When the bright moon is at the head, the cold light is quietly sprinkled on this boundless mountain forest, and the leaves are blown by the evening breeze, and the leaves shine like jasper carving. /。 Qb⑤。 Occasionally, a few wild wolves looked curiously at the mirror in the sky, stupidly raised their heads and called a few times, and the cold howl spread far away, startling a large number of resident birds, and there was a lot of noise for a while.

Originally, this was an extremely poetic scene. The bright moon is at the head, the stream is murmuring, the empty mountains and valleys, and there is a faint fragrance of orchids from nowhere. But in Xia Jie's eyes, this kind of poetry and painting is discounted. He knew very well the details of that bright moon, a man-made war fortress full of violence, no matter when he saw this big metal ball, all Xia Jie could feel was a deep murderous aura, where was the slightest bit of elegance at all?

Instead, he sneaked into this mountain forest that he was very familiar with, and stole other people's chicks to make a tooth sacrifice while the birds were asleep, which made Xia Jie more and more moved.

Sitting cross-legged on the rock at the top of a high mountain, his eyes slightly open and looking at the bright moon, Xia Jie's hands formed a lotus-like seal and gently pressed it on his lower abdomen. In his body, he was blazing with fire, burning a golden ruler that was one foot and two minutes long. At the burning place of the Danhuo, countless cloud patterns fluttered on the golden ruler, and pale cyan lotus flowers rippled out from the body of the ruler, turning into a dense lotus force outside Xia Jie's body. This golden ruler was the last time when the primitive Taoist prevented Xia Jie from going to Anyi, he was blackmailed by the Tongtian Taoist, and he had no choice but to give Xia Jie's hush money. The body of the golden ruler is a little innate aura when chaos is not divided, which is refined and formed by the primordial Taoist in Hongmeng, and is a treasure with infinite power for both offense and defense.

Since getting this treasure, it has taken several months of hard work, and every night with the help of a little yin and yang aura emitted from the heaven and earth, Xia Jie is finally going to complete the refining of this 'Haoyang Ruler'. This night is a critical juncture to close the work. The Dan fire quietly burned the Haoyang ruler, and a wisp of the primordial spirit gently integrated into the ruler, and the Xiajie primordial spirit trembled, and the sacrifice was finally completed.

With a wave of his hand, the small Haoyang ruler rose into the air, and the cyan lotus flowers were wrapped in a quiet cyan flame like glass, silently pounced on a big mountain not far away. Dozens of lotus flowers wrapped themselves in the cyan flames towards the mountain, and there was not even a sound at all, and a large mountain nearly a thousand feet high turned into ashes and scattered. Xia Jie happily took back the ruler and praised in a low voice: "It's really a good baby, the quiet glass fire, it is worthy of the great magic power of Taoism to subdue demons and subdue demons." ”

The right hand turned into a sword trick a little outward, and an extremely thin cyan flame shot out dozens of zhang away, burning a piece of mountain rock to ashes. Xia Jie was more and more satisfied with the power of Haoyang ruler. "Hmm, Uncle Shi has a good treasure in his hand, when can I let Shizun cooperate again and get a few more treasures?" Giggled a few words, the eastern sky was already a red cloud rising, and the sky was about to brighten.

There were large blood stains hanging from the corners of his mouth, and Bai Bai, who had eaten a round belly, ran back slowly, and excitedly smeared the blood on his face on his summer pants. Xia Jie smiled, patted Bai's head, picked him up and put him on his shoulder, looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, took a big stride, and flew away.

Volleying against the wind, Xia Jie exerted his Taoist powers, and a few big strides had already stepped thousands of miles, and in a mountain depression in front of him, he saw a large area of villages exposed. This valley is roughly circular, with a diameter of about 20 miles, and countless two-story buildings made of bamboo and wood fill the open space in the valley. It was early in the morning, and countless men lazily drilled out of their bamboo buildings, yawning lazily. Flakes of cooking smoke came out of the bamboo building, converging into a thick mist in the air, making the aroma of stewed meat and roasted corn cakes that Xia Jie was extremely familiar with waft out of the distance.

