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Chapter 112: The Lieshan Clan (Part 2)



Everyone around looked at Xu Junming with fear in their eyes.

General You Jia is also famous in Lieshan City. With his perfect martial arts training, he is only one step away from becoming a powerful general.

It was such an existence, but it was flicked away by that Taoist with one finger?!

"You are the general!"

Jiang Shinian was shocked, but he was imprisoned by the teacher's magic power and could not move at all.

"Don't worry, with his martial arts skills, this injury is nothing." Xu Junming said calmly.

"Teacher, I mean no offense to you, General A, but..."

He waved his hand to interrupt him.

"No need to say more. I have no intention of arguing with a junior."

With a wave of his sleeve, the seal on Jiang Shinian disappeared instantly.

Just when he was about to apologize and go to check on You A's injuries, the latter had already slowly flown over.

However, compared to the fierce and powerful look just now, when facing Xu Junming again, there was more fear in his eyes and a bit more caution in his expression.

He can be suppressed with one finger, and the opponent's cultivation level has obviously reached an unimaginable level.

"Now am I qualified to be the teacher of your young patriarch?"

Your A's face turned red and he didn't dare to speak.

"In the future, Taoist priest, please come to the Red Emperor Shrine to have a talk."

An old voice came from afar.

"It's the patriarch."

"Lord Yandi."

Everyone exclaimed.

Xu Junming smiled calmly, "Let's go."

Jiang Shinian nodded, and the former scalper walked in front.

At this time, there was no such thing as a barbican city. After crossing the city gate, there were simple houses made of trees.

It is indeed simple and simple, with the whole body made of logs, the top covered with animal skins, and simply tied with animal sinews.

In later generations, such a house was called a hunter's cabin, but here it is indeed Yancheng, the ancestral home of the Lieshan clan.

Probably because it is located in the south and has a hot climate, Lieshan's names are all related to "fire".

The city is called Yancheng, and the leader of the Lieshan clan is honored as the ‘Yandi’.

If we use the map of Asia as an analogy, the Buzhou Mountain area controlled by Chongshan Academy is equivalent to the Western China Region.

The territory of the Fuxi clan is equivalent to the Guanzhong Plain, and the scope of the entire Fuxi clan alliance is equivalent to Shaanxi, Gansu, Ningxia, parts of Shanxi and Sichuan, and it is still expanding.

The Lieshan clan's territory is equivalent to the Jianghan Plain, and including the tribes belonging to the Lieshan clan, it is roughly equivalent to Huguang.

The entire prehistoric world is like Asia magnified by millions of trillions of trillions of times.

From Wanqiu, the territory of Fuxi clan, to Yancheng of Lieshan clan, Xu Junming walked intermittently for nearly 20,000 years.

Of course this is not an exaggeration.

Compared with the prehistoric main world, what is more vast is the prehistoric starry sky.

If we describe it, the prehistoric world is the earth, and the prehistoric starry sky is the Milky Way that has expanded countless times.

Crossing the main world of the prehistoric world, with Xu Junming's current ability, without the use of space secrets, it would probably take about ten thousand years to fly with all his strength.

But flying across the vast starry sky takes ten thousand times longer.

This kind of vastness has completely surpassed the imagination of ordinary people in the closed semi-primitive and semi-slave era.

Yancheng is different from Wanqiu in that it is not built on a mountain, but is based on the center of a broad and flat plain.

From the outside to the inside, there are three walls.

The outermost layer is giant trees, the second layer is rammed earth, and the innermost layer is pure rock.

The Red Emperor Shrine is a magnificent stone temple.

The stone hall, which is a hundred feet wide, is supported by four giant pillars dozens of feet thick. The surrounding walls are embossed with cloud patterns symbolizing flames, which are mysterious and mysterious.

After getting off the back of the ox, he reached out and patted it, and took the ox into Chongshan Residence. Under the leadership of Jiang Shinian, he climbed up the steps, passed through the huge stone gate, and appeared in front of a broad hall.

Oncoming, on the wall in the center, there is a relief sculpture of a figure with a bull's head and a human body, holding a giant sword in his left hand and holding a flaming flower in his right hand.

Under the statue is a golden throne about ten feet high.

It is inlaid with exquisite gems and beautiful flame patterns.

On the left and right sides of the golden throne, there are four rows of twenty-four jade piers with a diameter of nine feet.

The jade pier is completely blue, with flame cloud patterns only in the center, and the rest is blank.

The surrounding walls are embossed with some murals outlined with simple lines, depicting hunting, gathering, and conquests. They are like a grand narrative poem, telling the story of the Lieshan clan's victory over the great flood and their rapid rise to power.

While Xu Junming was quickly surveying the hall, an old man wearing linen clothes, a jade belt around his waist, an exaggerated bull-headed hat on his head, a majestic expression, and holding a scepter strode over.

"The Emperor Yan of Lieshan clan has met the Taoist priest."

"The True Lord of Chongshan, Xu Junming, bowed his head."

"Master Taoist, please take a seat."

"please."

After greeting each other.

Step into the main hall.

Emperor Yan flew up and landed on the golden throne in the middle.

Xu Junming's body flew up lightly and slowly landed on the first jade seat on the left.

As for Jiang Shinian, he sat under Xu Junming. Emperor Yan Jiang Qiao frowned slightly when he saw this.

"May I ask where is Changxian Township? Which sect do you come from?"

"Pindao comes from Buzhoushan Chongshan Academy?"

"Chongshan Academy?"

"Exactly."

Emperor Yan Jiang Qiao thought about it for a long time and had no impression at all.

But he didn't show any contempt, and even he could hardly do it when he knocked away the admiral's perfect Lieshan armor with one finger.

"It is rumored that Buzhou Mountain has been destroyed in the Lich War, and that hundreds of millions of miles around have been turned into ruins?"

With a faint smile, "Buzhou Mountain can be destroyed, and naturally it can also be rebuilt. Over tens of millions of years, through the efforts of our sect, although it is no longer the first mountain in the world, it is still a blessed place rich in spiritual energy."

"In this way, your sect is really a great meritorious deed. It's a pity that our Lieshan clan is too far away from Mount Buzhou, so it's difficult to see the four-dimensional splendor of the Tianzhu."

After sighing, the conversation changed.

"Taoist Master, are you here just to accept a fool like me as your disciple?"

Shaked his head.

"No. The poor Taoist was traveling all over the world quietly and thoughtfully. When he was passing through Wushan, he happened to meet Mr. Ling who accidentally drank 'Purple Centipede' and fell to the ground with poison."

"Pindao has always been good at observing Qi. Seeing that he has profound merits and is not a bad person, he used elixirs to remove the poisonous Qi in his body and revive his life. After seeing my wonderful hands, I asked the young master to prepare to become a disciple and seek enlightenment."

"Pindao had no intention of accepting a disciple, but he had the kindness to study medicine and save all people, so he agreed to teach him medicine."

"Young master, please respect your teacher and respect your teachings. Although you are not my disciple, you will be called your teacher."

Hearing this, Red Emperor Jiang Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

His son was extremely talented and had profound merits, so he was determined to let him become a disciple of the saint, so as to find a strong backer for the Lieshan family.

During the time when he was the leader of the Lieshan clan and the Yan Emperor of the Lieshan Tribe Alliance, he had already understood who was calling the shots in the ancient world.

Although this True Monarch of Chongshan is extraordinary in strength, he is not a disciple of a saint after all.

Jiang Shinian suddenly walked forward and knelt on his knees.


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