Chapter 220 The crisis in the land of extreme flames
After mid-July, the sun was blazing and the earth seemed like a melting pot.
Although Dongluoguan is no longer bustling and noisy like it used to be with its new streets and alleys full of wine, the theater is still bustling with people and bustling.
Archways, pavilions, cloisters, screen walls, stages and other carved and painted buildings are impressive and full of fun.
On the archway in the center, there is a beautiful and elegant square table. On the table are placed rare fruit pastries, melon seeds and tea.
Zhao Qingmei was dressed in white and was sitting in the center, holding a handful of melon seeds in her hands and looking at the stage below with her beautiful eyes.
On the side were Duanmu Xinghua, Yu Qiurong, Mu Xiaoyun, Tan Yun and others.
"The Xie family's courtyard is still standing, and the swallows are on the carved beams. The monthly silver wall, if you don't distinguish the flowers, how can you distinguish the fragrance?"
"This feeling has become a memory of its own, like a lost couple. The rain has stopped and it is slightly cool. It was a dream eleven years ago."
As the music sounded, a young woman took small steps onto the stage. The opera singer's singing voice was sometimes excited, sometimes melodious, sometimes high, sometimes low. The ups and downs of the melody made people intoxicated.
Duanmu Xinghua gently clasped her fingers on the wooden table, gently echoing, and her mind couldn't help but think of all the glory of the past.
At that time, the Demon Sect was still at its peak and powerful in the world. It had three sects, four sects and five poisons under its command. At that time, the most powerful swordsmen in the world were not Lin Yiyang and Lou Xiangzhen, but the Sword God and the Sword Demon. At that time, the new emperor of Dayan came to the throne.
A few years later, when it was about to show its glory, the Hou Jin Dynasty was still in chaos and war, and it was not as unified as it is now.
Scenes of the past years appeared before our eyes, making masters like Duanmu Xinghua sigh inwardly.
The general trend of the world is as erratic as the clouds in the sky. Masters appear one after another. How can a person's life be powerless in the face of this rolling general trend?
"Master Duanmu, does it really sound good?"
After singing the song, Tan Yun, who was sitting next to Duanmu Xinghua, asked in a low voice.
To her, these obscure operas were just like what she had heard. She could sing them well but was far from immersed in them.
Feeling quite bored, she had already finished two plates of pastries.
Duanmu Xinghua chuckled lightly, "Life is just this opera. You finish singing and I will appear."
A bright light appeared in Zhao Qingmei's eyes, and she continued to eat the melon seeds in her hand.
Tan Yun chuckled and said, "What Master Duanmu said is too mysterious. It's like my master studying. No wonder my master also likes to listen to music."
Yu Qiurong glanced at Tan Yun angrily, "Can the music your master Li Fuzhou listens to be the same as this one?"
Mu Xiaoyun also laughed. Although she had never seen this demon sect, she had often heard about his romantic affairs. Now that she heard it from his beloved disciple, she found it quite interesting.
When Duanmu Xinghua heard this, he laughed and scolded: "You girl, are you planning your master like this?"
Tan Yun said seriously: "I didn't, what I told is the truth."
Zhao Qingmei said calmly: "This is indeed the truth, but don't say it again in the future."
When Tan Yun heard Zhao Qingmei, he quickly shrank his neck and did not dare to speak anymore.
Among the demon sect, the ones she fears most are Li Fuzhou and Zhao Qingmei. Li Fuzhou has a stern feeling, while Zhao Qingmei is afraid from the bottom of her heart.
Now that the leader has spoken, how can she dare to speak again?
Duanmu Xinghua touched Tan Yun's head. She had been very fond of Li Fuzhou's apprentice since she was a child, and she even liked him more than Zhao Qingmei.
A person who talks a lot of nonsense means that he has few worries and lives a happy and confused life. A person who talks a lot of nonsense means that he has a lot of worries and lives a depressed and sober life.
"Here."
At this time, Yu Qiurong handed the cake in front of her to Tan Yun.
Tan Yun's eyes lit up and he took the cake, "Thank you very much, Sister Qiurong."
Yu Qiurong smiled and said: "I hope these pastries can block your little mouth."
"Okay, okay."
Tan Yun hugged the plate and ran to the side.
Seeing this, everyone present smiled even more.
"Leader!"
At this moment, Shui Yue hurriedly walked in from outside the stage and whispered: "The information has been sent back."
