Within Changle Square, it was still completely silent. There was basically no one to be seen along the way. Only some lonely souls and wild ghosts could be seen drifting about. It actually made this market seem like a ghost town.
Shen Luo did not know what was strange about the dark clouds in the sky, so he did not rush to fly on his sword. Instead, he carefully shuttled through the streets and alleys, trying to avoid those evil ghosts. Only when there was no way to avoid them would he take the risk to attack. But he would also try to kill them with one blow and minimize the noise.
Shen Luo walked and stopped along the way. In addition to a large number of ghosts, he also met some practitioners of the Human Tribe. But it was hard to tell who was the enemy, so Shen Luo did not provoke them. He just silently remembered all the things he saw and heard.
However, what puzzled him was that he did not see anyone from the Tang government along the way. After all, such a big mess had happened, and the government should have sent people to clean up the mess.
Shen Luo passed through three markets in succession, and when he was about to reach the boundary of Yongye House, he heard bursts of killing and shouting again. Finally, he saw people from the government again.
He happened to meet a group of soldiers from the government on the street, who were fighting with a dozen ghosts, so he helped to kill them. Then, led by a veteran, he went straight to the gate of the house.
On the street outside the gate of Yongye House, there were seven or eight barracks, which were surrounded by a large number of soldiers. There were also practitioners in the barracks. It was totally in a state of wartime alert.
Shen Luo was allowed to enter the house after a strict examination and with the testimony of the veteran.
As soon as he entered Yongye House, he was shocked by the scene in front of him. Simple tents were set up everywhere in the streets and alleys of the house, and all the people who had fled from the south of the city lived in them. They all looked terrible and were obviously still in a state of shock.
"How could this be?" Shen Luo frowned and sighed.
From all the signs, the severity of the disaster in Chang 'an City was far beyond his imagination.
The old soldier sighed and said, "Sigh, Immortal Master, you don't know. The invasion of the ten thousand ghosts was too sudden. Almost all the markets in the southern part of the city were attacked by ghosts at the same time. The city defense was caught off guard. By the time they reacted, it was already too late."
"It's obvious that someone is behind the ghost invasion. It's a secret attack against Chang 'an City. It's not easy to deal with," Shen Luo said.
"Isn't that so? Last night, the government urgently joined forces with some other cultivators in the city to eliminate the ghost infestation. Although they didn't gather all of their forces, their strength was still not to be underestimated. What was the result? In the end, we still weren't able to exterminate all of the ghosts. All we could do was keep them at bay between Yongye Lane and Chongfu Lane. The entire southern part of the city has already been lost, "the veteran sighed and continued.
Shen Luo didn't say anything after hearing this and instead began to think about Qian Tong's group of three, feeling more and more uneasy.
Seeing him remain silent for a long time, the veteran comforted him.
"Immortal Master doesn't need to worry. Our Great Tang government is not to be trifled with. It's just that they haven't reorganized their forces yet, so they haven't launched an all-out counterattack. Moreover, there is news that the city has already sent people out to ask for help from the Life Transformation Temple and other Immortal Sects. Once the reinforcements arrive, we'll attack them from both inside and outside. I guarantee that none of them will be able to escape. "
His words were full of pride as a soldier of the Great Tang. Hearing this, Shen Luo's heart warmed and he said with a smile, "You're right.
With Duke Cheng and the other Great Sects, these ghosts and monsters won't be able to run rampant for long. "
The old soldiers had originally come back to rest after being relieved of their duties. They parted ways with Shen Luo halfway through the workshop.
Shen Luo walked all the way to the Imperial City. When he was about to leave Yongye Market, he saw that the sky had suddenly brightened up. When he looked up, he found that the dark clouds above only covered this area and were blocked by the brilliant light emitted from the Imperial City.
When they arrived at Duke Cheng's Mansion, the guard at the door sent a message. Soon, a figure hurriedly walked out of the mansion. It was Lu Huaming.
"Hey, Brother Shen, you're finally here," Lu Huaming called out from afar.
"Last night, we encountered a large number of ghosts. Something happened while we were investigating. I should have come here a long time ago," Shen Luo said.
"Oh, what happened?" Lu Huaming frowned and quickly asked.
Shen Luo then gave a brief account of his encounter with the three people from the Body Refining Altar.
"It really wasn't easy for you to escape from three Soul Condensation Stage cultivators." Lu Huaming looked up and down at Shen Luo. Seeing that there were no obvious injuries on his body, he patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile.
"What's the situation right now? Why does it seem like half of Chang 'an City has fallen?" Shen Luo asked.
"The situation is a bit complicated. I can't tell you too clearly for a while, but the government has already come up with a countermeasure. There is no need to worry too much. It's just that the time is not right now. It's hard for the people." Lu Huaming sighed.
With that, he led Shen Luo all the way to the Cheng Mansion.
"Right now, we are in need of people. In the morning, the imperial court issued a notice to all the cultivators in the city. Whether it's the Sect Registry Master or the Itinerant Cultivators, they will all be recruited under the government to fight against the ghosts together," Lu Huaming said as he walked.
"To be loyal to the people of the Tang Empire, I will not refuse," Shen Luo said without hesitation.
"Haha, Brother Shen is right. In this way, you and I can fight side by side again, "Lu Huaming said with a smile.
As soon as his voice fell, the waist token hanging on his waist suddenly flashed with light.
"I wanted to take you to rest for a while, but it seems that I can't. The government is urgently summoning me. I have to go there immediately." Lu Huaming frowned slightly and said apologetically.
"It's okay. If I can help, I will go with you." Shen Luo waved his hand and said.
Lu Huaming hesitated for a moment and then said, "It shouldn't be a matter of battle … How about this, I will take you with me and send you to the recruitment office. The Weapon Storage Hall there is the place where cultivators are recruited."
"Okay." Shen Luo nodded.
The two immediately rushed to the Tang Empire's government. On the way, Shen Luo told Lu Huaming what he saw along the way.
"Brother Shen, what you said is very important information. It is of great significance to our future battle. It is already a great merit." Lu Huaming said with a smile.
Shen Luo heard this and didn't care much.
After Lu Huaming sent Shen Luo all the way to the Weapon Storage Hall, he left first.
Shen Luo stood in the empty square outside the hall. He looked at the magnificent vermilion hall in front of him and walked in.
Inside the hall, there were not many furnishings. In front of him was a cabinet that was almost as high as the roof. It was densely covered with large and small squares. There was a label on it with a name written on it.
In front of the cabinet, there were three tables. Behind each table sat an official dressed in court clothes. They were all busy flipping through the documents in their hands. For a moment, no one noticed the arrival of Shen Luo.
"Ahem."
Shen Luo coughed twice. The three people were startled at the same time and raised their heads.
"You are the Immortal Master who came to register. May I know your name?" The person sitting in the middle was about forty or fifty years old. He was thin and had clear facial features. He stood up first and clasped his fist to Shen Luo.
The other two were quite young. They immediately stood up and bowed respectfully. Then, they lowered their heads and sat down, minding their own business.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
