Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 477: The gradually gathering lines
Chapter 477 The gradually converging threads
It is obvious that this zombie demon's thinking is a bit simple now. He talks about everything he asks, and expresses his emotions, anger and fear directly. This may be the best opportunity for cooperation.
This is definitely not a good thing. The things committed in Jiangnan alone are of the kind that will never be redeemed. Who dares to trust us if we want to cooperate closely? What's more, it's also diaphragm. But taking advantage of this moment of simple thinking, it is precisely the key to solving the problem of the Spirit Clan, and we can talk about other things later.
After all, this guy is really strong. Even if he doesn't dare to use it, at least his knowledge of the spirit race is first-rate. Not to mention whether the problem of forbidden areas can be solved, it is completely feasible to at least make some exchanges with the spiritual clan who have lost their inheritance and obtain Yunyang Ye.
Once this guy regains his previous consciousness, he will be in big trouble again.
Without further delay, Zhao Changhe came out and said, "Arrange a carriage to take us to the Holy Mountain."
In fact, someone needs to lead the way, otherwise you won’t know where you are. Asking directly where you are is obviously confusing. How can an envoy not know where his destination is... Asking someone to arrange a vehicle seems to be greedy for comfort. It won't arouse suspicion.
The leader of the Spirit Tribe hurriedly ordered people to make arrangements. Han Wubing looked behind him and sighed.
I know how this guy got along so well. He looks big, but he is actually a real dog.
Batu is your brother, right?
Zhao Changhe turned to look at him, his expression became serious: "Just rest here and be careful."
Han Wubing said: "I'm not here."
Zhao Changhe was stunned, and Han Wubing continued directly: "Since I have the strength of a normal person thanks to your treatment, I will go into the barren mountains. Han has hands and feet, so he can live no matter what. Stay. It’s a confusing flaw here, and it may be detrimental to your next actions.”
Zhao Changhe looked at him deeply and said nothing, just clasped his fists and said goodbye.
Han Wubing also clasped his fists and bowed.
The carriage drove by. Zhao Changhe, Yue Hongling and others got on the carriage and went straight out of the village gate.
Yue Hongling opened the curtains and took a look. Han Wubing had disappeared outside the village, and he didn't know where he went. She put down the curtain and sighed, and whispered: "Are you really sure you can treat him? Based on my knowledge of martial arts, the possibility is too small. This is not a problem of damage to the meridians and Dantian, it is not just about the need to treat injuries... …but the foundation of martial arts is ruined.”
Zhao Changhe shook his head: "I'm not sure... I thought I had it before, but after checking my pulse, I lost confidence."
"But you don't tell him."
"He needs this confidence...I will definitely find a way for him." Zhao Changhe looked at the distant mountains: "This is not a world of martial arts, this is a world with gods and demons. Don't use martial arts principles for many things. Come on."
I am also asking the Corpse Demon in my spirit: "Abandoning the power and rebuilding it, do you have any ideas in ancient times?"
"Use Gu instead of recasting." The Corpse Demon said matter-of-factly: "What else do you want? Your mirror is broken. No matter how you replace it, it won't be the same as before. You see, I also need to find someone if I want to seize the body. What a body, can a goddess fight with her body..."
Poison?
Zhao Changhe shook his head and did not answer. The traditional Chinese thinking is different from that of the spirit race. The corpse demon takes it for granted. Zhao Changhe doesn't like this method, and Han Wubing probably won't like it either.
As an alternative, at least there is a guaranteed plan.
The most ideal thing is of course to find a magical skill...the magical skill of wedding clothes, the magic of changing the day, etc., that is the aesthetics of Chinese martial arts.
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"Sure enough, the Forbidden Land has sent an envoy again?" In the Holy Mountain, an old man heard the report and sighed: "We come around the Dragon Boat Festival every year, and the days are indeed almost the same. This year it came a little earlier."
"It seems that they came out to hunt down traitors earlier." The tribesman reported: "The envoy asked to pay attention to the swordsman in white. They did find it in Qianshe Village, and Sheshan and the others tentatively asked, what about the swordsman in white? None of them had the consciousness of being envoys, but were very surprised by the attitude of Sheshan and the others. Just from this comparison, it can be seen that the two men and one woman are real envoys. At least the swordsman in white is not here as an envoy."
The old man nodded: "Even if we are not here as an envoy, we are not allowed to interfere in the internal affairs of the forbidden area. We can just wait for the envoy to come and do as he orders."
The tribesman hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Can you think about it the other way around?"
The old man squinted his eyes: "What do you mean?"
"Why can't we cooperate with the traitors in the Forbidden Land, against his mother..."
"Silence!" the old man said sternly: "You know nothing about the power of gods and demons, and you are being bewitched and fanned by Sisi day by day. You are beyond stupid!"
