At night.

The Peacock Sea is tranquil and serene.

It is like a mirror reflecting the entire starry sky.

From a distance, it looks like it is in the crystal clear lake water, inlaid with shining gems, and it looks beautiful and enchanting in the vast yellow sand.

The fog lingers.

There is also a bit of mystery shrouded in it.

The Peacock Sea is a famous lake and sea in the Western Regions, and it is called the Peacock Sea because it resembles a peacock with an open screen.

Because the salt of the sea is too high, there is no life in the water, and there is no grass on the surface of the lake, so it is also called the Sea of Death. In the daytime, the sky and water are the same color, like a mirror and the blue sky, so it is also called the mirror of the sky......

To the east of the Peacock Sea.

There is a river called the Peacock River because it originates in the Peacock Desert.

Although the Peacock Sea is bitter and astringent saltwater, the water of the Peacock River is crystal clear fresh water. On both sides of the river, you can see poplars towering, green grass, flowers blooming, and the scenery is pleasant.

Therefore, on both sides of the river, there is a country called Xiaowan Kingdom.

Among the 36 countries in the Western Regions, Xiaowan is not big, nor can it be said to be small, with more than 300,000 people and 5,000 or 6,000 soldiers.

And the more than 300,000 people of Xiaowan Kingdom all rely on the Peacock River to survive......

To the east of the country of Xiaowan.

It is the source of the Peacock River, which is one of the three major deserts in the Western Regions.

The Peacock Desert is located between the 36 countries of the Western Regions and the Loess Plateau, and almost everyone who wants to enter the Western Regions has to pass through the Peacock Desert.

Unless it is a long detour, climbing the snow-capped mountains and flowing Gobi.

Therefore, the Peacock Desert is the only way to enter the Western Regions, and Feng Qingyan will meet a caravan in the desert......

Under the silence of the night.

The lights on the bank of the Peacock River are sporadical, and the faint sound of silk and bamboo can be faintly heard in the wind. Under the thousand-year-old poplar on the shore, on the two-story restaurant built of stone, there are more than ten young Zhou people, who are drinking happily upstairs.

These young men looked like they were in their early twenties, dressed as literati.

At a glance, it can be seen that Zhou Tianxia has not been beaten by the society, and he is still a little arrogant.

Because only arrogant scholars, even if they come to the Western Regions, they still won't change their makeup. They don't look down on the 36 countries of the Western Regions, the strange culture of the Western Regions, and the costumes of the Western Regions that have no aesthetic sense......

Although the weekly suit is not suitable for blocking the wind and sand, it cannot cope with the harsh climate of the Western Regions.

But they still don't change.

in their hearts.

Even if you are far away, you still have to wear the clothes of your hometown, and the most you can do is to put a face towel on your face to block the wind and sand......

These young scholars all looked like dusty people, almost all of their faces were sunburned with dark red patches, and their lips were a little chapped.

But all of them are extraordinary.

"Three years! We only need three years to recover 30,000 miles of the Western Regions."

A young man with a somewhat chapped face, but still unable to hide his heroic spirit, held a wine clay bottle in his hand, and staggered with a strong drunkenness.

"Haha, three years!"

"Three years to recover thousands of miles of the Western Regions, educate the ...... of the 36 countries"

There were also young people laughing and laughing, and their eyes were a little drunk, but they were full of hope for the future.

They had come to the Western Regions half a year earlier.

Initially.

They just want to travel to the Western Regions, see the beauty of the Western Regions, see the wonders of the Western Regions, and see the people of the Western Regions. But after seeing most of them, they decided to stay in the Western Regions for the time being, trying to recover thousands of miles of the Western Regions and educate the thirty-six countries......

This decision was well received.

When they made up their minds, they could be described as ambitious and heroic, and they had the posture of not recovering the Western Regions and not returning to Zhou Tianxia.

"Xiaowanguo is mainly based on my Zhou people, and Xiaowanguo can be used as a starting point......"

A young man said as he drank.

But after a while.

They suddenly noticed that there was a riot outside the restaurant, and some young people couldn't help but look out the window and saw that there were more and more riots on both sides of the Peacock River.

They all seemed to look to the east in horror.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong?"

The heroic young man asked suspiciously, and came to the window with the wine bottle, and heard that it was extremely noisy outside, and it was already a mess.

"Oh no, it seems that there is a sandstorm hitting the Peacock River. ”

A young man said with a solemn face.

"What?"

"How big is this sandstorm?"

"It seems that it should not be small, otherwise it would not cause such a big riot. ”

At this moment, the young people in the restaurant seemed to have suddenly woken up, and they went downstairs with a worried face.

