242 Hope Down(1/2)
Half a month later...
To the extreme north of Daling is Tiandu Mountain.
Vast snow covers the ground.
The top of the rolling snow-capped mountains looming over the gray and black rocky ground.
There is a black stone building standing quietly in the mountains, bathed in the wind and snow.
The eaves of the building complex are slightly warped, the pointed roofs are black tiles, and the walls are covered with large chunks of frost.
Looking from a distance, each building looks like a large black lotus vying to cluster together.
At the center of the lotus is a square, nine-story attic.
Most of the body of the attic has been frozen and fused with the snow-capped mountains. It is like a relief sculpture carved from the stone wall.
This is the main pavilion of Xuehong Pavilion.
It is also the place with the largest number of martial arts reserves in the entire Great Spirit.
At this time, the wind and snow became more intense, and avalanches even occurred in some places in the snow-capped mountains.
Animals living in the north have already found good caves to hide in and avoid the harsh weather.
But from the Xuehong Pavilion, three people ignored the wind and snow and walked quickly down the mountain along the stone steps that looked like ice sculptures.
One side of the stone steps is an abyss, and the other side is a majestic snow-capped mountain.
The stairs are close to the direction of the abyss, and there are rows of crystalline ice edges hanging on the edge.
It was as if the water line that was about to drip after melting was frozen and solidified in mid-air again.
Stone steps that are so condensed should be extremely easy to slip.
But the three figures who walked out of Xuehong Pavilion walked as fast as they could on flat ground.
All three of them were wearing black cloaks, even their heads were covered.
The cloak was two meters wide. It was blown by the cold wind and kept flying back, revealing a bit of the gray and black military leather armor worn by the three of them.
But the cloak can only cover the outline of the body, but not the height.
One of the three people is over 2.3 meters tall.
The other two are also over two meters tall.
It gives people an extremely burly aura.
Click.
Suddenly the three of them slowed down and stopped on the first step, looking down.
Within sight of the three people.
A chubby figure was walking up the mountain step by step along the stone steps.
The man seemed to have just noticed the three of them. He raised his head, revealing a fat and kind face.
"Oh, isn't this General Zhou Yan and Zhou Lie? What a coincidence, I meet you here."
The person who came was surprisingly the leader of the Taoist Sect, the current Chongxuan Taoist Yue Dewen.
"General Zhou Lie is in such a hurry, is he going to do something important?" Yue Dewen asked with a smile.
"Headmaster Yue, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still as strong as ever." One of the three people raised his head, lifted his cloak, and revealed his face.
It was an indifferent face wearing a black metal forehead ring.
This man's entire body is unusually broad and strong.
Even the proportions of the facial features are much larger than those of ordinary people.
A pair of clear black and white eyes, as motionless as a sculpture in the wind and snow, staring down at Yue Dewen below.
"General Zhou Lie has given me the reward. I'm just a little better at taking care of myself than ordinary people." Yue Dewen said with a smile.
The two looked at each other and counted their breaths.
Zhou Yan is almost twice the size of Yue Dewen, and he is still standing higher.
But the strange thing is that when the two confront each other, the momentum they exude is almost equal.
"General Zhou Lie is not cultivating in the pavilion. This time, he should be ordered to go to Citong, right?" Yue Dewen suddenly said bluntly.
"..." Zhou Yan did not reply.
As a member of Xuehong Pavilion, he only takes orders from the royal family and does not care about the other forces no matter who they are.
The previous politeness was just a trace of respect for the second-best master in the world in front of him.
But that's all.
After all, this guy is over ninety years old.
Yue Dewen didn't take it seriously and continued to smile.
"Speaking of which, there is also a stupid boy in my family who is also in Citong now. The old man came here this time because of him.
I believe that what happened to Erythrina and the disappearance of the princess has nothing to do with that boy of mine.
Please also ask General Zhou Lie to show mercy when the time comes to deal with this matter."
"I will only act according to the law. I will disappoint Master Yue." Zhou Yan said solemnly.
"Of course, of course. If that boy of mine really commits a crime, he will naturally be dealt with impartially.
It's just..." The gentle smile on Yue Dewen's face paused slightly, and a chill suddenly flashed across his eyes.
"It's just that in some situations where Zhou Liejiang needs to make his own judgment, please take more care of him."
He instantly regained his friendly smile.
"After all, these days, it's not easy to find a suitable and satisfactory heir... The veteran has been looking for it for twenty years..."
"I understand the meaning of Master Yue." Zhou Yan's pupils shrank slightly, and when he was glanced at by that look, he faintly felt that the skin all over his body was shrinking like needle pricks.
"That's good, that's good~~~" Yue Dewen said with a smile, "Speaking of which, I believe that my boy will not be involved in anything. After all, he is still young and small. It is normal for children to be ignorant sometimes.
But if you really want to say that you can do great things and cause great disasters, that would be an injustice.
These days, if any adult wants to argue with a child, it would be disrespectful, right?"
He continued to go up, stepping on the steps step by step.
"By the way, I heard that the right commander of Xuehong Pavilion has rushed to Prince Zhending's palace. General Zhou Lie, please don't go the wrong way... The steps at this step are too high, too high...
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He looked at the abyss at the edge of the steps with fear, and spoke in an exaggerated tone.
The two of them passed each other.
Soon, Yue Dewen's figure disappeared at the end of the stone steps and approached Xuehong Pavilion.
Zhou Yan said nothing more. He just put on his cloak again.
"General, we...?" the adjutant on the side asked in a deep voice.
"Since Grandmaster Yue personally guarantees it, I'll just give you some face when the time comes." He replied in a low voice.
Even the Daoist incident last time was not protected by Yue Dewen. It seems that the Daoist Cult is not planning to retreat this time.
And the new way is by no means as simple as the news released on the surface.
in addition....
The leader of the right army, King Zhending...compared to the fighting game between these two big men, his side is just a small disturbance.
The above are pressing each other step by step. Now, it depends on how King Zhending responds.
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Yongxiang's disappearance did not immediately cause any news.
After all, it would take at least more than a month to return to Dadu from Citong and walk slowly. Half a month is simply not enough.
It's just that someone used some special means to send the information back to Dadu in advance.
After Zhang Rongfang returned to Yuanxing Residence, he did not continue to live there. Instead, he found an abandoned Taoist temple near Citong. After renovation, it was established as the general temple of the Taoist Sect in Citong.
Externally, after communicating with the governor of Fuyin, he received money allocated by Ci Tong and began to hire craftsmen to build the Taoist palace.
The counter-sect gradually subsided, and the White Shi Sect suffered heavy casualties. The only archbishop was frightened by the last siege and fled overseas overnight.
The entire Erythrina has returned to peace and seems to have regained its composure.
But all senior executives understand that this is just the calm before the storm.
Yongxiang is seriously injured and disappears, which will definitely trigger the anger of Lingting. When the time comes...
To be continued...