Xuetu died, and the Chicon tribe was defeated like a mountain.
The shouts of killing have not yet died down, but Xue Tong has already left silently.
Su Lie caught a glimpse from a distance and had no time to ask in detail.
Xue Tongxunhu quickly cleaned up and practiced the scriptures for a month. It was estimated that the chaos in the Western Region was over, and then he showed up at the Haoshan Tribe.
Mou Duli sent people to deliver letters to the other three groups.
"The main force of Chicong was destroyed, and the bloody massacre of loyalists fled to the savage area, as well as the Weiyun tribe that was not involved in the dispute."
"The barbarians from the Langshan camp learned that Xuetu had been killed, and they quickly retreated that day. Chicong's territory was divided among the three groups of Xiaolin. Haoshan received a huge amount of war profits for his meritorious service in introducing the Taoist priest."
"The leaders of the three divisions have collected six earth-level magic weapons and presented them to the Taoist Priest. Tian Qing and Mo Yan are still refining them and will deliver them in ten months. From now on, the refining fees for the Taoist Priest's own magical weapons will be free of charge."
"Taoist priest, don't think it's too little!" Moudu said.
"Thank you all clan leaders. Xue has no further requirements. He will stay in Haoshan for a while until the magic weapon is tempered before leaving." Xue Tong said with a smile.
Half a month later, the leaders of the three tribes gathered together and thanked each other in person. The dwarves' thoughts were not as complex as those of the humans, and they were far inferior to Holy King Boshi.
"Look out for each other from now on and don't be too polite."
Xue Tong asked the dwarves for help in tempering the Barbarian God's Gloves, the Dragon Teeth Iron Tibetan Bow, and the Falling God's Hammer.
"The fist gloves and dragon tooth bow have been tempered to the earth level, and the Falling God Hammer has been tempered to the third level. Thank you all fellow Taoists from the dwarf tribe."
Each ethnic group divided the work.
"It will take some time to achieve the Falling Hammer, about thirty years." Chief Hanshui said.
"Xue will take it by himself at that time, thank you for your hard work!" Xue Tong thanked him.
…
Su Lie occasionally visited the small courtyard where Xue Tong lived alone.
Xue Tong asked the impressed red-haired dwarf.
"The red-haired man has great bow power, and his cultivation level is not even inferior to that of Jing Shuangshi." Xue Tong said.
"That man's name is Tan Dong. He is the second master next to Xuetu. He served as a supervisor in the Savage Tribe. Now he should have fled somewhere in the north."
"The stronger one is called He Yang. He leads the southwest and confronts the Hanshui Tribe. His whereabouts are unknown after the bloody massacre. He is also suspected to be in the Northern Territory."
"Why, the Taoist leader is going to the north?" Su Lie asked.
Xue Tong waved his hand, "No, once the tempered earth treasure is obtained, Xue will return to the southwest. Where are the monks from the Central Region in Malang?"
"After receiving the commission reward, I returned home happily. I received tens of millions of dollars without even fighting a battle. In fact, it was all due to the Taoist priest. Su also received a second-grade earth treasure because he went to Xiaolin overnight." Su Lie said.
"Yeah, pretty good."
"The dwarf's quenching weapons are at most three grades. Have you ever heard of higher-grade magic weapons, Su Daoyou?" Xue Tong asked.
Su Lie was silent for a moment, "Logically, these are all secrets of the clan. Considering the identity of the Taoist Priest, Su will just say a few words."
"Yeah, Xue has heard of it and will never talk nonsense."
"It is said that the ancestor of the mid-Celestial Being four thousand years ago once tempered a fourth-grade magic weapon."
"Our quenching tools often only reach the third level. The difficulty is that the fourth level quenching is extremely difficult to control; the fourth level quenching soil is extremely scarce."
"Besides, there is a chance that the quenching device will fail, so no one dares to risk a third-grade earth treasure."
"Usually spiritual monks only practice the fourth level. They have powerful magic power, a higher chance of success, and tempered soil is easier to find." Su Lie said.
Xue Tong once saw the dwarves trading "quenching soil". Because the soil contains trace amounts of rare metals, when the fire is quenched, it can penetrate into the magical artifacts and improve their quality.
There are several large barrels of "quenching soil" inside the Blood Slaughter storage container.
As for Xue Tu's magic weapon, one sword and one axe, two earth-level third-grade items.
…
Time flies, and a year passes in the blink of an eye.