Under that thousand-year-old poplar.

A handsome young man stood still, squinting at the eastern night sky, also in his early twenties.

The night sky in the east.

Yellow sand fluttered all over the sky, like a huge wall of sand, obscuring the bright starry sky.

The young man who walked down from the restaurant saw the night sky in the east, his face changed greatly, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

"This, this ......"

"How is this possible? How can there be such a terrible sandstorm?"

Some of the young men were shocked, and their voices trembled a little, because the sandstorm was far beyond their imagination.

They see.

The sandstorm reached thousands of miles......

From a distance, it looks like a huge sea of sand, smashing towards the Peacock River.

At this moment, they finally understood why the two sides of the strait were in turmoil in an instant, and the people were extremely frightened. When the sandstorm comes, I am afraid that there will be no Peacock River in the Western Regions from now on, and Xiaowan Kingdom will also be buried under the Yellow Sea.

"Childe, how can this be done?"

The heroic young man walked under the thousand-year-old poplar and said with an anxious look on his face.

Under such a terrifying sandstorm, even if they are literati, I am afraid they will not be able to escape.

can only be buried under the yellow sand along with the Peacock River and Xiaowan Kingdom.

How not to shock them.

They have not yet recovered 30,000 miles of the Western Regions, nor have they yet indoctrinated the 36 countries......

Ambition has not been rewarded.

How this makes them willing.

"If it is smashed by this sandstorm, the Peacock River will become history from now on, and the Xiaowan Kingdom will also be destroyed......" The young man under the thousand-year-old poplar said, turning to look at the people behind him, "We can only smash the sandstorm to save the Peacock River, save the Xiaowan Kingdom, and save the 330,000 people on both sides of the river." ”

"Second Senior Brother, this sandstorm is too terrifying, I'm afraid it can't be broken with our strength. A young man said worriedly, "This sandstorm is at least 10,000 miles away, and the yellow sand is coming into a wall and a mountain, but it can cover the Peacock ......River in an instant."

As they spoke, the banks of the Peacock River were already in chaos.

Hundreds of people packed up and ran away.

But.

Who can run through a sandstorm?

Even if it is a scribe, it may not be able to run, and besides, it is an ordinary person, although the common people of the Western Regions are fiercer and stronger than the common people of Zhou Tianxia. However, he is still just an ordinary person, at most, he has learned two-handed martial arts to defend himself.

At this moment, on both sides of the Peacock River, there were beatings, scolding, crying, women's screams, and so on.

But more often than not, there are voices of despair.

In Xiao Wan's capital, the lord of the country looked at the sandstorm in the night sky in the east, and a look of despair appeared in his eyes.

He couldn't figure it out.

Why is there such a terrible sandstorm?

Thousands of miles of sandstorms, this is simply unimaginable, let alone heard of.

"Lord, let's go, if you don't leave, it'll be too late. ”

Someone persuaded.

"This is my country, where am I going?"

Xiao Wanguo is the main road.

And at this time.

Under the thousand-year-old poplar tree, the young man known as the second senior brother said, "Everyone, are you willing to follow me to crush the sandstorm?"

"Yes. ”

The heroic young man was the first to say.

"I am willing to follow the second senior brother. ”

The other nine young men groaned.

"Well, crushing the sandstorm is the first step in our indoctrination of the Thirty-Six Kingdoms. ”

The second senior brother laughed, and strode towards the sandstorm that smashed into it, "We are sharp knives to pierce this sandstorm ......."

The heroic young man chased after him.

The other nine young men looked at each other as if they were dead.

They didn't want to fight against the sandstorm of thousands of miles, but wanted to stab a hole in the sandstorm of thousands of miles......

As long as a hole is pierced out of the sandstorm, its power will be greatly reduced, and it is possible that the hole will collapse bigger and bigger, and finally lead to the collapse of the sandstorm.

Then the Peacock River will be saved.

And the second senior brother is Helian Mountain, and the heroic young man is naturally Liu Ling, the word is cloudy.

At first, they really just wanted to travel to the Western Regions, but who knew that half a year after coming to the Western Regions, they suddenly made a major decision, that is, they planned to recover the 30,000 li Western Regions with the strength of eleven people and educate the people of the 36 countries......

Three years is just the ideal time for them.

It does not mean that it is necessary to recover 30,000 li of the Western Regions in three years and educate the people of the 36 countries.

After all, there were only eleven of them.

Although they are all above the level of scribes, especially Helian Mountain, they are already in the realm of Wenxiang, and their strength is far beyond that of ordinary Wenxiang.

But there is no great Confucian, let alone a great sage.

