Under the mountains and on the meanders of the river, the scenery is endless.
The Nine Ancestors dug through and emptied the mansion of the governor of Qi, and burned and looted the mansion of the governor. Without looking back, he escaped into the mountains and forests, calling a long stretch of mountains with no beginning or end as his home.
When the ice-covered winter comes, there will be animals that choose to sleep until the next spring; there will also be unwilling wolves that hunt together, eager to confront nature head-on.
The Demon Kingdom is currently experiencing a stormy cold winter...
Unlike the animals, the monk has no choice but to move forward in this storm. No monk can dig a cave in any place and be alone.
The casual cultivators, who accounted for the largest number of people, either let nature take its course, were squeezed, and were eventually reduced to a situation where they were burdened with heavy taxes, barefoot and poor in clothes; or they took the initiative to crawl into the barracks and suffered hardships and torture, and had their honest past stripped alive. , become a soldier like a bandit, borrowing others' heads to gain rewards; or, try hard to seek the protection of a force and devote your strength to it. Even life.
The more isolated a casual cultivator is, the fewer options he has.
They look at the world like a blind man touching an elephant, and it is difficult for them to see the whole picture of the things in front of them.
The Nine Sons Holy Army appeared and there was one more choice. At least it's an option.
The Changchun Society headed by Xu Fanying evacuated the five counties, and the vacancies were replaced by the Nine Sons Holy Army.
However, when faced with the soldiers of the Nine Ancestors, most of the county guards who stayed behind chose to respect the Nine Ancestors.
Therefore, in the eyes of the casual cultivators in the five counties, the power of the Nine Ancestors became extremely popular overnight.
The Five Counties not only lost control over casual cultivators, but also the restrictions on Jianghu gangs disappeared.
The world is even more concerned about the Nine Ancestors who own five of the seventeen counties. Just wait until the time is right, either pick up the sword to kill the thieves, or pick up the sword and surrender to the army.
Shijuan was originally a casual cultivator captured by the Qi Yunhai tribe and exiled to the army. If nothing else happened, he would be like in Chen Shizu's paintings, wearing rags and poor armor, surrounded by the prefect. A bite of it would not taste good, and I don't know if he can eat it. How long does it take for bran to grow.
Stone Juan could even think of the day when she lay in the injury camp with no one paying attention, suffering until death.
He has been waiting for that day to come. Wait like a pig.
Suddenly one day. early morning? Or noon?
Maybe it's dusk.
Governor Qi was defeated by a group of monks known as the "Nine Sons of Holy Army".
As soon as the news reached the barracks, it caused a roar.
Countless casual cultivators cursed Qi Prefect for being fatuous and treacherous, and for deceiving the Demon Emperor. They ran wildly and screamed strangely. After the general killed several soldiers to no avail, the whole camp became restless.
A total of thirty thousand soldiers dispersed like a flock of ducks. Not even a stick of incense was used.
Shijuan was trapped in the crowd and came outside the camp inexplicably. Looking at the explosion of spiritual power caused by the tearing of formations in the camp, Shijuan knew that the order of the five counties and the rule of Qi Yunhai died suddenly at this moment.
Sure enough, not only the barracks in front of them, but also the barracks, gangs, and official residences in the entire five counties broke out into fierce chaos.
There is no order to restrain any monk anymore.
Exploitation is also a kind of constraint. When this cruel constraint no longer exists, the chaos that follows will become even greater cruelty.
Shijuan only knew that the five counties were in too much chaos, and it was impossible for him to survive alone.
Then he thought of the originator of this chaos: the Nine Sons Holy Army.
The source of chaos has become an excellent refuge for casual cultivators.
Loose cultivators flocked to the Nine Ancestor Mountains.
Facing the vast and deep forest, most casual cultivators would choose to wait outside the mountain and stop a few people to walk together.
A few bastards who have eaten their way through the world will rush straight into the mountains with their gangster spirit and courage.
Stone cuckoo doesn't have the guts. He planned to stop a few monks and go into the mountain together.
Even if you wander at the foot of the mountain, you will still see creatures appearing: black butterflies fluttering, white birds hiding in the forest. There are even wild wolves in the low bushes.
Stone Cuckoo's heart beat violently.
Wolf? What kind of wolf? It looks like it is a spiritual beast in the Ningding realm...
Just when Stone Cuckoo's body tensed up and cold sweat ran down her cheeks, the wolf suddenly laughed.
