Chapter 523.
The end of the Yin Wind Tide came from a talismanic letter sent from the Defa City Sect’s Dharma Hall.
Such a statement seemed a bit strange, but one had to realize that during the period between the emergence of the Yin Wind Tide and its end, due to the influence of the Yin Fiendish Qi, the connection between the many guardhouses and Wei Fa City was completely severed.
Whether it was rune letters, crane letters, or flying swords, there was no way to transmit news over long distances.
There were only some special magic weapons that could barely function, but there was also a huge limitation in distance.
All the guardhouses were like an ancient fortress, defending the existence of the Western Sea Sect’s power in the middle of the icy sky and snow.
Thus when Wang Chen received the talismanic letter from the Sect’s Dharma Hall, he knew that the Yin Wind Tide, which had been raging for more than four months, had passed!
He was able to breathe a great sigh of relief.
During the middle and early stages of the outbreak of the Yin Wind Tide, Wang Chen’s life was really much more relaxed and cozy than the other fellow sect members who were guarding the guardhouse.
Everyone else was trapped inside the guardhouse, not daring to leave the center of the spell formation for a moment for fear of an accident that would cause the protective barrier to be broken, and then fall into a situation of no return.
They also had to find ways to counteract the evil spirits that appeared along with the gloomy wind and guard their fortress.
Not to mention the resources that needed to be invested in order to maintain the high-intensity operation of the protective spell formation, the pressure alone was very crushing, and could not be supported without a strong enough will.
Wang Dust not only kept the guardhouse as stable as Mt. Tai, but also took the initiative to attack every now and then, and harvested the evil spirits as resources.
That is, in the end, he played too big and messed with the BOSS.
Had to shrink back.
During the last period Wang dust town guardhouse was also day and night defense, can not be said to be easy.
Now finally relieved.
Immediately afterward, Wang Dust received two more talismanic letters in succession.
One from Yun Fei Fei and one from Mou Guangji.
The former was concerned about Wang Dust’s condition.
As for the latter ……
It was more like a test to see if he was still alive!
Wang Dust sent a letter back to Yun Fei Fei and ignored Mou Guangji.
The paths were different, he had nothing to say to this shrewd and snobbish senior brother, and he was too lazy to make false pretenses.
After resetting the protective spell formation, Wang Chen left the puppet dao soldiers that he had previously exchanged from the sect’s law hall to take over the defense of the guardhouse instead of himself.
This was also one of the important roles of the Puppet Dao Soldier.
Although it was said that the Puppet Dao Soldier’s lack of spirituality did not have much resilience, it was still fine to merely control the guard formation.
Once danger arose, it could also send a message to him in the first instance.
And then Wang Chen left the guardhouse and rushed to Wei Fa City with his sword.
What the sect’s Dharma Hall had sent earlier was actually a summoning edict.
The disciples who received the edict were requested to gather at Wei Fa City in the shortest possible time.
Failure to arrive after the deadline would be punished by the sect rules!
This was the first summoning order Wang Chen had received after he entered the Netherworld to participate in the mission of expanding the land, so he didn’t dare to be a bit slow.
All the way, the wind sped by.
The Yin Wind Tide had just ended, the earth’s frost had begun to freeze, and the moon was hanging high in the sky, and the originally cold and quiet moonlight actually showed a few points of temperature.
When Wang Dust rushed to Wei Fa City, he found that the only city in the Underworld was as lively as the New Year!
People were coming and going in the streets and alleys, and all the stores and restaurants that could be seen were open and had colorful lights representing festivities.
It made Wang Chen feel like he was back in the Mountain and Sea Realm.
This kind of prosperous scene was something he had never seen before when he came to Weifa City.
It was probably due to the outbreak of the Yin Wind Tide and people being closed in the city for too long, and now that they had gotten relief, it was only natural for everyone to come out and release their stifled emotions.
He had the summoning order in his possession, so he didn’t linger in the city block and went straight to the Sect Dharma Hall.
The Sect Dharma Hall was located in the center of Wei Fa City, guarding the core hub of the City Protector Formation, and was also the highest authority of the Western Sea Sect set up in the Netherworld.
All the orders issued to the disciples originated from here!
Wang Chen was not slow in arriving, but by the time he reached the main hall, several hundred fellow disciples had already gathered inside!
These fellow disciples, like him, were all pioneers of the sub-town guards, clear-cut Purple Mansion cultivators.
There were weak cultivators at the second or third level, and high ones at the seventh or eighth level.
The middle level of the Purple Mansion accounted for the mainstream.
After him, there were more of his fellow disciples coming in from the source, and in the end, the entire hall was filled to the brim.
Wang Chen made a rough estimation and was secretly staggered in his heart.
The Western Sea Sect’s depths were truly unfathomable, with so much mid-level power put into one small world.
This huge force could completely exist as a reserve, and once something happened to the Mountain and Sea Realm Sect, it could be drawn back at any time to reinforce it.
And the cultivators who had gone through the Netherworld’s sharpening were not likely to be poor in either fighting strength or willpower.
Just a lot of people also have a lot of trouble, for example, now in the hall is quite noisy, a lot of acquaintances of the same door or pleasantries, or talk and laugh, and even have a quarrel.
Wang Chen has no intention of socializing with people he doesn’t know, and it’s also impossible to take the initiative to get together in other people’s groups.
Therefore, he found a corner to hide in.
“Senior brother Wang!”
As a result, he had only just found a good position when a clear and pleasant voice entered his ears.
Wang Chen sniffed and looked, only to see Yun Fei Fei and a female cultivator squeezing over hand in hand, revealing a joyful smile at him.
“Senior Sister Yun.”
Wang Chen smiled and said, “Hello again.”
He nodded at the other female cultivator, “Senior Sister Sun.”
This female cultivator was also a disciple who had entered the Netherworld with Wang Chuan in the same batch, and he remembered that the other party’s name was Sun Yulian.
“Senior Brother Wang …….”
Sun Yulian pursed her lips and looked somewhat shy.
Her temperament was more slender than Yun Fei Fei’s, more like the kind of deep-rooted young lady who didn’t know for what reason, actually ran to the Netherworld to suffer.
“Senior brother Wang, Yu Lian is embarrassed, let me ask directly for her.”
Yun Fei Fei smiled and asked, “Do you have any extra San Ying Spirit Rice in your hand? Yu Lian would like to purchase some, the price is not a problem.”
Buy rice?
Wang Chen didn’t realize that earlier when Yun Fei Fei asked herself to meet at the Hall of Defenders, the purpose was to help buy rice for someone!
He asked, “How much does Senior Sister Sun want?”
Wang Chen really did have quite a lot of spirit rice that he had grown himself in his hands.
Although he had a large amount of food, he couldn’t eat too much spirit rice for one person, and there were currently more than 20,000 pounds.
It wasn’t a problem at all to share some of it with Sun Yulian.
“Thank you senior brother.”
Sun Yulian said weakly, “I, I only need eight hundred pounds, five hundred is fine too.”
“It’s fine to give you a thousand pounds.”
Wang Dust laughed, “Make up a round number.”
He was more or less strange.
Because four months ago, Yun Fei Fei had traded away five thousand pounds of San Ying Spirit Rice with a puppet servant, and couldn’t even spare a few hundred pounds to give to Sun Yulian?
The relationship between the two was good at first glance.
Besides, was there no San Ying rice for sale in this Weifa City, so he had to find himself begging for it at a high price?
“Senior brother.”
What Wang Chen didn’t expect was that as soon as his words fell, Yun Fei Fei came over and pulled his sleeve, saying in a delicate voice, “I want it too.”