"What, the sky is changing?"
Zhan Yuanqiu heard such amazing news as soon as he landed.
After going to sea for nearly half a year, the local officials in Yazhou have not changed. The boat was not the one the national teacher took when he went out.
"Uh, right, right at the junction of Yuzhou and Yangzhou, something big happened."
Hearing this, the demon cultivators in Yuzhou tightened their expressions. Could it be that if they went out, they could still be copied by someone
Zhan Yuanqiu had an intuition that this matter had something to do with Shi Feng and Chen He, so he nodded slightly: "This time, various island countries have made contributions to the Son of Heaven. I will be exhausted on my journey, and I will talk about it after the palace is renovated first."
It's not that he's tired, but that he can't hear the truth from mortals, and he has to wait for Venerable Splitting Heaven's subordinates to respond.
Unexpectedly, the local official's face was pale, and he hurriedly grabbed Zhan Yuanqiu's sleeve: "This can't be done, and I also ask the national teacher to return to the capital quickly.
Zhan Yuanqiu: …
The job of fooling the emperor is obviously his master Huanjian the best!
Venerable Huanjian stayed in the capital, why didn't he settle this matter? Although he had something to do with his disciples, he couldn't have disciples, so he would just sit by and live leisurely.
- Did something big happen
Zhan Yuanqiu's expression froze: "What went wrong? Locust plague? Flooding? Or the earth dragon turning over?"
"Yes, it's the ground movement... Oh, it's not just the earth dragon turning over. According to the news from Yangzhou, it is said that someone saw a dazzling light group faintly appearing in the sky that day, and it was immediately shrouded in black clouds. After the vision, Yangzhou Earthquakes occurred in three of the four counties, but some were light and some were heavy."
I heard that the Yangzhou county governor broke his arm by a bronze ornament that fell from the top of the Bogu frame.
"Now the road to Yangzhou and Yuzhou is blocked, and urgent reports to the capital have to go around Qingzhou..."
Zhan Yuanqiu didn't have the heart to listen any more. He knew that the "change of the sky" that mortals tabooed was referring to the "two days of the sky" that appeared before the earthquake. To the emperor, this was almost irreversible, but it was really terrible. It's not this at all.
The news of mortals is slow, and after a large-scale earthquake occurs, it is the outermost who can report the news.
The three counties in Yangzhou were involved, which Zhan Yuanqiu dared not think about. He felt that the places where the news was cut off were already full of victims, and everyone was in rags and lost their loved ones.
Such natural disasters rarely happen once in hundreds of years.
Could it be caused by the fight between the two supreme masters
Zhan Yuanqiu tried to think about the situation in which Shen Yubo and Yang Xinyue were fighting for their lives, and the suspicion was even greater - there is only such a ginseng and a flower demon in the world, even if other people want to make life charred and create a unique cause and effect, they have no such ability.
"Quickly return to the capital!"
The monks who had just stepped on the shore had no choice but to run around again.
Regarding Yuzhou, Shi Feng's subordinates were the first to get the news. An hour later, when the motorcade was galloping on the official road, there were a few figures arriving in the wind.
"Heaven and earth spirits. Fire in the air?"
Zhan Yuanqiu was shocked.
This is also the common reaction of the righteous cultivators in the cultivation world.
Some people's eyes were rolling, and they couldn't help but start the idea of fire in the air. Last time, because of an uncertain news, so many monks gathered in Yunzhou City.
Inside the Gathering Sect, the head Cui Shaoxin watched with a cold eye.
Xiaoyang Mountain is only 700 kilometers away from here. The formation of the Gathering School's mountain gates is tight, but it has not been affected. However, even if a fireball is so big in the sky, even if it sinks into the thick smoke soon, the dark smoke has not dispersed at all these days. Everyone I'm not blind, it's so real!
After further investigation, the elders of the Gathering Sect were all excited.
