Baifu, Snake Valley in the Southern Wilderness.
Lu Gui was holding a book and shaking his head while teaching. The students graduated one after another. Recently, there seemed to be more and more snake spirits taking the form of snakes. They were not so prosperous in the past. Lu Gui, who knew more and had more knowledge, guessed that the dragon was lurking here. There are outstanding people around Snake Valley, no, outstanding snakes. I am afraid that a new demon king will rise in the future, or even the legendary demon king...
Squeak~
The front door of the White Mansion opened, and a little boy walked out with a package on his shoulders.
The iron ball player was holding a weapon with half of an ant's leg in his mouth. He had been holding this ant's leg for a long time. Before leaving, Boss Bai said not to eat too much and destroy the balance. The ants were also members of the Southern Wilderness, so he had to reduce his food intake.
Lu Gui was stunned.
"Brother Tie, where are you going?"
Iron Ball lifted the package, holding an ant leg in his mouth like a cigar, with a wild hairstyle.
"Brother Turtle is keeping an eye on the door of the house. Young Master, I am going on a long journey. I may not come back for several months."
Hearing this, the corners of Lu Gui's mouth twitched, and he secretly thought that I am Lu Gui, not some tortoise. We are humans, not monsters. Forget it, I can't talk to monsters. If I say I am a human, I will still be ridiculed by them.
"Oh? Can you tell me what happened? If the king comes back, I can report it to her."
Iron Ball shook his head.
"Boss may not come back. Those damn thieves are besieging Shenhua Mountain. After all, I have lived there for hundreds of years, learned martial arts and taken elixirs. How can I just sit idly by and wait for me to kill those bastards and come back with you?" Eat meat.”
"Well……"
Lu Gui was speechless.
Tie Qiu went on a long journey, cursing as he walked. Lu Gui clearly heard Tie Qiu saying that he wanted to hollow out the foundations of many mountain gates, dig as many tombs, and use the thigh bones of the thieves' ancestors to grind their teeth...
As a result, a certain young man who is about to start a grave-digging craze in the Central Plains comes out. Perhaps in the future Tie Qiu will be worshiped as the ancestor of the tomb robbers, or perhaps he will unintentionally promote cremation and simple funerals and contribute to the progress of mankind's land-saving civilization!
The thin shoulders that gradually fade away are not carrying a package, but a lashing against the unhealthy practices of human beings being buried in lavish burials!
His moving legs are not only rushing forward, but also approaching the arrival of a new era! It is the pace of fighting against the entire stubborn feudal class to provide a way for the poor to make a living!
In fact, Tie Qiu just went to dig graves to vent his anger...
Yunyao Ancient Village.
Mu Duo calmly looked at the sea of clouds. She had no choice but to give up her power in order to save Bai Yujun from losing a large amount of precious elixirs in the village. Without her worries, her life would be more peaceful. As long as the holy beast is still with her, this saint will still be a saint after all and is irreplaceable. Without power, it is still noble, because the prestige of the sacred beast totem is getting stronger and stronger.
"It's all for profit and revenge. The fire burned down the southern wasteland and killed countless people of my tribe. It's time to ask for some interest."
Get up and go out, the experts from Yunyao Ancient Village are gathering to prepare for a long journey.
Jiuli Baibu could not go to Huashan to fight against Western religions with Chunyang. The masters of Western religions rushed to Huashan but left behind many dojos and temples. Over the years, they have been built all over the world, especially in the south. There are thousands of hectares of land and countless houses, which have been smashed, smashed and burned. It's also good to give them a hard time.
What's more, there is huge wealth in those temples.
There is no perfect person in the world. With the rise of the Western religion, there are few people who are not its believers. The sun is shining brightly in the sky. However, because of the bright light, I am too confident and choose to directly deal with Chunyang Palace. Once Chunyang falls, one family will dominate the world. But he forgot that he had offended too many forces in the past and was overconfident.