Zhao Qingmei said concisely and concisely: "Say."
Shui Yue said in a deep voice: "Something happened within the Russell clan, and half a month ago, Sun Xiu of the Suoming Mansion suddenly went into seclusion, and there has been no news until now."
Sun Xiu, the top master of the Suoming Mansion, was originally a master of the smallpox realm in the Yan Kingdom. He single-handedly founded the Tianyun Sect, which was quite famous. Later, due to neglect of discipline, his disciples did evil in the world and caused a lot of troubles. In the end, he was
Tai Sui disturbed his head and provoked the second prince Zhao Mengtai.
Zhao Mengtai is a man of small temperament and a vengeful master, so naturally he will not give up easily.
In this way, in just a few months, the Tianyun Sect was razed to the ground and completely disappeared from the Great Yan River and Lake.
Sun Xiu, on the other hand, escaped from Dayan and took refuge in Houjin Suoming Mansion. With the help of Qiu Fengsheng, his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds, and he even reached the master level.
Qiu Fengsheng used to be a disciple of Hei Bingtai, and Hei Bingtai is most famous for various elixirs that can overdraw potential and increase strength. The most famous one is the Blood-hating Pill, but this Blood-hating Pill is just one of them.
People know that there are countless kinds of elixirs.
Qiu Fengsheng was naturally very familiar with these elixirs. Xuan Yiwei originally planned to let Qiu Fengsheng refine this batch of elixirs, but later he gave up for some unknown reason.
Some people say that Qiu Fengsheng is unwilling to come up with the method of alchemy, while others say that the royal family is unwilling to use elixirs to control Xuanyi Guards. In short, rumors are flying around and opinions vary, but few people know the specific truth.
However, Qiu Fengsheng joined Suoming Mansion and made a contribution, which directly improved the strength of Suoming Mansion by several levels.
It can be said that Qiu Fengsheng has made indelible contributions to the scale of Suoming Mansion.
"Retreat?"
Zhao Qingmei sneered, "Does he still need to retreat?"
Everyone in the world knows how Sun Xiu broke through to become a master. After overexploiting all his potential, he will not only be 'enslaved', but it will be difficult for him to reach the realm of a second-qi master again in his lifetime, and there is no need to think about practicing again.
Duanmu Xinghua whispered: "Leader, it seems that this person from the Russell tribe is causing trouble."
Zhao Qingmei nodded, "Now that the matter has been investigated clearly, Duanmu Sect Master can get up and go to the Russell Clan tomorrow, but please be careful when going to the Russell Clan this time."
Duanmu Xinghua clasped his fists, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and said: "Don't worry, Master, I'm not old yet."
Zhao Qingmei smiled and said: "Let Qiu Rong and my husband go together at that time, just in time for Qiu Rong to go to the extremely fiery place to remove the ice soul poison from her body."
Duanmu Xinghua frowned slightly, "This..."
This trip to the Russell tribe is extremely dangerous. We may have to face two masters of One Qi. Duanmu Xinghua may not be able to spare his hands to protect this little doctor.
The most important thing is that there may be other twists and turns, and it would not be nice to hurt the little doctor.
Zhao Qingmei smiled and said: "Master Duanmu, just don't worry."
Zhao Qingmei's words obviously have deep meaning. Could it be that she...
"A husband cannot live without someone to take care of him."
Zhao Qingmei glanced at it casually with her beautiful eyes, and then fell into deep thought.
When Tan Yun heard this, the movements of his hands and mouth paused slightly, and he looked at Zhao Qingmei with his big eyes.
Could it be that the leader is planning to make her his uncle's maid?
Zhao Qingmei glanced at Yu Qiurong and said, "Qiu Rong, when your injury recovers, you can stay with your husband."
"Master, if I am not by your side, who will take care of you?"
Yu Qiurong said quickly after hearing this.
She has always been Zhao Qingmei's personal maid, and now she is asked to take care of a man. Although this man is the husband of the leader, she is a little reluctant.
Tan Yun also blinked and couldn't help but whisper: "How can Sister Qiurong take care of men..."
Zhao Qingmei glanced at Tan Yun sitting in the corner, chuckled and said, "I think Tan Yun is fine, so I'll just let her follow me."
"I!?"
Tan Yun was stunned. She had forgotten to chew the cakes in her mouth, and her expression was in a daze. She didn't understand why Zhao Qingmei suddenly valued her so much.
