Chapter 2080
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The circulation of the general trend of the world is inherently complex and unpredictable, and often develops in a direction unexpected to others.
Since one year ago, Zhao Yu imprisoned the way of heaven in the place outside the sky, the whole place of taixuan has been rainstormd.
At the same time, all the monks who witnessed all this in the mysterious place knew that a new era was coming.
However, no one has a final conclusion on how to study and where to go in this era.
After the door of the top hall of Nanze tower was pushed open by people old and young, the internal scene directly came into view. Surprisingly, the scene behind the door is not a magnificent political hall, but a complete open-air platform.
On this broad platform, you can overlook the whole Nanze city under construction. If you face the north, you can see a huge snow mountain directly extending into the nine days at the end of your line of sight.
This snow mountain is no stranger to all creatures in the swamp. It is not only the holy land of the snow charm country, but also one of the famous sacred mountains in the whole taixuan land, wind and snow sacred mountain.
The existence of the snow mountain and the countless snow on the mountain have made the land shrouded in the south. Over the years, it has accumulated more water vapor than the ordinary land boundary, become a huge swamp landform, and also gave birth to countless races living in the swamp.
In other words, the two are interrelated masterpieces of nature.
However, the recent continuous rainstorm has completely changed the relationship between the two and made Nanze become a real South Lake.
The importance of habitat for the survival of the race is self-evident. If you lose all your habitat, it means you have no place in the world.
Therefore, at the front of the Nanze palace, a middle-aged monk wearing a gray brown imperial robe looked worried, looked down at the big city under construction, and continued to spread with a helpless voice:
"Dusk Lord, in just one year, one-third of the landform of our Nanze has become a lake, and countless people are forced to leave their homes. What is more dangerous is the strange animals who have nowhere to go in the swamp."
After that, the middle-aged monarch of Nanze raised his right hand, pointed to the whole swamp under the rain, and continued to speak with great dignity:
"According to the exploration of our friars, the direction of the collective migration of these strange animals is the north, which means that before long, there will be endless strange animals rushing out of the swamp. It will be a great disaster for life and death."
After saying this, the leader of the state of Nanze turned his head, looked at an old man standing with his hands on his back, and said:
"Almost all the friars in our country were sent by their masters to find a solution and try to open a way to drain the water, at least to slow down the spread of the water, while the rest built this big city below. If they really want to face the attack of swamp monsters in the future, at least there is a city to defend.
"In fact, if you don't come in person at dusk this time, your masters want to go north to ask for help from your country, but they don't expect you to come half a step earlier."
In the words of the Lord of Nanze, there was more helplessness than jokes. Then the old man in yellow robe beside him looked at the rain curtain in front of him and said after a few moments of silence:
"You are a foreign invasion, and my twilight country is the most difficult internal worry."
The word "internal worry" came out, and the Qi machine gushing out of the old man in yellow robe suddenly became powerful countless times. Word by word, it came out again:
"Lord Nanze, I thought the whole world would usher in an era that really belongs to us after the saint was killed and even the Tianwaitian incident, but I never thought it would be today!"
As soon as the words of the old man in yellow robe fell, the response of the Lord of Nanze immediately rang out:
"It can only be said that the former Xianting holy palace is really too powerful, and the subsequent hands left behind are completely unprepared for all of us."
As soon as he said this, another silence appeared between the two lords, and because of their heavy mind, the extremely strong authority of the superior was like a dark cloud on the top.
At the same time, behind the main hall of the platform of nanzeta, the old and young stood in the rain and felt the powerful pressure wave after wave.
Then they looked far away at the two silent lords under the rain curtain, bowed their heads and hands, waited respectfully, and did not dare to neglect.
Then, in the silence between the two people in front, drops of rain fell on the gray sky, on the young man Nan's face, and then flowed down the latter's cheek.
At the next breath, the young man frowned, began to feel the thick cold coming from the pavement, and murmured:
"Fire old, how can there be snow in this rainstorm?"
The voice of inquiry fell, and the old man with his head down next to him raised his eyes slightly and looked at the sky above, but he didn't find any abnormality, and then a low voice came out:
"Nan boy, there is nothing in the rain. How can there be snow? Are you stunned?"
"How could it be? There is snow. It fell from the snow mountain in the north."
