The bright moon is at the head, and the cold brilliance is scattered quietly on the boundless mountain forest. The leaves are blown by the evening wind, and the leaves shine as if they were carved from jasper. Occasionally, a few wild wolves look curiously at the bright mirror in the sky, looking silly.
He raised his head and called out a few times, and his cold howl spread far away, startling a large number of birds, which made a lot of noise again.
Originally, this was an extremely poetic and picturesque scene. There was a bright moon, a gurgling stream, empty mountains and deep valleys, and the faint fragrance of orchids coming from nowhere. But in Xia Jie's eyes, this poetic and picturesque scene was completely compromised. He
Knowing the true nature of that bright moon, a man-made war fortress full of violence, whenever he saw this big metal ball, all Xia Jie could feel was a deep murderous aura, and how could there be any elegance at all?
On the other hand, Bai sneaked into this mountain forest that he was very familiar with, and stole the teeth of other chicks while the birds were sleeping. This made Xia Jie even more moved.
Sitting cross-legged on the rocks at the top of a high mountain, Xia Jie opened his eyes slightly and looked at the bright moon. Xia Jie formed a lotus-like seal with his hands and gently pressed it on his lower abdomen. His elixir fire was blazing in his body.
, is burning a golden ruler that is one foot and two cents long with brilliant golden light. Where the elixir fire is burning, countless cloud patterns are fluttering on the golden ruler, and light blue lotus flowers ripple out from the ruler's body, turning into one outside Xia Jie's body.
The dense lotus energy. This golden ruler was the last time the original Taoist blocked Xia Jie from going to Anyi. He was blackmailed by the Tongtian Taoist and had no choice but to pay Xia Jie the sealing fee. The body of the golden ruler is Chaos Wei.
A bit of innate spiritual energy shared by time was refined and formed by the original Taoist in Hongmeng. It is a treasure with infinite power that can be used both offensively and defensively.
Since he got this treasure, he spent several months slowly refining it every night with the help of a little bit of yin and yang spiritual energy emanating from heaven and earth. Xia Jie finally wanted to complete the sacrifice of this 'Haoyang Ruler'. This night
, is the critical moment to complete the work. The pill fire burned Haoyang Ruler quietly, a wisp of the spirit gently blended into the ruler, Xia Jie's spirit trembled for a while, and the sacrifice was finally completed.
With a wave of his hand, the small Haoyang Ruler soared into the sky. The blue lotus flowers were wrapped in the quiet blue flames like glass, and silently rushed towards a mountain not far away. Dozens of lotus flowers carried them with them.
The blue flames wrapped around the mountain without even making a sound. A mountain nearly a thousand feet high turned into flying ash. Xia Jie happily took back the ruler and praised in a low voice: "It is indeed a good treasure, Qing Jing
Glaze fire is indeed the great Taoist magical power for subduing demons."
With his right hand forming the Sword Technique, he moved a little outward, and a very fine blue flame shot out dozens of feet away, burning a piece of rock into ashes. Xia Jie became more and more satisfied with the power of the Haoyang Ruler. "Well, Master, I have something in my hand.
What a treasure, when can I ask Master to cooperate again and get a few more treasures out?" He chuckled a few words, and the eastern sky was already full of bright red clouds, and it was about to get bright.
With a large blood stain hanging from the corner of his mouth and a round belly after eating, Bai ran back slowly and excitedly smeared the blood on Xia Xia's pants. Xia Jie smiled, patted Bai's head, and
He picked it up and put it on his shoulders, looked up to the sky and roared, took big steps, and flew away in the air.
Flying in the air to control the wind, Xia Jie used his Taoist magical powers and covered thousands of miles in a few strides. In a mountain valley ahead, he saw a large village exposed. This mountain valley was roughly circular, with a diameter of twenty
On the left and right sides, countless two-story small buildings made of bamboo and wood filled the open space in the mountain depression. It was early in the morning, and countless men lazily got out of their bamboo buildings, yawning lazily. Pieces of smoke came from the bamboo buildings.