The cultivation world is at a standstill, and all kinds of momentum are not good for them. Now that such an incident has attracted everyone's attention, they can breathe a sigh of relief, and don't have to worry about being attacked by a group.
"There are occasional records of fire in stone and fire in wood, but fire in the air hasn't happened in eight thousand years. Going back to the time when the ancient wasteland was broken," Elder Zhao, who had not dared to come out to see people for a long time, said excitedly. .
"Hey, so what, I could have met, but I'm not lucky." Another elder mocked.
"You!" Elder Zhao was so angry that his face was blue and purple, but he did not dare to refute.
Zhao Weiyang betrayed the family and killed all the Zhao disciples of the Aggregate faction lurking in the Yin-Yang Sect. The blow to the Aggregate faction was second only to the somersault that was planted by the blood demon Shi Feng decades ago.
Cui Shaoxin knocked on the tea cup impatiently.
This voice sounded slight, but it seemed to resound in the hearts of everyone.
The elders of the Gathering Sect were startled, and they all kept silent, only staring at each other with their eyes.
"What really happened at the Yin Yang Zong residence?"
"It's Xiaoyangshan, yes." Someone stood up and replied respectfully, "Yinyang sect has been divided for many years, and they disagree with each other. Although Xiaoyangshan is not their nominal headmaster, it is indeed called the old nest of one of them. already."
Adhering to the principle that rabbits do not eat grass by the side of the nest, Xiaoyang Mountain is the place with the least number of spies.
There are so few sporadic, just in case, to monitor the movements of the Yin-Yang Sect, they are all staying in Xiaoyang Mountain.
"After staying in that place for so many years, I haven't found the treasure hidden under the soles of my feet. I really have no eyes." Another elder seized the opportunity to ridicule the families of those disciples.
"What are you talking about, heaven and earth treasure, you can get it by fate!" The elder who was mocked slapped the table.
Cui Shaoxin was really on fire this time, and with one slap, several old people were dizzy and turned around.
"No matter how noisy, the fire in the air will be taken away by others, and you will be happy!"
"Sect Master..." Everyone in the Gathering Sect was a little stunned, and hurriedly asked, "How can this be possible?"
Cui Shaoxin didn't answer, but just sneered: "Just relying on the power of being born, Xiaoyang Mountain can be turned into nothing, and the mortals in the surrounding three hundred miles will die, affecting many counties. If you are subdued, you can think about it."
Facing the uncertain old face in this room, Cui Shaoxin didn't bother to pay attention to it, and went out with a flick of his sleeves.
His confidant followed with a wink, and said cautiously, "Qi Report, many monks have already arrived."
"Don't worry, they are close to Xiaoyang Mountain, and they are nothing more than dead words." Cui Shaoxin snorted coldly.
"That Sect Master just frightened the elders?"
"Air Fire will always recognize the Lord, why is it strange? If you don't recognize the Lord and put it there, Shenzhou will have another ghost that is even more terrifying than the Chifeng Desert."
Cui Shaoxin frowned and suddenly asked, "The day before yesterday was the seventh day of the seventh lunar month?"
"Exactly." The confidant replied quickly, "There should be a lot of monks who went to Xiaoyang Mountain in advance. If you can find someone who escaped by luck, you can probably understand what happened."
Cui Shaoxin heard this, and secretly remembered that a few months ago he found out that a certain elder instructed the clansmen lurking in Qingzhou to quickly return to the Yin-Yang Sect. The secret letter also mentioned that Venerable swallowed the moon has a treasure, that disciple has been away for many years. It was a demon cultivator, lest the elders would give him small shoes and bring something back to please him.
After calculating the time, that guy should return to Xiaoyang Mountain.
He also received news from the elder that he was going to kill everyone in the Yin-Yang Sect. Could it be that this was the fault? Cui Shaoxin thought deeply and did not say a word, and his confidants did not dare to ask a word.
