In particular, Situ Bao almost exclusively captured all the profits of the Qinghe River Water War, and took over all the materials plundered by the Thirteenth Road Water Village in the past 10 years, so he didn't have to worry about money at once, so the family's private army was naturally equipped with the most sophisticated weapons and equipment first.

People rely on clothes, horses rely on saddles, elite training of private troops coupled with well-equipped weapons and armor, the momentum shown is naturally different, although I know that it is to encircle and suppress the dry Zen Mountain, but the long-term training is not in vain, especially in the past two years, Situ Yi with the name of the king of guns shook Qinghe County, the Quartet rats fled when they heard the wind, in the eyes of Situ Bao and other guards, it was like a god, and it became a spiritual belief.

There is nothing that the young head of the family says that is not fulfilled, and they are almost blindly obedient. Therefore, although they knew that this time they were going to encircle and suppress the dignified prefecture-level grandmaster, the powerful Qinghe County was a famous black list, but they were not afraid, but they were extremely excited, wanting to follow the young family master to make contributions and start the first battle in their lives.

At this time, the door opened, and Situ Yi stood in front of the army that was ready to go.

"Let's go!"

His voice rumbled, shaking the four fields, and the entire army condensed into a momentum, "Yes, yes, yes......" Their voices were shocking, scattering the leaves of the surrounding woods, and the birds and beasts scattered in all directions.

......

The sun is high and it is the time when the sun rises and the momentum is at its best.

Qinghe River, Hongshan Temple Festival, and water and land dojos are in full swing.

The thick wooden loft is located on both sides of the Qinghe River, and the huge platform is the main building of the water and land dojo, where many mages in Dharma robes and seventy or eighty monks sit on both sides, chanting mantras cross-legged.

On the terraces on both sides of the river, there are dense prayer flags, on which are written with strange charms and words in red cinnabar.

On the platform of the main building, on the main seat of all the mages and monks, a three-zhang high statue of the mountain god stands solemnly, looking proud and majestic. The two sides of the strait are densely packed, like the tide of surging ordinary people are kowtowing to worship, one by one looks pious, from the bottom of their hearts to believe in this statue of the mountain god.

The god of the dry Zen mountain.

Although this dry Zen Mountain was gathered by bandits, it was originally just an unknown barren mountain and wild ridge in Qinghe County, but in the past seven or eight years, somehow, rumors of gods in the mountain have gradually spread. The manifestation of the gods of Kuzen Mountain is almost responsive, so gradually more and more people worship on both sides of the strait, and gradually form a huge place of faith.

Especially when it comes to the water and land dojo, even the common people from ten miles and eight towns will flock to it, and it is good not to ask the mountain god grandfather to hear his voice, and to be immortal.

But no one knew that when the countless people on both sides of the strait were kowtowing and bowing, from the sky above their heads, a crystal clear silk thread appeared above everyone's head, and the silk thread was densely packed, almost covering the entire sky, and finally all the directions were in the statues of the gods of Kuzen Mountain enshrined on the main building platform.

The wooden statue of the mountain god was painted with gold paint, which was originally solemn, and at this moment, the surface of the statue of the mountain god gradually had some kind of peculiar colorful luster, forming a brilliant crown of light behind it, which shocked and wondered the residents on the shore of the water and land dojo, and shouted one after another: "Look, look, the mountain god has appeared." ”

"The mountain god apparitions. ”

"The god of Kuzen Mountain has appeared. ”

......

Everyone was very excited, and the people on both sides of the strait shouted in unison, and their beliefs became more pious, especially those foolish men and fools, who kowtowed their heads loudly one by one and worshiped more religiously.

At the same time, the shiny silk threads above their heads, which are invisible to ordinary people, are even more crystal clear, and a trace of mysterious power comes from them, which is constantly input into the statues of the gods of Kuzen Mountain enshrined on the main platform.

Gradually, the eyes of the mountain god flashed with a strange red light, forming a mysterious triangular symbol. The center of its eyebrows lit up, and within the statue's skull, a white ball of mist was constantly spinning, exuding some kind of supernatural color.

And just when the water and land dojo was in full swing, when the people on both sides of the strait were almost crazy in their devout beliefs. In a huge pavilion in the distance of the water and land dojo, a middle-aged man with outstanding demeanor and strong figure stood there, he turned his head, his eyes looked at the noisy scene of the water and land dojo deeply, his eyes flashed red, and at the same time formed a strange triangular symbol. It is exactly the same as the triangular symbol in the eyes of the statue of the god of Kuzen Mountain that is worshiped in the water and land dojo, and the two gradually form a certain resonance.

In the unknown void, from the statue of the god of Kuzen Mountain enshrined in the water and land dojo, a steady stream of faith power was transmitted to him, countless silk threads blended, converging to the heavenly gate above his head, and the white mist ball gradually submerged into his heavenly spirit cover and disappeared. And the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly glowed red, like an evil demon, but behind him there was a colorful brilliance, and the two were harmonious and unified, without conflict.

And behind the middle-aged man, there were a total of thirteen sturdy men in green clothes. They stood in a peculiar posture, standing on the left, right, front and back of the middle-aged man.

If someone is familiar with the formation, you will find that in the space between the thirteen fierce men in Tsing Yi and the middle-aged man, there is a faint transmission of some kind of breath, and from the void above the middle-aged man's head, a trace of silk connects the thirteen strong men in Tsing Yi.

"Whew. Finally, the middle-aged man slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the strange red triangle symbol in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and he let out a long white mist from his mouth. At the same time, behind him stood thirteen sturdy men in green clothes, who also looked around in unison.

There were no idlers around the pavilion, but when I looked closely behind them, I found that there were many figures looming in the surroundings.

"We have been holding this dry Zen Mountain Mountain God Water and Land Dojo for 7 consecutive years, and after seven years of arrangement, we finally have some gains. The strong middle-aged man spoke, his eyes deep and far-reaching, as if everything was under control.

"The big boss, our people are responsible for doing the water and land dojo and maintaining law and order, and only a small number of people are still guarding the cottage in the base camp of Kuzen Mountain. It's been a lot of wind lately, so there won't be any problems!"

One of the men in green clothes closest to him walked up to him and spoke in a deep voice. The sturdy man in green clothes carried a pair of knives at his waist, although he was wearing ordinary clothes, he could not hide the fierce aura on his body.

That kind of fierce atmosphere gives people the feeling that they are either thieves or bandits.