I remember that when she went to Dayan for the first time, Zhao Qingmei didn't want her to follow him, for fear that she would be exposed.
If she was given a choice, she would prefer to stay with An Jing, but unfortunately she had no choice.
Zhao Qingmei said: "This matter is settled."
Mu Xiaoyun and Duanmu Xinghua looked at each other. They were both women. They naturally understood in their hearts that the leader might have a deep meaning in transferring Yu Qiurong to the little doctor.
Yu Qiurong sat down and thought about it carefully, and seemed to understand Zhao Qingmei's intention.
After about half a cup of tea, Zhao Qingmei chuckled and said: "Master Mu, I remember you said this morning that you still have something to do, so go ahead and deal with it first, don't waste time."
"My subordinates know."
Mu Xiaoyun stood up, hugged his fists, turned around and left the theater.
Duanmu Xinghua looked at Mu Xiaoyun's back and said, "Mu Xiaoyun does have some talent. The only pity is that he was a little short-term in entering the sect and has not made any achievements yet."
The smile on Zhao Qingmei's face deepened, "Whether she can make a contribution depends on herself."
Dongluoguan, in the other courtyard.
An Jing was sitting cross-legged on the bed, and the "Anonymous Heart Sutra" was running.
Once you reach the master level, you can refine the aura of heaven and earth and then absorb it directly. However, the speed of refining the aura of heaven and earth is extremely slow. Generally, a master of Qi will need half a year or even a year to refine a ray of aura of heaven and earth, depending on his cultivation method.
The "Nameless Heart Sutra" can directly absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the air, which is several times faster than ordinary masters who can refine it by themselves.
In addition, Anjing's root bones have been completely transformed, and the efficiency of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is extremely high. Even so, it is still not as fast as the speed of dual cultivation with Zhao Qingmei for the first time.
Directly from the first level to the realm of human flowers, that is the real rapid progress.
"call……"
Half an hour later, he slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of thick air.
"After reaching the master level, the improvement is indeed much slower. If we keep this speed, it may take several years to reach the second level."
Even after practicing peerless martial arts techniques such as the "Anonymous Heart Sutra", I still feel that my progress in cultivation is very slow.
At this time, there were footsteps outside the courtyard.
Soon the voice of Poison King Liu Simiao came from outside the door.
"Brother An, are you here?"
"coming."
An Jing gathered all his breath, slowly opened the door and walked out.
Outside the door were Liu Simiao and Lin Tianhai, the leader of the Azure Dragon Seat.
An Jing smiled and said: "It turns out to be Senior Liu and Senior Lin. I wonder what the reason for their sudden visit is?"
The Poison King Liu Simiao usually develops poisons in his poison cave in the Demon Sect and seldom appears. Lin Tianhai is also a busy man. The duty of the Blue Dragon Seat is to be responsible for the safety of the leader of the Demon Sect.
I came to see him today because I thought something was wrong.
"This time I mainly came to see Dr. An."
Lin Tianhai smiled and said: "I heard that Dr. An has excellent medical skills, but his martial arts skills are unsatisfactory. In this case, it is better to learn some poison techniques and martial arts from Poison King, so that you can have enough ability to protect yourself."
The Poison King's poison skills are superb, and his cultivation level is naturally not bad. With a first-level cultivation level and a set of poison skills, even the ordinary masters of the Earth Flower Realm do not dare to underestimate him.
In the world of martial arts, it can be regarded as stepping into the threshold of a master. If the leader's man inherits the skills of the Poison King, it will be considered a good story.
Liu Simiao stroked his beard and nodded: "As long as Brother An is willing to learn, I am willing to give you all my money to teach him."
An Jing pondered for a while and said, "Actually, I prefer learning swordsmanship to poisoning."
fencing!?
Lin Tianhai and Liu Simiao looked at each other, and then they both frowned.
"Brother An, you don't know something."
Liu Simiao hesitated for a moment and said: "Swordsmanship is the master of killing. It requires a lot of actual combat to learn. This thing is very energy-consuming and time-consuming, and"
Speaking of this, Liu Simiao said no more.
Lin Tianhai said straightforwardly: "Learning swordsmanship is extremely demanding on qualifications. Some people can only reach the first level after practicing for several years. Yi Daoyun, the leader of the White Tiger Seat of our demon sect, is a genius in swordsmanship and has been practicing for more than forty years.