There is only one avenue leading to the outside world, and the three-story civil engineering wall firmly chokes the throat of entering and exiting. In the arrow tower on the wall, dozens of big men were lazily shouting, waiting for the clansmen in shifts. They giggled and laughed, occasionally scratching their chests full of long hair, revealing the ferocious tattoos of animal heads under the long hair.

Xia Jie lowered the ground more than two miles outside the gate and strode towards the gate. In front of the walled gate, a large area of mountains and forests was cut clean and empty. As soon as Xia Jie came out of the mountain forest, the big men on the wall of the wall were already shouting at the same time, and several bamboo arrows with the thickness of thumbs broke through the air and shot in a row on the ground less than a foot in front of Xia Jie.

On the wall, a strong man with his upper body pointed at Xia Jie and shouted loudly: "What are you doing? If you are the enemy of our Chihu clan, your uncle, I will cut off your head and hang it on the gate of the village to feed the birds!" the strong man waved the long-handled machete in his hand fiercely, and let out a proud roar.

"Oh... ~Oh... ~Oh... ～”

The strong men on the wall let out a howl like wild beasts at the same time, and they waved their weapons with great interest, looking curiously at Xia Jie, who was richly dressed.

Xia Jie wore a luxurious black robe, which was made of the finest silk of Great Xia. His belt was made of pure gold wire, and in the center of the belt was inlaid a fist-sized oval cyan jade, and the jade emitted a trace of mist, scattering a colorful light in the morning light. In addition, more than a dozen pieces of jade representing Xia Jie's heavenly knighthood hung on his belt and cuffs, and these gorgeous jade pieces occasionally collided with each other, making a crisp and pleasant 'ding' sound.

The big men looked curiously at Xia Jie, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes. A few young people in their early teens were muttering about how many mothers-in-law the piece of jade on Xia Jie's belt could be exchanged for, or how much wine could be exchanged for the Tanshan traveling merchants. They stared at Xia Jie intently, guessing Xia Jie's identity.

Taking a long breath, Xia Jie looked at these strong men on the wall, the corners of his eyes suddenly became sore, and tears were about to drip down.

Bai Fei quickly wiped the corners of Xia Jie's eyes with his long arms, screamed a few times, hugged Xia Jie's neck with two long arms, and licked Xia Jie's face affectionately with his big tongue.

"Hehe!" laughed softly, Xia Jie slowly unbuttoned the clothes on his upper body, revealing his earthy yellow chest that radiated a crystalline light. On his chest, the head of a steel-armored tyrannosaurus seemed to rush out of him, and a savage and ferocious aura faintly spread from Xia Jie's body. He roared in a deep voice: "Chihu tribe Yunmeng Daze Xilin tribe, Chihu Tyrannosaurus!"

'Boom', there was a commotion on the wall. At the beginning, the strong man wielding a big knife exclaimed: "Yunmeng Daze's Xilin tribe, haven't your stockades been wiped out by the Dongyi people? Chihu Tyrannosaurus, you are indeed our clansman! However, you don't look like one of us!"

Xia Jie was full of luck and shouted loudly: "In the fierce weather of Great Xia, under the Li Wu Seat of the Great Xia Witch Palace, I will sacrifice to the Witch Tiger Tyrannosaurus, and ask to see the big leader of the Chihu Department and the Great Witch Prince." ”

The violent thunderous sound shook the nearby mountains a few times, and the men on the walled wall covered their ears at the same time, and exclaimed one by one: "Brother, you have such a loud voice! Hahaha, you are worthy of being a good man of our Chihu clan!" These men laughed and quickly opened the gate of the wall.

