Xuanxia

Chapter 1075 Guide
A great guide?
What other guide could be better than you?

Shen Chuke, who was usually calm and composed, was a little stunned at this moment.

Tianya is not a desolate place. Many people have been there. There are also many legends about "treasures in Tianya". Many people from Beiyi have gone to explore it, but of course they found nothing. Those who try to go deep into Tianya will naturally never come back.

"Zi Xuan..."

He looked at the woman beside him: "Is there any powerful guide in Duanling City?"

Zi Xuan looked a little confused: "A powerful guide... How powerful? More powerful than Master Fu? Who can we find to help you get through the sandstorm that even Master Fu can't get through?"

Fu Qingzhou laughed.

He knew the two men had made a mistake, and quickly corrected them: "Don't worry, it's not that complicated. The guide I'm looking for has only one requirement, that is, he must be trustworthy... He must have experience, because he can't fall behind when we're crossing the wind and sand. After we're done, he may even be responsible for bringing us back."

He spoke half-heartedly, but Shen Chuke understood.

The Lord Fu in front of him was not going to Tianya for fun, but to do something very dangerous.

He couldn't even guarantee that he would be sober or seriously injured after the trip to Tianya, so he needed someone he could trust and who was familiar with the direction and terrain and could pull him back to a safe place afterwards.

"I understand."

Shen Chuke's eyes shone: "In this case, there is no other choice for the so-called guide, so I will take on the role."

Fu Qingzhou was startled: "You?"

"My Lord, please do not underestimate me."

Shen Chuke laughed: "Although I am a businessman, I am also a practitioner of the ninth level of Wuqiao. It is not a problem for me to deal with ordinary situations. Moreover, I have traveled around the area many times in the past three years. I am also very familiar with the road to Tianya."

Fu Qingzhou nodded slightly.

Shen Chuke's cultivation level is high, which he has known for a long time - if he didn't have this ability, it would be difficult for him to control such a huge Nebula Chamber of Commerce.

Not to mention, with the financial resources of the Nebula Chamber of Commerce, they can raise people's cultivation level.

Having such a trustworthy and capable "guide" is indeed more reliable than finding just anyone.

"Okay, then it's up to you."

Fu Qingzhou made up his mind: "I'll give you half a day to arrange the affairs of the Xingyun Chamber of Commerce. After that, go north for more than a hundred miles. My camp is there. You can come directly to find me."

"Yes!"

Shen Chuke clasped his fists in response.

……

Two incense sticks later, Fu Qingzhou returned to his camp in the northern desert.

Dong Qianran and Ning Wushu are here.

Not far ahead, there was a gray-yellow area. It was a huge gust of sandstorm that blocked the way ahead. It was not just as simple as covering the sky and the sun, but it also brought with it an extremely terrifying strong wind. Even a cultivator like Dong Qianran would lose his balance if he stepped into it.

In his entire life, Fu Qingzhou had only seen gale stronger than this when he left Chaozhen Cave Heaven.

There were naturally strong winds blowing around the wind wall, and the shape of the sand dunes was changing at a speed visible to the naked eye in the strong winds. Perhaps the terrain would change completely in just one night.

But around the small camp not far from the wind wall, the terrain did not change at all. Even the sand rocks lay quietly on the ground without moving at all.

Smoke rose from the camp, and it went straight up as if there wasn't even a breath of wind around.

This is of course thanks to the magic weapon.

In the camp, Dong Qianran and Ning Wushu sat around the campfire, leisurely watching the broth boiling in the pot. Beside them were two black iron sticks, each one tall, which were stuck in the shallow sand, standing still.

Suddenly, the black iron rod trembled slightly.

Ning Wushu and Dong Qianran turned their heads at the same time and saw a figure flying fast on the smooth mirror-like surface of the black iron stick. "Qingzhou is back."

Ning Wushu's eyes lit up slightly.

Sure enough, after a moment, Fu Qingzhou turned into green light, passed through the wind and sand outside, entered this quiet and windless area, and landed steadily in the camp.

"Hey, is the soup almost ready?"

He smiled and asked, "What did you eat today?"

"Bear steak from the northern snowfield." Ning Wushu said with a smile, "It's all thanks to your Qiankun Ring, otherwise we wouldn't be able to eat these good things in a place like this."

"How's the search for a guide going?" Dong Qianran asked.

"President Shen wants to be our guide himself, and I agree."

Fu Qingzhou also sat down by the fire and responded, "Give him half a day to deal with the matter of the Nebula Chamber of Commerce, and then he will come."

"President Shen, his cultivation level is even higher than mine." Ning Wushu nodded: "That's naturally not a problem, he is trustworthy."

"In that case, it's almost settled."

Dong Qianran smiled and said, "When he comes, we will set off."

In fact, Shen Chuke didn't let the three wait for half a day.

In just over an hour, a figure striding forward in the wind and sand appeared on the black iron rod.

Not long after, Shen Chuke stepped into the camp.

"It's so magical that there is no wind or sand here... Hey, President Dong, Marshal Ning?"

When he saw the other two people in the camp, he was startled and saluted quickly.

"President Shen."

Fu Qingzhou held the hot soup in his hand and said with a smile: "Come and have some, warm your stomach before going in - by the way, you can't tell anyone that Dean Dong and Sister Wushu are here."

One is the dean of the Sword Academy, and the other is the marshal of the Southern Volunteer Army. They were not minding their own business but came here. It would not be a big chaos, but the Xishuo Army is fighting like a trapped beast at this time, and Xishuo King Zhao Liang is already half crazy. If the news gets out, no one knows whether he will take this opportunity to do something, so it is always better to be careful.

Shen Chuke was startled, and said with a cupped hand, "Yes."

After eating and drinking, the four of them abandoned the camp and walked towards the terrifying wind wall.

Of course, they were not afraid of this wind wall - Fu Qingzhou took the black iron stick in his hand, and every step he took plunged into the sand, and the wind and sand around the four people suddenly calmed down.

What they had to face was just the brief gust of wind every time the black iron rod was pulled up. With the cultivation level of the four of them, dealing with such wind and sand was no problem.

"Master Fu!"

Amid the terrifying howling of the wind and sand, Shen Chuke shouted, "What on earth are we going to do on this trip?"

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, but I can't tell you! You will know when you get there!" Fu Qingzhou responded loudly.

Ning Wushu frowned, looking at the gray-yellow sandstorm that was less than three steps away, with a worried look on his face: "Last time I came here, there was no sandstorm this big. This sandstorm is completely wrong. Is there something wrong?"

"It's like Tianya... knew we would come!" Dong Qianran also responded.

Fu Qingzhou didn't say anything.

Of course, he had no answer to this question.

But... he had a guess.

Ever since he came near Tianya, the curse mark on the palm of his right hand began to ache slightly, and it felt as if countless small insects were crawling in his palm.

Is it because the smoker’s soul is close to its body?
Is this the reason for this terrible storm?
(End of this chapter)