Qunyu Mountain.
The vegetation is lush, the colorful miasma has been reduced a lot, and many birds live in the forest, chirping non-stop in the early morning.
"That's weird, what's going on?"
Shitou Weng was puzzled.
Why suddenly, Qunyushan became full of vitality.
In the past, except for some vegetation growing here, no living beings lived here.
The main reason is that the miasma of evil jade is too strong, and if you get it, you will be disabled or die.
Now the power of the miasma suddenly weakened a lot, which surprised Shitou Weng.
"Hahaha……"
Yao Ji plays with the birds in the air.
"Quack quack quack..."
The frog chased the bugs in the forest. From time to time, he would throw his lotus leaf hat and jump very high with his feet on it, which scared the birds in the sky and flew around.
"Speechless, boring."
A face like splashing ink condensed on the big yellow stone, and the face rolled its eyes.
Even as he said this, Shitouwen still looked at the play in the sky happily.
It hasn't been this lively for a long time.
Although he has gained a long life since turning into stone, as time goes by, his inner human emotions become less and less.
If Yao Ji hadn't talked to him from time to time over the years, he would have turned into a stone without emotion.
This is not true immortality.
Eventually one day I lose all my feelings, lose all my thinking, and become a big cold stone.
Just as he was thinking about it, Stone Man suddenly yelled: "You little bastard, don't keep climbing on my head!"
It turned out that Xiaoqing had landed on top of Shitou Weng's head at some point, with his feet in the air and his big white belly.
It was as if he didn't hear Shitou's scolding and snored directly.
Although Shitou Weng cursed, his voice could not help but become lower.
The breeze blew and the grass and trees swished.
In front of the mountain is Danshui, with clouds rolling in for miles and ghosts crying and gods howling.
According to Tang Ping, they were rampant soldiers, led by Meishan Navy, flying sand and stones, turning over altars and destroying temples.
One of the images looks amazing.
Five feet tall, with eyebrows like blazing flames, his body is indigo, and he holds a bronze divine sword.
This is a sign formed by evil spirits, which indicates that the person's lowest level of cultivation is energy-eating.
This is Umeyama Chogoro, who has become somewhat famous recently, and a monkey who hits other people's heads with a stick all day long.
Kaka...
At this time, the door of the cave opened and Tang Ping walked out.
"Boy, what's going on in Qunyu Mountain recently?" Shitou Weng asked immediately when he saw Tang Ping coming out.
"I did it, how about it?"
"You? How did you do it? Could it be a formation?"
Shitou Weng said that he couldn't believe it. The formation covering a radius of several hundred feet would be unbelievable. It was almost impossible to cover the mountain.
Tang Ping did not speak, but stretched out his finger.
Look in the direction of your finger.
All the trees were withered.
The green mountains instantly turned into yellow autumn landscapes.
The next second, the vegetation glowed with life.
"This..." Shitou Weng couldn't speak for a long time.
Is this magical power? Or some kind of superpower?
Formations can do it, and some magical powers can do it as well.
But with such a large range, it still seems to be so easy to navigate, which is something that ordinary wandering gods cannot do.
Unable to understand, Shitou Weng could only wonder: "I have lived in vain all these years."
"Would you believe it if I said that not only I could do it myself, but also others could do it too?"
Tang Ping smiled.
"I don't believe it."
"You'll find out another day."
Tang Ping glanced around with satisfaction. The environment in Qunyu Mountain had become suitable for living.
He went into seclusion for two years and successfully mastered the small spell of Withered Rong Technique, thus increasing his life span by fifty years. Now he is almost two hundred years old, but he has a life span of six hundred and fifty years.
He even figured out how to use the Qunyushan Forest Crypt.
Generally speaking, the main function is to regulate the vegetation, let the vegetation grow, inhale the essence of Yimu, and purify the odor in the area.
As the crypt is cultivated, it will gradually become more powerful. When stronger spiritual objects are planted, the quality of the Yimu essence breathed out will also increase accordingly.
The purification of dirty odors also becomes faster, making this place more pleasant.
These are the results of Tang Ping's research. Of course, those who control the crypt will be more suitable for practicing wood attribute techniques.
"Those who control the forest caves are called forest gods. The forest gods control vegetation and clear away miasma and foul air."
"The Earth Cave is the God of the Earth. It controls the energy and power of the earth, cleansing away evil spirits and depression."
"The water cave is the water god..."
All in all, the initial role of the gods is to make all places better, more habitable, and to maintain order.
The south is vast and sparsely populated, and any tribe can occupy a large area and declare sovereignty over the occupied area.
It is difficult for even the great powers of the Central Plains to develop this place.
This is a prosperous city, and the other side may be the Yi Di demon tribe. This situation is particularly common in this world.
Even the Chu State, which occupies most of the territory, is still dotted. No matter how many demon heads are smashed by Yuan Hong's stick, demons will still be born in those dangerous places.
The cost of mopping up was too high, and they had no choice but to turn their offensive into a defensive one. As long as they did not infringe on their own territory, they could do whatever they wanted.
The birth of Shinto should be able to change this ending.
…
Hades.
Altar under the banyan tree.
Tang Ping stood in front of the altar, clasping his fingers and mumbling something.
From time to time, a seal is made and printed on the black altar of the altar.
call!
I don't know how long it took, but a dark wind blew and the lid of the black altar was blown off.
Black mist emerged from the black altar, and a man with disheveled hair and eyebrows like blazing flames swayed and transformed.
The biggest difference between Rambing and the original is that it has an extra bow, no arrows, and uses Yin energy as arrows.
