1845: C1845 Reasons

C1845 Reasons

"The stopper is back, it's back!"

The little girl stood there crying tears of joy.

Zhou Yi smiled as he looked at the house and the shadow that gradually appeared.

In the eyes of those people in the village, a couple of figures suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"Xiao Yuan, you … you're back!" When the crowd saw the little girl, they couldn't help but shout loudly.

The young lady was also forcefully holding back her tears as she nodded, "I've returned. I've found the new chief."

An old man who was leaning on a walking stick walked up to the little girl. "Little Yuan, it's been hard on you."

The little girl wiped her tears and hurriedly introduced, "This is Mr. Zhou, and this is Hua Xin. He was the one who opened the big array of our stronghold. Is everyone cured of the poison?"

"This is the person who opened the formation. According to the old chief's instructions, he is our new chief." The old man said.

The surrounding crowd hurriedly nodded their heads.

Following which, two youths helped Hua Xin up from the ground.

"Mr. Zhou, please follow us to the house to rest for a while." The old man said, "The new chief also needs some rest, I think. Tell the witch doctors in the village to come over and take a look."

Zhou Yi nodded, "Indeed, we just need to rest for a bit. We don't need a witch doctor to show him."

The old man stared in shock.

The little girl quickly explained, "Grandfather, don't worry. Mr. Zhou is very powerful, whatever he says is what he wants."

The old man nodded, "That's fine, then send the chief to his room to rest first."

Then, the old man said to Zhou Yi, "Mr. Zhou, please follow me to my room!"

Zhou Yi followed the old man into a decently decorated room. The little girl, on the other hand, was taken down to wash up.

"Sir, which stronghold are you from?" The two of them walked into the room and after the servant served them a cup of tea, the old man asked.

Zhou Yi said, "Hua Xin is a member of the Upper Valley stronghold, so I can be considered half a master of him."

The old man thought for a moment. The Upper Valley stronghold was very far from here. If he were to walk, he would have to walk for at least a few days.

"Can you tell me what exactly is going on between your stronghold and the Fog Forest stronghold?" Zhou Yi took a sip of the tea.

Hearing this, the elder let out a sigh, "Speaking of which, all of this can only be considered a bad fate."

A hundred years ago, only the Windward Stronghold did not have the Misty Castle.

At that time, the village chief and his brothers had a disagreement during cultivation. His brother thought that everything in the world could be used, but his brother did not agree.

Thereafter, the stronghold was divided into two factions. There was even a fight over this matter.

In the end, his brother decided to leave with his men.

And so, the Misty Fog Stronghold appeared.

Within a hundred years, the world had changed. The Whistling Wind Stronghold always carried out whatever they wanted, but the Fog Stronghold forced everything to change. Over time, the people in their stronghold all became especially short-lived.

The oldest would not live past forty years of age, and many died in their thirties.

Through divination, the wise men of the stronghold learned that their stronghold had a problem with the feng shui. The Windy stronghold was the best choice.

Thus, they began to give orders to attack the Windward Stronghold.

After a hundred years of breeding, the Windward Station had already become a large group. It was impossible for them to attack in broad daylight.

Thus, they had thought of a sinister method and had used some tricks on the water source of the Windward Stronghold.

The entire village had been poisoned, waiting to be slaughtered.

In the instant before these people attacked, the old creditor sacrificed himself to activate the formation.

The stronghold disappeared into thin air. The people outside could not enter, nor could the people inside.

The moment the stronghold was closed, the old chief, Mu Yuan, let go to look for someone who was related to the seven stars, returning to open the great formation.

After a few days of recuperation and the people in the stronghold cured him of the poison, it would no longer be easy for the other party to invade.

Fortunately, the little girl did find him and brought him back.

"You villagers know how to cultivate? And who set up this formation for you? "

This matter was Zhou Yi's greatest concern.

The old man nodded, "We do know a bit more than the people in the other tribes, but only slightly. The old man nodded," We do know a bit more than the people in the other tribes, but only slightly more.

"Regarding this formation, to be honest, I'm not too clear about it. If it wasn't for the chief using his own hands to activate the formation at the last moment, none of us would have known about it."

From what the old man said, Zhou Yi could imagine that perhaps a few hundred years ago, everyone here knew about cultivation. However, as time passed, some sort of mutation or accident might have happened to them, causing their talent to decline and they to lose the opportunity to progress.

"I have a presumptuous request." The old man suddenly stood up and bowed towards Zhou Yi.

"What?" Zhou Yi sat there without moving as he raised his head to look at the old man.

"The old chief has orders, as long as he can help us open the formation, we will respect him as the new chief. However, I see that the new chief is still young, and I am afraid that he will not agree. Sir, can you help me persuade him?"

The old man said.

Zhou Yi laughed in his heart. How could he refuse such a good thing? However, he still nodded mysteriously, "I'll try my best."

Seeing Zhou Yi agree, the old man also let out a sigh of relief.

"Wise man, the new chief has woken up. He … he wants to find Mister!" At this moment, a young man ran in.

The old man quickly looked at Zhou Yi.

Just when Zhou Yi wanted to get up, the door was knocked open again.

"Mister!" When Hua Xin saw Zhou Yi after entering the door, her hanging heart finally relaxed.

The Mysterious Sky had just awoken under his feet.

Xuan Tian wasn't too energetic either. His pair of big eyes were half-closed and he was walking shakily. When he saw Zhou Yi, he walked directly to his feet and gently rubbed against his pants.

Zhou Yi bent down to pick up Xuan Tian. He gently patted his head and a stream of energy flowed into its body.

Xuan Tian closed his eyes in comfort.

"Sir, we …"

"Stronghold Chief, you are now the chief of our Windward Stronghold." The elder hurriedly bowed to Hua Xin.1

Hua Xin and Ben ignored the old man and directly walked in front of Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi said, "The old chief already said so, why don't you agree and stay here as their chief."

"If Mister stays, I will stay. If Mister says that he wants to leave, I will leave with Mister."

These words caused everyone to become nervous.

At the same time, he looked at Zhou Yi.

It seemed that Zhou Yi's decision to stay or not decided whether or not there would be a new chief in their stronghold.

He saw the eager gazes of everyone present.

Zhou Yi shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

"Since you've said it like that, if I insist on leaving, won't the people from the Windward Stronghold hate me?"

"Therefore, it's better for you to stay. Do your job as the chief of the village well!"

The old man finally sighed in relief when he heard this, "Then, chief, you …"

"Since Mister decided to stay, I won't leave either!" Hua Xin said.

The old man quickly cupped his hands together, "My lord, please accept this old man's bow!"

As the sound of his voice faded, the surrounding crowd also fell to their knees.

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