The wind is howling and the snow is heavy.
A group of monks in black robes came in groups, flying with swords and passing over a flat snowfield.
Their speed was not fast, and they kept using their spiritual consciousness to sweep over the snowfield over and over again.
Their expressions were serious, and they seemed not to let go of any hidden space, which showed that they were extremely serious.
And a group of such monks had just passed by from a hundred miles away half an hour ago.
Starting from the area around the fourth snow line, Moju Mountain, this area has been inspected over and over again.
But what these people didn't know was that more than a hundred miles away from the area where they concentrated their efforts on searching, at the edge of the fifth snow line, under a flat snowfield that looked like nothing, someone had already pulled out a huge... grotto.
The grotto has a radius of tens of feet, and half of it is a natural cave. Fang Yuan and four Dharma boats are now in this grotto. Fang Yuan has carefully arranged a defensive formation around it. Not only can it not be seen from the sky, Why, even if they lay close to the ground and scanned with their spiritual consciousness, they could not find the existence of this grotto. Those people above were looking for it over and over again, but it was just in vain.
"Oh, it seems that what happened this time is really a big deal..."
Inside the grotto, Old Demon Yan was chattering and making tea. There was a look of worry on his face. He couldn't help but said to Fang Yuan: "Young Master, you guessed it right. Sure enough, someone will come here soon." Yes, it’s safe for us to hide here, but after all, it’s not a long-term solution. It’s like trapping us here. We can’t hide forever!”
Fang Yuan did not answer his words, but just sat cross-legged on a stone platform, closing his eyes to rest.
In his mind, he was thinking about this.
He had expected that someone would come, and also guessed that someone might follow his previous route to track his location, so he chose such a snowfield, asked the three old demons to dig holes, and then rushed forward all the way. , killed many snow beasts and misled others to chase forward, but he turned back and set up a large formation around the grotto to hide his own energy.
Then just when he finished all this, he turned around and rushed back, hiding in the cave.
From his position, he could see how many people were chasing him along the maze he had set up. This result made him a little frightened. Back and forth, even hundreds of monks came looking for them, most of them were There are still quite a few disciples in the Sword-washing Pond, but they are not like the monks in the Snowfield. Compared with the efforts they used to find themselves before the Sword-Cleaning Pond, they are probably many times stronger...
It seemed that he was indeed involved in something.
Before, Xijianchi clearly didn't want to enter the snowfield by himself, but after he sneaked in, he never sent too many people to follow him. It seemed that he was a little overwhelmed, but now, a large number of swordsmen were sent out. Pulling out again and again...
This can only show that for Xijianchi, what he is encountering now is more important than his own obsession.
"So… "
He couldn't help but look at the three magic boats: "What exactly is going on?"
Originally, his plan was to slowly practice in this snowy field, and then search for the whereabouts of the Wusheng Sword Tomb, but now, he was forced to stay temporarily and wait and see what happened, otherwise, he might show up. , you will be targeted immediately...
"Tuk-tuk-tuk...tuk-tuk..."
I don't know how long it took, but a dull knocking sound suddenly sounded above the grotto. Inside the grotto, it immediately became quiet. Yan Laomo listened carefully to the pattern of the knocking sound, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and turned to the direction. Yuan nodded and said: "Flying Ghost is back!"
Fang Yuan destroyed the formation, and a crack appeared in the sky above the grotto, and Fei Guier was seen poking his head above.
This is a secret arrangement made by Fang Yuan. His grotto is under the snowfield. On the surface, there is nothing, but there is something hidden underneath. And in the snowdrift above, there is an inconspicuous big bluestone, with only the shadow of it. After tapping the big bluestone according to the code they had agreed upon, Fang Yuan, who was in the grotto, opened a gap in the formation to allow people from outside to come in.
Fei Guier, wrapped in the cold air, flew into the grotto, trotted up to Fang Yuan, and said, "I found out!"
Seeing how his lips turned purple from the cold, Fang Yuan told him not to worry, and asked Old Demon Yan to pour him a cup of tea pill first.
Fei Guier drank it all in one gulp, feeling a little warm in his body, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Master, there is already chaos in the snowy field outside. I went out to inquire about it and found that the monks from Xuzhou were looking for The Wusheng Sword Tomb went deep into the snowfield, and only when it reached the fourth snow line, the number of people was greatly reduced. Some people said that the evil cultivators of Chengtian Sword Dao came out to steal people's souls, and some people said that it was the old monsters deep in the snowfield who were disturbed. There was a mass killing, but what is certain is that many people disappeared inexplicably... "
"Disappeared?"
Yan Laomo came over with a teapot in hand, looking confused.
Fei Guier nodded and said: "Yes, even if we go deep into the snowfield, there will indeed be many inexperienced monks who will be frozen to death by the cold and be surrounded by snow beasts, but they shouldn't disappear so much. I think it's a bit weird. I went to a few more places and inquired carefully, and found that there were still some survivors. I heard some rumors. It seemed that many people had encountered some monks of unknown origin who had escorted a batch of supplies. There were many People bump into each other accidentally, but as soon as they meet, they are killed..."