There are thirty-six countries in the Western Regions, but there are great sages and sage-level existences......

Therefore, it is undoubtedly extremely difficult for the eleven of them to recover the Western Regions, and it can even be said that it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

If there is the help of the Burial Mountain Academy, then the difficulty will naturally be much less.

Especially the big brother shot.

But who would have thought.

Before they officially started to act, they encountered a sandstorm that was rare in a century.

If they don't do it, the Peacock River will be flooded by the sandstorm.

As for Xiao Wanguo, he naturally has his own masters, but he does not have the level of a great sage. And without the Daxian level, there is nothing to do about such a terrifying sandstorm......

In fact, in Xiaowan Kingdom, there are still many Zhou people.

But they didn't make a move.

Because there is simply nothing that can be done.

They will not be like Helian Mountain, Liu Ling and other students, for their own ideals, they can see death as home. Moreover, they will not be like Helian Mountain and Liu Ling, who can fight hard to save 300,000 people......

In the eyes of Helian Shan and other eleven students.

If even 300,000 people can't be saved, how can they educate the 36 countries?

These 300,000 people.

It's a country.

So they were ready to go up.

At this moment, on the wall of Xiao Wan's capital, countless people looked at the night sky in the east in shock, and they trembled in horror one by one.

They can't, and they can't escape.

But.

Nor did they meet the attack as Mount Helian.

"It's over, it's over......"

That's the only thought on their mind.

It seems that the whole person was frightened by the sandstorm and lost his soul.

The capital is in chaos, the banks of the Peacock River are in chaos, and many people are crazy to do evil before they die......

It's a pity that no one stopped them at this moment, they were all frightened by the sandstorm, and there was despair in their eyes.

With such a terrifying sandstorm, the Peacock River will cease to exist.

Xiao Wanguo was naturally buried under the yellow sand.

However, Helian Shan and the other eleven students of the first class of the Burial Mountain Academy rushed up to the wind and stabbed towards the sandstorm like sharp knives.

In the capital, many people vaguely saw Helian Shan and others, and they were all stunned.

Are they sending them to death?

These people who read the world all over the world really read stupidly, and they actually wanted to smash the sandstorm for thousands of miles......

Many people were shocked by Helian Shan and other eleven students.

From Helian Shan and other students, they felt the spirit of their youth, the passion of their youth, and the enthusiasm of their youth......

It's a pity that they are no longer young.

Whew-

The sandstorm has not yet arrived.

The wind and sand have arrived.

Wind and sand fall like rain from the night sky.

At this moment, the night sky on both sides of the Peacock River is no longer seeing bright stars, only the yellow sand flying in the sky.

Burst!

Syllable!

The wind and sand are sandwiched with gravel.

And with the arrival of the wind and sand, the sandstorm is getting closer and closer.

Everyone felt the loud sound of heaven and earth rumbling down, and it seemed that heaven and earth were also shaking under the sandstorm.

Helian Mountain and the other eleven students did not retreat, and continued to meet the sandstorm.

"Childe, the wind and sand are too big. ”

Liu Ling's face was already covered with a scarf, but he felt that there was still a mouthful of sand in his mouth, and said, "I'm afraid that eleven of us can't make a hole in the sandstorm......

The other nine squinted and did not speak, but followed closely behind.

"Wear it through!" exclaimed Helian, "eleven of us, passing through the center of the sandstorm, will surely pierce a hole." ”

"Are you all peers?"

"I'm with you. ”

Liu Ling said.

"I'm with you. ”

"I'm with you. ”

The other nine were all right.

Boom –

At this time, Helian Mountain burst out of his strongest state, glanced back at the ten people behind him, and said, "Everyone, I, Helian Mountain, are one step ahead." ”

Boom Boom –

The aura on Helian Mountain's body was like exploding, instantly tearing apart the wind and sand around him.

But this is only wind-blown sand, not a sandstorm.

At this moment, like an arrow on a string, he suddenly shot towards the dark sandstorm.

"I followed. ”

Liu Ling shouted and followed closely.

At this time, he was already in the realm of Wenshi, and he was also one of the outstanding disciples of the Burial Mountain Academy.

Immediately after, the nine students followed closely behind, shooting away like long arrows towards the dark and terrifying sandstorm.

Whew-

Helian Mountain flew away, and the breath that burst out of his body tore through the wind and sand around him.

However, as he got closer to the center of the sandstorm, he gradually felt the pressure of immense strength, as if a terrifying force was squeezing towards him, making him feel like he couldn't breathe.

At this moment, he had only one thought, to walk through the sandstorm with his body.

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