The city gate suddenly opened and turned into a thick fog. The thick fog condensed into soldiers with swords and armor-piercing, and they rushed towards Yi Yan.

Yi Yan was instantly submerged.

He was like a snowman who was caught in the storm waves.

He was ups and downs.

He struggled and melted.

He gasped hard, but what he inhaled was the cold killing aura, only endless cold and hostility. The breath in his chest was like inhaling countless swords.

What he saw in his eyes was a person, male, female, old, young, soldier, and official. There was only one meaning in their eyes, which was to kill Yi Yan. Yi Yan dared not relax at all the sword in his hand, and he assassinated with one sword no matter what kind of person he came.

He felt his physical consciousness being stripped away layer by layer, and he felt that he was getting thinner and thinner.

After entering the city, it was like stepping into a sandstorm. Everyone who rushed towards him was a grain of sand and gravel, grinding his body and soul.

Yi Yan felt that he had become a wandering soul that would be blown away by the wind at any time.

He persisted hard.

On the top of Bauhinia Mountain, dark clouds surged down, covering the entire top of Bauhinia Mountain.

One day later, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated. Yi Yan's figure appeared there, and the platform had already rotted, as if hundreds of years had passed. A gust of wind blew, and the wood chips on the platform were flying. The green trees around had died, and the stones and soil on the ground seemed to have been eroded by wind and rain for many years, turning into sand.

Yi Yan's clothes were also worn out. Zhang Caiwei next to him walked up to Yi Yan, frowned and looked up and down.

She stretched out her fingers and tapped Yi Yan's chest. Yi Yan's clothes dissipated like ashes when they were touched. He immediately appeared in front of Zhang Caiwei's whole body.

Zhang Caiwei was stunned. She lowered her head and stared blankly. Finally, her face slowly crawled on her white face. She quickly looked up and saw that Yi Yan still had not woken up. Then, her face turned redder and she squatted down.

Yi Yan felt that he had been silent for a hundred years and was sleeping peacefully. When he woke up, he felt that his consciousness was extremely light and could go far away with the wind. He felt that his consciousness was as thin as willow catkins, and could go to extreme distances with the wind before dissipating.

His eyes were not opened, but he clearly saw himself and everything around him. Then, he asked, "Do you have clothes there?"

At this time, Zhang Caiwei was naturally not squatting. She sat in the distance without looking back. With a wave of her hand, a piece of clothing floated in the wind. It was caught by Yi Yan and put on her body. It was a Taoist robe, a little small, but it could be worn.

He didn't seem to feel that there was something wrong with Zhang Caiwei's naked side. He said, "How are they all? Did Mr. Yilong save him?"

Of course, he just looked very calm, but his heart was pounding. Even if he had survived a disaster in the world, he would still feel embarrassed.

Zhang Caiwei still didn't look back. She sat on the edge of the mountain and said, "Although we haven't come out yet, there will definitely be nothing wrong. I think we'd better leave here as soon as possible."

Yi Yan raised his head slightly, as if he was smelling the smell in the air. He said, "Then let's go, I also felt a little danger."

Yi Yan and Zhang Caiwei left Zijing Mountain together. When they left, Yi Yan found that there were many fewer people in the mountains, but the aura of faith that people exuded became stronger and stronger, and some of them even had a breath like fire.

Zhang Caiwei said that they were fanatical believers. They would not take long to obtain divine art, and inscriptions would automatically appear on their bodies, and they would obtain the inscriptions of the God-worshiping God-worshiping inscriptions.

When he left, Yi Yan also obtained a lot of information from Zijing Mountain.

When he and Zhang Caiwei came to an intersection more than ten miles away from Zijing Mountain, Zhang Caiwei stopped and said, "I also want to build a Taoist palace on the border of heaven and earth." She paused, and then said, "You'd better not have too deep connection with the worship of God, otherwise, there will be big trouble in the future."

Yi Yan asked what the trouble would be. Although he could imagine it himself, he still wanted to hear from Zhang Caiwei whether there was a clear and specific statement.

Zhang Caiwei said: "Every time the world is in chaos, it is the most serious time for the human world. At this time, the old dragon hangs in the evening and the new dragon takes off. This is not only a great opportunity for practitioners, but also a great disaster. What's more, the Kingdom of God will appear now. Outside the Qing Dynasty, the wind of breaking the Dharma whistling is a change that has not been seen in millions of years. No matter what you do, you must be cautious and cautious."

Yi Yan understood what she meant.

Zhang Caiwei jumped onto the back of the green donkey, and the green donkey's four hooves flipped. In a blink of an eye, it had gone away and disappeared into Yi Yan's eyes.

