The Purgatory Mountain procession composed of dozens of red-robed priests and giant chariots pulled by the two fire kings crossed Qianxia Mountain and entered the territory of Nanling Province.

In order to avoid shocking the world, the two fire kings were dressed in special black tunies, and only their eyes were exposed, and from the outside, they were just two huge giants.

What puzzled the Yun Qin cultivators and Yun Qin troops who were secretly observing along the way was that in this team in Purgatory Mountain, all the red-robed priests changed into robes after entering the territory of Nanling Province, although they still looked more vivid blood red in the snow, but the pattern on the red robe was no longer a flame, but the pattern of an eight-armed demon king.

All the red-robed priests were always neatly lined up in front of and behind the giant chariot, not taking a step away from this procession, nor did they talk to any Yunqin people at all, and the route they chose to travel was to avoid densely populated towns as much as possible, and they were not the main road, but the Yunqin soldiers and cultivators who were vigilantly observing this team secretly found that when some villages along the way began to discover this strange and mysterious procession, people began to follow behind the team, and more and more people came.

What shocked and puzzled these Yun Qin cultivators and soldiers even more was that the people who rushed here didn't seem to be the cultivators of Da Mang Hidden or Purgatory Mountain, but ordinary Yun Qin people!

The column of Purgatory Mountain remained silent all the time, and all the red-robed priests were moving fast... However, in such a cold and snowy place, those ordinary Yunqin people, like the most devout believers, were able to keep up with this column, and they always followed them respectfully for miles away, not daring to disturb this column of Purgatory Mountain.

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Zeng Rou sat in the Wuwei Guanmu Building of the East King Mausoleum.

In the battles of Dongjing, Shaohua, and Falling Stars, he was already the supreme guard of Dongjingling designated by Gu Yunjing, and after Gu Yunjing's death, he had become the second person in the military of the entire Nanling Province, and had absolute real power in the southern border pass.

After the snow began to fall in the East Jingling, he often went to Wuweiguan and watched the Taoists of Wuweiguan idle to make dried fruits and make rice wine.

At this moment, in front of him, there was a plate of dried fruits stained with salt, and a pot of old rice wine newly opened by the Taoist who had no way to see.

The rice wine gradually warms in the iron kettle.

A sharp sound of footsteps had already reached the door, and before even knocking on the door, a middle-aged general with black armor covered with white snowflakes pushed open the door, wrapped in a gust of cold wind in front of Zeng Rou, and said nervously: "The team of Purgatory Mountain has arrived outside the Dongjing Mausoleum. ”

Zeng Rou slowly raised her head and looked at her general, without the slightest nervousness and anxious look, but a trace of displeasure appeared on her calm face, "What's the hurry, the wine is blown cold." ”

After the grand meeting at Chiba Pass, at least the military at the southern border pass had reached some kind of tacit understanding with Qingluan Academy, but the vast majority of the soldiers were because of their admiration for what Lin Xi and some Yunqin cultivators had done that overwhelmed Zhongjun's thoughts, so for Zeng Rou, it was best to turn a blind eye to this kind of thing, just don't know, and if the two don't help each other, there is no need to be embarrassed and entangled.

This subordinate general has followed Zeng Rou for many years and understands Zeng Rou's intentions very well, but when he heard Zeng Rou's displeasure, he smiled bitterly and explained: "General... There are so many people following the Purgatory Mountain team, you can see it when you go and see it. ”

Hearing this general's words, the displeasure on Zeng Rou's face quickly disappeared, he didn't do anything more, just held up an umbrella, dressed in a single coat, like a piece of stone flying on the water, floating extremely fast, and arrived at the corner tower of the city wall before the fast horse of the general behind him.

In the flying snow of the city tower, there was no need for brass eagle eyes, Zeng Rou could clearly see the column coming towards the East King Tomb, as if it was going to go around the west side of the East King Tomb.

His brow furrowed unconsciously, and his calm countenance began to fill with genuine shock.

The Purgatory Mountain team at the front was still the dozens of red-robed priests and a giant chariot, without the slightest change, but there were already thousands of people following behind.

If it were thousands of Da Mang Guards, it would be nothing in his eyes, but now those thousands of people, at a glance, are all ordinary Yunqin people!

What happened to make so many Yun Qin ordinary people gather behind the ranks of Purgatory Mountain?

Moreover, this Purgatory Mountain team had only passed through half of the sparsely populated area of Nanling Province.

The previous general rushed to his side again with the sound of hurried footsteps, glanced at the team marching in the wind and snow, and asked in a solemn low voice: "General, let this team continue to march like this, I am afraid that the people who will follow behind will be several times, if something happens, I am afraid it will be out of control... What are we going to do?"

