The valley is full of bones and dead, but the green trees are full of life.
Snap.
At this time, a tall man wearing a black and white feather coat stood motionless in front of the tree. His black hair was tied with a white ribbon and a light black feather crown. His face was tough and he had a heroic spirit.
But most of his face was completely devoid of flesh and blood, with only white bones and empty eye holes, emitting a heart-stopping light.
The only complete small half of the face, the skin is white and crystal clear, like the finest jade, but there are gray lines on it.
When the buzzer sounded, Yu Shilidong subconsciously reached out his hand. Unfortunately, he didn't catch anything.
He could only watch the weird fruit fall to the ground and disappear quickly. His calm and indifferent face had a rare strange color.
The Qianyu tree bears a different ginseng fruit. It was born in Qianyu and grew up in Chi County. The fruit is in the boundary area. At this time, a fruit has just matured and turned into spring mud directly?
So fast, he didn't even have time to pick "This is...?"
The man on the side, who was completely covered in golden seamless armor, said doubtfully. He only showed one pair of pupils, which were triangular in shape.
".It was an accident." Yu Shilidong looked at the vibrant fruit tree and the ginseng fruits on it, retracted his outstretched hand and said in a deep voice.
"." The man in golden armor smiled silently, "It's so fast, are you sure it's an accident?"
The ginseng fruit condensed by Yu Qianyu's fairy species is at least in the realm of Tongyou. Even if he has just crossed the realm, if he wants to kill him so quickly, he has to have the famous celebrities in Chi County.
And such a person would take action, but he would never take action so quickly.
Yu Shilidong looked at the man in golden armor beside him. For some reason, he recalled the period when he had just joined the sect, when he was the weakest and most powerless.
At that time, he ignorantly joined the sect. Every time he broke through a realm and faced the strangers in the sect, he always said this.
In the beginning, those people still believed it.
Later, no one believed him, and they all said, "It happened so fast, are you sure it was an accident?" Yes.
So fast. Are you sure it was an accident?
The further back, the more malicious these words were. But the further back, he didn't care.
Yu Shilidong's eyes suddenly turned a touch of pale gray.
The man in golden armor was startled, then remembered the past reputation of the man in front of him, and unconsciously took half a step back.
Seeing this, the man smiled and said, "You don't understand. Things that are coming but cannot be stopped are all accidents, and accidents are nothing to worry about."
When he was in the sect in the past, he was the general trend, and his rise was irresistible; but now, this is the general trend, and it is also irresistible.
Just why
Yu Shilidong couldn't help but think of something, and subconsciously touched his face, which was completely a skeleton, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
"This must be an accident, but just in case, I would like to ask you to go and have a look!" The man in golden armor suddenly felt something was wrong and immediately spoke out.
The person in front of me didn't speak.
The former gritted his teeth and hooked his hand, and immediately a stream of gray energy burst out of the ground, wrapped around his hand, and finally penetrated into the armor like a snake.
Then it turned into a golden light and disappeared.
Yu Shilidong remained silent. He touched the rotten face and pressed his fingers on the bones, but then he started to exert force. Click, click, click.
With the huge strength, Sen Bai's bones made an overwhelmed sound.
The next moment, it was covered with countless dense tadpole-like gray lines. The murmurs of countless people instantly appeared in his ears.
They are roaring, they are sighing, they are laughing. Unexpected
It's an accident
You are an accident
All kinds of voices, either familiar or unfamiliar, overlapped and came like a mountain and sea. The remaining half of Yu Shilidong's face became ferocious, and the gray light in his eyes swelled.
"Accident
It's not an accident! I am Yu Shilidong, I am the only one!!"
Boom! In an instant.
The gray lines on his face exploded, and countless large amounts of gray light filled the entire valley, and then swept farther away.
In the blink of an eye, everything is silent
The fields are one after another, and the rice waves merge into one, undulating.
Chongbei Plain, apart from spacious official roads and clusters of houses and B&Bs, is just such a farm area.
It is very similar to the blueprint drawn in the "Dongtian" project outside Huaiping City, but it is more complete and closer to reality.
It's a bit like mechanized agriculture in previous lives.
Here, the reconstruction of spiritual fields does not simply rely on burying spiritual sources. That would be too easy to be stolen and destroyed.
The imperial court officials directly used some special method to mix the spiritual source with the soil, making it extremely difficult to extract.
At least in Lin Mo's opinion, if he used Huaizhou's spirit planting method, it would take so long that he might not succeed and he would be discovered and captured by the patrolling Zhou Shengjun.
That's right, in this Chongbei Plain, every major farm area will be patrolled by random Zhou Shengjun troops every day.
Especially in Lingtian District, it is said that the density of patrols is ridiculously high. Great masters and even true kings often appear and appear. Naturally, these patrols are not all manned by Zhou Shengjun. They are not so powerful.