Xue Tong retrieved the Tianqing and Moyan swords, and the Longya Bow was also promoted to the prefecture level.
The power of the Nine Palace Sword Formation has doubled, and its growth rate has doubled.
Xue Tong originally increased his mana by 10% and the power of the sword array by only half a percent, but in the future it will increase by about 10%.
The sword array consumes a lot of energy, and Xue Tong can only drive two slashes in a row. Fortunately, the combination of Tian Qing Mo Yan's two swords is enough to cope with most situations.
The bonus of the boxing gloves increased sharply, and Xue Tong's boxing power increased by 60%. With the force of his heavy fists alone, he had reached an almost invincible state against the monks in the early stages of the Heavenly Realm.
…
Xue Tong bids farewell to the Haoshan Tribe
"This is the beast corpse and poisonous powder that the Taoist leader needs." Su Lie handed over a storage bracelet.
Xue Tong killed hundreds of savages and low-ranking Chihuang people, and robbed all the spiritual objects and gave them to the Haoshan clan in exchange for what they needed.
"Once the Taoist Master leaves, when will he come back again?" Su Lie sighed.
"Let it go. If Fellow Taoist Su has the opportunity to come to Renzhou, remember to come to the dojo and sit down." Xue Tong said.
"sure!"
…
Xue Tong no longer has any thoughts of wandering around.
There is no trace of the Qiang Du Baoding. Instead of running around like headless flies, it is better to go back home and live in peace for a few days.
The mountains and mountains are 130,000 miles apart, and a day traveling thousands of miles requires only four months of scenery.
Xue Tong rode a vulture and occasionally rode a camel, traveling three thousand miles a day without any hurry.
He has done things like challenge the commanders of the two armies in front of each other and single-handedly decide the outcome of civil strife, and he has no interest in getting involved in any petty fights that have nothing to do with Xuanmen. Xue Tong avoided the town and only walked in the wild, and found a secluded place to sit for a rest.
After more than a month, he returned to Xuanling Dojo.
"Oh, I keep my word this time, I'll be back in less than three years." Xiao Yu'er said happily.
"How about you? When will you become a master?" Xue Tong said with a smile.
"Why are you so anxious? Chief Xue Daodao can just come back and let us move." Xiao Yu'er said half-jokingly.
There was a festive scene in the dojo, and everyone was chatting and laughing.
The days passed day by day in carefree and diligent practice until one day a year later.
Several people came from Lingshan.
One of the women was wearing an ocher-colored robe and a gold hairpin in her hair. She had a beautiful face that could not be concealed by her travels, and there was an unusual tension between her eyebrows.
On the contrary, the handsome man next to her had soft eyes that made people feel warm and peaceful.
A group of five people.
"We are Chongguang people, looking for Senior Xue Tong!" the man said.
In the early stage of a female master, a man's innate ability to speak is at its peak.
The gatekeeper was shocked!
He knew that Xue Tong had become a Taoist since he worshiped Guang Guang. If he came to see his old friends from hundreds of years ago, it would be okay.
"Who are they?" Lei Zhen asked.
"The monks of Chongguang Que Immortal Palace, Guan Muqing and Ren Xinjue."
The moment he received the message from Lei Zhen, Xue Tong was shocked and immediately called Xiao Yuer and Fan Ruhua.
When Guan Muqing saw Xue Tong, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her nervous expression was greatly relieved. Her lips moved a few times but were unclear.
"Please come quickly, please come quickly!" Xue Tong greeted.
After a while, Fan Ruhua, Xiao Yu'er, Huo Huang and others also arrived at the side hall.
Guan Muqing's mental state was obviously not right. She didn't speak and only smiled at Xue Tong and others.
"Fellow Daoist Ren, tell me what happened in these years." Xue Tong asked.
Ren Juexin was about to speak but stopped, hoping that Guan Muqing would remain silent.
"Ruhua, you accompany Guan Xian to the Taoist Temple." Xue Tong understood and sent Guan Muqing away.
"Well, Guan Muqing was forced by Lan Zi in Wanqian and killed her biological father, Senior Song. She was always on the verge of mental collapse. She became a great immortal envoy in vain and never asked about foreign affairs. Every day in the isolation hospital, she either practiced Qigong or nonsense."
"Afterwards, the situation in Chongguang gradually deteriorated. The power of the Wanqian royal family grew day by day, and they expanded brutally to the outside world, provoking disputes from time to time."
