Feng Qingyan headed west in the late spring, hurriedly crossing the Northland and arriving at the Loess Plateau.
The terrain of the Loess Plateau is high in the northwest and low in the southeast. It decreases in waves from northwest to southeast. After long-term strong erosion by flowing water, it has gradually formed a special scene of thousands of ravines and fragmented terrain.
"Sir, this is the Loess Plateau? It's so spectacular!"
Jiu Ge was amazed.
Feng Qingyan opened the curtain, looked at it for a while, and then said with a smile: "The Loess Plateau has a vast area, deep soil, and complex landforms. However, water and soil erosion is quite serious, which is rare in the world. Moreover, every winter when the northwest wind prevails,
In the spring, strong winds will rise suddenly, flying sand and rocks, and dust will block the sun..."
Just as Feng Qingyan finished speaking, he saw a strong wind blowing on the Loess Plateau.
Suddenly the sky and the earth turned yellow and misty.
"Sir, this strong wind comes at random, and it also carries yellow sand and mud." When Jiuge saw it, he immediately used the power of the mountain god to carve out a windless road out of the yellow and misty strong wind.
"This is the reason why the Loess Plateau is so vast and sparsely populated."
Feng Qingyan sighed.
However, they did not stop and continued heading northwest.
Sitting on the shaft of the carriage, Jiuge marveled at the Loess Plateau. It seemed that for the first time he discovered that the sky was so far away and the mountains were so high...
The sight of thousands of ravines on the Loess Plateau is truly spectacular.
Feng Qingyan was also amazed in his heart.
However, it is a very harsh living environment for the people living on the Loess Plateau.
"Sir, are you going to Othello City?"
Jiuge asked curiously.
Although he knew that his husband was heading to the West, he did not know where he was going.
"no."
Feng Qingyan's eyes fell on the black pottery flowerpot. The flower on the other side was still pointing to the west, but he did not go straight to the west, but turned to the northwest. He is now basically certain that the two taboos were born in Kutuo Heaven...
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Tianbi Mountain is so high that no bird can fly over it.
But for a great Confucian or a great sage, this height can be easily overcome.
Tianbi Mountain cannot be crossed, not because it is as high as the sky wall, but because there is a boundary barrier on Tianbi Mountain.
Even great sages cannot cross it.
This so-called boundary wall barrier is actually a barrier formed by the laws of Kutuo Heaven and Zhou Tianxia being incompatible, resulting in violent law fluctuations.
Feng Qingyan didn't try it, and he didn't think he was the son of destiny.
The Great Sage cannot cross it, but he can cross it.
He could only take a detour to the northwest.
Although there is an indescribable boundary barrier in the eternal darkness at the northwest end, it is not as strong, stable, and insurmountable as the boundary barrier in Tianbi Mountain.
If you are lucky enough.
There is still a great chance to find a weak boundary barrier.
Although Feng Qingyan does not think that he is the son of destiny, he feels that his luck is still good enough and he has a great chance of finding a weak barrier.
As for the eternal night at the northwest end and the extreme cold, it is nothing to him. In fact, it is not unbearable for a literati at the level of literature and art, but the time cannot be too long.
With him here, he can naturally protect Jiuge and Qingmang without having to worry too much.
in a blink.
More than ten days have passed.
The oxcart finally walked out of the Loess Plateau and entered the Western Region, which was beyond the reach of Zhou Tianxia.
Once upon a time, the territory of the Western Regions was also under the rule of the Shang world and the first generation of human kings of the Zhou world. However, after the first generation of human kings disappeared, the princes of the Zhou world fought against each other and conquered each other, and were unable to take care of the Western Regions...
Over time.
When the Zhou Dynasty was unable to take care of the various ethnic groups in the Western Region, they also killed and conquered each other, eventually forming thirty-six kingdoms, large and small.
Such as Xiaowan Kingdom, Xiye Kingdom, Gumo Kingdom, Cheshi Kingdom, etc.
The thirty-six countries in the Western Regions, whether they are big or small, are all small countries to the world of Zhou.
A large country has a population of only a few hundred thousand and an army of tens of thousands.
