Chapter 572: The Secret Treasure of the Grassland Royal Family
Chapter 572: The Secret Treasure of the Wang Family on the Prairie And when Ruoshui slept beautifully all day in reality, finally recovered and went online again, in the small valley, the Zheli family had already set up the felt bag again. , the wooden fence like a city wall was erected again, and the corrals were built with stones and wood, and the calves, lambs and horses brought by Ruoshui were gathered inside. Men and women, old and young, were busy with each other, as if everything had gradually Entered the formal
With nothing to do, Ruoshui couldn't help but wander around for a while. When he saw the grassland herdsmen looking at him with a mixture of reverence and gratitude, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he walked further and further away to look for traces of Zheli. Fortunately, he was lucky. Yes, after a while, I saw the person I was looking for among the jagged rocks at the entrance of the valley.
At this moment, Zheli is leading the men at home to carry stones and build the originally hidden valley entrance to be more easily defendable and difficult to attack. In this way, even if another wolf pack finds this place and attacks, as long as Zheli and his men can guard it. At the mouth of the valley, Qinglang has no way to attack. The security is countless times higher than the simple camp on the river bend. In addition, the place in the valley is not small, with springs, pastures, and woods. There is no shortage of everything, including Zheli's family. You can live here for a year without starving to death. It is really like a paradise. No wonder this prairie family never forgets to return to the valley.
Seeing Ruoshui appear from a distance, Zheli immediately shouted excitedly, put down what he was doing, jumped off the rocks, and ran towards Ruoshui like a galloping horse. Poor Shuishui screamed in his heart that something was wrong. He just wanted to dodge, but... A step too late, he was hugged once again by the enthusiastic boss Zheli. The strong "manly breath" immediately hit his face, making Ruoshui scream and couldn't bear it.
As if he wanted to vent his gratitude in this hug, Zheli let Ruoshui suffer for a long time before finally letting go of his hand, and then with a solemn look on his face, he knelt down in front of Ruoshui.
"Damn, it was a hug just now, and now he is kneeling down on one knee with such a serious expression. Could it be a proposal next... Oh, it's too scary. Boss Zheli is really a visitor from behind!"
Ruoshui was speculating on Zheli's actions with the greatest malice, but this prairie man was not as boring as he thought. Instead, he solemnly put a hand on his chest and knelt down on one knee to Ruoshui. He received a great gift from the prairie people, and then praised with great piety: "Thank you to Changshengtian for your grace, thank you to Changshengtian's envoy for saving Zheli's family from the wolf disaster, thank you to Changshengtian's envoy to bring us back to our homeland, I, Yunjuan Zheli, swear by the soul conceived by the Changsheng Heaven and the Yinsha River, that from today on, brother Ruoshui will be the eternal master of the lives of Yunjuan Zheli’s family. If this is not true, Yunjuan Zheli’s life will not be able to return to Yinsha River. The sand river will always wander in the deepest part of the black windy sand!"
Ruoshui was startled. He knew that the oath Zheli swore was the highest oath for the prairie people. Once he swore an oath, not even the king of the Yunjuan tribe or the highly respected shaman elder could force him to change it. This prairie man was really... ...Anyway, what Ruoshui can't stand the most is Zheli's overly polite temper. It seems that there is a generation gap between this player and the prairie people NPC. What seems to be a normal behavior in the eyes of Zheli and the others is rejected by Ruoshui. Hate deeply
Therefore, Ruoshui pulled Zheli up uncomfortably, interrupted his endless words of gratitude, and tortured him for a long time with half orders and half begging, before he finally got Zheli to agree to still talk to him as before, but said
I don't want to call myself the eldest brother anymore. "Since this is brother Ruoshui's wish, Zheli should obey it...Brother Ruoshui, who is always cared for by the eternal heaven, did you have a good rest yesterday?"
"Huh, I'm still too polite, I'm not used to it..." All the NPCs in the avenue have automatic programs in their minds. They won't care at all when players suddenly go online or offline, but will find various reasons.
