Chapter 676: Passing the Territory
These despicable tribes have learned some basic skills inheritance and writing because they fled everywhere and gradually spread the text skills.
Hundreds of years have passed, and they have become a climate.
The lowly clan not only has its own writing skills, but also sets surnames and superficial laws, and even has a vague tendency to incite the lowly clan to fight against his master, just like a little demon.
Which one jumps the highest and makes the most noise, just pick him out and kill him in public.
I have killed a few people who jumped high in the past few years. Is the rest of the nasty tribe still obedient and obedient?
But the cheap people know a lot, and it is a little better. Not only does our territory have a double wealth.
And before, we were Dingkou who fled to Ma Wujiang's territory and were joked by the surrounding demons.
In the past few hundred years, Dingkou has also fled to the surrounding neighbors' territories. Everyone is holding a broken stick, it’s so funny.
It seems that he is not very good at treating his subordinates well.
The three demons discussed the gifts when Ma Wujiang passed the tribulation, and the topic turned to the lowly tribe who produced wealth.
None of them realized what it means when the lowly tribes under Ma Wujiang who had already become slaves began to "escape" from all directions.
Suddenly, the last thunder in the sky fell.
The three demons immediately stopped and stared at the sky with nervous expressions. Success or failure is at this moment!
But I saw Ma Wujiang pausing with four hooves, countless auspicious clouds emerged from the sky, covering his body. The thunder fell into the clouds like a ball of thunder wrapped around Ma Wujiang, and the roar continued.
Time seems to have passed for a long time, but it seems to be just a moment.
Thunder dissipated.
The new Void Refining Demon Saint Ma Wujiang landed from the air, laughing wildly, and raising his eyebrows - haha, a certain family is indeed a genius, and finally surpasses the old man.
The old man worked hard all his life and lost his life to break through the refining of the refining of the refining of the refining of the refining of the refining of the refining of the refining of the refining of the refining of the refining of the refining of the refining of the refining of the refining of the refining of the young.
As sure Brother Yuan Shi was right. Although I was a mixed-race, I was all very good at it, and my physique was far beyond my ancestors!
Next is to set a small goal, work hard to practice, and surpass the old man as soon as possible!
The old man was a real saint in the past, otherwise he would not have left them with such a big family business and could have become the mount of the Mahayana Holy.
But, is the fusion true saint your end?
Of course not. We should set another grand goal. Ma Wujiang remembered Yuan Dianshan’s encouragement... We are all demon clans, why is it because of their noble nature?
Isn’t it because of the high cultivation level, so the bloodline is noble?
What's the best mount for the Mahayana Holy mount?
If you want to be the most holy Mahayana!
He felt excited and was proud, and the three demon clouds below had already rushed over.
When Madam Yuetu, Zhongshan wolf, and Thousand-legged centipede were below, Ma Wujiang had not survived the heavenly tribulation, and he dared to arrange the descendants of this mixed-blood coulie horse.
Now that we met in person, the Three Demon Emperors immediately knelt down, kowtowed respectfully, flattered, and flattered words like tides, but they all failed, just as they were flattered.
It is said that Ma Wujiang is the most talented young man in this generation. He showed extraordinaryness when he was young, and he achieved enlightenment today.
It is said that I have ninety-nine daughters in my family and are willing to devote them to Ma Sheng as a concubine.
And each prepared a generous gift to give.
The three demons licked their knees and looked at their positive appearance. If they had not had their masters behind them, it would be possible that they would beg Ma Wujiang to take over as their subordinates.
Ma Wujiang's long face twitched slightly. Of course, he just needs to listen to these flatteries, and he should not take them seriously.
Alas, he turned his head and looked around the smiling faces of the demon clans.
The demon outside is so enthusiastic about these three garlics, but it is actually not sincere.
The monsters under him are really sincere, but unfortunately they are not caring.
If you say that the one who understands me the most is Brother Yuan Dianshan Yuan Shi!
Ma Wujiang looked lonely and said with a little desolate look.
"Oh, I am naturally happy to become a demon saint."
"But you said it."
"I am so talented, not to mention the number one, I am afraid that I can even enter the top 100 things. Don't go."
He murmured in his heart. "Not to mention the distance, just like my good brother Yuan Dianshan, who is born with great power and golden eyes to destroy evil, is far beyond my comparison."
"I have become a great saint, and I guess he has been saint for many years." "It's just a pity that Brother Yuan left in a hurry four hundred years ago with something, and sent him all the way to drink and have fun, but he actually forgot. Ask him where he lives in the fairyland."
"After so many years, if he doesn't visit me, he must have been entangled in trouble. I hate that I don't know where he lives and can't help him!"
"Brother Yuan, I want to ruin you..."
A thousand miles away.
Sishilin, who moved its site three times, is not in the 100,000 mountains, but further west.