On the other hand, a small country has a population of tens of thousands and an army of less than a thousand.
Nothing to worry about.
In fact, the most important thing is that the princes of the Zhou Dynasty don't look down on the Western Region at all, so what are they doing to conquer it?
high population?
Is the land fertile?
Or is it rich in treasures?
The territory of the Western Region is extremely cold and hot, with thick snow and solid ice, and the sky is full of wind and sand.
Both the environment and the climate are extremely harsh and unsuitable for people around the world to survive.
Moreover, we are separated by the Loess Plateau with thousands of ravines.
If a country must use its strength to climb mountains and cross tens of thousands of miles of rivers to conquer thirty-six countries in the Western Regions, it would be better to defeat the neighboring countries first.
Neighboring countries have small populations?
The land is not fertile?
If we really want to conquer the thirty-six countries in the Western Region, it will only happen after we unify the world.
At this moment, Feng Qingyan walked into the Western Region and saw a round sunset, close to the ridge at the end of the desert, and the earth was darkened with a layer of deep red.
Look from afar.
The desert waves holding the setting sun seemed to have solidified, like a sleeping sea.
At this time, Jiu Ge was a little stunned, and then he suddenly walked out of the oxcart and jumped into the yellow sea: "Wow, what a big sea of sand! So beautiful, so beautiful..."
Feng Qingyan smiled and asked Qing Mang to stop. He also came to the endless yellow sand and stared at the sunset at the end of the sand sea...
So beautiful indeed!
"Sir, will you spend the night in the sea of sand tonight?"
Jiuge said with eyes full of longing.
Feng Qingyan glanced around and nodded: "That's fine."
"yeah--"
Jiuge screamed excitedly and jumped up in the sea of sand.
Jumping from one sand dune to another like a child, Feng Qingyan couldn't help but feel very good.
When the sun sets completely and the sky becomes dark.
Jiuge came back from the distant sand dunes, looked at the surrounding terrain, and began to control the yellow sand to build a house.
Yes, it is a sand house.
The sand wall is extremely strong and will never collapse.
As a mountain god, Jiuge can naturally control mountains and soil. Controlling yellow sand to build a sand house is nothing at all.
"Sir, the house is ready."
Jiuge said happily.
Feng Qingyan smiled, walked into the large sand house, and then took out water and food from the scroll. When he was preparing to go to Kutuotian, he had already prepared a lot of food and water, as well as some daily necessities.
wait.
Jiuge quickly controlled the sand to generate tables, etc.
When the two of them finished their dinner, they went to the yellow sand to enjoy the night view. Jiu Ge was still lying on the yellow sand and looking at the bright starry sky.
The starry sky at this moment is both very far and very close, and the stars are particularly shining.
Feng Qingyan stood on a sand dune, looking at the night in the distance. The cold night wind blew by, lifting his white clothes.
The sound of hunting.
The long hair is also flying.
Yellow sand flew all over the sky instantly, blocking the bright starry sky.
"Jiuge, Qingmang, be careful, there's a sandstorm coming." Feng Qingyan looked away to remind Jiuge and Qingmang, lest Jiuge and Qingmang take it to heart and get into an accident.
"Sandstorm?"
Jiuge suddenly jumped out and came to a sand dune.
At this moment, he was stunned and saw a huge black wall of wind and sand flying towards him in the night sky in the distance, like a black and majestic mountain crashing towards him.
"Is this a sandstorm?"
Qing Mang came to the sand dune with some curiosity.
After all, they are not ordinary people, and they are more interested in sandstorms than afraid.
Huhu——
The wind is getting stronger and stronger now, and can stir up rocks and sand.
As more and more dust flew into the sky, the dense dust covered the sky, blocking the bright starry sky.
Even during the day, it's like night.
At this time, Feng Qingyan stood still on the sand dune. Gradually, his white clothes stopped flying and his long hair stopped flying, falling down as if there was no wind.
A gentleman is as immovable as a mountain.
It is like a needle that fixes the sea of sand.
