Hai Long looked at Zhi Shui's face and felt a strange feeling in his heart. At this time, Zhi Shui seemed much more humane. His previous resentment towards her had disappeared. Instead, he felt a little guilty about what happened that day. He sighed softly.
He said, "Yes! How can we still find the way now? If it doesn't work, we can only fly to the sky and look for it again."
Zhisui shook his head and said, "Have you not learned a lesson from the experience of the three dragons? Maybe the dragon is still looking for us nearby. Once it flies into the sky, it will be easily discovered by it. I'm afraid you won't be so lucky.
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Hai Long thought to himself, "The three-headed dragon will not attack. It is in my Qiankun Ring now. But of course you can't say that. Just when he was hesitating about how to find Piao Miao, the red dragon's voice sounded again, "You idiot.
You don’t know how to deal with such a simple thing. Don’t you know that the three-headed bug has lived around here for tens of thousands of years? Doesn’t it also recognize it?”
Hai Long suddenly understood and tentatively called the three-headed dragon in his heart, "Brother three-headed, can I trouble you..."
The helpless voice of the three-headed dragon sounded, "Okay, just follow my instructions."
Hai Long was overjoyed and hurriedly said to Zhishui, "Sister, I have a solution. Piao Miao and I have a connection deep in our hearts. As long as we follow this connection, we will definitely find them."
Zhi Shui was not excited because she could find Piao Miao and others. Instead, her heart felt a little silent. She found that whenever she thought about the relationship between Hai Long and Piao Miao, her heart would feel inexplicably painful. She nodded and said, "Lead the way."
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Hai Long did not understand his current mood. His heart was filled with longing for Piaomiao, and he quickly flew away in one direction under the fingers of the three-headed dragon...
Yi tribe.
The Yi people are one of the few peace-loving aliens in southern Xinjiang. Their people are simple in character. They live in the edge of southern Xinjiang near the Zhao and Song Dynasties. The Yi people live in wooden houses built by themselves in the mountains. They usually rely on silkworm raising and
Planting some crops for a living, and wild fruits and animals in the forests of southern Xinjiang are also their food sources. The Yi people are small in number, with a total of only more than 20,000 people. At the same time, those large ethnic groups with millions of people are simply incomparable.
Because they are not aggressive, they are constantly being squeezed out, and now they can only live a hard life on the edge of southern Xinjiang. But they are not dissatisfied because of the hardship of life. They always believe that God will bless kind people like them.
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In the largest courtyard in the center of the Yi tribe, Piao Miao kept pacing anxiously back and forth. Hongzhi, Ji Ling and the Huang Han brothers and sisters all had solemn expressions on their faces. Piaomiao was the first to clear the way after placing a ban that day. She continued to advance through thorns and obstacles. Hongzhi
, Ji Ling followed closely. The three-headed dragon's shock to Piaomiao was so great that it made her feel very confused. She thought that no matter how hard the three-headed dragon was, she could still hold on for a while even if she imposed the restraint he placed before leaving. It was enough for her.
It was time for these people to escape. When one of them ran out, she used her spiritual sense to feel that there was no threat around her before she stopped. But when she turned around and looked around, she was shocked because only Hongzhi, Ji Ling and
Huang Han, Hailong and Zhishui Hongfei disappeared unexpectedly. Hongzhi, Ji Ling and the others only found out that Hailong and Zhishui had not followed them until they stopped. Everyone was immediately anxious and without any hesitation, they risked being attacked by the three-headed dragon.
They might have turned around to look for them. But the roads in the mountains and forests of southern Xinjiang were complicated and how could they easily find their way back after running for so long? They didn't return to the lake until dawn. Piaomiao endured the sadness in her heart and decided to go to the Yi tribe first to ask for help.
The Yi people helped them. With the token they left for her, she easily gained the trust of the Yi people in this tribe. But when they came out of their previous encounter, the Yi people refused to take them to the lake.
.Because the three-headed dragon is the self-recognized protector of the Yi people. At first, the Qiang people invaded the Yi people's only land several times, but they were scared away by the three-headed dragon. In people's hearts, the three-headed dragon is definitely like a god.