You have just achieved the reputation of being a swordsman. If you want to make some achievements in this area, I'm afraid it's a little late now."
"You are proficient in medical skills, and you are also very quick in learning poisonous techniques. With Brother Liu's guidance, you may not have the chance to surpass Brother Liu in the future."
Liu Simiao nodded. With An Jing's medical skills so high, his talent in poisoning must not be bad.
After all, medical skills and poisonous skills are inherently related in many ways.
Isn’t it wrong to learn swordsmanship at this young age?
An Jing glanced at the two of them and said seriously: "I still want to practice swordsmanship and become a swordsman."
Lin Tianhai narrowed his eyes and hummed: "What's so good about practicing swordsmanship? If you really want to learn weapons, I can teach you spear skills."
Whenever he mentioned swordsmen, Lin Tianhai would think of the ghost swordsman who made him sigh.
An Jing asked curiously: "Why does Chief Lin have such resentment against the swordsman?"
"Ha ha ha ha."
Liu Simiao laughed loudly when he heard this, "Brother An, you don't know, this matter also involves the ghost swordsman who has passed away to the west."
"Brother Liu."
Lin Tianhai said in a deep voice.
"What are you afraid of? Brother An is not an outsider either."
Liu Simiao waved his hand and said: "Back then, Prime Minister Lin was captured by the ghost swordsman while performing a mission in Dayan. The ghost swordsman threatened Prime Minister Lin with castration."
"call out!"
Before Liu Simiao finished speaking, Lin Tianhai's face turned dark, "Brother Liu!"
"No more, no more."
When Liu Simiao saw this, he laughed twice and said nothing.
"Senior Liu, I've been looking for you for a long time, and I came in a hurry when I heard you were here."
At this moment, another charming chuckle came from outside the door.
Following the voice, I saw that it was a beautiful woman with outstanding grace and enchantment. She was Mu Xiaoyun who had returned from the theater.
Liu Simiao glanced at the charming Mu Xiaoyun and said calmly: "I am going to teach Brother An all my poison skills and martial arts skills."
Mu Xiaoyun glanced at An Jing and said with a smile: "I heard from the leader that Doctor An is going to the Russell clan with Duanmu Sect Leader."
"oh?"
Liu Simiao frowned slightly when he heard this and said, "Is it because of Yu Qiurong's ice soul poison?"
Mu Xiaoyun replied: "It should be."
Liu Simiao nodded, "Well, we can only wait until Brother An comes back before we discuss this matter."
Lin Tianhai also said: "Then you should think about it again and decide how to make it."
In his opinion, it is naturally the best choice for An Jing and Du Wang to learn poison martial arts. Learning swordsmanship is a complete waste of time.
An Jing waved his hand, "I will think it through."
Then the three of them walked outside the courtyard.
Liu Simiao asked: "What do you want from me?"
Mu Xiaoyun chuckled lightly and said, "I wonder if Senior Liu still has those bones withered?"
Liu Simiao raised an eyebrow and asked, "What do you want with those bones?"
This bone-drying poison is a torturous poison. Swallowing this medicine will not cause death, but it will feel like thousands of steel needles are piercing into the body, arms, chest, thighs, and even the eyeballs at the same time.
Even the toughest person will soften under this withered bones. The Demon Cult is specially used for interrogation.
Most people who take this medicine either tell the whole story or die by severing their meridians.
Mu Xiaoyun took a deep breath and said seriously: "Of course it is useful, please lend it to me, Senior Liu."
Liu Simiao took a deep look at Mu Xiaoyun, and then took out two porcelain bottles from his sleeve robe, "The red one is withered bones, and the white one is the antidote."
"Thank you, senior."
Mu Xiaoyun took the medicine bottle, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.
The night is getting darker.
The moon hangs thinly in the sky, and the remaining darkness blends with the initial light, forming large patches of light gray.
Zhao Qingmei was sitting cross-legged on the bed at this moment. Opposite her was An Jing, the two of whom were making the final plot.
"The things about the Russell family should be true."
"Okay, then tomorrow I will go there with Sect Leader Duanmu and other Tianzong masters."
"I always feel something is strange. Do you think if I leave, will Hou Jin's army suddenly attack Dongluo Pass?" Zhao Qingmei said with some worry.
In front of others, she had to act as calm as water and have everything in hand, but she didn't need to do that in front of An Jing.
An Jing nodded and said: "It's very possible, but aren't you in Dongluo Pass? There is also Elder Ouyang."