Jiuli Baibu was waiting for a great opportunity, and similarly, Kureibu rushed out of the Southern Wilderness with great excitement, vowing to take the opportunity to plunder those temples to recover the losses caused by the proliferation of poisonous corpses.
When Jiuli came out of the Southern Wilderness, many wealthy families in the southern part of the Central Plains were in panic and chaos. The already turbulent situation became even more chaotic...
Fires broke out in many luxurious temples, all gold and silver belongings were looted, and disciples died miserably. The gold and silver jewelry unearthed from the treasure hall directly blinded the eyes of the poor third generation Jiuli. In their opinion, the silver jewelry on the wife of the leader of the village was enough to look down upon. In the world, now I suddenly realize that she is a poor country woman. What is money and what is wealth? This is it!
"We're... really poor."
A certain Jiuli man said what everyone was thinking, yes, he is too poor, look at these countless gold nuggets, and there is no way he can hide any silver or anything.
The sudden appearance of Jiuli in the southern region made everyone feel incredible. Many Western disciples who were about to arrive at Huashan in the north were heartbroken. However, they had already reached this point and could not turn back. They had no choice but to grit their teeth and go to Huashan, hoping to destroy Huashan and then grab enough property to save it. Loss, but...it is said that Chunyang Palace is very poor.
Unexpectedly, the news that came later made the Western religious masters curse angrily, and the senior's grave was dug...
The mausoleum turned into a deep pit, so deep that you could only hear the sound of landing after two breaths of throwing a stone. Some unlucky person guarding the cemetery accidentally fell into it and died.
Iron Ball felt spiritually and materially rich. The dead in the mausoleum were richer than the living!
"It's so rich."
Pangolin Iron Ball unknowingly became a millionaire. He dug out more underground property than a certain Jiao had worked hard to collect. He didn't know where he hid it. The world's new richest man rose up amidst countless curses.
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Bai Yujun and Zixu Sword Cultivators were on their way as fast as lightning.
The two Supreme Elders of the Transformation God Stage and the eighteen Nascent Soul Elders can also combine sword formations. With such strength, they must rush back to Shenhua Mountain as soon as possible to assist in defense, especially in the Transformation Stage, which cannot be seen everywhere. Most sects in the world The leader is still a Nascent Soul or even a Golden Core cultivator, and the two monks in the transformation stage are enough to have an impact on the tilt of the war.
The continuous flight was very tiring, and one night I landed on a barren mountain in a mountainous area to rest.
Zixu's fellow disciples took out some pills to satisfy their hunger and ate them freely, as if they could save anything except swords, with the exception of Bai Yujun. First he made a sumptuous dinner in a copper pot, and after the meal, he went to the stream. He washes dishes and pots carefully and doesn't care about the tedious life, which makes many of his classmates feel incredible.
The precious storage space is actually used to store pots, pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and even a lot of charcoal is specially prepared for fear of running out of firewood. How much does it mean to enjoy cooking?
It's very cool at night in the mountains in early spring, but most monks don't care about the temperature.
After a simple meal, the Zixu Sword Cultivators adjusted their breath and meditated to try to keep themselves in peak condition so that they could respond to the fight at any time. The behavior of a certain dragon once again attracted everyone's attention.
Bai Yujun traveled in the desert for several months, and then went to the northern ice fields to stay in the cold wind and heavy snow until spring. He was so busy that he couldn't take care of himself seriously for a long time, and he felt uncomfortable all over.
Bathing in hot springs is the best way to relieve fatigue, but at this point, forget it.
The moon is setting in the melancholy Qingliang Mountain. Bai Yujun is squatting by the stream in Liangliang Mountain and is carefully combing his thick long hair. The full moon is reflected in the water, and green hair is spread like a waterfall. Moubai tilts his head and is combing hard.
After washing up, I chose a flat place and laid out a warm wool blanket. I took out my pillow, covered myself with the quilt and fell asleep...
Thousands of miles away, a divine black horse dragged an unshaven traveling disciple and ran wildly!
"Drive~!"
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