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Chapter 1196: Flesh enlightenment

The guide on the ship that Wo'jin took was a pandaren. After being with Thrall for many years, Wo'jin got to know many pandaren through Chen Stormstout, which finally came in handy now.

Under the guidance of the pandaren guide, the ship successfully passed through the fog and landed in the Krasarang Jungle.

This pandaren guide completed his final mission gloriously and became Vol'jin's food. In order to find Thrall, Vol'jin must maintain sufficient physical strength.

Looking at the dense jungle, the well-fed Wojin wrapped himself in a new fur coat, feeling extremely confident. The Darkspear tribe was good at fighting in the jungle, and when they encountered the forest, they felt as if they were coming home.

The newspaper said that Thrall had become the king of the hozens. Vol'jin decided to start with this clue and cautiously walked into the jungle.

A few days after landing in Vol'jin, Garrosh's Kor'kron advance force also successfully passed through the fog and landed in Krasarang Jungle.

Several warships docked, and a large group of elite orcs disembarked and set up camp on the coast to prepare for the arrival of the subsequent army.

Varian and Garrosh prepared to invade Pandaria almost at the same time, but Garrosh was faster. This was determined by the two sides' completely different war philosophies.

As the saying goes, before the three armies move, food and grass will go first.

When the Kingdom of Stormwind mobilizes its army, it must collect enough food and grass, which takes a lot of time.

But the orcs have no worries about this at all. They only need to load some hay on the boat and gather the tauren from Thunder Bluff to go forward together.

The tauren eat grass, and the orcs eat the tauren. After the necromancer transforms the tauren's bones into the Forsaken, the tribe's overall combat effectiveness is not lost.

After landing in Pandaria, the orcs began to hunt everywhere. They set fire to the forest, drove out the wild beasts, and hunted them. They prepared a large amount of food in a short period of time with very high efficiency.

Although the final result is that the forest disappears, leaving a barren land, this is not important. For the tribe, victory at all costs is the most important thing.

Orcs appeared in Pandaria, smoke billowed from Krasarang Jungle, and the news quickly spread throughout the world.

Many pandaren shed tears of excitement, especially the Dove of Peace, which supported the orcs. They ran around, constantly lobbying their compatriots, and said impassionedly:

"Dear compatriots, the opportunity for physical enlightenment has come. The orcs who saved the world have finally landed in Pandaria. The four gods teach us that as long as we take the initiative to feed the orcs to eat, we can achieve physical enlightenment and become immortal existences."

"Tao follows nature, and heaven and man are one. In ancient times, there were panda sages who sacrificed their lives to feed eagles, which has become a legend spread throughout the ages. Nowadays, there are pandas who sacrifice their lives to feed the beasts. The four gods passed down the oracle. When we are eaten by the beasts, we will all

He will become a sage, leave a name in history, and be admired by all generations."

Since the failure of the resistance forces led by Guo Daxia of Zhuque Temple, the Dove of Peace has had the absolute right to speak within the Pandaren.

The pandas have basically reached a unified thought. Many pandas excitedly shouted the slogan of saving Azeroth and took the initiative to enter the orc camp in the Krasarang Jungle. With the goal of becoming enlightened in the flesh, they willingly became the food of the orcs.

Of course, there are different voices within the Dove of Peace.

Many pandaren scholars believe that Garrosh, the chief of the tribe, is great, and Thrall, the savior, is also indispensable. Pandaren should not favor one and treat them equally, and gradually form the Garrosh faction and the Thrall faction within the Dove of Peace.

There are not many Pandaren who keep a clear head, and Lorewalker Zhou Zhuo is one of them, determined to unite the Pandaren and drive out the brutal and evil Orcs.

Four of the five major martial arts holy places of the Pandaren believe in the Four Gods. Now that the Four Gods are actively supporting the orcs, Zhou Zhuo has no choice but to go to the Shadow Trace Monastery to discuss with Zhu Talan.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the gate of Shaozong Temple, Zhou Zhuo saw his portrait at the door, and a wanted order signed by Zhu Talan himself, for Zhou Zhuo, the great traitor of Pandaria.

