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In the salt cave, the red light is flourishing.

Qingyang's eyes were closed, and his body was surging.

Although he was motionless, he became more and more brave and majestic, as if the god of war was alive.

The five-foot Qingfeng in his hand felt this breath, and let out a burst of golden jade groan, which actually had a resonance

Two high-ranking totem warriors of the Ghost and Witch Tribe, their faces palpitated and their eyes filled with fear.

The development of events shocked them greatly, and what made them even more frustrated was that the only remaining courage in their hearts in the face of this teenager was also gone.

As his breath converged, Qingyang's eyes opened, staring at the place where the stone statue of the God of War disappeared, with a thoughtful expression.

"Cultivation is against the enemy, only courage can win!"

Qingyang became more and more aware that there are four elements of the cultivation path mentioned in the postoperative chapter.

One is wisdom, one is brave, one is strength, and one is luck.

In ancient times, there was a sad song of sages: sincerity is both brave and martial, and finally strong and invincible!

If there is no resourcefulness, but there is no corresponding courage and force, you can only suffer from the humiliation of foreign races, and the world will be drunk with empty and sad songs.

Martial arts practice, strength to hold the body.

Then refine the heart, and there is a tiger in the heart.

Strength and courage are enough to achieve the six ranks, and to achieve greater achievements, you must have enough wisdom to control the existing power.

As for 'luck', it is too ethereal, and it can be met but not sought.

However, the brave wins, whether it is against a strong enemy, or overcoming their own demons, fearless bravery is sometimes more important than resourcefulness.

Thinking of this, Qingyang suddenly woke up.

The battle posture of the god of war of the hundred tribes, the peerless and mighty movements, isn't it the shape of the word "brave"?

"You guessed right, the source of the word 'brave' is a warrior in armor, the combat action when facing the enemy, study this stone statue carefully!"

The reminder of the Taichu Dao Sutra made Qingyang's eyes more and more determined, and then he looked at the two high-level totem warriors of the Ghost and Witch Department. 【】

Qingyang's performance just now shocked them greatly, and they no longer had the courage to resist, but then the attitudes shown by the two were very different.

"You are the Lord of the Qing Clan!"

The elder high-level totem warrior actually had a hint of joy on his face.

He looked excited, knelt on the ground, and said continuously, "I am willing to belong to the Qing clan and lay down the eagle dog for the adult!"

"Bang Bang Bang~"

The man kowtowed violently and pleaded loudly,

"Red Ghost Xin Yi has attacked the Qing clan several times, Your Excellency can be magnanimous and elegant, take him in as a retainer of the Qing clan, and I can also serve the Qing clan as a dog and horse!"

The young high-level totem warrior, who was originally full of despair, collapsed to the ground, his eyes were full of death, and he only begged Qingyang to give him a good time.

Unexpectedly, his companion unexpectedly wanted to surrender, and his eyes were full of shock and anger: "Tai Wuming, how can you bend your knees to the enemy?"

My ghost and witch department, standing for thousands of years, the protection of the ghost king, the ancient nobles, how can I wag my tail and beg for mercy to the Xing people? Now I am just dying!"

The elder said helplessly: "Tai Wukun, you are from the ghost and witch headquarters, but I am the remnant of the old witch who took me in back then, and I have not been able to pay too much attention to it all these years.

I wanted to have the protection of the old witch, but how did I know that the old witch was killed by Tai Xi and Shang Wu, where is there a place for me in this ghost and witch department?

The ghost king is dead, the old witch is also dead, the army of Xing Guo is attacking, and the destruction of the ghost and witch department is imminent, a young man like an adult is enough to show the gap between the two, why don't you surrender with me!"

"Hmph, Tai Wuming, I'd rather die than surrender to Xingren!"

The young high-ranking totem warrior was cold to the elder, and the two quarreled over the issue of surrender.

"When did I promise to spare your lives?"

Qingyang's cold voice made the two of them shocked, "It seems that as soon as I say I want to surrender, I will agree!"

