"The land of the altar, the most spiritual of the gods, ascends to heaven and earth, goes out of the secluded and enters the underworld, where it comes, the fierce retreats quickly, the spirits flee, and the demons escape thousands of miles......"

Fu Meng, the leader of Hu Shang with deep eyes and a high nose and thick curly hair, spoke a fluent Central Plains accent, standing in front of the stone carved land temple at the intersection, praying with pious incense on his face.

This land temple is no bigger than a water tank, standing at the intersection of a wasteland, which is particularly abrupt and natural.

Behind Hu Renfumeng, a caravan with more than a dozen carts was waiting quietly.

If you look closely, half of them are Hu people, half of them are Han people, all of them are short-sleeved shirts, crotch trousers, and they are dressed as Hu people.

Among them, many martial artists with swords in their hands sat on the carriage, holding withered grass in their mouths, and looked at this scene with indifferent eyes.

Compared to the immortals, they believe in the scimitar in their hands more.

Not long after, after Fu Meng finished worshipping, he flicked his sable tail hat, turned around, and beckoned.

The subordinates over there immediately reacted and shouted loudly: "Let's go-"

The shouting like a mountain song woke up the lazy pack horses, and the huge caravan slowly moved around.

"Stop—there's cavalry! There are cavalry! ”

Suddenly, the lazy bodyguard martial artist shouted a warning.

The huge caravan was in chaos, but it was in order, the wagons were outside and the livestock were protected, and in a moment, it turned into a small position.

"Da Da Da-"

It was only then that the coachmen in the convoy heard the sound of horses' hooves, which sounded like thunder, coming from the direction they came, that is, from the hinterland of the Central Plains.

When I raised my eyes and looked away, I saw that on the dry official road, an earth dragon was coming at a gallop.

When it approached, the caravan was stunned, but saw that there were only one horse and one person.

Fu Meng, who was lying next to the wagon, saw that the horse's eyes suddenly lit up, and murmured, "Dragon foal! ”

As soon as the cavalry arrived, Fu Meng shouted: "Dao Chief, where do you want to go?" ”

Mo Chuan, who came in response to the incense, shook the reins, made a "law" sound, and arched his hand: "The poor road wants to go to the grassland, but you are returning to the caravan?" ”

"Exactly, the Taoist wants to go along?" Fumeng replied.

"Your Excellency has the courage to be afraid that the poor road is the soldier and bandit sentry?" Mo Chuan said with a smile.

"The poor countryside can't raise such a talented soldier as the Taoist chief!" Fumon laughed.

"Your Excellency has good eyesight!"

Mo Chuan replied loudly, I don't know if he was praising Fumeng or praising himself.

Fumeng waved his hand and motioned for the caravan to lift its guard and set off again.

Seeing this, those martial artists had a bad face, and even one of them came to Fu Meng's side and whispered a few words in a low voice, looking at Mo Chuan with a look of vigilance.

In this chaotic world, how dare ordinary people break into the border?

Fu Meng obviously had his own plans, and he rode a pack horse and rode alongside Mo Chuan.

However, if you look closely, the pack horse is not only a lot shorter than the dragon horse, but also looks very afraid of the dragon horse under Mo Chuan's crotch, and is always half a body behind.

"Contemptible Fumeng, a merchant of the Pop Country, what do you call the Taoist chief?" (罽, jì)

"The poor road is empty, and the mountain and wild people are empty."

Mo Chuan said, glancing at the land temple where the incense was flourishing, and asked, "Your Excellency also believes in the land god?" ”

Fu Meng smiled: "Hehe, there is no harm in saying goodbye." ”

Mo Chuan smiled and said nothing, thinking to himself, aren't you just worshipping at random?

Thinking of this, Mo Chuan squinted his eyes and looked at the mountains in front of him, the mountains were stacked like a sleeping dragon lying horizontally, the mountains were barren, and the green was mixed with the gray of a large area of bare rock formations, like a disease of ringworm and scabies.

A layer of faint demonic energy, like clouds and mist, floating on the top of the mountain.

"It's the first time the Taoist has come to Biansai, right?"

