This sermon lasted until midnight. Everyone was intoxicated with the devil's way and was so crazy that those who came to the back had already forgotten about wanting to join the sect of the martial arts hall.

"This sermon has ended so far. Everyone is trying to figure it out, so don't be careless." As soon as Chu Xiang finished speaking, demons danced around the scene. Everyone shouted loudly, not letting Chu Xiang leave and letting him continue to explain the magic method.

Excited, like a ghost before a demon.

Unexpectedly, the situation would evolve to this point, and Chu Xiang was horrified. If someone mishandled the situation and caused a riot on the scene, there would be a person who tried the magic method on the spot.

Just when Chu Xiang was thinking about how to deal with it, suddenly there was a sound of chanting sutras: Namo Ajuye, Polu Jiedi, Shuo Boluoye

The sound of chanting sutras was uniform and uniform, with a gentle rhythm, penetrating into the heart and brain, like sweet rain falling, refreshing people's hearts. The sound was not loud, but it suppressed the chaos of the demons in the scene. After the sutra was recited, the auspicious breeze on the scene was gentle and completely suppressed.

The evil thoughts and turbulent emotions in everyone's hearts were extinguished. Everyone was calm and peaceful, and left the Half-Moon Pavilion in an orderly manner.

When everyone was leaving after the lecture, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted: "The bald donkey who helps the tyrants do evil deserves to die."

When Chu Xiang heard this, he saw a man standing with a knife on the roof in the distance, and a group of ascetic monks sitting cross-legged on the ground, clasping their hands and saying nothing.

"My Buddha is compassionate." An ascetic said with his hands together.

Chu Xiang frowned. This person was speaking out loudly. It was obvious that some people deliberately interfered and rebuked the ascetic monks who were maintaining order on the spot, intending to slander Nanhua Villa as a demon. These people's intentions were debatable, but it was better to speak out.

The ascetic monk responded quickly and put aside the dog shit covering his head with an ordinary "Buddha's Mercy", corrected his position, and at the same time sarcastically criticized the person who had evil intentions.

"Hypocrisy of benevolence and righteousness cannot be tolerated by heaven." The man shouted again.

At this moment, a sword light lit up from the roof of the building next door, and the person who drew the sword said in a gloomy voice: "Conspiracy and treachery, spitting shit with your mouth, die." The word "death" fell, the figure passed through the air, and the sword light shrouded the person yelling at the curse.

A monk.

The sword flashed brightly, and the figures were everywhere. After a few moves, the man who cursed the ascetic monk was killed with a single sword.

After killing the monks who shouted and scolded them, the swordsman bowed his hands in the direction of Chu Xiang, jumped off the roof, and floated away.

Chu Xiang had a headache due to the sudden change. There were too many unexpected things today. What he didn't expect the most was the intervention of the ascetic monks from Nanhua Villa. The young host's methods were still so unexpected.

His hand was like a pen of magic, and even he didn't notice any signs at all.

The man who yelled at the ascetic monk was obviously a puppet of those people. Who was the person who killed that man? Chu Xiang couldn't think of it even after thinking about it. After one month of leaving Wucheng, he had already seen the changes in the situation in Wucheng.

Unclear.

The next day, the video of Chu Xiang explaining the magic way spread throughout the streets and alleys. Countless people watched the video and imitated and learned from it. A trend of becoming possessed by demons formed throughout the country. Bad incidents increased significantly, causing the military government a headache.

Just when everyone was obsessed with the devil and looking for traces of Chu Xiang, Chu Xiang had already left Wucheng. It was not that Chu Xiang was afraid of being attacked again, but that the situation in Wucheng was too chaotic and he did not want to continue to mix in this muddy water.

At the same time, use this free time to improve your own strength.

The snow in the valley has melted, and the green grass and flowers have released the energy accumulated over the winter, decorating the entire valley with vitality.

The dark and bottomless entrance of the cave was still filled with misty cold air, and the stream in front of the cliff was flowing. Nothing had changed. Although the atmosphere in the cave was extremely restrained, this time Chu Xiang clearly felt its presence.

Sitting on the hillock, Chu Xiang was waiting.

Suddenly Chu Xiang's cell phone rang, a number that did not exist in the address book, but Chu Xiang remembered the owner of this number - Song Ming.

"Wait for me for two days." Song Ming's voice became more steady.

"Okay." Chu Xiang didn't ask why.

Chu Xiang was waiting for someone.

At dawn, two figures appeared in the valley. Gongsun Qi and Shi Wuzheng arrived on time.

"This place is a bit weird. There isn't even a single mutated beast." Shi Wuzheng said to Chu Xiang as soon as he arrived.

"With such a powerful aura, it's strange that those little animals dare to come." Gongsun Qi frowned.

"When I first broke through, I came here, but I didn't dare to take action. Now it seems that it is still a bit difficult." Chu Xiang said.

"With the combined efforts of the three of us, we only have a three-point chance at most." Gongsun Qi said seriously.

Chu Xiang nodded and said, "Wait a moment, someone else is coming."

The two sat down and waited for another day. The three of them talked about martial arts and studied moves together. It was not boring at all, and the day passed quickly.

After waiting for two days, when it was almost noon, Song Ming called and said they were almost there.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Xiang said: "The last time someone from the military was injured, he was participating in a military operation. When he came here, he was severely injured by the guys inside and almost died."

"What's inside?" Shi Wuzheng asked.

"A zombie."

"Zombie! Is there really such a thing?" Shi Wuzheng said in shock.

