After Bai Zhi left, Zhou Xing began to concentrate on his cultivation.
His upper Dantian has been expanded by 85% and is still 15% away from reaching perfection.
For three days in a row, Zhou Xing indulged in ascetic practice.
And he drank all the Qi Gathering Pills he received from the White Lotus Sect believers.
If he hadn't started practicing at the age of thirteen, he would be three years behind others.
Otherwise, Zhou Xing would have already reached the Qi Gathering Realm by this time.
Suddenly, at a certain time today.
Zhou Xing felt something in his heart and looked up in a certain direction of Shiwanda Mountain.
He vaguely sensed that there seemed to be an extra building there that was connected to his mind.
Zhou Xing closed his eyes, and the image of a temple appeared in his mind.
The temple is three feet high and covers an area of dozens of square meters. There is a statue of him inside, and there are three pillars of incense inserted under the statue.
The temple is located deep in Shiwanda Mountain.
But the strange thing is,
Zhou Xingyuan was in Zhoujia Village, but he could see the scenes around the temple through some kind of connection.
"Is this my temple?"
"Is there any need to ask? We are competing with guns. I don't know whether the gun on the waist of the beautiful lady is more powerful, or the gun on the crotch of the attendant?"
Hahahaha, in the darkness, there was a burst of extreme laughter.
The laughter stopped abruptly.
"Hey, why are you stabbing me? You stab me again and you fall out. I'm going to go and you stab me again. Ah, Pei...Pelelelei...um!"
Hong Cheng stood there, his palm-sized face covered with frost, and his child-like body filled with murderous intent.
Hong Cheng flipped his wrist, and two guns magically appeared in his palm.
Hong Cheng gritted his teeth and said: "I have never seen his gun, but you will see my gun soon."
"Ah, spare my life!"
In the darkness, continuous gunshots rang out.
Zhou Xing, who was sleeping numbly, turned over and muttered: "It's so noisy, so noisy."
"I think, therefore I am." The officer in a green military uniform walked up to him and said this with firm will in his clear eyes.
On his chest was a vivid "Python-opened-nu Qing" badge, which was the emblem of the imperial marshal's personal army, the Dragon Bone Python Camp, and he was none other than Lei Bingying, the commander of the Python Camp.
He was also the younger brother of Lei Bicheng, the leader of the Ben Lei Army, one of the Twelve Fire Armies. He was also a member of the Ben Lei Army, but he went home to visit relatives during the war and missed the shocking bloody battle. He regrets it to this day.
He couldn't fight side by side with his elder brother, and wished he could die on the battlefield as a member of the Flooding Fire Army.
After Zhou Xing and the others were expelled by the Divine Covenant, a group of 3,000 extraordinary exotic Hun wolf riders tried to take advantage of the chaos to cross the border and seize the Ghost Killing Pass. After the black wolf found out, they stood guard in front of the border monument and breathed a sigh of relief.
Killed hundreds of knights in a row.
Zhou Xing opened his eyes, and there was an inexplicable color in his eyes.
Not long after, Bai Zhi came back.
"Master, the temple has been built, please give yourself and me a title?"
Bai Zhi knelt on the ground and asked for instructions.
Zhou Xing pondered for a while and said:
"I'll call you Yuanshi Tianzun, and you'll be called Queen Mother of the West. Also, don't kneel down when you see me in the future."
"As commanded."
Bai Zhi stood up and said.
Zhou Xing nodded with satisfaction and asked again:
"Xiaobai, can the shrine in Zhoujia Village be transformed into our own shrine?"
If you want to get incense, you must spread the shrine.
And right now, there happens to be a perfect place to place a shrine.
That is Zhoujiacun.
The deity enshrined in the Zhoujiacun shrine is Zhou Xing’s enemy, the Holy Mother of White Lotus, and she was the one to be targeted.
Zhou Xing still woke up.
In front of him stood a group of wounded soldiers, each with one to three bloody holes in their body.
Fortunately, the gunshot wound was caused by a 7.62mm ordinary bullet, not a 12.7mm heavy bullet.
Zhou Xing was startled: "Who fired the shot? Hong Cheng?"
A group of wounded soldiers were even more frightened. They pointed at me and me, and vividly described a chaotic battle to him. Anyway, it was just a sentence, we ourselves dog bites dog, regardless of the "gentle and lovely" Hong Cheng.
This kind of gunshot wound is difficult to treat. Although the injuries are not critical, the 7.62mm bullet will explode after hitting the professional's body, making it particularly troublesome to remove the bullet fragments.
Zhou Xing watched helplessly as they were anesthetized and crying, while several female soldiers held scalpels and tweezers, scratching, poking, and pulling at their bodies.
The picture is terrible!
After all this tossing, it was dawn.