To make up for it in the memory bank. For example, after Ruoshui was kicked offline yesterday, the memory of all the prairie people automatically generated the scene of Ruoshui fainting from overwork and resting in a felt bag, so Zheli now sees Ruoshui.
He seemed to be in good spirits, so he asked like this, but his words were still very respectful, which gave Ruoshui a headache.
But when it came to rest, he really felt that he had slept well yesterday. He couldn't help but stretched himself and replied happily: "It's been a long time since I slept so deeply and so fragrantly. Hey, what else can I say?"
People are so stupid, they have to be extremely tired to have such a good rest... Hey, by the way, I've been sleeping for so long, but there are no traces of wolves near this valley? Has anyone come here to look for me?"
This is when Ruoshui suddenly remembered the existence of old monster Chang Yang and Qing Ying. He didn't know where these two NPCs were now. Although with Lao Chang's strength, nothing would happen to them even if they got into the wolf's den.
It's dangerous, but Ruoshui still hopes that they can come back as soon as possible so that they can know what the situation is like on the grassland today.
"Humph, boy, finally you can still think of me."
As soon as Ruoshui finished speaking and Zheli had no time to answer, the figures of Chang Yang and Qingying had already appeared in the sky. Only then did Zheli smile and say: "Brother Ruoshui, these two really know you? Last night they
I flew from outside the valley to look for you. I saw that these two people also had magical powers and could fly in the air, so I left them here. It seems that I did the right thing."
Ruoshui shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Damn, it's true that Cao Cao is here. Fortunately, he didn't say anything bad about Lao Chang, otherwise it would be terrible this time... Hey, Lao Chang, how did you find this place?"
"You have been casting spells all the way to this point. As long as I cast my magical eye, I will be able to track you down. Isn't it easy to find your hiding place?" Lao Chang proudly shook his folding fan and followed with Qing Ying.
It fell from the sky, and Qingying stood aside with an old look. When Qingying saw the master, he naturally gave him a respectful gift, "Disciple Qingying, pay homage to the master."
"Well, you're so good. You are indeed a good disciple." Although he couldn't stand Zheli's politeness, Ruoshui's respect for Qingying was calm. After all, this was his chief disciple, and the disciple worshiped the master. Then
It's a matter of course. "By the way, Qingying, you and your uncle Chang Yang went to the grassland yesterday to check. What did you see? Are there any wolves near this valley?"
There was something strange on Qingying's face. While she was talking, the old monster Chang Yang had already directly told the situation on the grassland, "What did you see? What else was there? They were all those who were planted with demon seeds."
Green wolves, there are hundreds of thousands of green wolves raging on the grasslands tens of thousands of miles away in this area, and countless lives have been devastated. Although the little girl and I rescued a few families of herdsmen, it was of no avail. Look
This disaster is unavoidable... As for the vicinity of this valley, there are no traces of wolves, probably because this time it is close to the mountains, there are no human traces, and it is not suitable for large-scale movements of wolves."
"Damn, there are hundreds of thousands of them, there are so many green wolves? Then there are tens or even hundreds of millions of green wolves in the entire prairie? How is this possible!"
"Of course I knew it was impossible, so I specially used my soul to go to other places to take a look. It turned out that the little boy who was cultivating the true form of the demon wolf had used a method of casting a net in all directions, in the east, south and west of the grassland.
, spread demonic wolves widely on the four edges of the north, and then surround them on all sides, driving all the creatures to the center of the grassland, which is relatively densely populated, and then... But even so, the number of green wolves infested with demonic seeds on the entire grassland is
It should be around ten million, hey, this kid really has big ambitions and has such vicious intentions. It’s no wonder he chose to take the path of no return by cultivating the true form of the wolf demon."
Ruoshui couldn't help but take a breath of air-conditioning at that moment, and surrounded the grassland with nearly ten million wolves. While slaughtering the creatures, he drove the survivors and the herdsmen scattered on the grassland to the center of the grassland, and finally slaughtered them.
