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Name:Rules of Heaven Author:
When Jiang He came back to his senses from his thoughts, he realized Ding Hong had his head down and was emitting a terrifying amount of resentment. He was shocked and asked curiously, "Friend, what is this?" He secretly prepared in his hand, afraid that Ding Hong would go berserk.

"It's nothing. It's just that I feel a bit uncomfortable when I think about how an old friend of mine is living so well right now." He raised his head with a calm expression on his face. The heaven and earth destroying hatred had also completely vanished.

Seeing that he thought of his enemy, Jiang He did not pursue the topic any further. He nodded his head and sat there silently, looking at the scenery outside the gourd.

Ding Hong was also quietly sitting there. After sitting there for a while, he suddenly had a thought. He arrived at the door of the gourd, opened it, and jumped over to the top of the gourd.

This was the first time he did not break the flute's sound. With a flick of his flute, the flute's flute melody turned into a streak of jade-green light as usual and floated into the distance. In the past, when he was in the Immortal Heaven Pavilion, the green light had been hovering over Penglai. Now that he had left, that green light must have pointed him in the direction of Penglai.

While the wind was blowing, Ding Hong seemed to be lost in thought. He only knew that he was blowing Xiao Xiao, but did not know what he was blowing. His thoughts drifted far away, past the sea, through the azure sky. Where was he now? Even he himself had become indistinct.

Unknowingly, his body began to emit a faint glow. Clusters of fishes began to gather around the gourd. They slowly revolved around the gourd in an orderly manner, as if they were a diagram of Yin and Yang. The gourd that Ding Hong was in was the center of the Yin-Yang Image.

Jiang He, who was sitting in the gourd, also noticed this strange phenomenon. He felt as if he was in the eye of a strange array, but he could not see through the uses of that array. The strange sight lasted for several hours until the sky turned red and the sun finally rose.

Ding Hong recovered from the first ray of sunlight. He felt as if all the distracting thoughts in his heart had disappeared, and the resentment that he had felt had dissipated by a lot. It was as if he had cleared away the fog to see the essence of many things in this world. He looked at Tian Yu xiao again. He never thought that Tian Yu xiao would have such a miraculous ability. It was definitely a good treasure! Ding Hong only believed that this was a good treasure. He did not know that the Formless Daoism relied on this Xiao Dao to laugh at the cultivation world that had lasted for hundreds of years. Naturally, Ding Hong did not know about this.

Looking at the first ray of sunlight shining on his face, Ding Hong laid comfortably in the groove between the two halves of the gourd, enjoying the beautiful scenery. The sea breeze blew against his face, and he was naturally in a great mood.

After he finished looking at the sunrise, Ding Hong returned to the gourd. He discovered that the middle-aged man was still sitting there brimming with energy. He couldn't help but praise this person's cultivation base. It was unknown what method he used to hide his spiritual energy, but if some ignorant youth saw that he was just a martial artist, that person would definitely suffer.

Seeing Ding Hong's return, Jiang He nodded his head in acknowledgement. Ding Hong returned the salute and went to the sea map. He found that they were not far from Fusang Island. After calculating, it would probably only take them about two hours to get to the table and sit down to wait.

After about an hour, Jiang He suddenly stood up and cupped his hands towards Ding Hong, saying, "Thank you very much, my friend. After about an hour, Jiang He suddenly stood up and cupped his hands towards Ding Hong, and said," Thank you very much, but

Ding Hong stood up and replied with a smile, "Sure, sure."

Jiang He nodded and walked out of the gourd. With a light leap, he picked up a strange feather and left.

Looking at Jiang He's elegance, Ding Hong couldn't help but sigh. He didn't know when he would be able to successfully forge the eight swords and fly away with them.

After a while, Ding Hong saw a huge land in the distance. However, it was not an ordinary small island that he could compare to. He was probably much bigger than Penglai. "Thinking that it would attract attention if she rode a large gourd to a crowded area, she went to a secluded place and put away the gourd.

After arriving at a new place, Ding Hong subconsciously took in a deep breath of air. He felt very good. He happened to see an official road in front of him, and was ready to follow it to see if he could find a large city.

At this time of the year, the weather was somewhat cold. The leaves were slightly yellow, and the sky was filled with falling leaves. It was probably the season for the crops to mature. Along the way, Ding Hong saw many fields with golden wheat color. Many farmers were harvesting the wheat.