How could they dare to offend ordinary beings? In desperation, Piaomiao had no choice but to ask the chief of the Yi tribe to send people to search in the mountains and forests in the hope of finding some clues. However, several days have passed and there has been no news. The Yi people brought back yesterday
It was reported that a clearing where the forest had completely disappeared was found more than ten miles away from the lake, as if fire from heaven had once descended. When Piaomiao and others heard the news, their hearts sank to the bottom. They all understood that if they were facing Shanghai Longhe Zhi,
Water has no chance of surviving in front of the three-headed dragon. Although the Yi people are still helping them search for it, their hearts are already cold.
Her ethereal eyes were a bit demented, and her beautiful face was devoid of any sparkle. She had lost the one she loved the most. Now her heart was filled with mixed emotions and was so cold that she could no longer describe it as pain.
The courtyard door opened and a middle-aged man in his forties walked in. He was wearing a bright Yi costume and a hat with three golden pheasant feathers on his head. This man had an average appearance but looked very kind. Behind him were four people.
The Yi young man who looked a little tired. As soon as he saw them coming in, his dull eyes suddenly flashed with excitement and he flew up to meet them and asked, "How is Chief Rini? Do you have any clues?"
Ri Ni sighed helplessly, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, senior. The mountains and forests in southern Xinjiang are vast. We have searched all over the area but there is no news. I'm really sorry."
Piaomiao's excited expression suddenly turned slumped, and she stood there with her pretty face whitened, her whole body trembling slightly.
Ri Ni looked at the charming face in front of him that fascinated him and sighed softly, "Senior, don't worry, I will definitely send someone to look for her again."
Piaomiao laughed miserably and choked up, "Can I not be anxious? I even lost my husband. Can I not be anxious? The three-headed dragon has a strength close to that of an immortal beast. I'm afraid it's hard for them to survive. It's all my fault. If I had done that at that time
If you're not so confused, you won't get lost with them. If everyone gets together, at least we can still fight. Hai Long, did you just go like this? It's all my fault. Long, as long as you can come back, even if it costs me my life, I will
willing."
"How can I be willing to sacrifice my life for you, my good wife? As long as you are never separated from me, I will be satisfied."
The light flashed mistyly and she rose from the ground amidst the exclamation. The breath was so familiar that she didn't resist. She hugged the neck of the person holding her tightly and refused to let go. The sudden appearance of Zheng Hailong and Zhi
Water. They finally found the Yi tribe after nearly a day's trek under the guidance of the three-headed dragon. Hailong clearly felt Piaomiao's location through his spiritual sense and rushed over with excitement just in time to hear Piaomiao's choking.
The sound of crying. In fact, if Piaomiao hadn't been so upset, he would have been able to detect it within five miles of the Yi tribe when he and Zhishui approached.
Zhi Shui looked at Hai Long and Piaomiao hugging each other tightly and felt mixed emotions in his heart, and couldn't help but look away.
Hong Zhi and others gathered around and cleverly hit Hai Long on the shoulder and said, "Dead Dragon, I thought you were really dead. You are so tough!"
Hai Long chuckled and said, "Of course I have my wonderful wife waiting for me. How could I die so easily? Wife, let go, I won't run away. If you hold me any longer, your husband will die."
Piao Miao then relaxed her arms, but she clung tightly to Hai Long's arms and refused to get up.
Rini, the leader of the Yi nationality, was stunned when he saw the scene in front of him. Piaomiao was an extremely pure goddess in his heart. He never imagined that the husband of the goddess turned out to be an ordinary-looking man with no hair or eyebrows.
Hongzhi exclaimed, "Brother, where is your hair? Don't you want to join my Zen sect? Your scalp is so clean." Hearing his words, Piao Miao was startled and quickly raised her head to look at Hai Long, only to see Hai Long looking embarrassed.
His hair and eyebrows were indeed gone. His bare skin looked extremely delicate. He hugged Hai Long Piaomiao tightly and said nervously, "Husband, you don't really want to be a monk, do you? Don't you want me anymore?"