Zhou Zhuo hurriedly covered his head and face with a black cloth and hid aside, not knowing what to do.

While Zhou Zhuo was hesitating, a burly man in black came to the door of the Shado Temple.

Zhou Zhuo smelled a stench from the man in black, and the man in black covered his head and face like Zhou Zhuo, and barged in unceremoniously through the gate.

No one in the Shado Zen Monastery disrespects anyone in Pandaria. Even the four noble gods must maintain basic etiquette when they come here.

As expected, the man in black who forced his way in was stopped by the monks from the Shado Temple.

"Who dares to break into the Shado Temple?"

The young disciple guarding the gate pushed the man in black to the ground with a little force.

Zhou Zhuo shook his head, it turned out that he was just a fanatic with a false appearance.

The man in black got up, patted the dust on his body, and took off the black cloth on his face, revealing a ferocious face with a pair of sharp fangs, which only frightened the two gatekeepers and trembled all over.

"I am an orc monk. Because I have a huge appetite, I need to eat eight meals a day. I am nicknamed "Eight Meals" by others. Today I will overturn the entire Shado Temple with one hand."

"It's an orc, a noble orc."

The two disciples who were guarding the door were so frightened that their hands and feet were weak and their whole bodies were weak. Badun slapped one of the disciples down, opened his mouth and bit the disciple's neck, until he saw that he was dead.

Another disciple rolled and crawled into the Shado Temple, shouting: "The orcs are coming, the orcs are coming."

Badun chewed his disciple's flesh and blood, sneered, and strode into the mountain gate, shouting as he walked: "Where is Taran Zhu? I can kill you with just one finger. Pandaren are all useless trash."

For a moment, the Shao Zong Temple was in a state of chaos. The disciples each used their superb Qinggong skills to scale the walls and escape into the depths of the courtyard. All major venues were closed, and the leader, Zhu Taran, stayed behind closed doors.

The orc monk Badun couldn't find his opponent, and his face turned pale with anger, and he roared:

"You timid Pandaren, I didn't expect you to be so cowardly. Since you don't dare to come out to compete with me, don't blame me for being rude."

Badun found something to ignite the fire and prepared to burn down the Shado Temple.

Shao Zong Temple has a long history, and most of the buildings are made of wood. If a fire breaks out, the entire Shao Zong Temple will be reduced to a sea of ​​flames.

Seeing that Batun had started to light the fire, Zhu Taran, who was watching from a distance, was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He didn't know what to do. The four heavenly gods gave him ten thousand courages, and he didn't dare to offend a noble person.

Orcs.

Suddenly, an old panda man jumped out, holding a broom, put out the fire several times, and stood still like an ancient pine tree.

This panda is too old, his vitality and blood have declined, the fat on his body has disappeared, and he is as thin as an undead.

Badun sneered: "Who are you?"

The old panda man said uprightly: "I am the sweeping monk, Ye Zhi, and I am willing to learn your brilliant tips."

Badun laughed: "Zhu Taran was so scared that he couldn't leave the house. Just because of your old bones, old man, are you here to surrender to me?"

The old Pandaren threw away the broom: "Let you see the backbone of the Pandaren. We Pandaren are the greatest nation in Azeroth."

Zhou Zhuo stood aside and watched the fight, both sides exchanged punches and kicks. The old panda man won because of his exquisite moves, while the orc Badun's advantage lay in his physical strength.

The two sides fought for a long time. The old panda man resisted Badun's punch and kicked Badun in the crotch. The orc Badun immediately fell to the ground. It took him a long time to get up and walked out of the mountain gate without looking back.

Zhou Zhuo couldn't help but sigh. The old panda had not even cultivated his true energy, and was not even as good as the most ordinary disciple, but he had courage that other pandas did not have.

No matter how strong martial arts is, what's the use if you don't have courage?

Zhou Zhuo gave up persuading Zhu Taran, not knowing what to do, and felt sad for the future of the panda people.


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