There is no one on the rugged mountain road, except for the wild birds singing and the big waves of refugees passing by, and there is a dead silence.

Zhong Qi carried two gourds, one with a green skin, sealed with a cinnabar talisman, and the other yellow skin gourd was filled with strong wine, and it was pulled down from time to time and penetrated several sips.

"The Lei team should have thirty-six gods, twelve marshals in the sky, plus the urging boy, Buwu Langjun, halter-holding halter-wielding general, yaksha general, and fish belly general..." Zhong Qi thought to himself as he walked.

In mythology in previous life, the Heavenly Master threw a elixir book and killed the dragon. The Taoist ordered the sacred people in the three realms to call on the sacred people in the three realms to be able to be supported by Feng Bo, and if the rain is needed, the rain will be able to come.

The orders are everywhere, thunder, fire, plague, and fighting, no one dares to refuse to follow. Of course, except for the classic line of the Great Immortal of Tiger Power: "The gods I invite today are not at home..."

Zhong Qi had mixed thoughts in his mind, and for a moment he thoughts surged. Suddenly he realized the characteristics of many magical characters, but he lacked the most critical things.

The most critical point is that it can fly to the sky and hide in the earth, enter gold and stone without hindrance, enter water and fire without drowning, and is tangible and tangible, and is tangible and tangible.

Isn’t the method of the Maoshan School in the previous life that the gods hide between yin and yang, and use the power of the gods to seek good fortune and avoid bad luck?

There are no gods, no gods in the heavenly court, and there are everywhere, just a piece of empty paper. Even if the Taoist throne is prosperous in the future, if there are too many disciples, how many can you borrow with Zhong Qi's magic power?

"To become a mortal, and to become a god-general, you must have some deeds before your lifetime, at least you must be a marshal or a fierce general. After your death, you will be born with the level of evil ghosts, which is easy to sacrifice and refine..."

Zhong Qi rubbed the stubble on his chin, and hesitated and said: "The key is to die first and then shed, remove the body, and wash away the smoke and dust..."

Ghosts can be divided into lonely souls, wild ghosts, unjust ghosts, evil ghosts, and evil ghosts. When they reach the level of evil ghosts, once they gather a large number of ghosts, they will be a ghost king in a place, and they can even conquer prefectures and counties. However, such evil ghosts have never been seen yet.

Death first and then fade away means taking off the body and mortal fetus. Those who join the army and kill enemies, or those who practice and achieve enlightenment like Zhang Du, have the most strong will. After death, they will basically turn into ghosts and will not dissipate like ordinary people.

There is actually no essential difference between gods, gods, gods and ghosts, but ghosts are confused and only know how to kill people. And gods, even ordinary gods, have normal will.

"Oh... the palms and backs of hands are all flesh. I need the twelve marshals, and at least dozens of disciples. Let's go with the flow. Those with roots will become their immortal paths, and those without roots will become their spiritual paths, at least they will have the fruit of immortality."

Zhong Qi shook his head, shook some thoughts away, and then held up the green-skin gourd like a treasure, and smiled: "Hehe... When I return to Wushan, I will try the water first..."

While I was thinking, not far behind me, the noise of cars and horses was heard, and then a green shout came: "Master... Let's go slowly, wait for us..."

Then a wealthy young man in white clothes and green scarf rushed over on a red horse, and four or five warriors around him protected each other tightly.

When he approached, the young master Qingqiu turned over and got off the horse, bowed and said, "I've met again. The Taoist priest is alone, where do you want to go?"

"I will walk towards Gucheng County..." Zhong Qi glanced at him and bowed his hand and said.

"Hahaha... I am indeed destined to be with Tao, and we also go east. The world is turbulent and bandits are rampant. Taoist priest is just following the way with us. How about going together?" said Mr. Qingqian.

Zhong Qi looked at the crowd, with his family, with more than a dozen warriors guarding him. It would be better to be with him or her, and he would have less trouble. He nodded and said, "Young Master Xie, I am just thinking about this."

When several warriors on the side heard this, they all stared at Zhong Qi. The bearded man was a little reluctant to speak, but saw the young master happily climbing at Zhong Qi to ask about Taoist strange stories. He moved his lips, but he didn't say anything after all.

A group of dozens of people and seven or eight carriages formed a long line, climbing mountains and crossing ridges along the rugged mountain roads, like a long snake. A thief on the road saw that there were many people and horses, and there were indeed few who dared to come and stroke the tiger's beard.

After walking for a long time, the warriors saw that Zhong Qi was not strange and were not like bandits, so they also put a little bit of alert.

They told each other that the young master named Zhu Yuxia, who was good at Buddhism and Taoism. When they saw the temple burning incense, they would respect the Tao. They were going east to find a relative. The carriage were all Zhu Yuxia's wives and concubines.

