Hades.
Greenwood Ridge.
The vegetation is lush and the green ridges form peaks.
There is a lacquer house on the top of the mountain.
There are two teams of people patrolling between the fertile fields, with disheveled hair, thunderous mouths, and sharp mouths and monkey cheeks. This is a group of old apes and many ghost soldiers.
The leading ghost general was more than two meters tall, with a stern face, scars on his face, and a bloodthirsty aura all over his body.
The shorter general on the side has a somewhat elegant temperament.
These two people are Xiong Ying and Xiong Lan who "take refuge" in Mandrill.
Xiong Ying relied on his charisma during his lifetime to win the support of the ghosts within two years of coming here.
And he was appreciated by Mandrill, and with the support of the resources of Greenwood Ridge, he entered the realm of the late evil soul.
"Alright, everyone, go back and rest, I'll go back to work."
Xiong Ying came to the top of the mountain, where an old ape was breathing out the essence of heaven and earth and the aura of vegetation towards the blood moon.
Xiong Ying waited patiently.
After a long time, Mandrill opened his cloudy eyes and saw Xiong Ying beside him, with a flash of appreciation in his eyes.
I had some doubts about the two ghosts at first, but now I have dispelled them.
With the talent of a ghost like Xiong Ying, it is definitely not something that a ghost like Maohou can control, and neither can he himself.
"This time on July 15th, you and Lan will go to Yuan's."
"Myself?"
"Well, you are very familiar with the people in Yangjian. From now on, Yangjian will depend on you for protection..."
As soon as these words came out, Xiong Ying was shocked and said: "Mountain Master, you...?"
"Haha, don't talk about these things. I, the Yuan (Yuan) clan, am the queen of Wuzhi Qi. What do you think of the Yuan clan now?"
"When a family is prosperous, there is a sense of vitality and talent competition." Xiong Ying said against his will.
"Tell the truth……"
"Well, that's barely fair."
The Yuan family is indeed not doing well now. They have completely forgotten the glory of their ancestors, and there is not even one person who has awakened the blood of their ancestors.
Mandrill is different from other apes. He is a human being, and he is the bloodline of apes awakened by humans.
"But for the younger generation, it is good to have a little baby named Hong. Although he is less than ten years old, there are faint signs of awakening his bloodline. He seems to have the ability to control water. From now on, you young people will be the leaders."
Mandrill's regret is that his power is the grass and trees, not the water of his ancestors.
"Don't dare."
Xiong Ying has a guess in his mind, but he has not yet confirmed whether it is true.
…
Near the Maohou banyan tree.
A figure in a black robe flew here and landed, taking off his cloak. Judging from the mottled hair, it must be Zhang Qi.
Zhang Qi just returned from exchanging supplies in the ghost market.
After he came, the Marquis rarely managed specific affairs. He occasionally let himself sell some elixirs or buy other cultivation materials.
Now he comes here with a bag full of swords, guns and clubs.
There is nothing ahead.
Zhang Qi stood still and recited a spell: "Ahem, Lingzhi...Lingzhi opens the door."
Wow!
The black fog flashed ahead, and the scenery emerged like splashed ink.
There are several cabins under the banyan tree, and there are sunflowers planted outside. There are orchids on the trees, and there are green arm-shaped five-fingered mushrooms in the shade on the other side.
The green-hand mushroom is also a spiritual creature.
Now we focus on these three types.
Other spiritual creatures require unique growth environments.
boom!
Just as he was thinking about it, an explosion suddenly came from the largest wooden house, and the ground shook.
"Hey, the eleventh floor failed."
Zhang Qi walked over quickly.
Shenhou is playing a very new thing recently.
The wooden house often explodes, and from time to time I hear people saying "number of stacks, don't explode". Or tinkering with formations and elixirs.
The monthly expenses exceed 80,000.
As the Yin Cheng in charge of finance, Zhang Qi couldn't help but feel heartbroken.
But this is the order of Shenhou.
Dong dong dong...
"Marquis Shen, I brought the things."
"Put it outside."
Squeak.
The door opened, and Tang Ping with messy hair appeared, picked up the storage bag and closed the door.
The house was very messy.
Various utensils are piled everywhere, a bronze tripod is used to refine medicine, and a stone platform holds various weapons.
Wu Ming's Feng Shui Four Symbols Plate magic tools are piled randomly in the corners.
Tang Ping picked up a bronze gun.
There are some moiré-like things engraved on the surface of this Ge's body, but it doesn't look like it was carved with tools.
