Chapter 272 Why didn't you come down, the fairy on earth
Chapter 272 Why don’t you come, earthly immortal?
Ren Qing had already set foot on Changning Street, and he found that he was in a strong demonic atmosphere, and even his perception of the soul butterfly's projection became blurred.
At the same time, inside the Wuwei Taoist Temple, smoke and fire filled the air.
The revelation of the ghost market shocked the Taoist disciples. Although they could not get close to the jailers, they could see the ferocious-looking monks standing at the end of the street.
They didn't say anything openly, but doubts would inevitably arise in their hearts.
It is recorded in the ancient books left by the sect that during the heyday of Wuwei Taoist Temple, the disciples of Tiandaozi all looked as ethereal as immortals.
Several portraits of Wuwei Taoism seem to indicate this point.
On the contrary, the jailer looks like a demon cultivator, even more hateful than a demon cultivator, and the aura he emits is extremely terrifying, making people feel fearful.
Soon some rumors spread in the Taoist temple.
It is said that at the other end of the Immortal City are certain demon cultivators who have achieved transcendence and attained enlightenment. When the time is right, they will escape from the trap.
Qing Songzi looked helpless, and took advantage of the morning reading to find Wu Qunzi, only to see the latter kneeling in front of the statue of Tiandaozi.
Wu Quantum said in a slightly tired voice: "Junior brother, why did you come to see me?"
Qing Songzi swallowed the words that came to her lips, mainly because she was afraid that Wu Quantum, who was already mentally unstable, would continue to go crazy.
"Senior brother, you... then you..."
"Junior Brother Qingsongzi, you don't care about those ridiculous remarks, do you?"
Wu Quantum opened his eyes, stared at Qing Songzi sharply and said, "Why don't you go and see the status of the disciple's tablet?"
"ah?"
Qingsongzi quickly walked to the wooden platform where the memorial tablet was placed. The scene in front of him made his eyes wide open and he didn't know what to say.
I saw that twenty or thirty tablets were all dimmed in aura, and their surfaces were covered with black mycelium. It was obvious that these disciples had turned into demon cultivators.
Without exception, they all belong to the corpse area where corpse elephants are active. Except for a few here and there, the rest are either dead or have been transformed into cultivators.
"How is it possible..."
"Nothing is impossible."
"After the corpse elephant changed drastically, more than ten miles turned into scorched earth. As time continued to expand, the adjacent strange things have been evacuated."
"Senior brother, what should our disciples do?"
Qing Songzi's expression became anxious, and she couldn't help feeling annoyed in her heart.
Wuwei Taoism is already on the verge of life and death, but it is still thinking about these fictitious things. It is really inappropriate.
"I have contacted the disciples outside to stay away from the corpse area, but the disciples still alive inside are unable to help."
Wu Quantum sighed deeply. Although only the corpse elephant had mutated, it did not mean that the matter was over.
If this is just the beginning, it is very likely that the orthodoxy will be transferred to the mountain countryside.
But the population of Jingzhou is concentrated in only one town, and even villages are attached to the surrounding areas. How can they add new blood?
Qingsongzi was about to say something when he suddenly discovered that several more pieces of the memorial tablet were dimmed. They were the Taoist disciples in the corpse area.
There are not many tablets left now, and they are all disciples like Han Li whose cultivation is still shallow. They may die at any time.
"We will see if the situation will continue to escalate. Let the disciples be more cautious when patrolling."
Wu Qun actually has a vague feeling that Wuwei Taoism is no longer safe, but he cannot influence others based solely on his subjectivity.
Moreover, the meaning of the existence of Wuwei Taoist Temple is to share risks for disciples who leave the mountain.
Wu Quantum waited patiently for the night to come, and the outside disciples went to inquire about the news, and they should be able to figure out part of the cause and effect.
He wiped the dust off the statue with a rag and left the main hall.
