The Dragon from Hell

The meal was eaten very quickly. There were not many dishes. The four people drank a pot of porridge around the stove, and with some pickled meat made by Grandpa Lin himself, it was a meal that whetted people's appetite.

Dugu Jiujian hadn't eaten ordinary meals for hundreds of years. Only when grains and cereals entered his stomach did he feel that he was still alive.

Qin Feng only tasted a little and asked Grandpa Lin about the Extreme Cold Abyss.

"Grandpa, I heard from Lin Yun that you mentioned that the Extreme Cold Abyss might have an accident a few years ago. Can I ask why you said that at the time?" Qin Feng put down the bowl and asked.

Grandpa Lin had already taken out his pipe, lit it by the bonfire, and took a puff: "I reported this matter to the Immortal Sect at the time, but they didn't take it seriously at the time. This time when the people from the Immortal Sect came, I mentioned it again, but they still didn't take it seriously..."

The smoke had not yet dissipated, the old man squinted slightly, and his voice became heavy: "A few years ago, I found that the barrier of the Extreme Cold Abyss was not right. The Unfrozen Port is obviously wider than before, but it has not frozen yet. I don't know why..."

"Wider?" Qin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Unfrozen Port is the barrier used by Xuanyuan clan to guard the Extreme Cold Abyss. The wider the water surface, the wider the barrier.

Is the barrier expanding outward?

"Yes," Old Master Lin stuttered his cigarette butt and continued, "Our Lin family has guarded the border of the Extreme Cold Abyss for generations. I have seen this Unfrozen Port since I was a child. Eight years ago, when I came to patrol one day, I found that the water surface was wider than in previous years, but the width was very small, not even half a finger. And except for me, everyone else said that there was no change in the Unfrozen Port, so the matter was left unresolved."

Old Master Lin's family has been mortal for eight generations.

So even though he is an old man who stays here, not many people will believe him.

Xianmen believes in his own judgment even more. As long as the Unfrozen Port is still there, there will be no risk in the Extreme Cold Abyss.

Even if the Demon Lord returns this time, everyone thinks that the Extreme Cold Abyss is the safest place, because it is not only the people in the town who are guarding here, but also the Xuanyuan clan, one of the few ancient races in Linxian Continent.

But Xianmen and Xuanyuan clan have long lost contact over the years. No one knows what the situation is in the Extreme Cold Abyss, let alone the current situation of Xuanyuan clan.

Even if someone knew, they would not tell the people in the town. They were just a watcher, a pair of eyes of the Immortal Gate.

So when Mr. Lin suggested that there might be something wrong with the barrier of the Freezing Port, no one took it seriously.

In fact, it was the same today, a few years later. No matter what Mr. Lin said, there was no sign of freezing in the Freezing Port. Who would doubt a barrier that has been there for three thousand years?

What's more, how could a mere mortal see the mystery of the barrier?

When Mr. Lin said this, there was some helplessness in his tone, but he quickly took it back: "I'm sorry to make you laugh. I'm not complaining, I'm just a little worried..."

Although he was enthusiastic, he also knew that these two people were from the Immortal Gate. After the matter was over, they would eventually return to the Immortal Gate. The identities and status of the two sides were different.

Qin Feng shook his head: "Mr. Lin, don't think too much. We are just asking. It's all for the human race behind us."

Dugu Jiujian asked at the right time: "Grandpa, you and Lin Yun are just mortals. It's difficult to live in such a place. Have you ever thought about leaving here?"

"Why do you want to leave?" Grandpa Lin didn't even think about it, and asked with a smile: "This is our hometown."

"But you are all mortals. Once there is any danger in the Extreme Cold Abyss, you may not even have a chance to run." Dugu Jiujian didn't mock him, but he really couldn't understand: "Guarding the edge of the Demon Realm is not the responsibility of mortals. We have spiritual bones, so we should do this."

Grandpa Lin leaned on an old recliner, covered with a fur blanket. There was a fire in the room, and he was wearing thick clothes, but he still exhaled cold air when he spoke.

"In the eyes of the immortals, guarding the edge of the demon world is their responsibility, but in the eyes of people like us, even though we are mortals, it is our responsibility to protect the human race."

"Someone has to do this kind of thing. If we don't do it, we have to let others do it."

"Maybe one day the demon world disappears, and this responsibility will be temporarily stopped, but at least not now."

Grandpa Lin said this freely and frankly, without any resentment or reluctance.

Even Lin Yun, who was sitting next to him, was full of admiration, as if his old grandfather was something...What a great hero.

Perhaps in his eyes, his grandfather was a hero.

Qin Feng smiled and stared at the bonfire in front of him. He was not surprised. Grandpa Lin's answer was within his expectations.

The immortal sect looked down on ordinary bones and thought that ordinary bones were weak. However, in this land where even spiritual bone cultivators found it difficult to endure, these weak ordinary bones in their mouths have used their flesh and blood to guard here for generations.

As Lin Yun said before, Grandpa Lin said that they are here to protect the human race. This is their way. There is no need for spiritual bones or practice. Only the heart needs to be cultivated.

Such remarks were obviously shocking to Dugu Jiujian next to him. He did not speak for a long time, staring at the fire and wondering what he was thinking.

At this moment, a bell suddenly rang outside, accompanied by the bell, and the sound of chanting scriptures came.

Qin Feng stood up, and he could feel a strong spiritual power slowly coming towards this side.

Seeing his reaction, Grandpa Lin was very calm: "Don't worry, it's the Xuanyuan clan who are here."

Hearing this, even Dugu Jiujian got excited: "Xuanyuan clan? Ancient gods! Will they show up here?"

"Occasionally." Grandpa Lin stood up and planned to take them out to see: "The Xuanyuan clan is stationed here, walking on the Extreme Cold Abyss all year round, sweeping away the demons in the Extreme Cold Abyss, and chanting scriptures to purify the evil spirits in the Extreme Cold Abyss..."

"But it's a pity that for three thousand years, no matter how hard the Xuanyuan clan tried, the evil spirits in the Extreme Cold Abyss have not dissipated for a long time. Even if they dissipate for a short time, they will soon cover it again."

"Let's go, I'll take you to see it together. Although they walk in the Extreme Cold Abyss all year round, they are not often seen. The last time I saw them was three years ago..."