Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 626
"The sandstorm is coming!"

The lonely musicians in the welcoming pavilion ran into the inn in a panic, while the good-for-nothings were busy looking out.

The sky suddenly darkened, and only the south could see a ray of light.

People were pressing their messy hair, and the sound of the wind tearing the wine streamers was heard in their ears, and the soil was not very good, and dust was raised on the ground, like a yellow mist.

The hoarse strings in the strong wind were heavy and chaotic, and a young man shouted to the red rope man in the pavilion, "Come back quickly, it's dangerous outside!"

The elder beside him held his shoulder and shook his head, "Don't worry about it."

The young man didn't realize that the person was a man, so he said with a feeling of pity and pity, "That's a mortal, who was hit by a sandstorm and would be maimed even if he didn't die. Why don't we let her come back."

"Hey, she is not an ordinary person, she is a sinner, a sinner trapped here by a peerless powerhouse."

The young man was startled, and wanted to ask more questions, but he saw the cold eyes of his elders, and turned to look at other people. Either he was secretive, or he didn't want to get to the bottom of it, or he was used to it.The young man fell silent knowingly.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the blackness is thicker in the north, and the wind and sand are gathering up the city wall, and it is pressing towards this side!
People took a breath, "This sandstorm must be hundreds of kilometers away!"

"Quick! It's about to come over, let the store owner activate the protective formation!"

When the protective formation was activated, the doors and windows were closed, and the inn was sealed up with great power.

Although the inn was sheltered, it didn't prevent them from hearing the sound outside. The sound was like a irrational beast destroying the vegetation, hills, and houses wantonly.

"He Lao, how is it?"

Beside the table covered by the guards, there were not only young people, but also an old man in a long gown. This old man had a gray beard and hair, and his expression was serious. "Let me do the divination again."

Qi Huan waited quietly, he had already witnessed He Lao's ability, so he would not lose confidence in him at all because He Lao was unable to determine the place of opportunity again and again this time.

Worry is certain, and He Lao is so uncertain, which shows that this chance will have a great impact. There are so many things involved, it is difficult to make a conclusion.

Teng Teng Teng, a person came down from upstairs, with a square head, big ears and beard, wearing a tiger-striped leather armor and a big robe, the shop owner rushed forward, "Third Master, you are here."

Except for some ignorant monks, the rest of the people bowed their hands and greeted him one after another.

Without him, this third master is the real owner of the inn here, one of the most famous monks in the Northwest, and even a strong man in the realm of life and death.

The third master nodded to everyone, and stopped at Qi Huan's table, "Mr. Jingyao, how come you come here when you have time?"

"Senior was joking, this place is rich in minerals and outstanding people, so how can it be said that it is dilapidated."

The third master laughed a few times, "My lord, you are being polite. It just so happens that the two chiefs of the Batuo and Wan tribes were drinking on it. Why don't we go have a drink together."

Qi Huan was in a heavy mood. Not long after he came to the Frozen Wilderness, his identity was discovered by a local monk. It seems that this place is also very well-informed about Nanfeng Continent.

"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders." He went upstairs with the third master, wanting to see what kind of medicine the third master sold in his gourd.

As soon as they went up, the lobby suddenly became lively several times.

"Is he really the son of Nanfeng Continent?"

"This encounter is unusual, is it because of the ruins?"

"Hey, I saw several extraordinary people today. In addition to the foreign powerhouses who settled here, the powerhouses from the aboriginal tribes also showed up."

Zhan Changfeng, a newcomer, couldn't understand what they were talking about at all, and they seemed to be avoiding taboos, saying every word very vaguely.

But soon, the person who sent the message came.

The leader couple of the caravan finished their meal with the fellows, and when they were about to pay the bill, they found that Zhan Changfeng had paid for them, so he came over to thank him.

On Zhan Changfeng Road, they protected them from the attack of ferocious beasts and the pursuit of robbers. The leader and his wife were willing to make friends and opened a room for her to rest. But she paid for their food, and the food in the wasteland is very expensive. , This meal will cost more than 100 middle-grade spirit stones.

