From north to south, we exited the Yunzhou boundary.
There are fewer plains and more mountains and rivers.
Until the mountains and valleys, the mountains and the mountains, the deep forests and the valleys, there is no longer any human habitation.
The sun is scorching.
Phew!
An eagle's cry echoed through the mountains, its wings spread four to five feet wide, and its bright yellow feathers looked like gold in the sunlight.
The eagle held a wild boar in its talons, circled twice in the air, and fell into the canyon.
The river at the bottom of the valley was flowing rapidly, with angry waves, and there was a small boat in the middle.
The golden eagle threw the wild boar on top and knocked it down with three to four hundred kilograms. The boat was stable without any shaking.
The boatman was an old man, carrying a large dark green turtle shell on his back. He seemed short and thin. He gently pushed the long pole to make the boat go upstream.
Standing at the bow of the boat was a young man in a green shirt, tall and handsome, with a pair of golden feather wings on his back. A black cat squatted at the young man's feet, staring blankly at the river. When he saw a swimming fish, he stretched out his paws to tease it.
"It's such a beautiful scenery, but it's a pity that I can't recite poetry!"
The young man was Zhou Yi. After entering Shiwan Mountain, he became like this.
If you follow the Romans, no one will think that Zhou Yi is a human being.
The monster clan, which is rare in the world of Yunzhou, can be said to be everywhere in Shiwanda Mountain. This does not mean that this place is suitable for the growth of monster clan.
The core reason is that there are no human sects, the spiritual veins in the mountains are not restrained, and the spiritual energy that escapes continues to give birth to monsters. Secondly, the human race is weak and the demon race has a respected status, so there is no one to kill the demons.
"As we go deeper into the mountains and approach the range of the spiritual veins, the spiritual energy becomes more intense."
Zhou Yi did not control the light-escape flight, but chose to drive a boat through the mountains, following the blood contract induction. Now he was only three to four hundred miles away from Moyun Cave.
"There are no restrictions on sect oppression. The mountains are rich in exotic flowers, rare plants, and rare birds and animals. They are simply treasures for cultivating immortals..."
The words have not yet fallen.
Wow!
A strange fish that was ten feet long emerged from the water, with a big head and a small tail, and huge fangs, biting Zhou Yi's head.
Without waiting for Zhou Yi to make a move, the black cat under his feet took the lead in slaying it. When the wind rose, it turned into a three to four foot black tiger. The big tiger claws of the cattail fan smashed the strange fish's head into pieces.
The black tiger held the strange fish in his mouth and landed back on the boat, shaking his head and tail to ask for credit.
Zhou Yi has long been accustomed to this. When climbing mountains in the forest or boating on rivers, he always encounters monsters with ignorant IQs, rushing to become a pot of delicious food.
"Huh? There's something unusual about this fish!"
I saw an iron chain tied to the tail of the strange fish, and a big gold medal with two lines of demonic writing on it.
——Ninety-two demon soldiers under the throne of the Dragon King of Yanjiang.
"This fish turns out to be a demon soldier, I need to divine it!"
Zhou Yi took out the lottery tube and shook it. He saw the spiritual lottery falling to the ground and flashing golden light several times.
Sign it!
"Is there something good going on? Since there is no danger, then the so-called Dragon King of Yanjiang is probably a grass-headed king."
The Demon King in Yunzhou refers to the Golden Core Realm, which means that after surviving the Small Four Nine Heavenly Tribulation, one can truly transform into a human form, also known as the Transformation Stage. The big demons and little demons under it want to transform, either by swallowing strange flowers and plants, or by using the magic of transformation.
But things are different in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Because there are many mountains and many demons, if a big demon occupies the mountain peaks and rivers and lakes, he will proclaim himself the demon king.
Similar to the Jing Long King in the storybook, he is not very strong and has no famous name.
At this time.
The river water changed again, with ripples rippling in circles, and a giant blue-skinned python emerged from it, speaking human words.
"Which mountain does this fellow Taoist practice?"
Zhou Yi cupped his hands and said: "The poor Taoist Jin Yi is a wandering monster in the mountains."
A flash of light flashed through the giant python's eyes, and he said with a smile: "I am Ao Dian, the Dragon King of Yanjiang. Today is the 200th birthday banquet. Why don't you show your respect to fellow Taoist Jin and join us in the fun?"
