With a whoosh, wild winds once more swept across the entire platform. Amid the gale, Zhang Xiaohua's lean figure emerged from the rocks beside the Town Suppressing Cauldron. Before his feet even touched the ground, an emerald jade box abruptly appeared in his hand. With swift hands and sharp eyes, he placed the Wind Pearl inside, then in one breath laid more than a dozen of the most formidable restrictions he knew upon the jade box. Only then did Zhang Xiaohua quietly let out a breath. After attaching a thread of divine sense to the jade box, he finally tucked it safely into his belt.
This Wind Pearl was incomparably formidable. Since it could contend against the bamboo that had suppressed him, he had no idea whether this jade box could truly contain it. By leaving behind a thread of divine sense, the moment the Wind Pearl changed, Zhang Xiaohua could immediately lay down another set of powerful restrictions.
Having settled everything, Zhang Xiaohua pulled young monk Kongjian out from behind the stone pillar, set him down properly, and unsealed his acupoints from afar to wake him. By then, the gale had just passed. Young monk Kongjian suspected nothing, rubbing his eyes as he said, "Why is this wind so strange? I'd only ever heard that Forbidden Wind Valley occasionally had wind. Why have there been so many cold winds these past few days?"
Zhang Xiaohua's heart stirred, and he asked, "Why is this place called Forbidden Wind Valley?"
"This..." Young monk Kongjian froze, then said, "How would I know? I asked my senior brothers about it back then, but they all said they didn't know. Even Abbot Changsheng doesn't know. They only know it has always been called that."
Then young monk Kongjian looked at Zhang Xiaohua again and