The storm was still there. The bloody smell that had originally floated in the air disappeared without a trace under the impact of the heavy rain. The blood stains on the ground were also clear and cleaned by the water. The only evidence that could confirm the massacre was the blood-red city walls and nearly 80,000 corpses that were slightly white by the water.

In the storm, the corpses looked so sad and pitiful. They were born as slaves and were not free. After death, they had no nests and were allowed to blow by the wind and rain. There was a thunder in the sky and lightning shone everywhere. A corpse on the ground trembled slightly. Then he slowly opened his eyes and climbed up from the ground. This person was Lin Potian.

At that time, the lieutenant general's knife did not completely pierce Lin Potian's heart, retaining a glimmer of vitality for him. It was just that the huge pain at that time made Lin Potian unconscious.

In the heavy rain, Lin Potian looked around the four fields, and the corpses appeared in his eyes, which made him close his eyes unvoluntarily because he couldn't bear to look at it anymore. But Lin Potian knew that he had no choice, so he opened his eyes, and then used the tools of his work when building the city wall to dig a big pit, burying the bodies of his parents and many relatives in the pit.

Lin Potian dared not erect a monument for his parents, not even a tomb, because he was afraid that someone would find him alive. Lin Potian could no longer care about more corpses around him. He looked sharply at the heart of the ancient mountain empire, his face was silent, and he didn't say much, then turned around and walked towards the mountain on the right side of the blood-red city wall.

Lin Potian understood that the Gushan Empire had no other place to stand. Once he went back, he might be killed by Luo Chaoyang and could not explain the facts to his slave owner, so he chose to climb over the mountains, escape from the Gushan Empire, and go to the Gulan Empire.

The mountain in front of me was extremely steep, with bare and nothing on it. Even ordinary warriors were difficult to climb over, let alone Lin Potian, but Lin Potian's eyes showed a resolute look because he had no choice.

Lin Potian is in very good health. Although his hands and feet are bound by chains, he is still as sensitive as a monkey, constantly grasping the few vines and trees on the cliffs. After a hard climb, Lin Potian successfully climbed over.

On the other side of the giant mountain, two old men stood. Because they were on the top of the mountain, they could clearly see the blood-red city wall and the nearly 80,000 corpses at the foot of the blood-red city wall.

"I didn't expect that since there were such bloodthirsty people in the Gushan Empire, it would definitely be a demon star in the future." An old man in zizi clothes stroked his beard and said in shock. Seeing the 80,000 corpses, there was no big wave in his eyes, as if life and death were normal for him.

"It's true, but what surprised me was the surviving little guy. Why did he survive?" said another old man in black.

"He was the only person who survived the massacre. He should have hated the Gushan Empire to the extreme, and it can be used by us. In the future, it will turn into a sharp weapon to deal with the Gushan Empire," said the old man in mahjong.

"It depends on his talent?" The old man in black nodded and said calmly. Then the two of them flew up and appeared in front of Lin Potian in an instant.

After successfully crossing the giant mountain, Lin Potian lay weakly on the ground, breathing fresh air greedily, but he thought about where he should go and how he should survive. While he was pondering, two old men appeared in front of him, making him alert, and reached out to hold a big stone beside him in his hand and used it as his weapon.

Before the old man could speak, Lin Potian instantly stood up and smashed the stone in his hand hard at the old man in gray, and then began to run away. He had just experienced the disaster of death and felt no sense of security in this world. However, Lin Potian was bound by chains on his feet. Because he used too much force, he fell directly to the ground, like a bear, and fell to the foot of the mountain, and finally fainted.

When the two old men saw Lin Potian, they shook their heads one after another, and said, "It seems that the killing left a huge psychological shadow on him." Then the old man in black stretched out his hand and lifted Lin Potian. Then the two took Lin Potian and walked towards the abdomen of the Quran Empire. They took one step forward and were thousands of miles away, with a speed that was so fast that it was stuttering.

When Lin Potian woke up again, he found himself lying in a thatched hut. Below him was a simple bed made of hay. Lin Potian was curious and slowly pushed open the door, then walked out.

Outside the thatched hut is a huge mountain range. The mountain has lush vegetation, pure flowing water, birds singing and flowers fragrance, and mysterious fog, like a fairy mountain.

Not far away in front of Shaoyu is a huge mountain gate. There are three big characters written on the plaque in the center of the mountain gate. These three characters are "Qingyun Mountain". Behind the mountain gate is a wide, upward staircase.