This is the first time Piaomiao calls her husband in front of others. Hai Long laughs in his heart and says, "Don't listen. There are so many things that attract me in this troubled world. How can I be willing to be a monk? Good wife, come down here. There are so many people watching."
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Piao Miao breathed a sigh of relief and got down from Hai Long's arms to stand next to him, holding his big hand tightly as if she was afraid that he would disappear. Hai Long looked at the others and saw Hong Zhi, Ji Ling and Huang Han's brother and sister's eyes flashing with excitement.
They reunited with Hai Long after the catastrophe in tears, and their hearts were filled with excitement for Shisui's safety.
Huang Sui ran to her side, took her hand and asked with concern, "Master, are you okay?"
Zhi Shui's eyes turned red as he stroked Huang Sui's long hair and said, "Don't worry, master is still alive. Master Sui didn't hurt you in vain. After this trip to southern Xinjiang is over, you can follow me back to Lianyun Sect."
When Piao Miao heard Zhi Shui's voice, she came back to her senses and remembered that she had focused all her attention on Hai Long just now. Her face turned red and she let go of Hai Long's hand and walked to Zhi Shui, "Junior sister, are you okay? How have you been these past few days?
What happened?"
Zhi Shui glanced at Piaomiao with complicated eyes and lowered his head and said, "Sister, I'm fine. You'd better ask Hai Long about the past few days. I'm a little tired and want to find a place to rest first."
Piaomiao was stunned for a moment. She clearly felt that there seemed to be an extra layer of separation between herself and these junior sisters. She sighed softly and said, "Okay then. Chief Rini, please help me arrange a place for my junior sisters to rest."
Ri Ni said respectfully, "Congratulations to the seniors on their reunion. Senior, please come with me." Zhishui nodded and followed Ri Ni into the wooden house in the yard. Huang Sui, the governor of Hailong, followed him with a glance.
Piaomiao Hongzhi and others gathered around Hailong waiting for his story. Since Huang Han was present, Hailong did not reveal everything and only told them what Zhishui knew. When they reached the dangerous place, Piaomiao couldn't help but utter a cry of surprise and waited until Hailong spoke.
She was already breaking out in a cold sweat. Hai Long smiled and said, "That's it. The three-headed dragon is simply too terrifying. Its strength is beyond what we can resist. Oh, by the way, Ji Ling, how did you offend it in the first place and attract it?"
What about the attack?"
Ji Ling scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I was running at the front that day. Suddenly I saw a flash of light in front of me, so I ran over excitedly to see what it was. As a result, I saw the weakest head of the three-headed dragon in the lake.
I spit out the inner elixir to absorb the aura of heaven, earth, sun and moon. At that time, I thought that the monster's inner elixir must be very nourishing, so I wanted to steal its inner elixir and eat it myself. But who knew that guy's reaction was so fast that I not only failed to steal it?
On the contrary, the inner elixir was almost eaten by it."
After hearing Ji Ling's words, Hai Long and others were stunned for a moment. Hai Long, Hong Zhi and Piaomiao hit Ji Ling's head with their hands at the same time. Ji Ling also knew that it was his fault and he lowered his head and made a pitiful look. After knowing that I was wrong,
I won’t mess with others casually anymore.
Hai Long thought in his heart, "The red dragon will not attack the three-headed dragon. It is indeed because Clever wanted to steal its inner elixir that he took action. Everything was his own fault! Fortunately, he did not make a big mistake.
He said in a deep voice, "Ji Ling, you have to remember that although we are cultivators, there are many, many creatures and hermits in this world that are stronger than us. Once we do something wrong, it is very likely to endanger the lives of ourselves and others. And when we do anything,
Before doing anything, you must think about whether what you are doing is right and whether you should do it. Like this time, the conflict between us and the three-headed dragon was entirely because of you.
After ten thousand years of cultivation, its ferocious nature has long since disappeared, and it will no longer feed on humans and animals. If you hadn’t taken the initiative to provoke it, it wouldn’t have attacked us at all. If you see it again in the future, you have to apologize to it.”
Ji Ling looked at Hai Long blankly and said, "Excuse me, it won't eat me. You guys should leave me alone. I will know what to do in the future. Hai Long is the one who killed everyone this time because of me." He couldn't help but lower his head.