This intention is indeed what Chang Yang said. It is extremely vicious. He acts so unscrupulously and crazily. No wonder the system boss can't see it and is about to punish him.
"Tmd, but being interfered with by this guy like this, isn't it that Third Master and I will definitely be delayed in searching for Star Golden Lingxi Sand? Damn it!" When Ruoshui thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a little irritated, and by the way, he remembered
There were more things that made him unhappy, "If I continue like this, the killer from Wuyang City will figure out my location again and come after me, and the trip to Danyuan to hold the tomb of the real corpse will also be postponed.
Third Master, am I one step further away from my goal of cultivating the soul as soon as possible? Ahhhhhh, I’m so annoyed, so annoyed..."
After screaming in his heart for a while, Ruoshui finally managed to suppress his dissatisfaction, and was about to ask Zheli if he knew anything about Xingchen Golden Lingxisha. This man looked worried after hearing the words of the old weirdo Chang Yang.
He had already taken the lead and said to Ruoshui: "Brother Ruoshui, Zheli has an unkind request. Can you please come with me to the big tent?"
"If you have any unkind invitation, if you want to ask me kindly, brother Zheli, just tell me if you have anything to say." Ruoshui didn't know what Zheli wanted to say, but still followed him towards the largest felt bag in the valley.
The old monster Go Chang Yang was impatient and continued to hang out in front of mortals, so he took Qingying's light and got into the two palaces. Zheli looked at Ruoshui in confusion, and he was even more convinced that he was the angel of immortality.
author’s thoughts
Ruoshui was helpless about this, but he took the opportunity to express the question that he had been brewing for a long time, "Brother Zheli, I have something on my mind. I just want to ask you about it at this time."
"What's the matter?"
"Well, it's like this. I actually came to the grassland to find something that is very important to me. It's just that I've been looking for a long time on the grassland, but I haven't found anything. So I want to ask Brother Zheli, what are you doing?
Do you know where there is such a thing as Tears of Heaven on the grassland?"
The so-called Tears of Heaven is what the prairie people call Star Golden Lingxisha. This is what White Cloud Crane Saint Du Jiuxiao told Ruoshui. Otherwise, he would not have known that Tears of Heaven, which the grassland herders regard as a gift from the gods of immortality, is the alien sect.
Star Golden Spirit Sand, the super material for refining magic weapons
"Tears of Heaven! It turns out that Brother Ruoshui is actually looking for this divine object given by the God of Immortality to the descendants of the grassland!"
Ruoshui's heart sank when he heard the words. He could already hear some bad clues from Zheli's words. I'm afraid that the Star Golden Spirit Sand is extremely rare on the grassland. Otherwise, Zheli wouldn't be like this.
I was so surprised that I even called it a divine thing.
Sure enough, Zheli then continued: "Tears of Heaven are the rarest of the seven divine objects given to the descendants of the grassland by the Immortal God. Even after searching every clump of grass and every puddle in the grassland, I found that
It is hard to find even a tiny bit of it. Therefore, any prairie people who get this kind of sacred object will treasure it and keep it as a family heirloom for generations. They will never tell others casually, even if it is the most noble tribe on the prairie.
Even kings and elder shamans find it very difficult to obtain such a divine object."
"No, there are so few?" Ruoshui was immediately dumbfounded. He heard He Sheng say that there was such a material on the grassland before. Ruoshui really had high hopes, hoping to find enough Star Golden Spirit Rhinoceros Sand to refine it.
All day long, Yan Sixiang mixed with Chang Shensha, a ninth-level rare treasure, but he didn't expect that the soap bubble of hope would be popped by Boss Zheli. This feeling of falling from heaven into the abyss is really... really bitter!
