Tower Street, Shantian District, Daqinglong.
Hundreds of years ago, the people who lived here were farmers who relied on the mountains and rivers to feed themselves.
Those who had some hunting skills went up the mountain to look for food, tied their heads to their belts, and collected herbs for hunting. Those who had no skills would work on a few acres of poor fields at sunrise and rest at sunset.
Life was very poor.
But after the Yangtze tide passed, the villages in this mountainous area were expropriated and relocated, and everything changed. At this time, the left-behind villagers on Tower Street were almost commercialized.
Smoke rises from the restaurants and bars, and the women on the bars of the brothels are scratching their heads and posing, trying to refuse the greetings. There are many knights in the streets wearing leather jackets and holding swords and bows.
At the intersection of the street, there are tall carriages, horse-drawn carriages and goods carrying people, making it very prosperous.
Jingle Bell.
On the not-so-wide avenue, an exquisite carriage driven by two glossy black horses slowly stopped in front of a two-story teahouse on Tower Street.
The groom opened the curtains of the carriage, and with the support of a beautiful maid, a man dressed in white gauze and an emerald headband slowly walked out of the carriage.
A waiter from the teahouse quickly walked out, chatted with the groom, and soon led the man into a private room.
Meet Mr. Feng Yi Situ. In the private room, there were two people waiting.
There is a man and a woman. The man has an ordinary face, but has a tall and straight figure. He is wearing a gold-threaded purple feather coat and has an extraordinary temperament.
The woman has a delicate appearance and fair skin. She is wearing a white pleated gauze skirt and her hair is tied up in a bun. She is dignified. However, her chest is extremely plump, and there is an ice crystal tear pendant hanging in the gap. She is very charming.
Seeing the emerald man enter, the two immediately stood up and smiled.
Fairy Xuanyue of Hanjing Yumen? No wonder Wang Yun, the governor of the Mufu of Yizhou Prefecture, was invited to come forward to make peace.
"The emerald man said casually with a calm expression.
However, there is no need to say any more words to avoid hurting each other's harmony. This time, Mr. Huang Wuji personally signed the decree for the break and no one can stop it. "The voice was extremely calm.
Naturally, no one dares to hinder Mr. Huang Wuji's order, but if he does, can he...can he be given some time? Gong, a man wearing a gold-threaded and purple-feathered coat. . Jing Tan said.
As he spoke, Shi Shiran stood up, took out a sandalwood box from the empty stone ring, and gently pushed it open:
Mr. Situ, your things fell out of the wooden box and turned around, facing the person in front of you.
The wooden box, which is one foot long and wide, is actually full of primeval stones scattered one by one!
The quality of the Yuan Stone is extremely high, pure and flawless. Each one is about the size of a fist and can provide a person with a solid foundation to train from the physical state to the perfection of life.
It can be said to be extremely precious. .
only......
The emerald man took a step forward, looked at the wooden box, reached out and grabbed a primeval stone, and then smiled disdainfully.
Yin Shaohui, do you want to use this to test the imperial officials? Do you know this...
Before he finished speaking, he paused.
As soon as he picked up a Yuan Stone, a transparent partition appeared under the Yuan Stone, and rows of purple jade elixir bottles were vaguely visible under the partition.
Huanglong Pill, Longzhen Pill, Purple Jade Pill, Xiaoyao Powder, Ling Yuan Pean...
The worst ones are all top-grade elixirs that are useful to great masters, and the best ones even include earthly elixirs that are very beneficial to true monarchs.
The originally plain-looking emerald man moved slightly, and the expressions on his face changed.
Seeing this, the man in gold thread and purple feathers showed a humble smile.
The beautiful woman on the side spoke slowly with her beautiful eyes, "Shen, we must stop planting without delay, and the evacuation of personnel is also inevitable. However, in case strange beasts come out and cause chaos in the huge Qinglong Mountain field area, we should leave some manpower, whether it is farming, Whether it’s to keep the soil or not, it’s actually pretty much the same.”
As he said that, he stood up slowly and was about to say something else.
But he hasn't spoken yet
Roar!
Roar!
Suddenly, roars exploded like thunder on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, the ground shook and the exquisite teahouse shook violently.
Only right!
gold paint
On the mahogany Eight Immortals table, tea-covered fruit saucers clattered to the ground, and apples and bananas rolled to the feet of several people.
This is?
Everyone looked at each other and rushed out of the teahouse.
I saw the low Qinglong Mountains, raising large amounts of dust and mist, and countless mountain beasts rushing down from them. Several streaks of blood were faintly visible.
Then there was a flash of blood, and the tower wall at the front was like paper, shattering directly.
Ahhhh!!!
Help!!
In the distance, screams, panicked roars, fighting sounds, and intertwining sounds of energy continued to spread outwards along with the dust and mist soaring into the sky.
