In today's world, there are only two places that have the Great Desolation Sutra, one of which is the wilderness spirit, and the other is the underworld, in the hands of Shangshan Sihao.

Moreover, although Li Guang, the general of the Great Han Fei, cultivated to the realm of Wuhou, he never revealed the slightest news of Shangshan Sihao and the "Great Desolation Sutra" to the world, but only said:

“…… At the moment when your qi and blood are at their most vigorous, kill yourself, the underworld is not as simple as reincarnation, it hides many secrets. ”

In other words, many big names and some clues are encouraging them intentionally or unintentionally, so that powerful and talented warriors can go to the underworld as soon as possible.

"When you have the opportunity, you must go to the underworld to have a look, as a living person!" Jiang Chen thought like this, raised his head, and looked at the wilderness spirit in mid-air:

"What I need is called the Great Desolation Sutra."

"Yes, I stole a lot of stuff from those four old things."

The spirit of the wilderness immediately became honest and nodded like garlic: "With those golden glittering things, plus the tears in your hands, we are willing to exchange them with you." ”

Jiang Chen raised the corners of his mouth:

"But a book, in exchange for 100,000 gold and silver, plus a treasure to prolong life, my side seems to have a loss?"

Hear the words.

The Wilderness Spirit gritted its teeth and spoke:

"We don't want those shiny things, but that teardrop must be given to us, otherwise, we won't change it."

Jiang Chen didn't want to be too persecuted, and agreed:

"Well, that's fair."

"Wait a minute."

As soon as the wilderness spirits turned around, a gray demon wind immediately set off around them, enveloping them and flying towards the east, gradually disappearing.

Jiang Chen stood on the bank of the Peacock River with his sword, and waited for about half an hour before he saw the wilderness spirit coming again out of breath.

They gasped for breath, looked very tired, and said dissatisfiedly: "You should compensate us for such a long journey, right?" ”

"Oh?"

Jiang Chen exposed the lies of the wilderness spirits at a glance: "You didn't go far at all, you just went deep into the ground, and then went to have a sip of afternoon tea, right?" ”

"Moreover, souls also need to breathe, do they also gasp?"

The Wilderness Spirit sneered:

"How do you know?"

Jiang Chen gradually mastered the method of communicating with them, and snorted coldly: "Don't shake your wit, don't think that I can't find you!" ”

The wilderness spirit was stunned, gave up the idea of taking advantage, and said aggrievedly: "A smart and powerful guy like you is really condescending to be alive......"

"When you die, remember to resist the inhalation of the underworld, at least for more than half an hour, and when the time comes, we will come to you."

"There are only ten places for immortality, and it's precious."

said.

It pulled out a tattered bamboo slip from its soul body, and wrote an exciting line of text in small seal script on it:

The Great Desolation Sutra!

At this moment, whether it was Jiang Chen or Zhang Baisui on the side, their hearts were surging, and they were even a little unbelievable, but in their hands, their movements were not half a minute slower.

"Old Tun Chief, can you take it?"

Jiang Chen chuckled lightly and gave up this exciting moment, and only Zhang Baisui, who had been waiting for more than 30 years, was the most suitable person to take this thing.

"Okay."

"Thank you."

Zhang Baisui gasped violently due to excitement, and moved forward step by step.

At this moment when he walked in front of the wilderness spirit, although Zhang Baisui was already mentally prepared, but the moment he touched the "Great Desolation Sutra" with his own hands, his slightly old body suddenly froze, his lips were unconsciously bitten due to too much tension, and his mouth echoed with a salty breath.

That's the smell of blood!

Zhang Baisui traveled all over the country, searched for 30 years to no avail, and in the teaching room, he was rotten for more than 30 years.

And when the "Great Desolation Sutra" appeared in front of him, at this moment.

He just took three steps forward, stretched out his hand, held it, and in three simple and effortless movements, he got it.

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

"Thank you......"

Zhang Baisui held the "Great Desolation Sutra" in his hand, his heart was full of mixed feelings, like laughing and crying, his eyes appeared pain, relief, joy, sadness and other emotions, he opened his mouth to speak, but he lost his voice for a long time due to excessive excitement, and it took a long time to ease up, and asked nervously:

"I got it?"

"Well, you got it."

Jiang Chen's affirmation instantly made the old man, who was still more than 20 years away from the age of 100, cry silently, holding the "Great Desolation Sutra" in his hand for a long time.

Even the spirit of the wilderness did not dare to disturb it, because ...... The more agitated the beast and the more fierce it becomes!

Wei Anguo and Hong Wu glanced at each other, and they also felt a little incredible, the wilderness martial arts, there are actually follow-up exercises?

A road that is not inferior to the path of Qingzhou soldiers, if the full version comes out, I am afraid it will ...... No, it's bound to cause an uproar!

Hong Wu sighed lightly:

"Maybe in the future, Qingzhou will become the world of wilderness martial arts."

Guardstate has a different view:

"Not necessarily, the spiritual materials consumed by the wilderness martial arts are not only difficult to find, but also expensive, and they have never been blessed by Qingzhou, so I am afraid that they are still only a niche martial arts."