Next to the mountain gate were two guard disciples wearing white clothes. One of them saw Lin Potian walking out of the thatched hut with contempt in his eyes. Then the man said, "That slave, I didn't expect you to wake up so soon. Elder Luo Yu has an order. After you wake up, you go to Piaoyu Palace to find him."

Lin Potian heard this and looked at the two gatekeepers and asked carefully: "Who is Elder Luo Yu? Where is Piaoyu Hall?"

"Hahaha, no wonder he is a slave. He is so stupid. You were brought back by Elder Luo Yu. Who do you think Elder Luo Yu is?" asked the disciple of the gatekeeper.

Lin Potian recalled carefully and found that he did not know who Elder Luo Yu was or who brought him here. So he shook his head and said, "I don't know Elder Luo Yu."

At this time, the gatekeeper looked at Lin Potian with great impatientness, and then said, "What a fool. I don't know why Elder Luo Yu brought back a waste like you?"

Another gatekeeper who seemed to be much kinder sighed and looked at Lin Potian and said, "Follow me, I'll take you to Piaoyu Palace to meet Elder Luo Yu."

Then Lin Potian followed the disciple and walked towards the stairs. Since Lin Potian was still bound by chains on his hands and feet at this moment, it was difficult for him to walk quickly, so his speed was quite slow.

"My name is Wu Jianghe, what's your name?" The gatekeeper who led the way for Lin Potian looked at Lin Potian with a kind smile on his face.

Feeling that Wu Jianghe had no malice towards him, Lin Potian said, "My name is Lin Potian."

"Well, a good name, don't care about Huo Wuxin's words. He is the kind of person and does not really have any objections to you." Wu Jianghe said kindly. The Huo Wuxin he mentioned naturally refers to the other gatekeeper.

Lin Potian nodded. After they walked the steps, what appeared in front of them was a wide avenue, which looked like a square, and there were many branches on both sides of the avenue. At this moment, Wu Jianghe led Lin Potian into one of the branches, and then they soon came to a hall before a main hall, which was Piaoyu Hall.

"Okay, this is Piaoyu Hall, Elder Luo Yu is in it, you can enter by yourself." Wu Jianghe said, thinking of Lin Potian.

"Thank you." Lin Potian looked at Wu Jianghe and said sincerely, and then Wu Jianghe left.

Lin Potian looked at the hall in front of him with calm eyes, and saw the palace carved beams and painted buildings, dignified and ancient, with an invisible Taoist rhyme floating out of it. He let out a long breath and then walked towards the Piaoyu Hall.

At the entrance of the palace of Piaoyu Palace, there were also two disciples guarding the gate. When they saw Lin Potian, whose hands and feet were wrapped in chains, their eyes also showed contempt. Lin Potian walked to the gate of the palace and said politely: "I'll pay homage to Elder Luo Yu, and I hope to report it."

The two disciples of the gate guard were staring at Lin Potian. Their eyes came from top to bottom, from bottom to top, and took Shao Yu to look. After a long time, one of the disciples of the gate guard said, "Elder Luo Yu is in the hall, you can go in by yourself." The two disciples had received the instructions from Elder Luo Yu before, knowing that a slave would look for Elder Luo Yu.

Lin Potian walked into the palace, and the chains on his feet made a clanging sound. In this quiet hall, it was like disharmonious music. The palace was very big and twisted inside. Shaoyu walked for a long time before he came to the hall. The hall was very empty, with many seats on both sides, and another seat was also on the top of the hall. At this moment, an old man in a clothes were sitting on the chair.

When Lin Potian saw the old man in the mai in the hall, he was surprised because he remembered that the old man was the old man he was planning to kill with stones.

"Old man, what's the matter with you bringing me here?" Although Lin Potian was afraid that the old man would kill him, his face was very calm and he said calmly.

The old man in Mai slowly stood up and walked down from the seat. Finally, he kept a distance of about three meters from Lin Potian. His old eyes looked at Lin Potian carefully, and his eyes were sometimes surprised and sometimes calm. Finally, he looked at Lin Potian and said, "The body is strong, but I don't know if I have the talent for cultivation."

"Where is this?" Lin Potian asked.

"This is Qingyun Mountain, the Taoist sect of the Gulan Empire. If you pass the test, you may stay here to practice." The old man in Mai looked at Lin Potian and said.
Chapter completed!