"Sixth floor."
Tang Ping picked up the bronze gun, pointed it at a stone, and gently cut it off.
It just feels like a slight obstruction, like the feeling of cutting tofu, and the big stone is gently cut open.
"So sharp!"
Tang Pinggan said.
It's just an ordinary weapon, and it has such an effect on the sixth floor.
Becoming harder and sharper.
"The proficiency level is still too low, resulting in a low success rate. What if it is a hundred levels, a thousand levels, or ten thousand levels?"
Tang Ping pinched his fingers and recited a mysterious spell.
"The essence of Rigel, the spirit of armor and armor, stirs up the waves, causes thunder and lightning to rise quickly..."
At the same time as he recited the mantra, the evil spirit in his body quickly flowed out of yellow Yin power, and Tang Ping's entire soul glowed yellow.
The spiritual thoughts are instilled into the visual cloud pattern, forming a stylus, which is carved on the body.
The light flashes and flickers, and lines appear on the Ge body, which flash continuously, which means continuous depiction.
No, this feels... a bit like electric welding?
boom!
After a while, the bronze gun exploded.
"Hey, I still need to practice more." Tang Ping thought to himself.
Then he launched a plan to sue the land.
Taibai black killing method (323/1000) Taiyin shape refining method (53/2000) Mu Zhengyi chapter (600/800).
That's what proficiency is.
Taiyin refining method is the fundamental method. It absorbs the Yin Qi of the blood and moon of the underworld, with a cycle of about three days, a little at a time.
Calculated based on three days and one point, it will take about sixteen years to enter Xiaocheng.
This cannot be done any faster and can only be practiced according to the celestial phenomena.
I am pretty fast. As my proficiency increases, I will be more efficient in the future. Unlike other ghosts, who seem to be able to make ten points of progress in a month, in fact they may only be two or three points.
Of course, it's not like this. Some people have blood, and it may be over in a few or two, and they can't compare at all.
It can only be done by relying on the special heel of the underground master.
Now the Yin soil range has reached a diameter of two hundred feet.
"It's still not enough."
Tang Ping looked at the sky and murmured to himself: "It's almost enough time, right?"
Yangjian.
Downstream of the Dan River, a new city was built here.
There are more than 36,000 members of the Xiong clan, including the Zhang clan, the Huanlong clan, the Shuren clan, and the Turen clan (fishing and hunting branch) to Meishan outside the city.
There is an altar at the top and bottom of Meishan Mountain.
The Bangshe at the foot of the mountain is the official place of worship and is respected by all people.
On the mountain is the altar of ghosts and gods, used to summon ghosts and gods.
Bangshe.
The nobles headed by Xiong Man were dressed in deep red clothes and robes. Xiong Man, as the king, wore a crown, and the baron wore a crown with five crowns and five beads.
"On auspicious days and good weather, General Mu will be happy to see the emperor;
The sword is long and the jade ear is hanging, and the jade ring is ringing..."
On the altar, Zhang Wulang read a beautiful chapter praising Taiyi.
The singing seems to fly into the sky with moi smoke, flying to the residence of the gods in heaven.
Sacrifice is not a formality, but a necessary process of interaction between heaven and man.
They can be independent, but they cannot disrespect God.
Underneath, Xiong Man's face was dull, and his palms were already wet with sweat.
From the leader of the Zhang family, to his father Ying, to himself, it is already the third generation.
After more than seventy years, we finally reached our generation and embarked on the road of transforming from a tribe into a nation.
Xiong Man understood that this time he was independent, he was really a barbarian.
With the so-called orthodoxy, everyone can attack it unless the king shows mercy.
But he still took this step.
Just to give these people a stable country.
He is not too arrogant. He can call himself a baron just like other barbarians, kings of Shu, kings of Yiqu, and kings of Jiuyi who did not enter the Yin and Shang Dynasties.
At this time, Zhang Wulang's prayer for the Emperor and the Queen came to an end, and his voice came from afar.
"Chief, what is the name of the country?"
"The grass in the wilderness is clear, and the road is blue."
"The country's name is Chu!"
This city downstream of the Dan River will henceforth be called Chu City, Chu State, and people will be called Chu people.
Chu also has the image of a person who has gone through thorns with difficulty, which can be regarded as commemorating the original hardship.
clang!
The gods and humans responded and established the country as Chu.
Offer sacrifices to ghosts and gods.
The sky is overcast and ghosts and gods are coming.