Zhou Yi refused and said: "I have important matters, so I won't bother the Dragon King."
The little fortune-telling technique can predict danger, but it does not mean that there is no danger. You can use divination to avoid disasters, but you must not rely on it!
It was just a possible "opportunity" to attend the unknown demon banquet, unless Zhou Yi lost his head.
Ao Dian raised his head to look at the circling golden eagle, then looked at the black tiger on the boat, and said very wisely: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. When I am free in the future, Fellow Taoist Jin will come to the Dragon Palace again."
After that, he didn't take back the corpse of the demon soldier, and it sank into the river and disappeared.
"Who said that monsters are straight-minded, and they will understand the ways of the world as long as they live for a long time."
Zhou Yi patted the beast-control bag, and the turtle and tiger demons got into it and jumped on the back of the golden eagle.
"It's a bit unethical to kill someone's demon soldiers and then eat hot pot and sing songs. It's better to go see Niu'er earlier!"
Phew!
The golden eagle flapped its wings and flew towards Moyun Peak as fast as lightning.
…
Moyun Peak.
Located in the northern section of Feiyun Ridge, the peak reaches into the clouds.
Afternoon.
More than two hundred people, both men and women, gathered at Moyun Cave to practice martial arts under the leadership of the village chief.
The adults learned that life was not easy, and their expressions were serious and solemn. Infected by this, the children also restrained their laughter and naughtiness.
The village chief is not an old man, but a man wrapped in animal skins. His exposed bones and muscles shine golden in the sunlight. If the human race masters saw it, they would definitely exclaim, the martial arts training has reached the limit.
An hour later, the martial arts training ended.
The village chief led everyone to bow to Moyun Cave three times and nine times, with a serious and even fanatical expression.
At this time.
The cry of eagles came from the sky, and the golden eagle slowly fell.
Zhou Yi appeared in front of the village chief in a flash, looked at him carefully, and praised: "What a good man, his muscles and bones are no worse than those of monsters!"
"This... Lord Demon King."
The village chief blocked the entrance of Moyun Cave and asked, "May I ask why you came to Moyun Peak?"
“Fun and fun!”
Zhou Yi used the soul contract to prevent scalpers from coming out to greet him. A ray of magic fell on the village chief and he said in a deliberately cold voice.
"According to the rules of Shiwandashan, humans must obey the great demon. Don't ask questions, you must get permission even to speak, otherwise it will be disrespectful!"
The big demon generally refers to the foundation-building demon clan, and the little demons below are ignorant and very few can understand the speech.
"Please forgive me, sir!"
The village chief's muscles and bones were bulging with veins. He said forgiveness and bowed to salute, but his right hand was holding the handle of the knife at his waist.
The surrounding villagers stared at Zhou Yi silently, and even the teenage children were holding black iron daggers.
Zhou Yi withdrew his magic power and asked: "You are very good, what is your name?"
The village chief said: "Niu Yong."
Zhou Yi asked: "Is your surname Niu? Or are you all surnamed Niu?"
Niu Yong replied: "We used to have no surnames, or we would choose a surname at will. Now, with the blessing of the God of Ox, we finally live like human beings, so we all changed our surname to Niu."
"My surname is Jin, remember it."
Zhou Yi patted Niu Yong on the shoulder and led the golden eagle into Moyun Cave.
Niu Yong was at a loss for a moment, suddenly figured out something, and shouted with joy on his face.
"Sir, I must remember!"
…
Moyun Cave.
It was originally just a cave thirty or forty feet deep, inhabited by a nest of vixens.
After the scalpers took over, they dug two more floors on this basis. The second floor was used for planting elixirs, and the third floor was used for cultivation.
The cave is not a straight and simple shape. It almost turns the entire Moyun Peak into a honeycomb. Even if the demon king in disguise comes to kill, as long as the divine consciousness is not locked, one can escape with the help of the complex cave.
"Extreme Spiritual Chaos Jue"
"Being so cautious, anticipating defeat before you win, is not in vain for your poor Taoist teachings!"
Zhou Yi followed the blood contract with the scalper and wandered around the cave, finally coming to a spacious hall.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
I've been a little stuck lately, writing very slowly.
The next chapter will be late, and I will post five more chapters tomorrow. I can barely finish the promise. Writing a book is so difficult!
