Great Sui Guoshi

"Then... where is the fellow who subjugates demons here?"

Turning his head to look around, the sight that swept across the cliffs and forests suddenly stopped. Looking not far away, a mountain wall protruded from the big rock outside, and a figure with a golden sword stood there, as if he had sensed Chen Jing's Turning his eyes slowly, his eyes were like lightning, with a faint blue light in the bottom of his eyes.

"He... is Mr. Lu?"

On the big rock on the mountain wall in the distance, Lu Liangsheng held one hand, and lightly pressed the buzzing Xuanyuan Sword with the other hand. When the wind blew, the white velvet around the collar of the Qilin cloak was gently stroked, and he withdrew his gaze, indifferently Looking at the steep wall sunken in front of you.

"The breath of the demon star... come out for me!"

The arm behind the back swung to one side, the yin and yang wide sleeves slapped, and there was a loud bang in the pit, a section of rock protruded, pushing the corpse embedded inside to the outside, and the ground rolled a few times In the circle, Chen Fu slowly got up, raised his face and roared towards the opposite side.

Snapped--

A slap across the face slapped him, making him stagger and almost fall sideways.

A few meters away from the cliff, Lu Liangsheng lowered his hands, and the phantom shadows of arms waving behind his back dissipated, and the hand pressed on the hilt of the sword turned around, holding the Xuanyuan Sword and fluttering down to the ground.

The wind blows across the foot of the mountain, a scholar in a black unicorn cloak hangs his trembling sword, walks casually, looks at the other side who stands up without fear of pain, raises his other empty hand, and the moment it roars down, behind, revealing The four-horned bull head and the phantom of the giant scarlet eyes swung their thick arms and claws almost at the same time.

Bang!

The corpse demon who had just straightened up was smashed to the ground, sinking more than half an inch into the soil. Xu Ying's swung arm swept away, and a tree as thick as a man's thigh was directly smashed on the edge of the cliff. In the sound of snapping, Chen Fu aroused fierceness, and rushed out in a prostrate posture, pushing out a thick layer of soil, like a fish swimming over a lotus leaf, grabbing Lu Liangsheng's feet .

Dangdang twice.

The phantom of the tortoise pattern flickered, blocking the caught claws, Lu Liangsheng kicked, the crouching and tearing corpse kicked into the air, and lifted his other hand upwards, the huge phantom flashed through the darkness, high Raise the horn high and push it up, the sound of gold and iron crashing mixed with sparks flickering, the corpse turned in mid-air hit the mountain wall, and the moment it bounced back and fell——

Lu Liangsheng arrived in no time, and the Xuanyuan sword slashed down.

puff!The falling figure flew two or three feet away, dragging a pile of broken stones and rolling towards the edge of the cliff. Under the suppression of the golden sword energy, strands of black energy drifted from the inside out.

When the young man hiding in the shadows of the grass and trees saw the bone-like face of the corpse monster lying not far away, his eyes narrowed and his lips trembled.

"Master.....Master..."

Over there, the figure lying on the ground moved slightly, and upon hearing a familiar voice, the gray and disheveled hair bun slowly lifted up, uniquely sensing the figure hiding in the shadow opposite, the bone-like face finally changed slightly expression.

The confusion and madness of his thoughts gradually became a little clear, and he slightly opened his dry lips.

"Jing'er..."

Behind him, footsteps came, Chen Fu roared, red dots appeared in his empty eyes, he stood up straight from the ground, turned around to face the black-robed scholar who was walking, as if he was hiding the apprentice hiding behind him, his whole body aroused the aura of corpse diffuse around,

"Roar!"

Roaring in a low voice, he waved his arms, grabbed forward, and the body energy gathered and swept towards the opposite side. Lu Liangsheng who came over stretched out his wide sleeves, pinched out the magic arts with his slender fingers, and a white chill appeared all over his body.

Frost, wind and dew fall!

The surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and the corpse aura that rolled in was cold and gradually stagnated. Together with the damp and cold water vapor, it turned into grains of black nectar that were hard to see with the naked eye and fell to the ground, forming a puddle of stagnant water.

ho ho...