After the young man finished, he raised his body and looked at the towering mountain in the north. He saw a thick blurred color in his eyes, and his voice continued to spread:
"Not only the snow, but also the sound, as if calling me."
However, before the burly young man finished this sentence, his voice suddenly stopped, because the old fire beside him directly stretched out his hand and pressed the former's head. With a heavy pressure, the voice came out at the same time:
"The snow mountain is far away from us. It is also separated by swamps and mountains. The snowflakes floating on it turn into rain on the way. Wake up, boy."
After that, the old man coughed gently, fixed his eyes on the figure in front of him, and continued to say:
"Cheer up, the Lord of dusk has left, so the Lord will come to you and me soon. Don't be distracted."
The voice fell, and the young man Nan, who was firmly photographed in the back of his head, suddenly dissipated the color in his eyes. After returning to his mind, his face was still a little confused.
But the next breath, sure enough, a grand and majestic voice rolled down in front of the old and the young:
"During these days, the host of our country has been closely watching the changes of the situation in our southern swamp and the whole taixuan land, and found that everything is developing in an extremely pessimistic direction.
"Nanze flood is not allowed to be taken lightly, so our king wants you two to go for help."
As soon as the word "ask for help" came out, the void atmosphere of the whole platform outside the hall suddenly stagnated, followed by an ice blue jade card flying down in front of them and suspended in front of them.
At the next breath, the voice of the Lord of Nanze continues to ring again:
"Take this token, go to snow charm city, find the second elder of Fengxue mountain, and see if you can have a chance to introduce you to summer!"
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The circulation of the general trend of the world is inherently complex and unpredictable, and often develops in a direction unexpected to others.
Since one year ago, Zhao Yu imprisoned the way of heaven in the place outside the sky, the whole place of taixuan has been rainstormd.
At the same time, all the monks who witnessed all this in the mysterious place knew that a new era was coming.
However, no one has a final conclusion on how to study and where to go in this era.
After the door of the top hall of Nanze tower was pushed open by people old and young, the internal scene directly came into view. Surprisingly, the scene behind the door is not a magnificent political hall, but a complete open-air platform.
On this broad platform, you can overlook the whole Nanze city under construction. If you face the north, you can see a huge snow mountain directly extending into the nine days at the end of your line of sight.
This snow mountain is no stranger to all creatures in the swamp. It is not only the holy land of the snow charm country, but also one of the famous sacred mountains in the whole taixuan land, wind and snow sacred mountain.
The existence of the snow mountain and the countless snow on the mountain have made the land shrouded in the south. Over the years, it has accumulated more water vapor than the ordinary land boundary, become a huge swamp landform, and also gave birth to countless races living in the swamp.
In other words, the two are interrelated masterpieces of nature.
However, the recent continuous rainstorm has completely changed the relationship between the two and made Nanze become a real South Lake.
The importance of habitat for the survival of the race is self-evident. If you lose all your habitat, it means you have no place in the world.
Therefore, at the front of the Nanze palace, a middle-aged monk wearing a gray brown imperial robe looked worried, looked down at the big city under construction, and continued to spread with a helpless voice:
"Dusk Lord, in just one year, one-third of the landform of our Nanze has become a lake, and countless people are forced to leave their homes. What is more dangerous is the strange animals who have nowhere to go in the swamp."
After that, the middle-aged monarch of Nanze raised his right hand, pointed to the whole swamp under the rain, and continued to speak with great dignity:
"According to the exploration of our friars, the direction of the collective migration of these strange animals is the north, which means that before long, there will be endless strange animals rushing out of the swamp. It will be a great disaster for life and death."
After saying this, the leader of the state of Nanze turned his head, looked at an old man standing with his hands on his back, and said:
"Almost all the friars in our country were sent by their masters to find a solution and try to open a way to drain the water, at least to slow down the spread of the water, while the rest built this big city below. If they really want to face the attack of swamp monsters in the future, at least there is a city to defend.
"In fact, if you don't come in person at dusk this time, your masters want to go north to ask for help from your country, but they don't expect you to come half a step earlier."
In the words of the Lord of Nanze, there was more helplessness than jokes. Then the old man in yellow robe beside him looked at the rain curtain in front of him and said after a few moments of silence:
"You are a foreign invasion, and my twilight country is the most difficult internal worry."
