Taipan raised his head and looked at the blood-red ominous light spreading from the extreme north.

Between the bloody ominousness, there are thunder, wind and rain, and negligence arise.

Soon, the wind and rain spread from the extreme north to the imperial capital Chang'an.

Taipan stretched out his hand, and when the rain flower dried up in his palm, Taipan's palm had turned into a bright red color.

This is, blood rain.

The infinite sadness lingers around Taipan, almost completely swallowing Taipan's reason.

In a trance, the thunder that exploded in the sky seemed to turn into a crying sound, which made people feel upset and could not calm down if they wanted to practice.

Taipan knew that in this world, the death of each Hedao half-immortal will have different visions. On the history books of practitioners, there are many visions of the fall of Hedao half-immortals, but there have never been any visions. It will last for several days, and the heaven and earth cry, and blood rain sprinkles...

"How many corpses of Hedao Banxian were buried in front of Wanling Mountain?" Tai Pan felt endless sorrow in his heart.

"It's time to leave!" Taipan lowered his eyes.

"Junior brother."

"Senior Brother!" Behind Tai Pan, Hu Weiyi walked out of a shadow.

"Notify everyone and leave Chang'an City immediately."

"The war in Wanling Mountain has ended. At this time, the eyes of the Tianshi Mansion will fall on us again." Taipan raised his head and looked at the bloody color above the sky.

"Where we leave this Chang'an City, where should we go?" Hu Weiyi's expression was rarely filled with anxiety.

It has been four days or four days since the Wuhui Valley’s transformation. The demon spirits who escaped from Wuhui Valley have divided into dozens of groups with a few divine realm monsters as the core and fled to various parts of the empire.

After that, Hu Weiyi and Taipan also gathered up some of the little demons. During this process, Taipan had been hiding in the dark. Hu Weiyi, as the nominal leader of the little demons, led these little demons to hide in Chang'an City.

Now, for these little demons in this empire, the safest place may be the only place in Chang'an City. Under the laws of Chang'an City, practitioners find it difficult to unfold their spiritual consciousness. If they want to find out the whereabouts of those little demons, they can only rely on the power of mortals. In this Chang'an City, how many people are at the feet of the Han emperor who dare to dispatch the power of those mortals?

However, with the end of the war in Wanling Mountain, Chang'an City is no longer safe.

The Battle of Wanling Mountain has ended. No matter what the outcome of that battle is, the Tianshi Mansion that has been freed up will inevitably turn its gaze back to this empire in order to eliminate all the demon spirits in this empire.

In this case, it is still stranded in Chang'an City, just like fish and meat staying on the chopping board.

"What a pity, I thought I could rest in this Chang'an City for more time."

"Oh!" Taipan sighed long.

"But brother, this Chang'an City is not safe, so where should we go next?" Hu Weiyi's voice was also extremely dull.

"Two places, either, are the barbarian mountains and deserted seas."

"Or it is along the Yellow River."

"In the Manshan and the Desert Sea Realm, there are countless barbarians. Although they are all enemies step by step, it is true that no matter how powerful the Tianshi Mansion is, it is impossible to make a big move and enter the Manshan and the Desert Sea Realm."

"However, although the Manshan and the Desert Sea Realm can be avoided for a while, it is not a place to stay for a long time. After staying for a long time, even if the people from the Tianshi Mansion don't take action, everyone is afraid that they will lose the will to survive." Taipan shook his head.

The Manshan and the Desert Sea Realm is a dying world, which can be possible at any time. It falls from the floating world and falls into the endless Guixu. In this dying world, even the heaven and earth are filled with decay. If this dying energy enters the body for a long time, the decayed energy will enter the body, and the practitioner will not be far from death.

If it weren't for this, with the rare treasures such as meat produced in the Manshan and the Desolate Sea Realm, the Manshan and the Desolate Sea Realm had long become the private land of the nine major sects. How could it be opened to these casual cultivators?

"What does senior brother mean?"

"Go along the Yellow River."

"On the bank of the Yellow River, the imperial army and the seven kings confront each other."

"Before the army fights, there must be many practitioners fighting each other because of drawing maps, transporting food and grass, etc."

"So, at this time, no matter whether it is the empire or the seven kings, we will not refuse to join us." Taipan lowered his eyes.

"Even if they know that we are demon spirits, there will be no difference in the result."

Because the Tao and Dharma show saints, and at the same time there are gods, dynasty laws and practitioners mutually restricting each other, this war pattern in the world is very wonderful.

Generally speaking, those ordinary mortal armies are used to attack and pull out villages on the front battlefield, and to set the final say, etc., while practitioners are mostly used as auxiliary to war, responsible for transporting food and grass, drawing maps, and even infiltrating, assassination and protection tasks.

In this war, practitioners are the best scouts!

Therefore, in the war, no matter which side, the practitioners who come to serve will treat each other with courtesy. Similarly, these practitioners who come to serve will be protected by a large army and will never appear. Any general who is forced to hand over the practitioners who come to serve the practitioners who come to serve will be forced to do so.

However, once you join the army, it means that in this war, practitioners must do their best to win and lose the war and ‘become the lower’.

"Are you on the bank of the Yellow River?"

"Okay!" Hu Weiyi narrowed his eyes and showed a little dangerous cold light. "Only the feeling of passing by the edge of life and death can make those same tribes not think randomly!"

After passing Wuhui Valley, no matter how big the spirits who escaped were, they were inevitably worried at this moment. However, neither Taipan nor Hu Weiyi were able to comfort people. In the past few days, they could only watch this situation and be anxious.