No matter how terrifying the sandstorm is at this moment, it still cannot shake Feng Qingyan. Moreover, the surrounding sand sea seems to have invisible power, and not a grain of yellow sand is visible...
This made Jiuge and Qingmang secretly surprised.
What power is this?
They didn't feel the slightest fluctuation in Feng Qingyan's literary energy, or even any fluctuation in power.
This made them extremely curious.
"Sir, what kind of power is this? Why is it that there is no fluctuation of literary energy, but it can stabilize the surrounding sea of sand and not lift a single grain of yellow sand?"
Jiuge couldn't help but ask.
"Well, the gentleman is as immobile as a mountain, which can be regarded as the power of will." Feng Qingyan said with a smile, "The gentleman is immobile, like a mountain; when he moves, he is like thunder." When he finished speaking, he suddenly flew up and the world was like a thunder.
The sound of rolling thunder suddenly appeared, and the terrifying sandstorm was torn apart in the blink of an eye.
This made Jiu Ge a little stunned.
And at this time.
A voice fell from the night sky.
"Jiuge, Qingmang, you wait here, I will come back as soon as I go."
In the night.
Feng Qingyan flew towards the sand sea on the left.
Although he used his noble will to tear up the surrounding sandstorms, the sandstorms came overwhelmingly and it was impossible to tear up the entire sandstorm in the sea.
He just tore up the sandstorms that were dozens of miles away.
And not long after, the sandstorm came again.
"Where are you going, sir?"
Jiuge asked loudly.
"Save people."
Seal Qingyan Road.
The figure instantly appeared several miles away.
And at night, the terrifying sandstorm covers an unknown number of hundreds of miles, and may even reach thousands of miles.
The wind and sand swallow up everything.
Hundreds of miles away from Feng Qingyan, a caravan that was spending the night was terrified and was holding on to the running camels.
The tent that was pitched earlier had already been blown away by the strong wind.
There were also many people who were buried by the sand wall-like wind or simply blown away by the wind and sand.
"Hurry up and connect them with the rope."
Someone drank loudly.
But at this moment, the wind and sand were so terrifying that when I opened my mouth, I was filled with a mouthful of sand and dust, even with a face towel, I couldn't stop it.
The yellow sand is like an arrow.
The slap on the face was extremely painful.
It would be fine if it was just yellow sand, but there are also gravels in the windy sand, which can make people bleed.
Many people couldn't bear it and could only lie on the yellow sand.
But in the blink of an eye, he was buried by the flying sand wall.
In the caravan, many people were low-level warriors or literati, but they still could not withstand such a terrifying sandstorm.
"This sandstorm is too terrifying and cannot be resisted."
Someone shouted in despair.
"Hold on!"
A businessman who seemed to be a scribe shouted.
At this moment, he is working hard to move backwards in the wind and sand, using ropes to reconnect the scattered camels. However, even a scribe-level person cannot sustain it for long in such a terrifying sandstorm.
This sandstorm is indeed too terrifying.
It's a rare encounter once in ten years.
Puff!
Pieces of gravel as big as fists hit the body, and even the bones in the body were broken. But the surrounding yellow sand was endless, and there was no place to hide from the sandstorm...
Among this caravan, the one with the highest realm is just the scribe realm.
A true man of letters.
Who would want to go into business?
In Zhou Tianxia, as long as they are scribes, they will receive very good treatment. Who would go into business?
Besides, we are still traveling in the Western Regions.
Therefore, these business scribes or warriors were basically trained by powerful families or big families.
His status is not high and his strength is not very strong.
And it’s very difficult to get promoted again.
Among the caravans traveling in the Western Regions, caravans with the scribe and warrior levels may often be seen, but the scribe and martial artist levels are very rare.
The Wenxiang and Military General levels are even rarer, unless important items need to be transported.
The leader of this caravan is a middle-aged man in his forties. Although he does not look strong, he exudes a powerful aura.
The skin is very dark and the lips are a little chapped.
He is a scribe, but on the surface he does not look like a scribe, but rather like a Jedi Knight.
A caravan of hundreds of people was blown away at this moment.
How many people were buried?
