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Chapter 212: Entering the Land of the Rong People

"Grandma, what should we do now?"

Mrs. Taijiang looked at Guan Shuxian, the prisoner in front of her, with a certain ruthlessness on his wrinkled face.

"Ji Xian, go to Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain in person, give this letter from Lao Shen to Taoist Ran Deng, and tell him that Lao Shen has agreed. If Xiqi can become the master of the human race, he will hand over 30% of his luck.

Explain the teachings.”

As soon as Mrs. Taijiang finished speaking, Guan Shuxian opened his eyes wide and looked at his grandmother with some incredible eyes.

Nangong Shi could not understand luck, but he knew that this must be something that all the immortals wanted, and the price Xiqi had to pay must be huge.

"If my grandmother does this, her descendants will suffer endless disasters."

Uncle Guan suddenly became serious, and Mrs. Taijiang turned her head.

"If Xiqi does not exist, and the human race is strong or declining, what does it have to do with Xiqi?"

Guan Shuxian looked at Mrs. Taijiang in front of him and said, "Why don't you discuss this with your father?"

"What? Can your father object to what I say?"

Mrs. Taijiang's momentum flashed past, and although Guan Shuxian was unwilling to accept it, he still bowed his hand, took the letter, and went to Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain to kiss her.

Nangong Shi looked at the lonely back of the third young master and couldn't help but said, "The third young master is as smart as the fourth young master, but it's a pity..."

Mrs. Taijiang said disdainfully, "None of the descendants of the surname Ji are mediocre. Ji Xian's city is too deep, and at the same time he is ruthless and cunning. Do you think he can make the decision for Xiqi after harming Dan'er? What a joke!"

Mrs. Taijiang was aware of Guan Shuxian's little moves throughout the whole process, but she didn't say anything. He had already calculated that Ji Dan's trip was not in danger, and his life was not in danger. It was just a pity that he had lost San Yisheng, but it turned out to be difficult to come back.

But if Ji Xianming can be enlightened and Ji Dan can grow up, this incident will be more cost-effective than just being born with Sanyi.

"Nangong Shi, have you reached an agreement with the giants of the Lei Ze family?"

"Mrs. Taijiang, those giants are too greedy, and the second young master has been dealing with them. Only then did the guard Lei Ze agree to enter the hinterland of Guatai Mountain. At this time, he is still looking for the entrance to the treasure."

"The speed is too slow. It can't work without the blood of the Human King. Just wait, I'll think of a way."

After saying that, Mrs. Taijiang walked into the inner room, and after a while, she took out a porcelain vase and handed it to Nangong Shi.

Mrs. Taijiang said hoarsely, "This blood contains the blood left by Ji Chang's ninety-nine sons, especially the blood left by Boyikao, which is the most important. The effect is the same as the blood of the human king. You should use it as soon as possible."

Give this to Ji Fa."

When Nangong Shi saw that Mrs. Taijiang was obviously much older, which must have been caused by excessive consumption of national luck, Nangong Shi resigned.

"Everything I did was for Xiqi, even if it costs the human race, so what!"

"It's just that I don't have much time left. I originally wanted to see my son Ji Chang, but it seems I can't."

Mrs. Taijiang sighed. It turns out that she had just promoted the national destiny and got the blood of the king of future generations, which was similar to the blood of the human king. But because of this, her end was approaching and she might die soon.

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Precisely because she knew this, Mrs. Taijiang anxiously asked Ji Xian to go to Yuxu Palace to make peace with Chanjiao.



On the other side, Di Xin and his five people did not go to Xiqi, but looked west.

Looking around, the Guanlong area is worthy of being the granary of future generations. The low bushes and the land where the Yellow River recedes are quite fertile.

If the river problems here can be controlled, it will definitely be a rare granary.

It's a pity that at this time, the place was covered with a large number of water plants and no unique terraces were formed, which made Di Xin feel that this place was really wasted.

"The king looks disappointed, but is he bothered by the scenery here?"

Zhang Guifang was capable of both literary and military skills. Seeing the fertile land here, she immediately understood what Emperor Xin meant.

"It is a pity that we have lost these fertile fields. If we make good use of them, the human race will have nothing to worry about."

"According to legend, in ancient times, this place was not only the birthplace of Emperor Xi and Emperor Snail, but also the hometown of many human ancestors. However, it was later that it became unsuitable for the human race, so they moved away from this place."

Floods in the Yellow River have always been a headache, especially for the Yellow River that contains a lot of sediment. Floods were fought year after year, and the river course became more changeable. It was not until Emperor Yu that the floods were solved, but not many years later

, the course of the Yellow River has changed again.

Qinzhou, and even the entire Xiqi, are troubled by the Yellow River. It is because of this that the Qiang, Rong, Di and other ethnic minorities can survive here. They live in the grass, and they will settle wherever the water and grass are abundant. Gradually,

It actually developed and grew, and it became another serious problem for China.

"There is a Rong tribe over there, let's go over and have a look."

When you walk in and take a look, flying above is a Rong tribe with dogs as their totems.

"Inurong?!"

Unlike those human races in Beidi who believe in the Immortal Heaven, these Rong people believe in the most primitive totems, and this totem spirit will in turn help the Rong people survive.

For example, if the Rong people want to know where there are clean water sources, where the water and grass are abundant, and where there are dangers, the totem spirit will help them. This can be regarded as an alternative kind of practice.

"Your Majesty, Quanrong's nose is too sharp. If we get too close, we may be discovered."

Yuhua had dealt with Quanrong before, so he warned him.

Di Xin looked at the small Quanrong tribe, and a special kind of luck was floating in the sky above him. This was not national luck, but it was not luck. It seemed to be similar to the image of the dog on the totem flag.

Di Xin had excellent eyesight, and when he looked at the totem dog, the dog's head turned around and looked at Di Xin, and then the soldiers were in chaos.

"No, I was discovered."

The soul-killing flag was inserted directly into the ground, and then Yu Hua began to do it. After a while, black energy enveloped the area, darkening the nearby area.

As if feeling the danger, Rongren stopped immediately and looked at the black smoke warily from time to time.

An old priest came later. When he saw the black smoke, he immediately planted the totem flag of the Quanrong tribe on the ground, and then blew it towards the conch.

With the blowing of the conch, the totem flag automatically moved without wind, and suddenly a strong wind suddenly blew away the black smoke.

Such a strange scene shocked Yu Hua. This was the first time he encountered someone who broke through the black smoke of his Soul-Slaying Banner.

The black fog dissipated, and the Rong people cautiously walked in. Zhang Guifang, Su Quanzhong, and Xu Fang all took out their weapons and prepared to fight.

Di Xin smiled and said, "We need to leave quickly at this time and cannot stay here. Just watch."

Then Di Xin's eyes changed, and layers of dark purple samsara eyes appeared.

“All kinds of things!!”

The Rong people only felt that the world was spinning, as if they were caught in an endless rotation, and countless black hands were grabbing their arms and thighs.

This frightened the Rong people, and they all used their knives to attack the black hands, but no matter how many times they struck, the black hands were still there.

"Illusion?!"

The old priest was well-informed. When he saw the Rong people holding weapons and killing each other, he immediately pointed at the totem flag with both hands.

"Crack!"

The totem flag was suddenly broken and fell to the ground, causing a burst of dust.

"What!"


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