"Keep an eye on Yazhou and Yuzhou. If the Gorefiend and his junior brother come back, they need to inform me immediately."
"Yes!"
This command is easy to understand.
- Who knows if the fire in the air will go to Shi Feng because of the smell of the same kind.
There are only two people in the entire cultivation world who have the innate samadhi fire. They are still brothers and sisters, and there is no competition.
This confidant thought immediately turned to the issue that the elders of the Aggregation Sect were worried about, but the goal was more obvious - the head of Cui was afraid that the blood demon would become more powerful and more threatening.
In fact, Cui Shaoxin turned around and closed the door and didn't ask any questions.
"You don't need to know how to deduce the secrets, you can guess if it's not a good thing." Cui Shaoxin excused himself to retreat, sitting in the cave and sneering, such a big cause and effect, whoever is involved is unlucky. He is a person who wants to soar, how can he be so stupid
In this way, the greedy, ghostly, and ulterior cultivators set foot on the scorched ruins.
The red sun was scorching hot, and within a few days of the disaster, the bodies buried in the rubble began to rot, and the smell in the small town became unpleasant.
Qu Hong almost found everyone's bodies.
The rough people were originally squatting at the gate of the city selling watermelons. The place was relatively empty. Most people were not killed by smashing, but fell into the cracks in the deep pit. Only then could they be rescued by Qu Hong in one breath. Still not alive.
There are not many people in the backyard of the security guard, but they are beyond recognition. It is difficult to distinguish who is who.
All the corpses were carried outside the city, found a solid ground (cracks everywhere), dug a shallow pit and buried them.
Not to mention erecting a stele, you can’t even build a dirt bag—everyone here is dead, so what’s the matter with a few more new graves? When those monks find this place, it will be troublesome to dig it up and see.
Chen He didn't say a word for several days.
It was only then that he persuaded in a low voice, "Master, let's go."
He and Shi Feng could not eat or drink, but Qu Hong had not yet fasted, so they quickly lost weight, their eyes were sunken, and they were exhausted. Only one pair of eyes remained clear and sharp.
"Little apprentice, sit down." Qu Hong said in a hoarse voice.
Chen He had to sit on the ground next to him and accompany him to see a flat ground where the corpse had just been buried.
There was a desolation all around, and the trees that had grown luxuriantly were all broken and cracked, leaving an open space.
"The world's affairs are always turbulent at unexpected times."
Qu Hong felt the air with his hand, and then realized that his cigarette rod had long been buried in the ruins.
He gave a wry smile and said to himself: "Every time I meet, I think it's a bad one."
— and worse yet to come.
This was not the most difficult catastrophe Nan Hongzi faced in his life, but it was the most powerless.
"Who will avenge these mortals? They are already dead, they can't find the way of heaven, and they can't ask the fate of yin and yang." Qu Hong closed his eyes, and then asked the first sentence about air fire, "How did it come out? "
Chen He was about to speak when he suddenly saw a group of monks coming from a distance.
Shi Feng calmly used the concealment spell, and the group of monks approached without seeing him.
Everyone carried a large urn in his hand and complained as he walked, "Venerable Xiang really knows how to take advantage of people, isn't he just taking over the power of Venerable Huanjian? Isn't it great that Mo Xiu is an official in the imperial court, and he actually sent people to block all directions. On the way to here, if you want to come in, you have to work for them by the way!"
As he spoke, he tilted the mouth of the urn toward the ruins and poured out a red liquid.
There was an unpleasant smell of medicine in the air.
"The power of Venerable Xiang is in the imperial court, and it is understandable to value this matter. Forget it, if there is a plague, many mortals will die, and our life will not be easy."
A few monks finished their work so-so, and finally walked away complaining all the way.
"The true fire of Samadhi is so powerful. It would be great if we could find the person who survived the day in Xiaoyang Mountain. Maybe we can know what happened. Did the fire in the sky recognize the owner..."