Yangjian, Dingyuan.
The peach blossoms on the human face complement each other in red.
There is a layer of mist at the foot of the mountain. The rising sun rises in the east and the morning glow falls, making the mist appear red.
The human-faced peach on the peach tree opened its sleepy eyes.
Tang Ping sat cross-legged under the tree, his eyebrows spread out.
You can clearly see the air flow nearby.
"Yuan Liu!"
"My subordinate is here!"
Wow!
An ape jumped out and spoke human words.
"The earth's energy on the right side of the spiritual field is a little thin. Please use spiritual water to irrigate it."
"Mu Li! There are insects in the third peach tree from the right row. We'll find them soon."
Tang Ping told a tree man with willow hair and red skin.
"yes!"
A new day begins and everyone is mobilized.
This ape who uses wood like a mandrill is a member of the Yuan family. He works as a coolie here and also means a hostage.
Judging from Yuan Liu's treatment, the Yuan family's status seems to have declined.
Soon, Yuan Liu came to resume his life.
"Get some rest first." Tang Ping asked, "You are the second son in the family. Who is your elder brother? Is your elder brother more talented than you?"
Mandrill Yangjian’s family is indeed somewhat unclear.
"My elder brother is the clan leader Yuan Hong. He is extremely talented. He is born as a god. He can see Yin and Yang with his eyes. He also has the water magical power of his ancestor Wuzhi Qi."
Speaking of Yuan Hong, Yuan Liu also looked proud, vaguely remembering his brother's promise to rescue him.
"I see."
Tang Ping is calm on the surface, but there are turmoils in his heart.
Ape, Yuan Hong... He lived in the barbaric era, when the Three Realms were not established, and humans and gods lived together.
Many powerful men in mythology have yet to emerge.
Although the name Yuan Hong is not a famous one, he is still a prominent figure.
I didn't expect to be bumped into by myself.
"Just stay calm, don't be anxious, and don't reveal any clues. You will have a chance to get out in the future."
Tang Ping said to Yuan Liu.
At this time, a maid came.
"The war is tense. Zongzi and Bixian have orders to hand in eight sets of elixirs a month. You will be given enough materials for twelve sets. You can make up for the excess."
"...Yes." Tang Ping was expressionless and cursed in his mind.
I lied that I could make ten pairs in a month, with a 60% success rate.
This guy directly took 80% of the output, and the materials given based on the success rate were not enough. He clearly wanted to make a loss-making business for himself.
These two people have cruel personalities. They only care about rewards and not about efforts. They cannot coax like Zuo Zongzi.
For the sake of Yangjian's intelligence and Yuan Hong, Tang Ping endured it.
Sooner or later, I will find my place again.
Let's see how long you can hold on.
When the sun went down, he also returned to the underworld.
Hades.
The blood moon is eternal, and the blood light spreads across the underworld.
Under the light mist, the mountain looks like a silent beast.
The mountains and mountains are lush with vegetation, and they seem to be protected by ghosts and gods.
The top of the mountain is a sea of flowers.
In the center of the sea of flowers is a stone house.
The door of the house was open, and there was an old ape inside. His soul was dim, as if a lamp was flickering.
call!
The old ape took a long breath and stopped absorbing the essence of the plants and trees.
"Hey, I can't help it anymore, I can hide it as long as I can."
The mandrill thought.
His lifespan is about to end. Fortunately, there is a Muyin Formation on the mountain, so other forces cannot come up and find it.
Currently, Xiong Ying has broken through to the late stage of Evil Soul.
This ghost has been in the mountain for more than thirty years and has a lifespan of more than forty years. Coupled with the resources of Greenwood Ridge, it can probably break through the wandering god.
Or the ghosts passed down to the Yuan family. The highest cultivation level of the ghosts of the Yuan family is in the early stage of evil spirits. Xiong Ying has a loyal character, so it would be good to let him assist the Yuan family.
Mandrill was hesitating.
At the foot of the mountain, a figure emerged from the ground.
The visitor was Tang Ping, and the nearby formations had no effect on him.
At this time, he transformed into the black and white yin and yang patterns, and his body was wrapped with a dragon from the underworld.
Fierce and majestic, the law is formidable.
Wherever it goes, the grass and trees automatically separate.
The Yin soil has extended to the foot of the mountain, so the formation will not have any impact on him. In addition, Mu Zheng has a deep knowledge of the formation, so he can easily come up even without the underground master.
Soon, he came to the top of the mountain.
The mandrill felt something in his heart. He pushed away and walked out of the house. When he saw the Dharma in front of him, he seemed familiar.
