"Master, let me take you out of the capital first. The capital is too dangerous now!"
Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, Dalong came back to his senses and said to the king.
The king nodded, but his attitude towards Da Long was much more respectful. He was able to kill Xu Immortal Master with one move, which showed that Da Long, whom he had always relied on, was a more powerful Immortal Master.
Dalong doesn't care about the king's inner thoughts. Now he wants to go back to Xinghua Village more and more. He wants to ask Uncle Zhuo what is going on.
After Dalong and the King left the King's Palace, they immediately found two fierce horses, and then took advantage of the heavy snowfall to flee towards the road outside the capital.
The moment the two people happened to step out of the capital while riding strong horses, a brilliant aftermath fell, landing just above the two people's heads.
Boom!
In an instant, a huge pothole appeared where the two people were, and the two fierce horses completely turned into nothingness. The king of the country disappeared without a trace under the aftermath, leaving only the big dragon in the pothole.
He knelt on the ground like a fool.
"Huh? A mere mortal survived the aftermath just now?"
Above the snowy sky, a startling sound sounded, and then a young man in blue fell on the snowy sky.
This young man in blue clothes is extremely handsome, with red lips and white teeth. If he were placed in the mortal world, he would definitely be a handsome man who would be chased by many women.
The young man in blue slashed out his divine sword in his right hand, destroying all the attacks coming from the snowy sky, and immediately grabbed the big dragon in the pit.
Da Long looked at the palm grabbed by the young man in blue with fear. Although he was only a mortal, he could also see that the young man in blue in front of him was much stronger than Master Xu Xian before.
The two are not immortals at the same level at all.
However, the moment the young man in blue's palm fell on Dalong, he suddenly felt a sense of crisis, and then boundless purple energy suddenly surged out of Dalong's body.
This purple intention turned into a whirlpool and blasted along the palm of the young man in blue. Suddenly, the palm of the young man in blue's divine power collapsed inch by inch.
Moreover, at the moment when Ziyi destroyed the magical hand of the young man in blue, he unexpectedly gained the upper hand and blasted towards the body of the young man in blue. This was intended to destroy both body and soul of the young man in blue.
The young man in blue was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He didn't expect that this mortal still had such power, so he quickly took out a light blue talisman from the spiritual ring.
The young man in blue glanced at the blue talisman in his hand rather painfully, then gritted his teeth and crushed the talisman. Suddenly, extremely terrifying icy energy condensed around him, forming a solid castle barrier around him.
The ice and snow barrier shattered, and the young man in blue appeared in embarrassment, barely blocking the terrifying power of Zi Yi.
"This mortal must have a valuable treasure on his body!"
The young man in blue looked a little pale, but his eyes were extremely fiery, staring at the dragon.
He didn't use all his strength just now, but if he uses all his strength now, he doesn't believe he can't defeat a mere mortal.
Whoosh!
Just when the young man in blue was about to take action again, the wooden sculpture from the dragon's arms flew out and floated above the dragon's head. Then the purple energy enveloped the dragon and flew away through the air.
"Damn it!"
The young man in blue cursed and followed closely behind.
Originally, the man in blue was fighting with a strong man. After the young man in blue was blasted away by the purple energy of the dragon, he stopped attacking and looked at the dragon with strange eyes.
After the big dragon broke through the air and left, the big man followed him immediately.
He and the young man in blue had the same idea. A mortal with no cultivation was able to block the offensive of the young man in blue. This shows that the treasure in this mortal must be unusual.
The two of them followed behind him in a tacit understanding and did not fight again. Obviously, they had a temporary truce now and wanted to figure out the treasure in this mortal body first.
"This is...the direction to Xinghua Village?"
Dalong was passively led by this purple energy, and soon discovered that the direction of this purple energy was exactly the direction of Xinghua Village, which he was familiar with.
After a while, Dalong saw the small village in front of him among the mountains.
Dalong saw too many market towns covered in heavy snow along the way, and victims were everywhere. This made Dalong very worried about the situation in Xinghua Village.
But when he saw Xinghua Village in front of him, he was stunned.
I saw that within a hundred miles of Xinghua Village, it was like spring all year round, full of greenery, and smoke was rising from every house, as if they were completely isolated from the snowstorm outside.
Moreover, Dalong also discovered that a hundred miles away from Xinghua Village, there was still heavy snowfall, and the snow was piled several feet deep.
When Dalong entered Xinghua Village, the young man in blue and the big man behind him stopped.
"This small village has been artificially placed under a ban? Is there any monk who cannot live in seclusion here?" The young man in blue said with a slight frown.
But the big man sneered: "The level of this formation's restriction is too low. In the eyes of you and me, it's just the same. You are also a disciple of the True God of the Qi Sword Sect, but you are actually afraid of a mere restriction?"
The young man in blue snorted coldly: "I just think it's strange that such a formation restriction suddenly appeared in such a small village in the mortal world. I didn't say that I would be afraid of this restriction."
"But speaking of it, this reclusive monk really has no ambitions. He is worse than those casual monks who are kings and hegemons in the mortal world. He actually lives in seclusion in a small village. It really makes me laugh out loud."
The big man nodded and said immediately: "Look at me breaking this restriction!"
With that said, the big man took out a huge double-edged ax and rushed into the restriction...
"Isn't this Dalong? When did you return to Xinghua Village? You didn't even notify me when you came back."
When the dragon landed at the entrance of the village, an old woman with gray hair was sweeping the ground. She was surprised when she saw the dragon.
"Aunt Wang!" Dalong said with a forced smile, "By the way, Aunt Wang, why is the village not affected by the snow disaster at all?"
The old woman put away her broom, looked at the heavy snowfall a hundred miles away, and said with a smile: "We villagers are also baffled. When there is heavy snowfall around us, within a hundred miles of our Xinghua Village, the climate is like spring all year round.
It’s very comfortable. Maybe it’s God blessing our Xinghua Village!”
Dalong smiled bitterly. He knew that the reason why Xinghua Village was protected from the snow disaster was probably related to the mysterious Uncle Zhuo.
Taking out the half-finished wood carving from his arms, Dalong said: "Aunt Wang, is Uncle Zhuo still in the village?"
"Yes! Master Zhuo has been carving various wooden products for the village over the years. I have to say that Master Zhuo's craftsmanship is really good. And now he is over seventy years old, but he is still very energetic and perseveres every day.
What about wood carvings? I have to admire his serious spirit." Aunt Wang said with a smile.
"That's good!"
Dalong nodded, said goodbye to Aunt Wang, and walked straight towards Uncle Zhuo's house.