"yes!"

"That's the Adai Mountains, and through this mountain range you go out and out of the state, and then there's the Gobi, the grassland, the desert...... But it's hard to see a human figure anymore! ”

Fu Meng seemed very knowledgeable and took the initiative to introduce the customs and customs of Biansai to Mo Chuan.

As for Mo Chuan's purpose, he didn't inquire.

In other words, this is also the rule of caravan partners, no inquiry, no exploration, there is a fate to gather, there is no reason to disperse.

As the two talked, the caravan slowly stepped into the mountains.

The mountains are huge, and once you step into them, you feel even bigger.

This is not a cramped walk in the mountain stream, but a kind of walking in the vastness of the grassland.

The mountains lie on either side, like a sticker of the sky, giving a sense of unreality.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, even though Mo Chuan had already had a glimpse of the incense, being in it at this time still gave him a great shock!

After being in the cage for a long time, you can return to nature.

A mysterious and mysterious feeling floated in his heart, and he subconsciously wanted to grasp the feeling of this moment, but unexpectedly, this feeling came and went faster.

His instinct was about to use all the leaks, but before his supernatural powers came out, he smiled dumbly and dispersed the Dharma.

- Too deliberate, if you grasp the sand, you will miss the sand of wisdom.

Thinking of this, he no longer deliberately pursued, and had the right to go out to travel.

……

The Fumeng caravan walked very slowly, and this walk was four days and three nights.

At the beginning, Fumeng would come to talk with Mo Chuan, talk about the Central Plains, talk about Biansai, and talk about Zoroastrianism;

Xu was too windy and sandy in the Gobi, so he gradually stopped coming, and only curled up in the carriage and pretended to sleep.

However, with two meals a day, Mo Chuan will still be greeted.

Mo Chuan was also not polite.

It was not until the fifth day that the caravan finally left the Addai Mountains.

Fumeng shouted to stop the caravan, leaving half a cart of supplies, and then shouted at the caravan to move on.

The caravan coachman and the warrior were not surprised by this.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan was silent.

Not long after the caravan left, several rickety figures wearing felt hats and veils appeared beside the goods, screaming at each other, carrying the goods and running towards the mountains.

These rickety figures are small in size, but they are extremely fast.

Like a horse galloping between the vast Gobi, when the sun rises, it escapes into the mountains, winds around and winds, and finally submerges into a deep cave.

"It's kind of interesting."

A figure wearing a hat quietly appeared outside the cave.

- It is the ghost puppet of Mo Chuan.

"Who's coming?"

A low cry came from the cavern.

"Poor road wandering, coming from Middle Earth, passing by the treasure land, wanting to beg for a bowl of water to drink."

"Huh?"

The little demon guarding the door in the cave was stunned for a moment, and in the whisper, a low voice came: "Wait!" ”

Not long after, a demon wearing a felt hat and a long robe, looking like a bearded man, walked out.

Mo Chuan smiled dumbly when he saw this.

What is this, black mermaid?

"As soon as the god received the caravan sacrifice, the Taoist friends came to find him, didn't he want to help the world and save people, kill demons and eliminate demons?" The demon looked vigilant, as if he could do it at any moment.

"There is also a way to steal, if the poor road kills you, I don't know how many caravans will be killed, Your Excellency is at ease." Mo Chuan Road.

I knew that he came to the door suddenly, and it was normal for the other party to be so vigilant.

Especially when he is still dressed as a native of the Central Plains.

"Really? Why did the Taoist come from, please be blunt! ”

"It's nothing, but I saw that Your Excellency and Hu Shang had a tacit understanding, so I came to ask for advice."

"It is not said that it is not to kill demons, if you want to fight and kill, even if you do it, why use excuses?"

The demon's face sank, and his tone was very impulsive.

Mo Chuan shook his head when he heard this, and as soon as he raised his hand, the Heavenly Master Su Fu rose up brightly, turning into twenty-eight streamers of light and shooting towards the demonic surroundings.

"The fox's tail is finally revealed."

