Master of Great Calamity

The wind is howling, and the snow is boundless.

A group of monks in black robes came in groups, flew with their swords, and swept across a flat snow field.

Their speed was not fast, and they kept using their divine senses, sweeping across the snowfield over and over again.

Their expressions are serious, and it seems that they will not let go of any secret space, which shows that they are extremely serious.

And such a group of monks just passed by from a hundred miles away half an hour ago.

Starting from the area around Mount Mopu on the fourth snow line, this area is thousands of miles away, and people have checked it over and over again.

What these people don't know is that, just a hundred miles away from the area they concentrated their energy on searching, on the edge of the fifth snow line, under a flat snowfield that looks like nothing, a huge grotto has been dug out by someone.

The grotto has a radius of tens of feet, half of which are natural caves. Now Fang Yuan and the four Dharma boats are all in this grotto, surrounded by Fang Yuan's carefully arranged defensive array, not only can't see anything from the sky, even if it is close to the ground, scanning with spiritual sense, they can't find the existence of this grotto.

Hey, it seems that what happened this time really caused a lot of trouble...

Inside the grotto, Old Demon Yan was babbling while making tea, with a worried expression on his face, he couldn't help but said to Fang Yuan: My lord, you guessed right, someone will come looking for you soon, we are safe if we hide here, but after all, it is not a long-term solution, it means we are trapped here, we can't hide forever!

Fang Yuan didn't answer his words, but sat cross-legged on a stone platform, closed his eyes and meditated.

In his mind, he was also thinking about this.

Before that, he expected that someone would come, and guessed that someone might follow his previous route to track his position, so he chose such a snowfield, let the three old devils dig a hole, and then rushed forward all the way, killing many snow beasts, misleading others to chase forward, but he turned back and set up a large formation around the grotto, hiding his aura.

Then when he finished all this, he turned around and rushed back, hiding in the grotto.

From his position, he could just see how many people were chasing after the maze he had set up. This result made him a little startled. Back and forth, even hundreds of monks came to find him, most of them were disciples of Xijianchi.

It seemed that he was indeed involved in something.

Xijianchi obviously didn't want to enter the snowfield by himself before, but after he mixed in, he didn't send too many people to follow him. It seemed that he was a bit out of control, but now, a large number of swordsmen were sent out, pulling out again and again...

This can only show that, for Xijianchi, what he encounters now is more important than his obsession.

So……

He couldn't help looking at the three Dharma boats: What is it?

Originally, his plan was to practice slowly on this snowfield by himself, and then look for the whereabouts of the Wusheng Sword Tomb, but now, he was forced to stay and wait and see what happened, otherwise, if he showed his face, he would be immediately targeted...

Tuk tuk... duk...

After an unknown amount of time, there was a dull knocking sound on the top of the grotto, and the inside of the grotto immediately fell silent. Old Demon Yan listened carefully to the pattern of the knocking sound, then heaved a sigh of relief, nodded to Fang Yuan and said, Flying Ghost is back!

Fang Yuan destroyed the formation, and a crack appeared in the sky above the grotto, and Fei Guier was peeking out above it.

This is a secret arrangement made by Fang Yuan. His grotto is under the snowfield. There is nothing on the surface, but there is a hidden world underneath. In the snowdrift above, there is an inconspicuous big bluestone.

Wrapped in the cold air, Fei Guier flew into the grotto, trotted up to Fang Yuan, and said, I found out!

Seeing his lips turned purple from the cold, Fang Yuan told him not to worry, and asked Old Mo Yan to pour him a cup of tea pill first.

Fei Guier drank it all in one gulp, felt a little warmth on his body, then let out a soft breath, and said, Young master, the snowfield is already in chaos outside. I went out to inquire and found that the monks in Xuezhou went deep into the snowfield to find the Wusheng Sword Tomb. They only reached the fourth snow line, and the number of them decreased greatly. Some people said that it was the evil cultivator of Chengtian Sword Dao who came out to steal people's souls. Some people said that the old monsters deep in the snowfield were disturbed by others and started killing them. But what is certain is that, A lot of people disappeared inexplicably...

Disappeared?

Old Demon Yan came over with a teapot, his face dazed.

Fei Guier nodded, and said: Yes, although going deep into the snow field, there will indeed be many inexperienced monks who will be frozen to death by the severe cold and besieged by snow beasts, but they shouldn't disappear so many. I thought it was a bit weird, so I ran to a few places and inquired carefully. I found that there were still some survivors. I heard some rumors. It seems that many people have encountered some unknown monks who escorted a batch of supplies. He was killed by someone...

After Fang Yuan heard these words, his expression darkened, and he said, Is there anything else?

