On the official road more than 20 miles away from Anyang Prefecture, people come and go, and business travels endlessly.

"What a handsome boy..."

Someone looked up inadvertently and looked at the boy in white riding a red horse not far away, and couldn't help but be amazed.

The young man was wearing a white Taoist robe with fine facial features and fair skin. His eyes were deep and bright on his high nose bridge. His long eyebrows were slanted into his temples, and his long black hair was hanging behind him, moving with the rise and fall of the horse.

The whole person exudes a vigorous vitality that cannot be ignored.

Many other pedestrians also looked at him, and many female members secretly looked at him in some carriages.

And as his eyes shifted, he hurriedly put down the curtain.

"Sure enough, the old Taoist priest who is old is not as popular as the young man who is handsome."

An Qisheng shook his head in his heart.

The boy in white is naturally him.

Long before he realized the alchemy power, he could have subtly controlled the changes in his muscles and bones, let alone now.

He transported his qi and blood a little and emitted a ray of vitality, which had completely changed his breath and body shape.

Even if there are any strange functions in this world, it is only possible to see that he is only in his twenties now, and it is impossible to see that he is nearly a hundred years old at this time.

An Qisheng looked back and looked at Anyang Prefecture.

In his eyes, the "qi" of Anyang Mansion was very disordered, and the meaning of war filled the sky. Obviously, his disappearance made some people angry.

However, he didn't care about this. He urged him to sit down the horse and walked along the official road without any haste.

From beginning to end, he never took the person who was tracking the Six Doors to heart.

The excellent appearance made many pedestrians along the way look at him, and the constable who was passing by quickly eliminated him as soon as possible.

"The condensation of the heart meridian involves the five internal organs and the entire qi and blood circulation system. Even with my control over the human body, it cannot be achieved overnight. It is mainly because my true qi is insufficient...

However, this process itself is also of great benefit to my physical growth..."

On the horse, An Qisheng was still focused on numerology, thinking about problems, transporting internal energy of qi and blood, condensing qi and meridians, visualizing himself, and rushing to go at the same time.

After seeing Niwan, his control over his body was extremely subtle, and he could even define each pore. A thought could make the hairs all over his body make different movements.

Such a mental effort made him familiar with everything.

For example, when he first rode a horse, he was already so skillful that he seemed to have grown up on a horse's back.

After all, he had been together for many years in his stance.

With his current control, he can learn any complex skills at once and learn them. Not only is he extremely proficient in equestrianism, he can even use his own strength to add the horse's body to slow down his fatigue and enhance his physical strength when he runs and jumps.

Huh ~

The red horse galloped, and as the force vibrated, it became more and more refreshing, and soon surpassed many pedestrians. As the horses rallied and undulated, An Qisheng's body was extremely stable, as if he was united with the horse.

The speed of traveling was very fast, and no pedestrian at the beginning could keep up with him.

As the distance from Anyang Prefecture became more and more frequent, there were fewer and fewer convoys on the road. Until then, I could not see a convoy for a long time.

"Huh? So many corpses..."

At some point, An Qisheng raised his head from the horse's back.

On the official road more than thirty feet away, many corpses were lying everywhere.

He glanced at him and found that it must be a group of bandits, with about thirty people, and the death was extremely unified, all with a hole in the middle of the eyebrows and red and white things flowing out.

"This is not a sword injury, it is the 'hand scripture' that the sword energy penetrates the head, and the murderer at least condenses, and he also knows the sword energy martial arts..."

After glanced over, a huge amount of information had already restored the scene of the killing of this group of people in his mind.

Even the order of death and time of death of those corpses clearly appeared in his mind.

This is the spiritual effect after seeing Niwan.

"Ah! So many corpses!"

"It's so miserable!"

"Who killed the person?"

There seemed to be a caravan passing by dozens of feet away, and bursts of exclamations reached An Qisheng's ears through the sound of the wind.

"It's a high risk to travel around the world these days..."

An Qisheng shook his head in his heart.

The red horse had already sniffed and walked forward with a step forward.

It was a caravan of considerable size, with dozens of guards alone, many of which were calm and internal.

At this time, someone was checking the injuries of the gang of corpses.

Seeing An Qi riding a horse, he was a little wary.

An Qisheng didn't care. With a glance, he saw that there were a few acquaintances in the caravan.

That was a few months ago, the guard of the caravan that he passed by when he was helped down the mountain by two little guys, seemed to be called "Lao Zhou".

However, the "Lao Zhou" naturally didn't know him at this time.

After seeing this, the red horse stopped.

"Yin Tang is black, and there is a dead evil between his eyebrows..."

An Qisheng's eyes condensed.

He is strong in spirit and practices the technique of looking for the qi every day. Although he cannot reach the point of peeking at the secrets of heaven and calculating the fate of the country, he naturally has a very accurate view of some ordinary people.

At this glance, he could see that the "Lao Zhou" was afraid of a death disaster.

"I dare to ask you, where are you going?"

With a thought moving, An Qisheng asked.

His voice was clear and clearly spread among the caravan, and all other noises were suppressed.

Many of the caravans are traveling around the world, so they naturally know that this move must be supported by profound internal forces.

I couldn't help but feel more cautious.

"If you say priest, we are going to go to Liangzhou to go to Shangshang. When we pass by this place, we see that there are many corpses hidden here, so we have some stops."

A middle-aged guard who was closest to encourage his internal strength to answer.

"Liangzhou? Liangzhou is adjacent to Zhongzhou, and Fengzhou is behind Anyang Prefecture. Have you taken the wrong path?"

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little strange.

Most ordinary caravans and merchants are among the state governments, and there are few who travel farther across the country. After all, the longer the journey is, the more dangerous it is.

The caravan has a backlog of goods, and every time the city is in exchange, it is already a very fast speed to cross a state in five or six months.

And this place is much further away from Liangzhou than from Fengzhou.

He doesn't need to rest alone. It takes more than half a month to raise horses in real temperatures, and this caravan will probably take more than a year.

Such a long time of business travel is rare in Dafeng.

"well."

The middle-aged guard sighed and bowed:

"The Taoist priest didn't know that a plague occurred on the way to Liangzhou along this official road. We had already arrived at Xiyan Prefecture, and after hearing this news, we could only return..."

"plague......"

An Qisheng frowned slightly.

Whether it is the previous life, Xuanxing, or the long-lasting world, the plague is a vocabulary that makes people feel terrified.

Especially in the Jiufu Realm, there are probably more people who have died from plague throughout the ages than those who have died in war.

However, with the decrease in wars and chaos in recent years and no major droughts, there should be no large-scale plagues.

He looked into Qingzhou, and a trace of light appeared in his eyes, but he had already used the Wanrong Hope Qi Technique.

I saw that the black air mixed with blood light covered the sky and the sun in the distance, and there were already so many dead people.

But the weather is not a plague.

In the Qi-Looking Technique, plague belongs to the evil, evil and poison of heaven and earth, and the black gas mixed with blood light and death gas exceeds those three types of gas.

Obviously, it is artificially made.

"In this world, there are still more beasts..."

An Qisheng's eyes were slightly cold.

Just from the bloodshot covered with dark air, we can see that at this time, there were no less than a thousand dead people in Qingzhou.

This made him feel even worse about people in this world.

"This plague is said to have started from Qingzhou. Not long after the outbreak, many people died. Although it has not yet reached here, the road has been blocked..."
To be continued...