Hailong couldn't bear to scold it too harshly and patted it on the shoulder and said, "Forget it, I just feel like it. Well, my wife, I'm hungry. It seems that the chief of the Yi tribe is in awe of you. Quickly ask him to get me something to eat, otherwise your husband will starve to death."
Already."
Piao Miao nodded meekly and everyone walked into the wooden house. After Rini arranged Zhishui's residence, he came over and immediately went to prepare food for Hai Long under Piao Miao's instructions. The friendship between Piao Miao and the Yi people started two thousand years ago.
When it was established, Piaomiao's cultivation was far from what it was now. Out of curiosity, Gao Shen and Zhi Shui came to the mountains and forests of southern Xinjiang. The Yi people encountered a great plague, which plunged all their people into dire straits.
Among them. If not treated in time, I am afraid that this plague will take away the lives of tens of thousands of people. Piaomiao and Zhishui relied on their advanced cultivation skills to completely purify the surrounding water sources with their cultivation magic power, and then rushed back to the company without sleep.
Yunshan Mountain collected various elixirs. After nearly a month of hard work, the disaster that befell the Yi people was finally eliminated. The people of the Yi people almost regarded them as Bodhisattvas, and their faces were painted by the best painters in the tribe.
Liangying also gave the most precious token of the clan to Piaomiao and Zhishui. Although two thousand years have passed, the Yi people have always circulated the story of Piaomiao and Zhishui. A few days ago, Piaomiao came to find her because she was afraid that the Yi people would not be able to bear it, so she told them.
He is a descendant of the man who saved their tribe. Ri Ni compared the portraits left by his ancestors with the token held by Piaomiao and immediately believed her. In fact, even without the token, Piaomiao's beauty is enough to conquer everything.
After listening to Piao Miao's words, Hai Long finally understood her relationship with the Yi people. At this time, Ri Ni had already returned with a large plate of food.
Piao Miao smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Chief, please sit down too. I have been busy looking for Hai Long and my junior sister these past few days and I have never discussed the matter of Southern Xinjiang with you."
Ri Ni sat there respectfully and said, "If you have any questions, just ask them. As long as I can, I will tell you without reservation. Senior, to be honest, this conflict between you and our patron saint really makes it difficult for us."
Although your ancestors once saved our tribe, the Protector God has always defended us Yi people. Without it, we would not be what we are now. So no matter what, we will not be enemies with it. Please forgive me. Now your friend
Now that you are all back, I hope you will not provoke the patron saint."
The voice of the three-headed dragon rang in Hai Long's heart: "Even if this guy still has a conscience, it's not in vain. I've helped the Yi people drive away many enemies. He must be right. Without me, they would have been exterminated long ago."
Hai Long used his mind to say to the three-headed dragon, "Brother Three-Headed, I think you have some purpose in protecting them. Are you taking advantage of others?"
The three-headed dragon said angrily, "What do I get for that benefit? I only eat one of their cows in a month. With my level of cultivation, I can eat all over southern Xinjiang without any problem. Don't use your human heart to judge me as a gentleman."
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Hai Long felt a funny feeling in his heart and said, "Brother Three Heads, why do I feel that you are becoming more and more like a human being? You can even use our proverbs. It's really amazing. I see, you'd better practice quickly, otherwise Lao Hong will see you."
I'm afraid you'll get angry if you're lazy. Don't you want to become an immortal as soon as possible?"
The three-headed dragon snorted with some dissatisfaction and said, "I will cultivate on my own if I know."
Piaomiao looked at Hai Long's expression and couldn't help but squeezed his big hand and asked with concern, "Husband, what's wrong with you?"
Hai Long shook his head and said, "I'm fine. Let's chat while we eat. You seem to be haggard after not seeing each other for a few days."
Hongzhi on the side chuckled and said, "Since you made a mistake, Piao Miao doesn't eat, drink, practice, or feel haggard."
Piaomiao leaned on Hai Long's shoulder and said, "As long as you come back, it's all my fault. If I hadn't been so confused and anxious to clear the way for everyone, we wouldn't have separated."