It emerged from the air and gathered into a dense mist in the air, making Xia Jie extremely familiar with the aroma of stewed meat and baked corn cakes floating far away.
There is only one avenue leading to the outside world in the mountain valley, and the three-story civil structure wall firmly blocks the entrance and exit. In the arrow tower on the wall, dozens of big men are shouting lazily, waiting for the clan members to take shifts. They
He was chatting and laughing, and occasionally scratched his hairy chest, revealing the fierce animal head tattoos under the hair.
Xia Jie descended to the ground more than two miles outside the village gate and strode towards the village gate. In front of the village gate, a large area of forest had been cut down cleanly and was completely empty. Xia Jie just walked out of the forest and the village was empty.
The big men on the wall started shouting at the same time, and several thumb-thick bamboo arrows shot through the air, hitting the ground less than ten feet in front of Xia Jie in a row.
On the wall of the village, a strong man with his upper body exposed pointed at Xia Jie and shouted loudly: "What do you do? You are a brother of our Chihu tribe, please tell me your name. If you are from our Chihu tribe,
Enemy, your uncle, I will chop off your head and hang it on the village gate to feed the birds!" The strong man waved the long-handled machete in his hand fiercely and let out a proud roar.
"Oh~~~Oh~~~Oh~~~"
The strong men on the wall of the village howled like wild beasts at the same time. They waved their weapons enthusiastically and looked curiously at the gorgeously dressed Xia Jie.
Xia Jie wore a luxurious black robe, which was made of the finest silk and satin from Daxia. His belt was made of fine gold wire, with a fist-sized oval cyan jade inlaid in the middle.
A trace of mist emerged, scattering colorful rays of light in the light of the morning sun. There are also more than a dozen pieces of jade that represent Xia Jie's weather and title, hanging on his belt and in his cuffs. These gorgeous jade pieces occasionally collide with each other, emitting
A crisp and pleasant 'ding-ding' sound.
The big men looked curiously at Xia Jie, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes. Several young people in their early teens were murmuring and calculating how many wives or altars the piece of jade on Xia Jie's belt could be exchanged for.
The fine wine brought by traveling merchants. They stared at Xia Jie intently, guessing his identity.
Taking a long breath, Xia Jie looked at the strong men on the wall, his eyes suddenly sore, and tears almost fell down.
Bai quickly wiped the corners of Xia Jie's eyes with his long arms, cried out a few times, wrapped his arms around Xia Jie's neck, and licked Xia Jie's face affectionately with his big tongue.
"Haha!" Xia Jie laughed softly, and slowly unbuttoned his upper body clothes, revealing an earth-yellow chest that exuded crystal light. On his chest, there was a steel-armored Tyrannosaurus head that looked like
As if it was about to rush out of him, a savage and ferocious aura spread faintly from Xia Jie's body. He roared in a deep voice: "Chihu Tribe Yunmeng Daze Xilin Tribe, Chihu Tyrannosaurus!"
'Boom', there was a commotion on the wall of the village. At first, the strong man wielding a big sword exclaimed: "The Xilin tribe of Yunmeng Daze? Aren't all your villages wiped out by the Dongyi people?
Tiger Tyrannosaurus, you are indeed one of our tribesmen! However, you don’t dress like one of ours!”
Xia Jie was full of energy and shouted loudly: "The weather is fierce in the Great Xia. Under the Li Wu Seat in the Great Xia Witch Palace, I offer sacrifices to the Witch Chi Tiger Tyrannosaurus and ask for an audience with the great leader of the Chi Hu Tribe, the Great Witch Duke."
The sound was as violent as thunder and shook the nearby mountains several times. The men on the wall covered their ears at the same time and exclaimed one by one: "Brother, you have such a loud voice! Hahaha, you are worthy of us."
You are the heroes of the Chihu tribe!" These men laughed happily and quickly opened the village gate.
The simple mountain barbarians already believed Xia Jie's words when they heard the name Xia Jie reported himself and the name of the Xilin tribe in Yunmeng Daze. This is their brother from the Chihu tribe. Come on, brother.
