Immortal Devil Transformation Chapter 10: Forgot to laugh
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The purgatory mountain team composed of dozens of red-robed priests and giants pulled by two fire chiefs climbed over Qianxia Mountain and entered the territory of Nanling Province.
In order to avoid shocking the world, the two fire chiefs wore special black tunics and only showed their eyes. From the outside, they were just two huge giants.
What made the Yunqin practitioners and Yunqin army secretly observing along the way was a little puzzled. In this team of Purgatory Mountain, all the red-robed priests changed their robes after entering the territory of Nanling Province. , Although it is still a more vivid blood red in the snow, the pattern on the red robe is no longer a flame, but a pattern of an eight-armed demon king.
All the red-robed priests are always neatly arranged in front of and behind the giants. They did not leave this line for a step, nor did they talk to any Yunqin people at all. They chose the route of travel to avoid the dense population as much as possible. The towns of, they are not walking on the main road. However, the Yunqin soldiers and practitioners who watched this team vigilantly and secretly were all horrified. When some villages along the way began to show this strange and mysterious team , People began to follow behind the team, and more and more people came.
What shocked and puzzled these Yunqin practitioners and soldiers even more was that the people who came here seemed not to be the cultivators of Daxian Hidden or Purgatory Mountain, but ordinary Yunqin people!
The line of Purgatory Mountain has remained silent all the time. All the red-robed priests are progressing very quickly... However, in such an ice world, the ordinary people of Yunqin are like the most devout believers. They can follow This line of teams, and always respectfully follow a few miles away, not dare to disturb the line of Purgatory Mountain.
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Zeng Rou sits in the Wuwei Guanmu Building in Dongjingling.
In the battles of Dongjing, Shaohua, and Falling Stars, he was already the highest defender in Dongjingling designated by Gu Yunjing. After Gu Yunjing passed away, he has become the second-ranked military in the entire Nanling province. There is absolute real power in the southern border.
After the snow fell in Dongjingling, he often went to Wuwei Viewing, watching the Taoists of Wuwei Viewing leisurely making dried fruits and making rice wine.
At this moment, in front of him, there is a dish of dried fruit with salted salt, and a pot of aged rice wine newly opened by a Taoist who is inaction.
The rice wine is getting warmer in the iron kettle.
A sharp footstep arrived at the door, and even before knocking on the door, a middle-aged general who was covered in black armor with white snowflakes pushed open the door, wrapped in a cold wind to Zeng Rou's , Nervously said: "The team of Purgatory Mountain has arrived outside the Dongjing Mausoleum."
Zeng gently raised his head and looked at his officer. There was no trace of nervousness or anxiety, but a trace of dissatisfaction appeared on his calm face. "What anxious, the wine is blown cold." Up."
After the Qianye Pass event, at least the military at the southern border has reached a tacit agreement with Qingluan Academy, but most of the soldiers are because of their admiration for what Lin Xi and some Yunqin practitioners did. Having passed the loyal monarch's thoughts, for Zeng Rou, the best thing to do with this kind of thing is to close one eye, just not knowing, and the two don't help each other, so there is no embarrassment and entanglement.
This tribe has been following Zeng Rou for many years and understands Zeng Rou's intentions. When he heard Zeng Rou's unhappy sentence, he laughed bitterly and explained: "The general...the people who follow the Purgatory Mountain team There are too many, you will understand when you go and see."
Hearing these words from this general, the discomfort on Zeng Rou's face quickly disappeared. He didn't have much more, just propped up an umbrella, dressed in single clothes, like a piece of water spinning on the surface Like the stone flakes, they floated extremely fast, reaching the turret of the city wall earlier than the fast horse behind him.
In the flying snow of the castle tower, without the need for brass eagle eyes, Zeng Rou could clearly see the line of people coming towards the East Jingling, as if going around from the west side of the Dongjingling.
His brows frowned unconsciously, and his calm face began to be filled with real shock.
The team of Purgatory Mountain in the front is still the dozens of red-robed priests and a giant mantle. There is no change in the slightest, but there are already thousands of people following behind.
If there are thousands of Damang guards, it is nothing to him, but now those thousands of people, at first glance, are all ordinary Yunqin people!
What happened to make such cloudy Qin ordinary people gather behind the team of Purgatory Mountain?
Furthermore, this team of Purgatory Mountain only passed through half of the sparsely populated area of Nanling Province.
The previous minister rushed to his side again with the sound of rapid footsteps and glanced at the team marching in the wind and snow. The minister solemnly asked in a low voice: "General, then If this team keeps going like this, the number of people who follow will probably be multiplied. If something happens, it may be out of control...Should we take any action?"
Zeng Rou thought for a while and calmly said: "I will go out and have a look alone."
