Chapter 528 Wind Ring Ridge [Thanks to the "I Love Qiqi 888" Silver Alliance! ]

Huanfeng Ridge, covering an area of ​​800 miles, was once a fertile area in Liangzhou.

Looking down from the sky, you can see a long curved ridge like a screen stretching across the southern part of Liangzhou, with continuous peaks and majestic peaks everywhere.

In the past, the cold wind from the Yangtu would not stop until it reached here. It was like a wall, defending the Xizhou and Zhongzhou below. Merchants from the south formed a market town at the foot of the mountain, which was once prosperous.

But now, the north and south sides of Huanfeng Ridge are covered with fierce sandstorms, which seem to be a scene of world destruction. Tornadoes are everywhere in the storm, and countless debris are floating in the sky. The town at the foot of the mountain has long been dilapidated and has lost its former glory.

All this is because after the loss of spiritual energy from the earth's veins, Liangzhou underwent a drastic change, with countless natural disasters occurring in various places, and the sandstorm here was one of them.

In one of the sand waves, there was a line of figures, who seemed to be chasing and fighting each other even in the midst of the wind and sand. As the storm became more and more fierce, these people were about to be buried in the sand. Even if only the upper body was left, they were still waving their weapons and fighting.

If this continues, it won't be long before all these people will die in the sandstorm. At the critical moment, a golden light suddenly fell from the sky.

boom--

It was as if a magic needle had descended upon the earth. The wind and sand within a hundred feet radius suddenly retreated, and the sunlight suddenly became clear.

After the golden light faded away, a handsome young man appeared in his place, with flowing hair and fluttering clothes, like an immortal from heaven.

The people who were almost buried in the yellow sand opened their eyes in a trance and couldn't help but mutter: "God..."

This young man is not a god, but Liang Yue who came to Liangzhou to return the dragon energy!

He asked Mo Qiuren for help and used the earth vein aura map to calculate the four acupoints in the Liangzhou earth veins. They were exactly the four dragon energy eyes that he needed to return.

Because spiritual energy is like water and the earth veins are like rivers, the original dragon-taming formation was like a reservoir, absorbing vast amounts of spiritual energy and combining it with the distant destiny to transform it into more condensed dragon energy. It then replenishes where there is less spiritual energy and absorbs where there is more spiritual energy, thus maintaining the stability and peace of the entire state.

Now that the dragon-raising formation has been destroyed and the dragon energy of the entire state has been plundered, he cannot just pour the dragon energy back. It will take an unknown amount of time for the dragon energy to slowly nourish the entire state. Now he must select several dragon energy eyes where the earth veins intersect and pour a portion of dragon energy into each of them, so that the dragon energy can be dispersed as quickly as possible and the situation in Liangzhou can be stabilized.

Wen Yifan originally wanted to go with him, but Liang Yue moved faster on his own, so he only took a jade talisman with him to ensure that he could find his location if there was any problem.

The first place where longan is located is Huanfeng Ridge.

He was looking for the location of the longan across the yellow sand, and saw a number of people still alive in the wind, so he rescued them.

With his current level of cultivation, suppressing a gust of wind is a piece of cake, but in the eyes of those people, it is like a miracle.

After suppressing the strong wind, he raised his hand and brushed away the yellow sand that buried everyone. After these people escaped, they immediately split into three groups. One group had rough faces like farmers, one group was dressed in silk and silk like merchants, and the last group had fierce faces and temperament like bandits.

After they calmed down a little, they all came forward and bowed, shouting, "Thank you for saving our lives!"

"I am not some immortal, but Liang Yue, the immortal official of the Evil Slaying Division." Liang Yue introduced himself and asked, "Why are you still fighting each other when the storm here is so dangerous?"

Upon hearing this, an old man in the crowd, who was dark and skinny and looked like a farmer, suddenly fell to the ground and shouted, "Please, immortal, help me!" His kneeling made the faces of the people around him change.

"Oh?" Liang Yue looked around with interest and asked, "Father, if you have any grievances, just stand up and tell me."

……

He rescued about a dozen people on the spot, including about six or seven farmers, three traveling merchants, and four ruffians, the three factions being clearly divided.

Before the old man could stand up, a middle-aged merchant who was leading the group also fell to his knees. He was fat, and because he knelt too hard, he made a huge deep pit on the ground. "Master Immortal Official! Please make a decision for me!"

The leader of the group of villains was a young man with a hideous scar on his face and an eagle head tattooed on his left arm. He knelt down without saying a word and shouted, "Please, Immortal Official, make the decision!"

Liang Yue simply waved his sleeves and forced the three of them to stand up. Then he pointed at the old man who spoke first and said, "Don't be impatient. Tell us one by one what happened."

These people seemed to treat him as a real god, and no matter what, they had to let him make the decision.

Liang Yue also wanted to know what deep hatred this group of people had that made them fight so desperately.

Then the old man said, "My family is a farmer living at the foot of Huanfeng Ridge. We have a few acres of land and a farm. We occasionally host some traveling merchants and charge them for their meals. We are not rich, but we have enough food and clothing."

"But recently, there was a sudden storm in Huanfeng Ridge. The people living at the foot of the mountain could no longer survive and fled. My family advised me to flee as well, but I couldn't bear to leave my family and business, so I wanted to stay for a few more days. Just at this moment, this merchant came..."

Having said this, he pointed angrily at the merchant.

"He also came to Huanfeng Ridge in the face of a disaster. He couldn't find an inn, so he came to my house to stay to avoid the wind and sand. My family didn't have much food, but out of tenderness, I took him in. But when I woke up in the morning, I found that not only the group of merchants had left, but even my daughter had been abducted by them!"

"You're talking nonsense!" the middle-aged merchant immediately retorted.

Liang Yue raised his hand to signal him not to interrupt and let the old man finish speaking.

The old man continued, "I quickly called the few remaining people in the village to chase him, but he said my daughter was dead! She was fine last night, but she died after leaving home! It must be that my daughter didn't obey him and was killed by them!"

As the old man spoke, he couldn't help sobbing, and tears flowed down his face at once.

"I am the only daughter of this old man, and I raised her like a treasure. I don't hope that she will find a good family, but only hope that she can live a peaceful life. Who would have thought that she would suffer such a disaster at such a young age? Naturally, I would do whatever it takes to catch these traitors. Who would have thought that this group of horse thieves would also come and rob money. While we were fighting, we encountered a storm and it was too late to run. If the Immortal Official had not come to the world, I am afraid that I would have died on the spot."

After listening to his crying and howling story, Liang Yue nodded gently without showing any emotion. Instead, he looked at the merchant next to him and asked, "Is what he said true? What do you have to say?"

"Every word this old man said is fabricated. Please look into it carefully, Lord Immortal Official!" The middle-aged merchant immediately retorted loudly: "His daughter came to me on her own!"

(End of this chapter)