This was his first time traveling far from home, and he had no experience. The rain came suddenly, soaking him through. His shoes were covered in mud, making every step feel like the ground was actively trying to trip him up - he needed to pull his feet out of the puddles.,“Stop.” Meng Jingzhou suddenly shouted. The old horse stomped a few steps and slowly came to a halt.,Meng Jingzhou wasn't worried that Yunzhi was a demon or monster. This was the territory of the Wudao Sect, which monster would dare to come to the Wudao Sect and cause trouble。