The wild wolf poked his head out from the dark grass, and Stone Cuckoo saw clearly that the person who came was actually a monk.
The monk has a long nose and a thin face, with his head hanging down (this chapter is not finished yet!)
Five hundred and seventy-eight, Jingfeng Taiwei (Part 1)
With his straight wolf-like face, coupled with his treacherous and cold wolf-like eyes, and that sinister smile, at first glance, he looks just like a wolf.
"You seem to be afraid of me?" The visitor showed the "enthusiasm" that a butcher would show when facing a lamb to be slaughtered. A pair of eyes on his slender face were glowing red.
Shi Juan shuddered, cursing the weirdness of the person in front of him, and said insincerely, "How could it be? I just saw you too suddenly."
"My name is Xuan Sha." Xuan Sha briefly introduced himself, "I am a servant of the Holy Son."
Shijuan's eyebrows trembled slightly, "Oh, Holy Son? That is...? I have never heard of..."
Xuan Sha seems to have a soft spot for Stone Cuckoo, "You are very vigilant."
Stone Cuckoo didn't want to answer this question.
He waved to kill, "Let's go, I can take you directly to the Nine Sons Holy Army."
Shijuan's legs swayed slightly and she almost took a step forward. ——"Why do I think he is reliable?"
This absurd idea made Stone Cuckoo's mouth go dry.
Xuan Sha watched the stone cuckoo stay in place and was not in a hurry. He looked at the stone cuckoo with a smile and was very patient.
"You won't harm me?" As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Shijuan regretted it.
"It's like Mrs. Wang selling melons. How can she say that her own melons are not ripe? Shijuan, what are you thinking?" Shijuan cursed in his heart.
Xuan Sha sneered and said, "When you choose to move forward, the only one you can be loyal to is yourself. - Let's go. I'll show you the Nine Sons Holy Army."
By some strange combination of circumstances, Stone Cuckoo cut off the grudge and wariness that had taken root in her heart, and followed Xuan Sha into the shadows without saying a word.
"There are countless monsters in this mountain. I like wolves the most. Because they always remain ambitious. Oh, that means feeding unfamiliar people, white-eyed wolves." Xuan Sha turned around and grinned at Stone Cuckoo, his white eyes facing Stone Cuckoo.
Stone Cuckoo felt that her bones were cold to the bone. When I turned around, I noticed that there were a pack of wolves following me around.
Xuan Sha noticed Stone Cuckoo's reaction and comforted him, "Don't panic. They're not hungry yet."
Stone Cuckoo swallowed her saliva, and there was no more communication along the way.
It wasn't until he was nearing his destination that Xuan Sha thought of asking Stone Cuckoo's name.
After hearing the word "cuckoo", Xuan Sha smiled maliciously and said, "Cuckoo? What a good name."
When the two came to the foot of the mountain, the wolves dispersed.
The Nine Saint Clan monks had already prepared food and wine to entertain the monks.
A sumptuous meal washed away the resentment caused by the wind and rain among the monks from all over the world.
Following the flow of people, the monk entered the mountain.
You cannot detect any traces of the Nine Ancestors by relying on your cultivation.
Groups of monks arrived sooner or later, and about 50,000 people had arrived.
This is not a small amount. new
Shijuan looked at the sea of people in front of him and guessed in his heart that the number of people far exceeded the barracks where he was.
"Going through the fortress and looking at the Zhumen, it's full of rotten odor, and I can't help but feel contempt; standing in the besieged city, in a strange situation, I feel awe. - Qi Yunhai lost the hearts of the casual cultivators in the five counties, Even though the Nine Ancestors are the rebels beside the Demon Emperor's bedside, they still make everyone fear and respect them... As long as the current situation is maintained, the Nine Sons Holy Army may not be able to break the earth and seal the prince..." Xuan Sha patted Shi Juan on the shoulder and said The cold breath makes Shijuan's spine tremble.
"Follow me." Xuan Sha walked forward regardless of Shi Juan's reaction.
With caution and awe, Stone Cuckoo followed Xuan Sha through the crowd and headed towards a dark cave.
The two of them were teleported from the dark cave into a light.
His eyes softened from the light of the oil lamp, and the voice announcing the killing sounded in his ears, "Lord Wanjing."
Shijuan turned his eyes and looked around, finally seeing all the scenery.
Five hundred and seventy-eight, Jingfeng Taiwei (Part 1)
