Chapter 271 Fog Disaster
In the secret room, Wu Chong had just finished breathing for the day when he felt a breath rushing in from outside.
"Master, this is bad!"
Wu Chong walked out of the door, and when he opened the door, he saw Tong Fei squatting at the door with a face full of fear.
"What happened?"
When Wu Chong was in seclusion, he once told the people around him that if it was not a major matter that could not be handled, Tong Fei would never come to disturb him.
"Miss Ma is missing, and old man Ding from Qingyi Building has not come back for many days. I suspect that they have also fallen into the fog."
"Mist?"
Wu Chong frowned, how could a good person fall into the fog.
"Not long after you retreated, Master, there was a fog disaster outside. Now nearly two-thirds of the Jinghai area has been shrouded in heavy fog. Part of the Jianghuai area next door has also been shrouded in it, but the main occupied areas Still on our side.”
When Elder Tong Fei heard this, he immediately explained.
Two-thirds of the Jinghai area, plus part of the adjacent Jianghuai area, have spread to nearly an area.
I have never heard of such a major incident until now.
Wu Chong subconsciously began to sense the human skin he released. After defeating King Jinghai and his son, Wu Chong dropped a large number of human skin shadows in the Jinghai area. At first, these shadows were only in the inner city, but as time passed and people moved, the shadows he released slowly spread to the outside areas. Wherever there were people moving around in the Jinghai area, there were shadows created by him.
With such a big movement, it stands to reason that Shadow should have conveyed the news back long ago.
After careful observation, Wu Chong found that a large number of shadows had indeed lost their senses, but he could not sense the specific situation. It's as if the Internet was unilaterally disconnected there. You have to go there to know the specific reason for the disconnection.
"Why didn't anyone come to inform me?"
Wu Chong looked at Tong Fei and felt that this old guy was getting more and more useless, and now he couldn't even tell the truth.
"This fog disaster is very strange. If it weren't for the signal flare released by Miss Ma, we still wouldn't know about it until now."
Elder Tong Fei also looked miserable.
He also knew that the problem was too big this time, but it was not something he could solve with his little strength. In the face of this kind of strength that is close to a natural disaster, even if the heavenly beings throw themselves in, they may not be able to come out alive. The Jinghai Palace has some informants, but they are definitely not as good as the heavenly beings.
Wu Chong ignored him and flew into the sky.
After reaching a certain height, Wu Chong saw the area where the fog disaster was. From a distance, it looked like a huge canopy, covering the area there, and a row of vague buildings could be vaguely seen inside. Because of the distance, he couldn't sense it with his spiritual consciousness, and his spiritual consciousness at the golden elixir stage couldn't detect that far.
This fog
He knows it!
Wu Chong recalled a scene in his mind that he had almost forgotten.
When they were in the Twenty-eight Prefectures, except for the area where they lived, many other places were covered by fog. The fog was full of night demons and pollutants. At that time, Wu Chong only thought that this thing was pollution created by the Huang Shen. , but now it seems that things are far more complicated than he imagined.
"For such a big thing, it's impossible for Daqi's side to have no reaction, and in that direction."
Wu Chong remembered the strange temple that Ding Wushang had mentioned when chatting with him.
People from the Daqi royal family and the three major sects seem to have been exploring the new temple there. Is the spread of this fog caused by the new temple getting out of control?
Fall back to the ground.
Wu Chong came to the front hall of the palace.
Prince Jinghai and his son have been waiting here for a long time. This father and son were 'drawn' by Wu Chong to support their appearance and maintain their righteousness. Seeing Wu rushing in, the father and son bowed and saluted.
"The owner of the village."
Because Tong Fei and the others were old people in the famous Jian Villa, everyone in the palace was accustomed to calling Wu Chong the owner of the village.
"Go and notify the people at Qingyi Tower, Jinghai Academy and Daming Temple and ask them to come over."
When something big like this happens, it's natural to ask others to come up together. There is no such thing as the elder brother going up and the younger brother sitting back and enjoying the benefits.
"yes!"
After a while.
Representatives from Jinghai Academy and Daming Temple came to Prince Jinghai's Mansion. As for Daqi Officials and Zhenwu Sect, these two parties were naturally 'represented' by Wu Chong. It's ridiculous to say that Wu Chong, a gangster with the most wanted criminal on his head, turned out to be an official representative.
This kind of identity switch can be described as a model for breaking into the enemy's interior!
"You know the fog outside, right?"
After the two came over, Wu Chong didn't even arrange a bench for them to sit on, so he went straight to the point.
"The message has been received."
The person speaking was the newly arrived person in charge of Jinghai Academy, with Yuanshen realm strength. Daming Temple over there is much worse. Their masters have not been able to replenish their skills since the last loss. Finally, a senior monk was dispatched, but before he reached Jinghai City, he fell to the new temple.
"How are you two going to deal with it?"
Wu Chong rubbed the tea cup in his hand and asked the two of them.
"Of course I will follow the host's arrangement." The Master from Jinghai Academy stood up and held his hands.
No matter how Wu Chong achieved unity with Prince Jinghai, now that Prince Jinghai is standing behind him, this represents an attitude.
"I, the monks of Daming Temple, are also willing to obey the host's instructions."
"You two will have a heavenly being from each family."
Ma Runan and Ding Wushang were all trapped inside, as well as senior sister Su Daoyu, who might also be trapped. These people are all related to Wu Chong, especially Su Daoyu. Wu Chong still owes her a favor, so he must repay it.
"The former old master of the academy is still in the academy. Students will inform him when they return."
"I also have an uncle from Daming Temple who practices Zen in the temple." The monk from Daming Temple gritted his teeth and agreed to this plan.
They are all top forces, and no one has a trump card.
This is also the reason why Wu Chong left the two families alone after taking control of the Jinghai Palace. There is no benefit in eliminating the two of them, but it will waste a lot of time and energy. It is not as simple as raising them like this. Why spend so much effort on something that can be mobilized with just one sentence at the critical moment? He didn't want to become the emperor.
After sending the two people away, Wu Chong left Jinghaicheng alone.
He planned to go over and take a look first.
Don’t go in, but be sure to understand the sources of danger. Otherwise, when the danger really comes, people will die if there is no corresponding information. The more you come into contact with this world, the more pitfalls you discover. It is basically impossible to be absolutely safe. Just like the fog disaster in front of you, you may be sitting well at home, but suddenly this heavy fog comes. .
Taking out the flying sword, Wu Chong transferred his magic power into the flying sword, turning it into a stream of light and flying towards the mist.
When he was still more than three hundred meters away from the fog, Wu Chong landed from the sky.
Being so close, the divine sense detected it and quickly obtained some information. This fog is definitely not a fog derived from nature, but a mutation of the power of a god similar to the wild god and the ancient god. This is neither the 'immortality' of the Ancient God nor the 'pollution' of the Aragami.