The young man turned his head, his face was calm, and he bowed and said, "Please give me advice!"

The middle-aged Taoist master stroked his beard under his chin with his right hand, glanced at the apprentice, and the young Taoist priest hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Our Taoist family pursues the practice of eliminating disasters and avoiding disasters with people, since the monks are invited, my immortal master will definitely do his best to resolve the problems for the monks..."

The middle-aged Taoist leader was eager to kick his disciple and whispered, "Tell the point!"

"Oh, of course, since the karma is eliminated for the layman, my master will definitely violate the way of heaven, leak the heavenly machine, and damage the Tao, then the layman..."

The middle-aged Taoist couldn't help it, and pushed his disciple away and said, "We cultivators are talking about bonding, since the little layman is riddled with karma, how can he stand by and watch when he is seen by the cultivators of my generation..."

"Haha, you guys are not happy, the old man is in a hurry, the old man hangs the pot to help the world, although it is his duty, one or two medical fees and medicinal materials are still needed. The old man next to him really couldn't stand it.

"That's it, that is, my master also needs food, clothing, shelter and transportation, which one doesn't need silver. Yes, Master," the young Taoist priest hurriedly echoed.

"That's nature, I don't know how the Taoist can resolve my karma, and what kind of reward does the Taoist need?" the young man asked in a deep voice

"Little layman, this time to the east for five hundred miles, there are hundreds of miles of low-lying areas, flooded, it is difficult to have survivors, there must be evil demons to endanger the world, if you can kill demons and eliminate demons, you will definitely be able to eliminate karma, but this demon magic is powerful, only my master and apprentice are probably not their opponents. "The middle-aged Dao has a long face.

"Young man, I am a disciple of the medicine sect, and I am also concentrating on medicine, curing diseases and saving people, and killing the disease, at present, there are signs of plague in many areas of the Yellow Flood Area, and a big plague is brewing, so I will try my best to eliminate this plague and accumulate merit. The old man told the truth.

"It's not that I'm afraid that you're afraid to go, the plague is a demonic barrier, of course, in addition, due to the large number of dead people, the evil ghosts who specialize in eating yin souls take the opportunity to come out and make trouble and harm the world, so that some undead can't be reincarnated, and they have deep resentments and turn into powerful ghosts. The middle-aged Taoist chief added.

"You mean I'm going to exorcise demons with you, but I won't. The boy replied.

"You can not go, but if you can help us exorcise demons and catch ghosts, the merit will be the same. The middle-aged Taoist wiped his sweat. Xindao: Finally, we are almost to the point

"Let's go together, let's talk as we go. The old man said, "This is far away, it is not advisable to delay here for too long, if you can go a day early, you can have more certainty of defeating the plague." ”

The young man hesitated for a while, and said: "I'm sorry, I was supposed to kill the demons and eliminate the demons, but I don't want to go with others, you can go first, I will follow behind, if there is anything I need to help, I will never refuse." You clear first!"

"Okay, it's going to be no man's land in two days, this is the Heavenly Spirit Detoxification Pill, a total of thirty pills, as long as you put it in your mouth, you can break the poisonous miasma, young man, be careful yourself. Lao Langzhong took out a porcelain bottle from the medicine box and handed it to the young man. The young man bowed down and thanked him, took the porcelain vase, and the old man laughed.

"Since the old gentleman gave medicine, the poor road can't be left behind, there are three evil charms, hehe, dealing with ordinary ghosts and evil spirits is a hundred tests, haha, send away, little layman, don't want money!" The middle-aged Taoist priest surnamed Sun squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, and his eyes unconsciously aimed at the axe...

The young man also bowed down to thank him and accepted the talisman.

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The three of them walked in front, the muddy road, it was really not easy to walk, the young man followed more than 100 steps behind, detoured for half a day, saw some footprints, sure enough, not long, next to the swamp, there were two sword cultivators and a monk waiting beside the swamp, saw the three people get up to say hello, and looked at the young man at the same time, and finally the six people seemed to have discussed, and then continued to rush together.

When it was about to get dark, I bypassed this swamp within a radius of dozens of miles, and looked at the swamps large and small, which seemed to have no end in sight, and from time to time I could see some white bones, human ones, and large domestic animals. Everyone was obviously nervous, and the distance between them naturally widened, no longer advancing, but to the south, where there was a mountain bag dozens of zhang high and a radius of more than ten acres, with some bushes on it, and several farmhouses in front of the mountain that had been washed away by the flood.

Everyone crossed the courtyard in front of the mountain bag, and several people removed the crooked doors and windows, and prepared to camp in a clean and flat place in the middle of the mountain. The two of them were not thirsty for killing, they hunted four or five game, one of them was a middle-aged Jian Xiu who carried a hare and sent it to the young man, the young man was not polite, he thanked him, and the Jian Xiu did not say much and turned away.