Fei Guier handed the tea bowl to Old Demon Yan, motioned him to pour another bowl for himself, then lowered his voice, and said in a deep voice: Yes, my lord, you also know that the most indispensable thing on this snowfield is the devil. I know a group of them. They have always been hiding near the third and fourth snow lines to kill and steal treasure. I went out to try to find them this time, but found that most of them disappeared. I only found one who was seriously injured and hid himself. If it wasn't for him, he would ask me for some medicine Save your life, you won't see me...

Having said that, he breathed a sigh of relief and said in a low voice: I heard from him that their group of people had targeted a group of people who looked like Zhongzhou monks half a year ago, and seemed to escort some treasures. They were greedy when they saw that group of monks were not strong enough, so they wanted to snatch them, but they didn't expect these people to have magical weapons, which was really bad luck. Being hunted down by people from the Sword Washing Pool...

Fang Yuan's expression was slightly cold, he was silent for a while, and then asked, Did they find anything?

Fei Guier said: This is the interesting part. At that time, they were considered the most powerful group of devils in this snow field. Their cultivation base was not weak, and they were carrying blood treasures. Seeing that those people attacked fiercely, they could only fight for their lives. After a lot of fighting, although they were defeated and lost, the opponent also suffered a lot. They even broke a dharma boat, which... was filled with all kinds of precious medicines!

The old devil Yan next to him was stunned for a moment, and said in a voiceless voice: Isn't that the same as us?

Fei Guier nodded, and said: It's about the same, but we were lucky enough to take these things down, but they were unlucky enough to be killed and silenced. Now that we have calculated carefully, there are probably more than a dozen groups of people who were silenced because they ran into these things. This also proves that there are quite a few people escorting supplies on the snowfield...

Old Mo Yan couldn't help being stunned when he heard this: What's going on here, you're so ruthless...

At this moment, Bai Zhisou, who was behind them, quietly retracted his neck, as if a little frightened.

Fang Yuan sat still, but his heart quickly changed: Is it because of me that you caused so many troubles?

He couldn't help but think that this snow field, where there is no one for tens of thousands of miles on weekdays, is the most suitable for doing some secret activities.

Just like Fei Guier's friend, the probability of encountering such a thing is really very small.

But not long ago, in order to successfully break through the barrier of Xijianchi, I spread the map of Wusheng Sword Tomb, attracting countless people to rush into the snowfield. This made the number of people on the snowfield where there is no one in the tens of thousands of miles, the number of people suddenly increased countless times.

And those who broke through these things, the final result, without exception, was directly silenced...

Although I heard from Fei Guier that there were a few people who slipped through the net, but so many people died, but only a few escaped. It can be seen that the opponent's attack and strict secrecy have reached a level beyond people's imagination...

Could these things have something to do with Chengtian Sword Dao?

Old Demon Yan pondered for a while, and couldn't help asking this sentence.

But Fei Guier gave a wry smile when he heard this, and said: Chengtian swordsmanship, do you have such a great ability?

Old Demon Yan shut his mouth immediately and stopped talking.

And Fang Yuan just remained silent, sitting quietly and calculating.

These people who suddenly escorted so many supplies to the snow field are too mysterious, and it is too hard to imagine what they are doing. There are so many people searching for themselves outside, which makes them feel a bit surprised...

Jin Hanxue came out with the white cat in her arms, saw that several people were discussing, and then turned back.

Now she only cares about cultivation and doesn't care about other things. She also knows that Fang Yuan thinks she is stupid, so she is very smart not to make trouble.

Go down and rest first!

After Fang Yuan thought for a while, he gave instructions in a low voice.

Fei Guier and Old Mo Yan exchanged glances, thinking that they are now underground, how could they go down there, obviously they wanted us to avoid it quickly, the two of them glanced at Bai Zhisou quietly, then walked away with the teapot in their hands.

Bai Zhisou also wanted to leave with them, but felt Fang Yuan's gaze behind him, so he stood still.

My son...

He turned around slowly, and called Fang Yuan in a whisper.

Fang Yuan looked up into his eyes, and said calmly: If you want to live, you shouldn't hide it from me!

Bai Zhisao was terrified when he heard the words, and hurriedly knelt down and said: The world is clear, I would never dare to lie to the young master, but although I have heard some gossip, this matter is too outrageous, and the impact is too great. I don't know the truth, so I dare not tell the young master...

Fang Yuan said: Speak!

Bai Zhisou was silent for a long time, and then he summoned up his courage, and said, My lord, the villain can only say one thing...

Fang Yuan nodded.

Bai Zhisou sighed deeply, and then he went all out and said, I don't know if my lord has heard of the catastrophe coming, but the villain has heard of it. It is said that every time the catastrophe comes, the snowfield is the last place to be affected...