A thousand years ago, there was a largest and strongest country on the continent called the State of Chu.

The state of Chu established the Daomen force with the largest number of believers and the largest strength in the world, and then called this piece of the sky above the earth Chutian.

Later, the state of Chu fell, but the Daomen survived and spread all over the mainland.

Countless people in the world believe in the Daomen, and the entire Daomen believes in Chutian.

So above the world, it is still called Chutian.

Because of a major event that shocked Daqing and even the world ten years ago, in the hearts of the fake little Taoist priests in shabby Taoist robes, although they practiced and studied, they did not believe in Taoism, let alone Chutian.

He has many goals in this life, but after all, he points in one direction, and that is to tear this piece of Chutian above his head.

After Chu Xiangsheng answered the last question of the man in black, he looked up again at Chu Tian, who seemed to have been silent.

You see, I'm a little stronger again.

He thought to himself.

......

The sound of rain never stopped.

Chu Xiangsheng didn't look at the man in black who had died, he held the black umbrella and picked up the big yellow umbrella that was open on the ground, and took out a pill to stop bleeding from it, the saliva in his sticky mouth was mixed with rain, sweat and blood, and his lips chewed gently, and he felt the taste of sweet, salty, astringent and bitter.

He frowned slightly, then swallowed.

Then he turned off the black umbrella, put the big knife and the black umbrella into the big yellow umbrella, and then turned off the big yellow umbrella and clamped it under his armpit.

The three people in the pavilion looked nervous and shocked when they looked at the dead man in black, and then at the rain-drenched little Taoist priest who was slowly walking towards the pavilion.

Chu Xiangsheng walked into the pavilion, the bright light shone on his pale face, and the atmosphere looked a little weird.

He swallowed a faint taste of blood silently, and said a little weakly: "I only received the silver money once, and I can only protect you once, so you better leave quickly." The man said that soon he would be at the Qingyi Tower in Da'an City, so you should go there quickly. Otherwise...... You're still going to die. ”

After speaking, regardless of the reaction of the three people, Chu Xiangsheng stopped staying. He walked to the stall, put the big yellow umbrella under the stall, and pushed the stall towards the outside of the pavilion.

The two middle-aged men and the maidservant girl were stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly ran out of the pavilion, calling the other people in the mansion who had not yet paid attention to the movement here, and were frantically busy packing up their things. Then the servants were like rats who had abandoned their homes, and fled for their lives.

Soon after, the whole courtyard was left with the sound of the rain and the man in black who had long died lying quietly in the rain, and a messy chessboard in the pavilion.

At this moment, Chu Xiangsheng had already pushed the stall out of the alley and walked on the street of Tianfeng Street.

In addition to the sound of rain, the street was mixed with the babbling of wooden wheels and the occasional gentle coughing of teenagers.

In the dark night, the thin Taoist boy pushed the stall in the heavy rain and walked slowly on the deserted street.

The rain that flowed from him had a red and red color that could not be seen in the unstoppable darkness of the night.

The boy looked like a devil from hell.

......

"One of the guest elders in the hall has died. At this time, in a large courtyard in Qingfeng Town, a man in Tsing Yi sat in the lobby, took a sip of tea, looked coldly at the few black-clothed people who were half-kneeling on the ground below, and slowly spoke: "Although I don't know why he wants to do the abominable murder cultivation, whether it is a private matter or a collection of intelligence." But after all, it is our Elder Hakka of Yutang for many years, who has done so much for us, and I always have to do something for him after I die. ”

He took another slow sip of tea, then closed his eyes and felt the intermittent breath somewhere in the dark night through the mist and rain, and his face was as calm as water.

"It should have stopped somewhere near the end of Tianfeng Street. With Dayun Tower as the center, facing the end of the street, due southwest, two miles away. ”

Then the man in Tsing Yi opened his eyes and gently put down the teacup.

"Go and kill him. ”

Several men in black stood up and took the order.

