Three months passed in a flash.
At the beginning of Yinshi, it was still dark.
It has been raining for three hours. The sky and the earth are blood red, and the dark clouds in the gloomy sky are like giant red eyes in the sky, overlooking the entire land of Jiaweichu.
Xin Zhuo returned to his wooden village from Xu Wenyuan and his wife's room like a ghost, and sat down cross-legged.
Next to them, Ni Cangtian and Zang Long were still in a state of trance. This had been their normal state for the past three months. Moreover, their drug use had steadily increased tenfold, and they had already reached the second seventh level of Xiantian.
"It's been more than four months, and there's no hope of getting out, damn it!"
Xin Zhuo cursed and called out to Wangyuejing.
[Well owner: Xin Zhuo]
【Yuehua:46/100】
[Region: Fifth level of Xiantian (seven out of ten will enter the second level of Xiantian, fourth level)]
That's right! In more than three months, he only entered the fifth level from the sixth level. Thirty innate warriors of the same level were used to sacrifice their souls in three realms.
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It is not easy to worship the spirits. First of all, this ghost place has sunny days and rainy days for three days. The weather is so smooth that it makes people feel unhappy!
Unfortunately, there is no moon on a rainy day, so the moonlight cannot be replenished. However, the sixth-level spirit sacrifice requires 18 points, the next fifth-level requires 20 points, and the fifth-level already requires 22 points.
For the first time, he felt the embarrassment of missing Yuehua!
This is not the key point. The key point is that there are only three to five hundred absentees in this ghost place. Many of them have been slowly polished from the ninth grade of Xiantian. After he cast a wide net, he discovered that these people were not the lowest sixth grade. There are also vegetable buns around the seventh grade, but I didn’t find them!
However, with the restraint, refinement and tempering of his body's meridians after re-cultivating the Xiantian martial arts, Wang Yuejing, a lower level Xiantian warrior, did not buy it anymore and could only offer sacrifices to spirits of fellow warriors or high level warriors.
Therefore, after entering the fifth level, the sixth-level warriors are no longer useful. After entering the fifth level, the innate warriors of the second-level fifth level are no longer useful!
But in Cangshan, there are so few warriors above the fifth level Xiantian realm? The elixirs these people need for practice are huge, and the relative salary requirements are also huge!
Moreover, people who have reached the fifth level of Xiantian are basically second-level stewards and have their own ways of making money.
There are only a dozen or so people including second-level stewards and third-level stewards for the second-level and fourth-level Xiantian.
Currently, in Cangshan, except for the great overseer Sun Erye, everyone is blocked within the realm of fourth-grade minor sects. It is said that those who go higher up will be recruited as soldiers!
Borrowing merit salary to these stewards requires a huge amount of salary. If it is less, people will look down on it, and it will cost at least three to five thousand.
Xin Zhuo's salary of three to five thousand is enough for a day or even a day and a half. He has already dug all the mines under Princess Gege's door. His luck is not so good every day, but completing the task is already good!
Xin Zhuo found himself at a bottleneck.
Looking at the moon-watching well again, the two fifth-grade stewards who had just spent a lot of money and deceived them for several days stretched out their hands to grab it!
【Yuehua:24/100】
【Yuehua:2/100】
[Stable innate fifth-grade realm]
[Stable innate fifth-grade realm]
absorb!
[Well owner: Xin Zhuo. 】
[Region: Fifth level of Xiantian (9 out of 10 will enter the second level of Xiantian, fourth level)]
The only thing left is a fifth-level spirit sacrifice, and he has to enter the fourth-level realm!
Unfortunately, I really have no clue and don’t know who to look for.
Moreover, there are only 2 points of Yuehua left, and the rain will not stop within three days and cannot be replenished!
He stretched out, looked at the gray sky through the rain curtain, and was startled for a moment, Huh? How long? It’s been four or five months!
Everyone thinks... I'm dead?
…
During the Great Zhou Dynasty, the northern frontier fell into Junshan.
It was also raining, with wisps of strands like cow hair.
Where the Baiyu Gate of Julie Mountain was originally, a grave mound had been piled up, with a tombstone standing in front of it:
"The Tomb of Xin Zhuo, King Wenzhao of the Great Zhou and Qin Dynasties!"
There is a line of small characters in the lower part of the book: Fulongshan Cui Ying'er, Huang Dagui, Bai Jianxi, Han Qiniang, Han Jiulang, Murong Xiu, Xiao Huang Qili.
There is no epitaph, and the name of Jiang Yuqing's thieves in Fulong Mountain is also used. This is the last stubbornness of the Fulong Mountain group!
