In March, the light rain was dripping.

A horse-drawn carriage drove on a mountain road.

The mountain road is already potholed, and it becomes even more difficult to walk after the rain.

Fortunately, the coachman was a swarthy man with a strong physique, and he was very familiar with this dirt path, and he was able to navigate it with ease.

The coachman was thick-eyed, shirtless, with a weed in his mouth, and humming a folk song from a village in the middle of nowhere.

He was covered in scars, but his complexion was good, his eyes were like torches, he looked at the road ahead, and was fully prepared for emergencies.

In the carriage, there were two young boys and a cardamom girl.

The three sat side by side.

The young master of the Li family, the scholar of the Li family, and the young lady of the Lu family.

Young Master Li Huairen's face was haggard, he was closing his eyes at the moment, he was holding half a jade plate tightly in his hand, and the inscription was written in a small seal with the words "Gezhi Chengzheng".

The other half of the jade plate is not on Li Huairen's body at this time, and the half of the jade plate is engraved with the words "Xiuqi Zhiping".

This time in Beijing, Li Huairen is to retrieve the seal engraved with Xiuqi Zhiping half of the jade plate, originally this matter should be done by Li Huairen's father, Li Jianyi, the county guard of Taiping County of the Daxuan Dynasty.

It's a pity that Li Jianyi has been buried in the fire with the Taiping County that has fallen into ruins.

In the huge Taiping County, only four people escaped from the fire.

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Three months ago.

In the extreme north of the Daxuan Dynasty, the ruins of Taiping County, black clouds crush the city and want to destroy it.

The flames were in the sky, and the corpses were everywhere.

Some of the corpses had been burned to ashes by karmic fire.

As far as the eye can see, the blood flows like a river.

The sky above Taiping County was covered with dark clouds, and lightning and thunder roared.

A white dragon hovered in the clouds, its body was delicate and clear, and the horns on its head were still a little immature, like a young dragon.

From time to time, the young dragon spat dragon flame into the ground, and each breath of dragon breath caused an overwhelming wave of fire to roll across the earth.

During this period, from time to time, there were people in the clouds who used the Five Thunder Righteous Law to trigger the heavenly thunder to slash towards the county guard's mansion.

The electric light and the waves of fire reflect each other, and there is no piece of armor left in the place where it passes.

Taiping County Guard.

Several monks are using the mountain and water formation of the county guard mansion to open the barrier formed by the condensation of spiritual power to resist the dragon flame and thunder law.

At the beginning, the landscape barrier could also completely block Long Yan and Lei Fa on the periphery, but with every attack from the other party, the spiritual power of the mountain and water barrier was weakened by one point, and the mountain and water barrier of the county guard mansion was about to run out of spiritual power.

Some of the dragon flames had already burned a hole in the mountain barrier, and from time to time fireballs flew in from outside.

At this time, several worshippers in the mansion will shoot back the fireball, and infuse their own sea awareness spiritual power into the mountain barrier to maintain the stability of the formation.

It's just that everyone knows that this is just a battle of trapped beasts.

Dozens of monks held swords against the enemy on the periphery, magic weapons, talismans, supernatural powers, and flying swords were exhausted, but they still couldn't help the young dragon in front of them.

Li Jianyi, the county guard, was guarded by the guards in the palace and some of the monks who stayed in the palace, and beside him was the county guard's wife, as well as a group of maids and miscellaneous servants.

The young master of the Li family and the scholar went to visit Miss Lu earlier, and their life and death were uncertain at this time.

Seeing that the catastrophe is coming, everyone will be buried in the fire.

A master of the academy mountain sacrificed the natal character, and a big word "she" flew out from his eyebrows, shining with golden light, illuminating the entire Taiping County.

As soon as this word came out, several dragon flames were cut off, and they went straight to the young dragon in the clouds.

Above the clouds, a Taoist priest snorted coldly, and there were words in his mouth, and then he grew his mouth and swallowed the Confucian man's natal word "She" into his stomach with Taoist supernatural powers.

An elderly man enshrined in his heart for a battle between heaven and man, and finally decided to sacrifice his natal object at the cost of destroying the form and god, and a golden body suddenly appeared outside the barrier, holding a ninth-level floating slaughter in his palm.