Since Hou Jin had already torn his skin, it was impossible for him to hold back any longer. Moreover, what happened to the Russell clan this time was obviously premeditated and had to be guarded against.
"If Hou Jin sends a large army."
Zhao Qingmei clenched her pink fist slightly, "Then I will quickly solve the crisis in Dongluo Pass, and then rush to the Russell clan as quickly as possible."
An Ding nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll keep the black dragon."
Zhao Qingmei said quickly: "No, you must take it with you. That old guy Qiu Fengsheng is probably also in the Russell clan."
Qiu Fengsheng was a master of three qi, so she would feel more at ease if the black dragon was by her side.
An Jing pondered for a long time and said no more.
In fact, in his opinion, Dongluo Pass is equally dangerous. He killed the Demon Sect a few days ago, and the Demon Sect has already played all the cards it can play, especially since Yuan Feng rebelled, Jiang Shang disappeared, and the mysterious Great Elder is still in retreat.
The Suoming Mansion must have investigated all this long ago.
Upon closer inspection, the layout of Suoming Mansion is indeed very exquisite.
It is impossible for the Demon Sect to give up on the Russell clan. In this case, the Suoming Mansion can attack the masters who come to support the Demon Sect. However, if the Demon Sect sends a large number of masters, Dongluo Pass will be empty and Houjin will be left empty.
An opportunity to take advantage of.
If it cannot survive this time, the demon sect will definitely be severely weakened. Not to mention fighting against all the heroes in the world, it will be very difficult for it to be able to continue.
Zhao Qingmei rambled on, "And the great elder of the Russell Clan, Chuck, is a master of one-qi cultivation. The reason why he and the leader of the Russell Clan can become masters is, firstly, by relying on the secret place of the Russell Clan, and secondly,
The Russell clan has piled all their resources on the two of them. Although these two are masters, their real strength is not high. As for Sun Xiu, the master who disappeared from Suoming Mansion, this person is a body refiner.
Grandmaster, the strength is higher than these two, but for you, these kittens are two or three."
She wished she could crush everything into pieces and tell An Jing all at once, even though she had already said these words to Che Luulu twice.
An Jing took off his coat and said with a smile: "I know that the only one who needs to worry is Qiu Fengsheng of Suoming Mansion."
"Husband."
Zhao Qingmei's eyes were burning, and she stretched out her pink fist, "Wait for me, and we will join forces to kill Qiu Fengsheng."
Black Jiao, Duanmu Xinghua, and their husband and wife still have a good chance of killing a three-qi master.
"good."
An Jing chuckled and bumped fists with Zhao Qingmei.
On the other side of the desert, the Russell tribe.
In the earthen house, candlelight flickered.
A tall and burly old man with stern eyes was sitting on a chair. In front of him was a freshly roasted calf.
The old man held a sharp short knife in his hand. He was cutting skillfully, and pieces of fragrant meat fell into his palm.
This man is Chuck, the great elder of the Russell tribe.
"Great Elder, Master Qiu is here."
At this moment, a voice came from outside the earthen house.
"Okay, here I come."
A bright light appeared in Chuck's eyes, and he quickly walked out of the earthen house.
Two people were standing outside the house.
One of them, whom Chuck knew, was Sun Xiu, the master of Suoming Mansion. Needless to say, the other person was Qiu Fengsheng, the master of Suoming Mansion.
"Master Qiu."
Chuck bowed his hands in a slightly respectful manner.
The master of three qi, Jiang Shang was only at this level when he came to the Russell clan.
At any time, a big fist is the most important thing, unless your fist is not big enough.
"You are welcome."
Qiu Fengsheng smiled lightly, "Master Chuck seems to be enjoying the delicious food."
"you see me!"
Chuck patted his head and said, "Mr. Qiu, please come quickly. This is a calf that has just been roasted. It is extremely delicious."
Then the group of people walked into the earthen house.
The decoration in the earthen house is very luxurious. Not only are there exquisite tea sets on the table, there is a screen behind the table, and there is even a handful of jade Ruyi placed on the closet.
It is antique and looks like the living room of an elegant person.
Chuck said: "Please sit down."
Qiu Fengsheng and Sun Xiu both sat down.
Sun Xiu practices the Thirteenth Parallel Refining, a martial art that belongs to the body-refining process. After reaching the level of Grandmaster, although he cannot temper the golden bones, due to the Thirteen Paramount Refinements, even a general master who tempers the golden bones can
Not as strong as his physical body.