After lunch, Zhou Xing saw Hong Cheng. Hong Cheng changed his previous enthusiasm, his little face looked at everyone but not at him.
However, the opponent is generally good at fighting and is equipped with the evil blood wedge like the blood thorns used in the bloody battle of Yangguan. Although it is far less terrifying than before, it still exploded with considerable combat power, and once allowed Hei Lang to use
Unable to hold on, the Mangzi Battalion arrived and joined forces with the Black Wolf to strangle the 3,000-man wolf cavalry at the border.
"Six years, exactly six years. You have been lurking around those 'nobles' for six years! In the past, you were the proudest person in the Tiger and Leopard Army. As the deputy general, you were also the best and most outstanding one among the twelve armies.
, If it hadn’t been for that bloody battle, I’m afraid you would have already broken through to the realm of heaven and humans and ranked on the Qingyun Ranking.” Lei Bingying looked up to the sky and sighed. In the past, their Ben Lei Army always regarded the Tiger and Leopard Army as their formidable enemy, and he and Yang Zhuan also defeated each other respectively.
As sympathetic rivals and friends, the two of them are each other's mentors and friends, whether in terms of spiritual progress or leadership. They compete with each other, teach each other, and encourage each other.
But in a bloody battle, half a lifetime of hard work was ruined.
They have nothing left, their best friends, brothers, dreams, hopes... everything has turned into dust!
It's just that Yang Zhuan is unwilling to give in. The desire for revenge is burning in his heart like a fire, and it is also burning in the hearts of every old man. After understanding the character and military spirit of Liuhuo, everyone can no longer compromise.
So he found those noble people at all costs, even at the cost of lowering his identity, dirtying his hands that once held the sword and flag, and burying his proud head in the stinking mud, just to get closer to those noble people.
A little, a little closer, see their faces clearly, and then chop off their heads!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It is possible, but this approach is tantamount to digging up the other party's roots and will arouse the other party's anger. When the time comes for him to take revenge..."
Bai Zhi didn't finish what he said, but the meaning was obvious.
It can be done, but the risk is high.
"Can you sense the strength of Our Lady of White Lotus?"
Zhou Xing suddenly asked.
Bai Zhi nodded and said: "Judging from the shrine in the center of the village, the opponent's strength should have reached the middle stage of foundation building."
The middle stage of foundation building.
Seems a bit tricky.
But Zhou Xing had to change the shrine in Zhoujia Village no matter what.
Letting the life and death of Zhoujiacun be in the hands of the Holy Mother of White Lotus is not what Zhou Xing is happy to see.
He has heard,
Because some villages offended the gods, the gods did not protect them when the evil wind came, and no one in the village survived.
In the future, Zhou Xing is very likely to face off against the Holy Mother of White Lotus.
Therefore, just in case, it is best to replace the shrines in the village in advance.
"Xiao Bai, is there a way to replace the shrine in the village without disturbing the White Lotus Virgin?"
Zhou Xing felt that he really missed something last night.
To be honest, Zhou Xing felt extremely regretful. He wanted to say to Hong Cheng again, "Beauty, tell me another joke tonight? I promise to only do...", and it will never be worse than...
After hesitating for a while, Zhou Xing finally did not dare.
He was afraid that Hong Cheng would take out his pistol again and make several bloody holes in his body.
The team set out again to search for the shadow of the beast.
This day, still nothing.
This shows the disadvantages of the Violent Tiger Legion.
The profession in the legion is too single, that is, psionic warriors. If there are psionic warlocks who specialize in reconnaissance, such as beast whisperers and rangers, the efficiency will be completely different. There is no use like now, all search is done
Eye.
It wasn't until the third day that the team finally discovered the clue.
"Captain, look." A soldier pointed to a pile of excrement on the ground: "White feces, with undigested hair and bones in it. This is wolf feces. I am a local. There are no wolves here. So it must be a phantom.
Wolf droppings."
"I only hope that the spirits of the deceased can rest in peace. What I, Yang Zhuo, have done is nothing. Compared with those who really left, it is worthless, but... I hope, I hope you can..." Yang Zhuo said
I'm a little choked up here, and a little bitter, "I hope you can tell the young marshal after the dust settles, I, Yang Zhuan, have not rebelled! Not even for a moment! I am still his trustworthy lieutenant! Worth his support.
brother!"
"I will, I will definitely do this... You are our most proud hero!" Lei Bingying nodded heavily.
"How are the soldiers and civilians in the city? Although there are no real civilians here anymore, most of them have been replaced by our people. I have killed all the people who infiltrated from the other side. In order to make this scene
, they have to use secret needles to seal their own valves and pretend to be dead. This is very dangerous. If they fail to enter the nearest underground fortress before the fierce battle between me and the young commander begins, I am afraid that even if they recover, they will not be able to survive."
Yang Zhuo asked.