The third thought of the Shilin, Xihezhou, crossing the 100,000 mountains and borders, is far inferior to the previous two locations to choose a location.
At this time.
On the middle of this forest.
A big tree stabbed straight into the sky like a javelin.
It is dense and crowded, and I don’t know how many people are there at first glance.
These human races were all wearing Taoist robes, but most of them were pale, and some of them had blood on them.
Obviously, they reunited here after a fierce battle.
At this time.
Just under the big tree, a ceremony is being held.
I saw two simple chairs there, two people sitting side by side.
One is Long Shiba, who has taken over as the head of the sect. Four hundred years have passed, and he is now a middle-aged man.
And it was obvious that this sect was very difficult to be a good person. His face looked older than his real age, almost an old man.
Lu Ye was sitting next to a chair placed side by side with Chief Long.
Four hundred years, he has grown his beard and wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He is already middle-aged.
But now his face was pale, his eyes were dim, and there was a small red mark on his forehead, which went straight down through the bridge of his nose, lips, and throat, as if he was splitting the person in half. Obviously, he had injuries on his body.
Around Lu Ye and Long Shiba, dozens of powerful people with cultivation were standing around, and their Taoist robes were stained with more blood.
These people are all Nascent Soul cultivation, and they are the elders and personal disciples of Lingyun Sect today.
A bell rings and spreads throughout the mountains and forests.
Lu Ye stood up and swept around the people in the field, feeling infinite emotion in his heart.
"It's been four hundred years, it's really a blink of an eye..." He coughed and asked solemnly.
"Where is Jia Forty?"
A man immediately stood up among the elders around him, and he was Jia Thirty-nine's descendants.
Lu Ye took out a pair of judge pens, raised it high, looked at the disciples, paused for a while before saying.
"Dear elders, please see, disciples."
"This is the spiritual weapon left by the former leader Shang before the fire was spread." "Now I divide the spiritual weapon into two..."< With a wave of the Lu Yan hand, a judge's pen fell on Long Shiba, and a judge's pen entered Jia Forty's hands.
"From the future, this will be the token of my head of Lingyun Sect and the elder of the Passing of the Merit, and it will be passed down from generation to generation."
"From then on, Jia Forty will be the elder of my Lingyun Sect."
"And I..." Lu Ye paused for a moment, and a smile of relief appeared on his face, "I will follow the example of Master Shang and leave Upload the fire road..."
A gust of wind happened to blow over the mountain.
Including Long Shiba, the new elder of the Transmission of Merit forty, and the elders and disciples around him, countless people bent down at this moment.
Just like the wheat bent over in the wheat field.
Lu Ye was straight and received this gift. After everyone got up, he bent down and gave a gift.
He looked into the distance and felt a lot of emotion.
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read!
I never expected that I would eventually embark on the road of spreading fire.
In fact, this result should have been thought of long ago.
This is the sequelae brought by the fire transmission plan. So many fire transmissionists have scattered out for five hundred years. I don’t know how many human races are on the road of fire transmission.
In the first hundred years, Lu Ye and the Thousand-faced Judge were able to calculate clearly, and a total of more than 4,000 people were sent.
Four hundred years later, as the disciples of Sishi Lin Lingyun Sect were cultivated into a system, there were tens of thousands of people with pseudo-spirited roots. So far, more than tens of thousands of people have been sent.
So many fire transmitters walk on the earth, even if they are probable, they are captured by the curious demon clan and soul-searched people, and a lot of information is exposed.
The human race's fire transmitter plan is also well planned.
For example, the elders and disciples sent by Si Shi Forest will voluntarily wash away the memory of Si Shi Forest’s location in their brains before departure.
They knew that they were disciples of Lingyun Sect, remember that they had the head of the sect, elder Chuangong and fellow disciples, and that they would not affect the inheritance of the writing skills in their minds. They knew that they were engaged in a great cause and sacrificed for it. life.
But the first batch of more than 2,000 fire-transmitting disciples sent on the eagle ship were being chased by the Red Tiger Demon Saint at that time.
These two thousand disciples dispersed in a hurry, and they had no time to wash away their memories.
It was not a big deal at that time, because the human race didn't know where they could settle down in the end.
The Fire Transmitter Plan was originally a time difference.
When the torch is weak, be careful to protect and ignite it; when the fire has become a raging fire, the demon clan cannot extinguish it even if he wants to.
Among the first batch of fire-transmitting disciples, some were captured and searched. Although the demon clan was not sure where the fire pit was, he could know several key information.
In the border area of Xihezhou, the Wood Demonic Division belongs to a group of lowly clans, formed a sect called Lingyun Sect. There are the surname Shang Zhang and the surname Lu Elder, who have two thousand sects who have passed on fire.