The word "internal worry" came out, and the Qi machine gushing out of the old man in yellow robe suddenly became powerful countless times. Word by word, it came out again:
"Lord Nanze, I thought the whole world would usher in an era that really belongs to us after the saint was killed and even the Tianwaitian incident, but I never thought it would be today!"
As soon as the words of the old man in yellow robe fell, the response of the Lord of Nanze immediately rang out:
"It can only be said that the former Xianting holy palace is really too powerful, and the subsequent hands left behind are completely unprepared for all of us."
As soon as he said this, another silence appeared between the two lords, and because of their heavy mind, the extremely strong authority of the superior was like a dark cloud on the top.
At the same time, behind the main hall of the platform of nanzeta, the old and young stood in the rain and felt the powerful pressure wave after wave.
Then they looked far away at the two silent lords under the rain curtain, bowed their heads and hands, waited respectfully, and did not dare to neglect.
Then, in the silence between the two people in front, drops of rain fell on the gray sky, on the young man Nan's face, and then flowed down the latter's cheek.
At the next breath, the young man frowned, began to feel the thick cold coming from the pavement, and murmured:
"Fire old, how can there be snow in this rainstorm?"
The voice of inquiry fell, and the old man with his head down next to him raised his eyes slightly and looked at the sky above, but he didn't find any abnormality, and then a low voice came out:
"Nan boy, there is nothing in the rain. How can there be snow? Are you stunned?"
"How could it be? There is snow. It fell from the snow mountain in the north."
After the young man finished, he raised his body and looked at the towering mountain in the north. He saw a thick blurred color in his eyes, and his voice continued to spread:
"Not only the snow, but also the sound, as if calling me."
However, before the burly young man finished this sentence, his voice suddenly stopped, because the old fire beside him directly stretched out his hand and pressed the former's head. With a heavy pressure, the voice came out at the same time:
"The snow mountain is far away from us. It is also separated by swamps and mountains. The snowflakes floating on it turn into rain on the way. Wake up, boy."
After that, the old man coughed gently, fixed his eyes on the figure in front of him, and continued to say:
"Cheer up, the Lord of dusk has left, so the Lord will come to you and me soon. Don't be distracted."
The voice fell, and the young man Nan, who was firmly photographed in the back of his head, suddenly dissipated the color in his eyes. After returning to his mind, his face was still a little confused.
But the next breath, sure enough, a grand and majestic voice rolled down in front of the old and the young:
"During these days, the host of our country has been closely watching the changes of the situation in our southern swamp and the whole taixuan land, and found that everything is developing in an extremely pessimistic direction.
"Nanze flood is not allowed to be taken lightly, so our king wants you two to go for help."
As soon as the word "ask for help" came out, the void atmosphere of the whole platform outside the hall suddenly stagnated, followed by an ice blue jade card flying down in front of them and suspended in front of them.
At the next breath, the voice of the Lord of Nanze continues to ring again:
"Take this token, go to snow charm city, find the second elder of Fengxue mountain, and see if you can have a chance to introduce you to summer!"
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The circulation of the general trend of the world is inherently complex and unpredictable, and often develops in a direction unexpected to others.Since one year ago, Zhao Yu imprisoned the way of heaven in the place outside the sky, the whole place of taixuan has been rainstormd.At the same time, all the monks who witnessed all this in the mysterious place knew that a new era was coming.However, no one has a final conclusion on how to study and where to go in this era.After the door of the top hall of Nanze tower was pushed open by people old and young, the internal scene directly came into view. Surprisingly, the scene behind the door is not a magnificent political hall, but a complete open-air platform.On this broad platform, you can overlook the whole Nanze city under construction. If you face the north, you can see a huge snow mountain directly extending into the nine days at the end of your line of sight.This snow mountain is no stranger to all creatures in the swamp. It is not only the holy land of the snow charm country, but also one of the famous sacred mountains in the whole taixuan land, wind and snow sacred mountain.The existence of the snow mountain and the countless snow on the mountain have made the land shrouded in the south. Over the years, it has accumulated more water vapor than the ordinary land boundary, become a huge swamp landform, and also gave birth to countless races living in the swamp.In other words, the two are interrelated masterpieces of nature.However, the recent continuous rainstorm has completely changed the relationship between the two and made Nanze become a real South Lake.The importance of habitat for the survival of the race is self-evident. If you lose all your habitat, it means you have no place in