"In the end, it led to a joint crusade from the human race, and many people died, including King Han Zhao of Wanqian."
"But the corpse next to him is extremely powerful. He was injured during the battle with the ancestor of Xianyuanhui and escaped. His whereabouts are unknown. Gu Xin is the source of Wangan's chaos."
Ren Juexin's words were interrupted by Xue Tong, "Wait a minute, my master Wei Geng may have died in the hands of this thief. I always felt that there was a mysterious force behind the situation that day, so that's it!"
"Bitch thief!" Xue Tong yelled angrily.
"Yes, but no one knows the identity of this thief. There are hundreds of thousands of prisoners, and none of them know it." Ren Juexin said.
"Where are the orcs, where is the orc ancestor Macen?" Xue Tong asked.
"Marken was very old. He was plagued by corpse poison during the battle with the corpse man. He died two years later."
Xue Tong had mixed feelings and was filled with emotion.
Ren Juexin continued: "Guan Muqing and I escaped when the war ended and were transported to Guwanyu."
"Guan Muqing met her end in Quexian Palace. Lan Zi was too perverted and watched very closely. She was only careless during the battle and let me take advantage of her."
"Well, you did an excellent job. I've never heard of Fellow Daoist Ren before." Xue Tong said.
"Senior, all he did was big things. He was just an unknown immortal envoy from Quexian Palace. Only because he admired fellow Taoist Guan and sympathized with her plight, he took great pains and ran away with his close friends."
Xue Tong nodded repeatedly, looking approvingly, and glanced at the monks from Quexian Palace who came with him.
"We quickly found out about our senior in Guwanyu, went to Xuanling Taoist Temple, and asked to see fellow Taoist Wen Guangmao. With the purple jade scabbard dagger given by our senior back then, we gained the trust of fellow Taoist Wen and learned how to come to a new interface." Ren Juexin said.
"Oh, purple jade sheath dagger" Xiao Yu'er glared.
"A medium-grade magic weapon," Ren Juexin said awkwardly.
"More than three hundred years ago, Mr. Xue gave me a gift when he was working for Quexian Palace in order to seek the Heavenly Perfection Pill. Please don't interrupt."
Xue Tong had a reproachful tone, meaning that important matters were important and he was still harping on such irrelevant things.
Xiao Yu'er pouted and said no more.
"We ventured into the stormy sea and arrived in Yunxi five years ago. We heard many deeds of our predecessors, but it was rumored that he had been invisible for decades and disappeared without a trace."
"Until three years ago something big happened!"
"The demons and ghosts are causing trouble," Xue Tong interrupted.
"Well, a large number of ghost tribes suddenly appeared in the valley, occupying more than a million square miles."
"It didn't take long for rumors to spread that the ghost clan's disaster might have been caused by the senior, and the senior had already escaped from Yunxi."
"We then tried our best to get to Huanchen by boat."
"The Taoist Master's reputation is like thunder, and we found Lingshan easily." Ren Juexin said.
"Xue needs to ask about a few things first."
"What happened to Yunxiao Sect?" Xue Tong asked.
"Zhu Qingling has become the sect leader. She is also the first master-level Yunxiao sect leader in more than a thousand years. The older generation died at the end of their lives, and Xiong Jing and Zhou Yan became deputy sect leaders."
"The Yunxiao Sect is enjoying a good life. Perhaps it's because the Taoist Priest was born in Yunxiao, and the Xianyuan Society knows how powerful it is, so he is very polite."
"Well, where is Wanyu Xuanling Taoist Temple?" Xue Tong asked again.
"We have only lived here for a few months, and we have seen peace and tranquility, and the business of spiritual things is booming. Director Wen and Director Li have repeatedly warned us that if we see our seniors, we must say hello and thank our seniors for their kindness."
"Okay, the princess of Chongguang Aowu Kingdom has arrived in Yunxi. Do you have any news about her?" Xue Tong asked.
"Juniors don't know"
"What are the details of the ghost invasion?"
"The juniors only know that the ghost tribe has invaded for two years and its expansion has slowed down. Because it is not as brutal as the demon tribe, the human race's joint resistance is not as urgent and has not yet acted in a unified manner."
After Xue Tong asked about important matters, he called Fan Ruhua and Guan Muqing back, straightened his posture and asked: "The ghost tribe has invaded and Yunxi has not started a war yet. What do you think?"