The simple mountain and forest barbarians, when they heard Xia Jie's self-reported name, as well as the name of the Yunmeng Daze Xilin tribe, they had already believed Xia Jie's words. This is the brother of their Chihu clan, when the brother comes, he naturally wants to open the door to greet him. Well, of course, maybe this brother's identity is a bit weird, so what kind of fierce weather in Great Xia, Li Wu sacrifice or something, I haven't heard of it. But who cares about that? Brother is here, a few pieces of meat, a jar of wine, all of them drink quickly, a fight, isn't that?

Dozens of strong men greeted them out of the gate, and Xia Jie also laughed and greeted them.

According to the rules of the mountains and forests, the strongest of these strong men punched Xia Jie's chest hard. Xia Jie stood still and collided with the man with his chest. The big man stumbled and was almost knocked to the ground by Xia Jie. So, all the men laughed, opened their arms one by one, and hugged Xia Jie affectionately. When the brothers of their own tribe come, what else is there to say?

After walking for a while, Xia Jie was surrounded by these strong men and rushed to the outside of the huge stone house in the middle of the mountain valley.

A big man shouted, "Great Witch Prince, a brother of my clan is here." ”

There was silence in the stone house for a long time, and finally a dry and dry voice came: "It's the brother of the family... Tiger Tyrannosaurus, Lord Witch, please come in. The two doors of the stone house slowly opened, and two large pythons with a length of more than 30 zhang and a colorful body crawled out of the door slowly, and climbed lazily onto the stone roof and coiled into a ball. A little spark flashed in the dark stone house, and a few oil lamps were lit, and the spacious stone house suddenly lit up a lot.

An old man with a thin and short body covered in animal skins, about four feet tall, and with dark skin, sat on the edge of the fire in the middle of the house, grabbed a few handfuls of animal bones and threw them into the fire, and lit a bonfire. The old man sat there cross-legged, like a small stake, very inconspicuous. But his two eyes were green and glowing, like two big light bulbs.

Xia Jie was slightly shocked in his heart, he didn't expect to meet such a character here. This old man's magic power level has reached about the true Ding Rank Sanding, and in the mountains and forests of the barbarian country, he can already be regarded as a not weak master. For a tribe like the Chihu Clan, which is attached to the barbarian country, it is simply inconceivable to have a witch elder above the top rank.

Su Rong walked into the stone house, Xia Jie respectfully kowtowed to the old man according to the etiquette of the tribe, and greeted respectfully: "Great Wu Gong, I am the Tiger Tyrannosaurus of the Xilin Tribe. ”

The old man laughed and said softly: "It's true that you are a tiger tyrannosaurus, but you are also a witch of the Li Wu Palace... My ancestor is also the witch of the Li Wu Palace. Get up, dolls!"

Kowtowed to the old man three more times, and paid the highest respect to the old man who guided the Chihu clan to survive and develop in the mountains and forests, and Xia Jie stood up and sat by the fire pond. Why this old man has such a strong strength can be regarded as having an answer. He inherited the inheritance of the great witches who wandered outside the Li Wu Hall looking for spirit leaves, and he cultivated the secret witch recipe of the orthodox Li Wu Palace, and his natural strength was much more powerful than that of other tribes in the mountains and forests.

The old man nodded, glanced at Xia Jie appreciatively, and said faintly: "It's a good man of our Chihu clan, but it's a pity that you Xilin tribe." ”

With a sigh, the old man lowered his head and threw a few dry animal bones into the firepit, making the dark green bonfire in the firepit more and more vigorous. He said lightly: "When we learned the news, we mobilized all the soldiers to rush to the Xilin tribe. However, dozens of the villages of your Xilin tribe have been destroyed, and the patriarch of your Xilin tribe has also been killed in battle, so we haven't caught up. ”

Shaking his head, the old man smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, I didn't catch up, otherwise, several big tribes of the Dongyi people joined forces to send troops, how could we win against the Chihu clan?"