The clan members were as silent as cicadas and did not dare to speak more, but in fact they were curled up in their hearts.
Who wants to be a slave...
Of course, only stubborn old immortals like you are willing to do it. In order to "not abandon the holy land" and "not betray our ancestors", dogs can do it.
Sisi knew that she could not resist the forbidden area, so she had to find another way out. She went through a lot of hard work to find another place to gain a foothold. Only the young faction in the clan could provide some support, not much, and none of the older faction agreed. .
Fortunately, Sisi has acquired the ancient swordsmanship inheritance, which can be regarded as a great contribution to the clan - this matter is very interesting. Today's Xia people's martial arts are considered by the Ling clan to be against the laws of their ancestors, and they are discarded as useless. Lu refused to learn; but he got the ancient sword technique, which is actually the same thing as the Xia people today. However, these old immortals thought it was okay. "They have indeed heard of this sword technique" and they didn't know it. What's growing in your head.
With this great achievement, Sisi took the position of the saint, and at least had a certain right to speak. Only then was she able to drag some young men and women out to test the waters, and she still had the power to trade materials in the clan.
But Sisi had just come to power not long ago, and her authority had not yet been established. Looking at the little sisters she brought out, they all thought she was a sister. They didn't see much of the majesty of the saint... and most of the men who were willing to go out with her admired her.
How to do this...
I heard that recently they have been aggressively recruiting other ethnic groups to expand their power, and for this purpose, they have borrowed food from the tribe... Not to mention why you have recruited other ethnic groups with the few people you brought, just saying that is unreliable. Can the little girls take care of such a big deal... No matter how you think about it, you can feel the hard work of the saint, but there is too little support from the clan.
Seeing the clansman hanging his head in silence, the old man knew that he might not be convinced yet. The old man also sighed and softened his tone: "You should know why we are called the Spirit Clan? Instead of the Miao and Yao Clan outside them?"
"Because we are connected to the spirits of all things and can communicate with powerful alien beasts, we can obtain blood connections from alien beasts, which not only strengthens the body, but also connects the bridge between heaven and earth. Gu is just one of the alien beasts, and it has become a Representative, our real holy beast is the ancient blood turtle." The tribesman said helplessly: "But elder, there are no strange beasts in the world. I heard that the blood turtle is even killed... Let's drive away snakes and tigers now..."
"Who told you that Xue Ao was killed!" The old man said sternly: "There is Xue Ao in the forbidden area, and that is the source of our worship and surrender!"
If you say this to the old diehards, they may all bow their heads and chant sutras. That is the ancient holy beast, the patron saint worshiped by the entire clan.
But the young tribesman still lowered his head to prevent the elders from seeing the disdain in his eyes.
You must be crazy... Our ancestors raised Xue Ao and were sacred beasts to protect the clan, but it does not mean that our ancestors are Xue Ao.
If a turtle is our ancestor, will we all become turtle sons?
He even felt a little worried.
Why use the title "Saint" instead of "Young Patriarch"?
Saint girls serve gods, which corresponds to the clan’s meaning of serving the spirits of ancestors and the gods of guardianship.
The old immortals seem to have determined that the Forbidden Land is the patron saint, at least the Xue Ao in the Forbidden Land is.
I don’t know whether they were afraid of being beaten and lost their bones, so they gave themselves a high-sounding excuse, or whether they really thought so. I can’t tell now. Maybe they even deceived themselves. .
The old immortals gave Sisi the position of a saint, but it was not necessarily a reward or encouragement. Most of them had a hidden hint: to make Sisi understand her position of serving the holy beast and honestly bow her head to the forbidden land.
It’s okay to be a slave yourself, but you have to follow the lead of the outstanding young people in the clan.
The young tribesman finally said nothing more and whispered: "I understand...The envoy is on the carriage, and the journey will take at most one day. What kind of ceremony can we prepare to welcome him?"
The old man said: "The first thing is to let Sisi come back. Is there any reason to welcome the Holy Envoy while the Holy Girl is not here?"
"The Saint has big things to do outside... It is said that she has gathered tens of thousands of people, and she is evenly matched with Heimiao..."
"Bring her back!"
"...Yes."
Over there, Zhao Changhe was admiring the scenery along the road in the carriage, looking at the looming mountains in the distance, secretly figuring out where Yunyang Mountain was.
But as I looked at it, I suddenly felt that the shape of the mountain looked familiar.
Yes, Xuanwu's "Illustrated Records of Mountains and Rivers" has drawn a map of this place... For places where the geography of the outside world is almost the same as that of the real world, most of the drawings in "Illustrated Records of Mountains and Rivers" are of no use.
This is likely to be its first stop.
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PS: Monthly ticket, monthly ticket, oh, oh, oh...