Chapter Twenty-Three: Please Enter the Urn

When the great monk stopped running all the way and put Wang Yuetian and Zhang Yiren down from his body, the sunset was already half-set, and the dark red glow was like a pink silk scarf draped over an ancient city.

This ancient city is different from the brick and tile structure of ordinary cities in the Central Plains, but is a mixed body of plain bricks on the outside and iron bones on the inside. At first glance, it really has a bit of an iron wall.

I saw that there was a huge brown plaque inlaid with gold edges hanging above the gate of the ancient city. The three gilded characters on the plaque reflected a golden-pink light in the glow: Frost City!!

At this time, the Qingshuang City had long since lost its former tranquility, and the sky-high flames that came out of the city were now shooting into the hopeless forest sea in an endless stream. This kind of fire-filled battle made the entire Frost City seem to be in a sea of fire.

Wang Yuetian was surprised to see such a scene, while secretly sighing that the firearms in this world were so powerful, but on the other hand, he didn't understand what this battle was for.

Between thoughts, Wang Yuetian couldn't help but move his eyes slightly, but saw that Zhang Yiren and the great monk beside him also looked a little dignified. He knew in his heart that this situation was not normal. But in any case, they can't do nothing here. After thinking about it for a while, he still asked the great monk:

"Master, the disciple has grown up in the mountains since he was a child, and he has never seen such a scene, could it be that today is an important festival to fire such a grand salute to celebrate?"

The great monk didn't expect Wang Yuetian to ask such a question, so he opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer. In the end, the great monk actually looked at Zhang Yiren not far away, and the meaning in his eyes was clearly for Zhang Yiren to explain.

Seeing the great monk behaving like this, Wang Yuetian couldn't help but look at Zhang Yiren with some curiosity.

Zhang Yiren was shocked when he saw the Heavenly Fire Bomb in the hopeless forest sea. Born in the Three Peerless Sects, she knew more about this dragon slaying artillery than the others present. At this time, feeling the eyes of the two of them, she hesitated slightly, but still spoke:

"Brother Wang, this cannon is not for celebration. I believe that Brother Wang also knows that the younger sister is from the Three Peerless Sects, and this Qingshuang City is the border city under the jurisdiction of my Three Peerless Sects.

The reason why my Three Peerless Sect is called the Three Absolute Sect is because the patriarch of my Three Absolute Sect has three unique skills that are famous for Ling Yun: one is the sword master, the second is the instrument master, and the third is the healing master.

The cannon that is being fired in this Qingshuang City is called the Dragon Slaying Cannon, which is an extremely powerful crystal-burning weapon developed by my Three Peerless Ancestors, and it is specially forged for several cities that are vulnerable to enemy attacks.

The dragon slaying cannon is made of fire-steel and is exceptionally strong, while the shells vary according to the needs of each city. Due to the close proximity of this Clear Frost City to the Hopeless Forest Sea, it sometimes encounters beast tides, and the ammunition level is the highest level of mixed gold heavenly fire bombs. Under the burst urging of high-quality burning crystals, the power can even be comparable to the full force of an ordinary Jindan master. Due to the huge power of this cannon, the burning crystals consumed are also precious anomalies. Therefore, unless it is facing a major danger such as a beast tide, it will never be used lightly.

Murong Ping, the current city lord of Qingshuang City, is a deep person, and it stands to reason that he will never open the dragon slaying cannon for no reason, unless... ”

Zhang Yiren stopped abruptly at this point, and she suddenly realized that Murong Ping's unusual behavior might be related to the death of his son Murong Zhang not long ago. Thinking of this, Zhang Yiren had a bad premonition in his heart.

Wang Yuetian suddenly stopped when he saw Zhang Yiren talking about the key point, and couldn't help asking:

"Since Miss Zhang has such a relationship with this Qingshuang City, I wonder what guess the girl has about the sudden launch of the dragon slaying cannon in Qingshuang City?"

When Zhang Yiren heard Wang Yuetian's question, he was a little hesitant in his heart. Because this great monk has always been by his side, if he talks about the process of Murong Zhang's death, he will not only leave hidden dangers for himself, but also very likely to leak the relevant information of the Dragon Gate Order!

The great monk saw Zhang Yiren's expression of wanting to speak and stopping, but he didn't say much. After all, although the Three Peerless Sects are not demons but are cults, there are countless people under their sects who are out of line. Although he also had some doubts about the strange behavior of this Qingshuang City Lord, he now had something important to do, and at the same time, he had met a "disciple" like Wang Yuetian with deep roots, so he really didn't have the heart to get involved in the affairs of the Three Peerless Sects anymore.