Of course, I have to open the door to greet him. Well, of course, maybe this brother's identity is a bit weird. I have never heard of the fierce weather in the Great Xia, Li witches offering sacrifices to witches, etc. But, who cares?
What about these? Brothers come, a few pieces of meat, a jar of wine, a quick drink and a fight, isn't that what it is?
Dozens of strong men came out of the village gate, and Xia Jie also greeted them with a big smile.
According to the rules of the mountain forest, the strongest of these strong men punched Xia Jie in the chest. Xia Jie stood motionless and punched the man hard with his chest. The big man
He staggered and almost fell to the ground without being knocked down by Xia Jie. Then, all the men laughed, opened their arms one by one, and hugged Xia Jie affectionately. Brothers from their own tribe were here, what else could they say?
What about?
After walking quickly for a while, Xia Jie was surrounded by these strong men and rushed outside the huge stone house in the middle of the mountain valley.
A big man shouted: "Master Wu, there are brothers from our clan here."
There was silence in the stone house for a long time, and finally a hoarse, dry voice came: "It's a brother of my family... Chihu Tyrannosaurus, Lord Jiwu, please come in." The two doors of the stone house slowly opened.
, two large pythons with a length of more than 30 feet and colorful bodies crawled out slowly from the door, lazily climbed to the stone roof and coiled up in a ball. A spark of fire flashed in the dark stone house.
Suddenly, several oil lamps were lit, and the spacious stone house suddenly became much brighter.
A skinny, short, skinny old man who stood about four feet tall and had dark skin was sitting on the edge of the fire pit in the middle of the room. He was grabbing a few handfuls of animal bones and throwing them into the fire pit, lighting a pile of them.
Bonfire. The old man sat cross-legged there, just like a short wooden stake, very inconspicuous. But his two eyes were green and shining, like two big light bulbs.
Xia Jie was slightly shocked. He didn't expect to meet such a person here. This old man's witchcraft power level has reached around the third level of the True Cauldron. In the mountains and forests of the Barbarian Kingdom, he can be considered a strong master.
For a tribe like the Chihu tribe that is dependent on the barbarian country, it is simply unbelievable to have an old wizard with a rank of Ding or above.
Su Rong walked into the stone house, and Xia Jie respectfully kowtowed to the old man in accordance with tribal etiquette, and respectfully greeted: "Great Witch Master, I am the Chihu Tyrannosaurus of the Xilin tribe."
The old man laughed and said softly: "It's true that you are a tiger and tyrannosaurus, but you are also a sacrificial witch of Li Wu Palace... My master is also a shaman of Li Wu Palace. Get up, baby!"
After kowtowing three more times to the old man and paying the highest respect to the old man who guided the Chihu tribe to survive and develop in the mountains and forests, Xia Jie stood up and sat down by the fire pit. Why did this old man have
With such a strong strength, he finally got the answer. He inherited the inheritance of the great witches from Li Wu Temple who wandered around in search of elixirs. He practiced the orthodox secret witchcraft of Li Wu Temple. His natural strength was compared to other people in the mountains and forests.
The witches of the tribe are much more powerful.
The old man nodded, glanced at Xia Jie appreciatively, and said quietly: "He is a hero of our Chihu tribe. It's a pity that your Xilin tribe..."
With a sigh, the old man lowered his head and threw a few dried animal bones into the fire pit, making the green bonfire in the fire pit even more intense. He said lightly: "When we learned the news, we mobilized all the soldiers to rush to Xi.
Lin tribe. However, dozens of villages of your Xilin tribe were destroyed, and the leader of your Xilin tribe also died in the battle, so we didn’t catch up."
Shaking his head, the old man smiled bitterly and said: "It's a good thing we didn't catch up. Otherwise, several large tribes of the Dongyi people joined forces to send troops. How could we, the Chihu Clan, defeat them?"
Xia Jie lowered his head and said helplessly: "Yes, Dongyi people, this debt will have to be settled sooner or later."
