After the Wolf King burned the corpses in the Stone Chamber of the Poison Mias Gorge to ashes with a fire, the raging miasma in Qiongshan lost its source and naturally stopped spreading.

Over the past few days, those who are interested have even noticed that the miasma in Qiongshan has faded, which has made many people overjoyed.

A village outside the miasma range, because the villagers had already fled, the village looked extremely dilapidated, and some houses even turned into ruins.

In one of the yards in the village, a middle-aged man in a gray robe sighed and looked towards Qiongshan.

"Hey! The miasma won't really stop spreading, right? If this is the case, then will our Yingtian Sect's plan be wasted?"

This middle-aged man was just an inner disciple of Yingtian Sect. At the beginning of the miasma in Qiongshan, he left the sect with his fellow disciples and began to wander around Qiongshan, taking this opportunity to develop many believers of Yingtian Sect.

Yingtian is born. When disaster strikes, only those who follow the laws of heaven can survive. Even if the miasma covers the entire Tianwu Continent in the future, believers of Yingtian Sect will have a pure land... Of course, these words are all lies, just for those refugees who have no way out.

These days, the Taoist temples established by Yingtian Sect are so popular. In addition to some refugees, many nobles also entered the Taoist temple to pray for Qiongshan, making the entire Yingtian Sect prosperous.

Speaking of which, the people of Yingtian Sect are also strange... No, it should be said that the martial arts they practice are very strange.

From top to bottom, whether it is the leader of Yingtian Sect himself or the most ordinary disciples below, they only practice one exercise... The exercise is called Yingtian Heart Sutra.

It is precisely because everyone in Yingtian Sect practices this technique that the content of the technique is not a secret. Not to mention the people of Yingtian Sect, even some ordinary people know the content of Yingtian Heart Sutra, and even one is included in the Wutu Pavilion of Prince He’s Mansion.

But strangely, only the Yingtian Heart Sutra can be successfully cultivated. No matter how high the understanding is, outsiders can understand the content of the exercises, they cannot understand the mystery.

There was once a strong man from the Heavenly Demon Palace who was curious about the corresponding Tianshi's martial arts skills and devoted himself to practicing for several years, but he was confused and unable to practice successfully. So the strong man from the Heavenly Demon Palace cruelly caught an inner disciple of the Yingtian Sect and forced him to ask about the martial arts.

But the result was completely beyond the expectations of the powerful man from the Heavenly Demon Palace. The disciple of Yingtian Sect actually told him that only believers of Yingtian Daozun could practice the martial arts... If you want to practice successfully, you must first worship the Yingtian Sect.

Moreover, it is said that the strength of the disciples of Yingtian Sect is actually related to the incense of Yingtian Sect... The more powerful the incense in the Taoist temples in various places in Yingtian Sect, the more believers, the stronger the strength of the disciples of Yingtian Sect...

If the incense is not strong and the believers are reduced, even if the disciples of Yingtian Sect work hard, the achievements of Yingtian Heart Sutra will be very limited.

Later, this incident gradually spread, which made countless people puzzled and never expected that there would be such a martial art in the world.

Fortunately, there are no enemies in Yingtian Sect. Otherwise, once Yingtian Sect starts war with the enemy, the enemy will directly burn all the Taoist temples of Yingtian Sect and cut off the incense of Yingtian Sect first, so that Yingtian Sect can lose three points before the battle.

Since the miasma in Qiongshan rage, the number of believers in Yingtian Sect has increased and the incense has become more prosperous, which has made all Yingtian Sect disciples clearly feel that their strength is growing... But once the miasma in Qiongshan stops spreading or even dissipating, things will be troublesome.

"Other senior brothers of the same sect should have discovered the abnormality in Qiongshan, no... I have to report the changes here to the head sect first, so as not to be snatched away by others!"

After a long time, this Yingtian Sect disciple left the village.

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Bacheng on the other side...

In the past two days, many refugees gathered in Bacheng, waiting for the resettlement of the city lord Li Chuan.

Outside the city lord's mansion, some refugees gathered together.

"It's been several days. What about the sect that took our place? Why haven't it appeared yet?"

"Yes, the sect that took us in was not here, so the city lord's mansion would give you more porridge and water. We were all hungry!"

"I came from Duanshan City. If I had known this, I would have stayed in Duanshan City for a few more days... In Duanshan City, I could guarantee at least two bowls of porridge and four steamed buns every day."

A long time later, a man dressed in a master walked out of the gate of the city lord's mansion.

After seeing this person, the refugees who were talking stopped and everyone's eyes looked at the person.

"Is it the aide to Lord Li Chenggong?"

"Let's hear what he wants to say?"

The master glanced over the refugee, and a hint of disgust appeared on his face, but in a blink of an eye he hid it: "Everyone, the city lord worked hard for you, and even gave up the city lord's majesty and begged those sects to take you in... Before nightfall today, everyone gathered outside the city, and someone would come to pick you up at that time."

Hearing these words, the refugees were overjoyed, and some even knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to the city lord's mansion.

"Lord Li is a good person!"

"Lord Li is very kind, thank the people!"

But at this moment, a disharmonious voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"Can this master tell me which sect is the sect that is hosting refugees?"

The person talking was a young girl wearing a white gauze dress, her face looked a little weak, and a golden sword was embroidered under the hem of her clothes.

Such a dress looks very disharmonious among the refugee crowd.

Hearing the question, the master frowned, but he was prepared and said, "The one who came to pick up refugees today is a sect called Duandao Valley, which is more than ten days away from my Bacheng... So everyone should be prepared for a long journey!"

Then, the master asked tentatively: "This girl, don't you look like you are fleeing?"

This person doesn't recognize my outfit? The girl smiled slightly.

Although she was surrounded by refugees and the stinking smell of sweat on her body, the girl didn't care at all and said, "Tianjian Valley, Zhao Xiner... This master, I wonder if the little girl can meet the people from Broken Sword Valley?"

Tianjian Valley?

The master's eyes were condensed and he hurriedly said, "The people from Broken Sword Valley have not arrived yet, which has disappointed the girl! Oh, by the way, I still have something to do... I'll do it first!"

After saying that, the master turned around and returned to the city lord's mansion in a panic.

Zhao Xiner looked at the master's departure and her eyebrows gradually frowned.

"Why is this person so panicked? Could it be that there is something shameful about it?"

Zhao Xiner thought in her heart, then turned around and left the crowd, and after a moment she came to a corner outside the wall of the city lord's mansion.
Chapter completed!