Some demon clans, such as the Thousand-legged Centipede, Zhongshan Wolf, and Madam Yuetu, are they late and don't care.
He believed that the demon clan was at its peak now, and no matter where the lowly tribe passed on the Dharma from him came from, it would not have any impact on the demon clan.
On the contrary, the lowly clan who can cultivate immortality can create more wealth for the demon clan.
But there are also Xihezhou demon clan's mountain that is very sensitive and reacts quickly, and sends his subordinates to investigate.
The territory has an organized, planned, and programmed organization, and the prototype of civilization, and cannot be extinguished quickly?
That is a plague on a rich land. If it spreads without control, it will eventually destroy everything.
For this reason, they did not hesitate to send their subordinates to find the fire pit and put it out.
In addition, there is the demon clan, which belongs to the third type of whim.
Maybe it was entirely the cruel and bloodthirsty in the bloodline passed down from ancestors.
Maybe because you are noble and proud of the demon clan, you are not allowed to be a mere low-ranking clan. What qualifications are you to have your own writing inheritance of immortal cultivation techniques?
They not only passed the lowly clan villages under their command, but also killed all the lowly clans who dared to practice immortality, but destroyed the literary and literary books and did not allow them to be passed on to the next generation.
He even went out in person to regard the extermination of the Lingyun Sect headquarters as a symbol of hunting and proving his courage.
This is the true attitude of the demon clan towards the pretense clan's teaching of the Dharma.
Don’t listen, pretend to be deaf and dumb; be highly vigilant and vow to eradicate; be punished with dignity, and be revenge with blood.
The Tengou family in Hezhou, the west, poses the greatest threat to the lowly tribe.
This clan takes the Tiangou Demon Saint as the head of the family and belongs to the second type of demon clan. Moreover, because Tiangou is good at tracking and sniffing magical powers, he has become an old enemy of the human race.
After all, the more fire transmissions, the less safe the fire pit in Sishilin is.
According to the clues left by the fire transmitter, a hundred years ago, the Tengou clan finally found the Sishi Forest and fought one after another.
The demon clan is powerful, and the human race is unable to stand up, so it is forced to move to a more remote place.
And once you embark on the escape journey, the scale of tens of thousands of people is too huge, so you can only divide it into several groups and set up fire pits everywhere.
And here is the main fire pit, the main hall of Lingyun Sect, and the third thought of the teacher forest.
All those who stay here are disciples of true spiritual roots and the essence of human immortal cultivation.
At present, this third-sense Shi Lin can no longer stay there and must move.
Because a few days ago, under the command of the Tiangou Demon Saint, who was the most persistent and most important to the human race, several gods and demons passed away, and a war broke out.
Lu Ye, Long Shiba, and Shuangmu three gods transformed into each other to deal with each other, defeating each other step by step.
At first, seeing victory in sight, Lu Ye used his thoughts to control A Chou, preparing to keep all these crazy demons.
Give that Tiangou Demon Saint a ruthless move to avoid sending troops to harass him.
How could several god-transforming dog demons on the opposite side actually worked together to create a dog-toothed sword.
As soon as the sword was released, the wind and clouds changed color. It was a sacred weapon for refining the Void. It was the natal spiritual weapon given by the Master Tiangou behind them to prevent them from losing.
The dog-toothed knife suddenly came out, slashed it down and headed straight for Lu Ye, the most threatening of the three.
A one-slash of swords down, bringing the power of some fields, blocking the road of escape from the front, back, left and right.
Lu Ye had no choice but to fight for this sword.
Fortunately, the opposite side was not the real Void Refining Demon Saint, otherwise he would have absolutely no corpse. Even so, he would have been seriously injured.
Of course, he took a knife and did not make the other party feel better.
A Chou, who had been hiding beside him, took anger and penetrated the three demons who were fully decisive in the sword.
The three demons were injured in blood and were in a panic. They dragged the dog-tooth knife away. They leaned against the blade and blocked Ah Chou from chasing him and ran away.
Lu Ye checked his body and felt cold.
Simply put, it was the peerless sword intent that had broken the rules and directly cleave the spiritual body and the Nascent Soul body in the center.
In other words, the Tao base is damaged and the physical injury is easy to recover, but the cultivation level will not only stagnate, but may also regress.
This is in the future. For other monks, the big deal of the sky falling is really not a big deal for Lu Ye. He has suffered any injuries that are heavier than this. As long as he finds it, he has found that he is still suffering from the injury that is serious. Just be suitable for spiritual root transformation.
But this is the spiritual roots of top cultivators of the human race such as Long Eighteen and Jia Forty in the Middle Ages, which is not as good as Lu Ye.
And I don’t know if the human race’s spiritual roots are too small to marry each other, so at this time, there are not as rich as those with various attributes and spiritual roots as in later generations.
(This chapter ends)