This sandstorm was the largest and most terrifying sandstorm he had encountered during his more than 20 years of traveling in the Western Regions. Even though he was a scribe, he felt powerless.
Although most of the goods were hidden in the scroll behind him, he felt that he might not be able to get out of the sandstorm and would be buried under the sand.
Look at this sandstorm coming all over the place, I'm afraid it won't pass in the blink of an eye.
If it goes by in the blink of an eye.
He can still support it.
However, he couldn't think too much at this time, so he could only save people frantically, hoping to save every one he could.
call out--
The ropes were thrown out one by one to pull back the people who were blown up into the sky.
puff!
But just halfway through pulling it back, the rope suddenly broke.
He could only watch helplessly as the person was blown away. He didn't know where he was blown away and whether he could survive.
Don't call it a human being at this moment, even the camel is blown up to the sky.
A string of them.
ah--
He yelled.
At this moment, he was the only one left in the caravan of hundreds of people.
However, the sandstorm still has no tendency to stop. Instead, it is becoming more and more terrifying, as if it will tear the world apart.
Just when he was in despair.
A figure in white appeared in the night sky.
It was Feng Qingyan who came after hearing the sound. At this moment, he was hanging motionless in mid-air, and the gentleman's momentum suddenly spread like a tide.
But in an instant, it spread for dozens of miles.
A gentleman is as immovable as a mountain!
At this moment, he was like a majestic mountain, standing quietly in the night sky, suppressing the yellow sand all over the sky.
The sandstorm was suppressed.
rustle--
Yellow sand fell like rain, making a rustling sound.
The wind has stopped, the sand has stopped, and it seems that the terrifying sandstorm has disappeared.
The middle-aged man was overjoyed at this moment.
"Ha ha--"
He couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.
He survived such a terrifying sandstorm.
Help!
He suddenly came to his senses, and rushed to dig through the sand to save the person. It was not long now, he should still be breathing, and the person could still be saved...
As for those who are blown away, they can only hope for themselves.
He was digging sand like crazy.
Soon after, he had already dug out several people.
Although he was dying, he would be able to survive as long as he rested for a while. He quickly took out water from the scroll and gave several people two or three sips, and even after choking, he came back to life.
"Hurry and save people."
The middle-aged man shouted and continued to dig sand.
However, some were buried too deep in the Yellow Sea, and some he could not remember their locations.
It was night now, not day. Even if he was a scribe, he couldn't remember everything clearly. Besides, the situation was critical at that time. How could he remember everything clearly?
In just a few moments, he summoned more than twenty people.
But there are still more than eighty people.
At least half of it was buried under the nearby Yellow Sea, and the other half was blown to an unknown location.
"What are you doing standing there, not going to save people?"
The middle-aged man shouted angrily.
He was frantically digging through the sand to save others, but the others were looking at the night sky like a fool.
"Chen, Mr. Chen, look at the sky..."
A muscular man pointed at the white-clothed figure in the sky and stuttered.
At this moment, they saw a motionless figure in white hanging in the night sky, but it felt like a majestic mountain. It seemed that the figure in white had transformed into a majestic mountain, blocking the sandstorm for them.
The middle-aged man looked at it angrily, but was suddenly stunned.
He saw that it was indeed the white-clothed figure that blocked the sandstorm, calming the sand sea for dozens of miles like a sea-fixing needle...
It is precisely because of the existence of the figure in white.
Only then will the wind and sand stop.
At first, he thought the sandstorm was so terrifying, but it suddenly stopped, and he was very happy.
Logically speaking, such a terrifying sandstorm should not stop so quickly...
But he was in a hurry to save people and didn't think much about it.
There is no time to look at the sky.
The most important thing is that the white-clothed figure who suppressed the sandstorm did not emit the slightest breath fluctuation.
How does this make people feel?
That's why middle-aged people are stunned, wondering how the figure in white in the night sky can suppress such a terrifying sandstorm?
The figure in white is motionless, like a mountain thousands of miles away.
Grind it!
At this moment, the figure in white clothes in the night sky deeply shocked everyone.