Xia Jie lowered his head and said helplessly: "Yes, Dongyi people, this account will have to be settled sooner or later." ”

Looking at Xia Jie very attentively, the old man was silent for a long time, and then said with a smile: "Yes, this account is to be calculated." ”

Grabbing a beast bone and gently stirring the bonfire, the old man squinted his eyes and said softly: "There will be 500,000 of the most elite warriors of the Chihu Clan to follow you to Great Xia." They are all members of our Chihu clan. Then, the Fierce Mountain Clan, the Fire Clan, and the Steel Clan, who are related to our Chihu Clan by marriage, I will have their patriarch send the same number of warriors to follow you. ”

He stretched out his left hand and gestured, "This is already more than eighty percent of the warriors of our four tribes. Our tribe is not strong, you need more warriors, you have to go to Pan Geng. ”

Xia Jie looked at the old man in astonishment, and asked in surprise, "Great Wugong, how do you know." ”

Waving his hand, interrupting Xia Jie's question, the old man smiled softly: "Wu, what is a witch? can pull up a mountain, can break a river, is that a witch? ”

His fingers lightly tapped his head, and the old man said lightly: "The weather of the Great Summer, the witch worship of the witch hall is coming, if I can't guess what he wants to do, I, the witch prince, will not have the face to do it." ”

He smiled at Xia Jie very gently: "Tyrannosaurus Doll, take our warriors away." Whatever you're going to do, remember to be kind to your people. ”

The old man stood up, walked to Xia Jie's side, stood on tiptoe and patted Xia Jie's shoulder with great effort, and said with a smile: "Remember, the ancestral spirits are looking at you. The blood on your body is the blood of our Chihu clan. In the future, when danger arises, remember to help our people pass on the bloodline. Do you understand?" the old man's eyes were a miserable green, glowing faintly, as if he could see through all the secrets in Xia Jie's heart. It was a gloomy gaze, but full of wisdom and wisdom accumulated over hundreds of years. This gaze put Xia Jie under great pressure, making him almost breathless.

This is not a matter of strength, when it comes to strength, Xia Jie can blow this old man to death in one breath. This old man has a strange power that far exceeds the force, a power that flashes the most moving light of human beings, and it is this power that makes a powerful person like Xia Jie, a great cultivator of witchcraft and Taoism, also kneel down with joy and convincing.

In the old man's gaze, there was a long river flowing slowly. The river is called the years...

Xia Jie fell to his knees and kowtowed to the old man, "Yes, Great Wu Gong." ”

He no longer had to say what he meant, no longer had to say what he wanted, no more than a word. When Xia Jie was still yelling outside the gate, the old man had already guessed his intention and proposed his quid pro quo. What else can Xia Jie say?

In this world, there are many things that cannot be compared with force.

Xia Jie remembered what the unpredictable black shadow had said to him that strange night.

What is a witch? What does a real witch look like? Is it a witch who can destroy the world?

Perhaps, the old man in front of him represents the real witch. Wisdom is the spirit of witches.

Half a month later, two million barbarian warriors gathered from all over the mountains and forests within a radius of thousands of miles, and these warriors whose highest strength was only close to the top did not ask any questions. After the old man held a prayer ceremony for them, two million warriors from the four tribes followed Xia Jie and left the mountain forest where they were born and raised, just as Xia Jie left the village back then, full of hope for the future. Regardless of whether there is a sword mountain or a gun forest in front of them, these warriors with the same blood flowing in their bodies will be Xia Jie's most reliable companions.

Brothers with the same roots and the same origin will not betray blood relatives with the same roots.

Xia Jie led these warriors on a trek between the mountains and forests, all the way through the mountains and mountains, towards the mountain city of Chiyou.

There, Xia Jie was ready to blackmail Pan Geng, and wanted to knock out the old foundation of the barbarian country in Pan Geng's hands.

He got thousands of catties of witchcraft from Han Xin's hands to control people's souls, which was enough for him to use.

A month later, the towering walls of Chiyou Mountain Castle were impressively in sight.

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