Chapter 607: The Confident Ancestor Shou Feng

The Shoufeng clan is very mysterious in the Qingsha Desert.

This clan rarely goes out on weekdays. For the monks in the Qingsha Desert, most of them have heard about it and not much has been seen.

Only when the environment of the Qingsha Desert is destroyed on a large scale by external forces, will this clan appear to protect the desert, stop and resolve it.

And their methods are even more weird, possessing a lot of ancient power, even if they encounter Guixu, they will still have a headache.

So over time, people used the word "Shou Mo" to refer to this clan.

But in fact, within their tribe, they call themselves Shou Feng.

What protects is not the desert, but the wind in this desert.

The reason why destruction of the desert environment is prevented is because changes in the environment will affect the arrival of wind.

So every time the green wind changes color and the sky is filled with white sand, the figures of this family will appear, as if to welcome or follow the path of the wind.

As for cause and effect, they have been lost in history and are almost unknown to outsiders. Therefore, the Shoufeng clan has become very special in the entire Qingsha Desert.

Their original wanted order for Xu Qing caused quite a stir. The clan promised that anyone who provided clues would receive their clan's token.

Holding this token will save you from death when the white wind comes.

This reward is enough to tempt many strange people.

Although Xu Qing concealed his actions that day, there were many strange people in this world. After all, some people used some unknown methods to deduce clues.

So the Shou Feng clan came out this time.

In order to show the majesty of their own ethnic group, this tribe naturally did not want to attack secretly. They chose to make a big show of their power and momentum.

All of this has caused many forces in the Kusheng Mountains to be aware of it, especially the sects from all sides around Tucheng. They feel it deeply and either disperse their spiritual consciousness or approach Tucheng.

At this moment, they looked at the silhouette of the wind and sand that turned faintly white between the sky and the earth, and inhaled one after another.

"The green wind changes color due to the white shadow. This is the mysterious group that appears in the white wind in the desert!"

"I've heard of this clan... they've issued wanted notices before."

"It seems that someone stole their clan's sacred objects..."

"Looking at it like this, the thief is hiding in that earth city?"

Figures of monks appeared around Tucheng, each one paying close attention. Some looked horrified, some sneered, and some had other thoughts.

"This thief is dead. What's wrong with him? He must provoke the Shou Feng clan."

"I have seen descriptions of this tribe in some classics. It is said that they are all extremely cruel and domineering."

"But I heard that they are very rich?"

Amid the attention of these many figures and spiritual consciousness, Tucheng fell into a dead silence in this late night. The pressure from the sky and the blue and white wind continued to roar, forming a suppression of life instincts, shrouding Mu Daozi and his costumes. In the hearts of the residents' subordinates.

These low-level monks were trembling in fear and did not dare to move at all in the room.

Only the medicine shop in Tucheng, with its lights on in the dark night, became the only warm place in Tucheng.

Now in the drug store, Ning Yan was mopping the floor in boredom. Li Yougui raised his head and looked at the outside world without paying any attention, and stepped forward to help Ning Yan.

Wu Jianwu, on the other hand, was lying in the distance with his arms crossed, his eyes closed, and he was thinking about the new poems that would be released tomorrow.

Ling'er lowered her head at the counter, crackling her abacus, calculating the day's income, occasionally stopping to record, looking at his expression, enjoying it.

The captain stood by the door, like a door god. He was also aware of the situation outside, but compared to this, staring at the ghost spirit at work was his fun at the moment, so he stared at the ghost spirit boiling water motionlessly.

You Jing was shocked by the sight and turned back to glare at Chen Erniu.

"Work hard, or I'll call your husband out!" the captain glared.

You Jing was shocked. Thinking of her previous involvement with such a disgusting thing, her heart was extremely upset.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with murderous intent, and she was staring at Chen Erniu. In her heart, Chen Erniu was more hateful than anyone else. In contrast, she no longer had any hatred for Xu Qing, and all her hatred was focused on Chen Erniu. On Er Niu.

"What are you looking at? I'm just lazy every day. Even if the water is boiling, I still don't make tea for grandpa!" The captain snorted.

You Jing gritted her teeth, but had to look away, picked up the teapot, and walked towards the prince who was sitting not far away and observing Xiaomiao. When she got closer, she instinctively suppressed all her emotions, became obedient, walked over lightly, and started making tea.

Seeing this scene, the captain smiled proudly in his heart and was about to speak, but at this moment, there was a tapping sound on the door of the drug store.

Wu Jianwu frowned. The voice interrupted his thoughts, so he waved his hand and opened the medicine shop door, and looked over impatiently.

"Grandmaster!"

As the door of the drug store opened, Chen Fanzhuo's figure rushed over quickly. His face was panicked and his eyes were full of anxiety. The moment he entered, he quickly looked around to pay his respects. Then he looked towards the back room and shouted loudly.

