Rumble~
Not long after the Broken Dragon Scales were unearthed, the weather suddenly changed suddenly, with clouds gathering, lightning, and thunder making people breathless. ?ranwe?n?ｗ?ｗ?ｗ?． ?r?a?n?w?ena`ｏｍ
Immediately afterwards, a heavy rain came, and the torrential rain poured down like a sky river. The deep pits that had been drained of water were submerged again, the river banks were broken by wind and waves, and the people rushed to flee!
The river flooded back, and the abandoned county town was submerged again...
The silver-haired man and the man in black looked ugly. All they had found so far was this small piece of broken dragon scale in their hands, and the dragon-hunting crossbow seemed unwilling to be unearthed.
"Let's go. The dragon-hunting crossbow is too involved and shouldn't appear in this world. With the dragon scales, we can study the method of cracking it. The dragon corpse... we hope to achieve immortality."
The man in black was silent. The silver-haired man was right. The only way for them to live forever was to use the legendary dragon corpse.
If the seal is not broken and the dragon corpse cannot be found, he may have to live in the ice field for many years.
Ordinary monks like them with average qualifications and no background have only one way to live forever, which is to use external force, or elixirs, or some rare treasures from heaven and earth. Countless monks in the world are running around looking for opportunities all day long, and any dangerous secret realm has long been wiped out. There are still adventures in Chi Na, so many monks venture into Shiwan Mountain before their deadline is approaching.
If you find an opportunity, go one step further. If you don't find it, just die in the Southern Wilderness.
Everyone envies the cultivators, but they don’t know that the cultivators are tired of running around and looking at the Immortal Palace in the distance without regrets...
That night, a banquet was held in Zhoucheng.
The silver-haired man and others were hungover, but they didn't know that a thief saw that he looked like a rich and high-ranking official, so he forced the rat brothers who had lived together since childhood and trained for many years to break into the house and steal the most cherished kit, stealing the dragon scale fragments...
Monks are not omnipotent, and they will not be vigilant all their lives.
Practitioners who are above ordinary people are also human beings, not round-the-clock scanners.
The second day.
"Who is it! Someone wants your life to be worse than death...!"
A loud roar echoed through several streets. The silver-haired male cultivator angrily swept through the entire inn, rummaging around as if he was looking for something. The man in black on the other side sneered, he wanted to take it all for himself!
In a dark corner of the city, a wretched man was holding white jade fragments with question marks on his head, and the rat brother on his shoulders was trembling...
The dragon scales have been scattered among the people and their whereabouts are unknown.
The junction of Yan Empire and Southern Wilderness.
Merchant ships and travelers passing by saw that the empire had added several fortresses, garrisons, and farmland on the border. They tended to treat the Southern Wilderness as a foreign enemy and take strict precautions. They even increased checkpoints to collect taxes and make money. The imperial court demanded a tax of twenty to one, and these gangs strangled the rivers. The officials of the waterway directly collected one out of six taxes to line their own pockets, causing complaints from the traders.
The cause is inexplicable.
It is said that the grandson of a certain magistrate was beheaded by the demon king's subordinates for being disrespectful to the demon king.
Then nothing happened. Zhizhou was from a scholarly family who didn't know much about the world. Since they hadn't seen any demon king in several generations and didn't care about legends, they immediately summoned an army of 10,000 to prepare to invade the Southern Wilderness to subjugate demons.
When the news reached Chang'an, the emperor and several ministers were almost frightened to death. Ordinary people didn't know how vicious the Jiao Demon King was, but they knew in their hearts. Could it be that Zhizhou had a grudge against Yan State?
There was a confrontation between the two armies at the border between the Southern Wilderness and the Central Plains. Before a fight could begin, the eunuch who passed the order scolded the other side. Later, the imperial court felt that the border was unstable and a hundred thousand demon soldiers were too scary, so they simply built a fortress for protection.
The tariffs are as fierce as tigers, and merchants and travelers feel that they are not as civilized as monsters.
Privately, we gathered together to raise funds and asked the leader of the demon army for help.
Not long after, water monsters suddenly broke out in several major rivers, and the boats and water forts used to collect taxes were destroyed. From then on, there were only fortresses and no checkpoints on the border.