"It's okay. The secret needle was tested repeatedly before use, and the action time was accurate, enough for them to enter the underground fortress." Lei Bingying shook his head and said.
Zhou Xing expressed concern.
When Bai Zhi heard this, he replied: "Yes, there is, but there is some trouble. We have to make a shrine and then replace the shrine in the village."
Replacing the shrine sounds like a good idea.
But the key point is that Zhou Xing doesn't know how to make shrines.
"Xiaobai, can you make a shrine?"
Zhou Xing asked.
Bai Zhi immediately shook his head.
Zhou Xing felt a little regretful.
If he has his own shrine, he can place it in the village.
In this way, even if you are thousands of miles away, you can know immediately when something is in trouble in the village.
Therefore, Xiaobai was sent to use the shrine as a location and teleport to protect the village.
In this way, Zhou Xing, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai can travel far.
Zhou Xing was really worried about the safety of the villagers.
Bai Zhi seemed to see what Zhou Xing was thinking, so he said:
"Master, although I am defeated by the White Lotus Virgin, I am proficient in the art of space. Even if I cannot defeat you, the other party will never try to trap me."
"Moreover, we only rob him of a shrine, so he won't have to fight us desperately."
"Furthermore, the Holy Mother of White Lotus itself seems to have been targeted by certain entities, and her true form may not dare to be sent out."
Hearing this, Zhou Xing raised his eyebrows and asked:
"The Holy Mother White Lotus also has an enemy?"
The team immediately set up a battle formation and conducted a blanket search.
But from noon until night, there was still no sign of the wolves.
In the evening, the team came to a farm. Hong Cheng ran to ask for directions, and when he came out he said excitedly: "The farmer here, Uncle Cao Ke, is a retired Violent Tiger Corps non-commissioned officer. He invited us to live in the farm."
A group of people immediately cheered.
Finally, I have a bed to sleep on, hot water to take a shower, and can eat stir-fried vegetables.
Hong Cheng led the team to the main house.
After entering, there was no one.
"Uncle, uncle." Hong Cheng shouted.
The bedroom door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in his fifties with half-white hair walked out. He was dressed in a military uniform, wearing the uniform of a sergeant of the Violent Tiger Legion, except that his epaulettes were removed.
"Comrade Lieutenant!" Hong Cheng playfully saluted with a military salute.
Uncle Cao Ke returned the military salute seriously, then he laughed and hugged Zhou Xing and others.
"Welcome, welcome!" He smiled heartily.
"I have raised two hundred sheep, and I will slaughter five of them tonight. Everyone is on a mission, so I don't dare serve them wine, but I can take care of the meat!"
Zhou Xing quickly said no, but no one could stop the uncle's enthusiasm. He would be really angry if he couldn't.
So the team enjoyed a sumptuous whole-sheep feast.
I have to say that the taste of sheep freshly pulled out of the sheepfold and slaughtered can be described in one word: delicious!
In the evening, Uncle Cao Ke took Hong Cheng and Zhou Xing to eat roast lamb.
The uncle drank a lot of wine and became very talkative:
"What a strange beast, hey, it's a pity that I didn't see it when I was serving. Otherwise, I tell you, let alone the phantom wolf, it is the diamond ape. Uncle, I would also treat it like a monkey!"
"Don't laugh, uncle, I was the first in the team during the army competition. Unfortunately, I only got runner-up in the finals. The champion was a third-level professional, and I was only at the peak of first-level. You say he is the only one?
Third-level professionals do not participate in the non-commissioned officer competition, but come to participate in the soldier competition. Damn, I don’t follow martial ethics!"
"That's good, but those nobles are really very generous, and they can actually reach out to the Western Continent. I'm afraid they also have some secret transactions and relationships with the Elders of the Western Continent, which can drive them to do something as terrifying as the 'White Tiger's Mischief'"
The God of War was sent here without anyone noticing, and that Xiao Bai was the famous 'White Ghoul' of Black-footed Cats in the Western Continent. Countless people were killed under his hands, and he would never let it happen so easily.
The ground was dead. After the young marshal left, I checked the crater where the man was killed. I only found a pile of broken Martial God fragments, but not his body. He must have escaped. This man must be followed closely.
, I'm afraid he has gone back to that noble man." Yang Zhuan nodded and brought up another thing.
"Well, the Dragon Bone Army and the Beehive are keeping a close eye on these noble people day and night. They have indeed discovered that the Langya Li family and someone in the Xilu Elders Association have had unusual secret meetings and unknown fund flows in recent years. There are also people in this regard.
Track the inspector secretly, and once the time is right, we will catch them all." Lei Bingying said.
"Is Xu Xu okay?" Yang Zhuan asked again.
"She is okay. During the bloody purge arranged by the nobles five years ago, although you secretly saved her, you also allowed us to arrange a good alternative identity and life for her."