Even while walking on the road to the wing, Wu Qun was still worried, fearing that the tablets would disappear on a large scale again.
After returning to the wing, he fell asleep cross-legged, intending to use his consciousness to enter the fairy market.
But maybe due to confusion in his mind, he was tossing and turning and unable to calm down, and his expression couldn't help but become irritable.
He simply walked to the courtyard outside the wing and noticed that the entire mountain was brightly lit and almost all the disciples were still asleep.
Just two or three people alone can be considered a coincidence, but now it seems that something strange must have happened.
The black insect without quantum feet escapes from the shadow. After reaching the golden elixir stage, it can be controlled briefly to detect information.
In the end, everything seemed like nothing happened.
Qingsongzi and other Taoist priests also walked out of the wing one after another, and soon more and more people gathered in the courtyard. Even the Taoist boys who had just started to practice climbed up.
The late autumn evening wind carries a chill.
They didn't know what was going on, but they felt inexplicably uneasy and couldn't sleep no matter what.
After Wu Quantum hesitated for a moment, he turned his head and whispered to Qingsongzi: "Let the Taoist boys pack their things and go to the nearby mountains and forests first."
"Senior brother, you..."
Wu Qun shook his head, his expression becoming more solemn.
Qing Songzi had no choice but to follow the instructions and quietly took a few familiar Taoist priests to prepare some dry food, without attracting the attention of the others.
But just as they were getting ready, a group of people came from a distance towards Wuwei Taoist Temple.
They didn't light any torches, and the mountain road was difficult to walk. They were speeding through the dark night, which was a bit weird no matter how they looked at it.
Tian Fuzi looked puzzled and said in an incredible tone: "Why does it seem like Deng Chuan's caravan is back?"
As soon as these words came out, Wu Quantum also discovered a clue. After all, they had just contacted each other not long ago, and the size of the caravan was indeed exactly the same.
"Maybe Deng Tou encountered something. Huang Qiuzi, please bring a few people to help him."
"Okay, I'll leave immediately."
Wu Quantum added: "Be careful."
Huang Qiuzi nodded and walked along the mountain road with the three Taoist priests.
They practice the Nether Celestial Insect Technique. After receiving the blessing of black insects, their bodies are greatly strengthened, and the frequency of their steps becomes extremely fast.
When Huang Qiuzi reached the bottom of the mountain, the caravan lit torches.
However, the torch is not a bright light, but a faint dark fire, making each of the bodyguards look like ghosts walking in the night.
What made Wu Quantum feel most uncomfortable was that the cart that was transporting the spiritual valley turned out to be a pair of pitch-black coffins.
Dong dong dong...
There was a knocking sound inside the coffin and rivets fell, as if something was trying to escape.
"Qingsongzi, why are you stunned? Take the Taoist boy away and head towards the suburbs!!"
Wu Quantum pushed Qing Songzi, then pulled out the magical weapon wooden sword from his waist, and ran wildly in the direction of the caravan.
There was chaos inside the Taoist temple.
There were more than a dozen people following Wuxian, and there were also Taoist priests who wanted to escape.
However, the Taoist boy in his early ten years had never seen such a scene before. He was so frightened that he burst into tears, and some even collapsed to the ground.
Bang!!!
The black coffin was broken open, and dozens of decayed zombies emerged from it. The caravan's escorts were all dressed up as zombies.
They were wearing Taoist robes from the Wuwei Taoist Temple. They were clearly disciples who had left the mountain, but now they were refined into strange objects.
To be precise, it is also a type of demon cultivator.
The zombie flexed its muscles and spoke: "It's such a familiar place, I seem to have been there before..."
"Don't be stupid, that's the sect that gave birth to us."
"That's it."
"Would the flesh, blood, and marrow of our fellow disciples be more fresh and sweet?"
"Kakakakakaka."
The zombie jumped stiffly, but its speed was not slow at all. It quickly approached Huang Qiuzi and the others.
