Song Zheng killed those giant eagles and flew past them without stopping for a moment.
They flew over a majestic mountain peak. At the foot of the peak, there were hundreds of giant insects fighting each other, trying to climb the giant peak and compete for the strange red flower that bloomed in the scorching sun on the top of the peak.
A Peak Heavenly Lord who was good at alchemy was very excited. He pointed at the red flower and shouted: "That is the flowering of ten thousand years of Yanggen grass. Even if I search all over Hongwu, I'm afraid I can't find even one. Let's go down quickly...
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Song Zheng shouted with a sullen face: "Quickly leave!"
Everyone who was excitedly preparing to rush down was startled. Peak Tianzun couldn't help but said: "Sir, these are rare flowers and rare herbs that can only be encountered..."
Song Zhengli ignored him and ran away quickly.
"This..." Everyone had no choice but to follow, and they tried their best, otherwise they would be thrown far away by the adults. Peak Tianzun looked at the red flower of Ten Thousand Years of Sunroot Grass below with great distress,
I gritted my teeth and followed the adults, murmuring in my heart: Sir, what happened today?
Lu Wanmin quickly followed him and tried his best to be able to follow the master closely. He also saw that something was wrong with the master's state today. He didn't know what happened, but he was worried that something would happen to the master.
Be sure to stick tightly for protection.
Along the way, they finally experienced the happiness that Da Qin and the Seven Kills had before, which could not be contained in their precious fingers. It was a pity that it was just an eye-catching experience.
Various spiritual trees, elixirs, and silly high-level wild beasts lying in the grass with their bellies turned over to bask in the sun can be seen everywhere on the ground.
As long as they rushed down, they felt that if they grabbed it, they would be a rare treasure in Hongwu. However, Song Zheng was not stopping for a moment in front, and there were no such things in his eyes. They did not dare to stop and quickly followed him.
Some people still have luck in their hearts: Could it be that the adults sensed some real treasure and were worried that they would not be able to snatch it, so they rushed over against the clock, giving up everything on the way.
In Song Zheng's Yang Shen perception, the "response" in front of him became stronger and stronger. The closer he got, the more clearly he could sense that Miao Yun'er and the others seemed to be undergoing some changes, because of the "response"
With the existence of the sun, his Yang Shen perception was seriously disturbed and he could not know exactly what happened. This made him so anxious that he couldn't care about anything along the way.
The distance of three thousand miles came in an instant, and the surrounding mountains were still continuous, but the "population" had obviously increased. Some villages and towns appeared in the mountains, and in these villages and towns, they were all normal human beings, and no such changes had occurred.
When passing the first small mountain village, Lu Wanmin shouted from behind: "Sir..."
Song Zheng turned a deaf ear and passed quickly. When he reached the fourth village, Lu Wanmin gritted his teeth and forcibly activated his spirit energy. His meridians felt a tearing sensation, and he accelerated faster than Song Zheng and stopped in front of him. He bowed and said:
"Sir, please calm down!"
He pointed to the villages and towns below and said: "Catch some people, interrogate them, and know yourself and the enemy."
He said it very concisely. Song Zheng calmed down a little, nodded and said: "It should be so."
He was still anxious in his heart, but he could tell that Lu Wanmin's suggestion was very correct. In his eagerness, he didn't care about much, and took the great god of heaven and earth to the next place. The small town in the mountain had about a thousand people.
There was a cry of exclamation, and Song Zheng was completely restrained.
He took a photo of Yang Shen and picked out a figure who seemed to be the leader in the town, and a ball of sapphire distraction blended into it.
The monsters used a completely different language from them before, but Bao Lan was distracted and directly assimilated it, and the memory of that person's life turned into a stream of thoughts and was sent into Song Zheng's mind.
His Yang God is so powerful that if such complex memories merge into the minds of ordinary people, they would probably cause people to bleed from their orifices and faint on the spot. But for him, it is just a matter of looking up.
That man was indeed a mayor-like figure in the town. In his memory, the strongest emotion was shock.
The cultivation method in this world is to obtain "divine power", integrate it into oneself, and then develop the treasure of divine power little by little, and continue to become stronger.
In the eyes of Song Zheng and others, they are monster-like existences, but in their minds they are sacred and powerful. Those who have integrated divine power are called "divine disciples" and are the most respected existences in this world, because
They must be the most pious if they can integrate divine power.
The reason why this man was able to become the "mayor" was precisely because there were three divine disciples in his family within a hundred years.
This town has a population of 1,000, and a total of ten disciples were born within a hundred years. Based on his memory, Song Zheng estimated that among the mountain people in this mountain, an average of one hundred people could give birth to one disciple within a hundred years.
A divine disciple.
However, there are no specific statistics on how many people have failed to integrate divine power.