Hai Long stroked his ethereal long hair and said, "A blessing in disguise is a blessing in disguise. Stop blaming yourself. I'm back safely. Well, it looks like these Yi food are really good. Come and eat."
The food was very simple, mainly consisting of some simple cereals, fruits and animal meat. The return of Hailong and Shisui made everyone feel happy and started eating deliciously.
"Chief Ri Ni, what is the current situation in southern Xinjiang? Not long ago, I heard that giants attacked the border of Zhao and Song. I don't know if it is true or not?" Piao Miao asked.
There was a hint of worry in Ri Ni's eyes as he said, "Southern Xinjiang is now in chaos like never before. The entire southern Xinjiang region is full of crises and killings. You should also know that there are three major ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang: the Qiang, the Miao and the Tan.
Looking at the overall strength of the La tribe, the Qiang tribe, the Miao tribe is about the same as the Tanla tribe, but slightly weaker. These three major tribes occupy almost two-thirds of the entire southern Xinjiang. I know that your giant thing seems to have been summoned by the Qiang tribe.
The monsters don’t know why the Qiang people seem to be very active now and have the intention to expand their tribal territory. They launched attacks on the Miao people three times. Although the war was finally stopped under the coordination of the Tanla people, the Qiang people are now extremely arrogant.
Their leader, God Moha, is extremely powerful. Under his rule, tribes from southern Xinjiang are now migrating to the edge of southern Xinjiang. No one dares to provoke them easily. Not long ago, I heard that the Qiang people intend to negotiate peace with the Miao people. What major matters do they want to discuss?
There is always an ominous premonition as if something is about to happen. Alas, Southern Xinjiang has been peaceful and self-sufficient for thousands of years. Do we really want to step out of this land?"
Although Rini didn't say it clearly, everyone understood it. Huang Han frowned and said, "So the Qiang people intend to unite with other major tribes in southern Xinjiang to launch a war against us in the Central Plains of China? How many warriors does the leader of Rini tribe have among the three major tribes in southern Xinjiang?"
Ri Ni sighed softly and said, "It's not a matter of how many warriors we have. The three tribes in southern Xinjiang combined have only about 500,000 warriors. Even any country in the Central Plains can easily form millions of soldiers. But warriors
The number of monsters is not the key to victory or defeat. The Qiang people’s great god Moha and the Miao people’s great god Sotuo both have great supernatural powers. They are also best at using poison and driving monsters. Once they rush into the Central Plains, I’m afraid you, the great country of China, will suffer.
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Hai Long asked Piaomiao with some doubts, "Are those two great gods really powerful? How do you want to compare with the ruthless Tianjin Thirteen?"
Piaomiao frowned and said, "I once had a relationship with the Great Lord Sotuo. Although I am not sure that his cultivation level is better than that of Zhu Tian, but if we add all the secret methods in Southern Xinjiang, his cultivation level will definitely not be lower than that of Zhu Tian."
The various secret techniques in Southern Xinjiang are extremely miraculous, and many of them are beyond our comprehension. Once you start using them, it is difficult to please. As far as I know, there is a spell in Southern Xinjiang that can completely suppress your own cultivation even if your cultivation reaches a certain level.
A level equivalent to a calamity will not easily lead to a heavenly calamity. It is conservatively estimated that both Moha and Soto have at least the Dou Zhuan realm. If possible, they even have the strength equivalent to the Sanxian."
Hai Long was stunned and said, "Sanxian? What is Sanxian? Why haven't I heard of it before?"
Piaomiao sighed softly, "Existences like Sanxian can be taboo in the land of China. Although they are not real immortals, their cultivation level is only one step away from the immortals. Sanxian refers to those who cannot survive the disaster by themselves."
Those who later practice cultivation again and reach the realm of transcending tribulations. Since they have already survived one catastrophe, they will not easily invite heavenly tribulations again. They can surpass the realm of tribulation and enter the realm of ascending to immortality. Cultivators who have reached the realm of ascending to immortality are called cultivators.
They are called loose immortals. Demon cultivators who have reached the realm of immortality or monsters like Jin Shisan are called loose demons or scattered demons. Speaking from those of you who have come into contact with them, I am afraid that the evil ancestor is now close to loose immortals.
realm.”
