Chapter 477 Gradually Converging Lines

It's obvious that this zombie demon's thinking is a bit simple now. He talks about his emotions, anger and fear in a straightforward manner. 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 ado, 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 on an envoy not know where his destination is... He would not ask someone to arrange a vehicle as if he just wants to be comfortable. Arousing 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 with a serious look on his face: "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 to the barren mountain. Han has hands and feet, so he can live no matter what. Why stay here? It’s all a confusing flaw, and it may be detrimental to your next actions.”

Zhao Changhe looked at him deeply, said nothing, just said goodbye with clasped fists.

Han Wubing also cupped his fists and bowed.

A carriage drove by, and 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 it was possible before, but after checking the 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 of gods and demons. Don't use martial arts principles to apply many things. "

In his mind, he was also asking the Corpse Demon: "Do you have any ideas in ancient times to waste your energy and rebuild it?"

"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 a good body if I want to seize the body. , can the body of a goddess be used to fight..."

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 magic skill...the magic 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?" An old man in the Holy Mountain heard the report and sighed: "We come here around the Dragon Boat Festival every year. The days are indeed almost the same, and this year it comes a little earlier."

"Earlier, it seems that they came out to hunt down the traitors." 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 asked tentatively, but the swordsman in white did not do anything. The envoy's self-awareness made him very surprised at Sheshan's attitude. From this comparison, it can be seen that the two men and one woman are the 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 cannot 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 narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"Why can't we cooperate with the traitors in the Forbidden Land? It's 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 incited by Sisi day by day. You are beyond stupid!"

The tribesmen 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 even if you want to "not abandon the Holy Land" and "not betray your ancestors".

Sisi knew that she couldn't resist the forbidden area, so she had to find another way out. She tried hard to find another place to establish a foothold. Only the young faction in the clan had some support, but 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 Spirit Clan to be against the laws of their ancestors, and they refuse to abandon them like worn-out shoes. However, they managed to obtain ancient sword techniques, which are actually the same as those of the Xia people today. However, these old immortals thought that this was okay. "They have indeed heard of this sword technique," and they didn't know what was going on in their heads. of what.

With this great achievement, Sisi took the position of the saint, and at least had a certain right to speak. Only then could she 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 has just taken office and has not established her authority. Looking at the little sisters she brought out, they still treat her as a sister, and the majesty of the saint is not seen much... and most of the men who are willing to go out with her are admiring her.

How can you do things like this...

I heard that you have recently recruited other tribes to expand your power, and even borrowed food from the tribe... Let's not talk about how you recruited other forces with the few people you brought, just think about whether those unreliable little girls can manage such a big mess... No matter how you think about it, you can feel the hard work of the saint, but there is too little support from the tribe.

Seeing that the tribe member bowed his head and said nothing, the old man knew that he might not be convinced in his heart. The old man also sighed and slowed down his tone: "You should know why we are called the Spirit Clan? Instead of the Miao and Yao Clan outside?"

"Because we can communicate with the spirits of all things, we can communicate with powerful beasts, and get blood connections from the beasts, which can not only strengthen our bodies, but also connect the heaven and earth. Gu is just one of the beasts, and it has become a representative because of its wide range of uses. Our real sacred beast is the ancient blood turtle." The tribe member said helplessly: "But elder, there are no more beasts in the world. I heard that the blood turtle was even killed... We are now driving snakes and tigers..."

"Who told you that the blood turtle was killed!" The old man said sternly: "There is a blood turtle in the forbidden area, that is the source of our worship!"

If these words are heard by the old stubborn people, they may all bow their heads and chant scriptures. That is an ancient sacred beast, the patron saint worshipped by the whole tribe.

But the young tribe member still lowered his head to prevent the elder from seeing the disdain in his eyes.

Psycho... Our ancestors raised blood turtles and used them as sacred beasts to protect the tribe, but it does not mean that our ancestors are blood turtles.

Taking a turtle as the ancestor, are we all turtle sons?

He even had some worries in his heart.

Why use the title of "Saintess" instead of "Young Clan Leader"?

Saintess is a god-serving one, which corresponds to serving the spirits of ancestors and the guardian gods in the clan.

And the old immortals seem to have determined that the forbidden land is the guardian god, at least the blood turtle in the forbidden land is.

I don't know whether they were scared of being beaten and had no bones, so they found a high-sounding reason for themselves, or they really believed it. It's hard to tell now, maybe they even deceived themselves.

The old immortals gave Sisi the position of Saintess, but it was not necessarily a reward and encouragement. Most of them also hid a hint: let Sisi recognize her position of serving the holy beast and honestly bow down to the forbidden land.

It's okay to be a slave, but you have to follow the excellent young people in the clan.

The young tribesman finally stopped talking and whispered, "I know... The envoy is in the carriage. The journey will take at most one day. What ceremony should we prepare to welcome him?"

The old man said, "First of all, let Sisi come back. How can we welcome the Holy Envoy without the Holy Maiden?"

"The Holy Maiden has something important to do outside... It is said that she has gathered tens of thousands of people and can fight against the Black Miao..."

"Let her come back!"

"...Yes."

Over there, Zhao Changhe was enjoying the scenery along the way in the carriage, looking at the mountains looming in the distance, secretly calculating where Yunyang Mountain was.

But as he looked at it, he suddenly felt that the shape of this mountain range was a little familiar.

Yes, Xuanwu's "Mountain and River Atlas" has drawn a map of this place... For places where the geography of the outside world is almost the same as that of the present world, most of the drawings in the "Mountain and River Atlas" are still useless.

This may be its first stop.

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