Yizhou's two temples, three schools, five gates, seven lines and other righteous forces on the bright side all contributed and selected disciples to participate.
During each quarter's harvest, spiritual grains are distributed according to the contribution of each sect.
It is also like the Category A transfer selection in Huaizhou back then, but the mechanism is already very sound and complete, achieving a virtuous cycle.
Duan Zhen took Lin Mo and others and quickly exchanged it for a huge carriage driven by eight deer and blood horses at a post station.
Along the way, after knowing that Lin Mo and others were not from Yizhou, the former began to spontaneously introduce some situations and decrees in Yizhou.
Time passes slowly.
The Deer Blood Horse is worthy of being regarded as the best horse in Yizhou. Compared with other masters, it is only faster than any other. What is even more rare is that it can run day and night without rest.
In just two weeks, the carriage crossed the Chongbei Plain, crossed the jade-belt-like Shuyi River, and entered Yizhong Road, one of the three roads in Yizhou.
Soon after, we arrived at our destination—Wanyicheng.
It's just that the convoy did not enter the city, but came to an earthen castle built on the mountain outside the city. It was said to be an earthen castle, but the word "earth" actually didn't quite fit.
This hill fort is very majestic.
From a distance, you can see the mountains behind it, the forest sea and the waves, and the fort wall at the foot of the mountain is nearly ten meters high. There are also more than a dozen tall sentry towers in front.
It can be vaguely seen that there are spiritual fields cultivated outside the mountain fort, with running water diverted and stored, and there are people walking and working in the fields.
There is such an earthen fortress outside Wanyi City, but it has not been conquered and has been acquiesced, which shows that its power must not be small. This is indeed the case.
This earthen fortress is one of the "Five Gates" of Yizhou. The Dongzhen Gate is stationed in Wanyicheng. As the top power in the state, it naturally has corresponding privileges.
Walking together and communicating together, Duan Zhen and others naturally became familiar with Lin Mo, so they invited them to the door as guests.
Lin Mo was looking for someone with a higher status to get some information, so he naturally agreed. "Someone is coming."
On the carriage, Lin Mo was silently concentrating on the Dharma patterns. Suddenly he noticed something, opened his eyes, and said softly. As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain in front was immediately opened, and a crisp voice of joy was heard.
"Dad, no, Master is here to pick us up!"
A small head popped in, with an excited look on his face. It was Murong Hui who was driving and playing in the front.
Lin Mo, Duan Zhen and others got off the car together. At this time, there were many people standing in front of the road, which was flattened and filled with gravel.
At the front is a tall man wearing a red robe, white hair, but a rather red face. He has a slim figure, eyebrows flying into his temples, which are red, and his eyes are as sharp as knives.
Quite extraordinary.
"Disciple pays homage to Master!"
"Disciple pays homage to Master!"
Immediately, Duan Zhen and others bowed and saluted. Some of the younger disciples, who had just experienced a life and death crisis, could not help but burst into tears.
"This is Master Qingliang, right?"
Murong Shuo simply nodded, then his eyes fell on Lin Mo and Li Ang at the back, but there was a slight pause.
He was a little surprised.
Along the way, Duan Zhen and others had naturally summoned the messenger back to Dongzhenmen and told them everything about the incident in detail.
Among them, Lin Mo was described in great detail.
This is why he went out to greet him personally.
Just judging from the other person's name, I thought he was a handsome and elegant person, but I didn't expect him to look like this. Looking at Lin Mo, who was nearly a head taller than himself, Murong Shuo showed a kind smile.
But before his smile appeared, he immediately froze. His eyes fell on the black cassock on Lin Mo's body: "May I ask if Master Qingliang is from the Qihai Lingtai Sect?"
"It's right down there."
Lin Mo responded with the same smile. Naturally, he had no intention of hiding his identity.
When he came to Yizhou, he was supposed to represent the Seven Seas Alliance, and he hid his identity, so he took off his pants and farted? But what surprised him was that Murong Shuo recognized him so quickly.
"Thank you very much, Lingtai Buddha Head, for rescuing my little girl and disciple this time!"
After receiving the confirmation, Murong Shuo became even more enthusiastic. He stepped forward and truly saluted solemnly.
No wonder he was like this. At the beginning, the identity of the other party was unknown. Even with the help of saving his life, he didn't dare to believe it.
Now that everyone's identities are clear, and the relationship between the Seven Seas Alliance and the imperial court at this time, they are naturally much closer.
"It doesn't matter, I was ordered to come here to help guard Ten Thousand Bones Forest and suppress the evil beasts and monsters in the Qianyu Realm. I encountered them on the way, so it's natural for me to take action."
Lin Mo said in a deep voice, his voice was extremely gentle and easy to make people feel good about him.
As he said this, he looked at the other person for a moment, and immediately had a basic inspection of the latter.