"What the hell?!"
While Huang Qiuzi was dazed, his sharp claws scratched across their chests and abdomens, leaving several injuries that were deep enough to show the bones.
The zombie couldn't wait to bite Huang Qiuzi, who quickly activated Youyuan, and the black worms on the soles of his feet flowed rapidly along the blood vessels.
Huang Qiuzi struck out with a palm, and with a flash of spiritual light, he was clearly at the foundation-building stage, but he fended off the zombies at the demon core stage.
The zombie almost hit the carriage and was immediately aroused to kill.
"It seems that it's Junior Brother Huang Qiuzi. It's been a long time since his cultivation level has increased significantly, but it's a pity..."
"There is no point in cultivating the Tao. Only cultivating demons is where the great path lies."
As soon as the zombies rolled their eyes, several more zombies surrounded them, and soon they formed a siege that made Huang Qiuzi unable to parry.
The remaining Taoist priests suffered casualties. No matter how high the potential of the Celestial Insect Technique was, it was still too weak compared to the demon cultivators who were far superior to me.
His claws grabbed Huang Qiuzi's neck, and the latter's eyes turned white. Just when he was about to die, Wu Qun arrived on horseback.
Wu Quantum used a wooden sword to knock away the zombies around him, and then walked back with Huang Qiuzi.
His cultivation level in the alchemy stage is much faster than that of bulky zombies. In fact, he can abandon the Taoist disciples and escape on his own.
"I will guard the mountain road. Huang Qiuzi, please ask them to evacuate the Taoist temple as soon as possible and go wherever they can."
"Senior brother..."
"Walk!!"
Wu Qun walked to the mountain intersection in three steps and took a stance, then kicked Huang Qiuzi away and asked the Taoist priest who had followed him to return the same way.
"You monsters, do you know the glorious way of heaven or the way of inaction?!"
The quantumless white beard stood upright, his expression was very much like that of Tiandaozi who was fighting against fate alone, his hands tightly grasping the wooden sword and magic weapon.
"What way of heaven? It's really ridiculous..."
Wu Quantum's eyes shot out, and the black bugs melted into his blood, bursting out at extremely fast speeds and causing the flying sword to leave his body several inches away.
The sword penetrated three points into the bone, and the zombie's neck almost broke, but that was all. The strong vitality kept him alive.
"Kill this bull nose!!"
The zombies rushed forward like crazy. Even though there were a few disciples left to assist, Wu Qun was still at a disadvantage.
He supported You Yuan forcefully, and the wound turned faintly black, which was caused by corpse poison.
Except for the Taoist boys, not many Taoist priests left the Wuwei Taoist Temple on the top of the mountain. Even Qingsongzi couldn't help but turn back halfway.
Soon some zombies climbed from the path to the mountain gate and fought with the Taoist priests.
The number of casualties is increasing.
Qingsongzi stumbled into the main hall and knelt down helplessly.
Even if he didn't believe in the existence of immortals on earth, he was crying and begging: "Wuwei Taoism cannot be destroyed..."
"Why don't you come, earthly immortal?"
…………
The crescent moon layer in Jingzhou is as calm as the calm lake surface.
Even beggars are rare in the town.
Half lying in the shadow of the corner was a middle-aged man who looked like a demon, with six eyes and four arms, and a ring scar on his shaved head.
The people did not dare to approach this man and regarded him as an evil spirit.
The man said to himself crazily: "Where is the opportunity for the relic?"
"It's obviously Jingzhou..."
Suddenly, a desperate voice sounded in his ears: "Why don't you come, earthly immortal?"
Song Zongwu looked up, not knowing when the blood moon would appear in the sky.
"I see."
[The pace will speed up next, and some jailers will gradually arrange to come to Jingzhou to participate in the waning moon layer that is about to turn into a prehistoric place]
[I will reveal Jingzhou’s secrets through a trip to Ren Qing’s Corpse Area]
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