Creation Color Master

On Dengtian Pass, the captured black-clad swordsman, the twin brothers, Zhu Ning and others have now been subdued by Sarliang and are standing aside very respectfully.

There was also Ge ​​Xin, who had been subdued before, who also stayed behind to guard this place.

Their joining has solved the problem of insufficient medium combat power.

Even if there are any unexpected situations, Li Yinzhi and others from Qingzhao Temple in the neighboring county of Luzhou can come to support, not to mention Haozhou, the secret guards and all the outstanding people of China can come to support.

After being cleared, Dengtian Pass returned to its former tranquility. At first glance, it seemed as if no battle had ever taken place.

The pass is like a city in the sky. Standing on the city wall and looking down, you can see the wandering white clouds.

In the evening, Chu Mo, accompanied by Sarliang, came to the pass. Looking at the clouds in the sky that seemed to be close at hand, and the afterglow of the setting sun seemed to be within reach, gorgeous and beautiful.

The setting sun melts gold, and the dusk clouds merge together.

The glow of the setting sun dotted the outlines of the distant mountains, and all Chu Mo could see was the colorful clouds reflecting the mountains. He was filled with emotion for a moment.

The mountain breeze made the clothes rustle, as if responding to the beautiful scenery.

At this moment, neither of them spoke a word, both were immersed in such a beautiful scenery.

No one noticed that above Chu Mo's head, a trace of freedom was constantly gathering, and a strand of spiritual energy, like a hair, emitting a subtle breath of the Tao, sank into Chu Mo's body.

At the center of the eyebrows, a Taoist rhythm flows, as if a mysterious power is gestating there.

As if he had noticed something, Chu Mo reached out and touched his forehead, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

The next day, Chu Mo took Yang Jiye and Yao Guangxiao and went down the mountain directly from Dengtianai and headed towards Qudan County in Haozhou.

Among the five counties of Haozhou, only Qudan County borders it.

After coming down the mountain, a dry smell hit me in the face. Now it is almost May, the dry season in Haozhou has begun and will last for several months, and the drought will only get worse.

Walking down the mountain, the surrounding vegetation becomes sparse, and what grows are no longer tall trees, but low, drought-resistant shrubs.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking at the village where people gathered not far away, Chu Mo felt like he was back home.

"Tap--tap--tap--"

A burst of hurried footsteps was heard, and shadowy figures were seen in the bushes on both sides.

Yang Jiye stepped forward and was secretly on guard, his muscles tense. If the situation went wrong, he would immediately attack.

"General Yang is ahead, where is the lord?"

Chu Mo, who was blocked behind Yang Jiye, stuck his head out and found that it was Zhou Cang and Liao Hua.

"Greetings, sir. We two are here on the orders of General Tian Gong to assist you."

Zhou Cang and Liao Hua came closer and knelt on the ground with respectful expressions.

Chu Mo slowly walked out from behind Yang Jiye and asked the two to stand up.

"Why are there only two of you? Why didn't Zhang Jue come?"

Knowing that he had returned from his travels, Zhang Jiao did not come to pick him up. Chu Mo had only one guess in his mind, that is, Zhang Jiao might have something more important to do.

Zhou Cang replied respectfully with a hint of simplicity: "My lord, it's not that General Tian Gong doesn't want to welcome you, but he has something more important to do, and I'm afraid he still needs your help."

When Chu Mo heard this, a hint of doubt flashed through his mind, but he did not ask, because Chu Mo knew that after meeting Zhang Jiao in person, he would explain it clearly to him.

"In that case, let's go to Huangyun Temple first."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Cang made a gesture of invitation and said, "My lord, please come in. The carriage is just down the mountain."

Led by Zhou Cang and Liao Hua, the three successfully boarded the carriage at the foot of the mountain.

Yang Jiye transformed himself into a coachman, Zhou Cang and Liao transformed themselves into war horses and served as his left and right, Yao Guangxiao and Chu Mo rode together, and they headed towards Huangyun Temple in a mighty manner.

At this moment, outside the Huangyun Temple, a large number of believers gathered to burn incense. However, looking back at the Huangyun Temple, it was still the same as before. If there was any difference, it seemed to have become more sacred, giving people a feeling that they could not help but worship.

The smoke of incense is lingering, faith is gathering, and faintly converging above the Huangyun Temple. The spiritual light is flickering, and the charm of Taoism is growing.

The gate of Huangyun Temple is closed at this moment, and all believers are not allowed to enter.

Inside the Huangyun Temple, there are prayer flags lined up on both sides, with Taoist mantras written on them, swaying in the wind.

A dipping altar was built in the center of the temple, with three plaques on it, inscribed with "General God of Heaven", "General God of Earth" and "General God of Man" respectively.

The thirty-six generals, except Zhou Cang and Liao Hua who were sent to welcome Chu Mo, all had solemn expressions and stood on both sides of the altar.

Zhang Jiao, dressed in a bright yellow Taoist robe, stood on the highest level of the altar and arranged the swords, talismans, tokens, red candles, yellow paper, grains and other special items for sacrifice in an orderly manner.

Then, Zhang Jue picked up three incense sticks, lit them up, and while offering sacrifices to the sky, he walked around in a circle and worshipped all four directions. After a serious worship, he inserted the incense into the bronze tripod.

Finally, Zhang Jue took out the prepared spiritual ink and brush, and began to write and draw talismans on the dipping altar. Each movement was smooth and seamless, and completed in one go.

At this time, after an hour of struggling, I finally saw the gate of Huangyun Temple.

"Make way, everyone, make way"

As soon as Zhou Cang's deep voice came out, everyone was immediately attracted by this sudden voice.

At this moment, all the believers who were originally blocked outside turned around and looked towards the carriage.

Chu Mo, who had been enjoying watching the situation on the roadside through the curtains, retracted his head back into the carriage in embarrassment the moment everyone looked over here.

At this time, a dark-skinned man dressed in farmer's clothes pointed at the carriage road and said, "Who is sitting in the carriage? How dare you do such a reckless thing in front of Huangyun Temple? It's simply disrespectful to General Tiangong."

"Sh ...

Just when the farmer was about to make a move, he was stopped by the woman next to him and reminded softly: "Brother, brother, don't be reckless, don't you see what's ahead..."

"The two generals leading the way are the generals under General Tian Gong. The one who allowed them to hurry must be a high-ranking figure. Don't talk nonsense."

"I advise you to be honest and stop talking."

After saying this, the old woman withdrew her gaze and stood aside without saying anything else.

"Open the gate, open the gate quickly."

When the carriage arrived in front of the main gate of the Taoist temple, Zhou Cang stopped on his horse, with a hint of urging in his tone.

"Squeak--"

The gate of Huangyun Temple was opened by someone, and then closed again by a cold boy amid the expectant gazes of everyone.

Following closely behind are two large doors, which also block out everyone's sight.

When Chu Mo entered Huangyun Temple, Zhang Jiao, who was writing the talisman, had already completed the last stroke. His eyes, reflecting the figures of all living beings, stared at a certain direction.