Chapter 150 After winning Long, return to Shu


Chapter 150: Having gained Long and returning to Shu
Boom!
Forced to end his dormancy, Yingzhao fell to the ground with a confused face, his eyes full of anger and hungry anger.

Well, it hasn’t eaten since Chapter 19...

Qin Tian raised his hand: "Hey, this is how I solve the problem!"

Zhou Liang: "..."

Lin Zhao: "..."

Han Yang: "..."

Li Qi: "..."

The four of them looked at each other and looked at Qin Tian with confusion: "May I ask you, sir, what is this?"

"Yingzhao!"

Qin Tian explained: "It is the legendary ancient beast that once cleaned the garden for the 'Emperor' and was therefore granted the magical power of the earth element! With this heroic move, the land destroyed by the Tengu can quickly be restored to its original state!"

As he spoke, his fingers traced runes on Yingzhao's forehead.

Beast Control Contract.

Yingzhao was full of reluctance, but he did not dare to resist and could only passively accept his fate.

Soon, the contract was signed.

There is a little more spiritual connection between Qin Tian and Yingzhao.

Then, thunder roared, and Qin Tian led Yingzhao and appeared in the once fertile Yinshan Plain. As far as he could see, he saw ravines on the ground, lava rolling and flowing, and black smoke rising into the sky everywhere. A complete apocalyptic scenario.

Yingzhao looked confused.

This place can barely be regarded as its home, where it once chased the horses and the wind in the wilderness...

But now...

What a mess!

Indignantly, Yingzhao spread his hooves and started running. A faint halo of light spread along his hoof prints in all directions.

In an instant, the earth seemed to come alive and the world began to be reshaped!
The soil surged, the sand and gravel spread, and the hot magma flowed back into the ground. Although there was still deathly silence as far as the eye could see, it was completely different from the previous doomsday scene.

Qin Tian felt a little more enlightened.

He finally understood that in the ancient times of countless thousands of years, the era when humans and monster beasts lived in the same world would be called the "Age of Chaos"...

After all, some great monsters destroy the world at every turn, while some great monsters can restore the world to its original state...

Of course, there are also big monsters that are basically given away for free, and there are no special records except that the meat is very good...

After running around for a while, Yingzhao came back panting.

After all, it is still a cub.

Restoring the doomsday wasteland with a radius of hundreds of miles has exhausted all its energy.

Qin Tian thought about it and decided to exploit child labor again...

He raised his hand, and the boundary markers that had been made long ago flew out in all directions like raindrops, landing evenly on the fragmented Yinshan Mountain and the north of the Zhuohe River that was broken into several sections.

The boundary marker fell.

The Xirong people and the northern barbarians did not object.

As a result, all the northern land of Xirong, which stretched thousands of miles across, became the territory of Qin!
The golden dragon of luck that was entrenched on Mangshan Mountain soared into the sky and appeared in the Qintian sky in the blink of an eye. It soared and rolled like noodles held in the palm of a ramen master, becoming slender and slender at a speed visible to the naked eye.

hold head high!
Amidst the deafening roar of the dragon, a golden dragon with a length of a hundred feet meandered and swam in the clouds.

The dragon comes to the world, and all the beasts are dormant!
The exhausted Yingzhao couldn't help but shrink into a ball and tremble.

But soon, it noticed something strange.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed into its body uncontrollably, replenishing the energy it had consumed by using its natal magical powers!

soon.

Yingzhao became energetic again.

Overflowing with energy!

Better than ever! It feels that it is terrifyingly strong now!
“Go and prove to the world the ability of the Yingzhao clan!”

"It is your duty to recast the glory of Heroism!"

Qin Tian gave Yingzhao some chicken blood.

Super loud.

Uh-huh!

Yingzhao roared to the sky, raised his front hooves and dug in the air for a while, and then ran faster than before.

Mountains and rivers are recast.

Qin Tian's heart surged.

Yingzhao is now his contracted beast. He can let the Luck Golden Dragon continuously mobilize the spiritual energy in the Qin Kingdom and replenish the energy for Yingzhao so that it can continue to work.

In this way, the northern border of Xirong, which stretches thousands of miles away, will soon return to a livable state!
It’s just not vibrant enough.

As soon as Qin Tian thought about it, the sky suddenly became covered with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning started.

Then, a heavy downpour fell.

The main source of this rainfall is the nine-eyed spiritual springs that Qin Tian had placed everywhere.

The rain is sweet and refreshing, and the spiritual energy is abundant.

Countless plants and trees sprouted from the ground above the ground, and their seedlings opened their leaves to welcome the sweet rain from the sky.

At this moment, Yingzhao and Luck Golden Dragon were working closely together.

Wherever Yingzhao passed, the soil surged, the cracks healed, and the overflowing magma was buried back under the surface. The earth returned to its former peace, and the golden dragon of luck that followed closely behind dropped rain, making the desolate earth Become alive.

Qin Tian stood on the top of Yin Mountain and looked north.

It was still as ugly as hell.

But when Qin Tian laid the boundary monument before, he did not cross the established border line.

Without him, there is an enemy on the other side.

Wherever Qin Tian looked, there were tens of thousands of monks covered in animal skins, with totems painted on their faces with white ash, holding various staffs and magic balls made of human or animal bones in their hands, and with sinister eyes.

These monks are the priests of Beidi.

Compared with Xirong, Beidi is closer to the human race, and many of its tribes migrated to the northern ice plains from the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Well, he was kicked out by the big merchants.

Now Beidi tribes have thrived for thousands of years, with a population of nearly 100 million. They have always been thinking about going south to fight back to their hometown. They are the primary opponents of the armies and princes sent by the Great Zhou Dynasty in Huangzhou.

After a long confrontation, Qin Tian shouted loudly: "Hand over the escaped Xirong people within one month, otherwise you will become the enemy of Zhou Dynasty!"

"Don't say you didn't predict what you said!"

Qin Tian said the cruel words and turned around to leave, leaving only a group of Beidi priests standing there looking at each other.

Well, they can understand Da Zhou's language, and they also fully understand what Qin Tian said.

What they don't understand is that this place has become such a ghost, how can there be any living Xirong people? What's important is that the Xirong people who are lucky enough to survive have to climb over the Yinshan Mountains that are broken and constantly disintegrating. Run to the ice field?
Make friends?

Damn it!
Seeing Qin Tian leaving, the Beidi priests also retreated one after another, sat down cross-legged in the snow nest, and looked southward with wary faces.

When Loli Yin Quan Niang smashed Yinshan Mountain down that day, Beidi's tribe in the northern part of Yinshan Mountain also suffered numerous casualties. These priests came in a hurry, rescued the injured, and then stayed here and never left.

They're playing defense.

Or surveillance.

The Great Zhou Dynasty regarded Beidi as a serious threat and wanted to get rid of it quickly. The same was true for Beidi. Naturally, he was worried that Ji Xian would lead the Great Zhou army in Huangzhou to launch an attack!

But they guessed wrong.

Ji Xian was drunk and dreaming in Zhenhuang City, surrounded by wine and meat, and had long forgotten his mission. There was someone else drooling at the northern ice sheet that spanned hundreds of thousands of miles...

(End of chapter)

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