Raising the Demon

Chapter 424
Ying Longzong, Huanlongtai, Huanlong Xiaozhuwai, Zai Tianzhou Zhizhou Gao Shanan paced back and forth anxiously, frequently looking up at the Huanlongtai.

The white mist shrouded the top of the mountain, and the tumbling sea of ​​clouds below was like a sea wave but silent, just like the mood of Gaoshan Anna who was tumbling but had nowhere to vent.

"Has the suzerain left the customs?" Seeing a monk hurried down from the Dragon Summoning Platform, Gao Shan'an rushed to meet him.

"No..." The monk is the elder Longshou of the Yinglong Sect. He sighed and said, "My lord, I'm afraid he won't leave the customs until the Fairy Fairy Conference starts. No one dares to disturb him now." old man."

"The spirit gathering formation..." Gao Shan'an frowned, reached out and grabbed a sleeve of Elder Longshou, and asked earnestly.

"Opening the Great Spirit Gathering Formation was personally ordered by the Sovereign Master. If you want to close the Great Spirit Gathering Formation, you also need the Sovereign Lord's handwriting. I really have no choice but to wait now." Longshou Elder said.

Gao Shan'an was almost crying, he raised his emphasis, and said loudly: "This can't go on anymore, if this goes on, I will die in Tianzhou!"

"Sigh..." Elder Longshou sighed, "Brother Gao, I really want to help you, but I really can't do anything."

Gao Shan'an flung off the sleeves of Elder Longshou, took two steps back, raised his head, and glared at him angrily.

Gao Shan'an's nose fluttered, and the gas sprayed from his nose formed a thick white gas. At this time, Gao Shan'an looked like an angry bull.

The anger that had already fermented in his chest could no longer be suppressed, and it erupted completely like a volcanic eruption in an instant.

"You don't have to be hypocritical anymore, what is powerless, what kind of suzerain is retreating, you are just avoiding me." Gao Shan'an said angrily, "You only care about yourself, you are arrogant, and you don't care about anything else In your eyes, you don’t care if all the land in my Zaitianfu has been turned into desert, and you don’t care if all the people in my Zaitianfu are dead, does it mean that only the Mianxian Conference in the whole world will make you care?”

Elder Longshou sneered, retreated, he had already expected Gao Shanan's loss of control.

Cutting off people's wealth is equivalent to killing their parents, not to mention that what they cut off is not Gao Shan'an's wealth, but Gao Shan'an's official career, and even the rest of his life.

"I, Gao Shan'an, is just the magistrate of Zaitian Prefecture. You Yinglongzong may not take me seriously, but don't forget that I, Gaoshan'an, also have teachers, classmates, family brothers, and colleagues. You Yinglongzong Do you think that everything is under control, that you can ignore the people of the world?" Gao Shanan glared at the elder Longshou angrily, "What you have done is outrageous, full of resentment, do you think the real eclipse will like it? Do you really think that the return to the immortal ceremony will still happen Held in your Yinglongzong? You are so perverted, disregarding the common people, and destroying the foundation stone of our kingdom, I will write a letter to Beijing, and play it to Your Majesty, explaining all the sins of your Yinglongzong. , let me see how you deal with yourself!"

Elder Longshou just sneered, he knew that Gao Shan'an was just talking, Gao Shan'an, a state governor, was barely equal to him, the executive elder of Yinglongzong, in terms of status, and the entire Celestial Kingdom didn't know how many people there were. The status of a person is higher than him, and the voice he can make is extremely weak, and there is no way to influence the overall situation.

What Gao Shan'an said is right, they are indeed perfunctory him, and they don't take him seriously at all, so what?
The invitation for Yinglongzong to hold the Immortal Meeting has already been sent to the imperial palace of Shangguo. His Majesty the Emperor will also visit Yinglongzong and even preside over the grand ceremony in person. How can a small Zhizhou prevent this kind of general trend?

Zaitian Prefecture is located in a remote place with barren land. Gao Shan'an is only a fourth-rank official as the magistrate of the state. Ying Longzong's influence in the court is comparable to that of a first-rank official. What kind of disturbance can a small fourth-rank official cause? ?

Gao Shan'an ran all the way, Xu Shi received a notice from the elder Longshou, the disciples of Ying Longzong who were extremely enthusiastic at first, but now they ignored him. When he arrived at the airport, he asked people but no one answered him. It took a long time before I found the cloud boat I was riding in. A middle-aged entourage was dozing off in front of the cloud boat. Seeing him, he quickly stood up and said, "My lord, you are finally back!"

"Go! Go back! Back to Tianfu as quickly as possible!" Gao Shan'an shouted angrily, and got on the cloud boat. The attendant wanted to ask a few more questions, but seeing Gao Shan'an's expression, he didn't dare to say a word. Driving the cloud boat, soared into the sky, and flew eastward all the way.

Gao Shan'an flew by all the way, looking at the desolate eyes full of desolation, facing the domineering Ying Longzong, he rarely felt an unspeakable sense of powerlessness.

In the distance, Baishi Mountain was seen in front of him.

