~Date: ~October 18th~

The dead wood ran away, but his two junior brothers did not run away, and were left behind by Huo Yuanzhen's acupoints.

However, Huo Yuanzhen didn't ask them about it here. After all, it was wilderness, so it was inconvenient to ask anything. I would take it back to Shaolin and could tell you clearly if there was anything.

The driver who drove the car was already scared. In his eyes, the three dead woods, who were like gods, were actually defeated by a little monk!

No matter what the little monk said, he dared not ignore it. Under Huo Yuanzhen's order, he drove the carriage and started walking backwards, heading towards Shaoshi Mountain.

The two monks were thrown into the carriage by Huo Yuanzhen. Huo Wuzhen was confident that with his current internal force, they did not have the ability to break through the acupoints.

Huo Yuanzhen rode a horse and followed aside and began to head towards Shaoshi Mountain.

After walking for a while, Huo Yuanzhen suddenly felt that the carriage was a bit strange and hurriedly opened the curtains of the car and looked in.

When Huo Yuanzhen saw it, he was shocked. It turned out that the two monks inside were bleeding from their seven orifices and were about to die!

Huo Yuan's first reaction was that this was absolutely impossible.

Both monks were lit by acupuncture, and they would never be able to commit suicide by taking poison, and they could only be poisoned by others.

But I am here, who has the chance to poison them?

Is it because of innate perfection?

No, if the congenital perfection comes, just deal with yourself and take them away, why do you have to do a lot of money to poison?

Coachman!

Huo Yuanzhen suddenly realized that it must be the coachman who had a problem!

This coachman looks very poor in strength, only in the late stage of the acquired day, so Wu Wuzhen is not in his hands at all, so he is the only one who has the chance to poison.

I hurriedly looked in front of the car, and suddenly a cloud of smoke came towards me!

Huo Yuanzhen slashed out a palm and shook the poisonous smoke, but he still inevitably sucked some in.

The coachman saw Huo Yuanzhen being poisoned and immediately laughed: "Little monk! You're done. This is the flower poison of our Luohua Sect. I don't have an antidote here. You'd better go see the Buddha obediently!"

"Is that true? But before I see the Buddha, you may be in trouble."

Although Huo Yuanzhen inhaled the flower poison, he had practiced the Nine Yang True Sutra and had long been invincible with all poisons. Naturally, he could not do anything to this mere flower poison.

When the coachman saw that Huo Yuanzhen was fine, his eyes almost popped out: "This... this is impossible... well!"

As he spoke, the coachman suddenly had his eyes protruded, grabbed his throat with his hands, and his facial features began to seep out blood.

It turned out that he hit Huo Yuanzhen's poisonous smoke, but was shaken away by Huo Yuanzhen's palm, but instead he sucked in some of it himself. At this moment, the flower poison attacked and he fell to the ground.

Not only him, but also the horses pulling the cart. They fell to the ground and kicked their legs and were almost out of their way.

Huo Yuanzhen couldn't tell what it felt like. He had no intention of killing him, so he died. This really hurts others but does not harm himself. He will not survive if he commits his own sins.

I went to see the two monks in the carriage again, and it was because they had more intakes and less exhausts.

"I don't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me. This is also your life."

Under the plot of this coachman, the two monks did not survive. In the end, Huo Yuanzhen was alone.

After all, he was a Buddhist, and Huo Yuanzhen couldn't bear to let their bodies be left here. He issued two empty-cut palms, slashed a big pit, used the Star-sucking**, threw the bodies of several people, and then buried the pit.

Although I did not receive news from the fallen flower gods, after all, I took back the Heavenly Demon Piano, and this trip was worth the trip. Without the drag on the few people around me, Huo Yuan was really fast and returned to Shaolin Temple in less than a day.

...

When I returned to Shaolin Temple and came to the front of the mountain gate, I was not the Shaolin disciple or the Zhike Monk Jueyuan, but Ji Wushuang, who had been staying in Luye Town.

Ji Wushuang seemed to have been waiting here for a while. When he saw Huo Yuanzhen coming back, he said anxiously: "Abbot, you are back. Come to the Western Regions with me quickly. If you don't go, it will be too late."

“What’s too late?”

Ji Wushuang said: "Last night, I watched the star constellation at night and found it in the sky... Alas! You can't understand it even after saying it. Let's just tell you this. Originally, the disaster of the seven-star pearl was saved, but yesterday somehow, an external force blocked the movement of the lucky star and cut off the vitality."

"Split off?"

Huo Yuanzhen still doesn't quite understand.

"Yes, simply put, there was a person who did something that destroyed life and had a situation of saving it, but it was basically out of the way. The seven-star pearl was almost irreversible, and the world would be in chaos. You should follow me to the Western Regions quickly. Maybe Master and his elders can still have a way."

After hearing Ji Wushuang's words, Huo Yuan couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Could it be that he had snatched the Heavenly Demon Piano and caused any changes.

Ku Mu repeatedly emphasized that this time the exchange of heaven and demon pianos is related to the world. Whoever destroys it will be the sinner of the world. Could it be that he is confused and will be the fruit man?

However, this idea also flashed through Huo Yuanzhen's mind, thinking that it would be impossible to be such a coincidence.

He said to Ji Wushuang: "The donor of Ji, I am almost done with the matter. I will go back to Shaolin and explain to you, how can we set out tomorrow morning?"

