only seen the figure of the demon suppressor a few times from afar, and in the palace, even if there is a dragon qi blessing and a protective array, the demon suppressor needs to exist.

Within the Warden Division, there is a special department, where there are demon suppressors, who are responsible for solving all strange things.

The Huashan faction naturally has a demon suppressor.

Basically, the difference between a family and whether it is a door valve is related to whether it has a demon suppressor, if a family does not have a demon suppressor, then, this family can only be a family, or it is a strong family, and it cannot be called a door valve.

The same is true of denominations.

Any powerful sect must have a demon suppressor, and a super sect like Huashan has a special hall, and there are not two or three demon suppressors in it, and only a very small number of family sects that have been inherited for thousands of years know the reason for the existence of evil spirits, and this secret even involves the rise and fall of human beings, which has a great terror......

The demon suppressor of the Huashan faction appeared here?

Could it be?

Du Rui didn't speak, and nodded towards Yue Chong.

The next moment, a gust of wind stirred, and Yue Chong's figure disappeared from the main hall.

Then, a sword light streaked through the darkness and flew towards the bottom of the hillside.

"Uncle Shi, look at the sword ......"

Yue Chong's voice was heroic and passionate.

"Yo, Xiaoyue, it's innate! Turtle son, it's a ......."

The voice of the wine man was hoarse, and he had a sip of Shu.

A cyan gourd phantom rose, dripping and spinning, and the sword light slashed on it, completely powerless, and quickly dissipated.

"Xiaoyue, it's not strong enough, give Lao Tzu a little more strength!"

Suddenly, the sword light became more prosperous, turning into thousands of rays of light, like a white shuttle, flying towards the phantom of the cyan gourd, rippling up electric light, sound, color, light and shadow, brilliant and colorful.

However, the cyan gourd phantom stood still.

The blue light shone brightly, without the slightest weakening, as if the thousands of sword lights did not exist.

"Don't play, Uncle Shi, you have a magic weapon, you don't have to fight!"

"Hahaha, Ge Laozi, there is no need for a magic weapon, it is a treasure ......"