It is true that his strength is extraordinary, his mind is restrained, and he has great terror hidden in his sleeves, but his body is not strong, so he must not be a physical practitioner, and the feeling given to him is still limited to the realm of a true king.
The strength seems to be similar to that of Mingtun?
As for the sense of terror hidden in his sleeves, is it supposed to be his famous Blood Knife? Maybe it’s also related to his Dharmakaya?
When Lin Mo was observing Murong Shuo, the latter was also secretly looking at the details of the master of Lingtai Temple in Huaizhou, who was known as the number one Buddhist in the Seven Seas. He was one of the three major Buddhist schools in Chi County.
He held the self-created Blood Sword Slaying Code, and his pair of blood-slaying Dharma Eyes could see the flaws in all things and look for opportunities for life and death in all things. But what he didn't expect was that when he looked at Lin Mo, he only saw that the other person's body was perfect and his energy was round.
Ordinary. It’s like he didn’t use his magic!
He immediately realized that this was either because the opponent had mastered the art of concealment or because his strength was too strong. He stopped looking and smiled.
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On the carriage, Lin Mo was silently concentrating on the Dharma patterns. Suddenly he noticed something, opened his eyes, and said softly. As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain in front was immediately opened, and a crisp voice of joy was heard.
"Dad, no, Master is here to pick us up!"
A small head popped in, with an excited look on his face. It was Murong Hui who was driving and playing in the front.
Lin Mo, Duan Zhen and others got off the car together. At this time, there were many people standing in front of the road, which was flattened and filled with gravel.
At the front is a tall man wearing a red robe, white hair, but a rather red face. He has a slim figure, eyebrows flying into his temples, which are red, and his eyes are as sharp as knives. Quite extraordinary.
"Disciple pays homage to Master!" "Disciple pays homage to Master!"...··.··
Immediately, Duan Zhen and others bowed and saluted. Some of the younger disciples, who had just experienced a life and death crisis, could not help but burst into tears.
"This is Master Qingliang, right?"
Murong Shuo simply nodded and his eyes fell on Lin Mo at the back.
With Li Ang, there was a slight pause.
He was a little surprised.
Along the way, Duan Zhen and others had naturally summoned the messenger back to Dongzhenmen and told them everything about the incident in detail.
Among them, Lin Mo was described in great detail.
This is why he went out to greet him personally.
Just judging from the other person's name, I thought he was a handsome and elegant person, but I didn't expect him to look like this... Looking at Lin Mo, who was nearly a head taller than himself, Murong Shuo showed a kind smile.
But before his smile appeared, he immediately froze. His eyes fell on the black cassock on Lin Mo's body: "May I ask if Master Qingliang is from the Qihai Lingtai Sect?"
"It's right down there."
Lin Mo responded with the same smile. Naturally, he had no intention of hiding his identity.
When he came to Yizhou, he was supposed to represent the Seven Seas Alliance, and he hid his identity, so he took off his pants and farted? But what surprised him was that Murong Shuo recognized him so quickly.
"Thank you very much, Lingtai Buddha Head, for rescuing my little girl and disciple this time!"
After receiving the confirmation, Murong Shuo became even more enthusiastic. He stepped forward and truly saluted solemnly.
No wonder he was like this. At the beginning, the identity of the other party was unknown. Even with the help of saving his life, he didn't dare to believe it.
Now that everyone's identities are clear, and the relationship between the Seven Seas Alliance and the imperial court at this time, they are naturally much closer.
"It doesn't matter, I was ordered to come to help guard the Ten Thousand Bones Forest and suppress the monster beasts of the Thousand Feathers Realm. I encountered them on the way, so it's natural for me to take action."
Lin Mo said in a deep voice, his voice was extremely gentle and easy to make people feel good about him.
As he said this, he looked at the other person for a moment, and immediately had a basic inspection of the latter.
It is true that his strength is extraordinary, his mind is restrained, and he has great terror hidden in his sleeves, but his body is not strong, so he must not be a physical practitioner, and the feeling given to him is still limited to the realm of a true king.
The strength seems to be similar to that of Mingtun?
As for the sense of terror hidden in his sleeves, is it supposed to be his famous Blood Knife? Maybe it’s also related to his Dharmakaya?
When Lin Mo was observing Murong Shuo, the latter was also secretly looking at the details of the master of Lingtai Temple in Huaizhou, who was known as the number one Buddhist in the Seven Seas. He was one of the three major Buddhist schools in Chi County.
He held the self-created Blood Sword Slaying Code, and his pair of blood-slaying Dharma Eyes could see the flaws in all things and look for opportunities for life and death in all things. But what he didn't expect was that when he looked at Lin Mo, he only saw that the other person's body was perfect and his energy was round.
Ordinary. It’s like he didn’t use his magic!
He immediately realized that this was either because the opponent had mastered the art of concealment or because his strength was too strong. He stopped looking and smiled.