Jiang Tian's face instantly returned to calm, his eyes became clear and sharp, and his divine sense transmitted a voice: "Ghost Wolf, how long will it take to get to the forbidden area of the Monument Forest?"
"Lieutenant Lord, we have entered the edge of the Wanzhu Mountains. With the previous speed, it takes a day!"
Aotian Jianzun said respectfully.
"Then don't care about this half day!"
Jiang Tian made a slight head and glanced at the pitiful two -year -old child. Zhan Yan laughed: "Respect is worse than obedience. Thank you for the invitation!" Take everyone step by step and enter the village.
"The arrival of a guest is the honor of our Tiancun!"
The villagers in Tiancun were extremely enthusiastic. The village chief gave the guests to the stone room, burned water to split firewood, and ordered a puppet, a sword -toothed tiger, specially entertaining Jiang Tian, all of them were hard dishes.
God they speak.
Children and domestic animals such as piggy dragons and iron bone dogs gathered in the villages, and they looked around from time to time. The women were happily and enthusiastic.
The village was originally beyond imagination. The houses are stones and wood, and the ax is even stones. There are almost as many metal utensils. There are only a few hunted iron knives and spears. All families, except for food, can be described as family disciples.
Jiang Tian has the feeling of entering the primitive tribes of Changshou Village, Lake Kaskas on the earth.
However, Jiang Tian's consciousness shot, but noticed that in the depths of the house, there were several soldiers, which were very old, but still sharp. The key is the ancient text of "Heavenly Court of Gong".
Jiang Tian's heart was slightly shocked, and it was not unexpected. They should be the survivors of the ancient Tianting, or it was related to it, no wonder it was called Tiaocun.
Several women girls with hands and feet, poured tea with the pottery cup to respect the tea.
The tea here is very strange. The leaves and petals of some kind of elixir are collected, as well as dried fruit slices, which are very similar to fruit tea on the earth.
The village chief laughed: "You come from the outside, I heard that the outside world has changed.
"indeed!"
Jiang Tian said calmly:
"This place has changed greatly, and no longer belongs to the emperor's jurisdiction. How can the old man care about this?"
"I heard that Jiang Taichu is the indigenous people of Xiantu, and even from the distant solar system?" The village chief didn't answer, but then asked.
"That's it!"
"Guest, the old man is lost for a while!"
The village chief's face was slightly calm, and when he walked out, he said a few words that Jiang Tian didn't understand. Suddenly the village was jubilant, men shouted their arms, and many women and girls shed tears.
Jiang Tian walked out of the door and laughed: "Mr. village chief, can you look around in the village?"
"Consistent, please be yourself!"
Later, the village chief led all male villagers to carry a few beasts, and went to a huge stone platform in the middle of the mountain, and worshiped a grave three times.
Before the grave, a huge bone entangled with iron vines was kneeling. Even after endless years, it was extremely rotten, but it was faintly fluctuated with mana, and the fierce spirit was filled.
The bright red beast blood stained the boulder platform, flowing along the carved map on the stone, red and gorgeous, coupled with the long beast hair, the scales of cold light, and the giant horn.
The breath came from the face.
Jiaohei's grave is as silent as in the past, and did not respond at all. It has never been used by sacrifice, but many villagers know that it has spirit!
Several strong men were thrown out of an ancient stone monument from a pit in a pit.
"Fighting the tomb of Zhao Ziming Zhenzhen Jun in the South Gate", solemnly placed in front of the grave.
The village chief moved forward with the water, and carefully wiped the dirt on the tombstone.
"Yuanzu, the emperor of the world is dead. Your stele can finally stand upright. Perhaps, soon, the emperor of the market will be killed ... Let's look forward to it together!"
The village chief was holding a cane. With the help of the two children, he was still trembling and shaking.
In the village, there are still many young teenagers and women and children, silver -knife Huohuo, cutting the barbaric beast, peeling the bones, and from time to time, the splash of Mars, the bones of the giant beast are hard and amazing, it is difficult to cut.
Long Shengnan, Zhang Qingyang and even Bai Muxue helped with great interest, the exercises urged, Zhenyuan condensed into a knife, everything was broken, causing the children to cheer for a while.
"It's so amazing!"
"They are legendary monks, they can become immortals!" The children admired them very much, and their eyes revealed their desire.
Some people have already prepared a large pot of the pottery, and take over the blood essence retained in the special parts of the animal body. This is an excellent blood supplement for them, which is very rare.
"Uncle Ghost Wolf, take a bite!" Zhang Qingyang folded a period of cold crow wings and ate it in his hand.
"You let me eat my distant relatives. Zhang Qingyang, your little calf is very bad. Find?"
The ghost wolf watched the cold crow meat that was grilled, and his face was very painful.
"It's really fragrant. The fierce birds that often fly, the meat is very flexible, and it is swallowed by the psychic grass, so as to make up!"
Zhang Qingyang was splashed with saliva, and it was extremely popular.
"Aotian, your old boy no matter how much your apprentice. Be careful of me!"
The ghost wolf gritted his teeth and drank hard, and accidentally, but he shed two brilliant saliva. He sucked in.
"Haha, Uncle Ghost Wolf, you are clearly mouthful!" Zhang Qingyang couldn't support it.
"Uncle Ghost Wolf, don't force yourself!"
"Ghost wolf, why do you have to embarrass yourself! You have to admit your heart!"
Long Shengnan laughed, and even Aotian Jianzun made a boredom, Bai Muxue also showed a smile.
"I'm drooling because of the sword -tooth tiger meat ..." The ghost wolf died without admitting, and turned my eyes aside.
He was really moving. The meat of the crow was too fragrant. He put the spices of local specialty, oil and honey, and the people in Tiancun were very good at barbecue.
The ultimate human being.
This is a rare relaxation for Jiang Tian and others.
In the same way of war, danger, nervousness, no one can carry it, one by one, relaxed, and relaxed. They temporarily forgot to fight and fight, turn into mortals, experience the world of red dust, relax the body and mind.
The two -year -old girl wearing a bellyband sat with her father under the corner, worriedly watching her father's bandage of bleeding.
"Dad, how long will you take?"
She was still a bit stubborn, but her body was very strong, contained in strength, her small face was nervous and worried, and crystal tears turned around in her eyes.
This is the inheritance of this family. The blood veins are special. They have spent early and walking. Their ethnic group has been exercising the physical body since ancient times.
"As long as three months, Dad can get up, let you ride a horse!"
Dahan's face was pale and affected by pain, but he still smiled lovingly, and didn't want his daughter to worry.
Next to, Dahan's wife turned his back and shed tears silently. The man was bitten by a sword -tooth tiger, leaving venom at the bones and wounds, which was difficult to heal. Even if he cured, he could not walk anymore.
But she couldn't bear to tell her daughter that her daughter was sad.
The hunter in the village, in fact, every other time, someone will be injured or even died in the mouth of the barbaric beast. Their life is very difficult. Such a bumper harvest is accompanied by a painful fall.
"I don't need three months at all ..."
At this time, Jiang Tian came over lazily, took out a bottle of elixir, and laughed: "Three incense is enough!"
"Thanks to the immortal for giving elixir!"
Dahan and his wife quickly took the elixir, kneeling and thanking, excitedly trembling, and her gratitude.
They knew that Jiang Tian was a monk and could help them, but they even heard that the monks were very proud. They regarded their lives like grass and mustard. They regarded the elixir as a baby, and they would never help them.
Therefore, they did not ask for a begging, so as not to make guests embarrassed.
But I didn't expect Jiang Tian to give Lingdan aurora.