Hu Ren's demon evil face turned grim, and with a low shout, the demonic spirit rose arbitrarily, and he was about to conjure up a beast body to attack Mo Chuan.

Unexpectedly, the talismans that fell around him suddenly retracted, locking him firmly like a chain, making him unable to move.

"The armies obey the ......"

The demon's heart shrank, and he shouted loudly, trying to command the little demon under his command to break the game.

I didn't want to, but before the words came out, my mouth and nose were sealed by a talisman.

Before the demons under his command could emerge from the cave, they were restrained to the ground by one after another, and they were no longer able to resist.

"Can you say it now?" Mo Chuan asked with a smile.

"If you want to kill, you will kill, the god is dead, and there are demons in the mountains to replace it." The demon's face was pale, and he looked like he was ready to die, but his tone was very tough.

"Tsk, does that sound like a bit mysterious? Did you know that there are several ways to die? ”

Mo Chuan's face was meaningful.

The demon's face changed suddenly, and his face changed uncertainly, and he reluctantly spoke.

It turned out that the Adai Mountains were the throat of the Western Regions and the Central Plains, and most of the creatures along the road relied on the mountains to eat the mountains and the water, and naturally most of them made a living from it.

In the past, in the Adai Mountain, demons and evil breeded, and bandits were everywhere.

Even shemale collusion.

I don't know when a big demon appeared in the mountains, claiming to be the god of the land of Adai, and provided shelter for the caravan at the cost of collecting sacrifices.

From then on, experienced caravans would often leave sacrifices behind after passing through safely.

Although there are occasional accidents, it does not affect the implementation of this unspoken rule.

The demons in the mountains will either succumb to the power of the land or take their place;

Eventually, an unspoken rule was formed, which was passed down from generation to generation.

Mo Chuan was thoughtful when he heard this.

Wonder if this is not the brainchild who opened his mind?

It is that there are masters who secretly guide out and govern demons with demons.

Thinking of this, he asked, "Have you ever heard about the Heavenly Demon Academy?" ”

"I haven't heard of it, dare to ask what sect this Heavenly Demon Academy is?"

"It's a long story......"

Mo Chuan talked eloquently, and introduced the Heavenly Demon Academy concisely, which seemed to be for this Hu demon demon, but in fact, it was for those unpopular demons in the cave.

After the introduction, Mo Chuan said:

"Well, seeing each other is fate, the poor road will show you a clear way, if you are defeated one day, you can rely on the poor road handbook, go to the wilderness, find the Heavenly Demon Academy, ask for a position to teach, and the most unfortunate can also be mixed with a martial artist who guards the academy.

However, before that, you need to make incense offerings every day and worship the god of the land of Adai. ”

Mo Chuan kills two birds with one stone.

"Adai Land God?"

The Hu demon was stunned.

Isn't this for him to worship himself?

Or is there really a land god in the Adai Mountains?

The thought of the latter chills chill through my mind.

"What, don't want to?"

"Yes, yes!"

"If you want to!"

Mo Chuan bowed his head, casually dropped a blank letter, removed the Heavenly Master's Su Fu, and turned to leave.

"Dare to ask the immortal chief's name?"

"When we meet in Pingshui, why bother."

Mo Chuan waved his hand, his figure seemed to be slow and fast, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared without a trace.

Seeing this, Hu was inexplicable.

He pondered for a long time, then stretched out his hand and said, "Luo! ”

A mountain wolf walked out, bowed his head: "Mountain Monarch." ”

"Fang Cai's words of the Immortal Chief, you have also heard it, you quickly go to the Ten Thousand Miles of Jing Wilderness to see if there is really a Heavenly Demon Academy, if it is really as the Immortal Chief said, this gentleman will take you to run away."

"Yes!" The mountain wolf bowed his head and quickly left.

The Hu demon demon hesitated for a long time, and was afraid that the mountain wolf would be intercepted and killed by the Central Plains monk halfway, so he simply ordered a few more demons and demons and asked them to go in batches to increase the probability of success.

……

……

"Dao Chief, there is Jia Jiaxiang in front, let's rest there tonight and have a hot meal."