After hearing these words, Fang Yuan's face couldn't help but darken, and he said, "Is there anything else?"
Fei Guier handed the tea bowl to Old Mo Yan and gestured for him to pour him another bowl. Then he lowered his voice and said in a deep voice: "Yes, sir, you also know that the most indispensable thing in this snowy field is demons." First, I know a group of them. They have always been hiding near the third and fourth snow lines, killing people and grabbing treasures. This time I went out to try to find them, but found that most of them had disappeared. I only found one seriously injured person. He is hiding and afraid to show his face. If he hadn't wanted to ask me for some medicine to save his life, he wouldn't have seen me... "
Having said this, he took a breath and lowered his voice: "I heard him say that their group of troops focused on a group of people who looked like Zhongzhou monks half a year ago and seemed to have escorted some treasures. They were greedy for it. Seeing that those monks were not strong enough, they wanted to rob them, but they did not expect that these people were carrying divine weapons. This was a big disaster. All of them were killed, and only one of them escaped and hid in the fifth path. I dare not see anyone after the snow line, saying that I have been being chased by people from the Sword Washing Pond... "
Fang Yuan looked slightly cold and was silent for a while before saying, "Did they find anything?"
Fei Guier said: "This is the interesting part. At that time, they were considered to be the most powerful group of demons in this snowy field. They were not weak in cultivation and possessed blood treasures. Seeing that those people were ruthless, they could only After fighting for their lives, although they were defeated, the opponent also suffered a lot of damage, and they even broke a magic boat, which... was actually filled with all kinds of precious medicines!"
Next to him, Old Mo Yan was stunned for a moment and said in a voiceless voice: "Isn't that just like us?"
Fei Gui'er nodded and said: "It's almost the same, but we were lucky enough to take these things away, but they were more unlucky. They were simply killed and silenced. Now that we have calculated it carefully, I'm afraid More than a dozen groups of people were silenced because they encountered these things, which also proves that there are many people escorting supplies in the snowfield... "
When Yan Laomo heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment: "What on earth is going on? You're so cruel..."
At this moment, Bai Zhisou, who was behind them, quietly shrank his neck, seeming a little frightened.
Fang Yuan could not sit still, but his mind began to change rapidly: "Is it because of me that you caused so many troubles?"
He couldn't help but think that this snowfield, where no one was seen for tens of thousands of miles, was the perfect place for some secret activities.
Just like Fei Guier's friend, the probability of running into something like this is really very small.
But not long ago, in order to successfully break through the obstruction of the Sword Washing Pond, he spread the map of the Wusheng Sword Tomb, attracting countless people to rush into the snowfield. This made it impossible to see anyone in the snowfield for tens of thousands of miles. On the road, the number of people suddenly increased countless times, which naturally made the probability of something that did not want to be discovered suddenly increased countless times...
And those who uncovered these things, the final result was, without exception, directly silenced...
Although Fei Guier said that there were a few who slipped through the net, but so many people died, but only a few escaped, it can be seen that the other party's ruthlessness and strict confidentiality have reached a super level. beyond one’s imagination…
"Are these things related to Chengtian Sword Dao?"
Yan Laomo thought about it for a long time and couldn't help but ask this question.
But after hearing this, Fei Guier smiled bitterly and said, "Chengtian swordsmanship, do you have such great ability?"
Yan Laomo immediately shut up and stopped talking.
And Fang Yuan just remained silent, sitting quietly and thinking.
These people who suddenly escorted so many supplies up to the snowfield were too mysterious and it was too hard to imagine what they were doing. There were so many people outside searching for them, which made them feel even more anxious. Surprised…
Jin Hanxue carried the white cat out, looked at the people discussing, and then turned back.
Now she only focused on her cultivation and didn't care about anything else. She also knew that Fang Yuan thought she was stupid, so she was smart enough not to cause trouble.
"You guys go down and rest first!"
After Fang Yuan thought for a long time, he gave instructions in a low voice.
Fei Guier and Yan Laomo looked at each other, thinking that they were underground now, where could they run to? This obviously meant that they wanted us to avoid them quickly. The two of them glanced at Bai Zhisou quietly. , and then walked away with the teapot.
Bai Zhisou also wanted to leave with them, but he felt Fang Yuan's eyes behind him and had to stop.
"Master..."
He turned around slowly and called Fang Yuan in a low voice.
Fang Yuan looked up into his eyes and said calmly: "If you want to live, you shouldn't hide it from me!"
When Bai Zhisou heard this, he looked horrified and hurriedly knelt down and said: "It is clear from heaven and earth that I would never dare to deceive the young master. However, although I have heard some gossip, this matter is too outrageous and has such a great impact that I don't know." After all, I dare not tell the young master..."
Fang Yuan said: "Say it!"
Bai Zhisou was silent for a long time before he mustered up the courage and said: "Sir, I can only say one thing..."
Fang Yuan nodded.
Bai Zhisou sighed deeply and then said as if he was ready to fight: "I wonder if you have ever heard of what happened when the great catastrophe comes, but I have heard about it. It is said that every time the great catastrophe comes, the snowy plains will be destroyed." It was the last place to be affected..."
(End of chapter)