Chapter 340
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The Yankang National Preceptor put down Bian Zhenyun's head and looked at the corpses on the ground. His heart trembled. He saw that Bian Zhenyun had arranged the corpses of the soldiers at Qingmen Pass neatly. It had been raining heavily for more than ten days. This old general must have been putting the corpses of his soldiers together.
He also saw a wooden plaque next to each corpse. The names of the soldiers were written on the wooden plaques.
The Yankang National Preceptor walked forward. The corpses of the soldiers at Qingmen Pass were on both sides. Each corpse had a wooden plaque with a name on it.
Bian Zhenyun could recognize every soldier under his command, and could call out every single one of their names!
"You're a qualified general."
Eternal Peace Imperial Preceptor stopped and didn't continue walking. He turned around, and his robes fluttered as countless skeletons flew up and followed him back to Eternal Peace.
In the distant Yankang, their families were waiting for their return. Some of them were young sons, some were old fathers, some were husbands who went out to war, and some were daughters, wives, and mothers who were loved by their families.
He wanted to send them home.
"Golden Palace of Loulan."
The Yankang National Preceptor looked to the west. He turned around and walked toward Yankang.
Night fell, and another world clashed with this world. An ancient boat with dim lanterns sailed over, and under the flickering lights, elders appeared one after another. They were tied up with paper men, paper horses, and paper boats. The souls on the battlefield quietly boarded the boats without making any noise.
The Yankang National Preceptor walked past them. He didn't disturb these Youdu messengers.
The heroic spirits that had died in battle and the herdsmen of the prairie that had died in the shaman poison and the torrential rain would be led to the mysterious Youdu. No one knew what would be waiting for them.
Taoism.
Qin Mu climbed up Kunlun Yuxu Mountain.
This place was called the Yuxu Cave. It didn't seem like the real world. Everywhere it looked like a holy land. Even the snowstorm that enveloped Yankang Kingdom didn't affect it at all.
It was different from the Great Thunderclap Temple of Mount Meru. Mount Meru was high up in the sky, and there were tens of thousands of Buddhist temples that were dazzling in gold and jade. People could see them from afar, and they were shocked by the vastness of Buddhism.
On the other hand, the Jade Void Cave World was located in the midst of overlapping mountains. It was well hidden. One would have to cross thousands of mountains and rivers to reach this place. Even so, one might not be able to find this holy land of Taoism.
Haotian Taoism was made up of cultivators who did not like to be disturbed by outsiders. These Daoists rarely went out.
Dragon Unicorn arrived at the foot of the mountain. There were no strange beasts guarding the entrance of Yuxu Mountain. There was only a thatched hut with an old Daoist inside. He was cooking with a fire.
Qin Mu jumped down from the Dragon Unicorn and greeted the old Daoist. "Heavenly Saint Cult Master is here to meet Dao Master, may senior brother please go in and report."
The old Daoist was astonished and took a look at him. He then looked at the herb basket on his back and the smiling Cripple. "So it's Heavenly Devil Cult Master. Heavenly Devil Cult Master killed quite a number of my senior brothers in the battle in the capital city. "He then sized up Cripple and revealed a puzzled expression.
Qin Mu smiled. "Daoists are afraid of people disturbing their peace, yet they came to disturb the peace of the people. They deserve to be killed."
The old Daoist shook his head. "For the people of the world, Daoists also have to make a move. Heavenly Devil Cult Master, I won't argue with you. You guys can go up the mountain yourselves, don't disturb my cultivation. "
Cripple smiled. "Dao Sect has always been lazy and doesn't forbid people from going up the mountain. There aren't so many rules."
The old Daoist looked at Cripple again, and his expression changed drastically. "You guys can go up the mountain, but this old man can't. He must stay!"
Qin Mu was puzzled.
The old Daoist said angrily, "I didn't recognize you earlier! I only remembered when I heard your voice. Back then, the thief god ran up Yuxu Mountain and caused a huge ruckus. He almost emptied my Yuxu Mountain! "
Cripple mumbled, "How many years ago was that? I have long turned over a new leaf and turned over a new leaf. "
"Pah pah pah!"
The old Daoist ignored him and started to call for his dog. A big yellow dog swayed and ran out of the latrine while wagging its tail. The old Daoist shouted, "A dog can't change its habit of eating shit!"
Cripple was furious. 'This old Daoist is using different ways to scold me!' Even though he was furious, he still had a smile on his face, making people feel as though they were bathing in the spring breeze.
Qin Mu's heart pounded, and he secretly prayed for the old Daoist's blessings.
He carried Village Chief on his back and brought the Dragon Unicorn up the mountain. Cripple suddenly flashed like a ghost and vanished. He laughed loudly. "You don't want me to go up the mountain, but you can actually stop me!"
The old Daoist gave chase in a hurry, and the two of them disappeared into Yuxu Mountain.
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