Zhang Ming was extremely shocked. He never thought that in this so-called immortal mountain, people in the world had reached such a difficult situation.

According to Lin Shuli, the population in the world is already nine out of ten, and the rest are still surviving and barely occupying a corner of the land. That is really a slight storm that can be submerged.

At this moment, I didn’t realize that Master is really not here? Otherwise, why didn’t he come out to help? Could it be that he was just seeking the path of immortality, so he turned a blind eye to it?

With his ability, if he does not show off his strength, he will hide in the deep mountains at this moment and it will not be difficult to avoid this disaster.

However, he asked himself and watched by the way, as if many people were reluctant to save them!

For a moment, my mood became a little confused.

Seeing that his expression was a little bad, Lin Shuli said, "Do not think too much about it. This is the way of the world. How can human power save it? But before dying, we have to find a way to have a full meal."

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but touch his dry belly. Although there was no shortage of grain and rice here, it was just a thin soup of porridge and thin soup, and he was not too hungry.

Zhang Ming came to his senses. Although he was strong in his body, he had been hiding from the sky and rarely had food. When he heard him mention it, he felt a little hungry and said, "Prince Lin, I still brought some food in my car. Please wait a moment, I'll get it."

Lin Shuli said happily: "Then you will get the best of Taoist priests."

Zhang Ming went to the car to get some dried meat wrapped in oil paper, and then they ate it against a low wall.

After sitting down for a while, Mrs. Yu got out of the car, holding a bamboo basket in her hand.

Zhang Ming stood up and said, "Madam Yu, it's cold outside, and you're weak, why did you come out?"

Mrs. Yu walked up to the two of them, she lifted the cover on the bamboo basket, revealing a small jar of wine, and said, "When the Taoist Master came just now, I forgot that there was some wine here, so I can drink it and protect the cold."

Shuli Lin bowed and said, "Thank you, this lady, you have meat but no wine, but it is not beautiful."

Zhang Ming said in surprise: "How can there be wine beside my wife?"

Mrs. Yu said sadly: "Uncle loves drinking, but my father-in-law is afraid that he will make trouble for him, so he asked me to put it away separately. He has been hiding in the car before, and has been anxious all the way, but he has never thrown it away."

Zhang Ming was also a little sad when he thought of Yu Duan's death and comforted him: "The deceased is gone, Mrs. Yu, please take care of her health."

Mrs. Yu said, "Master Xie is in my mind. I will pay attention to it. Those two are here to enjoy it. I will go back to the car first."

Shuli Lin took the wine jar, slapped the seal, smelled it, and said in surprise: "It's the best 'Zen Suxiang', who is this lady?"

Zhang Ming sighed and said that he passed by the way.

Lin Shuli heard that the family was now only left with orphans and widows. He sighed. He picked up the wine jar, drank several mouthfuls in one breath, then raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his mouth, and smiled: "I don't know if this demon can eat this trash meat in my body?"

Zhang Ming looked at him and said, "Officer Lin doesn't seem to be afraid?"

Lin Shuli smiled and said, "The past cannot be advised, but the coming can still be pursued. The left and right are dead, so why should we worry about it? Lin has always acted at people's eyes and lives in a simplicity throughout his life, and has no choice but to do so. When it comes, he can always be the head of his family."

When Zhang Ming heard this, he was moved.

"Yes, Master often says to do it according to his heart. Where is the master and what he does, that is his business, so why should I care about it? Just follow my own heart."

After thinking about it, he seemed to have some shackles in his heart. He stood up and asked, "Officer Lin, I wonder who the person in charge of the city is now, can he take Xiaodao to see him?"

Shuli Lin put down the wine jar and asked cautiously: "What should Taoist priest do?"

Zhang Mingdao: "Xiaodao is good at talisman art, which can increase military power, and can also block that spell!"

When Lin Shuli heard this, he was even more excited than him. He jumped up and grabbed him and said, "Take it serious?"

Before Zhang Ming could answer, he yelled again and said, "At this time, what's the matter with the truth? The Taoist priest is willing to do his best. But come on, Lin will lead you there."

The two returned to the carriage and walked towards the city under the guidance of Shuli Lin. After two moments, they arrived at a high platform ruins. There were hundreds of camp tents around them, and there were soldiers holding hands pressing their waist knives outside. They looked at the people on the road with a cautious expression.

The carriage stopped far away, and when the clerk Lin jumped out of the car, a guard general recognized it and shouted to the inside, "It's Lord Lin, Lord Lin is back!" There was a sense of joy in his voice.

Zhang Ming looked at Lin Shuli. The identity of this official Lin may not be as simple as he said.

Soon, he heard the sound of footsteps inside, and then he saw a group of people coming out hurriedly. The leader of a young man with a tall crown on the brocade robe. When he saw Lin Shuli, he hurriedly bowed, and said with a slightly excited expression: "Sir, you are back, the student has been looking for Mr. Mr. for a long time."

Shuli Lin sighed, "Little Marquis, I am a sir, but I am ashamed of you."

The young man whispered: "It is not the fault of the teacher, sir, don't blame yourself."

The clerk Lin was about to speak again, and a follower was at the side and said, "Mr. Lin, it's time to call him the marquis."

He couldn't help but be stunned, then nodded. As soon as Lehou died, the eldest son naturally inherited the title. He politely said, "Marty, the lower official Lin Mujie is polite."

The young man supported him and said, "Teacher doesn't have to do this. Although Li Shugong is a superstar, he is still a teacher and student. Now, what should I do to compete with? I still need a teacher to teach me."