The young man took out the axe from behind his back, prepared to chop some firewood to make a fire, weighed the axe, and said in his heart: Will you be scolded by Uncle Zhao, Uncle Zu De's wood-splitting axe is good. Thinking about it, I broke some bushes, lit a bonfire in another clean place in the mountain bag, and roasted them with the skinned hares.

At this moment, there was a whistle in the distance from the direction of coming, and the young man saw that there were five people coming together, and it seemed that he was familiar with these six people, and sure enough, it was the monk just now, who stood up and whistled the same. The five people quickened their pace and rushed over, three of them turned out to be women, the young man looked at it again, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, it turned out that two of the women were women surnamed Su and women surnamed Qiao from the Zhenwu Dart Bureau.

Not long after the five people sat down, they introduced each other, and the young man really couldn't help but eavesdrop, it turned out that for thousands of years, the Yellow River god Hebo Fengyi, with a human face and a fish body, or turned into a white dragon, drove the Shuanglong chariot to patrol the Yellow River, and was the god of heaven, and the Yellow River was divided into nine sections, which were handed over to their nine Hejiao sons to govern separately.

In the past thousand years, the seven sons and the eight sons of the Yellow River often fight, resulting in the frequent flooding of the river section they govern, causing the people to boil, the heavenly court was furious to execute the seven sons and the eight sons, Hebo pleaded with Haotian and obtained permission to leave only one Hejiao, Hebo couldn't bear to do it himself, let the brothers fight again, win to stay in the Yellow River, lose to stay in the swamp, Haotian sent a decree to the emperor of the world, allowing mortals to go to the swamp to kill the river Jiao, all those who participated in the killing of the river Jiao according to the merit, promised to be rewarded with merit. A mortal is a monk who is only below the Jindan level.

Hejiao has been practicing for thousands of years, and has not yet transformed into a human form, but the Tao is at least above the Jindan level, and Hejiao's inner dan, muscles, bones, head horns and Jiao skin are all treasures, and all the monks in the foundation building period have come one after another, and everyone does not resist, after all, this is also a matter of benefiting the world and accumulating good merits, and no foundation building monk dares to challenge Hejiao alone. There must be more than one monk who participated in the killing of Hejiao, and some of the big immortal cultivation sects directly sent ten disciples to kill Jiao to kill Jiao.

Of course, there are thousands of miles of swamps here, countless undead are waiting to be exceeded, ghosts and ghosts are haunted by them, and the plague gods take the opportunity to cause chaos, and being able to solve these has also become an additional merit reward for this beheading, which is the main reason why many Taoists and monks participate.

It turned out that what the Taoist priest said was true, it happened that he had two ten-year karma that needed to be eliminated, and he could still get this opportunity when he went to Mount Tai this time, and he must not let it go. On the way to immortality, demon cultivation is the most difficult, and the time consumed to obtain the same realm is almost ten times that of human beings. However, demon cultivators are gifted, physically strong, and have certain innate attributes, and they are often stronger than human cultivators in the same realm.

I also heard that Sun Daochang said that he had a magic weapon in his hand, a positioning compass, and he could find the nearest one in this thousands of miles, hundreds of large and small swamps, and intricate roads, and arrive at the swamp where the river Jiao was. There are no Jindan monks here, no one can fly with a sword, those water forks may be a dead end, and there may be ghosts and ghosts under the swamp. No one wants to swim through those swamps.

After everyone heard Daochang Sun's words, when they saw Daochang Sun take out the compass, the compass pointer clearly pointed to a certain water fork, everyone couldn't help but be surprised, and asked Daochang Sun for advice. Sun Daochang explained carefully, and while looking at his disciples, he was not without pride. The faint Sun Daochang's status among this group of people became the highest. People don't walk without heads, birds don't fly without heads, and everyone has no objection to Sun Daochang becoming the leader of this temporary team.

Everyone is basically a son and daughter of the rivers and lakes, often walking the world, and the mission goal is the same, it didn't take long for everyone to become familiar, and there were more high-rollers who took out wine to share with everyone, everyone talked about their own experiences, interesting stories about the rivers and lakes, of course, including the battle between Da Chen and Dayan, the most talked about was the battle of the godlike 3,000 Yuzhou army flooding Dayan 30,000 horses, which was rendered by the high-rollers in the rivers and lakes It was simply a fairy fighting method.

The young man couldn't help but laugh dumbly when he heard this, and at first everyone didn't care about the lonely young man over there, but the woman surnamed Qiao saw some eyebrows, gently poked Sister Su next to her, and snorted at Sister Su. The woman surnamed Su turned her head suddenly, almost startled, and glared at Qiao Mei, who nodded with a strange expression.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, a friend of mine over there, I didn't find out just now, I lost my company. The woman surnamed Su greeted everyone.

The young man hurriedly bowed his head, and said in his heart, it's not good!