On the contrary, the great monk now wishes that Zhang Yiren would leave as soon as possible. Without the unstable factor of Zhang Yiren, he could take Wang Yuetian to catch the chasing feng shui spirit beast. As long as you find that person by chasing the feng shui spirit beast, and then take that person back to the Miaofa Temple with Wang Yuetian, this hopeless trip to Lin Hai will be complete.

Thinking of this, the great monk said to Wang Yuetian:

"Amitabha, donor, it's getting late today, let's go into this Qingshuang City and stay for the time being. ”

When Wang Yuetian heard this, he felt a little inappropriate. After all, although it is true that dry consumption is not a way outside the city, it is also necessary to take unknown risks to enter the city without knowing what happened in this Qingshuang City.

Before Wang Yuetian could reply, Zhang Yiren next to him shook again, as if he was about to fall. Seeing this, Wang Yuetian immediately stepped forward quickly and grabbed Zhang Yiren's slightly shaky shoulder, and said:

"Miss Zhang, how are you?"

Zhang Yiren, who was lying lightly in Wang Yuetian's arms, shook her head at Wang Yuetian slightly, and smiled faintly to indicate that it was no big deal, but her face was even paler at this time.

Wang Yuetian saw Zhang Yiren's state and knew that Zhang Yiren must have recurred due to internal injuries due to running all the way. So, he turned to the great monk and said:

"Master, now Miss Zhang is seriously injured, and I am afraid that she still needs medical treatment. I don't know if the master has a healing method that can relieve Miss Zhang's injuries. ”

When the great monk heard this, he bowed slightly at Wang Yuetian. Immediately, he took out a brown elixir from his long sleeve.

I saw the great monk waving his sleeve at Zhang Yiren's clothes, and several invisible energies stabbed towards several points on Zhang Yiren's body.

Almost instantly, several key points on Zhang Yiren's body were pointed, and under the impact of several strange true qi, Zhang Yiren couldn't help but open his mouth and exhale a mouthful of turbid air.

At this moment, the Great Monk shook the brown pill in his hand into a piece of medicinal powder. The medicinal powder that should have been scattered was all sent into Zhang Yiren's mouth at an extremely fast speed under the impact of the qi that was transformed into true qi.

Zhang Yiren only felt that after exhaling all the turbid gas, a stream of cool powder followed his mouth. Although I don't know what the ingredients of the powder are, I only feel that the medicine only feels like it melts in my mouth. Traces of coldness spread from her mouth and nose to her whole body, slowly moisturizing her body, which was somewhat weakened by the injury. It was only a moment of effort, and her face was actually a little more bloody than just now.

Feeling that his physical condition had improved, Zhang Yiren stiffened his still somewhat tired body and bowed to the great monk, saying:

"Thank you to the master for helping people heal their wounds, and the master's feelings are remembered by people. In the future, if the master needs to rely on others, he will do his best to repay the master's kindness today. ”

When the great monk heard Zhang Yiren say this, his complexion did not change much, and his tone was still a little cold:

"Amitabha, the female benefactor's heart has been understood.

Although the donor's injuries are serious, with the donor's system, as long as the donor is properly recuperated, it is believed that it will not take long to recover. The poor monk went out this time and did not bring too much healing things. But this Qingshuang City is a city under the Three Peerless Sects, and I believe that as long as the female benefactor reports to her family, someone will definitely take care of the female benefactor very thoroughly.

If it's not early today, let's go to the city first, so that the female donor can also be properly treated by Qingshuang City. ”

When Zhang Yiren heard this, his face changed greatly. Listening to the meaning of the great monk, he actually wanted to take the initiative to contact Qingshuang City and let the people of Qingshuang City take care of himself!

This Qingshuang City Lord Murong Ping already had a grudge against his father for killing his father! Not to mention the incident of the Dragon Gate Order! These two things, no matter which one of them was known by this Murong Ping, he definitely had only one way to die!

Seeing that the great monk had slowly moved towards the city gate, Zhang Yiren could no longer care about his previous doubts, and said to the great monk with a little eagerness:

"Master and slow!"

The great monk heard a shout from Zhang Yiren, and his steps in the march couldn't help but stop, and he turned his head to look at it with some puzzlement.

And when Wang Yuetian saw this series of changes in Zhang Yiren, he also had some guesses of his own in his heart.

At this time, I heard Zhang Yiren say again:

"Don't hide it from the master, this time there was a sudden change in Qingshuang City, although people dare not determine the reason. However, according to the postponement, Murong Ping, the city lord of Qingshuang City, is very likely to have something to do with the death of his son Murong Zhang in the hopeless forest not long ago. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Yiren couldn't help but turn his head slightly to look at Wang Yuetian who was holding him.