Chen Fu couldn't feel the corpse's aura drifting away, knowing that it had been deciphered, he suddenly opened his mouth, leaned back, and took a deep breath.

In an instant.

The grass, trees and forests on the mountainside were blowing in his direction, and a stream of blood seemed to be boiling from Lu Liangsheng's body. After the foul wind, he abruptly pulled Chen Fu to this side.

"Don't take people as people...you want to kill the emperor yourself!"

Lu Liangsheng grabbed Chen Fu's head with one hand, and in his angry words, he pressed Chen Fu's head with his mana, curled his five fingers, and pulled back violently.

The corpse demon struggled violently, a red aura was forcefully pulled out, and at the same time, the body exuding black aura was also sucked into the Qiankun sleeve.

The cold moonlight shines down.

Lu Liangsheng stood in the midst of the silver light, flicked his sleeves to gather the corpse demon, held the red aura in his other hand, flexed his five fingers, ignited the fire, and burned it clean.

In the huge city in the distance, countless walking corpses roaring and impacting the Taoist temple, seemed to have broken the thread, and fell down one after another.

The spreading chaos finally became quiet in the night.

Chapter 5 Twelve Evil Ones, Look!

The clouds covered the clear moon, and the silver glow all over the mountain gradually dipped into darkness. Occasionally, a lone wolf howled in the mountains and forests, making it look a bit gloomy.

The wind blew the sleeves of his robe, Lu Liangsheng looked at the dissipated flames and red lights in his hands, and decided to write a series of "emperor" texts on the Qiankun sleeve, and then looked at the grass over there, and with a flick of his sleeve, the vegetation moved , showing a gully.

In the shadows I saw before, there was not even a ghost.

"Looks like he's gone."

Lu Liangsheng fell silent, touched the sleeves of Qiankun, and did not chase after the other party. He sighed slightly. In his sight, he had excellent eyesight, and he could see some burning lights in the hidden forest.

Standing in the wind for a while, he turned around and walked towards Chang'an. As he walked slowly, his figure gradually became blurred and disappeared halfway up the mountain. It was the middle of the night when he returned to the city, and the chaos subsided.

The burning buildings were extinguished by the yamen servants and the people nearby. From time to time, on the street, soldiers on horseback shouted at the closed houses and buildings on both sides, saying Anmin's words.

"Listen to all the people, the remnants of the Southern Dynasties are lurking in the city. Taking advantage of His Majesty's night visit to Wanshou Temple, they have seduced and driven several people in the neighborhood to wait for the opportunity to cause chaos. Do not hide rebels at the door, do not spread rumors..."

There is still smoke from the burning house. A woman is sitting on the ground with her child in her arms, looking at the charred house, crying and slapping the ground vigorously. The child stares blankly at the burnt wood with sparks on it. The old woman in ragged clothes beats her chest and stamps her feet. Screaming and rushing to retrieve his son, he was stopped by the guards nearby: "Don't go in, the beams of the house will collapse, and your son is gone!"

The old woman struggled a few times, and when she heard the officer's words, the crying expression stayed on her face, she didn't catch her breath, and passed out, and the people around hurried over, even the crying woman ran over and pinched them.

There was noise and chaos for a while, and more people walked barefoot on the cold street, calling for their missing relatives; in the collapsed attic, several yamen servants pulled the rope in their hands, and tried their best to pull a section of the crossbar to rescue the buried people inside. Woman; the unaffected neighbors, people heard the movement and rushed to help spontaneously. Every time a person was found or rescued, the crowd erupted in huge cheers.

Watching this scene, Lu Liangsheng let go of his tightly pursed lips as he walked past the neighbors. No matter when and where, the people walking on this land are the most humane.

Walking through the noisy streets, sometimes stopping, casting spells, extinguishing the fire, treating the old man covered in blood, and returning to Furong Pond, there was a bloody smell in the air, but the dark walking corpses had disappeared, and the ground was still remnant. There are traces of cleaning, and the broken floor tiles have also been renovated in time.