Just this number is already astonishing, because choosing one out of a hundred has greatly exceeded the chance of a monk being born in their world.
After integrating divine power, you can keep climbing, unlike monks who have to pass through many levels during the cultivation process. If you are not careful, you may go crazy and become a demon and die.
But Song Zheng also analyzed and found that because this is a world of divine power cultivation, it is not like their world where the cultivation civilization is developed and the population is large. In these thousands of miles of mountains, the total population is only about 100,000, so the overall number of divine disciples is
The number shouldn't be too surprising.
He searched this person's memory and quickly found what he wanted: just three days ago, a team of divine disciples passed through the town, and the mayor and his people were waiting on them carefully.
In this team, there are three powerful divine disciples with two heads and eight arms, and there are also more than a dozen eight-armed divine disciples, but there are three "ordinary people" mixed among them.
When Song Zheng "saw" the appearance of these three people clearly, his body couldn't help but tremble: it was Fatty and the three of them.
He let out a sigh of relief. Fatty and the others were indeed still alive. This was the best news he had heard after escaping from the sky fire.
He almost couldn't help but want to leave immediately to rescue the three people, but he forcibly restrained this impulse and continued to check the mayor's memory.
Then he knew that these divine disciples were going to escort these three ordinary people back to the Eastern Kazan Divine City, and he was very sure that the Eastern Kazan Divine City was the "response" he sensed!
Unfortunately, the mayor's knowledge of the Eastern Kazan Sacred City is very limited. He only knows that this sacred city dominates the surrounding mountainous area. If you want to become a disciple, you must go to the Eastern Kazan Sacred City.
The mayor has only heard of a few higher-level sacred cities, and their names are very vague. Therefore, in the minds of these mountain people, the Eastern Kazan sacred city is second only to the "Holy Land".
The term Holy Land exudes a special brilliance in the memory of the mayor. This is not only because of the piety in the mind of the mayor, but also probably involves some special laws of this world. Holy Land is indeed sacred in this world.
The most powerful and devout gods live in the Holy Land. That is the Kingdom of Heaven in the minds of all believers. The biggest dream of almost all believers in this life is to take a look outside the Holy Land. They cannot enter the Holy Land.
In the mayor's memory, all the useful information is these. Whether it is about how to become a divine disciple or the specific details of the divine city, the mayor can't find it in his memory. He has never been to the Eastern Kazan divine city in his life because he can't reach it yet.
When he reached the standard for promotion to a divine disciple, his original plan was to go to the divine city to try for promotion within ten years.
Song Zheng pressed his hand down, and the whole town fell silently into Jiang Xiaodongtian, the goddess of heaven in his little cave world. He had transformed it into a battlefield where wild beasts and insects fought for each other, and the living environment was extremely harsh.
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He couldn't let any news leak out, so he couldn't leave these people here. They should have a means of summons to notify the Eastern Kazan Holy City.
"Let's go!" Song Zheng shouted, and once again took the lead and flew away.
Lu Wanmin caught up and asked in a low voice: "Sir, what are our plans next?"
"Plan?" Song Zheng agreed, seeming a little absent-minded. He remembered that he was indeed accustomed to making decisions before taking action, and his subordinates were already accustomed to executing according to the adults' plans. They would definitely be able to win in the end, even if it was
The situation seems to be irreversible.
But this time, Song Zheng had no plan, or the plan was to kill Yun'er and the others simply and rudely.
As for how powerful the Eastern Kashan Divine City was and whether they could win, Song Zheng had no time to think about it, and he didn't want to think too much about it.
Not long after, they saw a huge statue of gods appearing among the mountains. These statues were breathtaking. They were carved from the entire mountain peak, peeling off the vegetation and soil on the surface. A mountain peak is
A statue of a god.
The statue looks very simple, yet solemn.
All the statues have the same appearance, with thousands of faces and thousands of arms. Sitting down is a giant elephant symbolizing strength.
This seems to correspond to the promotion path of a divine disciple.
Some of these statues are obviously very old at first glance, but there are not even a crack or a wild tree growing on them. It is obvious that believers often come to clean them, and they seem to be shrouded in divine power.
Further away, there are four-armed and eight-armed god disciples who are clearing new mountains and preparing to dig out statues of gods.
In the basin surrounded by many statues of gods, there is a strange and large city.
The city does not have tall city walls. At the edge, there are huge divine pillars that are hundreds of feet high. Carved on the pillars are also the gods with thousands of faces and thousands of arms riding on the giant statue.
There are waves of divine power shrouding the pillars, isolating the entire city from the mountains outside.
There are many houses built in an orderly manner in the city, but they all appear low, highlighting the huge temple in the center of the city.
When he arrived here, Song Zheng already understood that the "response" he felt came from this majestic temple.
And when he stood here, he felt as if he were face to face with the three fat men, and their auras were clearly conveyed from the temple!