After walking for a long time and seeing no sign of the town, Ding Hong came to a farmer who was doing farm work and asked, "Excuse me, big brother, is there any town nearby?"

The farmer was a man in his thirties, dark and tense. Seeing Ding Hong raise his head to look at him, then laughed heartily: "This little brother, I'm afraid this is your first time here at Fu Sang, right?"

Ding Hong was taken aback and asked, "How do you know?"

The farmer laughed and said, "This Fu Sang only has one big city, which is the main road leading down. It is near the Golden Crow, the divine bird that supported the mulberry tree." After a pause, he straightened his expression and said, "I just want to advise you not to go alone. There's a mass of unmarked graves about fifty kilometers ahead of us, and they've started to cause chaos in recent months! During the night, people would frequently see zombies running rampant, but for some reason, the zombie didn't dare to leave the unmarked cemetery. "If you want to head towards an inn, it would be best if you could meet up with your companions during the day."

A corpse? Ding Hong could not help but think of the two Corpse Monsters he met in the town two years ago. Why would there be such a mess these days? After thanking the farmer, he walked towards the inn which the farmer had mentioned with a frown.

After a while, they arrived at a lush forest. Ahead of them was a small building with a long pole in front of it. On the pole hung a small flag with the words "Peace and Inn" written on it.

Although the sun was still high in the sky, when looking at the inn from the outside, one could only feel that it was pitch black inside, making one feel rather gloomy even in such a hot situation. After some hesitation, Ding Hong still entered the tavern. The shopkeeper was overjoyed to see that someone had come. He hastily asked, "Guest, do you want to stay here?"

Ding Hong thought that it was still early and decided to travel alone after a short rest. He then said, "No need, just some food will do." Ding Hong drank that wonderful liquid the day before he left Penglai. He wasn't very hungry, but after thinking about how there was less of it and how he could save a bit of it, he ordered something to eat.

Just as he arrived at the table and sat up, a feminine scholar came up to him and asked, "Does Young Master want to walk through this unmarked cemetery?"

Ding Hong glanced at him and replied, "Of course."

The feminine-looking scholar was overjoyed as he hurriedly said, "I am also preparing to head to Fusang City on this official road. I just so happen to be able to travel with you. I wonder if you are willing to go along with me?"

Ding Hong always felt that this feminine scholar in front of him had a strange aura, but he couldn't say what was wrong with him. But when he thought about how the road ahead seemed dangerous and how there was one more person to take care of him, he said, "Of course it's good. May I know how to address you, sir?"

The scholar sat in front of him and said, "This humble one's surname is Zhang. If little brother is willing, please call me Teacher Zhang on the way."

At this time, the waiter brought the dishes over. Ding Hong only nodded to Zhang Zhi before starting to eat. When Zhang Zhi saw that someone was accompanying him through the cemetery, he was no longer flustered and his expression became somewhat calm.

After a while, after finishing his meal, Ding Hong said, "I wonder when Mr. Zhang is going to pass by the unmarked cemetery?"

Zhang Zhi said, "Of course it depends on your decision, little brother."

Ding Hong glanced at him and said, "It's still early. How about we just buy two fast horses from this inn and head over there?"

Zhang Zhi said, "Alright, then we'll listen to you, little brother."

Hearing that the other party was willing, Ding Hong didn't dawdle and immediately stood up to walk toward the shopkeeper. He came to the counter and asked: "Do you have any good horses, shopkeeper?"

The shopkeeper was startled, then said: "Could it be that the guest wants horses to go to the unmarked cemetery?"

Ding Hong said, "Of course."

The shopkeeper sighed and couldn't help but say, "Customer, why don't you wait a few days before going to the unmarked cemetery with everyone. The danger of being left alone is just too great. "

"Little brother, don't listen to him." Zhang Zhi suddenly said, and came in front of the counter, "I listened to your words a few days ago, but I've waited so many days for you to come. I don't know how long I'll have to wait if you keep waiting like this."

Hearing Zhang Zhi's words, Ding Hong couldn't help but turn to look at the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper's face turned awkward for a moment as he explained to Ding Hong, "It's not that I want to scam you. It's just that in the recent months, the unmarked cemetery has caused quite a ruckus. Many people who knew the news had taken a detour to Fusang City. Few people still walk this path anymore!"