the world.Therefore, at the front of the Nanze palace, a middle-aged monk wearing a gray brown imperial robe looked worried, looked down at the big city under construction, and continued to spread with a helpless voice:"Dusk Lord, in just one year, one-third of the landform of our Nanze has become a lake, and countless people are forced to leave their homes. What is more dangerous is the strange animals who have nowhere to go in the swamp."After that, the middle-aged monarch of Nanze raised his right hand, pointed to the whole swamp under the rain, and continued to speak with great dignity:"According to the exploration of our friars, the direction of the collective migration of these strange animals is the north, which means that before long, there will be endless strange animals rushing out of the swamp. It will be a great disaster for life and death."After saying this, the leader of the state of Nanze turned his head, looked at an old man standing with his hands on his back, and said:"Almost all the friars in our country were sent by their masters to find a solution and try to open a way to drain the water, at least to slow down the spread of the water, while the rest built this big city below. If they really want to face the attack of swamp monsters in the future, at least there is a city to defend."In fact, if you don't come in person at dusk this time, your masters want to go north to ask for help from your country, but they don't expect you to come half a step earlier."In the words of the Lord of Nanze, there was more helplessness than jokes. Then the old man in yellow robe beside him looked at the rain curtain in front of him and said after a few moments of silence:"You are a foreign invasion, and my twilight country is the most difficult internal worry."The word "internal worry" came out, and the Qi machine gushing out of the old man in yellow robe suddenly became powerful countless times. Word by word, it came out again:"Lord Nanze, I thought the whole world would usher in an era that really belongs to us after the saint was killed and even the Tianwaitian incident, but I never thought it would be today!"As soon as the words of the old man in yellow robe fell, the response of the Lord of Nanze immediately rang out:"It can only be said that the former Xianting holy palace is really too powerful, and the subsequent hands left behind are completely unprepared for all of us."As soon as he said this, another silence appeared between the two lords, and because of their heavy mind, the extremely strong authority of the superior was like a dark cloud on the top.At the same time, behind the main hall of the platform of nanzeta, the old and young stood in the rain and felt the powerful pressure wave after wave.Then they looked far away at the two silent lords under the rain curtain, bowed their heads and hands, waited respectfully, and did not dare to neglect.Then, in the silence between the two people in front, drops of rain fell on the gray sky, on the young man Nan's face, and then flowed down the latter's cheek.At the next breath, the young man frowned, began to feel the thick cold coming from the pavement, and murmured:"Fire old, how can there be snow in this rainstorm?"The voice of inquiry fell, and the old man with his head down next to him raised his eyes slightly and looked at the sky above, but he didn't find any abnormality, and then a low voice came out:"Nan boy, there is nothing in the rain. How can there be snow? Are you stunned?""How could it be? There is snow. It fell from the snow mountain in the north."After the young man finished, he raised his body and looked at the towering mountain in the north. He saw a thick blurred color in his eyes, and his voice continued to spread:"Not only the snow, but also the sound, as if calling me."However, before the burly young man finished this sentence, his voice suddenly stopped, because the old fire beside him directly stretched out his hand and pressed the former's head. With a heavy pressure, the voice came out at the same time:"The snow mountain is far away from us. It is also separated by swamps and mountains. The snowflakes floating on it turn into rain on the way. Wake up, boy."After that, the old man coughed gently, fixed his eyes on the figure in front of him, and continued to say:"Cheer up, the Lord of dusk has left, so the Lord will come to you and me soon. Don't be distracted."The voice fell, and the young man Nan, who was firmly photographed in the back of his head, suddenly dissipated the color in his eyes. After returning to his mind, his face was still a little confused.But the next breath, sure enough, a grand and majestic voice rolled down in front of the old and the young:"During these days, the host of our country has been closely watching the changes of the situation in our southern swamp and the whole taixuan land, and found that everything is developing in an extremely pessimistic direction."Nanze flood is not allowed to be taken lightly, so our king wants you two to go for help."As soon as the word "ask for help" came out, the void atmosphere of the whole platform outside the hall suddenly stagnated, followed by an ice blue jade card flying down in front of them and suspended in front of them.At the next breath, the voice of the Lord of Nanze continues to ring again:"Take this token, go to snow charm city, find the second elder of Fengxue mountain, and see if you can have a chance to introduce you to summer!"www.novelhold.com, the fastest update of the webnovel!
