Chapter Nineteen Great Famine

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In the vast wilderness of deep clouds, not even an inch of grass grows, not an inch of wood grows!

The Ice King looked at the desolate scene in front of him, and not only looked back at the vaguely outline of Yunzhou City thousands of miles away.

"It's so desolate? Hasn't this place always been called the 'Prosperous City'?"

There was a hint of doubt in the Ice King's expression.

The sword master also nodded slightly, "Yeah, I didn't expect that there is such a large wasteland not far from the prosperous city that is rumored in the world. This is really ironic."

On the side, Wu Kuang yawned without interest and looked at Long Zun, "Are you looking for the wrong place? Are you sure that place is right here?"

Long Zun nodded with certainty, "There should be nothing wrong. I judged it based on the words left by old man Tianji."

After hearing this, Wu Sheng nodded slightly, "If it is what the prophecy left by the old man points to, then it should not be wrong. Let's look for it more carefully."

Wu Kuang yawned again, "I'll look for you guys. I don't want to continue searching so blindly. Let's go."

After that, without waiting for anyone to react, he directly used the flying technique and disappeared from the spot.

Seeing this, Bing Wang couldn't help but curled his lips, "This old guy, he still hasn't gotten rid of his laziness after more than a hundred years!"

Wu Sheng was speechless.

Immediately, the five great saints began to scatter around the vast wilderness of clouds, their minds filled with thoughts, and they carefully searched for something in the wilderness inch by inch.

At the same time, on the other side of the Youyun Wilderness, a group of people also appeared.

There were about a dozen of them, and the leader was an old man with a hooked nose and white beard and hair. His eyes were dark and sharp, flashing with bursts of chilling light.

"According to the records on the Dragon Sealing Record, the specific location of the Dragon Sealing Palace seems to be in this area."

The hook-nosed old man looked at the wasteland in front of him and thought to himself.

Immediately, his eyes flashed with a sharp and cold gaze, and he turned back to look at the dozen people behind him, "Spread out and search carefully for me."

"Yes, Lord Seventh Ancestor!"

Everyone responded in unison, immediately got off their horses, and launched a carpet-like search in the vast wilderness.

The old man with a hooked nose, who was respected as the "Seventh Ancestor", reached into his arms and took out a scroll with a faint glow.

With a slight wave of his sleeve, the scroll rose into the air and opened with a sound.

There is no word on the scroll.

But the old man, looking at this scroll, fell into deep thought for a long time.

"According to what this picture indicates, the Dragon Sealing Palace should be nearby, but why can't it be found?"

"Could it be that the legend is true, that only their gatekeepers can find the Eight Holy Lands?"

"If this is the case, it seems that we must go to the city as soon as possible to join those little guys."

Thoughts flashed one by one like a revolving lantern, and the gloomy eyes of the old man with a hooked nose gradually brightened.

"That's right. If we really can't find it again this time, then we can go into the city and meet up with those little guys like Shi Dongji. I think we should be able to find it with the guidance of the gatekeeper's blood."

After making up his mind, the hook-nosed old man put away the Dragon Seal Record and quietly waited for his subordinates' reward.



"Ha... why are you looking for the Dragon Sealing Palace? That thing has been buried underground for so many years, why do you have to go so hard to find it? If you have that time, you might as well find someone to have a comfortable fight with."

Above the wilderness, a figure wandered lazily. It was Wu Kuang who had left Bing Wang and the others without authorization.

"Speaking of which, Bing Lao Gui's skills seem to have improved a lot. Let's discuss it with him another day."

Wu Kuang talked to himself, wandering aimlessly in this vast wilderness. He didn't know where he was going, and he didn't care where he was going.

All he cares about is fighting!

As long as you can fight, it doesn't matter where you go!

With this thought, he walked further and further into the wilderness, and suddenly, he stopped.

In front of him, a rainbow light suddenly fell from the sky and solidified into a vaguely familiar figure.

"You..." Wu Kuang paused slightly and looked at the person in front of him.

Black clothes, black boots, black bamboo hats... The familiar back and unfamiliar attire made Wu Sheng hesitate for a moment.

"You...who are you?"

"Wu Kuang, don't you even recognize me?" The visitor spoke with a rich and rough voice, which made Wu Kuang hesitate and suddenly startled!

