Behind Nanhua Temple, facing the steep cliff, there is a lonely grave mound.

Lin Junshu put on a clean blue-gray Taoist robe from a Taoist temple. His long hair was tied back into a bun with a wooden hairpin. He carried a bottle of plum wine stolen from Nanhua Immortal in his hand and walked to Gu.

In front of the grave.

A tombstone cut from black rock that can be seen everywhere in Nanhua Mountain is engraved with "The Tomb of the Great Virtuous Master Tiangong General Zhang Jiao".

Lin Junshu sat down cross-legged holding the wine bottle.

"Old man, I'm going down the mountain..."

"Nanhua Immortal wanted to teach me Xiaoyaoyou, but I didn't learn it. But even if I did learn it, I might not be able to understand it. I learned all the Taiping techniques you left in Nanhua Mountain."

"I know you don't want to pass on the Taiping Technique anymore. Some of the techniques in it are indeed very powerful and polluting... But after all, it is your life's hard work. I am not as great as you, old man, who can change the fate of all people against the will of heaven.

The road is too difficult, I can't do it. I can only inherit your Taoism, even if it is... let me watch you complete the Tao of Huangtian."

"In this era, there are many heroes who have the same ideals as you. I think there will be someone who will realize the glimmer of hope you desperately left behind."

"I want to go down the mountain and see the history that may be different from what I know. Perhaps, I can also watch the day when the peaceful world you are looking forward to comes, just like I watch you walking towards your own path. If that day comes.

, I will definitely bring some good wine and come to your grave to tell you about the wonderful things I saw along the way!"

Lin Junshu opened the wine bottle and poured the wine in front of Zhang Jiao's grave.

He stood up and patted the ashes on his legs.

"Let's go, old man. I'll see you next time."

Lin Junshu turned around and walked straight towards the mountain gate.

He was humming an off-key tune and singing the lyrics he just made up:

"Wandering in the clouds and floating water, how empty it is, lingering in the world of mortals."

"When you go this way without thinking about where you are going, your worries will naturally relax."

"The road to heroes, the dream of imperial power, who's grave is buried on the slope of the earth?"

"Thousands of people compete for glory, and many dreams come true..."

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On the desolate path, a fast horse galloped past.

Lin Junshu was riding on a horse wearing a Taoist robe, holding dog meat bought from a farmer in one hand, and holding a small pottery bottle in the hand holding the reins.

The horse was also bought by Lin Junshu after he came down from the mountain. It was not a war horse from the army, but a farm horse. After being cast on the Wind Traveling Curse, the running speed was not slow.

Lin Junshu sat on the horse and ate meat. Occasionally, he freed his hand to take a sip of strong wine. The scenery on the roadside rushed back quickly, and the strong wind made his sleeves rustle.

The money for buying horses, meat and wine was all given by Hu Jian before.

Not long after they arrived at Nanhua Mountain, when Hu Jian came to see Lin Junshu, he gave him all the money he had.

"We live in the mountains, and all we eat are Bigu Pills made by immortals. This stuff is useless. I'll keep it here to get in the way. I'll leave it to you first."

At that time, Lin Junshu didn't think much about it. Thinking about it now, Hu Jian may have had the idea of ​​staying on the mountain for a long time, and he had already guessed that Lin Junshu would come down one day.

After spending several years on Nanhua Mountain, eating Nanhua Immortal’s tasteless Bigu Pills every day, Lin Junshu’s mouth had long since faded away.

Although I took a lot of Bigu Pills with me when I went down the mountain, when I met someone else, I couldn't help but buy wine and meat to satisfy my appetite.

"Don't... don't be like this... uncle... ah... don't..."

Lin Junshu was galloping past, but suddenly he heard a woman's cry from the woods nearby.

"Call——"

Lin Junshu reined in the horse and knocked it with his left hand, solving the wind curse. He turned his ears and listened carefully.

"Sure enough, someone was shouting. Fortunately, my five senses have been greatly improved after practicing Taoism. Otherwise, I would have rushed over without paying attention."

He took out the oil paper, wrapped the leftover meat and wine and stuffed it into his arms, "I don't know how many years I have been in the mountains, but the world is still the same shit."

Although Lin Junshu does not have the righteousness of Zhang Jiao to care for all people, he will still take care of injustice within the scope of his ability.

Lin Junshu pulled the reins and walked towards the woods where the sound came from.

"I didn't expect to meet such a charming girl in the wilderness. God is really blessing us two brothers. Don't move, let me have a good time first. When we two brothers are finished, let you live!"

As soon as Lin Junshu approached, he saw two rough-looking men not far away holding down a peasant girl wearing coarse clothes.

The girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a delicate figure and a delicate face. Under the bullying of the two big men, her apricot tears shone, which made me feel pity for her.

The shorter man leaned over and held down the girl's hands. While the other one was speaking, his hands were already moving towards his pants.

Lin Junshu didn't want to watch the next shocking scene. With a pinch of magic, five fireballs the size of fists rose into the sky.

"Taipingdao·Five Fireball Technique, go!"

The fireball flew straight towards the big man.

The big man who was busy taking off his trousers heard the sound and turned around while holding his trousers, but five fireballs were already approaching.

"What the hell..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With five consecutive blasts, five fireballs accurately hit the big man and exploded suddenly.

The next second, the bloody man fell to the ground.

This was exactly the technique he used when he first met Zhang Jiao. After Lin Junshu tested it, he found that without increasing the burden of pollution on himself, he could only condense fireballs the size of two fists at most.

Although it is not as majestic as when Zhang Jiao is used, its power is already quite good, and it is enough for normal use.

The man who held down the girl's hands and the peasant girl lying in the grass were both stunned by the sudden change.

"Big...brother?"

The big man shouted in disbelief at the man who was alive and well just a moment ago, but turned into a bloody corpse the next second.

"Demon... witchcraft!"

The man reacted, let go of the girl's hands, and fled deeper into the woods.

"Run? Did you run away?"

Lin Junshu waved his sleeve, and a delicate paper crane flew out.

Lin Junshu struck with his right hand and said, "Taiping Taoist Paper Crane Sword Order, go!"

The small paper crane suddenly glowed with a metallic luster, and under Lin Junshu's command, it hurriedly flew towards the fleeing man.

A blood arrow spattered out, and the big man fell onto the tree trunk, lifeless.

Lin Junshu got off his horse and walked towards the frightened peasant girl.

When the girl with hazy eyes saw Lin Junshu approaching, the fear on her face was three times heavier than before.

With a kind smile on his face, Lin Junshu extended his palm to the girl who was kicking her legs wildly:
Chapter completed!