"What's so strange? There are so many strange things in this world." Gongsun Qi said with a smile, not feeling strange at all.

While the three of them were talking, the roar of fighter jets came overhead. A Su-27 passed overhead at low speed, only a few dozen meters away from the top of their heads. The roar of the engine was so deafening that you could almost see the people above.

Suddenly, a black shadow fell from the fighter plane, and a powerful aura appeared in the three people's senses. The three of them looked up and saw that one person fell to the ground like a meteor, thrust into the mountain bag, and inserted into a hole several meters deep.

All three of them were moved.

"Hey, come and pull me out quickly." The person in the cave shouted.

The three of them were shocked and made no move.

"Children these days are really uneducated. When they see an old man fall, they don't come to help him." A strong voice came from the cave, and a strong middle-aged man jumped out and slapped himself hurriedly.

of soil ashes.

Seeing the person who jumped out clearly, Shi Wuzheng's face was filled with joy, he stepped forward, cupped his fists and saluted, "Hello, senior."

Seeing that Shi Wuzheng knew the visitor, Gongsun Qi and Chu Xiang looked at each other and stepped forward to say hello.

"It turns out it's you, such a melon kid." The majestic middle-aged man glanced at Shi Wuzheng and exclaimed, "It's incredible, it's incredible, your future life is to be feared."

Looking at Chu Xiang and Gongsun Qi again, the majestic middle-aged man took two steps back in fright and shouted: "A bunch of perverts."

"Senior is joking." Shi Wuzheng said respectfully, "They are my good friends, Gongsun Qi and Chu Xiang."

"This is senior Zhang Zhenbian, known as Baji Invincible." Shi Wuzheng introduced to Chu Xiang and Gongsun Qi.

"Hello, senior." Chu Xiang and Gongsun Qi saluted the majestic middle-aged man with clasped fists.

"Oh! You are Chu Xiang!" Zhang Zhen, a majestic middle-aged man, turned to look at Chu Xiang with great interest.

"Senior, what advice do you have?" Chu Xiang said, cupping his fists.

"Sure enough, people should not be judged by their appearance." Zhang Zhen said while stroking his stubble.

"There is another guy coming, please take it easy later." Zhang Zhen said, his words seem to be in the clouds and mist, but he meant something.

Chu Xiang thought for a moment and understood that what Zhang Zhen was referring to was probably the enmity between himself and the Tai Chi Sect, and that Tai Chi Sect masters would come later.

"Thank you, senior, for your advice." Chu Xiang said.

"You're a good boy. Let's practice after we're done." Zhang Zhen said.

"I'm very happy." Chu Xiang said gratefully.

Zhang Zhenbian's intention was very obvious, he wanted to protect Chu Xiang.

While the four of them were talking, an engine roared from the south of the valley. A moment later, a convoy came to the top of the mountain.

A man jumped out of the car, bowed and said to Zhang Zhen, "Hello, senior." The person who came was none other than Song Ming.

Following Song and Ming, another person jumped out of the chariot. This person held an ancient compass in his hand, carried an ancient sword with pine patterns on his back, and had a long cloth bag hanging from his waist. His two long eyebrows hung down to both sides, reaching his cheeks. He was dressed up as half a monk and half a monk.

Tao, a little nondescript.

"You guys arrived early, it's rare." The middle-aged man holding a compass in his hand smiled at Zhang Zhen.

"I'm not a lazy guy like you." Zhang Zhen scolded.

The middle-aged man holding the compass in his hand ignored Zhang Zhenbian's scolding, turned to Chu Xiang and said, "This little brother must be Chu Xiang."

"It's me. I wonder what you call me, senior?" Chu Xiang was a little surprised as to why this person came to him directly. Judging from his words, he was someone of the same level as Zhang Zhenbian, but it seemed that he was not the person Zhang Zhenbian was talking about. Chu Xiang

Xiang didn't dare to make any mistakes, so he cupped his fists and saluted.

"My name is Qin Santang. Let's have a chat later." said the middle-aged man holding a compass in his hand.

"It's an honor." Chu Xiang said respectfully. He was a little confused. Zhang Zhenbian said he was protecting him as soon as he came. Maybe it was for Shi Wuzheng's sake, but this strange middle-aged man he didn't know also acted like this when he came, which made him a little confused.

Can't figure it out.

"Shi Wuzheng Gongsun Qi is very good." Qin San looked at the two of them and nodded.

"Senior, you are so complimentary." Shi Wuzheng and Gongsun Qi saluted.

While the few people were talking, Song Ming directed the troops in the convoy to unload all kinds of equipment and prepare for various matters.

Fortunately, when Chu Xiang looked at everyone in the motorcade, he happened to meet the eyes of a woman. Chu Xiang quickly turned his head and pretended that he didn't see him. He had no choice but to call that person Xiaoting.

Cover your ears and steal the bell.

Chu Xiang seemed to hear a woman's voice saying.

In the midst of embarrassment, not wanting to understand why Xiaoting appeared here, Chu Xiang suddenly saw a figure flashing on the hilltop to the east, a figure coming through the wind and snow, his sleeves fluttering, feeling indescribably calm and comfortable for a moment.

In the meantime, we have crossed several hills and come to the front.

The visitor came to the ground and was dusty. He was dressed in gray clothes, had a square face and a broad forehead, and a beard a foot long. He was about forty years old. His smile was like the spring breeze, which made people feel good. But when he saw Chu Xiang
To be continued...