"Master, something bad happened, the Shoufeng clan..."

Before the words could be finished, the outside world suddenly roared, and the wind blew loudly, setting off countless winds and sand that blew into the Tucheng, blowing on the houses everywhere, and even kicked up the dust on the ground, forming a dust mist that spread in all directions.

White figures walked out of the wind very abruptly and landed in the Tucheng.

Some appeared on the streets, some appeared on the rooftops, and some floated in the air. There were so many of them that they were densely packed into thousands. There were many powerful people inside. Their momentum merged with the wind, forming a huge pressure, locking drug store.

Among the many figures, four figures landed directly on the street where the drug store was located, less than a hundred feet away from the drug store.

The white robes on these four people are inlaid with gold threads. Although their specific appearance cannot be seen, judging from their clothes, they are obviously different from other tribesmen, especially their cultivation.

Each of them has passed through the cultivation realm and entered the realm of spiritual treasure.

But compared with the four of them, the golden-robed figure who silently appeared ten feet away from the medicine shop after everyone appeared was even more eye-catching.

This man is different from other Feng Shou clan members. His robe does not cover his head, so his white hair, hunched body and calm expression are clearly visible.

With his appearance, both the four spirit treasures and the thousands of white-robed tribesmen around them all bowed to him.

"Ancestor."

This man in golden robe is their ancestor.

As he stood there, the fluctuations of the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Treasure continued to rise, and there were vaguely appearing threads all around, which were Dao marks.

When he can conceive everything in his eyes, he can break through the spiritual treasure and step into the void.

But now, it's only half a step away.

At this moment, the wind became stronger, and the roaring sound was like the roar of a ferocious beast, shaking the hearts and minds of everyone in all directions.

The followers outside Tucheng held their breaths and instinctively looked at the old man in gold robe in front of the medicine shop.

The old man's eyes were calm, and he looked coldly at the medicine shop in front of him. His momentum rose, and he vaguely transformed into the shadow of a dragon roaring in all directions. The momentum was shocking, as if in front of him, all catastrophes would end, and all obstacles would be destroyed.

The demeanor of a big shot is very obvious in him, and the pressure brought by being in a high position for a long time will also make people ignore his hunchback.

At this moment, he glanced at the drug store and walked forward without saying a word.

One step down, the earth shook, the winds and clouds in all directions rolled back, and the sky rolled, which touched the hearts of all those watching, as if stepping on their pulse, making everyone's heart skip a beat.

Only the ancestor of the Shoufeng clan walked away step by step with his usual expression.

He had no words and no movement in his mind. It seemed that to him, no one in the medicine shop was worthy of him speaking.

When he comes here, he only needs to raise his hand to retrieve the sacred object, and when he walks in, he can trample on everything.

After all, cultivation is the foundation of everything.

So, with his hands behind his back, he walked step by step to the pharmacy. Without any pause, he stepped into the pharmacy.

The moment his figure entered the pharmacy, the door of the pharmacy closed with a bang.

This sudden closure did not raise any bad premonition in people's hearts. No matter the thousands of Shoufeng clan here or the people watching the excitement outside Tucheng, they did not think that this matter would be unexpected.

After all, the gap between the two sides is too big, just like a giant beast and a little rabbit.

No matter how hard the rabbit tries, he can't escape the fate.

At this moment, most of the people of this tribe outside thought so, and they were all proud. The wind also sensed their emotions, and the wind blew more and more intensely between the earth and the earth.

The sobs echoed even more sharply.

The people outside Tucheng who were paying attention to this scene were shocked. This time the Shoufeng clan came out and showed enough background to make them all frightened.

"This is to establish authority and warn everyone."

"This little thief in the drug store has no chance of survival."

"What's wrong with stealing? I have to steal the sacred object of this desert tribe..."

"If this thief knows what's going on and takes the initiative to hand over the sacred objects and evil spirits, he might be able to die a happy death. Otherwise, he will suffer."

Some of them sighed, some gloated, and the happiest ones were the men in white robes who fought Xu Qing that day.

At this moment, the leader of the group of white-robed men was standing on the street looking at the drug store, with a smile on his lips and a heart full of joy. He could imagine that when the ancestor walked out soon, he would be holding that evil and rampant little thief in his hand. .

"Little thief, you stole my clan's sacred objects by clever tricks that day, which caused me to be punished by the clan elders. Today, I will let you know the consequences of offending my clan!"

"Not only you, but also the evil spirit you raised and the teleporting parrot will all die miserably. This is the fate of provoking our clan!"

"If you're to blame, it's your fault that you have no ability and still want to offend the strong!"

"And after today, as the majesty of our clan emerges, the monks in this green sand desert will once again recall the name of our clan in history!"

The young man in white robe had a solemn expression and sneered.

Full of expectations.

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