People in Chang'an City knew that someone had already raised an army and caused chaos in the Fufeng area when they liquidated the Lin Party.
However, just as the people in Chang'an City could not see the snow outside the pass, the wars in that place seemed to be too far away from Chang'an. No ordinary people in Chang'an City felt that a large-scale war was being staged in this prosperous era.
As for Nanzhao, the distance is even further.
It was not until the Ministry of War established two military camps outside the Golden Light Gate and Kaiyuan Gate, and began to recruit practitioners from various practice areas, as well as some old soldiers with experience in fighting and archers who were proficient in shooting, that the people in Chang'an City felt a little about fighting.
Cultivators above the fourth rank have special officials from the Ministry of War to receive and register. After verifying their identities, they can obtain military status and arrange to accompany the army. They do not need to be evaluated like ordinary archers and old soldiers.
In fact, most practitioners in the city, especially those who come from various places of practice, have certain information in their hands. When many people come to the officials in the registration office, these officials do not even need these people to report themselves, and the names of these people already appear in their minds.
When Lu Letian, wearing ordinary casual clothes, followed some Taoist people and appeared in front of these officials, the officials who instantly recognized him were shocked, "Young Master Lu, do you also want to go to the army to fight?"
Lu Letian nodded calmly, and while handing over the name, he looked slightly toward a place in the city, feeling unspeakable emotion in his heart.
That place was a branch of the Public Heavenly Ceremony. At this time, the Tang Dynasty Taoist 15th, which gathered infinite scenery, was personally distributing talisman water to many patients in Chang'an City. The students from Youzhou were also intensively registering and investigating the family background of these patients and the difficulties they encountered.
In his eyes, his reputation, his methods, and his achievements are like a mountain that is unattainable.
But his friends advised him well. How could people like him be willing to be mediocre in such a prosperous era and lose their fighting spirit?
Perhaps when this person enjoys the gaze of everyone in peace, he will sacrifice his head and blood to bring him into the gap with this person.
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When many practitioners such as Lu Letian registered their military status at the Golden Light Gate, rows of soldiers were unloading their armor, changing into casual clothes, and tidying up their luggage in a city in Liaodong, northeast of Hunhe River.
This city is called Gaimu City, facing the Hun River. The east, west and north sides of the city are all covered with the mountains of the Gauer Mountain. It is extremely steep and has a natural river moat. It is actually the first fortress of the fortress of the front line of Goryeo on the Tang Dynasty.
Behind Gaimu City, there is a small courtyard with black smoke surging all day long.
This small courtyard looks like a Taoist temple, or a workshop, or to a more precise description, it is like a small Taoist temple built in the workshop.
The small Taoist temple is only a few feet square, smaller than many village temples or land temples in the Tang Dynasty. There is only one god platform in the Taoist temple. The black god sitting upright on the god platform does not look like a Taoist, but rather a very burly general.
In front of the divine platform, there is a gully about nine feet long and two feet wide.
This gully is covered with strange talisman lines, and strands of black energy flow out along the talisman lines and gather at the top of the hall.
When the black energy on the roof of the hall accumulates to a certain level, the roof tiles will fluctuate slightly, and black smoke will rush out suddenly.
The black smoke rose several feet in the air, but was pulled by invisible force and fell into several gourd-shaped furnaces in the workshops on both sides.
A Taoist in a blue Taoist robe walked into the courtyard.
The Taoist robe on him was the kind of Korean-style Taoist robe that Gu Liubai had seen in the spiritual realm before. However, this man was not the old Taoist who had an old face that Gu Liubai saw, but a man in his thirties with a jade-like face.
He walked around the small hall and walked to the backyard.
There are only two cottages in the backyard, one is a bedroom and the other is a tea room.
In the tea room, a man in black cloth was drinking tea.
The man looked over fifty years old and extremely thin. The flesh and blood on his face seemed to be sucked without moisture by his bones. He was extremely dry and attached to the bones. Not only was his cheekbones particularly tall, but every edge of the bones on his face looked extremely clear.
What is even more heart-wrenching is that under his skin and in the flesh and blood, a dark red luster is always flowing, making people feel that his skin seems to be dissolved by this dark red luster at any time.
The Taoist in the green robe saluted the man. Before he saluted, his face was still very calm, and there was not much emotional fluctuation in his eyes, but just in a breath, while he spoke, an angry little fire was already ignited in his eyes, "Mr. Hu, my master asked me to tell you that we have no time to waste."
The man who was drinking tea smiled calmly, and the crimson blood rippled in his skin like a tide. "Don't worry, come, have a little tea first."
The blue-robed Taoist face suddenly became ferocious. He looked at the man drinking tea and threatened nakedly, "Mr. Hu, if you really can't refine the things you made in Haikou, then I will kill you today and carry your head back to hand in the service."