"Thank you for your hospitality." The leader did not refuse to argue with her, but thanked her heartily.

"Just reciprocate, no need to thank you." Zhan Changfeng invited the leader and his wife to sit down and have a cup of tea, and asked, "I'm new here, and I don't know a lot about things. I would like to ask you, is there anything special about this sandstorm? How do you feel about it? All monks are waiting for it?"

The leader couple looked at each other and said with a smile, "Actually, this is not a secret to the locals."

"It is said that there is a cave in the Longxi Corridor, which was the residence of a peerless strong man thousands of years ago. After the great power fell, he left a sentence saying, 'The black wind destroys the world's ancient buildings and opens'."

"It's strange to say that the Longxi Corridor is a bit deserted, but there were very few sandstorms in the past. Since the fall of the peerless powerhouse, this sandstorm has come every so often. Because of this, everyone thinks that when the sandstorm comes, the cave sky There will be traces."

"It's a pity that it has been thousands of years, and no trace of the cave has been found until now. Some people say that the focus is on the 'black wind destroying the world'. The previous sandstorm was not strong enough. I don't see any caves. Ancient buildings, maybe it's just a group of people thinking about chance. Crazy people make it up themselves."

The leader and his wife explained the purpose of a room full of monks as if they were telling interesting stories.

Zhan Changfeng thought back to the moment when he entered the Longxi Corridor. Maybe there really was a cave where the strong lived. The person tied with the red rope in the guest pavilion was trapped here by a peerless powerhouse, could it be that he has lived for a thousand years?"

"No one knows the name of the peerless strong man. They only know that he is very strong. As for the man, we don't know, but there are rumors that he is not a human, but a demon. Anyway, he can't step out of that pavilion, and he has no cultivation. Because, is to live a long time."

Over there, He Lao who was beside Qi Huan also heard the news from the local monks that "the ancient building was destroyed by the black wind" and his eyes were shining brightly.
The inn shook like a child who had been pushed and shoved.

The third master said, "The formation is broken, I will repair it, and I will ask a few people to help!"

As the leaders of the powerful tribes in the northwest, Batuo Shende and Wan Gu should not be underestimated in their strength, they are both strong in the realm of life and death.

The inn is the place to stay at the moment, and everyone can understand the pros and cons, and the two of them didn't hesitate at all, and they made a move without hesitation.

I saw Batuo Shende's handprint formulas changing, with him as the origin, the semicircular light film rippled away like water, seeping into the beams of the wall, the vibration of the inn was suddenly reduced, and the ability to withstand pressure doubled.

At the same time, Wan Gu took out a round mirror surrounded by two dragons. The mirror was suspended in the air, and the brilliance was as if there were dragons singing softly.

This is her famous weapon, the Dragon Mirror.

This mirror has the effect of deterring all things visible and intangible. Under the soft chant, natural disasters will not invade, and the inn has completely stabilized.

Because of this change, no matter what they were doing, they all gathered in the lobby. They looked up at the Longyin Mirror, which can reflect reality within a thousand miles, but at this moment, nothing but groggy is in the mirror.

"Oh my god, this sandstorm is more than a thousand miles away, it is clearly ten thousand miles!"

"I actually encountered a black storm!"

"What to do with this, I can only hope that it will end soon!"

So what if you have power, so what if you become a monk. In the final analysis, you have not separated from people, and even if you cannot avoid man-made disasters, how can you call it a natural disaster.

Ordinary sandstorms are okay, but who made them encounter a black storm with bad luck, where the rivers and rivers dried up and the black storm wiped out all traces of people!

People couldn't help but fix their eyes on Batuoshende and Wan Gu, the two strong men in the life and death realm, seeking some comfort.

Batuo Shende and Wan Gu couldn't hide their smiles, Black Storm, it's Black Storm!

Finally waited!
(End of this chapter)