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The annoying cicadas chirped on the shaking branches next to the road.

"The mana is messy... and a little uncomfortable."

Lu Liangsheng shook his head, feeling the heavy inside, as if his head would fall off the next moment.

"Just get down first, stand on the ground, and suck the air in the ground much better."

As the sound of the urn sounded, Zhu Gangli helped him down and looked at the blue sky.

"Do you feel that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has become a little manic in an instant?"

Hearing the pig demon’s words, Lu Liangsheng suddenly looked up and looked at the black man in front of him, “Can you feel it?”

"It's not just him who feels it, but I also feel it." The Taoist took out a calming talisman, said this, and swayed it in front of him with a slight sway. He replaced the one on Lu Liangsheng's chest, and then continued:

"When you were unconscious, we felt it, as if someone had pressed his shoulders, but it was only a short while, and then we didn't feel it anymore."

Lu Liangsheng nodded, walked to a tree in front, sat cross-legged and adjusted his magic power in his body. After a while, he felt much more comfortable.

Open his eyes, looked at the concerned gazes around him, shook his robe, supported Qi You's stretched out hand, and got up from the ground.

"I felt like I was hit on the back of my head with a hammer. I was drowsy, like a hand poking down from the sky and stretching into my body..."

Speaking of this, Lu Liangsheng frowned and recalled the previous scene carefully.

"That thing seems to be able to influence people's emotions. When I was unconscious, I felt like I was tearing everything in front of me into pieces."

"Can influence people's emotions..."

The toad Taoist stood on the bookshelf, carrying the webbeds, murmured and raised the toad face to look at the white clouds in the sky, narrowed the toad eyes as big as beans, and her open robe gently caressed in the wind.

There are either people who are practicing Taoism or thousands of years old demons around, and it is hard to hear it. Lu Liangsheng looked at his short body on the bookshelf.

"Master, do you know something?"

Over there, the Toad Taoist was carrying the webbing and staring at the sky for a while. The frog webbing put her chin and rubbed her, shook her head thoughtfully.

"I don't know if I'm a teacher, but..."

With the word "but", there is a turning point. In addition to pulling up a wild chrysanthemum from the ground and smelling it, Lu Liangsheng, Lao Sun, and Zhu Gangli, his expression became serious, and his body leaned forward slightly. He listened carefully to the following words, for fear of a word falling.

The toad hugged his arms, with the half-open toad eyes retracted from the sky, walked back and forth on the donkey's back for a few steps, and glanced at him.

"...But I will know as long as I have eaten it, and um... I can lick it."

All around, including Lu Liangsheng, staggered and almost fell.

Well.....

Lu Liangsheng almost couldn't help but reach out and grabbed it, pinched it hard to calm down. Now he should hurry back to Chang'an and arrange the magic circle he had planned before so that he could feel a little more at ease.

......If this great disaster can really influence the temperament, it would be fine for those who practice Taoism to cultivate themselves and cultivate their nature on a daily basis. Even if they are influenced by them for a while, they can quickly restrain themselves. But if ordinary people and soldiers in the army are affected, the problem will be very serious.

"I'm afraid that people who are killed everywhere will start to cause chaos in the army everywhere, and the war will be rekindled in the nine provinces. Once these happen, one after another will be a major epidemic and famine... A good world will really become a purgatory."

Fortunately, it was not far from Chang'an at this time. Lu Liangsheng's cultivation level was stable for the time being. He led Lao Sun and others to return to the Furong Pond in the city at a very fast speed.

In Wanshou Temple, Li Sui'an, who was practicing swords in the square, looked up at the sky in confusion, and saw his master sitting horizontally at the old donkey coming up from the mountain gate.

"Master! Master!"

He called him respectfully, and the old donkey stopped over there, Lu Liangsheng casually pointed at him, walked straight into the attic, and returned to the room.

The window frame was pushed open, and Lu Liangsheng looked at the red light falling from the sky, took the brush on the inkstone, and fell green ink on a spread piece of rice paper.

The pen tip outlines, the clouds wander, and the sun covers the clouds, and above the empty sky, a long tail-dragged light is formed under the embellishment.

After a moment, Lu Liangsheng blew the ink on the paper, put the paper aside and hung it. After taking another piece, he put the ink on the pen and ink. This time, it was not painting, but lines of words. The content was mostly what we had to do next, and listed them one by one.

This was also the habit he had fallen into when he was studying hard and listed what he wanted to do to avoid neglecting and forgetting.

...... First take this painting to the head of Chengyun Sect, and write a letter to let him know my previous experience, to see if there were any records in Chengyun Sect, and to see if the magic circle set up by Tuoer that day could really resist the disaster.

......No matter what, if all the creatures in these Jiuzhou really involve, those who practice Taoism in the world should do their part.

Next, Mount Li... Weishui... Chang'an's magic circle...

And... inform the emperor of this matter and let him mobilize the people to see if he can do something.

.........

A long paper lists more than ten things to do and what to do later. After checking it, Lu Liangsheng called Lao Sun, who was waiting outside the door, and handed him the painting and a written letter.

"It must be delivered to the head of Chengyun Sect, please."

"This road will definitely do it, but you will have to come back from the palace and take a few jars of tribute wine."

The Taoist was still smiling and had a mustache, jumping down from the open window frame. Before he could stand on the ground, he went into the ground directly. The white rock floor tiles were undulating and extended to the outside of the mountain gate.

"Fellow Daoist Lu, what are I, old pig?" Zhu Gangli raked through the air in his hand, and suddenly hit the floor, patting his thick chest.

"I'm different from before. Just tell me, even if you want a dragon flying from the sky, I will catch you one."

In front of the window frame, Toad Taoist stood in a corner of the desk with webbed hair. Looking at the disciple who turned around, Lu Liangsheng didn't say anything. He looked at the plan he had listed and was silent for a while.

The sound is clear.

"......There is also Wujiang Mountain in the northwest. Master Fajing is there for some reason. He is always worried. After all, what the Master Wuyuan wants to do is unknown. He is afraid that Fajing will be impatient and will be captured by the other party just like his master."

As he said that, Lu Liangsheng raised his hand to the pig demon: "Old pig, please come on. You are more familiar with the other side and know some monsters from the northwest..."

Before the scholar could finish his words, Zhu Gangli excitedly carried the rake and left, "You just wait here." His body jumped, and black smoke rose up in the air around him, and a black wind suddenly surged into the sky. Outside the city, divine light rushed out of the temple, and a judge yelled: "Who is the demon..."

I was frightened by the black wind that rushed over, and my soul was turbulent.

"This monster...is so arrogant now?"

Soon, he went back to the City God Temple to report his life. City God Ji Xin knew the origin of the demon and drove Yin Feng to Wanshou Temple. However, at this time, no eight great men stopped him, so he entered the building smoothly. Seeing Lu Liangsheng frowning, staring at the paper on the table and thinking, smiling and bowing.

"What is the national teacher doing?"

"So it's Lord Chenghuang, please sit down."

The sun was shining outside the window. In the voice of cicadas, the Toad Taoist lay on the windowsill tiredly, yawned, looked at the two sitting opposite each other, and closed the toad eyes.
Chapter completed!