Fu Meng came on a horse and reminded Mo Chuan.

Mo Chuan bowed his head and raised his eyes to look away, but there was no human population in the vast Gobi.

It wasn't until an hour later that the village, dotted with dozens of earthen houses, came into view.

Before the caravan arrived, there were ragged children chasing after them excitedly, stepping barefoot on the rocky loess Gobi, running forward and backward.

What's more, they are bold enough to approach the carriage and pull the goods.

was so angry that the dart warrior scolded sharply, and he had no force, but he couldn't use it.

It wasn't until the husband sprinkled some copper that the children were dispersed.

"After entering the village, the Taoist chief should be careful of these dolls, the poor mountains and remote areas are out of the people, and if you are not careful, things may be stolen!"

Fu Meng reminded Mo Chuandao.

Mo Chuan bowed his head and looked at these children with a little pity in his eyes.

- Reincarnation is a technical job!

When they entered the village, there were naturally people in the caravan who approached the village and sold some goods brought from the Central Plains in exchange for drinking water, forage, and firewood...... Wait a minute.

It is not easy to travel, especially in the Western Regions, where the caravan load is limited, and most of the space is filled with goods.

Therefore, consumables such as firewood were not prepared by the caravan at all.

Along the way, it was all hard to eat dried meat, and if it weren't for the cultivation system, Mo Chuan might not be able to persevere.

Now that we have settled in the village, we can finally eat a hot meal.

The meal is very simple, naan wrapped in meat.

Naan is a naan that comes with it, and it is as hard as a stone.

Whether the meat is its own jerky, or is it as hard as a stone.

However, when a pit was built and roasted by the firewood, the naan was soft and fragrant, and it was almost tongue-off.

Mo Chuan followed the customs, sat cross-legged at will, and ate with relish.

Fu Meng smiled: "The Taoist chief ate well, and the horse finally ate a good one." ”

Mo Chuan glanced at Long Ju and said, "Distressed? ”

Fu Mengle was happy: "Yes, such a BMW resting on the grassland, it can be exchanged for a small tribe, which is more precious than a woman." It's good to fall under the crotch of the Taoist, chew some grass roots every day, can you not feel distressed? ”

Mo Chuan said: "Then you have served well, and when the poor road enters the grassland, I will send it to you." ”

Fu Meng was stunned.

Sitting around the earthen pit, the gobbling warriors looked at each other and froze.

The makeshift camp, which was still noisy, was silent for a while.

"Dao Chief, you're not kidding, are you?" Fu Meng looked incredulous, Mo Chuan was willing to sell, he could wake up with a smile in his dreams, how dare he want to give it to him for no reason?

"Monks don't speak."

"This ...... Does the Taoist know the origin of this BMW? ”

"Dragon foal."

Fu Meng glanced at the martial artists, his thoughts were turning, he reached into his arms, took out a bead and said: "This is a green mud pill, which can be used to draw water into a depression when it lands, in exchange for a long dragon horse, how about it?" ”

Mo Chuan stretched out his hand to take the green mud pill, looked at it for a while, and threw it back.

Grabbed a handful of soil casually, and with a gentle handful, under the power of the true dragon to control water, a green mud pill came out.

This scene directly made everyone dumbfounded.

"I accepted the gift, take good care of the dragon horse, follow me, I am indeed guilty." Mo Chuan said casually.

"Dao Chang is really an immortal!"

Fu Meng's expression was solemn, and he hurriedly got up and saluted.

Mo Chuan is as immobile as a mountain, and he should go down generously.

After the ceremony, Fu Meng could no longer suppress the ecstasy in his heart, and hurriedly beckoned his subordinates to take care of the dragon foal, or comb and take care of it, or stir the eggs in the hay, that attitude was even more exciting than meeting the top brand of Trolling Yunxian.

The makeshift camp was eerily quiet.

Even if you jump off the thorn head, you don't dare to make a loud noise.

"Ahh

Suddenly, a terrible scream came from the village, and it seemed so clear and permeating in the night.

[Thank you for the reward of Daoyou "Wang Sanzhi"! ] 】

(End of chapter)