Soon, agile figures jumped out of restaurants, hook bars, and brothels. Some were disheveled, some smelled of alcohol, and they rushed toward the mountains with knives and guns in hand.
But most of them are ordinary people and rangers, desperately trying to escape.
Beast tide?!!"
The emerald man roared angrily, a flash of green light flashed in his eyes, and his whole body was filled with energy, condensed into a half-human, half-bird body, and rushed towards the bloody shadows among the beasts.
Yin Shaohui and the so-called Fairy Xuan Yue looked at each other with horror on their faces. They didn't care to wait and see, they also raised their Dharma Body and soared into the sky.
boom!
Almost at the same time.
Around the Tai'a Mountains, animal disasters broke out in some areas where animal tides rarely occurred in the past.
The smell of blood is getting stronger and stronger as the shouts of killing are getting weaker and weaker, the mountain wind is howling, and the smoke is still rising.
It's just that the endless rice fields that were originally neat and uniform have been trampled to pieces. Yizhou, Shuhou City.
In a quiet courtyard.
In the purple jade unicorn incense burner, the finest Yunqi incense was lit, and thin smoke rose.
Zhou Xiaojue, the governor of the three states, sat in the upper seat, his eyes slightly closed, his hands on his knees, his fingers gently moving, and the jade pulley on his thumb reflected a bright green light.
There was another person beside him, a young man.
The man is less than thirty, with handsome features. He has a red forehead band covering his forehead. He is wearing a light black unicorn armor. He is not old but has a handsome appearance.
The most surprising thing is that under the thin red forehead band, there is a faint bulging eye shape, and the eyes are calm. There are six or seven people below, but no one dares to look at it.
This man is the son of Fang Chong, the current Yingwu Marquis. When he was born with a body of innate Gangyuan, a breath of vitality was not dispersed, and it condensed with Qi and blood to form Gangyuan.
Fang Chunyi, the number one young person in Wangjing's generation who has never been able to open up his muscles, is already able to lift a cauldron!
Mr. Huang, as you expected, something happened in the Tai'a Mountains, what do you think we should do?"
Zhou Xiaojue spoke slowly and looked at the person in the corner.
It was a man, wearing yellow clothes with a clawless golden dragon embroidered on his clothes, and a dragon jade crown on his head. His facial features were very ordinary, but he always had a gentle smile on his face.
The momentum of Liujia, surrounded by three and missing, hides the evil in fire, and the momentum is as heavy as the waves. Changes are naturally what they should be, but they are just a little faster. "
Huang Wuji said softly.
As for how to do it? Shouldn’t the governor have already made plans?
As he spoke, he looked at Zhou Xiaojue and his voice became lower and lower.
The Yizhou mutiny concealed the root of the Buddha's disaster, and now there is a sudden change in the situation. To survive, it is necessary to cut through the mess with a sharp knife. "Zhou Xiaojue opened his eyes and said thoughtfully.
To cut the knot with a sharp sword? Should we focus on the Buddha or the court?" Fang Chunyi said.
There cannot be any favoritism between the two parties, otherwise the disadvantage will be uneven.
What Uncle Xiao means is to invite the King of Shu who is happy in Yizhou and doesn’t think about Shu to take on this important task?”
Fang Chun straightened up and said.
Isn't this the reason why the Lord of Shu asked me to come here to talk about it? Since he wants to do it, let him do it. Yizhou needs stability. "
Zhou Xiaojue thought for a moment and said.
Speaking of which, this Shuhou is indeed the only person in Yizhou who can do this now, but if he does what the little Huaihou did...
No, even if the other eight kings rebel, Xiang Qisheng will never rebel. "
Zhou Xiaojue was decisive.
What does Mr. Huang think?
In eighty-nine calculations, the outcome depends on people, but the success depends on God. Huang Wuji said softly.
Then he added, "The sky in Yizhou is now the sky in Dazhou.
Can.
Roar!
Roar!
A roar of joy.
In the open space, a black and white bear more than ten meters high kept waving its bear paws like door panels. The terrifying energy and blood reflected the surrounding jungle red.
He slapped a palm out, and jumped around with the movement of the palm, like a dexterous monkey, with very weird movements.
But under the terrifying force, both palms were thrown out continuously, like a mortar being fired, and crackling sounds appeared, and the air was distorted by the blow.
However, the huge bear's paw fell on a white palm that was several times smaller than it.
With their palms connected, the mountain bear, which was as huge as a building, kept retreating.
Finally, we retreated to a mountain wall with no way to retreat.
boom!
The mountain bear was staggered by a slap. Just as he was about to regain his strength, a palm suddenly stretched out and slapped him straight.
puff!
Like tofu, his arm instantly sank into the stone wall next to Lishan Xiong's ear.
Finally, he pulled it out with a splash and gently touched his face.
Okay, that’s it for today.