Seeing Zhang Caiwei heading towards the boundary of the world, he felt a sense of loss in his heart. He felt that Zhang Caiwei seemed to have changed a little. After thinking for a while, he gained nothing. After standing for a while, he left.

The overnight demise of the Mu family in Yunnan made the entire south of the Qing Dynasty quiet in an instant.

Of course, ordinary people cannot feel these things, but practitioners keenly feel that the pressure from the Qing Dynasty in Yunnan Province became much heavier overnight. Before, all practitioners could smell the turmoil and chaos in the air as long as they entered Yunnan Province. The majesty of the Qing Dynasty was just one of many chaotic breaths.

Now, in Yunnan Province, the majesty of the Qing Dynasty has become a trend to re-dominate. This situation only occurred when Emperor Kangxi pacified the Sanfan. Even when Emperor Qianlong took charge of the world, the Qing Dynasty had entered the pass to rule the world for many years, but it was still impossible to let the will of the Qing Dynasty occupy every corner.

But that powerful atmosphere was just a flash in the pan. Since the beginning of this year, drizzle was floating above Yunnan, and the hazy weather made people feel a little restless.

The black air was sometimes entangled above the Governor's Mansion. Even if there was a red light like a sword rushing to the night, it could not disperse the black air.

Black gas is responsible for death and illness.

If the Lord has a disease in his heart, it will definitely affect the energy of the house. If the Governor's Mansion is not peaceful, it will affect the changes in the breath of the entire Yunnan Province. The Qing Dynasty dragon energy, which was originally expected to become stronger in Yunnan, has become weak again.

If someone with a good looking qi comes here in the room where the governor's wife is, he can see the rich black death aura, and a strange insect can be seen vaguely turning in the black air.

The wife of the governor, who was originally kind and virtuous and as wet as jade, was already as haggard as her face was covered with death. Her eyes, which seemed to know nothing but know everything, had become turbid.

Over the past few days, Governor Lin Zexu invited famous doctors and invited the head of the Danding Sect to come here, but he still could not drive away the poison on the governor's wife. He also invited the Supreme Elder of the Holy Talisman Sect, who has always been famous for his talisman doctors, to come. He drank the three talisman holy water, but could not drive away the poison.

It's not without effect. If it weren't for those things that hanged their lives, the governor's wife would have been a pool of black blood.

This poison shocked those who came to treat them. For them, things that they could not treat were also a great threat to them.

If you meet me, I am afraid I will be doomed again.

For practitioners, as long as they do not die at that time, there are many ways to survive.

"The poison in the wife's body is quite similar to the poison of the Blood-Cultivation Divine Sword that is passed down."

This is what a friend of Lin Zexu came from a distance and said after seeing the wife of the governor Zheng Shuqing.

The Blood-Changing Divine Sword is famous. This sword is extremely magical. It appears in the small world and moves with your heart. It kills the enemy in a thought. Both the soul and the body can be cut together. The poison on the sword can even taint the body of the soul. Just break the flesh and blood, and it is hopeless. Even the two true lords who practice Taoist charity and accusations of the Taoist sect were injured by the Blood-Changing Divine Sword. Later, they used the art of change to deceive the drug to remove the poison.

In the end, everyone agreed that only by finding Zhao Yu can the poison be cured.

Lin Zexu has never stopped looking for Zhao Yu, so when Yi Yan was in the Governor's Mansion, Miss Lin asked Yi Yan if Zhao Yu had contacted him.

It was already June when Yi Yan returned to Kunming.

When he returned to the Governor's Mansion, he found the death evil in the mansion. But no one paid attention to him. Everyone in the mansion seemed to be worried. When he came back, he lived directly back to the small house in Baipi Courtyard, and could see the house where his wife lived.

At night, the lights lit up in the hut where Yi Yan lived.

His naked eyes were already blind, and the soul-catching demon eyes of the ancestor of the Mu family were sealed, and they have not yet been refined to 10%. Fortunately, he now has the eyes of insight, and is not afraid of the changes in light. In the darkness and under the strong light, his eyes can still see clearly with his insight and can see through the wall, but he is not very clear when looking at the people behind the wall.

Yi Yan flipped his clothes under the lamp, and a thick layer of gray had already accumulated on the table.

There was a bell in the clothes, and there were two small puppets like in shadow puppets. Each little puppet was holding a pair of knives in his hand, and the blade was wavy blue. This pair of little puppets came from Mu Chuan in the sea of ​​fire outside Wuling Town, and each puppet was sealed with a fire ghost.
Chapter completed!