Looking back at the large lake in Beicheng, it is now a frozen territory.
The tsunami that soared into the sky but seemed to be crashing down was frozen and solidified by the powerful force of frost.
If you look down from a high altitude, between Beicheng Lake and Beicheng, it looks like a wave-shaped iceberg suddenly appeared.
It gives people a unique sense of beauty.
But if you draw your attention back to the urban area above ground, this is a catastrophe that has been ended.
Mortal catastrophe.
Houses closer to the lake were not only flooded, but also frozen. People inside could not go out in time, or the people who were swept away by the lake were flooded and frozen. You can imagine their fate.
It was also night at this time, and the icebergs were white with frost, so nothing could be seen. Otherwise, we would definitely have seen the corpses of the residents of Beicheng.
And among these corpses, most of them would be his colleagues, the night watchmen.
Chen Qingyan sighed in his heart.
If the young monk had come later.
He couldn't help it, and wanted to improve Gu Yuan Gong to perfection in one go to save himself.
This will definitely attract the attention of the group of monks still flying in the sky.
I don't know if I am lucky or unlucky.
Just as he was thinking about it, smoke and ink surged in front of Chen Qingyan, revealing a man with a gloomy face.
"Lord Jinyang."
Chen Qingyan quickly saluted.
As soon as Jin Yangfu appeared, he immediately noticed the energy lingering in his men's bodies, and frowned and asked:
"Who saved you?"
Chen Qingyan hurriedly replied: "I don't know. When I wake up..."
"okay."
Jin Yang interrupted impatiently.
"Since he's not dead, come with me to find him."
"yes."
…
On the main peak of Lingu, there is a solemn and magnificent hall.
The owner of the valley, Cheng Chong, sat in a high position and listened quietly to the report of the white-haired old man below.
"... There are one hundred and eighty-six members of the Four Cities Caravan on this trip. Qi Hong and Lu Yuesheng went to Beicheng Lake during the Yangshen Festival. The gap at the bottom of the lake was probably caused by them."
Cheng Chong asked in a deep voice: "Is there any conclusive evidence?"
The old man shook his head slowly.
A majestic monk on the side hummed and said: "We in Lingu do what we do, why do we need evidence? Then Qi Hong and Lu Yuesheng left the city in the afternoon and followed the caravan, heading south and passing through the Black Evil Forest. They will not go fast. We will send people to arrest them and we can pursue them at dawn.
Go ahead, after the person is captured, he will be tortured and everything will be known."
The old man sarcastically said: "In this case, the matter of arresting Qi Hong and Lu Yuesheng will be left to Lord Gong."
"You old man, do you want me to die?"
"Oh, didn't you say those words just now?"
"Is that what I meant?"
"Why not?"
"You two, please don't argue here."
"Yes, the owner of the valley is here, how can he behave like this?"
"I think we should thoroughly investigate the valley first. I suspect that someone is secretly colluding with the merchants from the four cities."
"Yes, fortunately the Valley Master and Master Hongyu took action in time. By the way, I don't know where Master Hongyu is at this time. I traveled to the Northern Wilderness last time and accidentally got a pair of jade bracelets..."
In the solemn hall, as more people spoke, the solemn atmosphere gradually disappeared, and the topic in the monks' mouths suddenly wandered to other places.
As for the residents who were killed in Beicheng, it seems that they have been forgotten and not mentioned at all.
The reason for this is that no monks died in this incident. The monks who were initially involved in the tsunami had already been rescued and suffered only minor injuries.
This is also the fundamental reason why the atmosphere in the palace is relaxed.
…
Chen Qingyan dragged his tired body back to the stone house.
After a night of searching, only three night watchmen were found.
The rest were all frozen in the lake.
More bad luck than good.
As for the three night watchmen, one of them was an outer sect of Gu Yuan Kung Perfection, with profound skills and could run fast. One of them was rescued by the monks, and the other one was saved. He was blown away by the aftermath of the most ferocious sword energy and escaped from danger.
However, he was seriously injured and was sent to the medicine hall by Chen Qingyan. At this time, his life was no longer in danger.
The last person's experience was similar to that of Chen Qingyan. He was running on the street and was blown away by a sudden blue light. He only escaped from the ruins with perseverance.
If it weren't for this blue light, he would have run to a safe area like the night patrolman who had perfected his technique.
Fortunately among the misfortunes, the four night watchmen were a blessing in disguise this time. Because they fired the "flare" in time, the monks behind them arrived in time and successfully prevented the tsunami from falling.
The three of them obtained "five" great merits, which is equivalent to five hundred minor merits.
This is what a night watchman can achieve after working for thirteen years without missing work.
A generous pension.
Those disciples who died were also compensated by their families, but this was none of Chen Qingyan's business.
At this time, he took a shower, carefully checked his body, and after confirming that he was fine, he lay on the bed and thought about how to use this great power.
This time he met the 'Jiao' and was on the verge of death. His heart, which had just relaxed not long ago, once again felt a strong sense of urgency.
too weak.
Even if it becomes an outer sect, it is still too weak.
Moreover, compared with the handymen, outer disciples seem to be no safer.
It had only been a few days before he encountered such misfortune.
If he hadn't been alert, fast and determined enough, he might have become one of the dead souls in that tsunami iceberg.
Based on Chen Qingyan's wisdom and his understanding of Lingu and Jugucheng over the years, he had a vague feeling that the appearance of monsters like dragons in Beicheng's lake seemed too coincidental.
Something that hadn't happened in more than ten years just happened to him.
It happened to be the end of the Yangshen Festival.
The former is just unlucky, and he thinks it's normal.
But it happened to be the end of the Yangshen Festival.
At this time,
Chen Qingyan always felt that something was wrong.
But there was no need for him as an outsider to worry about this kind of thing.
He quickly forgot about what was wrong.
Another adventure,
Once again, he relied on his own ability to turn danger into disaster,
But there was not much joy in his heart.
Based on my experience in the past six months, if we continue to be unlucky like this, we may encounter some things that we cannot help but cannot solve in the near future.
so,
These five points of great merit,
Must be used on the edge of the knife.
He needs to grow up quickly.
He needs a reasonable reason to become stronger.
Chen Qingyan thought for a long time and had some calculations in his mind.
Eyes slowly closed.
Unable to fall asleep, Chen Qingyan took out a book from under the bed and read it carefully.
A few days ago, under the leadership of Lin Zhongxian, he took away three exercise books from an unattended stone room in the Chuan Gong Hall.
These three books,
A book called "Qing Mi Gong", in the introduction, Qing Mi Gong is the auxiliary skill of "Gu Yuan Gong".
A copy of "Silly Moon" belongs to the art of swordsmanship.
The last book "Miscellaneous Notes on Alchemy".
Miscellaneous Notes on Alchemy Making is Chen Qingyan's plan for the future, a skill specifically chosen to cover up the existence of the "Source Point" in a reasonable manner.
It is reasonable to become an alchemist and use the pills you make to improve your cultivation, right?
What Chen Qingyan is reading now is "Miscellaneous Notes on Alchemy".
ps: My right hand was scalded by the hot water from the water dispenser, so I typed this chapter word by word with my left hand (speechless and choked).
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