202. Possible Opportunities

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Yan Zhaoge looked at the broken stone pillar in half, and his heart turned overturned.

Yan Zhaoge has always kept in mind the great destruction at the beginning, and having the opportunity to contact the ruins of the destruction is something he is very interested in.

But as far as he knows, so far, there are almost no relics related to the shrine in the Eight Great Worlds.

The only one who is suspected is the inheritance of Guangcheng Mountain where he is currently, which is vaguely related to the shrine, but it has yet to be determined.

In addition, according to the intelligence information Yan Zhaoge had at the moment, after the Eight Great Worlds were shattered, until now, there are no relics related to the shrine.

The broken stone pillar that appeared in the great desert of the Wind Region at the moment was left over from a broken pillar of the old shrine.

This made Yan Zhaoge's mind suddenly heat up.

I have always wanted to explore the specific circumstances of the Great Destruction in the past. Compared with other ruins, the Jingu Ruins are more valuable.

Although looking at the appearance, the stone pillars are already dilapidated, but compared with other ruins, most of them can retain more clues and information.

Yan Zhaoge stared at the stone pillar in the illusion of light and shadow for a while, then said to Yuan Zhengfeng and the others, "The pattern is indeed complex and ancient, and it is very difficult to decipher it."

"However, I vaguely have some ideas, but I can't say how sure I am now. Can I bring the stone pillar back?"

"When you get the real thing, if you think about it carefully, you have a better chance of deciphering it."

Elder He shook his head slightly: "You should also understand the Western Great Desert in the Wind Region. The situation there is very complicated, and it is difficult for Martial Saints to do whatever they want."

She was also slightly distressed: "The stone pillar is entangled with the natural power of the Western Great Desert, and it is difficult to take it out. It can only be left in place."

Yan Zhaoge's mouth twitched slightly.

This means,

If you want to see the stone pillars, you have to go to the desert to eat the sand yourself?

Yuan Zhengfeng said: "It is good to have an idea, and things are not in a hurry. Now this season. It is the most violent storm in the Western Great Desert, and it is difficult for Wu Sheng to get in."

"And after a few months, the black nightmare storm gradually weakened before entering."

"The ruins are integrated with the Western Great Desert. Although it is difficult to excavate and move it, we can't excavate it. The same is true for other people. At the same time, we don't have to worry about being damaged by others."

The old head looked at Yan Zhaoge: "Zhao Ge doesn't need to be in a hurry, just keep things in mind."

Yan Zhaoge nodded, and stopped injecting Astral Qi into the spar. The light and shadow illusion in front of him dissipated.

Looking at the stone pillar that was gradually disappearing in front of him, Yan Zhaoge's eyes were slightly dark.

For others, this is a ruined ruin that is difficult to decipher and understand.

But for me, this is the key to unraveling the mystery, a plan for my future, and it may also be an opportunity.

Yan Zhaoge squinted his eyes. Perhaps, there was no way he could bring the stone pillars out of the Western Great Desert...

But as Yuan Zhengfeng said, don't be in a hurry right now. Natural disasters like the Black Nightmare Storm are indeed not something that can be resisted by manpower.

I don't know how many great masters were torn apart by the black nightmare storm.

In the past, the Black Nightmare Mountain, the Holy Land of the Wind Region, had always hoped to completely control the Western Great Desert. and the many calamities there.

But until they perished, it didn't really do either.

Guangcheng Mountain, Dari Shengzong, and Cangmang Mountain now divide up the wind domain territory, but in fact, they all occupy areas that can be developed. It is a barren land like the Western Great Desert, and only controls the outer area.

To put it horribly, the Western Great Desert. It's not a place for people at all.

It is the same murderous place as the dead place today.

But what is gratifying is that the natural disasters in the Western Great Desert are closely related to the local climate and time, like the terrifying black nightmare storm, which is about half a year as a cycle, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

During the weakening of the storm, warriors can take the opportunity to go deep into the desert.

Of course, the dangers and calamities in the desert are not just a black nightmare storm.

Yan Zhaoge said, "I will first observe the patterns of the light and shadow rubbings, try to figure out the meaning, and then enter after the storm subsides."

Yuan Zhengfeng nodded: "That's how it should be."

"Master..." Yan Zhaoge hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What is the reason why Elder Wang was drawn and eroded by Jueyuan?"

Elder Wang is the highest known member of the Jueyuan Organization in the Guangcheng Mountain who communicated from the Tianlei Temple.

An old-fashioned great master, who is the same generation as Yuan Zhengfeng, Elder He and others, and is always highly respected.

Yuan Zhengfeng and the others were all silent for a while, with regret on their faces. Yuan Zhengfeng did not speak, and Elder He answered Yan Zhaoge's question: "Senior Brother Wang, you are getting old..."

It was a simple and obscure sentence, but Yan Zhaoge still understood the meaning.

Aging and aging, hopeless breakthrough, the end of life.

Elder Wang is very old. Compared with his realm, Shouyuan is about to come to an end, and he has little hope of continuing to improve his cultivation.

Yan Zhaoge sighed inwardly. While feeling sorry for Elder Wang, a heart was raised, and his eyes subconsciously raised his head to look forward.

There, Yuan Zhengfeng had a calm demeanor and sat in the chair.

Although he knew that Yuan Zhengfeng was firm and strong, and despite his advanced age, he had an open-minded and optimistic personality, but Yan Zhaoge couldn't help but feel worried.

Because of the sequelae of the old injuries in the past, Yuan Zhengfeng has been in the extraordinary realm for many years, standing at the peak of all the great masters in the world, but he is still a piece of paper away from the realm of martial arts.

You must know that when Yuan Zhengfeng became an extraordinary master back then, he was earlier than Huang Guanglie, An Qinglin and others!

As a result, he stayed in Transcendence for many years, watching the people who were behind him back then surpass him one by one.

The reason is not that his talents are exhausted, but that there are foreign shackles.

On the other hand, Huang Guanglie from the Great Sun Sect once again retreated to seek a breakthrough, putting even greater pressure on Yuan Zhengfeng.

No one knows how much anxiety Yuan Zhengfeng has in his heart, how much he is unwilling, and how much pressure he has endured.

What's more, because of the old injuries in the past, Yuan Zhengfeng's lifespan is also shorter than other extraordinary masters.

Although thinking about it like this, it offends his master, but excluding emotional factors, Yan Zhaoge has to consider related issues.

A person with strong willpower like Yuan Zhengfeng, once his mentality is out of balance, will be far more stubborn and extreme than ordinary people.

In fact, after learning that there are people who have joined the Jiuyuan Jiuyou in the major holy places, there are not a few people who are secretly worried about Yuanzheng Peak outside Guangcheng Mountain.

Yan Zhaoge raised his head to look at Yuan Zhengfeng and made contact with the old man's eyes. He saw that the other party's eyes were clear and agile, without the slightest turbidity, like a child's.

Yuan Zhengfeng seemed to know what Yan Zhaoge was thinking, and smiled: "It's a lie to say that you're not impatient. Everyone in the world knows that this old man is under enormous pressure."

"But at least for now, the old man can still bear this matter."

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