Chapter 390: Gone with the Wind

The sky is gradually getting brighter.

The sun dispelled the darkness, but it could not dispel the dark clouds in the hearts of the people.

Everyone stood with a sad expression.

Although they had expected that someone would definitely die, after all, it was impossible for such a large-scale battle to be without casualties, but at this time, they still couldn't help the grief in their hearts.

What's more, it was such an old qualified predecessor who fell.

Tang Hao stood there, his nose a little sour.

The courage of this old Taoist priest shocked him, and he couldn't help but be in awe.

At this time, two more people came from the side and put them next to the old Taoist priest.

In the crowd, there was a sobbing sound.

A group of big men can't help it at the moment.

Today, you are all very heroic, the three of them, even more heroic, they did not die of illness or old age, but died heroically, and they died a glorious death.

Now, hurry up and clean up this place for me, and then send them back to the mountain together.

An old Taoist priest shouted, his tone a little choked.

Everyone answered, and they scattered, and began to clean up the battlefield, pulling the corpses and zombies, piling them together, and setting them on fire.

At this time, several old Taoist priests returned.

After Wang Changsheng blew himself up, a few of them quickly dispersed in all directions and carefully investigated.

They shook their heads, but they didn't know if the old thief was really dead.

That old thief Wang's cultivation method is very evil, even if he blows himself up, he may not really die, if it is really so easy to die, Patriarch Maoshan does not need to suppress him.

However, even if he didn't die, it was almost there, at least for a long time, and it was impossible to recover.

Little Brother Tang, don't be sad, my junior brother, the time limit is approaching, rather than dying of old age in a nest, it is better to die in battle like this, and it can be regarded as a glorious death.

If it weren't for you today, our casualties would be even greater, and it would be good to be able to annihilate the remnants of the Wang family at this price, you don't know how tragic the battle between our Maoshan Patriarch and the Wang family was.

An old Taoist priest came over and comforted Tang Hao.

Tang Hao opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, he still sighed.

He walked over and helped the Dao Elders clean up the battlefield.

After a thorough search of the base and the burning of everything, they took the bodies of the three Taoist leaders, boarded the bus, and embarked on the return journey.

When they came, everyone was still in the mood to talk and laugh, but when they went back, they were solemn all the way.

All the Taoist elders were a little torn in their clothes, and they were all injured to a greater or lesser extent.

Back in Lingxi, they changed back to the car, and Tang Hao also followed, he wanted to send the three Taoist leaders for a ride.

Back in Maoshan, it was already evening.

The Taoist leaders who stayed on the mountain had already received the news, and when the convoy drove down the mountain, a bell rang on the mountain.

Bang Bang Bang!

The loud bell resounded in this mountain, desolate and tragic.

Groups of Taoist priests came down from the mountain and stood on both sides of the mountain road.

Most of them are relatively young, and they are the strength of the new generation of Maoshan.

The road chiefs got out of the car, carried the three road chiefs, and went up the mountain all the way. Next, there was a series of solemn ceremonies to bid farewell to the three Taoist leaders.

Finally, in front of the main hall, the three Taoist masters were cremated.

At sunset, the flames raged, engulfing the bodies and gradually burning them all.

The wind blows together, and the ashes scatter.

Everything, all with the wind.

After eating, it was already past seven o'clock, and it was completely dark. Everywhere in Maoshan Mountain, lights were lit one after another.

Tang Hao sat in the main hall, and in front of him, there were several white-haired old Taoist priests.

Little brother, what's the matter with you?

An old Taoist priest in front asked.

Tang Hao hesitated for a moment and said, "Fellow Daoists, aren't you very strange, obviously I am very young, but my cultivation is very high.

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The old Taoist priests were stunned.

Then, there was a smirk.

Indeed, this Taoist friend in front of him is simply a freak, he is very young next year, but his cultivation is frighteningly high.

Little brother, I'm afraid you have a lot of chances! An old Taoist priest said.

Tang Hao said with a smile: Indeed, I have had a lot of opportunities to have such a high level of cultivation, but I have a formula in my hand, which can improve my cultivation relatively quickly in this modern era where the aura is thin.

The old Taoist priests were stunned, and then, their breathing became short.

Little brother, what do you mean? The old Taoist priest looked at Tang Hao with blazing eyes.

Tang Hao said: That's right, I want to give it to you Maoshan.

The old Taoist priests were in an uproar, and their eyes lit up, and they were excited.

How does this make such a formula, in modern times, it is a rare treasure!

Tang Hao smiled and said: What a rare treasure, it's just a recipe, for me, it's no longer useful.

Today's incident touched me a lot, you all said, the limit of several of you is approaching, as soon as you go, Maoshan will be green.

In this generation, the cultivation of Qianji Dao is good, but there are still fewer, and those who are young, the cultivation is even worse, and if it goes on like this, your Maoshan will become more and more declining.

All the old Taoist priests sighed, and their hearts were heavy.

Tang Hao said again: However, I have a condition, this formula, among you Maoshan, there are only two people who know, one is the acting head, and the other is sloppy and wrong, and it is the head of the Xuanling Dao.

I don't want this recipe to be known by other people.

You can rest assured that we can all swear. The Taoist elders hurriedly said.

That's good, by the way, this recipe requires a lot of medicinal materials, especially ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, you can open up more medicinal fields nearby, a little more.

Tang Hao said.

Tomorrow, I'll send all those little guys to farm.

After talking for a while, Tang Hao left.

The reason why he gave this formula was that he didn't want Maoshan to decline, and besides, this formula was of little use to him.

When I drove the car and returned home, it was already late at night.

In the villa, the lights are still on.

Hearing the sound, Qin Xiangyi walked out and stood at the door.

Seeing the heaviness between his eyebrows, she said with concern: Xiao Tang, what's wrong?

Tang Hao was stunned, and suddenly, he stepped forward, hugged her tightly, and muttered: It's nothing, I just want to hug you!

Qin Xiangyi was stunned for a moment, her eyes instantly softened, she stretched out her hand and hugged him gently.

How could she not see that there was a trace of strangeness on his face, something must have happened, and besides, it was still a bad thing.

However, she didn't say anything, at this time, a hug is better than any comfort.