"Mandrill, long time no see." Tang Ping said with a smile. At this moment, he did not hide his cultivation level and could see through it at a glance.
"You...when." Mandrill's expression changed. He didn't expect that he had been deceived for so long.
"Say it first, you old man is playing tricks on you." Tang Ping declared in advance, "Guess who I saw in the Wu family in Yangjian?"
"who?"
"Your Yuan family's proton..." Tang Ping gave a brief description, "It seems that he is not living a very good life."
Mandrill seemed to have known this for a long time. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Brother Tang, for taking care of me. Xiong Ying should be your subordinate, right?"
At this point, Mandrill couldn't help but feel guilty. He was indeed being tricked.
"Come here now, could it be...?"
"Don't worry, I'm not seeking revenge. I've hidden it so deeply, and there's no need to expose it. Letting you know it now proves my sincerity and my trust in our decades-long friendship."
Tang Ping roughly said it.
Lumuling was inherited by Xiong Ying, who commanded the Yuan clan in the underworld and also took care of the Yang world.
Guarantee the foundation of the world of heaven and earth.
"What about you? What do you want?" Mandrill was a little curious. Wouldn't Tang Ping benefit from this?
"Of course there are benefits. In theory, the entire Green Muling is mine. Of course, I am not like the Wu family who wantonly suppresses and demands. Besides, with my ability, I don't look down on this little family fortune..."
After saying that, Tang Ping pointed down the mountain.
The mandrill was puzzled and looked in the direction of the finger.
In an instant, I saw an unforgettable scene.
With the banyan tree as the center, a circle with a diameter of 644 feet, nearly 5,000 acres of land, and any tree in any corner grows colorful flowers and is covered with flowers.
Thousands of acres of flowers are truly spectacular.
Fortunately, they were all opened on the Yin Earth, and Tang Ping could cover them all with formations, making them invisible to outsiders.
The scene is beautiful and incredible.
It's a pity that there is an old man next to me.
The sea of flowers flashed by, blooming and then withering, just in an instant.
But it made Mandrill feel the supreme power.
This is the power of the great psychic.
One thought of flowers blooming, one thought of flowers withering.
At least in the realm of day travel, as a person who is good at planting, he is naturally familiar with it.
"how did you do that?"
The mandrill was shocked and confused, how could the wandering god do it? Could it be the reincarnation of a powerful person?
"Taiyi loves it too."
Tang Ping smiled lightly, full of style.
After showing this hand, Mandrill was completely convinced.
"I still have ten years to live, and I will leave it to you from now on."
Mandrill is a little lonely, but it is gratifying to have someone in the Yangjian family to protect him.
"I will definitely live up to you."
One is the decades of friendship, and the other is because of Yuan Hong.
Chu State cannot rely solely on its own support. In addition to the forces in the underworld, there must also be support from foreign families in the upper world.
Return to the banyan tree.
Tang Ping took out the jade medicine and drank it to practice.
He didn't expose the Jade Medicine, but the ability he exposed was that of the lower level Ginger Medicine, and he also lied about half of the output.
Before practicing.
"Zhang Qi!"
"My subordinate is here!"
"From now on, Yintu will be fully led by you. If there is no big deal, don't come to report. You cooperate with the earth python and plant whatever you want."
Underwater palace.
"Chief of the Little Green Pavilion!"
"Quack."
"I don't expect much from you, just practice human form as soon as possible."
"Quack!"
The frog spun around, put his lotus leaf hat straight, and imitated the serious expression of the soldier.
thereafter.
Tang Ping went into retreat.
The third year of retreat.
The war between Chu and Qu ended.
Half of the ghost soldiers were killed, but more than half were replenished.
Zhang Cong died in the battle, Mu Huanu of the Shuren tribe, and Yuji of the One-horned tribe died in the battle.
The underworld used the method of cutting mountains and cutting grass to replenish the combat power of the three evil souls.
The number of evil souls reached thirteen.
Zhang Qi and his son reunited and worked together under the banyan tree.
Mu Hua Nu and Yu Ji went to the water pool to guard.
Ten years of seclusion.
The mandrill died of old age and kept his secrets secret.
Thirty-one years.
boom!
A golden beam of light invisible to all sentient beings shot straight into the sky.
Gao Dice was suspended in the void, and the words on it changed.
Second class underground master! The middle stage of Youshen!
Underworld contract (not opened)!
A line of information came.
Tang Ping thought to himself: "It will be a few years sooner than imagined, and we will be able to open a house and build teeth."
After decades of seclusion, I finally had a great harvest.
