The wind blows and the dust flies, and the clouds move and shadows follow.
The breeze followed the white clouds and drifted far and wide, finally arriving at Beishan. It blew away the floating dust dancing in the morning light and filled the woods with the faint fragrance of bamboo leaves.
The bamboo shadows swayed, accompanied by a sound of satisfied appreciation.
"not bad."
Zhu An turned his head and looked at Hongyun who was still competing with the wicker in the distance.
The little fox demon was very close to the first bamboo leaf it had dreamed of.
Once he succeeds, Hongyun will no longer be an ordinary fox tribe in Qishan that has struggled to survive for generations, and will soon take a new step.
The efforts and progress of these little guys gave Zhu An a sense of fulfillment.
"Practice hard, grow up quickly, and strive to reach the imperial realm as soon as possible."
"If we encounter a situation in Wanlin Secret Realm in the future, I won't have to take action personally."
Zhu An had high hopes for them all. After all, these monster beasts were considered the first batch of "Divine Bamboo Disciples". He raised them in the mountains, took care of them and cultivated them personally.
No living being has ever been treated like this before. At most, they were guided by a clone for a period of time.
Zhu An thought like this and cast his gaze into the distance again.
"The Emperor Realm that I brought out with my own hands should be more reliable - the one that was raised free-range before was really too wasteful to count on."
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A few days later, in the human royal capital.
Facing a pile of military aircraft intelligence on the desk, the Emperor also sighed similarly:
"You can't count on that guy. If you're reliable, you can make a move this time with confidence."
The generals standing nearby knew very well who His Majesty was talking about, but they all lowered their heads and did not dare to answer.
The Human Emperor sighed again, "Unfortunately, we can only do a small-scale test first."
A few days ago, the monster army attacked, but because the Wanlin Secret Realm was opened in advance, they made a hasty exit.
The Human Emperor saw this scene, but did not order a counterattack.
After all, those demon kings only go into the secret realm to hunt for treasures, and they only come back after two days.
In just two days, it makes no sense to send out troops to wipe out the demon clan at the bottom.
If you can't kill the Demon King, no matter how many victories you gain, they will all be in vain.
However, this time, what Renhuang didn't expect was.
After a group of enemy demon kings entered the Wanlin Secret Realm, they seemed to have never come out!
Was he left behind by Demon Emperor Wu Ming, or was there something unexpected?
If all ten demon kings met with an accident, there would be no strong person to control Wu Ming's large territory in the south.
The human army has left the border and can march straight in!
A good opportunity is before us, but the exact information has not been obtained for a long time. The Emperor wants to test it, but he is afraid of being ambushed.
At such a tangled moment, he naturally thought of another pillar of the human race, and couldn't help but slap the table.
"People say that the two emperors guard the north and the south, and the eight kings guard the borders. But how do I feel that I am the only one guarding the human race..."
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"Old man, I have only two major hobbies in my life - one is to fight against the strongest men in the world, and the other is to visit all the famous places in the world."
Beside the bonfire, a lean, dark-skinned old man squatted on the ground without any image, boasting about his awesomeness while staring longingly at the beef that was about to be roasted on the shelf.
"However, there is a third thing today - eating delicious food from all over the world."
He was wearing a short coat of coarse cloth, and his appearance and temperament were like that of a civilian husband, but he was even more embarrassed. His clothes were in tatters, and there were a few weeds in his messy hair.
There were several men and women next to them, all dressed in military uniforms. Although they were in a state of embarrassment, they all had a good momentum.
At this moment, they looked at this nervous old man of unknown origin with expressions of disgust on their faces.
This group of people are not familiar with each other. They are all practitioners who come to hunt for treasures, looking for opportunities in the largest secret realm in the human race - Wanyou Cave.
As a result, the secret realm that was so good suddenly began to shake, and cracks appeared in the sky.
The practitioners were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders burst, and they ran away.
After I escaped out of breath, I didn't dare to go back for a while.
Several people encountered a bison here, so they roasted beef on the spot and took a rest.
Then, such a slovenly old man suddenly appeared. He must have escaped from the secret realm. He sat in front of the fire with a shy old face, apparently intending to get a piece of the pie.
Having just experienced a life and death disaster, everyone was in shock, so they didn't care too much.
Unexpectedly, the old man talked a lot. He chatted a few words, and when his interest got high, he began to brag about himself. The more he talked, the more outrageous he became.
Finally someone couldn't stand it anymore and snorted coldly:
"Fight against the strongest men in the world? What kind of strong men have you fought? You might as well tell me about them."
The old man rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "I have fought against the demon emperor in the south. When I rushed into the fog and saw him, he was so ugly that he was so ugly. No wonder he hides away from people every day."
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but laugh and shook their heads.
If the old man is talking about a respected king or a famous top master, then it can be argued.
The person who spoke this time was the Third Emperor of the Demon Clan. He was so boastful that it was like a joke, and they didn't bother to say anything else.
The atmosphere was a little more lively.
Finally, with the popping sound of oil droplets, the first piece of meat was cooked.
All the practitioners were waiting for this moment. When the first drop of oil fell, they all took action like lightning.
As a result, a shadow flashed before his eyes, and a large piece of meat somehow fell into the old man's hands.
"It took a while."
Everyone's expressions changed slightly. Although this old man could boast, he was indeed a master of body refining.
The old man didn't talk nonsense and just started eating. He chewed until the corners of his mouth were dripping with oil. He showed that the people around him were hungry and were all waiting for the next piece of meat.
As a result, the second piece of meat somehow fell into the old man's hands.
The same goes for the third piece.
Everyone couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Brother, since you are so powerful, you should go hunt another bison by yourself. You can enjoy it by yourself."
The old man was chewing meat in his mouth, holding the meat in his hands, shaking his head, and said seriously:
"No, no, do you know how to eat beef with the best flavor?"
"how to eat?"
"Eat on other people's food."
After saying that, I realized that the faces of the people around me were not right, and the old man was not stupid, so he grabbed the beef and ran away.
"Old man, next time I meet you, I'll beat you to a pig's head!"
Someone behind him was yelling angrily, but the old man didn't care. He ran far away in one breath, wiped the corners of his mouth, and sighed with contentment.
"My third favorite hobby in life is actually eating and drinking - it doesn't matter what kind of food it is, as long as it is eaten, it will taste particularly delicious."
At this time, a helpless voice suddenly sounded from behind:
"Xiao Tat, you are really capable of doing things. It would take me a long time to find you now."
The old man's face suddenly froze.
He turned around cautiously and stared at the middle-aged scholar who appeared quietly, feeling a little excited and a little sad.
"Master, are you still alive?"