Lin Shuli smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "Marty, I have no choice but to do anything about this situation, but I, the Taoist master, is skilled in talisman art. He was originally practicing Taoism in the deep mountains. A few days ago, he brought a mother and son to break out from the trap of thousands of demons. He has real skills."

Only then did everyone notice Zhang Ming beside him. Seeing that he was only fourteen or fifteen years old, he was a little skeptical.

But the Duke of Le believed Lin's words without doubt. Zhengrong bowed to Zhang Ming and said, "The Taoist Master can come out of the mountain when the world is in decline, which shows that he is a person who cares about the people. Li Shugong thanked him first on behalf of the people of a county."

Zhang Ming returned a tribute and said, "The Marquis is too proud, and there is no end to the eggs when the nest is destroyed. Xiaodao is unwilling to be the food that the demons say."

Lehou nodded and smiled, "That's natural. I have only succeeded to the title and I am unwilling to live in the demon's belly, and I am even more reluctant to leave my beautiful wife and concubine around me."

As soon as they said this, everyone smiled unconsciously, and the solemn atmosphere around them slightly relieved.

The man said, "I don't know what to do for a long time? I asked someone to prepare."

Zhang Ming was not polite, and said what he needed. Someone on the side wrote it down and then handed it over to him to check it out.

After he checked it correctly, he said, "I need three days to do it. Do not come here to disturb each other, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted."

"Three days..."

Le Hou slowly nodded and said solemnly: "In three days, no one will disturb Taoist Master."

The people under Le Hou did things very quickly. In more than an hour, they had already collected all the things Zhang Ming needed. He asked for a large tent alone and ordered people to move the things in, and then drove everyone out.

At this moment, there were hundreds of neatly cut bamboo slips placed in the tent.

Zhang Ming remembered clearly that Dale City was destroyed because of the magic power of demons. Le County had supported it alone for more than ten years with the power of elite soldiers. This shows that as long as he could try to resist it, with the power of Dale City, he might not be able to defend this last place that exists.

He calmed down and sat down before the desk. He took out a stack of talisman paper from his arms, burned all the fire, threw the talisman ashes and sprinkled them on the inkstone in front of the desk.

Then he took out a dagger, cut his fingers open, squeezed the blood into it, and then dipped it in a pen. Finally, he took a bamboo slip and wrote it on it.

This is because he uses his own essence and blood as the guide to trigger the talisman power. Once activated, the effectiveness can be doubled.

However, this method is extremely harmful to the vitality. In my memory, the master repeatedly reminded me to use this method to be very cautious, otherwise you will be worried about your life if you are not careful.

However, except for this method, he could no longer think of how to restrain the demon and save tens of thousands of people. He was willing to sacrifice his life.

Three days passed in a flash, and Zhang Ming kept drawing hundreds of bamboo slips on talismans.

Although his face was pale and his eyes were dull, he felt relieved that this bamboo slip was enough to resist demons and magic.

He cheered up a little. When he came out, the sun might be dazzling and it hurt a little. He hurriedly lowered his head and handed the bamboo slips to a figure waiting by the door of the tent. He said in a hoarse voice: "Send the marquis to go out, and the soldiers go to fight, just read it out."

However, the man did not reach out to take it and sighed: "It's a pity that the Taoist priest's hard work, but the current situation is that even if he can withstand the magic power, he may not be able to turn the world back."

Zhang Ming was shocked when he heard this. Only then did he see clearly the appearance of the person beside him. "Officer Lin?" asked anxiously again, "What's going on?"

Shuli Lin sighed: "Master, go outside and take a look and you will know."

Zhang Ming pushed him away, stumbled and ran to the outside, looking out, seeing that outside the mountain city, there were demons like tides and seas above and below, and they were all insignificant.

The bamboo slips in his hand were scattered on the ground, like many demons, even without any magic power, they would be enough to subdue these tens of thousands of people.

Lin Shuli came to his side and smiled bitterly, "Man's calculations are not as good as God's calculations, what can I do if I do?"

Zhang Ming stared at the outside world in a daze and thought to himself: "Yes, the number of days is like this, and the manpower is hard to save. Could it be that the teacher had known this before, so he would not have helped him? Did he really do something wrong?"

He suddenly turned around and walked downstairs.

Speaker Lin said: "Master, where are you going?

Zhang Ming didn't look back, as if he had never heard it.

Shuli Lin shook his head, looked down and said to himself: "Where is the same place?

On the slope of Shuntian, tens of thousands of people were surrounded here. Looking at the demons surging from all directions, everyone showed horror.

Zhang Ming walked in confusion among the crowd, and at this time, a childish voice came, "Dad, mom, I'm afraid."

He turned his eyes and saw a middle-aged couple hugging them tightly in their arms, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, if your parents are there, don't be afraid."

He looked around in a daze again and saw the people around him trembling, screaming loudly, being numb, or kneeling down and begging for mercy, all kinds of things were all over the place.

At this time, a scholar said sadly: "The sky is high and the earth is vast, why can't we wait? Can't we wait?"

Its voice is heart-wrenching, and every word is crying.

"Yes, the sky is high and the earth is vast, why can't we wait?"

Zhang Ming murmured twice, then paused and said to Tianyan: "This world cannot continue like this!"

When this sentence was said, something was being triggered in my mind. With a bang, an inexplicable force suddenly burst out!

When I raised my head again, a divine light suddenly burst out from my eyes.

At this moment, Zhang Yan's true consciousness had already awakened from his clone!

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Chapter completed!