I am farming and growing flowers in the ancient martial arts world

Chapter 105 Fire Field Abyss
High temperature and extreme cold, neither is a good experience, Zhen Xiaomei endured the burning pain on the soles of her feet and the sweat on her face, and continued to add light salt water, while following Yun Zhao to use the lightness kung fu to hurry.

Fortunately, such high temperatures did not last long.About two quarters of an hour after Zhen Xiaomei felt uncomfortable, Yun Zhao took her into a simple village located deep in the abyss of the fire area.

Just like the Endless Sea, the houses in the Abyss of Fire are not looking for beauty, but only for practicality. However, due to the climate here, the outer walls of these houses are all made of stones, not like those in the Endless Sea. On the other side of the sea, the so-called courtyard wall is just a simple fence.

As soon as she walked into this village where only Mo Yang lived, which was very similar to Yun Zhao's residence before Zhen Xiaomei arrived, Zhen Xiaomei felt the temperature change around her.

The warm but not hot temperature made Zhen Xiaomei immediately realize that this village must have been set up by a formation.

She felt the comfortable temperature around her, and felt more and more that this place gave her a sense of deja vu and nostalgia.

Yun Zhao also had the feeling of instantly returning to the lonely years before Zhen Xiaomei's arrival. He subconsciously looked at Zhen Xiaomei, only to see that Zhen Xiaomei was also looking at him with a smile.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and countless sweet pink bubbles suddenly appeared in the air.

Uh, the above picture is from the subjective imagination of Comrade Mo Yang who rushed over after hearing the movement, and has nothing to do with the author (*ω)
Yun Zhao was the first to notice Mo Yang who subconsciously stopped, his eyes lit up, "Junior Brother Mo!"

Zhen Xiaomei also turned her head, she cupped her hands slightly towards Mo Yang, "Long time no see."

Mo Yang bowed back, "Why did you come here?"

Yun Zhao looked at Zhen Xiaomei, Zhen Xiaomei smiled and replied to Mo Yang, "One is because Yun Zhao misses you and wants to see you."

The expression on Mo Yang's face seamlessly switched to the "Grandpa Subway" emoji, while Yun Zhao blushed from embarrassment.

It was also thanks to his calm personality, his inability to show emotions or anger, otherwise Zhen Xiaomei would have suspected that he would directly deny herself three consecutive times of "I am not, I am not, don't talk nonsense".

She cleared her cough, skipped this section with some embarrassment, and directly talked about the second purpose of their trip, "Secondly, Yun Zhao wants to tell you that we are now going to your side to clean up the worms. In another half a year, the Endless Sea and the Fireland Abyss will be able to communicate with each other and support each other."

That's what I said, but in fact, the barrier between the endless sea and the abyss of the fire area has never been the worm, but the harsh environment between the two places, and the gradual decline of the surviving disciples of the eight sects.

In the past, the disciples of the eight major sects were strong and numerous, and the harsh environment between the two places could not affect their exchanges with each other. The weaker disciples of the eight sects gradually had no choice but to stick to one place and try their best to support it.

Especially in the past 100 years, for the disciples of the Eight Schools who are responsible for guarding the endless sea and the abyss of fire, even meeting each other and communicating with each other has become a big problem that requires them to rack their brains to find a solution.

Now Zhen Xiaomei tilted the focus of killing insects in this direction, and even planned to arrange manpower to eliminate other dangerous factors along the way. Whether it was Yun Zhao or Mo Yang, they were happy to see it succeed.

While leading the two of them to his residence, Mo Yang tilted his head and asked Yun Zhao and Zhen Xiaomei, "Then you are here this time, do you want me to cooperate with you?"

Yun Zhao shook his head, "Just continue at your own pace."

Mo Yang is different from the two of them. He and Zhen Xiaomei can not only support each other now, but also have Ye Wu, Cheng Zhu and others behind him to support them. However, Mo Yang, he is actually fighting alone most of the time.

Zhen Xiaomei had heard Yun Zhao talk about Mo Yang's situation a long time ago, and when Yun Zhao said something, she didn't say anything, and Zhen Xiaomei thoughtfully explained for him.

She said: "Cleaning up the worms between the two places is enough for me, Yun Zhao, and Ye Wu. I will also arrange other warriors under my command to form a team. The main purpose of our coming to you In fact, I want to get to know your neighbors with you."

Mo Yang frowned slightly, "You mean the Feng family?"

Fireland Abyss and Yanzhou (also known as Nanzhou) in Kyushu are adjacent to each other, and the Feng family, their family has been the controller of Yanzhou for nearly 300 years.

At the earliest time, the controller of Yanzhou was a small sect named Dingnanzong. Unfortunately, the person in charge of this sect established a faction and chose a name for the sect with a big tone, but did nothing. One thing can be said on the table.

Not to mention "Dingnan", he can't even disturb Nanzhou_(:з」∠)_
This slogan is loudly chanted, and Wang Po always sells melons and brags, but in fact, all she does in private is self-interested things, and she doesn't care about the life and death of other people in Nanzhou. Life can't go on, even the surviving disciples of the eight sects who are in charge of guarding the endless sea, have all kinds of inconveniences because of the ugly Dingnan sect who doesn't know how to fish in the dry lake.

With their skills, even if those warriors of Dingnanzong didn't take the initiative to trouble them, they could indeed get away smoothly, but the problem is that although the toad doesn't bite, it is aggressive.

They "can" clean up each other, and they actually "will" waste time cleaning up each other, which is a very different thing.

The Fireland Abyss at that time was much more dangerous than it is now. They shouldered heavy responsibilities, and even racked their brains to squeeze out the time for martial arts, so they were not willing to waste their precious time dealing with those mangy dogs of Dingnanzong.

In addition, under the control of Dingnanzong, the price of Nanzhou has been rising all the way, and in the end it was almost three times as high as that of Zhongzhou next door, which is simply out of the picture.

The disciples of the eight sects guarding the abyss of the fire area were slaughtered every time they bought something, and encountered more than one mad dog blocking the way on the way to and from the back, which made them intolerable.

Then, Dingnanzong, who would not die, was picked up by the disciples of the eight sects who were in charge of guarding the abyss of the fire area.And the disciples of the eight sects at that time selected to replace them were the Feng clan who are now in charge of controlling Nanzhou.

The first Patriarch of the Feng Clan, his own sister was one of the surviving disciples of the eight sects at that time. This Patriarch of the Feng Clan loved his own sister very much. A free gift of various materials to the surviving disciples of the eight sects who are in charge of guarding the abyss of the fire area.

(End of this chapter)