As a result, the Jiao Demon King and the Central Plains began to adopt a political and economic model.
…
Two hundred years.
Time flies, the shadows in the idle cloud pool are long, and things change and the stars move several autumns.
Two hundred years is enough time for many, many things to happen. Several generations of people grow old, sick, and die. Birds, animals, flowers, grass, fish, and insects also have their own struggles for survival. Countless creatures outline their own stories in a short period of time, which may be bitter, miserable, or sweet and happy. Living in the world belongs to My own story ends with death.
For example, grass rats, small individuals, crawl into the grass to eat grass seeds and roots. If they are lucky, they encounter nuts as if they are celebrating the New Year. They hide in safe soil holes dug by themselves to fill their bellies. They occasionally enjoy themselves by watching the wind and clouds outside. Maybe one day they will hunt for wild animals. Food.
The ferocious beasts savagely dominate the territory, but eventually when old and weak, they will inevitably become the food in their mouths.
Human beings are full of ups and downs.
Life is just a drama of different sizes, wonderful or ordinary, and the species continues in each drama.
The Jiao Demon King's territory was changing with each passing day, but the Central Plains remained unchanged.
The peace of the past three hundred years has brought the Central Plains back to the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, and the population has increased dramatically and regained its vitality. After the fall of the Tang Dynasty, the population that was damaged by several wars has recovered. At least it is no longer full of deserted villages, and the wealthy land is more prosperous.
There is a peak called Jinshan on the riverside in the suburbs of Suzhou and Hangzhou, and there are temples on the mountain.
Pious pilgrims take boats to the shore and pass by the stone square. They kowtow to the mountain step by step along the stone steps. No matter whether they are rich or poor, they are all equal at this moment, step by step, solemnly and solemnly.
Green hills shade the ancient temple, with red walls and green tiles and the sound of bells and chimes.
The temple is built close to the mountains and rivers. The magnificent buildings and the ringing bells and incense cauldrons make people feel empty and awe-inspiring.
The wind and smoke on the river accumulate thick fog, it is quiet and distant, and boats come and go to see pilgrims.
A small boat broke through the thick fog and headed straight for Jinshan. An old monk with a long beard stood at the bow, and at the stern was a young man with blond hair who was punting the boat. He was not very skilled at times and was awkward in driving the boat. He looked at the old monk at the bow. There was fear in the monk's eyes, but deep down there was an indescribable sympathy.
The oars stirred the river water and made a splashing sound.
When we arrived at the small pier, we slowed down and docked slowly. There were already three young monks in brocade robes waiting on the shore.
The boat stopped, and after the old monk landed, three monks in silk robes came forward to greet them. Without much conversation, they led the old monk and the blond young man up the mountain. The pilgrims all avoided him and showed respect.
Climb all the way up the mountain, pass through the main hall and follow the path to the highest pavilion.
Entered the elegant and exquisite bamboo house.
The blond young man thought this room was very good. It was in a high position. The door and window on the outward side were removed, leaving only a thin curtain. When he sat upright and raised his glass, he could look at the roaring river. The creek and pond next to it were green and fragrant, giving it an artistic conception of space and remoteness.
The old monk entered, and the blond young man stood guard at the door.
There were two old monks in the room with a chessboard next to them. They saw the guests arriving and stood up to greet them.
"Exotic guest, please take a seat."
The three of them were seated.
"You two are so elegant. Jinshan Yuan is truly a pure land without dust. I'm envious of you."
The two old monks opposite smiled and said nothing.
Pour tea.
The tea leaves are flat, smooth and straight, with a bright green color and smooth aroma. The green color, rich aroma, sweet taste and beautiful shape can be seen in the tea cup. It is the best West Lake Longjing tea.
The fragrant orchid is clear and bright, the buds are upright and lifelike, and the fragrance of tea is refreshing.
“Good tea!”
The King of Wisdom was delighted when he saw the good tea. He tasted it briefly, closed his eyes and felt it. The fragrance flowed between his teeth and the aftertaste was endless. The fresh and sweet aroma lingered in his heart.
"This trip is worth it!"
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