Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 412 Chiyangzi's Hometown
The village is small in size, located on the mountainside, surrounded by lush vegetation and scattered houses.

"What is this place?" Gu Xu asked Qi Ling.

"I'm incomplete now, and I'm not really omnipotent," Qi Ling shrugged, with an irresponsible look, "You ask me, who should I ask?

"But no matter what, it's definitely not our original time and space."

Gu Xu stopped talking to him, and with a thought, he threw the "Astrolabe" into the "Xianyunju" again, intending to detain the little bastard for a few more days.

Then he walked vigilantly towards the village.

A thick stack of talisman seals appeared in his palm out of thin air—if something happened, he would be able to respond in time.

On the side of the road paved with gravel and gravel, stood a group of poorly dressed villagers.

There are gray-haired old men, thin children, and women with sad faces.

Only there are no mature men.

These people were all haggard and haggard, looking lifeless, like reeds withered in the cold winter.

Seeing Gu Xu suddenly appear in the middle of the road out of thin air, the villagers first looked at each other in blank dismay, and then someone shouted: "The Immortal of the Medicine King Sect is here again!"

Medicine king sect?
Hearing this word, Gu Xu frowned slightly.

According to the records in the books he has read, "Yaowangzong" is a sect located in the remote southwest area of ​​the Daqi Dynasty. Aristocratic families supply cultivation resources.

It was just decades ago that the "King of Medicine Sect" disappeared without warning for some unknown reason, and completely disappeared in the long river of history.

I didn't expect to come to this place in person through "Return to the Market" today.

Immediately afterwards, led by a woman carrying a baby, the villagers knelt down in front of Gu Xu one by one.

They pleaded in hoarse voices, all the men in the family had been taken away, and they really couldn't spare any more people to serve in the sect.

Go to the sect to do labor?
Gu Xu frowned even tighter.

He gently raised his hand and used the strength of his true energy to help these old, young, sick and disabled villagers up from the ground.

"I'm not from the Medicine King Sect, I'm just a practitioner who happened to pass by here," he said to them kindly, "Can you tell me, what year is this year? What village is this? Why do you want to use medicine?" Is Wang Zong doing hard labor?"

Seeing the surprised expressions of the villagers on these questions he raised, he improvised an excuse and explained: "I have been in seclusion in the cave for many years, and I haven't asked about world affairs for a long time. Now I come out to relax, and I hope you can follow me." Tell me about the situation here."

The villagers were silent for a long time.

Then, the woman holding the baby was the first to answer: "This year is the third year of Guangshun, and our place is Shancha Village under the jurisdiction of Yongchang Prefecture in Nanzhao Province.

"The immortals of the Medicine King Sect are the patron saints of our mountain. As long as we work for them, they can protect our village from ghosts."

"This time it's actually during the reign of Emperor Guangshun..." Gu Xu sighed silently.

Emperor Guangshun is the grandfather of the current Emperor Tianxing of Daqi.

It seems that this era is not far from the era he lived in.

According to Gu Xu's knowledge, Nanzhao Province is located in the southwestern border of the Daqi Dynasty, where mountains and terrain are complex, covered with dense virgin forests, where rare ghosts and tough alien races live.

It took many years for the Daqi Dynasty to bring this piece of land known as the "land of barbarians" into its territory.

However, due to the deep-rooted local forces in the province of Nanzhao and the unique folk customs, it is difficult for the Daqi court to copy the local systems of other provinces here, and it is even more difficult to organize practitioners and set up exorcism divisions one by one. yamen.

Therefore, the imperial court chose to use the power of some local sects to exercise a certain degree of autonomy over this remote place.

For example, the former Duke of Yan can be understood as the ruler of Youzhou.

The Yaowangzong, Lingshoumen, Jiuli Cave, Baihua Villa, etc. in the Nanzhao area can also be understood as small kingdoms.

It's just that they need to pay taxes to the Daqi court and be supervised by the court.

Of course, the sky is high here and the emperor is far away, and Daqi officials often can't control it, or they don't bother to control it at all.

Even if there is a sudden conflict between the two sects, and you are beaten to death, you only need to send a little money and a little cultivation resources to the Nanzhao general soldier sent by the imperial court, and the general soldier will be happy to turn a blind eye and close it. One eye—after all, these things among local snakes are a thankless muddy water.

It wasn't until Emperor Guangshun died and Emperor Xingde ascended the throne that the situation here improved slightly.

At that time, several large sects in Nanzhao Province rebelled.

Chi Yangzi, the teacher of Daqi's current national teacher, has attained the Dao and became a sage.

He took the initiative to invite the imperial court, went south with the counter-rebellion army, and killed several rebellious sects in one pot.

Since then, the imperial court's control over the Nanzhao province has increased year by year.

"If I remember correctly, senior Chiyangzi seems to be from Nanzhao..."

Just when Gu Xu was deep in thought, there was a sound of hurried footsteps and heavy breathing not far away.

He couldn't help turning his head to look.

I saw two scrawny men, carrying a dead body, hurrying towards here along the hillside—in his spiritual perception, the body was still warm, and it was obvious that he had just died not long ago.

At the same time, the moment Gu Xu saw the face of the corpse, the face of the middle-aged woman holding the baby in front of Gu Xu suddenly became as white as paper.

She opened her mouth slightly, her eyes widened, as if she couldn't accept the scene in front of her.

Her legs also became limp like syrup, and she fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"Daniu, Ah Zhuang, my brother Hu... What's wrong with him?" She asked the person who came by with a trembling voice.

Gu Xu had already seen that the deceased was her husband.

"I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I didn't take good care of him," a man carrying the corpse replied with a low expression, "Elder Xiong of the Medicine King Sect called him into the room and asked him to fan the alchemy furnace, and he stayed awake inside. I kept fanning for days and nights... When I finished my work and went to him, I found that he was exhausted and died."

The middle-aged woman’s eyes were red, and she said with a gloomy gaze: “This year, in our village, we first left the ugly uncle and then the black baby... Now it’s my brother Hu’s turn... The Medicine King Sect is going to completely force our village... Are you at a dead end?"

As soon as the words fell, she fainted.

Seeing that the baby in her arms was about to fall to the ground, Gu Xu was about to reach out to pick it up.

But there is one person who moves faster than him.

It was a young boy of about twelve or thirteen years old with a thin body and a dark complexion—he was manipulating the true essence to make the baby hover in the air and stop falling down.

(End of this chapter)