Chapter 115: Quren, Thunderbolt, Xuanjiao, Life and Death
As a good friend, he is also the person who knows Elder Zhan best.
Situ knew that beneath his calm appearance was a fiery heart.
In his early years, he was not like this. He had a fiery temper and hated evil, and his reputation resounded throughout the Eastern Wilderness. Now he just restrains that temper and keeps it in his heart. It is like an active volcano that may erupt at any time. No one knows when.
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Therefore, Situ softened his tone and said with a smile: "Recently, I have discovered that we and other people in the wilderness are still too conservative. The endless spiritual objects in the wilderness were only exchanged for a few spiritual stones, but they were resold by those merchants for sky-high prices. I heard that you have been very conservative recently.
Yanbu was able to get a large amount of spiritual stones with just a few treasure bags, which is a good deal."
When Elder Zhan heard what he said, he finally showed a smile and said, "I just got it by accident."
"I'm going to Dongtu now. I have some ideas."
Situ said: "Since the things in the wilderness are so popular with the Eastern natives, why not build a branch temple there and set up a market for people to buy and sell."
When Elder Zhan heard this, he thought about the four-sided desolate statue standing on the nine-story high platform and the scene of the camp he had just seen, to see if this was possible.
After a long time, he finally said: "That's okay."
"In that case, this time you will bring some Quren and Perak Xuanjiao there, and cut out a section of the Tree of Life and Death to plant in the branch temple. Although I can see the scenery there, it is not as convenient as the Tree of Life and Death."
Elder Zhan nodded and said, "The matter of the wilderness will be left to you."
It is like a thorn that clings to others.
Placed on the city wall, it can be used for protection.
Once someone touches it, Qu Ren will immediately spit out the poisonous stings wrapped in the seeds, making it difficult for people to guard against. It is the best weapon to defend the city. If we go to the east to build a branch temple, it is impossible to lay a supreme killer in the capital of Great Xia.
Formation, kill him until he bleeds like a river. I can only use this as a warning. If you don't listen, what will happen next.
Perak black horn is a specialty of cattle head.
This kind of Thunderbolt Black Horn is like the black super-large Mars fruit in Gongliang's previous life. Once mature, it will explode and eject countless gold and iron-like seeds. Those who are affected will either be injured or die. The most important thing is this Thunderbolt Black Horn.
It is a heterogeneous spiritual strain. After being cultivated, spiritual consciousness will be born. Like a spiritual pet, it will be commanded by others.
This thing has always been one of Niu Tou's weapons in his wars.
It can be said that the great reputation of Niutou in the northern wilderness of the Great Wilderness is partly due to the contribution of Pili Xuanjiao.
The tree of life and death is even more mysterious and bizarre.
This is a low-level sacred tree, and its branches are very precious. Once the branches break away from the tree body, they will try their best to find them back until the life of the branches is lost and they can no longer be sensed.
If it cannot be retrieved, and the branch that breaks away from the tree sprouts and grows into a new tree, it will be like its own child, always thinking about it and always in touch with it.
Based on this characteristic, the desert people used the tree of life and death as a means of long-distance communication.
Although Situ has extraordinary skills, nothing can be more convenient and labor-saving than the Tree of Life and Death.
Elder Zhan quickly prepared everything, took the ministers and elders, and thousands of tiger warriors sat on the sacred tree sky boat to pierce the void, and flew quickly towards the east soil.
The sacred wood sky boats are made from the remains of ancient sacred trees. There are a total of twelve boats in the temple, and three boats are sent out this time, which shows how much attention they attach to this industry.
Elder Zhan and other ministers sat in the boat with their eyes closed and meditative. Thousands of tigers stood tall and proud, facing the endless strong wind that kept blowing beside the sacred tree boat. They showed no expression. The desolate man was never afraid of any challenge. In this world
, there are only desolate people who died in battle, not desolate people who cried for survival.
Dahuang is different from sects, with clear levels of hierarchy.
But they are also divided into warriors, elites, sharp warriors, and tiger warriors based on their bravery.
Warriors, that is, those who dare to fight in the tribe, are divided into high, middle and low levels.
Generally, people who have not yet entered the cave will not be able to obtain this title unless they have killed wild beasts; elites are the elites who have advanced to the cave. Only when they become elite can they go out to practice and experience. This is the beginning of life; sharp warriors are also
It is the elite, the elite among the elites. Only the experienced elites can have such a title.
Tiger Ben, unless one has experienced the killing field of life and death, would not think of Huben. He has always been the most mysterious existence in the temple.