Outside the mountain gate, several torches were burning. When the guards on horseback saw the figure approaching, they all came down and bowed together: "Meet the national teacher!"

The talkative person couldn't help but say: "Master, is that monster dead?"

"Caught."

Hearing the answer from the national teacher, the guards smashed their fists excitedly, "It's not dead, it's really cheap for that monster!" Just after saying this, they suddenly felt that something was wrong, quickly shut their mouths, and lowered their heads.

Over there, Lu Liangsheng walked up the stone steps, Zhu Gangli, Yang Su, Li Suian, and Sun Yingxian waited there, chatting one after another, when the Taoist saw the scholar coming back, he wiped his mustache.

"Look, I said that the scholar Lu is fine, good guy, that star looks amazing..."

On the side, the man with the beard leaning on the wooden box turned his head and approached the excited Taoist: "Have you noticed that Fellow Daoist Lu's demeanor is a little different from the past?"

"Hey, you worry about it!"

Zhu Gangyan picked out his nostrils, flicked away a small black shadow, raised the nine-toothed rake to meet him, looked Lu Liangsheng up and down, and looked around.

"What about the corpse demon? My old pig didn't catch up with the time, so maybe it can be solved with a nail and a rake."

Lu Liangsheng greeted a few people, turned around, and raised his Qiankun sleeve: "Inside, I will release him later, and you can fight again."

"..." Laozhu stared at the swaying yin and yang sleeves for a moment, put down the finger that had been plucked out of his nostril, and quickly waved it.

"I'm just talking about it, you take it seriously, if I smash it with a rake, your Taoist temple will be gone, I think it's better to forget it."

Beside, Sun Yingxian, Yan Chixia, and Li Suian rolled their eyes. They usually boast that they are so powerful. They have never seen a move. Come up with a decent skill.

"What about Your Majesty?"

At this time, Lu Liangsheng lowered his sleeves and glanced around. Except for more than a dozen soldiers helping to fill the damaged floor tiles, he did not see the emperor and a group of guards.

Looking back, he looked at the Taoist who was shaking his feet.

"What about Your Majesty?"

"I was escorted back to the palace by that gentleman." The Taoist clicked his tongue twice and shook his head: "I am usually pampered and pampered, but when this happens, I can't stand the fright. After you left, the emperor was sweating all over, weak and tight." , leave that King Jin behind, and go back."

"You don't even look at how old your majesty is."

Lu Liangsheng shook his head and explained, walking to the attic where he usually lives, he will release Chen Fu from Qiankun's sleeve later, to sort out the ins and outs, thinking about stepping into the threshold, going up to the attic, and releasing the Xuanyuan sword. Going to the sword seat, turning around and looking back, in sight, a short figure suddenly sprang out from the bed, stepped on the edge of the bed and jumped up.

The black-patterned purple-gold gourd is held high above its head.

"Hey, villain, look at the gourd—"

The body of the gourd slammed on the forehead with a bang, Lu Liangsheng shook his body, his soul was a little unstable, he wobbled around a few times, and returned to normal.

"Master, you..."

Lu Liangsheng blinked his eyes, looked at Taoist Toad who jumped back to the table, "...what are you doing?"

After speaking, he rolled the whites of his eyes and fell to the ground in a faint.

"Old demon—"

A wisp of black smoke floated out from the sleeve, turning into a slim woman on the ground, Qi You hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down, poked the scholar with her fingertips, then turned her head to look at the toad on the table, squinted her beautiful eyes, and pursed her red lips , as if about to get angry.

"Hum..."

Taoist Toad put down the gourd, sat on the edge of the table, and kicked his flippers: "What do you know, this old man is trying to wake him up, otherwise...hey...you silly girl, listen The old man explained... put your hands down..."

In the bright candlelight, the arms of the woman's figure projected on the wall became thicker, and then slammed towards her.

The light in the room was instantly extinguished, the curtains snapped open, and air waves rushed out.

..........

