Abandoned daughter by a genius doctor: Sheng Chong Jiu Huangfei

Chapter 583 End Times
"Ah?" Bei Chenhong raised his head in confusion, wondering if he had misheard for a moment, "What? I can't understand."

Feng Yunqing also looked blank, even she didn't understand what Xuanyuan Yelan meant, let alone Bei Chenhong.

"I'm just guessing," Xuanyuan Yelan first stated a premise, and then explained clearly, "As Qing'er said, all creatures in the world are blessed by heaven, and by chance, they may embark on the road of cultivation. The origin of the black mist is unknown. , nine out of ten are created by the heaven and earth itself. If it is really a vicious thing, it will completely destroy the entire lower three realms, and it is impossible for the heaven to sit idly by."

He looked up out of the window, the day was bright, the sun was high in the sky, and the sea was calm: "But up to now, the Dao of Heaven has not sent a warning to intervene in the black mist, which means that the Dao of Heaven has not judged it as a disaster, and the invasion of the black mist is still within the laws of heaven and earth." middle."

Bei Chenhong was stunned, and his thoughts froze for the past few days: "Then you mean, we don't need to do anything, just be swallowed up by the black mist, anyway, the black mist doesn't harm anyone's life... …yes?"

Feng Yun's scalp became numb when he listened, thinking: What kind of reasoning is this?

Even Ji Yue, who was the youngest who proposed this concept, was taken aback, trembling while holding the teacup: "That's not what I meant."

Xuanyuan Yelan was thoughtful, as if he was really thinking about the feasibility of this matter: "We have to go into the black mist to see what's going on."

Ji Yue shook her head violently in disapproval: "No, no, no, once you go in, you won't be able to get out!"

Bei Chenhong supported his forehead, sat back at the desk, put aside all the chaotic emotions in his mind, and said weakly: "Okay, don't make a decision so early, tomorrow we will use magic tools to contact other surviving countries, after the discussion Let's decide."

"By the way," he said, as if he suddenly remembered something, raised his head to look at Feng Yunqing, and handed over the sound transmission stone placed on the desk: "During your retreat, Huaguo once transmitted a sound, Listen to it, it may be useful."

Feng Yunqing's heart skipped a beat. The Holy Kingdom has the Beichen Honghe Divine Artifact, and the situation is not good. Huaguo is even weaker. Can it resist the black mist?
Seeing Feng Yunqing's worry, Bei Chenhong said again: "Don't worry, Huaguo is fine, and speaking of it, perhaps Huaguo is the safest place right now."

Feng Yunqing took the sound transmission stone in doubt, and left the study with the sound transmission stone and Xuanyuan Yelan.

After returning to the residence, Feng Yunqing closed the door and opened the sound transmission stone, Hua Xuechen's voice came from inside.

The low-level sound transmission stone can retain sound, and the sound heard in some secret realms thousands of years ago can be left behind through the sound transmission stone. This piece in their hands is a high-level sound transmission stone, which is divided into two parts. People with two sound transmission stones can send messages to each other across a distance, but they can't communicate, they can only send messages, and there are restrictions. They can only be used once, and they will be invalid when they are used up.

The sound transmission stone is expensive because of its special material, but in the world of self-cultivation where everyone can travel thousands of miles a day with the help of a magic weapon, or travel between two places through a magic circle, the sound transmission stone is a bit tasteless, so the world of self-cultivation is not very popular This thing, more just treat it as a gadget.

At that time, Feng Yunqing thought it would be harmless to keep a copy, but she didn't expect that it would come in handy at this time.

Tomorrow is the time when various countries use instruments to communicate with each other. If there is anything that can be said, it can be left to tomorrow. Why does Hua Xuechen use the sound transmission stone in an unnecessary way?

Feng Yunqing sensed that something was wrong, and immediately raised her hand to set up a sound-proof magic circle, and then poured a stream of spiritual power into the sound-transmitting stone, urging the sound-transmitting stone to move.

Hua Xuechen's warm and watery voice flowed through the sound transmission stone, slightly distorted.

"The situation should have become uncontrollable when you received the letter. The black mist is spreading too fast. I can only send you the news in this way. You don't have to worry about us. Huaguo is safe now and has the protection of the gods. us."

Hua Xuechen paused for a moment, and his tone became serious: "Thousands of years ago, Huaguo had a very close relationship with the Wuren tribe. At that time, the Wuren tribe traveled to Stranger Way, and the priests fled to Huaguo with the few remaining clansmen. , before he died, he gave us the priest's scepter, saying that if one day the eternal night is approaching, if you light the scepter, you can gain light."

"The ancestors at that time didn't know what these words meant. They just kept the scepter as an old friend's belongings. Until the black mist invaded Huaguo, I had no other choice. When I read the ancestor's handbook, I saw this record. The idea of ​​a try ignited the scepter, and the black mist was actually blocked a city away, and it couldn't get any closer."

Feng Yunqing looked at Xuanyuan Yelan in shock, no matter how much she prayed, she never thought that Huaguo was saved for such a reason.

No wonder Hua Xuechen wants to use the sound transmission stone, if the secret of the scepter is known to others, they will definitely be mobbed and attacked.

This is the way of the world and people's hearts, everyone is in a state of fear and anxiety, so how can you be so safe in Huaguo?
Hua Xuechen's voice in the sound transmission stone gradually weakened, and Feng Yunqing knew that the sound transmission stone was not effective enough.

Hua Xuechen's speech speed also became faster: "I intuitively feel that the scepter may be a treasure of the Wuren tribe, and I don't know why it can dispel the black mist. The high priest of the Wuren tribe left some ancient books. I only translated Generally speaking, there are some things mentioned in it, such as 'the end of the world', 'the endless sea', 'black sky', 'the oracle', 'new life', etc., which I have never heard of."

Hua Xuechen sighed, and said sadly: "With the protection of the scepter, I have integrated the whole country of Hua and gathered it to the capital. I'm sorry, the country of Hua cannot do without me. I can only send trustworthy people to bring the scepter and The things left by the high priest are sent to the Holy Kingdom, I hope you can find a way to break the situation."

The room was silent——

Feng Yun stared fixedly at the sound transmission stone on the table, as if struck by lightning: "He said... he wanted to send the scepter?"

Huaguo ignited the scepter, dispelled the engulfing black mist, and saved the capital, but if the scepter was sent over, how long could Huaguo last with the strength of Huaguo?
Feng Yunqing didn't dare to think about it.

As Hua Xuechen's prince, he couldn't abandon his country, and Feng Yunchu was definitely not willing to leave Hua Xuechen either. They chose to hand over their only scepter, which was equivalent to pinning their hopes on them.

It wasn't until this moment that Feng Yunqing clearly realized the earth-shaking changes. Her mind was in a mess, and she repeated heavily: "The end of the world...how could it be the end of the world?"

She raised her head blankly, looked at Xuanyuan Yelan helplessly, and asked, "Did we ignore something? Or violated some taboo? How could this be..."

(End of this chapter)