"Okay, it's not too late now. Go and prepare. Let's set off earlier and leave tomorrow morning. Maybe you can reach the Yellow River Ferry in two days."

Huo Yuanzhen nodded, said goodbye to Ji Wushuang, and returned to Shaolin Temple.

The cultivation in Shaolin has not ended yet. Even those who have just made breakthroughs from the seclusion have simply rested and then reopened to the cultivation.

The last time the abbot and the elder were fighting against the enemy, they were anxious and unable to get involved. This incident was very exciting to everyone.

That feeling of powerlessness that these monks felt the most shameful thing. They would rather die in battle than be a bystander.

So this time, everyone worked very hard and determined to succeed in practicing as soon as possible, and could also do their best for Shaolin's future.

This atmosphere made Huo Yuan really satisfied. After he went back, he first hid the Heavenly Demon Qin in the abbot's courtyard.

The dark pavilion in the abbot's courtyard is an absolutely safe place, and there are already many valuable things in it.

The most important one is the six residual blood demon pictures.

Now Mo Tianxie, Li Yifeng and Li Liuyun still have three left. When will all the blood demon pictures be collected, Huo Yuan can really know Ding Buer's secret.

Now there is a Heavenly Demon Piano, which is also placed inside.

I packed up my things again. This time I went out this time and didn’t think about coming back for a month or two, because without the Golden Eagle, it’s inconvenient to go back and forth, so I must bring everything I should bring.

The first one is the elixir. The elixir originally refined by Wuming has been almost used.

Huo Yuanzhen brought five great return elixirs and kept the remaining C great return elixirs for Shaolin disciples to spare.

Xiao Huandan and Golden Sore Medicine were also a little bit too, these are common medicines.

There are three human skin masks. When it comes to the Western Regions, it is sometimes inconvenient to show up as a Shaolin abbot, you need to borrow these human skin masks.

In addition, I also brought the Longquan sword with me. The Bodhidharma sword technique is also a good martial art. In case of cutting wood and vegetables temporarily, the Longquan sword is more useful than the hatchet and kitchen knives.

Huo Yuan really wanted to bring the lotus platform, but this guy was too bulky and worth giving up helplessly.

Everything was ready, Huo Yuanzhen practiced in the abbot's courtyard all night.

After leaving Shaolin Temple, the thirteen-fold accelerated treatment was gone. Huo Yuan really seized all the time he could use and was practicing every minute.

The next morning, Huo Yuanzhen sent a message to Wuming, telling him that he was about to go to the Western Regions and that he might not be able to come back in a short period of time.

Wuming ordered Huo Yuanzhen to be careful and told Huo Yuanzhen that there must be many masters in the Western Regions, and not to mention that now it is no longer the territory of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, so you should pay more attention to everything when you go there.

Huo Yuanzhen agreed one by one. As far as we know, Li Qinghua is in the Western Regions. If Dongfang Qing is alive, she will also be in the Western Regions. The mysterious old man Tianji is also in the Western Regions□ to Tianshan Mountains. It also belongs to the Western Regions.

Although he has made great progress in his skills in respect of himself, he is definitely not a rampant in the Western Regions.

After saying goodbye to Wuming, Huo Yuanzhen left the abbot's courtyard and notified another light with a voice transmission.

Originally, Yi Deng planned to organize a team of ascetic monks to the Western Regions, but Huo Yuanzhen agreed, but now it seems that he has to set out one step ahead. If Yi Deng succeeds in practicing as soon as possible, he can also take people to the Western Regions, and maybe everyone can meet in the Western Regions.

Yideng did not have the ability to transmit voices like Huo Yuanzhen. After hearing Huo Yuanzhen said that, he knew that the abbot had decided to leave, and he did not come out to send him off, so he continued to practice in Shaolin.

All the things that should be given to me have been told, Huo Yuanzhen told the monks to be careful to guard the door. It is almost the end of April. Huo Yuanzhen told everyone that he would definitely come back before the ninth day of the ninth month.

Because the ninth day of the ninth month is the day of the general election of the martial arts leader, it is related to the system tasks, and Huo Yuan really cannot delay it.

After all the matter was entrusted, Huo Yuanzhen left Shaolin Temple and did not let anyone send him down the mountain quietly.

Ji Wushuang at the foot of the mountain had been waiting at the mountain gate for a while.

Old Man Tianji told him to take Huo Yuanzhen to the Western Regions as soon as possible, but nearly four months have passed, and he is more anxious than anyone else.

Seeing Huo Yuanzhen riding a white horse down the mountain, Ji Wushuang said to him: "Abbot, have everything settled?"

"We've settled, we can set off now."

"That's great. Ji has been waiting for four months at this moment, and it's still time to get rid of everything."

"Amitabha, don't worry, auspicious people will have their own appearance, and everything will be fine. When you find that fate closes the door to you, you don't know that he has secretly opened a window in the corner."

Huo Yuanzhen smiled and said, "I feel very philosophical, and proudly whipped the horse and rushed out first."

The horse that Ji Wushuang is definitely not as good as his white horse. Huo Yuan really has this Lu Xin.

Unexpectedly, before he could be proud for a while, Ji Wushuang's voice came from behind.

"Master, we are going to the Western Regions, why are you doing so fast to the east?"

(To be continued
Chapter completed!