A moment later.
Chang Sheng put down the letter, a complicated expression flashing across his face.
"So little sister is getting married."
The image of a slut who always followed behind him suddenly appeared in Chang Sheng's mind.
Before he entered Wudang Mountain, Chang Sheng was the young master of the Chang family. Above Chang Sheng were his eldest brother and second brother.
Other than that, Chang Sheng also had a little sister.
The four of them had the same father and mother, and blood was thicker than water.
His little sister was seven years younger than Chang Sheng.
He always liked to have a runny nose and followed behind Chang Sheng.
It could be said that in the Chang family, Chang Sheng's closest relationship with his little sister was.
This time, the letter contained the news that his little sister was getting married.
"In the end, I still can't see through it."
Chang Sheng was silent for a while. At dawn, he walked out of Mount Wudang.
This was the first time Chang Sheng had left Wudang Mountain after entering it for fifteen years.
Outside Wudang Mountain.
The moon was bright and the stars were few.
Chang Sheng chose to leave Wudang Mountain in the wee hours of the morning to avoid missing his daily check-in opportunity.
As long as Chang Sheng could rush back before tomorrow night, there would be no loss.
"We haven't seen each other for fifteen years. I wonder how little sister is doing now?”
In front of Chang Sheng, he seemed to see that slut who always followed behind him.
His little sister was Chang Jiaoyue, seven years younger than Chang Sheng.
When Chang Sheng had just joined Wudang Mountain, Chang Jiaoyue was only three years old. Now, fifteen years had passed, and Chang Jiaoyue was already eighteen years old.
In this world, women had to get married at the age of sixteen. Chang Jiaoyue was already considered 'old' by delaying it until she was eighteen.
"However, before we go back, there is something that needs to be resolved.”
Chang Sheng suddenly stopped and looked up in a certain direction.
15 years ago, a powerful enemy of the Chang Family came. In order to preserve the bloodline of the Chang Family, all the disciples of the Chang Family were scattered.
It was precisely because of this that Chang Sheng escaped to Wudang Mountain.
Chang Sheng would only be safe if he joined Wudang Mountain and relied on its protection.
Later on, although the Chang Clan had used some method to force the enemy to retreat and recover, the enemy was still alive.
All these years, Chang Sheng had been busy signing in to increase his strength. Coupled with the fact that the Chang family was doing well, he had ignored that great enemy.
Now, he could use this opportunity to completely get rid of that enemy.
"According to the letters sent by the Chang family over the years, that great enemy is called Black Flame. He's a disciple of the Demon Sect. Recently, he's even become the Guardian of this generation of the Demon Sect.”
Chang Sheng thought quickly in his heart.
Because of this matter, the Chang family's patriarch was quite worried in the letter. He was worried that this great enemy would use the power of the demonic sect to sweep through again.
"Demon Sect?"
Chang Sheng's eyes flashed with coldness.
...
Yizhou.
The Tang Empire occupied a total of 18 states. Among them, Yi State was the Dark Sect's territory, and the Dark Sect's headquarters was located here.
Righteous and demonic sects fought each other in the Tang Empire. However, since the previous leader of the demonic sect went into seclusion, the demonic sect and the righteous path had been at a disadvantage in the battle.
Decades ago, the Demon Sect still occupied three states.
But now, as the righteous path continued to suppress, the demonic sect was only left with Yi Prefecture.
The Tang Empire, on the other hand, turned a blind eye to the slaughter between the righteous and demonic sects. They had no intention of mediating.
In the eyes of the Tang Empire, both the righteous path and the Dark Sect were rebels who did not listen to orders. They wanted to die as much as possible. How could they mediate?
Even the battles between the Righteous Dao and the Devil Dao were fanning the flames with the Tang Empire.
At this moment.
at the foot of Mount Shengnan in Yizhou.
A little boy in a thick cotton coat looked up at the snow with excitement.
"Grandpa, it's snowing so heavily!"
The little boy rubbed the snowball and looked at the old man beside him.
"Yes, I am."
"Such heavy snow has not appeared for decades.”
The old man sighed and seemed to have fallen into some memories.
At this moment, a gentle voice sounded,"
He saw a young Daoist in a gray Daoist robe looking at the grandfather and grandson with a smile.
This young Daoist was naturally Chang Sheng.