The night clouds wandered away, revealing half a clear moon.

In the dim moonlight, the foothills are rolling and undulating, and the moonlight shining in the forest is gloomy and hazy. In the darkness in the distance, rustling footsteps pass by the silvery white cast on the ground. In front of the figure is a ruined temple with bright lights.

In the temple, Zhang Lihua tucked up her skirt and sat beside the fire in a daze. When she heard a figure approaching the door, she hurriedly got up to meet her.

"Jing'er."

Rubbing her son's body with her hands, the woman was relieved to see that he was not injured. However, Chen Jing had a strange expression, and walked silently to the fire to sit down, feeling a little uneasy.

"Jing'er, what happened outside? Don't do this, it will make mother worry."

Crackling...

Sparks popped out of dead branches and rose with the heat wave. Chen Jing stared at the swaying flames, pursed his lips, and remained silent for a while, as if there was a glint in his eyes that moved and slid down the corners of his eyes.

"Mother... Master, he... is dead."

Outside the temple, there was a rustling sound as the wind whimpered and ran through the forest.

Chapter 5 Thirteen

The bonfire swayed, and a few sparks popped up into the air along the heat wave. Hearing her son's words, the woman was startled, and then a look of shock appeared on her face, and she quickly walked over and squatted beside Chen Jing.

"Jing'er, you...what you said...is it true?"

Crackling.

The dead branches made a crisp sound, Chen Jing was fascinated by the flames, snapped a branch in his hand, and nodded, "That time when I went back to Tianzhi to raise troops to restore the country, and met Lu Liangsheng, the master stopped me after breaking it to let me escape. other side......"

Speaking of what happened that day, the broken branch in his hand was broken into four pieces again, "...but just now, what happened outside, I saw Master...he Turned into a corpse demon, fought with Lu Liangsheng, and was captured."

"Then why didn't you save your master!!" Zhang Lihua pinched the hem of her clothes tightly, and her voice couldn't help but get louder.

"Your master is running around for your throne, for Chen Guo, and you just watched him being taken away by Lu Liangsheng?!"

Over there, Chen Jing raised his hand, squeezed the edge of his sleeve and wiped the corners of his eyes, lowered his face, buried it between his knees, and shook it with difficulty: "Mother... the master is dead, he turned into a corpse demon , he is no longer human..."

The words paused here for a moment, and the voice was hoarse: "... Lu Liangsheng's cultivation base is profound... I... can't beat him, let alone save Master from his hands .”

With a few slaps, four pieces of branches were thrown on the ground. Chen Jing got up with red eyes, glanced at his mother, held the sword and walked to the temple gate. The gate of the temple was kicked out and fell to pieces.

"What should I do......"

In the trembling voice, he squeezed out his lips with difficulty. Lu Liangsheng had known him very early. It's a bit complicated, not to mention that the father made mistakes first, and then asked the other party out of the mountain several times later, and he had the idea of ​​apprenticeship in his heart, but it didn't come true after all.

Even so, Chen Jing always respected that Mr. Lu in his heart, regardless of his status as a national teacher, but now the death of his master and the acceptance of the demon, he has unspeakable entanglements in his heart.

"Jing'er..."

The woman in the temple stepped forward cautiously. It was the first time she had seen her gentle and elegant son get so angry. She reached out and stroked Chen Jing's back a few times, and said in a low voice: "... Don't be angry, and don't take revenge, you just said that because of your mother's anxiety, don't take it to your heart, since you can't beat it, our mother and I will stay far away."

"Mother, Lu Liangsheng never thought of making trouble for me."

Chen Jing turned his face sideways, and on the side face shone by the fire, he squeezed out a smile, with a hint of a wry smile: "Just now, he has seen his son, but he didn't intend to do anything... The other party is not interested in doing anything..."

"where......"

Before the woman could speak, Chen Jing patted the back of her hand, "Mother, let's go, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and I won't rush to Chang'an City to trouble him. As a result, I will learn all the Taoist secrets that my master left me, and then come to Chang'an to try my luck..."

Looking at the bonfire.