The name of Taoyuan Immortal Sect is not only enough to deter Xiaoxiao, but also has the support of the imperial court.

Coupled with the presence of monks such as Wang Puchuan, as well as the maintenance of Taoyuan's disciples, this place is already on the right track.

Jiang He didn't have to do anything, he could stay on Chiyun Mountain all day to practice and practice, and guide Qiao Qiao to practice swords and learn swords.

In this comfortable state, he successfully broke through the bottleneck and reached the fourth order of cultivation.

It was also at this time that he felt a little bit of distraction-

Peace has returned to the place, and people live and work in peace and contentment.

However, Jiang He was not satisfied with this.

He knows very well that due to the inaction of the family court and the rampant evil cults, what is the dire situation of the world now.

It's the same as Wang Puchuan's thoughts not long ago.

There are already immortal sects secretly recruiting troops and horses, trying to raise the anti-flag and subvert the rule of the family.

Some immortal sects even secretly communicate with evil sects and demon sects, and exchange support by promising benefits......

Troubled times have arrived.

With Jiang He's temperament, how can he transcend the world?

He couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to walk into this rolling red dust.

As for the Taoyuan Immortal Sect, under the control of Wang Puchuan and other monks, it was enough to maintain stability.

Jiang He travels outside, and he can also guide the trapped people to take refuge in Taoyuan, or make friends with scattered heroes to add new help to Taoyuan.

These are mutually reinforcing.

When Jiang He informed Wang Puchuan and others of his thoughts.

They weren't surprised, but they were a little emotional.

"I have long said that even if I have good thoughts, it is only the goodness of a place, and when I see this paradise scene, I am already satisfied, and I don't want to go anywhere......"

"Brother Liu is the one who really has the heart to help the world."

"Go ahead, I promised you to sit here, and I will never disappoint you."

“…… I just can't be idle. ”

Jiang He shook his head and said.

"Kindness does not distinguish between high and low, and it is not inferior to helping one person than saving ten people."

"You can sit here and protect all the people from evil spirits, this is already the heart of the world."

"Don't be presumptuous and suppress your heart."

Wang Puchuan and the others couldn't help but smile.

Brother Liu speaks well, and he loves to listen to it.

Jiang He packed his bags and asked Wang Puchuan to help take care of the medicine garden, then he took the Ghost Spirit Knife and Xiaoxiao and left the Taoyuan Immortal Sect together.

After saying goodbye, the monks looked at the backs of the two and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Just as the crowd was about to disperse, a monk named Deng Bai suddenly spoke.

"Speaking of which, what is the relationship between Brother Liu and Xiaoxiao?"

Jiang He did not hide his past experience, and all the Taoyuan monks knew that he was on the streets and was rescued by Xiaoxiao.

At this time, Deng Bai spoke, obviously referring to something else.

Wang Puchuan understood what he meant and shook his head.

"Not an adopted daughter."

In the surprised eyes around him, Wang Puchuan said calmly.

"Brother Qiao told me, it's a wandering daughter."

"It's just that Brother Liu feels guilty and hasn't recognized each other so far."

Hearing this exciting news, the monks' eyes widened.

A moment later, a sigh rang out.

Most of them come from families, even if they are from ordinary people, they have long known the pedantic rules of the family.

It is an iron law that the lineage can only intermarry with other families.

Liu Xiaoxiao's mother must not be from a family.

And she never appeared, I'm afraid long gone......

"No wonder ......"

"Alas...... God have mercy on Brother Liu. ”

"I hope that their father and daughter will recognize each other soon......"

……

Jiang He walked through the forest, raised his hand and rubbed his nose.

I always feel like someone is thinking about something rude.

"Dumb, where are we going now?"

Liu Xiaoxia on the side is wearing a sword, full of heroism.

This time, she was much more excited than Jiang He.

After all, in order to report to Jiang He, she ran all the way to the outside of Chiyun Mountain, and there was almost no stop in between.

In recent years, staying in Taoyuan Township, he has nothing to do, even if he encounters the invasion of a big demon, he has a formation to deal with it, and he doesn't need to do it himself.

Life is similar to that in the Lingyuan Sect, it is all ordinary practice.

Now that she has left Taoyuan Township, she seems to have returned to the time when she was looking for the Immortal Sect with the dumb man and Uncle Qiao.

The difference is that she is no longer powerless, and truly has the power to fight against demons.

Naturally, my heart was full of anticipation.

"Don't you know how to deduce?"

Decide the way forward by derivation?

Liu Xiaoxiao took out the hexagram plate and cast the spiritual magic method, and the lines of information flowed into his heart.

It's just that, compared to the Spirit Sect Master, the information she got was not only vague, but also extremely complicated.

A moment passed before she spoke.

"Dongfang Ji, Southeast Xiaoji, South Fierce ......"

"Let's go, let's go south."

Jiang He snapped his fingers and walked south.

Liu Xiaoxiao looked up in amazement.

Is this how the method of derivation is used?

It's different from what Master taught!

[You think quietly, say goodbye to your friends, and leave Taoyuan. 】

[Outside the peach source, the sky is wide and the earth is wide, you find the way forward by pushing and deriving, tend to avoid good fortune, and walk towards danger. 】

[It should be the fourth year of the calendar, the fifteenth day of the lunar month. 】

[You and Xiaoxiao traveled to Linzhou, rested in the teahouse, heard that evil cultivation was raging, broke through Hunjiang City, the city officials were killed, the people were slaughtered, and people and animals were gone. 】

[When this matter spread, everyone in the cities of Linzhou was in danger, and the monks were panicked. 】

[When the tea people are worried, you notice something strange outside the building, look at it with the eyes of the sky, and see the beggars crying. 】

Linzhou is similar to Huangzhou, both of which are states where the imperial court is relatively weak and close to the Demon Sect.