The man who was drinking tea looked at the Taoist in the green robe, but smiled even brighter, "What makes you think you can kill me?"
The Taoist in the green robe subconsciously thought that someone who just took some elixirs to change his physique was not even considered a practitioner, but a strange feeling surged in his body.
He felt that his body suddenly became heavier, and his true energy could not flow according to his heart, but instead fell towards his legs like heavy mercury.
He lowered his head in horror. Even with the cover of the Taoist robe, he could still easily see that his legs began to swell.
He suppressed the shock and saw that there seemed to be tiny crystal sand floating on the ground, forming black talisman lines.
"You've made it?" The next moment, he screamed, with ecstasy in his voice.
However, the man who was drinking tea shook his head.
The Taoist in the green robe suddenly sensed the threat of death. He let out a beast-like roar in his throat. His feet exerted force, and without the help of the power of the true energy, he pulled up his body and knocked it backwards.
However, at this moment, two Taoist talismans fell from the door of the tea room, falling behind him.
The crimson talisman line jumped out of the yellow talisman paper like a living thing, cutting into his back like a sharp blade, and the powerful force instantly twisted the heart veins of the green-robed Taoist into a paste.
The Taoist in the green robe knelt down dejectedly, with blood gushing out of his mouth. However, his vitality was strong, and the divine light in his eyes was still not dissipated.
He sensed something and turned around and looked.
A lot of black air rose from the roof of the hall, forming the head of a giant beast.
At the same time, the surface of the earthen wall of this small courtyard was torn apart by strange forces, and the soil collapsed one after another, revealing the white bones inside.
At the last moment of his life, the Taoist in the green robe saw clearly that the walls of this small courtyard were all made of human skulls.
Swish!
A strange hissing sounded in the air. The Taoist in the green robe was dead. He could not see that his vitality and all his mental power were instantly swallowed by the black aura in the Taoist palace, and then fell into the furnace in the workshop.
The tea-drinking man looked at the dead Taoist in the green robe indifferently and said with a slight mockery, "I said I would tell you not to worry about it. I would like to drink a sip of tea first, which means I would like to tell you not to worry about going on the road. I said that it was not refined, but I still sent you the medicine guide sent by your master."
The soil on the courtyard wall had all peeled off, revealing countless bones, but the soil on the soil platform under the courtyard began to peel off as he stood up.
The soil platform below the courtyard is ten miles long and about five meters high. There is still room for the front and back of the courtyard to be built at the narrowest point at the top.
At this time, the soil kept collapsing and white bones were exposed inside.
This is actually a Jingguan made of bones!
The moment these white bones were exposed to the sun, countless bound vital energy instantly let out sharp roars, and countless airflows visible to the naked eye drilled out of the white bones like countless ghosts, all flowing towards the direction of Luoyang. However, in the next moment, these airflows were suppressed again, and black talisman lines continued to appear on the surface of the white bones.
The man in black who was drinking tea walked to the dead Taoist in the green robe. He said softly with a slight mockery, "Why do you practitioners who practice the true qi Taoism and supernatural powers think that you are the masters of the world of the practitioners? Use your method of judging cultivation to judge the practitioners who practice the great way of external alchemy and talismans. Who will die if you don't die?"
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Almost at the same time, two figures appeared in front of Gu Liubai's mother's grave on the always lonely hillside outside the pass.
A tall man wearing a black hat and a black cloak, with no sign of his appearance, but his whole body felt like iron casting came first. He walked from the mountain road in the distance, but it seemed that he had reached not far in front of the grave in just a few shaking.
He had just stood on the grave when an old man in an old fur coat appeared above the hillside and walked down slowly.
The old man had been helping Gu Liubai roast lamb in Chunfeng Building to make other foods.
Gu Liubai called him Uncle Gui.
The tall man with a black hat bowed his back slightly as he was a little alert and said actively, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just here to see if she is really dead. After all, I can easily sense whether a person like her is her corpse."
The old man nodded and said, "I'm sure she's really dead, and then what about Tie Liuzhen?"
The man with a black hat and body as iron as iron was silent for a moment and said, "Then I will enter the pass."
The old man saluted the grave, then looked at him and said, "Do you think there is a slight chance of winning?"
The man said, "It's always easier to destroy."
The old man said: "It's easy for you to die in a foreign land like this."
The man's aura suddenly changed, and a terrifying force twisted the air around him into various crystal shapes. He gave people the feeling that he could break half of the mountain at any time.
He looked at the old man and said seriously, "I know you may be able to fight with me to lose both sides, but I have a secret method. Even if I kill you, I can live at least ten years."
The old man shook his head and said, "As long as you don't make trouble here, no one will stop you from leaving, but if you do anything extraordinary here, you will never live tomorrow. No matter whether you are for yourself or for the sake of the big food, you have gone to Tangjing, in my opinion, it is still easy for you to die in a foreign land."
Chapter completed!