After the officials sent Muchuan and his party to the entrance, they left quickly.
Seeing that all these official personnel were nervous and seemed to be avoiding something when they left, Muchuan also felt a little strange.
At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew out of the passage.
It is strange to say that Muchuan obviously has ten times the cold resistance, but when he was blown by the cold wind, he also felt the coldness coming from the bone marrow. His limbs, which were originally a little stiff due to the curse, seemed to have become cold this time.
Like ice cubes.
"not good!"
Mingzhu couldn't help but cover her mouth, looking extremely panicked.
Seeing Mingzhu's expression, Muchuan understood that something might be fishy and quickly asked the reason.
Mingzhu did not dare to neglect, and said quickly: "Brother Mu, look at my memory, I actually forgot that the Holy Mountain is in the wind during this period!"
"tuyere?"
Muchuan still looked puzzled.
Mingzhu naturally explained it in detail.
After listening to Muchuan, he finally understood what was going on.
The so-called air outlet is actually airflow.
Air currents are quite common in mountains. After all, the special structure of the mountain makes air currents extremely easy to form.
However, because of the special nature of the Holy Mountain, whenever there is air current, an extremely terrifying cold wind will form in the mountain.
This cold wind is so weird that no matter how thickly you wear it, or even if you stuff yourself into the stove, if you are hit by this cold wind, your whole body will freeze.
Muchuan also understood. No wonder with his own constitution, he would feel the cold after being blown by the cold wind.
Unexpectedly, I encountered a cold wind before entering the Holy Mountain.
Muchuan's head was also extremely heavy at this moment.
He must enter this holy mountain.
If he had not met the group of swordsmen from Tianjian Sect, Muchuan would have gone back and waited for a few days. When the cold current subsided, it would not be too late to enter the mountain again.
However, after the previous encounter with someone from the Tianjian Sect, they determined that they were also thinking about the map of the Holy Mountain.
Muchuan did not dare to delay. When the other party recovered, if he came to visit, Muchuan would probably suffer a serious blow.
Therefore, Muchuan is quite confused now.
Retreating was forbidden, but the problem was that in the face of this weird and extremely cold wind, no one could move forward.
Even if he forced himself to move forward, his moving speed was extremely slow, and he didn't even get blown back by the wind.
"Brother Mu, I think the cold wind is very weak. It must have been blowing for a few days. How about we wait a little?
I guess it will stop soon."
Mingzhu suggested from the side.
Muchuan nodded helplessly. Now he had no other choice but to wait for the good news.
As a result, everyone returned to the city and randomly found a few vacant rooms to move into.
This area belongs to the old city and is usually uninhabited.
Of course, this place is at the entrance to the Holy Mountain, and normal people would not come here to settle. After all, the cold wind blows here all year round. Unless they are snowmen, no one will be affected by the climate here.
Muchuan and his party are not snowmen, and it is difficult for them to withstand such a climate, but it is not a big problem if they only stay here for a few days.
Time passed by minute by second, and the cold wind was indeed weakening little by little.
Muchuan observed the changes outside and felt a little excited in his heart.
Judging from this, it is estimated that in just over a day, the cold wind will weaken to the point where it will not affect people's movement speed.
Muchuan didn't need to wait for the cold wind to stop completely, that was simply unrealistic, as long as it didn't affect his movement, that would be enough.
At this time, in Xincheng, a group of swordsmen carrying swords on their backs were patrolling the streets and alleys.
"You! Have you ever seen a handsome-looking Tang Dynasty man?"
"Never seen it, never seen it."
This group of people caught people and questioned them, which made the pedestrians miserable.
The city defense army of Pibo City also noticed this group of people, and they naturally did not like this group of quacks causing trouble in the city.
Soon, a group of city defense soldiers blocked their way.
The leading soldier captain shouted angrily: "This is not a place for you to be arrogant! Get out of the city quickly!"
As soon as these words came out, the swordsmen were not moved at all, and they all ignored the soldier captain. Instead, they all turned their attention to the cold-faced swordsman.
This cold-faced swordsman is none other than the swordsman named Xie from Tianjianmen, who is also the leader of this group of swordsmen.
The cold-faced swordsman shook his head slightly and signaled his men not to act rashly.
He walked towards the captain of the soldiers, took out a piece of silver from his arms, and handed it to the captain of the soldiers.
"Master, we only want to find enemies, and we will not cause trouble. We hope you will make it easier for us."
Faced with the money that comes to his door, the soldier captain will not refuse.
He took the silver and bit it lightly to confirm its authenticity, then squinted at the cold-faced swordsman's face.
"Hmph, looking at you being tall and thin, you don't look like a suspicious person, so I'll let you go this time."
"Thank you, sir, for your kindness!"
After retreating from the group of city guards, the swordsmen all approached the cold-faced swordsman, all of them puzzled.
"Commander, why are you wasting your time with these ruffians?"
"Yes, the worst case scenario is to go on a killing spree. Anyway, with our manpower, the existing troops in Bobo City can't do anything to us!"
"Yeah, in my opinion, it's not the same thing to search slowly like this. If you don't go on a killing spree, the Tang kid will definitely show up in the chaos!"
The swordsmen all proposed in a hurry.
The cold-faced swordsman couldn't help but frowned when he heard this.
"A bunch of idiots!"
The cold-faced swordsman couldn't help but snorted, and finally didn't bother to pay them any attention.
Different from these swordsmen, the cold-faced swordsmen are official disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and these swordsmen are just disciples who live at the foot of the Heavenly Sword Sect mountain.
In terms of status, even the outer disciples of Tianjian Sect are like the Heavenly King and Laozi in front of these disciples.
If he hadn't accidentally learned the clues about the map of the Holy Mountain this time, the cold-faced swordsman didn't want to share it with his brothers, otherwise he definitely wouldn't have brought these idiots here.
Thinking of this, the cold-faced swordsman couldn't help but think of Muchuan, and he gritted his teeth in anger.
He was about to get the map, but he didn't expect that Muchuan, a stupid young man, would get there first.
What makes the cold-faced swordsman most angry is that this time he was also hit by a sinister curse. Although he had the cleansing skills of Tianjian Sect, the sinister curse could not be washed away so easily.
At this moment, the cold-faced swordsman's strength was already at a loss.
This is also the reason why the cold-faced swordsman chose to remain silent in the face of the noise of this group of disciples.
If these people were to know that their own strength was weak, I'm afraid they would be dissatisfied.
Even if the cold-faced swordsman is not afraid of them at all, he doesn't want to find out about this, as it will always cause some trouble.
All in all, the cold-faced swordsman was now very angry, and he secretly swore in his heart that when he found Muchuan, he would skin and dismantle Muchuan.