"Meet the God Lord!!"
"What are you capable of?"
"The lower eyes are like an eagle, able to see at night. There are magic patterns on the soles of the feet, ignoring the terrain, as if walking on flat ground. The bows and arrows are fired every time. They are soldiers who travel in the mountains to hunt."
This is hunting in the mountains.
An advanced soldier with disheveled hair.
One can defeat ten ordinary ghost soldiers.
Tang Ping was very satisfied after seeing it.
It was not in vain that he had devoted himself to training for so many years, and finally there were soldiers who could meet the standards of soldiers of the King of Jing.
There are five thousand soldiers with disheveled hair alone.
Zhang Wulang. Zhang Xian, Yuan Hong, and Xiong Ying each cultivated at least five thousand.
That adds up to twenty-five thousand.
One day in the future, when all the quotas are filled, it will be time to officially compete for the strongest player in this area.
The rampant troops of the Chu State are in the underworld of the Chu State. The place is still too small, so it can be used as a rear area to hide the troops.
Immediately afterwards, Tang Ping went to the water pool to have a look.
The water pool is temporarily in charge of Yu Ji, and Xiao Qing goes down to take a look from time to time.
"How many sailors are there?" Tang Ping asked. Yu Ji has the position of pavilion chief and can also use the method of burying fish and shrimps.
"There are not many local aquatic tribes, only eight hundred. The three Black Fu Youxi have 1,500 aquatic tribes each, and there are also thousands of ghosts, some of whom are mixed with the minions of the well god Jiaolong."
"Um."
Tang Ping looked at all the subordinate forces one by one.
Under the dark sky of the underworld, the light of the blood moon shines on the valley.
There are green ghost fires everywhere in the valley, sometimes flickering and sometimes extinguishing. The scene is very eerie and eerie.
There are ghost soldiers patrolling from time to time.
There is a green sea of fire in the center of the valley bottom, and a palace in the depths.
In the hall, there was a man in red robe with a strong build, streaks of flames outside his body, and a somewhat luxurious temperament.
This ghost is Zhu Man, whose real name is Xiong Man, the first monarch of the Chu Kingdom. (I made a mistake last time. Xiong Ying is the one from Greenwood Ridge. Xiong Man is Xiong Ying’s son.)
Xiong Man was punished and ordered to deal with the Zhurong Fire Ghost alone. He endured it for many years and finally took over the Yin Fire Valley and became the leader of the Fire Ghosts.
At this time, the door of the main hall opened quietly.
"Who?" Zhu Man opened his eyes, fire bursting out of them.
"It's me." A three-eyed ghost came out of the sparks.
"Disciple has seen Shenhou." Zhu Man was surprised in his heart, Shenhou's cultivation became stronger again.
"How's the situation lately?" Tang Ping asked.
"The inheritance of the Zhu Rong clan left by the fire ghost has been sent to the upper world. As for the underworld, it is still integrated as usual, snatching Chen Yu from time to time to practice."
Zhu Man has five thousand ghost soldiers under his command, and they are the main ones who refine the rampant soldiers. These vicious guys don't feel bad even if they are badly trained.
Tang Ping roughly sorted it out.
Including the two new wandering gods from the Rhino clan, there are eleven wandering gods in the underworld.
Among them, Zhang Qi, Xiong Ying, and Zhu Man occupy three seats. Like other foreign wandering gods, they pay verbal allegiance to the Wu family and will personally lead troops to fight in case of war.
The other forces, the Water Tribe, are basically with the Well God Jiaolong.
The Huanlong family works under Zongmu Guiwu.
The spies planted by other forces are getting old and dying.
The pattern of the underworld is basically like this.
After understanding the situation, Tang Ping went to Chu State.
He is looking for someone to inherit the crypt of Qunyushan Forest.
Meishan.
Plum blossoms bloom regardless of the season, and there are scattered houses under the trees. Many people take bait and practice in front of the houses.
The largest building on the top of the mountain is the altar, with arm-thick incense sticks burning all year round. The altar god is worshiped on the altar and there are dozens of large black altars surrounding the altar.
Under the largest plum blossom tree in front of the altar, sat a young man wearing a red robe, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, with a trace of vicissitudes of life between his eyebrows.
The yin energy forms clouds that linger around you, and green mist floats in the forest. You can see ghosts, gods, lions, tigers, leopards and other ghosts, gods and ferocious beasts.
A group of ferocious big black dogs stared at them with green eyes.
When these things see the black dog, they seem to see the leader, and they are all as well-behaved as kittens.
This person is Zhang Wulang of Meishan Sect.
The black dog is a spiritual beast trained by Zhang Wulang for hunting. He can understand human speech, has extremely high intelligence and a keen sense of smell.
The dog king, as huge as a tiger, lay beside Zhang Wulang, exhaling yin energy.
On the right side, there is a waterfall out of the mountain forest. An ape with long brown hair is sitting under the waterfall, letting the waterfall wash away. There are apes beside him, and there are also Yuan clan members not far away.
At this time, a figure appeared above the altar.
The yin energy gathered and was absorbed by the figure.
They gathered into a three-eyed ghost and god, and suddenly the sky over Meishan was covered with dark clouds.
Zhang Wulang regained consciousness, stood up and bowed down.
"God Lord Gui'an, I'm sorry for the poor hospitality, Lord God, what do you want me to do?" Zhang Wulang had known Tang Ping for many years, and he immediately got down to business after paying homage to him.
"There is a position for the God of the Yulin Mountains. Who do you think can take on the important role?"
(End of chapter)
