I can't tell if it's an illusion or what, but the monks walking in the various towns of the Wasteland always have a feeling that a storm is coming.

Wanxiang City is one of the five major factions, the first force in the world, and the Holy Sect is faintly domineering, but these two forces were offended by a prince of the Tang Kingdom at the same time.

I'm afraid this matter won't be good, the Five Realms Grandmasters have a tacit understanding with each other and haven't done anything, but no one knows how far it will develop when they welcome their relatives two months later.

After all, the Holy Sect died Zhai Yikuan, and the Martial King Zhou Luo died.

And Li Xiu is still alive and well.

No one in the teahouse answered his question, because no one knew where the Tang prince had gone in this turbulent month, dissipating into the air like smoke and dust, gone with the wind, without a trace.

Even the Holy Sect and Wanxiang City did not hear any news about him.

It's like a fish in the sea, and it's hard to find any traces.

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There are countless cities in the wasteland, but in fact, there is nothing in the town itself, and what really makes it famous depends on whether there are any great people living in this city.

For example, Guiyang City, where Huangfu's family is located.

The reason why Guiyang City can be famous all over the world is definitely not because of osmanthus cake or Guiyang opera, but because the emperor's family is here, so osmanthus cake and Guiyang opera will become famous and be well-known.

Quanshan City is a real small city, smaller than Bashan City, and there is no big man like Mr. Liu in the city.

The geographical location is not good, and the back and forth is not a critical place, this is just an ordinary small town, and the most in the world is often such a common place.

In fact, Quanshan City can also be called Shanquan City, the name is very easy to understand, take the appearance, as the name suggests, there is a mountain here, and there is a clear spring on the mountain.

It's not beautiful, but it's clean and elegant.

The city was quiet, the mountain was nice, and there was still a hot spring even in the middle of winter.

There was light snow in the sky, and there were three people standing in front of the hot spring.

"Whether it is Datang or Huangzhou, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is different from the world compared to Nanxue, if our descendants can grow up in such a land, how good it would be. ”

Zhibai bent down and put his hand into the hot spring and played back and forth, the hot spring water could not cause half of the damage to him, and he raised his hand from the spring, and the spring water poured down his fingers on the ground, pouring a few gaps in the snow.

His hands rose with heat in the cold sky, and those eyes were filled with hope and longing.

Jiang Linyu stood one step behind him, holding a paper umbrella in his hand on top of the two of them, and the snowflakes fell on the surface of the umbrella, unable to contaminate the bodies of the two.

"Datang is a behemoth, if possible, I would prefer to come to Huangzhou to find a place. ”

Mr. Two stood outside the umbrella and looked up at the wind and snow, they have lived in the South Snow Field since they were children, the most common except for the corpse is the falling snow, there is naturally no mountain spring and white snow in the eyes, but they feel very ordinary.

Jiang Linyu glanced at him and said softly: "I can come over at any time if I want, but how many can come?"

There are a lot of wasteland, although they are not as good as the Tang Dynasty, but they are also very many, so many people want to move the whole clan to the wasteland is undoubtedly impossible, and the people who can be alone are the nobles in the wasteland tribe, such as Zhibai or the general. 187

Naturally, they could have left that barren and desolate place long ago if they wanted to, but they didn't, they wanted to lead their people to live a good enough life.

In fact, whether it is the high priest or Zhibai and others, the requirements are not high, as long as they have a piece of land that is the same as that of Datang or Huangzhou.

But this is ambition.

It was impossible for the Tang State to back down and let them invade the land and slaughter the Tang people.

In the end, they are all fighting for their own positions.

Zhibai put down his hand and said with a smile: "In the future, all the places that can allow us to rely on to survive will have to be won by our own hands, fortunately, Master has a lot of time, and I also have a lot of time." ”

In the world of great contention, the people of great contention, there are many outstanding heroes in the Tang Kingdom, the top Zifei Chen Luo and others, slightly inferior Murong Chen Xuance, etc., one after another without any gaps to support this powerful country with their shoulders.

"So in the end, it's a matter of whose means are higher, junior brother, my cultivation talent is not as good as a few senior brothers, but fortunately, my brain turns faster, and I think of more things. ”

One last glance at the steaming fountain, Zhibai turned and walked down the mountain.

Jiang Linyu and Mr. Er glanced at each other and followed behind, this time before coming out, the master said very clearly, many matters in the barren state must be listened to by the junior brother.

The relationship between the six brothers is extremely good, and there is no objection to who is in charge.

"Quanshan City is quite far away from the Holy Sect, and the junior brother came straight here after leaving Wanxiang City, why?"

Mr. Two walked behind, looked around at the mountain snow on all sides, and asked out loud.

Zhibai said: "Quanshan City is far away from the Holy Sect, and it is also far from Wanxiang City, but it is very close to one place. ”

"Where?"

"Morro Cliffs. ”

Morro Cliffs?

Hearing this name, Mr. Er and Jiang Linyu glanced at each other, and there was a sudden look in their eyes.

Zhibai explained as he walked: "Two months later, no matter whether it is Li Xiu or Xue Wuye who has the last laugh, this matter will not end well, it is destined to set off a bloody storm, Huangzhou is not the Tang Dynasty after all, many of Li Xiu's actions here will be restricted, and if he waits until this matter, he will be even more restricted." ”

"He came here for two purposes, one is to marry Cong Xiaoxiao, and the other is to get the Book of Heavens, so there won't be too many opportunities in the future, or even none, so he can only go to Moro Cliff to get the Book of Heavens before this matter is completely fermented. ”

After walking down the high mountain, there is a long road at the foot of the mountain, and stepping on it and walking straight ahead is Quanshan Castle.

"So Li Xiu will definitely go to Moro Cliff. ”

In the past month, no one in the world knows where Li Xiu has gone, and he can't even find the slightest trace, obviously it is with the help of heaven behind him that he can be so hidden.

But Zhibai knew that he didn't even care about the rumors from the outside world, he only believed everything he calculated, this was Li Xiu's only chance to obtain the Book of Heavens, so he would definitely go to Moro Cliff now.

Jiang Linyu gently turned the umbrella surface, slid down a piece of clear snow, and said slowly: "Then we are going to Moro Cliff now?"

Zhibai shook his head, with a look of excitement in his eyes: "Before that, we have to meet someone first." ”