Han Zhong observed for a moment with his own method and said, "It's indeed very abnormal. Although I can't see what's inside, I have a bad premonition in my heart." This is his intuition as a general.

Huang Chao laughed and pointed to the dangerous landscape in front of him and said, "Do you think this batch of poisonous insects is finished by the Monk Bujie to ashes? Although the other party's witchcraft is not very great, it has collected a lot of things over the years, and the road ahead is even more difficult to walk. In addition to this batch of poisonous insects, there are also a series of arrangements such as zombies, ghosts, miasma, and killing formations. The White Lotus Sect has been operating for many years. If you don't have this thing in your hand, I have to suspect that their leaders have all filled their own pockets."

Han Zhong took a breath after hearing this, but Taoist Master Mingyang said so clearly that he must have known the specific situation: he was not worried, was he prepared? He hurriedly asked, and Huang Chaoda smiled meaningfully: "I am here this time to protect you, so that you rookies can practice troops safely."

When Han Zhong thought of the Confucian scholars from the capital and the monks invited from all over the world in the team, he vaguely understood what Huang Chao meant: everyone had experienced life and death together and achieved victory. Such growth and sense of belonging were what the Taishi wanted. The White Lotus Sect happened to be the props of this process.

"I don't know how capable this Taoist Master Mingyang is. Judging from his tone, he is already a Ding White Lotus Sect." Han Zhong himself could not see Huang Chao clearly, and knew that he was far stronger than himself. Confucian scholars were righteous and made it difficult for them to be deceived. Han Zhong could not see the Taoist Master Mingyang clearly, which means that the other party was "two levels" higher than him.

Similarly, the monks who looked at Feng Shui and divination in the team also discovered the bad habits here. A Taoist with a goatee walked to Huang Chao and said, "Mingyang Daoist, do you know if you can see it? After discussing, we thought that there might be a large area of ​​corpse raising ground set up by Taoism. In my opinion, we have to prepare in advance."

"After sending the order, there is a corpse-raising site in front of you. Everyone holds the raw glutinous rice bag in their hands, and distributes the peace talisman into everyone's hands. The logistics of each team will keep the chicken blood bag I asked for before and spray it forward when encountering an unexpected situation."

"How is this arrangement? What else do the Taoist priest thinks? Please tell me together."

"Ha, fellow Taoist Mingyang is really happy, it's great. I'll tell you what everyone thinks. In our opinion, the other party turned this place into a dark and dangerous Feng Shui, and not only cultivated poisons, but also other beast-shaped monsters in addition to zombies. We have to be careful, it's best to cut out a road, clean up weeds, and carve suppression talismans along the way, so as to ensure we have a way out."

Huang Chao grinned and carefully looked at the Taoist who was talking. Although this man was wearing a Taoist robe, he looked uncomfortable. This was not the uniform he used to wearing. People who looked at Feng Shui did the opposite of finding a cemetery for people. Huang Chao said: "Fellow Taoist? Friend, are you fighting with gold? Listening to your model, I thought of entering a big curtain and making arrangements in the tomb passage along the way..."

"Hehe, fellow Taoist, don't say much. I also know that the army has its own rules when it is operating in the mountains and forests. Hehe, this is my own opinion. Brother, I have been washing my hands for many years, hehe." Huang Chao guessed his identity and pretended to be a Taoist, and smiled brightly, revealing a golden tooth. It was a magic weapon that specifically restrained the curse of the cemetery, and it had the same effect as the black dog teeth.

Huang Chao thought "heavyly": It is true that you have to actually fight to know your shortcomings. I have passed on "Haoran Sword Technique" to the Confucian Sect before. This kind of martial arts and magic ability can be used to traverse a normal battlefield, and it can also ensure that you are not harmed by ultra-range evil magic. However, in such complex terrain, there are still some inappropriate points.

Indeed, the Confucian scholar who practiced "Haoran Sword Technique" could destroy the enemy here, but the terrain in the mountains was complex and was mostly arranged by the opponent, so even the natural terrain was changed. The monks in the team did not see it. Huang Chao had seen a long time ago that there were many seemingly normal land in the mountains, but they were actually rotten swamps, with a large number of rotten and broken corpses buried in them. These were not serious zombies, but the cost of refining was much smaller. Huang Chao could think of the other party's routine and waited for his own people to find a way in the swamp, and countless corpses crawled out of the mud pits around...

Those intact corpses were not buried roughly in the ground. Each had their own coffin. Most of them were ordinary zombies, and a small number of them were combined with evil spirits to form corpses with greater power. With zombies feeding, evil spirits were the souls. Huang Chao estimated that the soul and corpses were originally the same, and now they were trained into one, and they also had a cruel self-consciousness. I am afraid this was still the path of immortality that they were happy with.

Generally speaking, people in the evil sect always do this. Because they cannot practice to grow up when they are alive, they focus on their energy after death, practice the corpse into indestructible, and make ghosts become evil spirits. The two are raising them together. Operating their own corpses is to some extent like living. They are really deceiving themselves and taking death has the right to do it. In this process, they have done a lot of conscience, and they have countless karma of cause and effect. They cannot even be reincarnated once they die, and their souls are scattered. And the karma of cause and effect makes them abandoned by the general trend, just like "bad luck", and this thing cannot be successful.

It was not that they were thunder from the sky, but that they were abandoned by fate by chance. For example, this time, they got into Huang Chao, and this was the consequence of being punished by God.

"Fellow Daoist Mingyang, don't move forward, it's full of poison!" The sword monk Bujie shouted.

"Stop." Huang Chao waved his hand and the order rang in everyone's ears. Everyone ordered to ban it. He stopped immediately when he heard what Huang Chao said. Huang Chao shouted: "Monkey Bujie! What is the situation before?"

Without quitting the use of light skills, he came to Huang Chao in a few steps. He frowned and looked at his wine gourd and worried: "Fellow Daoist Mingyang, you should also be able to see that the forest ahead is wrong. I have dealt with people in Miaojiang before. There are a thousand-wire poison formation in front of us. There are five poisons and many subtle and difficult-to-see insects. They are occasionally shining out by the light, like silk threads floating in the air. Once these insects enter the human body, they quickly eat people and reproduce, and the corpse explodes infect the surroundings... It is unimaginable that some people in our army were caught!"

The Taoist priest who touched the gold saw from the mountain that there were zombies in front of him. This was a remote forecast. Huang Chao and the others were still far from the corpse-raising site. However, Monk Bujie walked closer to the qi and found something wrong. Combined with the poisonous insects he killed before, he confirmed this bad guess.

"Fortunately, in order to keep you traditional, I have not left the training of the Six Arts of Gentlemen." Huang Chao turned around and looked at the imperial envoy team on one side. They were his subordinates transferred from the Beijing Academy. He asked easily, "Young men, did you still shoot arrows?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!