The middle-aged man was even more horrified, unable to imagine what kind of terrifying existence there was in the night sky.
Without exerting any force, the terrifying sandstorm was suppressed.
Can this great sage do it?
He was just a marginal scribe and didn't know much about it, but he thought it was unlikely.
And at this time.
Feng Qingyan called Jiuge and Qingmang.
"Jiuge, hurry up and save people, there should be many people buried under the yellow sand." Feng Qingyan did not move, still hanging in the night sky, suppressing the terrifying sandstorm.
"Okay sir."
Jiuge immediately closed his eyes to sense the breath of life under the Yellow Sea, and then controlled the yellow sand to bring up the buried person.
Qing Mang ran around to see if there was anyone else around.
When a person was sent up by the yellow sand, everyone suddenly came back to their senses and went to pour water on their companions or pinch them.
"Chen Shuo, I would like to pay my respects to Mr. Sir and thank him for saving my life."
At this moment, the middle-aged man bowed respectfully to Feng Qingyan in the night sky.
"You're welcome, Mr. Chen."
Feng Qingyan smiled calmly.
And at this time.
Jiuge rescued more and more people, but several people could never be found and might have been blown hundreds of miles away.
The desert is too big and difficult to find.
Even Jiuge was powerless at this time. After all, it was not his burial mountain and he could not monitor every move within a hundred miles.
Even if you are willing to spend time looking for it, you are afraid that you will die when you find it.
"Let's go."
Feng Qingyan pondered for a while and said.
Jiuge didn't say anything, just nodded to everyone and left.
At this moment, Chen Shuo and others have not yet come to their senses. They were deeply shocked by Jiu Ge's rescue speed. Who is this handsome young man with delicate features, red lips and white teeth? How did he know that there was someone under the yellow sand? And
, or the yellow sand will be delivered automatically...
However, when Feng Qingyan was leaving, he spit out the word "town".
This word "town" is not very powerful, but it is enough to withstand sandstorms.
So at this moment, everyone saw the word "Zhen" as tall as a person hanging in the night sky.
The word "Suppression" did not release the slightest aura, nor any aura of power fluctuations, but it suppressed the terrifying sandstorm, shocking Chen Shuo and others.
"Could it be that the savior is the writer?"
Someone asked curiously.
"It's not like that."
"If it's not a writer, then what is it?"
"It's strange. Although the sandstorm was suppressed, no breath came out at all. How did you do this?"
Everyone can't understand.
"By the way, what's the name of your benefactor?" someone asked suddenly, and then became a little anxious, "May I ask your benefactor's name?"
There was no response in the darkness.
Chen Shuo came to his senses, slapped himself hard, and hurried after him.
But in the night, where is the figure in white?
And at this time.
Feng Qingyan walked step by step through the night.
Although sandstorms are still raging around the world, Feng Qingyan is as stable as a rock, suppressing the yellow sand for dozens of miles in radius.
The wind and sand are raging around the world, and he is tempering his power as a gentleman.
A gentleman is as immovable as a mountain.
Town Wanli!
He is trying to fight against the sandstorm that is raging across thousands of miles of yellow sand.
If it was just a sandstorm, he could crush it in an instant, but if it was a sandstorm thousands of miles away, he couldn't resist it now.
Fortunately, the sandstorm that spread thousands of miles away could not gather momentum.
However, in Feng Qingyan's heart, the sandstorm thousands of miles away has a powerful force, a force of heaven and earth.
If the sandstorm has no power, it will be impossible to fight against him, and he will not be able to temper his power as a gentleman through the thousands of miles of sandstorm.
Some things can be done without thinking about them.
There are some things that you would never think of unless you encounter a special situation.
For example, right now.
Feng Qingyan has never thought about tempering his gentlemanly power, nor does he know that his gentlemanly power can still be used in this way.
It is precisely because of the arrival of sandstorms.
Only then will he have a flash of inspiration.
Otherwise, he would never realize that a gentleman is as motionless as a mountain and as moving as thunder.
This is a very rare opportunity.
It can be used to temper a gentleman's ability to remain motionless like a mountain and hold down thousands of miles.
