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Chapter 342: The old monster from Montenegro is on the list of mountains and rivers! (First update)

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Whoosh!

It snowed heavily and the weather was extremely cold.

Qingzhou is covered with snow and there are few pedestrians. Once you get out of the pass and cross Liuji Mountain, you will see another scene. Further north, the weather is freezing and freezing, and it is extremely chilling.

Its climate and environment are much harsher than Qingzhou's.

Liuji Mountain is like a giant dragon lying on the ice sheet, blocking a large amount of ice tide from going south. It is like two worlds separated by a mountain.

In the scorching cold, the sky and the earth were filled with ice and fog, and visibility was extremely low. Not to mention people, even bears, tigers and wild boars did not dare to leave their dens in such severe cold.

The Golden Chamber Royal Court is located here, facing the Ming Dynasty across the mountain.

It's just that unlike the Ming Dynasty, which lived in clusters of cities, the Golden Wolf Court was mostly dominated by tribes. Tens of thousands of tribes of different sizes were located on the boundless snowfields.

Only many tribes close to the Ming Dynasty, influenced by the customs, gradually evolved into villages, walled cities, and also built cities.

Eight thousand miles to the north of Liuji Mountain, there is a huge mountain range that stretches for unknown thousands of miles. It is in the severe cold and covered with snow all year round. No matter how the seasons change, it does not change its color.

There are small villages located near the mountains.

"Hazi!"

The cold wind in the early morning blew, and there was a sharp scream.

Haqi, who was wrapped in deerskin and huddled in the pen with the cattle and sheep for warmth, shivered and woke up from his sleep. Without opening his eyes, he knew it was his vicious stepmother who was roaring.

Without any resistance, he stood up silently, wrapped himself in a thin deerskin, picked up his ax, and walked out of the house and the village under the light of the early morning snow.

The sky and the earth are covered with heavy snow. Looking to the north, the mountains are endless. In winter, few people are willing to go out, let alone enter the mountains.

But he had no choice.

After his biological mother died, he could only survive like this. Fortunately, he has grown up.

"Separate the family! We must separate the family!"

Holding the ax tightly and looking at the Changbai Mountains, he secretly swore.

No one wants to be someone else's dog, at least Haqi doesn't want to, but it's not easy to separate the family.

After standing silently for a long time, he got up and walked towards the mountain.

The nearby forest was occupied by several large households in the village. If he wanted to cut firewood, he would have to walk at least twenty miles, which was not easy in the ice and snow.

The biting cold wind could not be blocked by a thin deerskin, and soon he had to run to prevent himself from freezing to death.

Swish, swish, swish~

At a certain moment, he was shocked and heard something in the distance: "Is someone coming out to chop wood so early?"

He was curious and couldn't help but move closer. When he saw it, his eyes couldn't help but straighten.

In the snow forest, there was a young man in thin white clothes sitting cross-legged. His breathing was so long that the whole forest made a roar.

And the "rustling" sound he heard was actually the sound of various poisonous insects crawling out of the ground.

There are many poisonous insects in Baishan, but even he has never seen so many poisonous insects, and he can't help but feel a chill in his heart. However, the young man in white allowed the poisonous insects to crawl onto his body.

Withstand the bites of millions of poisonous insects!

"he……"

Haqi was a little frightened and was about to leave, when suddenly the young man in white opened his eyes.

Click!

There seemed to be a flash of lightning, followed by a heat wave. Visible to the naked eye, thousands of poisonous insects all lost their breath and fell like dust.

"May I have your name?"

Ha Qi staggered back, knelt down respectfully and replied: "Ha, Ha Qi."

"What a good name. In the Golden Wolf language, it means light."

The young man in white nodded.

He stood up slowly, shook off the ashes on his body, and was about to leave. Ha Qi looked at him and didn't know where the courage came from, so he knelt down:

"Haqi is willing to be your slave!"

"servant?"

The young man in white stopped and said dumbly:

"I don't need slaves."

"You don't want to be a slave, right?"

The young man in white looked at him deeply, as if he had seen through his soul: "You want to follow me and learn my martial arts, right?"

Haqi became more and more frightened, but he found the courage from nowhere and answered loudly: "Yes!"

"Why do you want to learn martial arts?"

The man in white asked.

"me……"

Haqi was startled, recalling the precarious life of the past ten years, and said in a solemn voice: "I, I don't want to sleep in the sheepfold anymore. I am a human being, not an animal..."

"Is that all?"

The man in white folded his arms and looked at it calmly.

Seeing that the other party was not angry, Haqi boldly said: "I want to have my own cattle and sheep, my own house, and my own woman!"

"Is that all?"

"ah?"

Haqi was confused: "Isn't this enough?"

"Because you have nothing, and if you have a little bit of everything, you will be satisfied. But once you have these, you will want more."

The man in white showed a sarcastic look: "When you have cattle, sheep, houses, and women, you will want land, more houses, more cattle, sheep, and women!"

"You will want to be a leader! You will want to expand the territory, you will want to be a khan, you will want to settle in the Golden Staff and become the king of the grassland, you will go south to seize the pass, and you will want to become the co-lord of heaven and earth!"

His voice was not loud, but every word exploded like thunder, causing Ha Qi to tremble all over.

