There is a small town more than 20 miles outside Taoshan Mountain, with a stone bridge of flowing water. The scenery is beautiful. You can see the majestic and majestic Xiling Temple when you look up. However, this place is not the right way, so there are not many believers coming to worship the mountain.

Opposite the town hall, there is a shop selling roasted sweet potatoes. The business looks good, and someone will come to buy it soon.

There was an old man with wrinkles sitting in front of the shop. There were several iron buckets sealed with yellow mud at the door. Some broken buckets emitted a sweet fragrance from the inside to the outside.

The old man was drinking, and his fingers covered with yellow calluses pinched a pinch of peanuts and put them into his lips to chew. The wrinkles on his face were covered with black gray, and the ash floating from the iron bucket had accumulated in it for decades and had been washed clean.

Guo Yu came a little late, and the roasted sweet potatoes in front were bought by a few passers-by believers, so they had to wait outside the shop.

After a while, the sweet potatoes were finally baked. The old man squinted his eyes and took out two hot sweet potatoes from it with his bare hands. He seemed to feel the burning feeling from his fingers. He wrapped it in paper and handed it to Guo Yu, who was standing in front of the shop.

Guo Yu took out the money from his waist and put it down. He held the hot sweet potatoes and came to Mo Shanshan, standing under the eaves of the Taoist temple not far away. He handed her one, and said with a smile: "Come on, try it. This shop has been open for more than a thousand years and it should taste pretty good."

Mo Shanshan took the sweet potato from him, slowly peeled it with his slender fingers, gradually revealing the yellow, red, soft and steaming potato meat. At the same time, he asked curiously: "Master, why do we come here to eat roasted sweet potatoes?"

"It is said that when the Master attacked Taoshan, this person roasted sweet potatoes for him here, but he came back before the roasting was done."

Guo Yu smiled slightly and said, "Since you are going to Taoshan now, eat sweet potatoes to pay tribute to the Master."

When Mo Shanshan heard this, he suddenly felt admiration and admiration on his pink face. He picked up the sweet potato in his hand and stuttered it. He tasted it one by one, and it felt particularly sweet and delicious.

After eating sweet potatoes, Moshan Mountain stayed in the town to rest, while Guo Yu walked forward in the direction of the river. Taoshan, where the Xiling Temple was located, appeared and disappeared from sight as the road bent.

Along the way, Guo Yu did not see any commendable place here. Because of underdeveloped business, he could not say that he was prosperous. Except for those believers who devoutly bowed around the mountains and worshiped the sky, he could not see too many idle people. Even the food was much worse than that in Chang'an City.

The Xiling Temple is known as the temple, so its vigilance is naturally extremely strict. There are levels set up several miles away from the foot of the mountain to check the believers coming and going.

The person responsible for managing this level was an old priest in brown robe. He was in the first level of Zhiming, leaning on a bamboo chair with his eyes closed to rest. Other priests in red who were in charge of the examination showed great respect to him.

Seeing this, Guo Yu nodded slightly, thinking that he was indeed a Taoist sect that ruled the world for thousands of years, and his background was indeed profound. I believe that no other force would use great practitioners who know the realm of life to see the gate.

This time he was here to break through the mountains, so he naturally would not line up in a regular manner and walked towards the level with a swagger.

The old priest immediately felt something strange and opened his eyes in confusion, but just one glance, he stood up in horror, looked at him and said in horror, "You, you are..."

"Yes, I am the one who is waiting for you Xiling Temple." Guo Yu had no expression on his face, and he looked at him indifferently and said, "Get in and tell your head, I, Guo, are here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old priest immediately took a few subordinate priests to run towards the green mountains behind him as if they were running away. More than a dozen believers around him also scattered away, fearing that they would be harmed by the fish in the pond.

Guo Yu did not delay and continued to walk slowly towards Taoshan.

"Dang thump..."

After a while, the horses became neighing and the sound of hooves gradually rose, and hundreds of heavy cavalrymen rushed over from the foot of Taoshan Mountain.

These cavalry and the pedestals under them were all wearing solid armor, which was very heavy. When the horse's hooves fell to the ground, they would step into a deep pit. Countless soil was trampled and then lifted up. The smoke and dust were shattered, and the ground began to vibrate.

The friction and impact of the heavy knight armor of the temple, when combined together, turned into a tsunami, which seemed very terrifying.

The armor worn by these Xiling cavalrymen have talisman lines engraved by the talisman formation. The flying swords or other natal objects of the practitioner are difficult to break the armor, and it will be even more difficult to harm the knight's body.

The heavy cavalry that charges with terrifying power and speed can instantly break the practitioner's bones and flesh to death once they come into contact with the practitioner's relatively weak body.

As the knight speeds up, the sound of horse hooves falls like rain, stirs like thunder, and smoke and dust are about to rise into the air, and a breath that makes people feel extremely nervous and solemn arises in the fields.

Feeling the sharp aura that was coming to his face, Guo Yu suddenly remembered the scene when the Mongolian cavalry rushed forward. The same sense of oppression and impact force seemed to be about to be torn to pieces in the next moment.

With a sigh, his mind recovered from the memories of the past. He reached out and took off the jade flute from his waist, and slowly raised it up and put it on his lips.

“Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo…”

The low sound of the flute rose leisurely, and the wind sank through the flute tube and floated towards the cavalry that was only a few dozen steps away from him.

The heavy cavalry who charged in front suddenly felt extremely painful on their faces. They couldn't help but throw down their swords and cover their ears with both hands.

But doing this did not relieve their pain. The next moment, his face turned into a strange flushing shape. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the man and horse fell to the ground. The dull impact sounded and the smoke and dust were slightly slight.

Immediately afterwards, several heavy cavalrymen fell heavily to the ground with the war horses under them, and then as the sound of flutes flowed, more heavy cavalrymen in the temple fell to the ground one after another.

The imposing charge, as these scenes occurred, turned into an extremely tragic impact accident. Nearly a hundred war horses rushed to the front neighed and fell to the ground, with broken limbs and broken bones, and blood splattered everywhere!

Guo Yu's expression did not change at all. The scene of fighting against the Mongolian army when he was young was a hundred times more tragic than today. His fingers kept changing alternately in the holes of the jade flute, quietly playing the song of the blue sea tide that once scared countless people.

This strange song showed its power in this world for the first time. After the strengthening of the vitality of heaven and earth, the low flute sound reached the ears of the Xiling cavalry, which penetrated deep into their minds. The frequency of heartbeat increased by dozens of times in an instant, causing their heart veins to burst and die.

Even the strong war horses under them fell to the ground because they could not bear the sound of the flute and lost their breath.
Chapter completed!