Lin Mo's movement flashed and he fell back to the ground. The mountain bear, who was leaning against the mountain wall, was stunned for a moment and fell to the ground with a sound, and then. . . . . Roll over.
Boom boom boom.
Suddenly the earth shook.
Lin Mo's face remained calm
Three or four minutes later, the big bear also realized that this trick didn't work. He slowly got up and limped away towards the distance.
Finally, he walked to a big tree, turned his back, put his hands in his hands, and sat down.
Lin Mo was left with an extremely lonely figure.
Seeing this, Lin Mo sighed softly and walked over slowly.
The big bear in front of him was naturally Xiong Er who had followed him from Dalong Mountain in Ningyang City, first to Dayan Mountain, then to Lingtai Sect, then to Qihai, and now they have crossed the ocean again and arrived at the Tai'a Mountains together.
Unlike his father, the silver bear's bloodline mutated and turned into black and white. It looked a bit like the panda in the previous life. In this life, the strange beast unique to the Shu lords eats iron.
Thanks to his relationship with Lin Mo, Lu has plenty of food and drinks, and no shortage of resources, and now he also has a master level.
Of course, for today's Lin Mo, let alone a grandmaster, even a grandmaster can't help him.
This also means that later on, one person and one bear spend less and less time together.
Even if Lin Mo wanted to make up for his companionship, it would only be a drop in the bucket.
We can never go back to the days when he sat on the shoulders of bears, went hunting in the mountains, and supported each other.
I want to drink sweet-scented osmanthus with wine, but in the end it's not the same as a young man wandering around. "
No, it should be that he wants to hunt the bear sitting in the mountains. . . . .
Lin Mo shook his head and stepped forward, also sitting in front of the big tree, and patted the latter gently.
The latter lowered his head and turned to the side as if he was having trouble, but as soon as he turned his head, he forcibly turned it around.
Okay, here’s a goodie for you.
He looked at his hands covering his face, as if he didn't want to look at his big bear. He stretched out his hand to push away his bear paws, put his fingers together, and gently tapped his neck.
Faint black veins gushed out like ink, covering Xiong Da's entire body in an instant.
Xiong Da seemed to feel something. He looked at the patterns on his body and then at Lin Mo, and touched his head in confusion.
However, the next moment, it fell down.
The black veins all over its body crawled out like living creatures, surrounding it and outlining it into a cocoon.
But it's a cocoon, because of its size, it looks a bit like a big caterpillar.
Lin Mo stood up slowly and glanced at the black cocoon in front of him.
What he had just injected into his body was an improved version of the curse seal, which benefited from the demon refining method given by Taoist Beiming.
This can be considered an attempt.
If the idea is realized, Xiong Da may also become a demon in the Qianyu Realm. Thanks to his bloodline, he may even be the king of demons, comparable to those second-generation demons.
The future is bright.
And even if you fail, your strength will increase greatly.
In ancient times, there was a man who achieved enlightenment, and his chickens and dogs ascended to heaven. Lin Mo asked himself that in the eyes of ordinary people, he was like a god and a Buddha. It was natural and reasonable to support the little bears around him.
Walking out of the clearing, Lin Mo jumped up lightly. Above the sea of trees, he jumped several times and finally landed on the height of a tree that was more than ten people thick.
This tree is extremely tall and huge. Its dark green crown covers the sky and the sun, covering most of the sky like a mushroom.
Many aerial roots hang down from the thick branches, and the thick roots are rooted in the earth.
Standing high in the big tree, the forest end overlooks the bottom.
Below is the headquarters of Lingyin New Temple, where the disciples are as busy as ants.
Some people are practicing martial arts, some are building fences around big trees, some are building houses, some are cultivating spiritual fields and cultivating spiritual valleys... . . .
Farther away, the shade of the trees dropped to the edge, and there was a white miasma, like a sea of clouds, surrounding everything until the horizon was gone.
This big tree is the giant tree demon on the other side of Longyun Mountain in the past.
After it was conquered by Lin Mo, it was transplanted next to Lingyin Temple and used as a town temple.
However, he was damaged in the process of violent subjugation, and now he is not only about one-fifth of his previous size.
Lin Mo retracted his gaze and stretched out his white wrist, which cracked silently.
He made seals with one hand.
Drops of dark, gem-like blood drops fell from the bleeding mouth.
Soon, a thin white mist filled the air. A fat boy wearing a green bellyband and dreadlocks appeared in the mist. He opened his mouth and steadily caught the falling blood drops.
On the face and body, dense blood-colored lines are faintly visible.
Your blood is a bit special, it shouldn't be because your physique is a bit special, but the blood refining method was actually completed so quickly. It really exceeded my expectations.
But what I can't understand even more is Shan, you are actually willing to use your life essence and blood with that stupid...ordinary bear beast Beiming Buqian.