"Junior brother, you have been a little closer to the family in the west of the city during these days." After saying that the little demons who were gathered together, Tai Pan's remarks also changed and fell on Hu Weiyi.

After entering Chang'an City, Taipan and Hu Weiyi also scattered and acted separately. Taipan was able to perfectly hide his identity and sneaked into Xu Qiudao's circle, while Hu Weiyi was inexplicably connected with a family named Yang in the west of Chang'an City.

During these days, Hu Weiyi often went to the family of the Yang family and did some rough work such as doing odd jobs.

"You and that family have a great relationship."

"But, there's something different about shemale."

"You should have enough experience this trip to Wuhui Valley." Taipan's words were full of warning.

"Senior brother, I have a sense of responsibility." Hu Weiyi's words became more and more dull.

His origin with the family named Yang can be traced back to before he became a demon spirit - Hu Weiyi was just an ordinary tiger. The reason why he started his wisdom was because when he was still a young tiger, he was brought into the palace by the princess of the Nanmu Kingdom, and then he met the scholar who fell in love with the princess, Gongye's lineage.

It was precisely because of his communication with the scholar that Hu Weiyi opened up his wisdom bit by bit, and then after the princess died, Hu Weiyi woke up in one go.

To put it bluntly, if there were no princesses and scholars from Gongye’s lineage, there would be no Hu Weiyi today.

Hu Weiyi had already used blood to repay the princess' kindness, but Hu Weiyi, who was from Gongye's lineage, had not found any chance to repay the favor.

Although the scholar was from Gongye, he was not a practitioner. Therefore, the scholar was naturally like ordinary people, with birth, old age, sickness and death. The family named Yang that Hu Weiyi met in the west of the city had some blood connection with the scholar from Gongye.

That's why Hu Weiyi has been staying in that family for many days, helping that family and doing some chores.

"Junior brother, you can figure it out that your identity cannot be hidden from others."

"Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about those tribesmen and those family."

"Do you think, with the style of the Tianshi Mansion, if you know your connection with that family, how would you deal with that family?"

"You are not paying your kindness, but harming others and yourself." Seeing that Hu Weiyi was still a little reluctant, Tai Pan's words became cold and harsh. Although Tai Pan did not have much disgust towards the human race, he definitely had no good feelings. He could say that he had clearly experienced the warmth and coldness of human feelings during the decades of dreams, and naturally he knew what kind of temperaments those humans were.

"Senior brother, I will handle this matter well." After a moment, Hu Weiyi shook his head.

...

"Fellow Daoist Yun." At noon, Hu Weiyi had already arranged the forty little demons to disperse the Chang'an City. At this time, Taipan also stepped out of the gate of Chang'an City. At the gate of Chang'an City, Xu Qiudao's figure was unexpectedly waiting here.

"Brother Xu Dao." Taipan greeted Xu Qiudao.

"Where is Fellow Daoist Yun going?" Xu Qiudao's face looked like a smile.

"Where is going? Of course I'm going to fight for my life." Taipan smiled bitterly on his face, walked to a willow tree with Xu Qiudao and stopped.

"I originally thought that being able to become a soul in one step is already extraordinary and unparalleled. I have a sense of arrogance when I act on my daily life."

"But after walking in Wuhui Valley, I realized that although I had achieved the soul, I still couldn't count anything between the world!"

"Which one of those big monsters who broke into Wuhui Valley is not stronger than me?"

"But which of these great monsters came out of Wuhui Valley alive?"

"Brother Xu, please mention me. When I headed towards the thunder and fire pillar, I suddenly realized that even though I were both souls, how could the difference between me, a casual cultivator like me, and a great disciple like Brother Xu, be erased by the achievement of souls?"

"As we as casual cultivators like us, we have to fight for the lives of the precious materials for sacrificing magic weapons or the secret techniques used for practice."

"But brother Dao, these things have long been planned by the elders of the masters, and then entrusted them to you in the name of experience."

"If you don't take the opportunity to take the lead and earn more capital on the road to the soul, I am afraid that after others achieve the soul one after another, I will no longer have the qualifications to walk behind Brother Dao." When he said this, the bitterness in Tai Pan's heart was beyond words.

"Brother Xu Dao, what he said that day, every word and sentence of Yunxing Zhou, comes from the sincerity."

"The road to cultivation is difficult, and I don't want my younger generation to be as difficult as this!" At this point, Tai Pan's expression was revived, and the bitterness he had left was seven or eight minutes.

"Okay, this is the fellow Taoist Yun I know!" Xu Qiudao stroked his palm vigorously, "I don't know, where is Fellow Yun going?"

"Of course it's the Yellow River!"

"Now, there are army straits on both sides of the Yellow River, and countless practitioners are coming and going, fighting and killing each other."

"It is this kind of place that has the place where we are a casual cultivator!"

"Since that's the case, then please let Fellow Daoist Yun take the lead."

"I can't say that in a few days, you and I will meet on the bank of the Yellow River." As if Tai Pan's words were aroused, Xu Qiudao's face also had a look of worry.

"Why, is the situation already so sinister?"

"Even a future Taoist lord like Brother Xu, you, will come to the killing scene and walk on it?" Tai Pan's face was just right, and he showed an extremely horrified look.

"I won't say it anymore." Xu Qiudao also shook his head, "This time, there is something else to come, besides seeing off fellow Daoist Yun."

Xu Qiudao stretched out his hand towards Tai Pan, and a jade talisman shone brightly on his palm.

"The nine poems have been established for a long time, and this token has finally been made."
To be continued...