As Liang Yan told the story, Shennong Hu's face became increasingly gloomy.

However, he was not as impulsive as Zi Lan. Although his face was gloomy, he kept his head down and thought secretly, without saying a word from beginning to end.

It wasn't until Liang Yan finished his last sentence that Shennong Hu raised his head and sighed softly: "I didn't expect such a huge change to occur in Langhuan Continent. Thank you little brother for informing me, otherwise I would still be in the dark."

"The three founders of Ye Ming Sect should be outside monks like me. However, they have infiltrated long ago and have been lurking in Langhuan Continent for many years. It was only recently that they started to attack. Apparently they felt that the time was ripe. Now that the enemy is hiding, I

In the Ming Dynasty, the Lord of Shennong City must make preparations early." Liang Yan expressed his opinion.

"My little brother's analysis is good. In fact, I can probably guess the origins of these three people."

"Oh?" Liang Yan was a little surprised and asked, "Does the city lord know who they are?"

"There is an 80% chance that he is the star official of Tiangong City." Shennong Hu said in a deep voice.

"Tiangong City?"

Hearing these three words, Liang Yan's heart moved.

He remembered the words Wei Wenxiang left for him, which was "Be careful of Tiangong City!". Before, he thought Tiangong City was very far away from him, but he didn't expect it to happen around him this time.

"Why did the city lord assert so much?" Liang Yan pondered.

Shennong Hu hesitated for a while, and finally said slowly: "My dear friend, please don't make anything public about what I'm going to say next, so as not to cause turmoil."

"Don't worry, City Lord, Liang will definitely keep the secret." Liang Yan said with a serious face.

Shennong Hu nodded and said in a deep voice: "Actually, as early as two hundred years ago, I received a mysterious letter. The letter asked me to lead Shennong Mountain and the monks of the Langhuan tribe to surrender to Tiangong City, and to surrender the Xuan Dynasty to Tiangong City.

Hand over the Mizhu and the "Shennong Emperor Sutra", otherwise we will kill all the monks in Juntian City and remove Juntian City from now on."

"Is there such a thing?!"

Hearing this, Liang Yan's face changed slightly, obviously in disbelief.

"Juntian City is one of the twelve cities in the Seven Mountains. The tone of the person who sent the message is too loud. Don't you agree that he will massacre the city?"

"I'm afraid that's what it is."

Shennong Hu sighed and said solemnly: "Our Juntian City has the barrier left by the first generation of Shennong, and the tortoise 'Juntian' can travel through the void, and its traces are so erratic that even we ourselves don't know where we are.

Even the Queen Mother of the West returned without success in the end, but this person was able to send a letter through the air. From this alone, it can be seen that the magical power of the person who sent the message has reached a terrifying level, and may be able to match the previous one.

Maybe the Queen Mother of the West will compete with her."

After listening to Shennong Hu's analysis, Liang Yan's expression became solemn.

He had never seen the strength of the Queen Mother of the West with his own eyes.

But back then, Shen Nong Tuo was a real saint. Even he was no match for Queen Mother Xi. In the end, she even chose to sacrifice herself to save this small world, which shows that Queen Mother Xi is still above the saints.

The person who sent the message to Shennong Hu was most likely the city lord of Tiangong City. According to his analysis, could this person be as powerful as the Queen Mother of the West at that time?

Thinking of this, Liang Yan suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
Chapter completed!