Of course –

There were a few words he hadn't spoken.

The price of spiritual materials will fall due to the increase in scale demand and the construction of more medicine gardens;

The blessing of Qingzhou Ding's luck can also be transferred to other martial arts due to the change of the lord of Qingzhou.

Other words.

If there is a moment when the sun and the moon change the sky.

The path practiced by the Lord of Qingzhou is a wilderness martial path, so the martial arts group will also usher in innovation and a big change!

Wei Anguo turned his head and looked at a certain captain with a smile on his face, and inexplicably had a premonition in his heart: Jiang Chen has brought too many surprises and accidents to the Qingzhou Army, perhaps, in the near future, he may change the fate of the entire Qingzhou!

Zhang Baisui took a deep breath, slowly opened the book of "The Great Desolation Sutra", carefully read almost half a cup of tea, and then nodded:

"The rituals of the martial saint level, I can't understand but I am shocked, and the rituals and spiritual materials of the martial saint level are very authentic, not fake."

"The writing is also extremely old, hundreds of years ago."

Jiang Chen pressed his excited heart and said in a deep voice:

"Old Tun Chief, when we return to the camp, we will talk in detail slowly."

After speaking.

Jiang Chen turned his head and pleaded with the two martial marquis in a very respectful tone:

"Thank you to the two generals for sacrificing their lives to save Jiang Chen, but today is a little special, it is related to the future of the wilderness martial arts, and the stakes are very high, can you please avoid it for a while."

As the actual commander of the Qingzhou Army, Hong Wu was eager to control everything in Qingzhou, and when he heard this, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Wei Anguo still remembered the promotion of Xili City, and said with a pleasant face:

"Let's go, General Hong, this is their own business in the wilderness, since the danger has been eliminated, why not go to the stack?"

Hong Wu nodded, held the fierce bow, and slowly returned with Wei Anguo.

…………

Looking at the distant backs of the two martial marquis, Jiang Chen breathed a long sigh of relief, and was about to ask, when the wilderness spirits, these group of beast souls who didn't have much patience, finally looked bored and shouted dissatisfiedly:

"Human, give me that teardrop!"

Although Jiang Chen was a little reluctant, at the moment, there was no reason to refuse the wilderness spirit, the soul of ten thousand beasts, which was far superior to the ordinary martial marquis, so he stretched out his hand and threw it into the mouth of the wilderness spirit.

Its face was full of joy and it took the peacock's tears in its mouth.

It's like a child who asks for a lollipop from his uncle and happily stuffs it into his cheeks and enjoys the happiness brought by the sweetness.

Jiang Chen took the Great Desolation Sutra from Zhang Baisui's hand, carefully put it in the storage bag, and then took advantage of the spirit of the wilderness to be in a good mood, and asked with a smile:

"I would like to ask you a question, if you are willing to answer it, how about giving you these glittering treasures at my feet, as well as a large amount of gold and silver?"

The spirit of the wilderness licked the Peacock's Tears brand candy, feeling very happy, and casually asked, "Oh, what's the problem?" ”

Jiang Chen looked at the six directions, confirmed that there was no one around, and was always ready to launch the Void Crossing, and then his expression gradually became serious, and he asked word by word:

"More than 30 years ago, was there a human who once communicated with you? Or rather, the deal? He looks a little like a wolf, do you remember? ”

When the last few words were spoken, the spirit of the wilderness found the old memories of decades ago from the pile of old papers of memory, and said hesitantly:

"Seems like so."

Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows coldly:

"Please don't say like."

At this moment, Zhang Baisui also reluctantly realized: Who is the wolf that Jiang Chen said, recalling the past boring life, a trace of deep anger could not help but rise in his eyes.

The Wilderness Spirit nodded:

"Ah yes, at that time, we were woken up by someone in Liaodong, and we bumped into that bastard of the Seven Killing Stars!"

"There's a bad-looking old man, we don't like to deal with this kind of person, but he helped me win the Seven Killing Stars, and the food he invited us to eat was also delicious, and-"

"Oops, we remembered."

"We promised him not to tell anyone about ......"

The sound stopped abruptly.

The spirit of the wilderness realized that it had said too much, and its face was full of shame, like a child who had done something wrong, and immediately rolled up a large pool of gold, silver, and rare treasures on the ground, and quickly burrowed into the ground, disappearing without a trace.

Jiang Chen successfully heard the evidence needed, so naturally he didn't care about some money, turned his head, and stared at Zhang Baisui who was full of anger:

"Old Tun Chief, I'm afraid we need to talk about it in detail, the experience you had when you were rescued by Prime Minister Sima Cheng is probably not that simple."

The joy of obtaining the "Great Desolation Sutra" has already dissipated most of it, Zhang Baisui condensed his face, looked up at the east, and his tone was a little terrifying:

"I want to go back to Qingzhou."

There was a chill between Jiang Chen's eyebrows:

"Are you sure you really just want to go back to Qingzhou?"

"Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge! When the old man achieves Wuhou, he will be exiled to the void of the world, unable to survive or die! ”

Jiang Chen smiled, and couldn't help but wonder, which guys were exiled from Shangshan Sihao back then?