Wudang Mountain was thousands of miles away from Yizhou. If an ordinary person wanted to cross such a long distance, it would take at least a few months or even a year.
Even for martial artists, it would take close to a month.
But for Chang Sheng, using the Cloud Ladder to cross the sky, it only took him a few hours to get from Wudang Mountain to Yi Prefecture.
This was because they would occasionally stop on Changsheng Road to see if there was any place nearby to sign in, wasting some time.
Otherwise, Chang Sheng's speed of reaching Yi Prefecture would only be faster.
"Yes, I am."
"It's just ahead."
The little boy looked up at Chang Sheng and felt that it was a little strange, but he still nodded and said,""There's a lot of miasma in the Sacred South Mountain."
"And…"
The little boy looked around carefully and said in a low voice,"Grandpa told me that there are immortals in Shengnan Mountain. If there's nothing else, it's best if you don't get close."
"Immortal?"
Chang Sheng was slightly stunned.
However, he quickly reacted. The 'immortal' that the little boy mentioned was probably a fiend sect martial artist.
Deep in the Sacred South Mountain was the Demon Sect's headquarters. There were often Demon Sect martial artists coming and going.
For an ordinary person like the little boy, those martial artists who were high and mighty were no different from immortals.
"There will be heavy snow today. Go back early.”
Chang Sheng glanced at the grandfather and grandson and walked towards the Sacred South Mountain unhurriedly.
"Heavy snow?"
"You're not a god. How did you know that there would be heavy snow today?”
the little boy muttered.
Although it was still snowing, it had obviously become lighter. It should stop during the day.
How could it be snow?
"Grandpa."
"Are you alright?"
"Why aren't you saying anything?"
At this moment, the little boy suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the old man beside him.
"Don't talk!"
The old man's face was as pale as paper, and his hands were trembling uncontrollably.
"Grandpa, are you alright?" The little boy realized that something was wrong and quickly ran to the old man.
"You!"
The old man smiled bitterly and glared at the little boy.""Do you know that the two of us have already walked through the gates of hell?”
"Ah?"
"Gate to Hell?"
"Grandpa, are you referring to that person just now?" The little boy asked with a puzzled expression.”
When the old man heard this, his expression changed again. He looked in the direction where Chang Sheng had left, and fear flashed across his face."Don't you see anything strange?”
"Strange?"
The little boy blinked.
The old man sighed and stepped on the snow. Then, he looked at the little boy."What is this?"
"Footprints?"
the little boy said matter-of-factly.
"Why are there footprints?" The old man asked.
"Grandpa, do you think I'm stupid?" The little boy rolled his eyes. It's snowing now, and the ground is covered in snow. If you step on it, of course there will be footprints."
"But did you see any footprints on the way here?”The old man took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice.
The little boy frowned and turned around.
"Eh?"
The little boy's expression changed.
"No, no footprints."
The little boy's face suddenly turned pale, as if he had seen a ghost.
It was snowing heavily this year. A few days ago, the snow on the ground was several feet thick. If an ordinary person walked on it, they would definitely leave thick footprints.
But now, the little boy did not find any footprints.
"There's one more thing."
The old man composed himself and continued,""Did you see the snow on that person?”
As soon as he said this.
The little boy's body trembled.
Indeed.
When he saw Chang Sheng for the first time, he felt that something was a little strange.
But the little boy didn't think too much about it at that time.
But now that the old man reminded him, the little boy finally realized that both he and the old man were covered in snow.
This was something that could not be helped.
It was snowing, and they were not in the house. How could they not get some snow?
However, the young Daoist just now was different.
On his body…
It was clean and tidy.
Untainted by dust.
"Master…Grandpa, did we see a ghost?”
The little boy's teeth were trembling.
Sometimes, the less you know, the happier you are. Just like the little boy, he knew nothing just now, so he had no fear. However, after the old man's reminder, the little boy could no longer maintain his initial state of mind.
"I don't know if it's a ghost or not."
"But we should have met a real expert."
The old man's expression calmed down a little. He looked at the little boy and said,"By the way, what else did that person say just now?”
"What else did he say?"
The little boy was in a daze and subconsciously said,"He also said that there would be heavy snow today and asked us to go back early.”
"Heavy snow?"
The old man looked up at the sky and said without hesitation,""Let's go back now. Don't stay outside.”
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