Hai Long blinked his eyes. This sudden news shocked him and murmured, "I thought that not falling was already a good level of cultivation. Now it seems that it is nothing at all. Piaomiao, if those two great gods have reached Sanxian according to your opinion,
Wouldn't it be very dangerous if they lead people to attack the Central Plains? I don't understand why they are so interested in worldly things with their advanced level?"
Piaomiao smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know about that. The people in southern Xinjiang have very different ideas from us people in the Central Plains. Maybe these two great gods want to leave something for their descendants. But if they are really loose immortals,
It's not very scary. After reaching the realm of ascended immortals, they may trigger the heavenly catastrophe of the loose immortals at any time, which will be at least the sixth level of disaster. Even the strength of the loose immortals may be difficult to resist. And in our Central Plains land
There are many reclusive masters who would not sit idly by if the Central Plains were really invaded by them. Although the various ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang are powerful, they are still far from enough compared to the overall strength of the Central Plains."
Ri Ni said worriedly, "I am now afraid that if a war is launched, it will affect Chiyu. We, the Yi people, only have about 20,000 people now. If something happens, it will be a matter of time before the ethnic group is exterminated."
Piaomiao sighed softly, "Chief, you don't have to worry too much. As long as we are here, we will definitely help you. Besides, don't you still have three-headed dragons as your guardian gods? I think even if Moha and Soto reach the realm of Sanxian, they will never
He would easily provoke an existence that is equivalent to a fairy beast. I am afraid that no one on the land of China dares to contend with such a ferocious creature as the three-headed dragon." Ri Ni pouted and was about to say something when footsteps sounded outside the door.
Before he arrived, anxious voices came over, "Something is going wrong with the patriarch."
Ri Ni frowned slightly and said, "What's the matter?"
A young man from the Yi ethnic group pushed open the door and walked in. He was just thinking of something when he saw Hai Long and others swallowing the words that were on their lips.
Piaomiao said calmly, "Chief, I think we should avoid it first."
Ri Ni hurriedly said, "No, no, no need. If anything happens to Sa'er, you can tell me. Everyone here is the most noble friend of our Yi people." Sa'er glanced at everyone doubtfully. When his eyes swept across Piaomiao, there was something strange in his eyes.
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Hai Long secretly laughed in his heart. He was not angry because of the way Sal looked at Piao Miao. He knew that as long as a normal man saw Piao Miao, there would be no one who would not be unmoved.
He could only be proud of this. Sal took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Head, someone from the Qiang tribe has come and brought an invitation to invite you to the Qiang tribe in three days to attend the Southern Xinjiang Chiefs' Meeting." He held up a big red card.
The invitation was handed to Ri Ni.
Ri Ni unfolded the invitation and looked at it carefully, and the expression on his face changed continuously. After a while, he closed the invitation, closed his eyes and sighed, "What is supposed to come will come."
Hai Long asked, "What happened to the clan leader? Why does it seem like he is facing the end of the world?"
Ri Ni smiled bitterly and said, "The end of the world is nothing, but it will probably be the end of our Yi people. God Moha invited the chiefs of all ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang to the Qiang tribe to discuss matters, I am afraid that he is going to bring up the invasion of the Central Plains. People like us are not connected at all."
They have no power to resist. Why must they launch a war? Don’t they know that doing so will plunge the people of all ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang into dire straits? Moha! Moha, why can’t you help since you are called a god?
We all ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang should think more about it."
Hongzhi smiled slightly and said, "Patriarch, you don't have to worry too much. I don't think there is room for change in this matter. After all, nothing has happened. Besides, Southern Xinjiang is not decided by the great God Moha alone. What kind of patriarch would you do?"
Should I participate or not?"
Ri Ni said, "Actually, the Qiang people's invitation to me to participate is just a formality. With the strength of our Yi people, other ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang will not look at us seriously. No one will even pay attention to my opinions on any major issues in southern Xinjiang."
.Whether you know it or not, I will still go. If I don’t go, it will give the Qiang people a reason to invade my Yi people.”