So just sitting there, he gave people a feeling of calmness and weight like a mountain.
But Qiu Fengsheng has a different feeling. Everything he does makes people feel like spring breeze and calm.
Chuck smiled boldly and said: "Master Qiu came, and my hanging heart was completely relieved."
If people from Houjin Suoming Mansion hadn't contacted him proactively this time, he wouldn't have dared to do such a thing even if they lent him another courage. After all, the reputation of the Demon Cult is still very high among the Russell clan.
With that said, he personally poured a cup of tea for Qiu Fengsheng and Sun Xiu.
Qiu Fengsheng did not touch the tea cup, but said: "According to the intelligence, the people from the Demon Sect will set off tomorrow and will be able to rush here through the desert the day after. The people coming this time should be Duanmu Xinghua and the Tianzong masters.
"
"Duanmu Xinghua?"
When Chuck heard this, he laughed loudly, "With Master Qiu here, I'm afraid even the leader of the Demon Cult will not be able to escape death."
Qiu Fengsheng's eyes narrowed into a slit, "When a lion fights a rabbit, you still have to use all your strength."
Vaguely, Qiu Fengsheng felt that Duanmu Xinghua's visit this time was not simple. It was very likely that Ouyang Ping might be hiding among the Tianzong masters, but he would naturally not tell Chuck this.
After all, the more masters come, the better it is for him.
"What Mr. Qiu said is true."
Chuck nodded and said calmly: "As long as the Tianzong is eradicated, the Demonic Sect will lose its minions. At that time, our Russell clan can cooperate with Houjin safely, but."
Qiu Fengsheng said calmly: "Don't worry, I promise that your interests will never change."
A flash of joy flashed through Chuck's eyes, "I, Chuck, will definitely go through fire and water for Mr. Qiu, no matter what."
When Sun Xiu on the side saw this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Once the demon sect is eradicated, what's the point of keeping your Russell clan?
The next day, the sun was shining brightly and the wind and sand were blowing.
Dozens of strong camels appeared outside Dongluo Pass.
An Jing, Yu Qiurong, Duanmu Xinghua and other masters from the Heavenly Sect were preparing to leave for the Russell Clan, while Zhao Qingmei and other masters from the Demon Sect came to see them off.
Charong of the Russell tribe was riding a camel in the distance, waiting quietly.
Duanmu Xinghua led a camel, clasped his fists at Zhao Qingmei and said, "Master, don't worry, I'm here to protect Doctor An."
Zhao Qingmei nodded slightly and glanced at An Jing. Although the two of them had discussed it all night last night and had made completely careful arrangements, she still felt a little uneasy inside for some reason.
An Jing chuckled and said, "Don't worry, with Sect Master Duanmu here, nothing will happen."
Zhao Qingmei took a deep breath and said: "It's getting late, you should hit the road early. The desert is windy and sandy, so remember to be careful of sandstorms."
"good."
An Jing and others got on their camels and followed Cha Rong towards the Russell tribe.
Tan Yun looked at the direction of the desert and couldn't help but worry in his heart: "I really don't know why my uncle insists on joining in the fun. Why don't we just let the Poison King go?"
She also vaguely felt that going to the Russell tribe was extremely dangerous.
It wasn't until the camel completely disappeared from sight that Zhao Qingmei said, "Let's go back."
With that said, everyone from the Demon Sect walked towards the Dongluo Pass.
The wind and sand swept over me.
Camels are extremely fast in the desert and can effectively avoid sandstorms.
Once they encounter a sandstorm, it will be a big trouble even for the martial arts masters. Moreover, during their trip, the Russell clan may face off against the masters of the Kempeita Mansion, so they will naturally need sufficient physical strength and energy.
Dongluo Pass already belongs to the edge of the desert. Passing through this nearly 700-mile stretch of Dongluo Desert, you can reach the Russell tribe.
Charong was familiar with this road and had traveled more than 400 miles by night.
The originally hot weather suddenly dropped, and the temperature also became colder.
Cha Rong pointed to the empty camp ahead and said, "Let's just rest in front."
"good."
Duanmu Xinghua glanced at the camel that was sitting down. He looked very tired now. After all, he still had three hundred miles to go tomorrow.
After dozens of people arrived at the camp, they got off their camels and rested.