It is precisely because of this that the family monks who can serve as city officials in these states are generally fourth-order monks, and those who are weaker are also third-order.

With many forces such as bloodline magic, city formation, fast catching, and scattered cultivation.

Even if it is a fifth-order evil cultivator or demon, it is difficult to easily break it.

Most of the demons above the fifth order stay in their own territory to cultivate, and if they are not necessary, they rarely run out to wreak havoc.

Therefore, in the midst of increasing chaos, the city represents security.

It is a place of refuge for ordinary people and casual cultivators.

But......

When Hunjiang City was attacked by evil cultivators, it was slaughtered up and down.

The city that used to be impregnable has become no longer safe.

People's hearts began to panic, and many of the casual cultivators were already planning to move again, and even the city officials themselves became worried, worried that they would be killed by the evil cultivators one day.

The teahouse where he rested was full of all kinds of pessimistic remarks.

"Is this where the Evil Elephant comes from......"

Liu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but be a little nervous.

An evil cultivator who can slaughter an entire city has reached the fifth order of cultivation no matter how it can be said, and he is a real great demon.

At this moment, she saw Jiang He suddenly get up and walk outside the teahouse.

She hurriedly followed, came to the outside of the teahouse, and was about to speak, her eyes were stagnant.

But I saw a beggar sitting paralyzed outside the teahouse.

An eccentric beggar.

His hair was disheveled, his clothes were uncovered, his eyes were sunken, his eyes seemed to have been forcibly gouged out, his bare skin was covered with scars, and he sat weakly by the wall.

He listened to the conversation in the teahouse, shed two lines of tears, and opened his mouth slightly, but he could only make a whining sound.

At this moment, Liu Xiaoxiao seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago.

"Dumb ......"

Jiang He took out a healing elixir and put it in the beggar's mouth.

The elixir turned into a stream of energy in an instant, turning into pupils and tongues, and the scars on the surface of the body quickly calmed down.

The beggar looked up, and the light fell into his eyes, but it did not arouse much of a look, and he still burst into tears.

"I'm sorry ......"

[You once fell into the streets, and you knew that there was something wrong with the beggar, so you saved him with a spirit pill, healed his body, and took him into the building to heal his heart with words. 】

[The beggar gradually recovered, and the dialect came from. 】

[He is an official of Hunjiang City, who was ordered to shelter the people and sit in Hunjiang. 】

[One day when refugees entered the city, the blood plague bred and spread rapidly. 】

[Although monks can resist the blood plague with their spiritual power, mortals are powerless and difficult to resist. 】

[His son was young, had not yet set foot in cultivation, and was also infected with the blood epidemic, becoming more and more emaciated, and his vitality was gradually fading. 】

[In order to save his son, the official of Hunjiang City secretly left the city and wanted to take him to seek medical treatment. 】

[However, just outside the city, he was ambushed by evil cultivators and was seriously injured and captured. 】

[The son was refined, and his blood was lost, and he was reduced to a waste and abandoned to another city. 】

[When I was breathing, I heard about the city breaking, and I knew that there was no city official in the Hunjiang River, and the big array was difficult to start, so it was broken. 】

[The son could not be saved, and the people of the city also died, and the father and the official were all derelict in their duties. 】

[Therefore the heart mourns like death.] 】

Jiang He sighed slightly.

Blood plague is rampant, and young sons are infected.

The officials of Hunjiang City were anxious, and took their young son out of the city to seek medical treatment, although it was a little reckless, but it was not a big mistake.

After all, young children are already vulnerable, and if Feishu seeks a doctor, the young child may not be able to survive until the doctor comes.

If you want to say dereliction of duty......

He failed to control the refugees entering the city, which was a real dereliction of duty.

If he, like Wang Puchuan, had examined every refugee who had defected, the blood plague would not have been able to infiltrate the city so easily and break out completely.

However, what is truly hateful is the cult cultivators.

Unleashed the blood plague, designed the city officials, and even refined the young son into an elixir in front of him, just for that trace of bloodline power......

Then, taking advantage of the city's air defense, he stepped on the Hunjiang River.

This is the real act of extermination.

Seeing that the officials of Hunjiang City were already completely saddened.

Even when he mentioned the past, he simply shed tears, without much hatred, and completely lost his heart.

Jiang He could only let him rest well, and walked out of the room with Liu Xiaoxiao.

"Dumb, that's ......"

"It's him."

Jiang He nodded.

Although evil cultivators are everywhere, not all evil cultivators like to turn the bloodline of the family into ruins and throw them into the city to fend for themselves.

The vast majority of the Blood Sect's evil cultivators will directly kill the people of the family and refine all the power of the bloodline to form a secret blood pill.

This kind of perverted technique is purely a personal fetish.

Coupled with the appearance description of the evil cultivator by the Hunjiang City Official.

Jiang He can be sure.

This evil cultivator who slaughtered Hunjiang City was the one who abolished his predecessor in the first place.

Liu Xiaoxiao remembered how mute was on the verge of death and wandering the streets.

She couldn't help but clench her fists.

"What now?"

"Find him."

Jiang He said.

"Kill him."

Today is still two watches, and there is one shift at eight o'clock.

(End of chapter)