Ding Hong pondered for a moment, thinking back to two years ago, when he was able to easily destroy a few Corpse Monsters with just a Yin Yang Image, and after two years, he had already studied the Eight Trigrams Sword Formation, although the disciple had form, the power was still great, and with Fuxi's finger, he was not afraid of those ghosts, so he said, "I do not need to worry, I have my own methods to solve this problem, please give me two horses. "Of course, I will only pay you one horse."

Seeing that Ding Hong was determined on doing so, the shopkeeper didn't continue to advise him. He let the waiter take the two horses and put them in their hands, but the shopkeeper couldn't help saying with good intentions, "Two customers, this journey may be a bit dangerous, if it doesn't work out, it's better to come back and rest for a while and take a detour."

Just as he was about to thank him, he suddenly heard the sound of two bells ringing. As soon as the bell rang, he felt a strong impact on his brain, almost causing him to faint. He hastily looked towards the source of the sound and saw that the feminine scholar was holding a small purplish black bell in his arms.

He frowned because the strong wave of spiritual power was definitely caused by the spell. But looking at the scene just now, the bell's sound had only casually struck and already had such a terrifying power. If he were to use his spirit energy to move it, how powerful would it be?

When he turned his head to look at the shopkeeper, he discovered that the shopkeeper didn't have any unusual expression. His heart immediately became vigilant towards the feminine-looking scholar. After thanking the shopkeeper, Zhang Zhizhan and the scholar walked towards the unmarked cemetery.

Horses are good horses, they run like the wind.

After a while, Ding Hong suddenly discovered that the trees on the public road had started to gradually wither. Even the sky had begun to darken, and from time to time, the eerie cries of crows could be heard from within the thousand heavy trees.

The surrounding temperature gradually turned cold, and cold sweat and goosebumps appeared all over Ding Hong's body. This situation was truly frightening. He had never seen or heard of such a thing before. After walking for a while, the scenery on the public road gradually disappeared, and the trees on both sides of the road became rarer. The few remaining trees were like the afterglow of the apocalypse.

"Hiss …" Ding Hong's hand suddenly tightened as he tightly pulled the horse he was sitting on. He suddenly turned around and discovered that although the cold scholar was still riding his horse, he was actually galloping farther and farther away! Soon, he disappeared from Ding Hong's sight.

Ding Hong felt a chill run down his spine, but the direction he was moving in was backwards! Seeing this, he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

"Calm down, calm down!" Ding Hong forced himself to calm down. However, his hands were trembling uncontrollably, and it was unknown whether it was due to excessive nervousness that his legs became weak. Honestly speaking, if Ding Hong were to see such a bizarre and sinister incident in the past, no one would be able to stand the sudden turn of events.

He jumped down from his horse, took out his mask from his chest and put it on his face, summoning a stream of sword Qi in his hand. Just as he took a step forward, the sounds of horses galloping could be heard. He hurriedly looked back and saw the horse shaking its head and stamping its feet in fear. Its hooves seemed to be trying to reach into his chest to find something. Just when Ding Hong wanted to see what was going on, the horse suddenly opened its mouth. Soon after, all of its body rushed out from its mouth.

When Ding Hong saw this situation, his stomach immediately churned and he vomited out all the food he just ate.

At this time, the horse was actually still pulling and struggling. Suddenly, a monster with no fur and only minced meat came out from its innards and bit towards Ding Hong.

Ding Hong returned to his senses and was shocked when he saw the monster. He slashed the sword qi in his hand into two halves of the monster, but the two halves were just like the Corpse Monster from two years ago, still moving. However, after the meat monster was cut open, it used the broken part as a mouth to bite at Ding Hong again.

Ding Hongya clenched his teeth and jumped up to meet the two monsters. Then, he waved his sword and chopped the two monsters into pieces. However, after the two monsters were reduced to a pile of dust, they kept squirming about. It was extremely disgusting.

Ding Hong resisted the urge to vomit in his heart. With a wave of his right hand, he drew out a taiji diagram and pressed it on the pile of powder. After the taiji diagram pressed down on the powder, it left behind a flash of light and burned the powder to ashes.