Wang Yuetian, who had been supporting Zhang Yiren, saw Zhang Yiren suddenly look at him, and his heart suddenly moved, and he couldn't help but think of the bloody scene when he first saw Zhang Yiren.

"Brother Wang, at noon today, I was rescued by Brother Wang. And before Brother Wang came, the people of the Giant Sword Gate designed to kill Murong Zhang, the son of Murong Ping, the city lord of Qingshuang City, with soft tendons. They then had another internal strife, and in the end, only one disciple, Liu Jingguo, survived, and that person was the one who wanted to kill Brother Wang but was killed by Brother Wang's engong. ”

After listening to Zhang Yiren's answer, Wang Yuetian was stunned. He just thought that the person he had killed when he was possessed by Ling Yun was the son of the city lord of Frost City. After making trouble for a long time, it turned out that what he killed was the people of the Giant Sword Gate. In this way, he has become the benefactor of Qingshuang City.

The great monk listened to Zhang Yiren's words, but he was suspicious in his heart, and couldn't help asking:

"That Giant Sword Sect is only a third-rate sect in Qingshuang City, but Murong Ping, the city lord of Qingshuang City, is a famous and decisive person in killing, why do they dare to kill Murong Ping's son?"

When Zhang Yiren heard the great monk ask this, his heart suddenly tightened! Sure enough, he still had to get the Longmen Order!

And Wang Yuetian, who had been guessing the truth of the matter beside Zhang Yiren, was suspicious when he saw that the great monk was suspicious at this time, and he was also worried that if the matter of the Longmen Order was leaked, it would cause unnecessary incidents. After all, judging from various phenomena, the value of this Dragon Gate Order is by no means ordinary, and if it is known to the great monk at this time, I am afraid that it will add more variables. So, he suddenly interjected:

"Master, according to what Miss Zhang said, the city lord of Qingshuang City suddenly shelled Lin Hai at this time, I am afraid that he has already learned the news of his son's death.

According to the disciple's opinion, there is no hope for Lin Hai to be boundless, and it is too difficult to find the person who killed his son.

The city lord of Qingshuang City bombarded Lin Hai, causing a sea of fire around Lin Hai, and even attracting all the beasts in Lin Hai to run together. In this case, most people have to retreat to the nearby city for safety. In this way, he has the opportunity to find the murderer and avenge his son's revenge. ”

Wang Yuetian's words made Zhang Yi's heart even tighter, and her already nervous mood fluctuated even more at this time! Although she had a bad premonition when she saw the Sky Full Fire Dragon Cannon before, she didn't understand the specific reason. Hearing Wang Yuetian's analysis, she could almost confirm that this Qingshuang City Lord Murong Ping's move was to find her! What's worse is that this Murong Ping's purpose in doing this is not only to get his son to take revenge, but it is more likely that he has already learned the news of the Dragon Gate Order!!

And the great monk frowned when he heard Wang Yuetian's analysis, and said:

"Master Zhang, this Qingshuang City Lord Murong Ping opened the dragon slaying artillery in order to avenge his personal revenge, causing countless innocent people to die tragically. Is it also permissible for your Three Absolute Sects to do things to this extent?"

When Zhang Yiren heard the great monk's question, he immediately responded:

"Master, if this Murong Ping really used the dragon slaying cannon for his own personal gain, this kind of thing would definitely not be allowed.

Now is the most peaceful time of the year for the hopeless Lin Hai, and it is also the time when people from all walks of life enter the Lin Hai the most, and even many of the outer disciples of my Three Peerless Sect are also in the forest. Once Murong Ping's behavior is discovered by our sect, not only is the position of the city lord doomed, but even his head may not be saved. ”

Speaking of which, Zhang Yiren was suddenly stunned. She was almost 100% sure now, this Murong Ping must have learned the news of the Dragon Gate Order. Because only the Dragon Gate Order can save his life in this situation!

Thinking of this, Zhang Yiren's heart was even more cold. This Murong Ping seems to have made up his mind to catch himself!!

After listening to Zhang Yiren's answer, Wang Yuetian also knew it in his heart, and couldn't help but say to the great monk:

"Master, if it is really as Miss Zhang said. Then we can't entrust Miss Zhang to Qingshuang City.

Although I don't know if this Clear Frost City City Lord has any tricks to solve this catastrophe. But if he is only angry for the revenge of the loss of his son. At this time, he handed over Miss Zhang to him, even if he knew that the real murderer had died, it was difficult to guarantee that he would not do anything unfavorable to Miss Zhang.

