Hanzhou, Black Devil Ridge
The cold and fierce north wind raged across the boundless land, kicking up sand, dust and falling snow, flying wildly between the sky and the earth.
Thousands of miles of black soil and gravel everywhere were buried under the thick snow, leaving only the undulating white mountains, like cemeteries, cold and desolate.
"The clouds are low and it's dusk, and the snow is dancing in the wind."
Zhao Beiqing, the master of the Selection Hall of the Demon Control Hall, stood on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance, and couldn't help but recite this poem.
"Puch!" A clear female laughter came from behind:
"When will senior brother be able to recite poems correctly? With such talent, it would be a pity not to take the first prize in the mortal world!"
Zhao Beiqing turned around with a smile and looked at the woman in front of him: "I don't have this ability. This poem was written one year when I was celebrating the New Year in Shuoyang, and it happened to be snowing heavily in Baiyun Mountain. I heard it recited by your little stone, and I thought it was quite meaningful. I just remembered it.”
This woman is none other than Taoist Master He Jing. But seeing her dressed in white, she seemed to blend in with the world. There is a white ribbon tied around her slender waist, her chest is plump, and her legs are straight, making her look heroic and majestic.
She just heard a sigh and said in surprise: "I know that Little Stone can tell stories, but I didn't expect that he could recite such a realistic poem. I don't know where he read it."
"I am the reincarnation of Jin Dan Zhenren!" Zhao Beiqing said with a smile, but this sentence was replaced by a sound transmission.
"I was so suspicious before. After thinking about the many abnormalities in this child and the weird things in his mind in the past two years, I don't know anymore." Zhang Hejing shook his head and changed the topic:
"Senior brother, I have some good news for you. I just received a letter from Yue Yatou. She will be in seclusion in the next two days to attack the foundation."
"Really?" Zhao Beiqing raised his eyebrows, with a happy face, and suddenly looked angry:
"She wrote you a letter about such a good thing and didn't tell me, grandpa?"
"Haha, are you jealous? I raised Yue Yatou myself, so of course she is closer to me!" Zhang Hejing said proudly.
"Hmph!" Zhao Beiqing hummed, pretending to be dissatisfied, and then thought of something: "So, this guy named Yang has also reached the seventh level of Qi training and has reached perfection?"
"Yes." Zhang Hejing nodded: "Yue'er also opened up the last seven wood-type heavenly veins, and then went to retreat."
She had tried the Five Elements Mending Heaven Scripture with the other party many years ago in Zhao Town, so Zhao Beiqing knew the progress of this technique very well.
"Hmph!" Zhao Beiqing snorted heavily.
Although he didn't object to Zhao Yue'er and Yang Zhen being together, he couldn't help but feel resentful that his cute and well-behaved granddaughter was taken over by a brat.
For a moment, he was a little uninterested and didn't want to speak. He turned around and cast his gaze to the sky above his head.
In the pale sky, a dim and yellow sun hung alone. On the lower left side of it, there is a long crack, as if the world has been cut open -
Ugly and glaring!
Demonic Cloud Crack!
Now the length of this crack has reached 350 feet. Although it is far away, it seems to be no more than a foot in size. However, if you watch carefully, you can see that black clouds and mist are constantly blowing back and forth.
It's the kind of demonic energy that makes people change their looks!
About every two-quarters of an hour, the crack will bulge slightly and then sink. In this moment, the demonic energy is constantly spitting out, and most of it is absorbed back, as if a person is breathing.
The remaining demonic energy seemed to be imprisoned by something, but it lingered around the crack instead of spreading to the surrounding areas.
"The frequency of fissures is 30% faster than three years ago." After a long time, Zhao Beiqing let out a long sigh.
You know, every time you exhale demonic energy, you may send a batch of monsters. The faster the frequency, the higher the probability of monsters appearing.
Zhang Hejing was silent. The joy he felt just now was already insignificant in the face of this harsh reality.
After a while, she consoled her: "We just had a big battle some time ago, so there won't be many monsters coming in the near future."
The battle she was talking about was exactly the battle that took place more than twenty days ago.
At that time, the rift sent three demon commanders, nineteen demon generals, and more than a hundred demon soldiers, which was the largest batch of demons this year.
The Demon Control Palace dealt with it calmly. First, the patrol team used formations to restrain them, and then Marshal Kuang arrived with a large number of reinforcements, and finally wiped out all these monsters without missing a single one.
The price paid was only three deaths and fifteen injuries. The three dead were all Foundation Establishment disciples. It was a great victory.
According to their observations over the years, after such a war involving the participation of a demon commander, the demon clan will generally remain silent for about half a year.
In other words, although the cracks are widening, the Demon Commander is still unable to come and go freely. Generally, a batch would come over only half a year, and the number would not exceed one palm.
"You still have to be careful." Zhao Beiqing warned, raised his head, and shouted down the mountain: "Vice Hall Master Feng!"
"Here are my subordinates!" A man in purple robes stepped out from beside a boulder.
This man's surname was Feng Ziyan, a third-level monk in the Zi Mansion. He looks to be in his thirties, with long eyebrows on his temples, eyes like cold stars, a smooth face, and a rather handsome appearance.
Zhao Beiqing said coldly: "Tell the brothers to prepare for camping. Arrange the personnel on duty and make sure there are no mistakes!"
"Yes!" Feng Ziyan responded loudly.
Their patrol team has a total of twenty-two people, led by two Zifu men, Zhao and Feng, and the rest are all foundation-building monks.
The mission is to patrol the Black Demon Ridge area and monitor the changes in the cracks in the Demon Cloud for ten days.
More than three years ago, the custom for patrolling Black Devil Ridge was to have a team of ten people, plus a leader or deputy leader. However, since Hall Leader Bai was ambushed and died, the number of patrols has increased to two teams, and the number of hall leaders leading the team has also increased to two.
His Highness Yu Mo has jurisdiction over four halls. In addition to the Selection Hall, there are also three halls: Shengjie, Hengchong, and Chiyan. Each class rotates every three months. July, August and September of this year will be the time to choose Fengtang.
There are a total of two hundred and twenty monks in Xuanfeng Hall. Except for the patrollers, everyone else lives in a castle a hundred miles away. There is a third-level low-grade spiritual vein in the castle, which can barely be used by these monks to practice meditation.
And if you survive these three months, you can return to the Demon Suppression Castle thousands of miles away to rest, which is safer and has more abundant cultivation resources.
However, in order to cope with emergencies, even in the Demon Suppression Castle, one is not allowed to take leave and go home at will. Especially high-level combat forces like Zi Mansion must be prepared for war at any time.
Therefore, in more than three years, Zhao Beiqing has never returned to Xuyang once.
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As for Feng Ziyan, after he agreed loudly, he was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked at the sky behind Zhao Beiqing.
Zhao Beiqing noticed something was wrong and turned around.
I saw a black cloud at the crack of the magic cloud, falling rapidly towards this side like a black meteorite!
"Demons!" Feng Ziyan exclaimed loudly!
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