The Golden Statue threw the floating slaughter at the young dragon.

Almost out of instinctive fear, the young dragon's body flashed, instantly shrunk dozens of feet, and fell to the ground in human form.

The Floating Slaughter Pagoda remained unrelenting until the young dragon was imprisoned inside.

When a ray of Buddha light shot out from the tower, the golden body disappeared along with the Futu Pagoda, and the young dragon was nowhere to be found.

The gray-robed old man had a whisk in his hand, he gently crushed the last golden talisman in his hand, and muttered: "The Futu Pagoda has been destroyed, and Taiping County is about to become history." ”

The dust swept gently over the talisman.

On the talisman, after opening the mind with "a little spiritual light", the eight characters of "summoning gods and impeaching ghosts, subduing demons and suppressing demons" are written in cinnabar.

In an instant, with the county guard mansion as the center, all life within a radius of dozens of miles was lost.

Magic weapons, flying swords, and talismans were all turned into powder, the souls of 100,000 civilians were scattered, and thousands of monks died.

A carriage had just come out of the customs at the moment, and the coachman turned his head to see that the grass and trees on both sides of the road behind him had withered instantly, and he turned his head in disbelief, whipped vigorously, and accelerated away.

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Inside a bumpy carriage.

Scholar Li Zijin sat upright, looking more like a young master than the young master, with words in his mouth, along the way, the little scholar relied on memorizing poems to pass the boring time.

Lu Zhixing, on the far right, is repeatedly checking the customs clearance documents in his hand, and this matter is not trivial.

The laws of the Daxuan Dynasty were strict, whether it was a mountain qi refiner or an ordinary man, anyone who entered and exited the country must show customs clearance documents, and those whose identity was unknown would be detained and imprisoned on the spot, waiting for the local guards to find out their identities.

It's not that there haven't been unruly mountain qi refiners who plan to break through, but they are either suppressed by the mountain and water gods of the Daxuan Dynasty, or they are subdued by other sect qi refiners who rotate in the local area every year.

Either way, it didn't end well.

At the worst, he was detained in the "Immortal Cage" that specially imprisoned Qi refiners, waiting for the steward of the sect to come and pay the money to ransom people, or he was directly abolished on the spot, and he became an ordinary man in this life, and he was no longer allowed to live forever.

After three months of turbulence, the group of four is finally about to arrive.

"Stop!" accompanied by a sonorous shout, dozens of soldiers in armor and long swords at their waists blocked the carriage's way.

These people are all the elite of the Daxuan Dynasty, and they are on duty at dozens of passes leading to the capital, called guards.

In front of these guards, there was also a middle-aged man in brocade clothes, with a sword behind his back, his hands behind his back, squinting at the carriage.

"Phew!" the coachman pulled the rope abruptly, and the carriage stopped at a pass gate.

The coachman Song Mazi gently lifted the curtain and asked, "Miss, the roller has arrived, we have to show the customs clearance document to the customs guards." ”

The girl nodded and handed the clearance document to the coachman.

Song Mazi carefully held the customs clearance paperwork, squeezed out a smiling face, and leaned in front of the man in brocade, the man frowned, took a step back, and obviously disliked the smell of the coachman.

The teenagers and girls in the carriage are okay, they sit quietly all the way, and rarely sweat, while Song Mazi not only needs to whip along the way, but also pay attention to the surrounding situation at all times, take precautions, and multitask, it is inevitable that he will be nervous and sweat profusely.

Among the many offerings of the Lu family, Song Mazi is by no means a master, and now he is only cultivating in the Three Realms.

However, the other worshippers are dead, and there is naturally no one to choose for the escort lady.

The man in brocade waved his hand and asked a guard next to him to check the customs clearance documents on his behalf.

As soon as Song Mazi saw him like that, he knew that this little white face was most likely the disciples of the immortal family who were arranged by a certain mountain sect to come to the Roller Pass to take turns to practice, and these disciples of the mountain sect who came to the pass to experience will be given a temporary official position for half a year, and they will be the head of the pass.

As the name suggests, it is the official who temporarily leads the pass, the official is small and the power is big, for some small people who break through the pass, whether it is a monk on the mountain or an ordinary man, they can be cut first and then played!