For the safety of Miss Zhang, let's hurry overnight and go to the next city in the opposite direction of the dragon slaying artillery. ”

The great monk listened to Wang Yuetian's questioning, and felt in his heart that it was indeed too dangerous to entrust Zhang Yiren to the people of Qingshuang City at this time. But when he heard Wang Yuetian say that he was going to the next city, he shook his head and said:

"Amitabha, the benefactor's words are indeed reasonable. But I'm afraid we won't be able to travel to other cities for the time being. ”

When Wang Yuetian heard this, he was stunned and asked:

"Master, I don't know why?"

"Amitabha, a few days ago, several important dikes outside Qingshuang City were all destroyed, and the flood has blocked all the main roads connecting Qingshuang City with other cities.

Now that the water has not receded, it would be okay if it was a poor monk and a benefactor. But the female benefactor, she was seriously injured, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to bear the fatigue of long-term travel in the sky.

Moreover, please see the donor. ”

Wang Yuetian was already startled when he heard the big water cut off, and a bad feeling faintly rose in his heart. At this time, following the direction of the great monk's finger, he saw that following the direction of the great monk's finger, there were figures rushing out of the hopeless forest one after another, and they continued to pour into the Qingshuang City.

"Donor, now there are people in the hopeless forest sea who are constantly pouring towards Qingshuang City. Once in the city, they can be described as turtles in an urn.

If this Qingshuang City City Lord Murong Ping was really as the donor said, it was hard to guarantee that he would not make any more crazy moves.

The Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter. The poor monk now knows that sentient beings are in danger, and he cannot stand idly by. ”

After Wang Yuetian heard the great monk say this, although he was anxious in his heart, he couldn't help but say:

"Master, I just heard Miss Zhang say that this dragon slaying cannon is extremely powerful, and every blow has the power of a Jindan master.

If once we enter the city, this Murong Ping will be able to deal with the master with the dragon slaying cannon, will he be able to deal with it with the master's cultivation?"

When the great monk heard this, he shook his head and said:

"The power of this dragon-slaying artillery, with the cultivation of the old man, it is okay to deal with one or two, and there is only one escape to deal with five or six. If ten cannons are fired at the same time, even the old man is afraid that only one will die. ”

When Wang Yuetian heard this, he thought that the great monk was compassionate again, and he was going to sacrifice his life for righteousness. He couldn't help but be anxious, but before he could speak, he heard Zhang Yiren's voice in his ears.

"Brother Wang, this dragon slaying cannon is amazingly powerful, so the ancestors took a lot of factors into account when creating this artillery.

In order to prevent the cannon from being stolen and misused by others, the dragon slayer cannon was designed to only fire in a fixed direction. Only the sky outside and inside the city is the range of artillery. The inside of the castle is set to be unable to attack. Anyone who wants to fire a cannon or move a cannon into the city will trigger the artillery's self-destruct formation. ”

In most cases, if the enemy enters the city, it is basically not far from being captured. The design of this dragon slaying cannon in this mode is also thanks to the ancestors of the three peerless sects who came up with it. Hearing this, Wang Yuetian breathed a sigh of relief.

Now the city is surrounded by great waters, and I can't go anywhere else for a while. But if you stay outside the city all the time, don't say if there will be a beast tide attacking the city for a while. If this Murong Ping discovers it and becomes the target of this dragon-slaying artillery, it will really be lifeless.

Although the city is also in danger at this time, it should be safer than the outside of the city. After all, there is a great monk with a high cultivation by his side.

Thinking of this, Wang Yuetian gestured slightly to the great monk. Seeing this, the great monk smiled, and took the lead in walking towards Qingshuang City.

Looking at the figure of the great monk who was slowly moving forward, Wang Yuetian's face was slightly solemn. But feeling the chaos of the various birds and beasts fighting in the hopeless forest sea behind him, he still gritted his teeth secretly, turned his head and whispered to Zhang Yiren beside him:

"Miss Zhang, let's go in and take shelter for a while. I only hope that the people of the Three Peerless Sects can get the news as soon as possible and rush to this Clear Frost City to stop more innocent people from suffering. ”

When Zhang Yiren heard this, although he was also hesitant, he still nodded at Wang Yuetian and said:

"Well, Brother Wang, I listen to you in everything!"

When Wang Yuetian heard this, he helped Zhang Yiren and slowly walked towards Qingshuang City.

The backs of the three of them were stretched to the ground under the reflection of the last rays of the setting sun. The black back and the earth under the reflection of the blood-red sky slowly merged, which seemed to indicate the imminent slaughter and hidden blood in the Clear Frost City...