Historically, people in the wilderness have only heard of his name but never seen his person.
In fact, these titles were not created by the Great Wilderness, but were the classifications made by the Wilderness people based on their own circumstances after returning from their experiences in the East.
As for the division of cultivation levels, that is another matter.
In Gongliang's previous life, there was a saying of "learning from the barbarians to control the barbarians", and what the Huang people did was similar, but the part of learning from the barbarians was more prominent, and it was of no use to control the barbarians.
A distance of thousands of miles can be reached in one day.
Elites from various tribes in the Great Wilderness fought their way up the mountains, broke through the peaks, and entered the ancient sect.
This ancient sect seemed to be a beast-controlling sect, with countless birds and beasts. When the elites of the wilderness attacked, they could only see birds chirping in the sky and beasts roaring everywhere. The elites of the wilderness had killed countless ferocious birds and beasts in the wilderness.
, facing these birds and beasts, not only was he not afraid, but he was very excited, and they all rushed over in one hula.
The female bird part moved the flames and burned them forward.
The Rain Division uses the water method to turn into sharp thorns and sharp knives, and stabs forward.
The bull-headed men hung up their sharp-horned blood flags, blew their horns of bloody battle, and charged with great axes in their hands.
Shibu commanded the triceratops mounts to form a battle formation, step by step, and move forward quickly.
Da Yanbu summoned the beast soul, waved his weapon, roared and ran forward.
The elites of the Great Wilderness were all extremely brave, crushing forward with unparalleled might.
In the sky, the golden-winged Dapeng eagle chick chirped for a long time, flapped its wings and pounced on a black eagle. It broke off both wings of the black eagle, put it into the storage ring, and then pounced on the next target.
Go, it wants to catch more and then show it to its mother.
Gongliang sat on the black mammoth and ran forward with the big man who was almost going crazy from being suffocated in the space.
The ground shook and the mountains shook, and wherever it passed, all the beasts that stood in front of it were stabbed to death by Dorje's hooked tusks.
Mi Gu stood proudly on Dad's shoulders, spitting out mouthfuls of saliva, and beasts fell to the ground with poison, among which were extraordinary monsters.
Gongliang had no choice but to sit on the black mammoth and help pack things.
Yuan Gungun sat on it, but he took out the Jasper Bamboo and shouted "Haha". Unfortunately, it was of no use, because it didn't even go down. It was very dangerous to go down, there were so many beasts, so many desert people, if you were accidentally bitten or stepped on
, that’s not to kill the panda. It’s chubby and not that stupid.
Breaking through the ancient sect, the elites of the wilderness are not satisfied yet.
Because the ancient sect was located deep in the mountains and there were many ferocious birds and beasts, they simply stayed for a while and killed them before moving on to the next target.
In addition to the culprit, there are three mountains and seven sects in refining the Huangren Pill. Except for the three mountains, which are relatively powerful, the others are ordinary sects.
The elites of the Great Wilderness attacked in one fell swoop and killed all those harmful people.
When they returned to Dragon City, each and every one of the desolate people had made a lot of money. The pockets that had been destitute because of inviting the desolate god to come suddenly became full again.
But the one who makes the most money is Gongliang. He has a golden-winged roc eagle on top, and black mammoth Dorje and Migu on his bottom. Wherever he passes, all spiritual things are taken into his space. Sometimes it is not just spirituality.
, even slightly hard objects, which he can see clearly, will be picked up completely by him, which can be said to be scraped three feet off the ground.
To say that he earns less than others with this kind of behavior is simply blind, and he deserves to be struck by lightning.
"Gongliang, what do you think of my bird?"
On the way back to Longcheng, the imperial capital of Daxia, Damu asked Gongliang while holding the young chick from the ancient sect.
Ever since the elites of the Great Wilderness saw the golden-winged Dapeng eagle chicken display its power, they all became extremely envious and hoped to own such a raptor that could be used for fighting and riding. But these people never thought about it.
, how many birds can be like a chicken, with extraordinary blood.
Gongliang looked at it and said, "It's okay."
"Wu Qi, how about my horned rhinoceros?"
The small-eyed Xiong Shisan of the Fu Xiong Department grabbed the horned rhinoceros by its hind legs, and ignored its whining and asked the elite leader of the Rain Division.
Wu Qi has a very good personality. He observed it carefully and said, "Not bad."
Xiong Shisan laughed so hard that his mouth split open. He did not plan to raise this horned rhinoceros himself, but to sell it. There were many water rhinoceros in the Rain Division, so he was familiar with this area. Since he said it was good, it must be good, it must be