Four people including An Jing, Cha Rong, Duanmu Xinghua, and Yu Qiurong were sitting cross-legged on a fire, while the rest of the Tianzong masters were sitting cross-legged on the other side.
An Jing glanced at Zha Rong and said politely: "Elder Cha Rong, when we get to the Russell Clan, can you borrow the Russell Clan's secret place for once?"
"A place of extreme flames?"
Cha Rong frowned slightly and said: "That is the secret place of my clan. Generally, people who are not from our Russell clan are not allowed to enter. I wonder what is the use of borrowing the secret place?"
An Jing pointed at Yu Qiurong and said: "Miss Yu has mysterious yin poison in her body, which needs to be neutralized with the yang energy of the extremely hot place."
Zha Rong looked at Yu Qiurong, with a strange look on his face, and said: "Xuanyin poison? The place of extreme inflammation can indeed remove Xuanyin poison, but I know the best way."
Duanmu Xinghua asked: "What is the best method?"
The corners of Cha Rong's mouth raised slightly, "Men like us who enter the extremely hot place will have a lot of Yuanyang in their bodies. As long as they do the harmonious thing in the room."
When he said this, Cha Rong suddenly felt a cold light coming toward him, like a knife piercing his heart. The owner of those eyes was Yu Qiurong.
An Jing glanced at Cha Rong but said nothing.
The harmony of yin and yang, this man's yang energy is indeed the best choice, but if a discerning person sees that this Yu Qiurong is a yellow flower girl, it is very inconvenient to say this directly.
"When we get to the Russell clan, Qiu Rong, you use the secret land first." Duanmu Xinghua said domineeringly.
An Jing gave Cha Rong a good look, but Duanmu Xinghua did not. After all, the Russell tribe was just a small tribe that relied on the demon sect to survive, and the so-called secret place was naturally the secret place of the demon sect.
If people from the Demonic Cult use their own secret place, do they still need to agree?
Zha Rong laughed twice, his face full of embarrassment. The old woman in front of him was the head of Tianzong. She was a powerful being in the Demon Sect. Even the clan leader would not dare to say no.
An Jing shook his head. Cha Rong was a typical bully and he was afraid of the strong. He talked to him in a condescending manner. Duanmu Xinghua treated him like a slave to a pig or a dog. Instead, he swallowed his anger and did not dare to speak.
How many people like him are there in the world!?
Maybe that's how the world is.
The night was getting darker, and the cold wind kept blowing like a blade.
Many masters of the Demon Sect sit cross-legged and meditate to recuperate.
An Jing opened his eyes and found Yu Qiurong standing in the desert, her clothes blowing in the cold wind, "Why haven't you rested yet?"
"The wind is too strong."
Yu Qiurong looked at the full moon above her head and randomly found a reason.
An Jing asked: "Are you thinking about the past?"
Yu Qiurong is also a member of the Russell tribe. When she returns to the Russell tribe this time, she will inevitably think of things from her childhood.
"No."
Yu Qiurong seemed unwilling to say anything more, so she sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes.
"By the way, how did Qingmei join your demon sect?"
An Jing asked what he thought of. He had always been very interested in Zhao Qingmei's past, but Zhao Qingmei said nothing to him.
Yu Qiurong closed her eyes and rested her mind and said: "When she was nine years old, she was brought into the Demon Cult by Jiang Shang. At that time, he personally accepted her as his disciple in the Heavenly Demon Palace."
An Jing continued to ask: "Do you know what happened to her before?"
"Not sure."
Yu Qiurong was silent for a long time, then shook her head and said.
An Jing asked no more questions, and the night became very quiet again.
There was nothing to say all night, and dawn came in the blink of an eye.
Cha Rong chuckled and said, "Let's go, we'll probably arrive in the evening."
The group of people set out on the road again, and after about four hours, they finally arrived at the territory of the Russell tribe at dusk.
The Russell tribe is a tribe with about 100,000 people. Most of the places they live in are earthen huts. Seeing the sudden appearance of outsiders, they all gathered around them.
Cha Rong stepped forward and said something to the Russell people, and then they all retreated.
Zha Rong turned his head to look at Duanmu Xinghua and said: "Master Duanmu, let's go see the clan leader first."
Duanmu Xinghua nodded and said nothing.
Yu Qiurong suddenly looked forward and whispered: "That place in front is the secret place of the Russell clan."