The general did not object, but when Zeng Rou started to move again, he exclaimed in surprise: "General, they stopped."
Zeng Rou was taken aback, turned around and looked around
However, the more mysterious team that seemed to be seen against the thousands of Yunqin people in the rear, had completely stopped, and stopped in front of a pavilion beside the road.
Zeng Rou suddenly thought of something. He raised his head and looked into the sky. In the vast sky, he saw several faint yellow lights, which were descending abruptly.
"It's none of our business."
Zeng Rou took a deep breath and said softly to her minister: "As for why this happens, Lin Xi will definitely give us an explanation."
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The heavy giant stopped, no longer rubbing against the ice and snow.
Zhang Ping, who seemed to be sleeping in the giant lion, slowly lifted his lowered head.
All the red-robed priests of Purgatory Mountain began to disperse, leaving the giant lion, and then took out pieces of tent-like things with small metal linkages from the heavy package behind them. In an instant, many The crimson-red metal film, which was as thin as cowhide, was connected to each other, and it actually built a temple around this giant.
All the red-robed priests finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to walk further. Only a few miles away, they began to spread out the waterproof bedding and began to rest.
The long banners hanging from the giants were rolled up on both sides. Zhang Ping looked at the crimson temple temporarily spliced together, and the excellent craftsmen of Purgatory Mountain were able to connect the temple. The seams were spliced so that even a piece of snow did not fly in, but his eyes did not have the slightest appreciation for this kind of craftsmanship. This palace could block the snow falling from the sky, but it could not stop the snow falling in his heart.
He made a promise that he would cross Qianxia Mountain before the heavy snowfall of Qianxia Mountain.
He did exactly this, but this year's Qianxia Mountain was closed down many days earlier than usual.
So although he entered Yunqin on the set date, he actually passed through Qianxia Mountain after the snow fell and sealed the mountain. Is this still a violation of his promise?
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Lin Xi walked down the sacred tree Feihe that landed in front of this metal temple.
He knows that Purgatory Mountain is present and the things that track Shenmu Feihe, so he knows that Zhang Ping will know their arrival in advance.
The metal temple in front is not magnificent, but formed at this moment, it is amazing enough, like a miracle.
The pious and faithful Yunqin people in the distance are shocking enough, giving people inexplicable psychological pressure.
Lin Xi also felt that the temple that was about to be spliced together was amazing, and the inexplicable Yunqin people also shocked and puzzled him, but before he walked into this metal temple, he faced all the colleges behind him. The young man smiled slightly and said: "You don't need to be so serious...Will you let Zhang Ping in there and invite everyone to eat barbecue?"
Jiang Xiaoyi and others laughed.
Everyone understands what Lin Xi meant... No matter what identity or face Zhang Ping came back, Lin Xi thought it was a meeting between classmates and friends.
Zhang Ping heard Lin Xi's words in the giant.
He thought for a while, stood up, and walked off the giant wheel.
The temple is not very big, but as all the red-robed priests move away, this temple appears extremely quiet, and the unusually monotonous metallic color looks extremely cold and solemn.
Lin Xi, Qin Xiyue and others walked in.
In this cold metal temple, there is no smile on the faces of these young college students who have met again.
Lin Xi looked at Zhang Ping, who was motionless in the purgatory mountain sacred robe, he walked up, patted Zhang Ping's shoulder, and said seriously: "Since I have come back, relax a little. After everything is over, everyone meets again. If you are so serious, even if I am happy, I can’t laugh."
Zhang Ping nodded, didn't speak immediately, but walked back to the giant lion again and sat down very tired.
"I understand."
After sitting down, he looked at Lin Xi and everyone, and said in a somewhat arduous voice: "It's just that I spent too long in Purgatory Mountain, and I have forgotten how to laugh."
This sentence silenced everyone for a long time.
"We won after all." Lin Xi knew that any comforting words didn't make much sense, and he also stepped onto the giant lion and sat down in front of Zhang Ping.
Jiang Xiaoyi and the others glanced at each other, and they all walked up to the giant lion, just like sitting around the bonfire back then, sitting down casually.
"Are you seriously injured?" Lin Xi looked at Zhang Ping and asked softly, "Does it matter?"
Zhang Ping shook his head slowly: "It was very serious at the time, but now it has survived."
Lin Xi nodded, he couldn't help turning his head and looking at Qin Xiyue, but he reacted again, holding back abruptly. Because after the conversation in that valley, he who understood Qin Xiyue's meaning knew that he could not impose his will on Qin Xiyue.
"Everything will get better, and you will get used to it." So he smiled sincerely, looked at Zhang Ping, and whispered: "Since I'm back, what are your plans next?" (To be completed Continued) ()
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