Looking at Xia Jie in ecstasy, the old man was silent for a long time, and then he said with a smile: "Yes, this account must be settled."
Grabbing an animal bone and gently stirring the bonfire, the old man squinted his eyes and said softly: "There will be 500,000 of the most elite warriors from the Chihu tribe following you to Daxia. They are all from our Chihu tribe.
Then, for the Mengshan Clan, Fire Clan, and Steel Clan who are related by marriage to our Chihu Clan, I will ask their clan leaders to send the same number of warriors to follow you."
He stretched out his left hand and gestured: "This is already more than 80% of the warriors from our four tribes. Our tribes are not strong. If you need more warriors, you have to go to Pan Geng."
Xia Jie looked at the old man in astonishment and asked in surprise: "Master Wu, how do you know..."
Waving his hand, interrupting Xia Jie's question, the old man smiled softly: "Witch, what is a witch? If you can uplift a mountain or break a river, is that a witch? A witch puppet can also do it.
The same thing!" The old man said to Xia Jie seriously: "The real witch does not rely on brute force, but this."
He gently tapped his head with his finger, and the old man said calmly: "It's a great summer day, and the witch priest from the witch palace is here. If I can't guess what he wants to do, I, the witch master, can't.
Let’s keep doing it to save face.”
He smiled gently at Xia Jie and said, "Tyrannosaurus doll, take our soldiers and leave. No matter what you want to do, remember one thing: treat your people well."
The old man stood up, walked to Xia Jie, stood on tiptoes and patted Xia Jie's shoulder with great effort, and said with a smile: "Remember, the souls of your ancestors are looking at you. The blood on your body belongs to our Chihu tribe.
Bloodline. In the future, when danger arises, remember to help our tribe pass on the bloodline. Do you understand?" The old man's eyes were pale green, emitting a faint light, as if he could see through all the secrets in Xia Jie's heart. That look was very
Gloomy, but full of wisdom and wisdom accumulated over hundreds of years. This gaze put great pressure on Xia Jie, making him almost breathless.
This is not a question of strength. When it comes to strength, Xia Jie can blow this old man to pieces in one breath. This old man has a strange power that far exceeds force, a power that shines with the most moving light of mankind.
It is this kind of power that makes a powerful shaman like Xia Jie and a master of Taoism also kneel down in sincerity.
In the old man's eyes, there is a long river flowing slowly. That river is called years...
Xia Jie knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to the old man and said, "Yes, Great Witch Lord."
He no longer had to say his purpose, nor his request, nor even one more word. While Xia Jie was still shouting outside the village gate, the old man had guessed his purpose, and
He proposed his terms of exchange. What else could Xia Jie say?
There are many things in this world that cannot be matched by force.
Xia Jie thought again of what the elusive black shadow said to him on that strange night.
What is a witch? What does a real witch look like? Is it a witch that can destroy heaven and earth?
Perhaps, the old man in front of him represents the real witch. Wisdom is the spirit of witch.
Half a month later, two million barbarian warriors gathered from all over the mountains and forests with a radius of thousands of miles. These warriors, whose highest strength was only close to the rank of Ding, did not ask any questions. After the old man held a ceremony to bless them for the expedition.
, two million warriors from four tribes followed Xia Jie and left the mountain forest where they were born and raised. Just like Xia Jie left the village back then, they were full of hope for the future. No matter whether there was a mountain of swords or a forest of guns ahead,
These warriors with the same blood flowing in their bodies will be Xia Jie's most reliable companions.
Brothers who share the same origin will not betray blood relatives who share the same origin.
Xia Jie led these soldiers to trek through the mountains and forests, all the way through mountains and ridges, towards Chiyou Mountain City.
There, Xia Jie prepared to blackmail Pan Geng, and wanted to knock out all the old foundation of the barbarian country in Pan Geng's hands.
He obtained several thousand kilograms of witchcraft medicine used to control people's souls from Qi Xin, which was enough for him to use.
A month later, the towering walls of Chiyou Mountain City were clearly visible.