After a night of silence, the two began to meditate and rest, but they couldn't get into samadhi. It was not until dawn that the two of them opened their eyes at the same time, looked at each other, one turned east, the other turned west, and left together.
When Song Yin opened his eyes, he could see a clean stone slab placed on the bonfire. Wang Qi was patiently grilling meat on the stone slab. Zhang Feixuan turned the newly picked herbs into powder and asked Wang Qizheng to sprinkle it on it from time to time.
Soon, the aroma came up.
Seeing Song Yin wake up, Zhang Fei
Song Yin smiled: "Thank you for your hard work, two junior brothers."
Both of them smiled and concentrated on grilling the meat. When the meat was finished, Wang Qizheng picked up the wooden skewer and handed it to Song Yin like a treasure.
Song Yin was not polite. It was his duty to accept his junior brother's opinion. We are all junior brothers and we don't want to play tricks.
On the contrary, the more they behaved like this, the more Song Yin felt that his newly promoted senior brother was really doing a good job and did not embarrass his master.
After breakfast and finishing their daily meditation, the two began to practice the blinding technique. However, this spell was obviously not as efficient as last night. The two of them turned into a tree for a while and a wall for a while, which made Song Yin frown.
Without it, it would be too rough.
But now they can't find the rightful owner, and they are holding back their anger. If this anger cannot be released, it is very likely that they will bear the anger.
"Fairy?! Monster?!"
The people I met on the road all believed in the Voiceless Sect, but they only saw the tokens, not the people of their sects, and saw nothing but mortals.
These words made the old man stunned for a moment, but he quickly said: "No matter where you are, just stay away from here. If you guys want to go south, just change the direction!"
When my senior brother encountered this situation before, he could find the rightful owner and kill him, and the anger would dissipate.
"Senior brother, it is the symbol of the voiceless and silent door." Zhang Feixuan said.
"How do you think these evil ways can make people sincerely worship them? I see that those people are sane and think for themselves, but they are starting to have physical problems. Have you never suspected that it is the things they worship?"
He couldn't help but ask.
Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng looked at each other, shut their mouths obediently, and pretended not to know.
Zhang Feixuan said: "I really don't know that the whereabouts of the Voiced and Silent Sect in Nanping Kingdom are uncertain. I only know that it is the largest sect in the area."
"Hello everyone, where is this place? This is where you are."
But after all, they were practicing, and Song Yin didn't say much. It wasn't until the practice was over that Song Yin put out the bonfire with his hand and continued on the road with his two junior brothers.
As he spoke, he coughed a few times.
But this is not something I feel comfortable saying.
Fighting monsters again? Can I still live?
Zhang Feixuan sneered, "There is no Mingtang Temple, only the Golden Immortal Gate."
They have been to Nanping Country many times, and they have encountered monsters and monsters only a handful of times. Why, when they came with Senior Brother, there were monsters and monsters everywhere.
There are too many demons and monsters in the world. For safety's sake, isn't it normal to pay homage to them?
"When I find you, I will make you pay the price!"
It’s not like the eldest brother has never been beaten before.
His eyes wandered and he saw several things in the carts. There was something covered with cloth in the carts pushed by every household.
So what if you pay a price? At least you can survive.
It is a truly inhabited village.
If you ask me who I am going to ask, be careful.
Song Yin stopped the team and frowned slightly.
Although ordinary people don't understand the difference between monsters and monsters, it is at least a danger. They usually know the dangerous news, so they try to avoid it and will not take the initiative to run there.
These people show signs of being absorbed by the vocal and silent doors.
Song Yin could only snort at the powder, "Let's go, continue heading south!"
Outside the village, Song Yin and three other people appeared there, frowning slightly as they looked at the floating shrines around them.
Song Yin waved his arm, and the yellow wind rolled up in his sleeves, blowing all the shrines to pieces and falling to the ground.
He waved his sleeves and blew out a gust of wind. The wind captivated the eyes and made everyone in the village cover their eyes subconsciously.
When they opened it again, there was no one in front of them, and the shrine where they had worshiped since childhood had disappeared.
"this."
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What kind of situation is it that monsters come to us just after leaving Baishou City for more than a day?
It was not convenient for the senior brother to talk to each other before, but since the two of them spent half an hour using mental spells to curse each other last night, they have discovered a little trick.
This made Song Yin open his Dharma eyes, and soon his expression darkened.
All shrines are carved like this.
There is only one thing in this shrine, and that is a mouth.
A very strange mouth.
What's wrong with monsters? They're just monsters. That's nothing.
"Ah, I know. I can see that this thing has a very strange suction power. If mortals worship sincerely, they can absorb what they need from it. It is really evil!"
Of course, it was also because they did not dare to go to the big city.
I really don’t know about this. The soundless and silent people are quite mysterious. Their whereabouts are unpredictable and it is difficult to meet them. So far, the two of them have never met anyone who has the soundless and silent people in Nanping.
"Is it the biggest evil in the area? Well, since it is an evil, it is natural that its whereabouts are unpredictable."
Zhang Feixuan's figure froze, and then he was struck with a mind-bending spell.
But at this time, many people in the village gathered together, carrying large and small bags and pushing carts, as if they were trying to escape.
The people in the village fell into panic.
This mouth does not look like ordinary lips, but more like a combination of palms and lips. When the mouth is open, you can still see a trace of front teeth and a tongue inside, but the overall shape is like a palm, which is very weird.
Wang Qizheng pursed his lips, raised his hand and hit him with a magic spell.
"Brother, those people said there are monsters in the south," Zhang Feixuan was stunned for a moment and said.
One of the old men in the team looked them up and down and gave them a cup of their hands: "There seems to be a monster in Huren Town in the south. We are going north to Baishou City. We heard that there is a Mingtang there.
The temple is very efficacious, and we want to take refuge there."
But as soon as he finished speaking, he shook his head and followed.
This spell allows them to talk under the nose of the eldest brother.
"Hey, go to Baishou City."
Their speed was naturally unmatched by mortals, and they easily climbed over the mountains and wilderness until they saw a village at sunset.
They have many means.
This made Zhang Feixuan and Wang Qizheng even more worried. They were afraid that their senior brother would suddenly get into trouble after seeing too much of this scene.
Song Yin's eyes turned cold, "Where is the person in this voiceless and silent door?"
After passing this village, they marched continuously all night, and found several more fleeing convoys on the way. Song Yin didn't even show his face this time, but a cloud of yellow wind blew away the tokens they enshrined in the shrine.
, and continued on the road.
After daring to ask, Song Yin shook his head and answered:
"This soundless and silent door obviously controls this side. Combined with the ordinary people at the foot of Pingding Mountain, its evil ways have obviously been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and have become a tradition. Every household worships it."
Song Yin clenched his fists and said firmly:
"Such evil ways cannot be eradicated by me alone. The master thought so too, so he founded the Golden Immortal Sect. Two junior brothers, don't be afraid of difficulties. I know this world is sad, but the more this happens, the more difficult it is.
The more we want to change. We must be serious about everything. If we think hard and have a firm goal, there will be nothing we can't solve!"