An Jing also looked over. There was red and yellow smoke not far ahead. He couldn't see anything clearly, but he could feel the amazing yang energy contained in it.
"Tip 3: There is a blue opportunity (a place of extreme inflammation) near the host."
An Jing's heart moved. It had been a long time since the Earth Book had prompted him to obtain a blue opportunity. The last time it was the True Dragon's Blood.
And what kind of blue opportunities are there in this extremely hot place?
"follow me."
Then Cha Rong led the way. All the Russell people were cleared out along the way, and the streets seemed very deserted.
After passing through several rows of yellow earth huts, everyone came to the door of a somewhat unique earth hut. "The patriarch was severely injured by a mysterious master, and he is still seriously injured."
"You guys wait outside the house."
Duanmu Xinghua gave instructions and walked into the earthen house with An Jing and Yu Qiurong.
As soon as he walked into the earthen house, he saw an old man with white hair and a pale face sitting in the middle, his body was dying.
When the old man saw Duanmu Xinghua walking in, he smiled bitterly and said: "Master Duanmu, I haven't seen you for a long time. I am ill, so I cannot get up to greet you."
Duanmu Xinghua waved his hand and said, "Clan leader, you're welcome."
An Jing glanced at the old man and knew that he was the leader of the Russell clan.
"Why."
The leader of the Russell tribe sighed, "I was negligent, and it ruined the villain's plot. I would have asked Duanmu Sect Master to go there in person."
Duanmu Xinghua asked: "How strong is that person?"
The leader of the Russell clan shook his head and said: "The cultivation level is not much different from mine. He should be a master of body training. I am not his opponent."
"It's Sun Xiu."
Duanmu Xinghua said calmly: "This person is a master of body training, and he was promoted to the master level with the help of Qiu Fengsheng."
As early as when she arrived, Zhao Qingmei told her all the information.
The leader of the Russell clan's eyes sank, "In this case, Chuck really colluded with the Kempeita Mansion."
Although he had guessed it a long time ago, when he heard Duanmu Xinghua say it, he still felt resentful in his heart.
An Ding nodded, looked at the leader of the Russell clan, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty's injury looks serious?"
The leader of the Russell tribe glanced at An Jing and raised his eyebrows, "Who are you!?"
Duanmu Xinghua said: "This person is worshiped by my demon sect."
"It turns out to be an offering from the Demon Cult."
The leader of the Russell tribe was shocked. He had never heard that the Demon Cult still had worshipers, but looking at Duanmu Xinghua’s appearance, he was afraid that this person was not simple. He immediately replied: "That man is like a bronze head and iron arms when he practices kung fu.
, I fought with him for dozens of rounds and received two punches from him, which shocked my internal organs."
When An Jing heard about it, he always felt that something was strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange.
"What about the Chucks?"
Duanmu Xinghua thought for a while and asked.
The leader of the Russell tribe gritted his teeth and said: "I don't know where he is now. All the masters of my lineage were wiped out by him. But according to the information secretly sent back by some tribesmen, he plans to collect the gold, jade, and herbs from the tribe tonight.
Then take them all away and trade with Houjin.”
"Fortunately, Master Duanmu came in time. If Master Duanmu had come one day later, he might have left."
tonight!?
An Jing narrowed his eyes when he heard this.
Duanmu Xinghua's brain also began to calculate rapidly, and said: "Qiu Rong, you and Dr. An first go to the Extreme Flame Land to eliminate the ice soul poison, and leave this place to me for the time being."
"I see."
When Yu Qiurong heard this, she immediately understood what Duanmu Xinghua meant, and turned to look at An Jing, "Let's go first."
An Jing pondered for a moment, thinking of the blue opportunity in the extremely hot land, and then followed Yu Qiurong out of the earthen house.
After seeing the two people walking out of the wooden house, Duanmu Xinghua said lightly: "Then we will take action tonight. I want to see who the mysterious master behind Chuck is."
With her current cultivation as a two-qi master, it is not difficult to deal with two one-qi masters.
And the reason why she let Yu Qiurong take An Jing away.
The first is to let Yu Qiurong get rid of the poison of ice soul as soon as possible, and the second is to let Yu Qiurong take An Jing away from tonight's battle.
No one knows what will happen. If something happens to Dr. An, she won't be able to eat and walk around.
A hidden glint flashed in the eyes of the leader of the Russell clan, "Then tonight, there will be Sect Leader Lao Duanmu."