Just when Ruoshui was extremely disappointed, Zheli changed his mind and said: "However, according to word of mouth from the herdsmen on the grassland, the proudest descendant of Changshengtian, the eternal darling of Yinsha River, the sun that shines on all grassland people, the north
The sole owner of the prairie and the common king of the forty-seven tribes, the royal family of Gerile, has all seven sacred objects given by the immortal god to the descendants of the prairie. The largest tear in the sky on the entire prairie is in charge of it.
Wuyun Gerile, the King of Geril of the Generation"
"Gerile Wang Family, Wuyun Gerile?" Ruoshui said these two names in his mouth, his face a little ugly. Even with his meager grassland knowledge, he had heard of these two famous names.
In fact, the northern prairie can be regarded as a quite unique map in the avenue. It belongs to the transitional area that separates Kyushu and the Four Poles and Eight Wastelands. It is really huge in area, almost as big as Southern Xinjiang, Tibetan Border and other super large regions of Kyushu in the Central Plains.
It's just that there are very few monks in the ordinary sense on the grassland. Only shaman elders and certain tribal kings have a unique shamanic spell in their hands. Although it is completely different from the four families of Taoism, Demons, Buddhas and Demons,
Its characteristics are also unknown, but it also has unpredictable power. Therefore, there are also some powerful people on the prairie, such as those shaman elders with profound cultivation in major tribes, such as some tribes with extraordinary talents.
Wang, for example, some indigenous prairie monks who were passed down by monks passing by the prairie by chance, and the eternal king of the northern prairie, the pride of the prairie who is said to have the purest long-born bloodline, the Gerile Wang family.
Unlike other strong men who cultivated themselves on the grassland, the Gerile Wang family is favored by the Changsheng Heaven and the Yinsha River. They practice the unique magic of the grassland Wang family. They are kings and well-deserved strong men on the grassland for generations. Every generation of Gerile
King Le is the strongest hero in the eyes of the grassland people. Invincible leaders, even the wisest shaman elders and the king of tribes, no matter how brave they are, can only look up to King Gerile.
His light - Gerile means the sun-like king in the prairie language of the northern prairie.
The King of Gerile of this generation is named Wuyun Gerile. This dark cloud does not mean the same as the dark clouds in Kyushu in the Central Plains, but what is called wisdom in the prairie language. Therefore, the meaning of Wuyun Gerile is the wisdom like the sun.
King
"Gerile, the king of the grassland who is both powerful and wise... It may not be easy to obtain the Star Golden Lingxi Sand from such a person," Ruoshui said with a bitter smile.
Although there are many differences between Kyushu and the grassland, they must have something in common in that the strong are respected. Wuyun Gerile can become the king of the large northern grassland in Nuo, so naturally he cannot be someone who lives up to his name.
If measured by level, I'm afraid it's still above level 220, which is on the same level as the elders and even heads of the major sects in the Central Plains. Not to mention that the manpower and material resources accumulated by the Prairie Wang family from generation to generation are simply vast, and there are countless more.
If we really talk about loyal guards and elders who are proficient in shamanism, the overall strength of the Gerile family, even if it is not as good as Kunlun Emei, the top sects such as the Five Directions Demon Sect, is enough to compete with Lou Guan Tao,
The Danding Sect, the Seventy-one Islands in the South China Sea, the Thirteen Different Sects and other major forces that are on equal footing
Therefore, as Ruoshui lamented, it is more difficult to obtain the Star Golden Lingxi Sand from the Gerile Wang family than to find a needle in a haystack. After all, there is only one ten thousandth chance of finding a needle in a haystack. But with Ruoshui's current strength, he can win
The possibility of walking around the Gerile Wang family’s secret treasures is infinitely close to zero. Comparing the two, Ruoshui might as well be like a headless fly all over the grassland in search of those ownerless Star Golden Spirit Sands.
However, Zheli is not a fool. Since he mentioned this matter, he naturally has his own plans.
"Brother Ruoshui, on a normal day, the tears that day were a secret treasure collected by the Gerile family, and
