The Dream Master

"Senior Deer, I'll go with you." The bearded man took the lead to respond.

"Let's go too." Sure enough, the previous casual cultivators all responded.

For a while, the faces of everyone present became hard to look, and many people even cast angry eyes at Shen Luo.

"Senior Lu, fellow daoists, don't want to be angry." The old man sneered, trying to act as a peacemaker.

Where did he know that these people had already decided to go.

Lu Yong just glanced at him, and didn't mean to ease his words.

At this time, Bai Xiaoyun suddenly took a step forward, and Lu Yong took a step back subconsciously.

"Everyone has ambitions. Since you are going to leave, we don't have to stay forcibly. Please leave." Bai Xiaoyun said with his eyes fixed slightly.

As he spoke, an invisible aura spread out, immediately causing the hearts of all the monks present to jump wildly.

His attitude was consistent with that of Shen Luo, and even tougher, he had directly ordered the chase.

There were a lot of monks who had other thoughts. Because of Shen Luo's previous words, they didn't dare to abandon their relatives directly and walk with Lu Yong and the others. Seeing Bai Xiaoyun's appearance now, they suddenly put away all the thoughts they shouldn't have.

After all, a Mahayana monk is more reliable than a monk in the Aperture Period.

Lu Yong looked around and saw that there was no one standing in line except the few people who had followed him before. He cursed in his heart, but he could only respectfully say: "That junior will leave."

After that, he held his fists slightly, then turned and left with those people.

Shen Luo looked at the backs of the few people who left, and didn't feel any loss, and said inwardly: "When you stop, you will suffer the chaos."

"They...really left, what should we do next?" Chen Chuan asked when those people were far away.

"After a few days of training and recovery from my injury, I sneaked into Wushan alone to find a passable path." Bai Xiaoyun said after a moment of indulgence.

"There are not a few big demon trolls in Wushan. You sneak in by yourself, and the risk is too great." Shen Luo frowned upon hearing this.

"Yes, this is too risky, improper, improper..." The others also discouraged.

"Other than that, I'm afraid there is no other way." Bai Xiaoyun said in a deep voice.

"I still have a way, you can try it." Shen Luo had already thought about it before, and said immediately.

"What way?" everyone asked hurriedly.

"Go all the way to the east, around the entire Wushan Mountains, then pass the Zhenhaiguan, and then go northwest back to Chang'an, how about?" Shen Luo said.

After listening, everyone fell into contemplation.

"Although this detour is extremely far...but it seems to be more safer." One person muttered.

"I haven't received the news of the fall of the town customs for the time being..." Chen Chuan said hesitantly with a hesitant expression on his face.

"Nowadays, the contact in various places has long been cut off. Who knows if there is any breach there, we rushed over there, I'm afraid we still have to draw a basket of water." Another person also worried.

"There is nothing wrong with this. Everyone knows that the geology of the town customs is special, and there are many underground tunnels eroded by underground rivers into the sea. We can sneak through the underground waterways at that time." Shen Luo explained.

Zhenluo Customs House is located in Yuzhou, near the East China Sea. Actually, Shenluo has never been there.

Regarding the news about these underground rivers, he had only seen it in some ancient books in the past, and now he said it more to stabilize people's hearts.

"If that's the case, it's really a good strategy." Chen Chuan thought for a while and nodded.

The others also felt that this method was feasible and nodded in agreement.

"Since everyone has no objections, after another half day of rest, we will continue to set off." Bai Xiaoyun concluded with the coffin.

Without Lu Yong and others, plus the manpower previously lost at Jianmen Pass, there were only about 20 immortal cultivators left in the entire team, and ordinary people suffered heavy losses, with only more than a hundred remaining.

Under the leadership of Bai Xiaoyun, this team whose morale had fallen to the extreme, embarked on a difficult road to the east.

...

Time flickered, and it was several months later.

In the boundary of Yuzhou, in a rolling mountain range, hundreds of huge cyan toads leaped and rushed one after another in the forest, overwhelming the dense mountain forests in patches, continuously stirring up smoke and dust.

The complexion of these cyan toads was like bronze, densely covered with venom gland bumps, and a layer of patina-like powder crystals formed on them, blowing in the wind.

The place where the powder fell, no matter the flowers or trees, all withered and turned yellow in an instant. Even the soil on the ground was hard to escape, stained with a dark green trace, and then turned into waste soil.

However, on the back of the leading giant toad, there was a low-profile old man sitting cross-legged, wearing a very large green robe, but still swollen by his fat body.

The old man's face was quite ugly, his forehead was wide and flat, his nose was flat and collapsed, and his eyes were surprisingly large. With a wide and thick toad mouth, he looked like an old toad.

The old man held Yuan with both hands in front of him, as if he was meditating, with two big bags bulging from his chin to his neck. Following his breathing rhythm, he stretched and shrank, and two strands of dark green poison came out from the corners of his mouth. .

At this moment, a sharp scream suddenly came from the top of the old man's head, and then, a huge shadow hovered in mid-air and fell towards this side.

The old man toad put away his head and looked up, and he saw a huge golden eagle that stretched out his wings and gliding towards him. When he was about to fall, his wings were gathered up, and his body was covered with golden feathers. , Turned into a middle-aged man wearing a golden crown with a pearl.

This man has a handsome face, with eyebrows flying diagonally into the temple, his eyes are sharp and shiny, and the curvature of a hooked nose is just right. He doesn't seem to have the slightest sense of shame, but his expression is very cold.

"Falcon Fellow Daoist with such an expression, it seems that he could not find those bereaved dogs?" The old man toad spoke first, and asked with a smile.

"Hmph, old toad, don't laugh at me either. Those of your disciples and grandchildren are not the same as being tricked by others. After searching for so long, they also failed to find those people." The eagle-nosed man named Hayashi was cold. Snorted.

"Forget it, the purpose of our coming here is not to find those people, but just some lingering ants. Let's go to the East China Sea as soon as possible to support. If we delay our efforts, it will really outweigh the gains." The old man was not angry. , Just waved his hand and persuaded.

"No, judging from the deeds of these people, it is obvious that they are coming to the east. Maybe they went to the East China Sea to blend in. I must find them." Hayabusa frowned and said in a deep voice.

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