"You...you?" Wu Kuang looked excited and pointed at the strange yet familiar figure in front of him, speechless.

At this moment, the visitor reached out and gently lifted a corner of the black hat that covered his face.

Suddenly, Wu Kuang's eyes widened and he was shocked!

"It's you!"

"It's me." The person replied calmly.

"You...you are finally back." Wu Kuang sighed slightly.

The person didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

"You... are finally back. It's great. Come on, come on, come on, come and fight me. Let me see if your skills have deteriorated over the years!" After sighing, Wu Kuang suddenly became excited and walked to the mysterious guest. In front of you, holding his hand, asking to fight.

The visitor seemed to have known that he would be like this, so he just smiled and rejected him.

"That's not okay. I came to see you today not to fight with you."

"No fight? Why did you come to me if you didn't fight?" Wu Kuang was stunned for a moment, and then he instantly became unhappy. Looking at his old friend in front of him, he lost his previous enthusiasm.

The visitor smiled bitterly.

"Okay, I really didn't come here to fight with you, but if you want to fight, I can take you to a place where there is a very good opponent."

Wu Kuang's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Oh? Really? You didn't lie to me?"

"When did I lie to you? Just tell me, do you want to leave?" the visitor asked.

"Let's go! Let's go now!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them transformed into shadows and disappeared.



Deep in the bamboo forest, the sound of the flute is melodious!

A figure in green clothes, rich and handsome, stands among the bamboo forest, holding a green jade bamboo flute, playing a piece of fairy music.

His expression was calm, but his eyes were vague and uncertain, as if he was waiting for someone to arrive.

After about half a stick of incense, there was a green glow in the sky.

The green light turned into a human figure with an ordinary face, standing next to Qing Yi.

It was the ordinary young man Muzi who rescued Chen Yutian and Xuan Xi in Liuxi Inn.

"Brother Qinglong, we haven't seen you for a long time!"

Muzi glanced at the man in green who was playing in the independent bamboo forest, and then smiled faintly.

The man in green, known as "Blue Dragon", slowly stopped playing and glanced at the person in front of him with the same smile, "Brother Baihu is very polite. I wonder how Brother Baihu has completed the task assigned by the leader?"

Muzi laughed and said confidently: "Haha... If I take action, you will be able to catch him."

Qinglong nodded slightly, then looked up at the sky, "That's good. The next step depends on what new instructions the leader has."

Bai Hu nodded slightly, but doubts flashed in his eyes.

"However, I don't quite understand the leader's thoughts. Judging from the movements of the Jiulong Mansion, they probably want to prevent the Futian Sect from opening the Dragon Sealing Palace. Logically speaking, their purpose is completely opposite to ours, and they should be enemies. But why does the leader , do you want us to save people?"

Qinglong shook his head slightly, "I don't understand this either, but I think the leader should have his own considerations!"

Bai Hu thought for a while and nodded, "Maybe."

Qinglong sighed softly, and then seemed to remember something, and said to Bai Hu: "By the way, when I was rescuing people, I heard some news."

"Oh. What news?"

"It's news about the descendants of the White Dragon Clan."

"oh?"

"It's a long story..." As he said this, Qinglong told Baihu the whole story. Baihu was shocked when he heard this!

"Is there such a thing? The descendants of the White Dragon Clan are the famous Bai family in the martial arts world?"

"Yes, I was shocked when I first heard it!" Qinglong nodded.

"This matter must be reported to the leader as soon as possible and let him make a decision." Bai Hu's expression became solemn, and then he clasped his fists at the man in Tsing Yi and said goodbye, "Qing Long, I will leave now and take my leave."

After that, he directly used the flying technique and disappeared...

"Sigh... I don't know if what I did is right or wrong?"

Qinglong sighed, turned around, and also turned into rainbow light and disappeared...



In the Youyun Wilderness, Wu Kuang, led by his old friend, came to a barren hill.

The two of them hid behind a bare boulder and watched the scene outside from a distance.

I saw a figure standing quietly in the far distance. It was the old man with a hooked nose who was waiting for his subordinates to report back.

"Did you see that person?" The old friend pointed at the figure in the distance and asked Wu Kuang.

Wu Kuang narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded.

"That is the opponent I found for you!" The visitor smiled.