......

Chu Xiangsheng took off his wet and shabby Taoist robe with some difficulty, replaced it with an equally shabby gray cloth robe, and then lay in the small room where he lived when he disguised himself as a Taoist priest these days, a little dying.

He's ready to heal and rest, and it looks like he's going to have to be careful when he goes out for the next month.

At the moment, he felt that it was not worth it to almost die for three hundred taels of silver. Although he often faced all kinds of dangers, he took on the business of so many employers, and rarely encountered such a thrilling and difficult moment.

But he was still glad that he didn't die, and he also revisited the things he learned from the bloody and escaped death in his practice, and the things he was most familiar with and best at.

Chu Xiangsheng took a hemostatic medicine before, although the wound was still bleeding slightly when he was walking on the road, there was no big problem. He wrapped the deep wound in a white rag, and apart from the pain that was still a little piercing, his life was no longer in danger.

He didn't care about the pain, he had been feeling all kinds of wounds since he was six years old, and he had become numb to the pain, perhaps this was the feeling he was most familiar with when he was alive.

He just wanted to lie down and rest at this point.

However, when he closed his eyes and wanted to rest, he noticed certain fluctuations. He closed his eyes, calmed down and felt it, and then realized that it was the fluctuation caused by the formation he had set up more than a dozen feet away.

Chu Xiangsheng opened his eyes, and his heart condensed slightly, it seemed that someone was coming, and it was very fast.

The comers are not good.

He narrowed his eyes with aura, and once again carefully felt the fluctuations and breath coming from not far away.

He felt the aura that was approaching seem familiar. He thought for a moment, and then his face became solemn.

The aura of the person who came was very similar to that of the man in black before.

As if thinking of something, Chu Xiangsheng tilted his head again and looked at the fortune-telling stall beside him, and there was also a faint smell of the same breath in it.

Then Chu Xiangsheng didn't think much about it, and immediately stretched out his right hand to pinch the trick, triggering several formations that had been set up around the hut a long time ago, and then hurriedly staggered to his feet, walked to the stall, and took out the big yellow umbrella.

He understood that the few people who came outside were the same group as the man in black who had fought with him in the rainy night before, and the reason why his whereabouts were exposed was the black umbrella, and it should be that someone could feel his location through the man in black's natal spiritual weapon.

Chu Xiangsheng was a little annoyed, he had always been cautious, but he didn't expect to make such a serious mistake this time. Although he also thought that there must be something wrong with the identity of the man in black before, he didn't pay too much attention to it, thinking that it would be okay if he killed someone and ran away, and it was precisely because of that little greed that he brought the black umbrella back.

Feeling that the few people not far from the hut were trapped by their own formation for a moment, Chu Xiangsheng's heart was very heavy, and he understood that at this time, he had really reached the point of life and death.

Almost all of the people outside are cultivators in the Enlightenment Realm, and their own formations can only trap them for a while, maybe after a dozen breaths, they will break through the formation and reach in front of them.

He was already badly injured and didn't have much strength to run anymore.

Chu Xiangsheng didn't have any time to hesitate, he had already made up his mind when he looked at the big yellow umbrella, thinking about how to escape from here.

He opened the big yellow umbrella, stretched out his right hand and touched it, and then took out the black umbrella and an old yellow talisman.

At this moment, he felt that his formation had been broken, and then he saw several black figures directly breaking through the thin wooden wall and entering the hut in an instant.

Chu Xiangsheng looked at the few figures who were about to surround him, his pale face looked very calm, and at the same time, he directly threw out the black umbrella with his right hand, and then grabbed the big yellow umbrella tightly, looked at the yellow talisman in his hand with some distress, and said "I'm going to lose again" in distress, and then patted the yellow talisman lightly without any hesitation.

Thousands of miles.

This is one of the most precious runes in the world, a rare rune that can only be made by legendary rune masters.