Wangdong City at the foot of Baishi Mountain used to be a concern of his. Huayin, the owner of Wangdong City, almost didn't listen to his greetings at all, and neither paid tribute nor taxes. Hua Yin looked forward to the position of East City Lord, so he was recruited.

Gao Shan'an didn't know how many times he had cursed, so that everyone in this city would die quickly, but when he saw Baishi City, he felt an unspeakable sadness in his heart.This city, this city that was developed on the wasteland, is probably really dead.

"Huh..." Gao Shan'an couldn't bear to look at it, and was still saddened, but he heard the attendant yelling.

Flying over Baishi Mountain, a huge bluestone mountain appeared in the place where there was originally a wasteland. People are reclaiming fertile fields and sowing crops. It is already early autumn, but the place is still lush and full of vitality.

Refreshing spirituality replaced suffocating exhaustion, as if suddenly coming from the desert to the tropical rainforest.

"This is... this is..." Gao Shan'an rubbed his eyes and looked down. On the ground, Zi Huayin also raised his head. He saw the Zhizhou logo on the cloud boat and recognized the boat. Arching his hands, it can be regarded as doing the courtesy of the lower officials to the upper officials.

In the blink of an eye, Yunzhou flew over Baishi Mountain. Gao Shan'an wanted to stop to find out, but thinking that Zaitian Mansion might be in trouble now, he didn't dare to stay for a moment and could only face the rear Looking around, until the Qingshi Mountain disappeared far into the sky.

A day flies by in the blink of an eye, and occasionally you can see some abandoned carriages, which look very suspicious. There are no traces left by the migration team, and there are not even crows circling, no vultures coveting, and some are just dead. .

At night, everything on the ground can't be seen clearly. Occasionally, a beating light will light up, bringing some comfort to Gao Shan'an.

"My lord, look, look..." The attendant suddenly called out again.

Gao Shan'an turned his head and looked, dumbfounded: "Damn it!"

Another bluestone mountain!

But this time the Qingshi Mountain is like a jasper glowing in the night, it looks much smaller than the Qingshi Mountain just now, but its shape is exactly the same.

It's like a phantom.

At the foot of the Qingshi Mountain, tents were built around the Qingshi Mountain. The herdsmen of the Yingding clan lit bonfires and held mysterious celebrations around the bonfire. Children held torches and ran wildly on the grass, drawing traces.

"Could it be... isn't the matter as serious as I imagined?" Gao Shan'an's heart was filled with hope in vain.

In the straight-line distance from Yinglongzong to Zaitianfu, there are only three cities, Wangdong, Dingshui, and Changliu.

Wangdong and Dingshui are full of vitality, and it seems that they have not been affected by the spirit gathering formation at all, so how about staying for a long time...

In fact, what Gao Shanan cares most about is staying for a long time.

Changliu is the top five big cities in Tianzhou. The other two cities, Dingshui City is the city of the Yingding family, and Wangdong City is the city of the Zi family. These two cities do not listen to the tune or publicity Cities, but Changliu is different. Changliu has a population of more than [-] people, most of them are Han people, and it is an important trading city for Han people and other ethnic minorities.

If... if you stay for a long time...

However, it turns out that Gao Shanan's hope is just a hope that shouldn't be there.

When the sky brightened again, he saw a long shadow, a dead city.

"Stop... stop... drop... drop..." Gao Shan'an's voice was trembling.

He saw a person lying on the ground outside the government office of Changliu Mansion. He couldn't see clearly from a distance, but when he got closer, he realized that it was a mummy. The corpse had been dead for a long time and had hardly decomposed. Gone are the nasty gadgets that let corpses rot.

The door of the government office was half-closed, and the old man who watched the door was sitting on the threshold, with his head down, as if he had fallen asleep.

Holding a spear, the hand that had completely lost its moisture and luster exposed everything.

This old man, Gao Shan'an, still remembers that he once visited Changliu Mansion, and even chatted with the gatekeeper for a while. This is a stubborn and lovely old man. Watching the door here, he once nagged, saying that as long as there is still a breath, he must continue to watch the door here.

At that time, he didn't understand the persistence of this little man.

Now, he seems to understand.

"Where are people? Where are people? Where are people? Come out!" Gao Shan'an yelled desperately, his voice spread far away, but only echoes answered him.

This is just an empty city, a dead city.

"My lord, many houses are empty, maybe they have all moved..." Qin Sui stepped forward and said.

Gao Shanan stood there, panting deeply.

After a long time, he whispered: "Let's go...go back..."

As soon as Yunzhou flew out of the city, Gao Shan'an's heart ached.

Horse-drawn carts, ox carts, fallen corpses, brightly colored clothes...

"Ying Longzong..." Gao Shan'an almost gritted his teeth, he couldn't bear to look at it anymore...

"I, Gao Shan'an, are at odds with you!" Standing on the cloud boat, Gao Shan'an pointed to the sky and swore, "If you can't make you pay the price for the Dragon Sect, I, Gao Shan'an, will die a terrible death!"

Not a good death...not a good death...

The sound of his poisonous oath spread far away, echoing in the empty city, in the bones, and between heaven and earth.

The spiritual energy is exhausted, and the dead energy is pervasive. This world has been drawn into a dead area by life and death.

　First more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)