In a daze, he felt that he had learned unparalleled martial arts, walked out of the mountains, settled in the king's tent, owned boundless land, countless cattle, sheep and women, and warriors as strong as the mountains and the sea.

Unknowingly, without even noticing it himself, the flame of ambition was drawn out.

"I think!"

"Hahaha!"

The man in white looked up and laughed, seemingly quite cheerfully. He patted Ha Qi on the shoulder and laughed:

"You and I are the same, you and I are the same!"

The warm air filled the whole body, and all the coldness disappeared. Ha Qi was stunned, is this martial arts?!

"The mountain forest here covers a radius of twenty miles. Somewhere in the forest, I buried martial arts secrets, magic weapons, and thirteen pairs of armor!"

"Use your hands to dig it out, then it will all be yours!"

The man in white raised his big sleeves and stepped forward, climbing the mountain.

Haqi's heart was surging and he couldn't help shouting:

"You, what's your name, where are you going?!"

In the whistling wind, the voice of the man in white came.

"My name is Ma Longtu, and I am going to the mountains to challenge the Lord of the Seven Kills Palace who has dominated the White Mountains and Black Waters for eight hundred years..."

"Old demon from Montenegro!"





Longyuan Road is located on the border of the Ming Dynasty, with three states and twenty-nine prefectures. Among them, Qingzhou is the most bitter and cold, Yunzhou is slightly better, and Baizhou is the richest.

Qinghe Prefecture, one of the nine prefectures in Baizhou, is located between the three prefectures and has many merchants from the three prefectures, so it is also extremely wealthy and has spawned a large number of gangs and sects.

Because Baizhou is close to Daocheng, most of the gangs and sects are related to Daocheng. When the imperial court purged the rivers and lakes, it ranked last. Later, because King Zhao of Xifu turned back midway, it became the only state in Longyuan Dao that had not been purged.

The prosperity of martial arts is far from comparable to that of Qingzhou and Yunzhou today.

Yang Prison led the big black dog and walked slowly on the street, feeling the lively streets.

The last heavy snowfall was half a month ago. The warmer weather has brought a lot more pedestrians on the streets. It has been three or four days since he came to Qinghe Fucheng in disguise.

Although there are notices about him posted in the streets and alleys, this does not prevent him from going shopping.

Unlike the bleak situation in Deyang Mansion, Qinghe Mansion is in peace. The biggest disaster seems to be the heavy snowfall half a month ago, which collapsed several houses in the east of the city.

The martial arts style in Yunzhou is quite strong. At a glance, there are far more martial arts people carrying swords and swords than in Qingzhou Fucheng. Of course, there are not many masters.

Except for himself who has ulterior motives.

"Among the six gates, he is good at practicing and he really doesn't deceive me."

The long street is crowded with people, and shops and vendors abound. Unfortunately, pills are contraband, and even if the Baizhou martial arts are fierce, it is impossible to sell them openly.

In fact, the vast majority of warriors cannot take a few pills throughout the year. This is not a problem of expensiveness.

It's impossible to buy it.

For ordinary warriors, if they want to obtain elixirs, joining the Six Sects is the first choice, followed by becoming a guest minister in the Great Sect. If neither of these is possible, the only choice is to become a guard in the Shi family.

If you fail to do all three, then you can only accept the tasks assigned by Six Gates and lick your blood for it.

Fortunately, Yang Yu had completed his blood transfusion at this time and still had the power of the Great Human Yuan Pill in his body. There was no urgent need. He just wanted to further try to improve the blood of the big black dog, so he needed a batch of pills.

He casually glanced at the street and found nothing. Yang Yu turned around and walked into the restaurant on the street.

Qinghe Mansion is quite prosperous and has many restaurants. Although the one he went to is not the largest, it is because it is not that there are more martial arts people in it.

A mixture of fish and dragons is just right for Yang Yu to absorb his destiny.

In three days, he absorbed thousands of lives into the purple gold gourd, and thus ignited the furnace where the living dead were about to be extinguished.

"Sir, this is today's 'Long Yuan Residence Newspaper'..."

The waiter brought food and wine, as well as a copy of the newspaper.

Di Bao, also known as Di Chao, is also known as Chao Bao, Tiao Bao, and Miscellaneous Bao. It was first used by the imperial court to deliver public notices to provinces, prefectures, and prefectures under its jurisdiction.

Later, it gradually evolved into a document recording important events of the imperial court, records of rivers and lakes, and wanted documents of the imperial court.

It is an indispensable source of intelligence for Jianghu personnel.

"Um?"

Scanning today's copy of Longyuan Mansion's newspaper, Yang Yu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He saw his name on the newspaper.

Rebellion from Jin Yiwei Yang Yu escaped from Pingdu Mountain. General Wei was suspected of being seriously injured. Shortly after returning to Tianlang Pass, he announced that he would be in seclusion.

"Wei Zhengxian is seriously injured?!"

Yang Yu's eyes narrowed.

With Wei Zhengxian's martial arts skills, could anyone in Qingzhou actually hurt him, or seriously?

He continued to read, but unfortunately the newspaper was unclear and full of fallacies. It even mentioned that his accomplices were responsible...

The content that followed was lackluster, and only the last few strokes attracted his attention:

‘Seventh on the Mountains and Rivers List, Ma Longtu’ appeared in Montenegro, suspected of wanting to challenge the master of the Seven Kills Palace, the old demon of Montenegro.


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