"My lord, I really want to descend~"

Without waiting for the elder to explain, the emerald green sword was like lightning, stabbing straight into Tai Wuming's chest, and blood gushed out.

Until the moment he died, his eyes were still full of disbelief, he was a high-level totem warrior, but the Qing Clan Lord didn't care at all.

Even if the young high-level totem warrior had no idea of surrendering to the Qing clan, he was still extremely puzzled by this.

"The Ghost and Witch Department reveres ghosts, and in the past thousand years, I don't know how many living beings have been sacrificed, even if all the clans are wiped out, they can't wash away their sins, and they still want to belong to the Qing clan?"

With a faint mockery on the corner of his mouth, Qingyang's eyes were extremely cold, and in the blink of an eye, he stabbed the young Tai Wukun to death without the slightest hesitation.

The surging blood quickly flowed all over the ground, and under the red light around it, it became more and more red and bewitching.

"Chirp~"

The golden ape covered his eyes with his hairy claws, but between his fingers, his big smart eyes were revealed, and he couldn't bear to glance at the four corpses.

Gently wiping the long sword and looking around, Qingyang took a closer look at this rare rock salt mine cave.

A huge cave, made entirely of salt mines, surrounded by almost transparent, orange-red crystals.

What's even more surprising is that through the thick salt ore crystals, there are many strange plants in them, which are also sealed inside, like aquatic plants solidified in the ice.

Only when you are at home do you know that firewood and rice are expensive.

Both humans and livestock need salt for physical strength.

Today, the Qing clan has tens of thousands of tribesmen and tens of thousands of livestock.

The amount of salt needed every day is a huge amount, and if you can't solve the source of salt, it is equivalent to being choked by someone and being coerced at any time.

The more he knew the importance of salt, the more important this salt mine became in Qingyang's heart, but he couldn't hide it.

"Alas, it's a pity for this salt mine!"

Since it can't be obtained, then it is generous to stay, the salt mine is in Daze, and there will always be an additional stable source for future purchases.

Qingyang shook his head slightly, turned around and walked out.

found that at the exit of the hall, the golden ape was pouting his red buttocks, using a two-foot wooden sword to dig something on the salt wall.

If you look closely, in the almost translucent salt wall, a branch of unknown species, one zhang long, is completely sealed in it.

The branches are extremely fresh, the leaves are still thick green, and there are dozens of red fruits on them, I don't know how many years they have been sealed in the salt layer, they are still bright and dripping, which makes the golden ape salivate.

After all, Yuan Hong is young and weak, and he only digs out more than a foot thick after digging for a long time, and if he wants to dig out these fruits, he must dig at least one foot deep.

When he saw Qingyang coming, he hurriedly pulled Qingyang's shirt and begged him to help dig it.

Treating this young ape, Qingyang looked at it as a doll, and at this time it wanted these fruits, and Qingyang was inevitably curious.

With him and Li Shi Mingxuan shooting together, the salt layer more than a zhang thick was quickly hollowed out.

In this salt mine, since there is a stone statue of the god of war, it means that the formation time is about 10,000 years.

Perhaps it is because the thick salt layer is very stable, and these things are well preserved, and the branches, leaves, and fruits look like they were 10,000 years ago.

Pinching up a fruit and feeling the breath carefully, Qingyang couldn't help but be slightly surprised: "Yo, it turned out to be a spirit fruit, or a salted spirit fruit, this is very rare, no wonder the little guy wants to dig out this thing!"

In the great wilderness, there are countless rare spiritual objects, even if he has not seen it, Qingyang is not surprised.

It's just out of novelty that he and Lishi Mingxuan each share one, leaving five for the golden ape, and the other dozens of them are all converged into the Nine Palaces, so that they can go back and share with Ye Mengqiu and the others.

Carefully observe the fruit in the hand, the fruit is the size of a walnut, there are small white thorns on the stem, and the flesh has long been salted and solidified, almost salt-mineralized, and can no longer be eaten.

Rub off the granular rind flesh to reveal a smooth, dark brown hard shell.

Qingyang pinched it with his three fingers, but he couldn't help but be surprised, he didn't crush it with a little force. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.