He feels that a gentleman who is as immovable as a mountain and can control thousands of miles is very domineering and very useful...
He felt that one day, when he appeared on the battlefield, enemies hanging in the air would fall like raindrops.
And it controls the territory of thousands of miles, and no one can resist.
This move is indeed very domineering, and may be incorporated into "Sitting and Discussing the Tao" as the third chapter.
As for the verbal confrontation in Chapter 2, only the word "kill" is needed, no extra moves are needed.
The word-killing technique is equally overbearing.
Night sky.
Feng Qingyan walked away step by step.
On the yellow sand, Qing Mang was pulling an ox cart while looking up at the figure in white.
Jiuge sat on the carriage shaft, holding his chin in his hands.
Do not know why.
He suddenly wanted to put on a beautiful dress and dance in the sand, preferably under the moonlight...
But sir will not agree.
Annoying.
Hmm hmm...
I want to wear beautiful dresses more and more, what should I do?
what to do?
Jiu Ge felt itchy in his heart.
At this moment, he saw his husband walking in the night sky, his expression extremely focused, as if he was forgetting everything else.
Sir, you won't notice, right?
Certainly not.
The gentleman should be training a gentleman to be as immovable as a mountain.
He glanced at Qing Mang.
Qing Mang doesn't talk too much, and besides, I only wear it in the car, not out...
So, he immediately returned to the bullock cart and took out several sets of beautiful dresses from his scroll. But after choosing over and over again, he didn't know which set of clothes to wear. After all, every set of clothes was different.
So beautiful, it was specially made by him...
Wear each outfit for a while?
Jiu Ge thought so and immediately smiled.
When he picked up a set of matching red and white dresses, he quickly put them on, then took out the rouge, gouache, mirror, eyebrow pencil, etc., and began to concentrate on makeup.
After putting on makeup, he looked in the mirror for a long time, his eyes filled with peach blossoms.
He was so beautiful by himself.
"Jiu Ge, you are so beautiful..."
Shortly after.
Jiuge quietly opened the car curtain and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his husband was still walking in the night sky, seemingly still in a state of forgetfulness.
At this moment, he put on a beautiful dress and put on the most beautiful makeup.
So he couldn't hold it any longer in the car.
You must dance to a song!
He looked at the night sky again, and finally decided to come out and dance on the yellow sand under the moonlight.
When he walked out of the bullock cart, Qing Mang didn't pay attention at all and kept looking at the figure in white in the night sky.
"Jiu Ge, your superior is as immovable as a mountain. He is getting more and more powerful. He has suppressed a radius of hundreds of miles..."
Qing Mang said as he walked.
And at this time.
Jiuge appeared quietly on a sand dune. After looking at the figure in white in the night sky and the cold moonlight, he couldn't control the excitement in his heart and slowly jumped up.
His dance is very gentle...
It's like an elf dancing under the moon, and like a beautiful girl weeping and complaining.
All Qing Mang's thoughts were focused on the figure in white in the night sky, and he didn't even pay attention to Jiu Ge or the dancing figure on the sand dunes in the distance.
Jiuge dances faster and faster, and the more he dances, the sadder he becomes.
He dances gracefully, like an elf dancing, making the moon eclipse.
But no one in the audience was watching.
Moreover, the husband would not agree, let alone sit in the audience like the audience, applauding him, and be fascinated by his dancing...
"Nine songs?"
Qing Mang called out several times, but when he didn't hear Jiuge's response, he looked back.
I just happened to see a beautiful girl dancing on the yellow sand under the moon on the sand dune in the distance behind me, which made the green cow's eyes widen.
Meijiao Niang is very beautiful.
However, at the second glance, it recognized that it was Jiu Ge...
It was really frightened by Jiu Ge.
Could it be that Jiu Ge is a woman and just dresses like a boy all the time?
It shouldn't be.
Qing Mang frowned.
After a while, Jiuge finished the dance, feeling extremely happy, but it was a pity that the husband was not in the audience.
so.
He has always had a wish, that is, to see his husband in the audience and applaud him.