The bearded man is named Jin You, and he is the martial arts coach of the Zhu family. He has a nickname called Shen Aoke, which means that he is good at using Goucha and has a strong martial arts skills. He has led more than ten martial artists under his command, all of whom have kung fu.

As for where they were going to go on this trip, they didn't say it, and Zhong Qi didn't want to know it. He just followed the way. These people were dressed in a furious manner and were well-dressed. They looked like they were not simple characters.

The Zhu family has many cars and horses with their wives and they are not walking fast. By the dusk, they have only walked for more than 30 miles, and they have not even walked out of the Qinling Mountains.

"Young Master, there is a village in front of you, with many houses, vast fields and smoke from cooking stoves. When I went to see it, the villagers were extremely hospitable..." Yiqi returned from a distance and came to the team to report.

Zhu Yuxia said to Zhong Qi: "Master Hong, it's too late, and the Qinling Mountains are rugged and difficult to walk. We plan to go to the village to rest for one night and leave tomorrow morning. How about going together?"

Zhong Qi looked up at the sky. Tonight, it was dark clouds and there was no moon, so it was really not easy to rush to the night. So he nodded and agreed.

When he saw Zhong Qi agreeing, Zhu Yuxia was also happy. He talked with Zhong Qi about the mystery along the way. He was deeply impressed by Zhong Qi's knowledge and even Master Hong called him. He heard that Zhong Qi was willing to go with him, so he was naturally happy.

A few warriors in front raised their torches to explore the road, walked into the mountain, crossed two mountains, a stream, crossed an arch bridge, and walked four or five miles. Sure enough, they saw the candles in the valley.

Soon, when I walked to the entrance of the village, the few barkings of dogs caused a noise in the village. A dozen brave young men held up their feces and hoes and left the entrance of the village, surrounded everyone, and said, "Where did you come from? Don't take out the guests here, hurry up and leave, leave for a while, and ask you to wait for your life to stop in a moment."

"We are a businessman passing by. It's getting late. I come here to stay. I also ask my fellow villagers to report to us that we have money and silk." Zhu Yuxia rushed forward and said softly.

After saying that, he waved to the scene. A servant from behind brought a few strings of money, which cost about a few hundred cents to hand it over to the young people in the village.

The young men whispered to each other for a while, and went to the village to report. Soon, a few old men turned up and asked, "You are not an official army who came to collect taxes, why are you still carrying a knife and a gun? You are not like a good family."

"The world is turbulent, and bandits are rampant along the way, and their lives are like grass. We are preparing swords, guns, bows and arrows just to defend ourselves, and we have no other intentions." Jin You, a guard of the beard, stepped forward and interrupted.

The villagers looked at each other, with a faint light flashing in their eyes, and they said in unison: "That's true, please come in..."

Zhu Yuxia condemned the servants again, took a few strings of big money, handed them to the villagers, and bowed, "Meng's hospitality, I also asked the village to slaughter chickens and pigs and prepare some wine."

"Hahaha... This is natural. You guys will go to the house to rest first and wait for a while, and send it together." Several old men collected the money and said excitedly.

Under the leadership of several young and strong people, everyone went into the village to rest one after another. There were dozens of households in the village, and the group lived in the east and the west, and they were just able to live there.

Zhu Yuxia's wife, concubine, and four or five female relatives who were as beautiful as flowers and jade, also got off the carriage and went to the village to rest.

Only Zhong Qi stood outside the old house in the village with his hands behind his back, looking around the house.

The village elder who had been busy entertaining Zhu Yuxia and others saw this and chuckled behind him, "Master Hong comes in and rest. It's dark and there's anything good to look outside."

Zhong Qi's eyes were slightly deeper, and there was a coldness behind him, slowly approaching, and he quickly turned around and looked around.

But the old village was dodging his eyes and his hands were behind him, feeling a little at a loss, as if he was scared by Zhong Qi's sudden turn.

"Hehe... This village is surrounded by mountains, like a clay pot. It is really a good place to hide wind and gather energy..." Zhong Qi said to the old village with deep meaning.

The old village elder calmed down when he heard this, and smiled honestly, "We farmers are illiterate and do not understand Feng Shui. Our ancestors lived here, and they do not understand Feng Shui here."

"It's surrounded by mountains and layers, like a paradise, so it's naturally good Feng Shui." Zhong Qi nodded and said.

"Can the Taoist priest still meet?" the village elder chuckled.

"Hehe... Taoism has mountains, medicine, fate, fortune, fortune, and fortune. I know a little bit, but I know a little bit about this aspect."

"Master, you are so knowledgeable and talented. I admire you very much."
Chapter completed!