The yellow fu flashed violently, and the light directly wrapped Chu Xiangsheng's whole body tightly, and the few black-clothed people who just wanted to do it directly were stabbed in the eye, and their movements slowed down a little.

By the time they came back to their senses, the young man in front of them had long since disappeared.

The black-clothed man looked at each other, puzzled and shocked in his heart, and then really confirmed that the Taoist boy was not here, and silently put away the black umbrella that had fallen on the ground.

They didn't search around, just silenced for a while, and then left helplessly.

The rain was pouring down on the thatch.

......

A thousand miles of symbols, a thousand miles of symbols.

This yellow talisman continued to burn, taking Chu Xiangsheng to directly break through the space full of strong aura, and directly galloped straight towards the north at an incredible speed.

Chu Xiangsheng was also pierced by the light and closed his eyes, he only felt dizzy, the heavens and the earth turned upside down, and then only a moment later, he heard a boom, and found that there was no rotational turmoil around him.

He opened his eyes and found that he had escaped from the hut, but he did not know where he had landed.

It's a dense forest, and the sounds of all kinds of strange insects can be heard all around it.

Chu Xiangsheng couldn't hold back the great feeling of dizziness that still existed, looked up at the pitch-black Chu Tian with some difficulty, felt the breath of no cultivators around, and the big yellow umbrella in his hand was still holding it tightly, so he finally felt at ease.

He lay sleepy, thinking that it was good that there was no annoying sound of rain here.

Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

......

When Chu Xiangsheng woke up again, he found himself lying in a carriage carrying goods.

"Hey, are you awake?" Chu Xiangsheng just wanted to stand up, when he saw a plain-clothed girl on horseback in front of him speaking with some surprise, and then Chu Xiangsheng sat up with some difficulty, and the girl saw it and hurriedly said: "Your injury is very serious, don't move." ”

Chu Xiangsheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his big yellow umbrella was still by his side.

He looked at the plain-clothed girl with a delicate face, knowing that he had been rescued, and he said with some gratitude: "Thank you." ”

Then when he looked behind the girl, he saw several carriages in front of him, all loaded with goods, and in the front was a carriage carrying people, and several guards in front of the carriage followed closely on horseback.

The inlays are gorgeous, and the green cover is vermilion.

Chu Xiangsheng looked at it from a distance and knew that this was a typical eight-treasure car unique to the nobles of Daqing.

It appears to be a caravan of aristocratic horses engaged in business.

"This morning, my young lady felt your breath near a small road, so she sent someone through a dense forest to find you, and then carried you to the car. You've been lying down all day, and it's almost dusk now. The plain-clothed girl smiled, and then her tone was a little surprised.

Hearing this, Chu Xiangsheng looked at the manned carriage again and smiled: "Then I will have a chance to thank your young lady later." ”

"It doesn't have to be. The girl was slightly stunned when she heard this, and then said: "My young lady is very kind and understanding, but she doesn't want to meet people casually these days. The young lady is about to get married, and this is to meet her future uncle in the capital. It's not very convenient for her to see people now. ”

"It's a bit of a pity, so I bother you to thank your young lady for me. Chu Xiangsheng smiled dumbly, but then he seemed to think of something, he was slightly stunned, and then hurriedly asked, "You just said the capital? Could it be that these carriages are going to Daqing City?"

"Yes, Miss is going to the capital to get engaged, and the family's convoy is also going to the capital to complete a family business transaction. ”

The plain-clothed girl gently waved the whip in her hand, and the black horse neighed.

Chu Xiangsheng couldn't help but be extremely surprised, he didn't expect that with a dilapidated yellow talisman, he actually crossed more than half of the land of Daqing and directly arrived near the capital of Daqing Kingdom.

But then this surprise turned into a distress that made his hands tremble slightly.

The priceless Thousand Miles Talisman is really a Thousand Miles Talisman.

The cloth-clothed young man who still had a bun looked at the dense woods beside the road, and couldn't help but sigh distressedly.