In fact, this is Xin Zhuo's third tomb. The first one is in the Western Qin Dynasty and is the official royal mausoleum of the imperial court and the Western Qin civil and military forces; the second one is in the old house of the Jiang family, which is the tomb set up by the Jiang family!
At this moment, the memorial shed at the foot of the mountain is dilapidated and no one is there.
Regardless of whether the King of Qin or the head of the family is gone, after guarding the tomb for three months, people will have to... survive. What's more, the head of the family did not die in Shenjun Mountain, but in Najulie Mountain.
It is said that Miss Su also returned to Tianji Pavilion alone.
It was midnight, the surroundings were dark, and the wind blew the treetops, making a whistling sound.
At the top of the mountain, there is a cave under an old tree. There is a faint light in the cave, which is an old wind oil lamp.
Next to the oil lamp, there was a little yellow with a tuft of red hair on his head, but the earth was gone, and he was much more beautiful. He was exuding the terrifying evil spirit of the little venerable realm, but he was lying on the ground with a big font next to him. Putting a pot of old wine, he seemed to be drunk, shaking his head and wailing at the sky from time to time.
Then he pulled the wine bottle with his paws and continued to take a sip.
No one knows where it got the wine, but it drinks a bottle every day.
Of course, no one cares why a dog drinks.
When Cui Ying'er and others left, they looked for it, but they never found it.
At this time, it looked at the night sky, and a trace of determination flashed in the dog's eyes. It felt that it could wait for its master.
At this moment, it suddenly looked outside, slapped the oil lamp out with its paw, and shrank back.
After a while, I saw a ghostly figure not far away, looking at the sea of clouds for a moment, crying.
She is a woman with a very slender figure, a pair of pointed ears, cherry lips, blue eyes, and fair and delicate skin. She is as beautiful as a ghost.
Bear Paw Nandina!
"Your Highness, are you okay?"
She never left, and she felt that she would never leave either.
After a while, another figure came forward and landed next to her. It was a yam, with the same slender figure and extremely beautiful appearance.
Xiong Zhang wiped the corners of his eyes gently before looking at her: "Sai Qingzhu returned to Nanli Witch Cult? Hongshu returned to Beicang?"
Yam Yao nodded: "Yes! And Ying Jianying went to various countries to practice hard, but we have nowhere to go!"
They no longer want to stay in Western Qin, because Western Qin has lost His Highness and its ministers have no leader. They have already obeyed the regent princess. They are disgusted with that princess.
Yao Yao looked at Xiong Zhao again and said with a wry smile: "Actually, you are better than me. You and His Highness were already married before his death. You are His Highness's legacy and they respect you. But I am different. A few days ago, Taixun Gong, Third Master and the others want me to marry Jiang Yugui as my concubine!"
Xiongzhao looked at her coldly: "What do you think?"
"So what if that thing with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks is His Highness's cousin? This girl treats him like a pig or a dog!"
Shan Yao looked at it dismissively and sighed, "I am His Highness's concubine. I have just entered the Great Master. I have talents and magical powers that others don't know about. Besides, men in the world are vulgar. Apart from Your Highness, who can enter the eyes of this girl?" , I’m here to guard His Highness, and I’m not going anywhere!”
"How long will it last?"
"Keep here until your hair is white and turned into withered bones!"
"Okay! Let's go together!"
…
As soon as the two people finished speaking, they saw a figure flashing over. He was dressed in white clothes and had a bun with clouds. He had a graceful figure and gently waved his sleeves. He seemed to have a noble and cold temperament.
Bear Palm and Yao Yao were startled, and quickly bowed and saluted: "Queen Mother!"
Ji Jiuwei did not speak, but looked at the sea of clouds, his eyes slowly becoming mist-covered.
In the past few months, Ji Yaoyue and the emperor's nephew Ji Peiyu forcibly gave her the honorific title of Queen Mother of the Western Qin Dynasty. However, how could these fancy things catch her eyes? She was unwilling to accept it and was too lazy to pay attention to it.
After half an hour, Ji Jiuwei glanced at the two girls of Xiongzhao: "Let me go. One year later, follow me into Jile Mountain to look for him. Even the body must be found!"
"This slave, this slave, and the others have just entered the Great Master, so I'm afraid they won't be able to break into Julie Mountain..." Bear Paw and Yam saluted again.
"Yes in one year!"
Ji Jiuwei's tone did not allow for rejection, and he suddenly glanced at the dog hole.
Xiao Huang jumped out and ran away, blinking hundreds of feet, and then disappeared deep into the jungle.