Zeng Rou thought for a while and said calmly: "I'll go out and have a look alone." ”

The general did not object, but just as Zeng Rou began to move again, he exclaimed in surprise: "General, they stopped." ”

Zeng Rou was stunned and turned to look

, but I saw that under the backdrop of thousands of Yunqin people in the back, the team that seemed more and more mysterious had completely stopped and stopped in front of a pavilion next to the road.

Zeng Rou suddenly thought of something, he looked up at the sky, in the vast sky, he saw several faint yellow lights, which were descending rapidly.

"It's none of our business. ”

Zeng Rou took a deep breath and whispered to his subordinates: "As for why this happened, Lin Xi will definitely give us an explanation." ”

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The heavy chariot stopped, no longer rubbing against the ice and snow.

Zhang Ping, who seemed to be sleeping in the giant chariot, slowly raised his lowered head.

All the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain began to disperse, leaving the giant chariot, and then took out tent-like objects with tiny metal connecting rods from the heavy packages behind them, and in an instant, many crimson metal films as light as cowhide were connected to each other, and a temple was built around this giant chariot.

All the red-robed priests finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to walk further, and only after a few miles of experience did they begin to spread out the waterproof bedding and begin to rest.

The long flags hanging on the giant chariot were rolled up to both sides, Zhang Ping looked at this crimson temple built by temporary splicing, and saw that the outstanding craftsmen of Purgatory Mountain were able to stitch together the joints of this temple so that not even a piece of snow flew in, but there was no appreciation for this craftsmanship in his eyes, this temple could block the snow falling from the sky, but it couldn't stop the snow falling in his heart.

He made a promise that he would cross Qianxia Mountain before it was covered by heavy snow.

That's exactly what he did, but this year's closure of Qianxia Mountain was many days earlier than in previous years.

So although he entered Yunqin according to the set date, he actually passed through Qianxia Mountain after the snow fell and closed the mountain, is this still a violation of his promise?

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Lin Xi stepped down from the Divine Tree Flying Crane that landed in front of this metal temple.

He knew that Purgatory Mountain had something to discover and track the Divine Wood Flying Crane, so he knew that Zhang Ping would definitely know about their arrival in advance.

The metal temple in front of it was not magnificent, but it was amazing enough to form at this moment, like a miracle.

The devout Yunqin people in the distance behind were also shocking enough to give people inexplicable psychological pressure.

Lin Xi also felt that this temple that was quickly spliced together was amazing, and those Yun Qin people who appeared inexplicably also shocked and puzzled him, but before he walked into this metal temple, he still smiled at all the young people of the academy behind him, and said, "You don't need to be so serious, right... Would you like to let Zhang Ping eat barbecue inside?"

Jiang Xiaoyi and the others laughed.

Everyone understood what Lin Xi meant... No matter what identity Zhang Ping came back in or what kind of face he came back, Lin Xi thought that this was a meeting between classmates and friends.

Zhang Ping heard Lin Xi's words in the giant chariot.

He thought for a moment, stood up, and stepped off the chariot.

The temple was not very large, but as all the red-robed priests moved away, this temple seemed to be extremely quiet, and the unusually monotonous metal color was unusually cold and solemn.

Lin Xi, Qin Xiyue and the others walked in.

In this cold and murderous metal hall, there was no smile on the faces of these young people from the academy who met again.

Lin Xi looked at Zhang Ping, who was wearing the Purgatory Mountain Palm Sect Divine Robe, motionless, he walked up, patted Zhang Ping's shoulder, and said seriously: "Since you have come back, relax a little, finally everything is over, everyone meets again, if you are so serious, even if I am happy, I can't laugh." ”

Zhang Ping nodded, did not speak immediately, but walked back to the giant chariot and sat down very tired.

"I understand. ”

After sitting down, he looked at Lin Xi and the others, and said in a somewhat difficult and slow voice: "It's just that I've been in Purgatory Mountain for too long, and I've forgotten how to laugh." ”

This sentence silenced everyone for a long time.

"We won after all. Lin Xi knew that it didn't make much sense to say anything comforting, so he also walked up to the giant chariot and sat down in front of Zhang Ping.

Jiang Xiaoyi and the others glanced at each other, and they all walked onto the giant chariot, just like sitting around the bonfire back then, and sat down casually.

"Are you seriously injured?" Lin Xi looked at Zhang Ping and asked softly, "Does it matter?"

Zhang Ping shook his head slowly: "It was very serious at the time, but now it has survived." ”

Lin Xi nodded, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Qin Xiyue, but he reacted again and held back. Because after the conversation in that valley, he understood Qin Xiyue's meaning, and he understood that he couldn't impose his will on Qin Xiyue.

"Everything will get better, and you will get used to it. So he smiled sincerely, looked at Zhang Ping, and said softly: "Since you're back, what are your plans next?"