Chapter 1110: The Threat of the Kuliang Monk
This woman looks like she is eighteen or nineteen years old, she is in the holy realm, she is thin, her blue robe is full of mending nails, her hair is yellow, and her face is full of gray stains.
However, her behavior surprised Xin Zhuo very much, and asked, "What does Your Excellency mean?" ”
The woman raised her head, and two lines of tears rolled down: "The juniors really can't hold on, come to the seniors, and hope that the seniors will take them in!" ”
"Oh?" Xin Zhuo smiled: "I just arrived today, why do you want to come to me?" ”
This chaotic mountain is a place where people eat people, the strength is not enough, the pure way to die, but come here is not a last resort, or a strong person who comes to the trial with a belly full of blood, the latter can generally eat, and the former can only struggle, once you can't hold on, go out is also death.
If he Xin Zhuo is a general cultivator at this moment, it is very likely that he will be chased by someone when he goes out and killed at will.
Therefore, here, most people with low strength will choose to take refuge in the strong and struggle to cultivate, as long as they don't die, there is still a glimmer of hope, and the future can be expected. For example, Jiang Guiyi has seven or eight human saints and three or four great saints under his command, all of whom rely on her to eat.
The rule is such a rule, however, he Xin Zhuo is a little famous outside, but here he is a pure little white, how can anyone come to take refuge immediately?
The woman gritted her teeth and arched her hand: "The junior saw the senior and Miss Jiang Guiyi coming together today, I am afraid that it has a bad relationship with her, and now I am staying in the mansion of the predecessor of the Holy King, at least the Saint King Realm, and I have come to seek refuge." ”
I see, this woman is straight to the point, she doesn't hide it, and she is a cheerful person.
"There is just a shortage of people to clean the courtyard!" Yukihime walked out of the inner room and said casually.
When the woman saw it, she hurriedly said: "Mrs. Xie, Madame is as beautiful as a fairy, she is really a bodhisattva, and the younger Zhang Lingyan will definitely serve her in the future!" ”
Xue Ji still likes to listen to good words, so she smiled and beckoned.
Zhang Lingyan was about to get up, when there was a sudden sound of breaking wind in the distance, and the three figures were like arrows from the string, coming quickly, and falling lightly not far from the courtyard, all of them were great sage cultivators, one of the bearded men scolded loudly: "Slut, dare to escape, I don't want to live!" ”
Zhang Lingyan had no choice but to kneel down again, prostrate at Xin Zhuo's feet, his head down, and he didn't dare to breathe.
The bearded man glanced at Xin Zhuo, then looked at the dilapidated courtyard, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then bowed his hand and said with a smile: "Seniors have just arrived?" The junior Zhang Yun is polite, so that the seniors know that this woman is a warrior of my seventh team, and she can't bear to suffer and flee here! ”
Xin Zhuo glanced at Zhang Lingyan.
"No!" Zhang Lingyan immediately raised his head and argued angrily, "The younger generation was exiled here twelve years ago, and was inexplicably arrested by this person, and was treated as a person who was sent to death in an evil place, that is, to be a pawn for them to test the danger, there were originally a total of thirty-six people together, and now only the junior himself is left!"
Not only do you have to die at any time, but you also have to have fun with them, the younger generation has practiced for hundreds of years, and it is easy to become holy on the ground, but you live so aggrieved, you are really bitter in your heart, and you hope that your predecessors will shelter! ”
Xindra was silent.
The bearded man carefully observed Xin Zhuo's face, couldn't help but lose patience, and said coldly: "The seventh team is a disciple of Master Kuliang, and the seniors have to weigh it. ”
"Oh? Are you scaring me? ”
Xin Zhuo smiled, originally he didn't want to be nosy, but this bearded man's words made him feel a little unhappy.
The bearded three glanced at each other, their faces even more gloomy, and they didn't seem to be afraid of his Saint King Initial Realm cultivation at all.
"What about scaring you?"
A loud and gruff voice came from above, with a dismissive sneer.
Xin Zhuo looked at the layered buildings like a hillside, located in the middle of the "third pavilion" above, on the roof of a small courtyard, sitting a burly bald man, with a string of animal skulls hanging around his neck, like Buddha beads, holding a charming woman in his left hand, carrying a wine jug in his right hand, and pouring a sip violently, indescribably bold and domineering.
Saint King Middle Realm Master!
With his loud voice, a person from more than a dozen courtyards around him swept out, looking at it with a calm face, all of them were the first realm of the Holy King.
The "Third Pavilion" also had five or six Saint King Middle Realm masters appearing.
With so many masters, all full of murderous aura and fierce aura, it is difficult not to give people a great pressure.
The bearded Zhang Yun on the opposite side showed a hint of a deep smile on their faces.
This face is extremely straightforward and neat, it is to bully life, to oppress people with power, where is the slightest bit of otherworldliness, the bearing of the martial arts immortal?
Xin Zhuo even had a feeling that he had gone to the mortal world to mix with society.
The next moment, he grabbed Zhang Lingyan and threw it into the courtyard at random, and then slapped it out with one palm, and his true qi turned into a ten-zhang palm wind.
The bearded three people on the opposite side were dazed and surprised on their faces, there was no way to hide, there was no way to avoid it, they were shocked by the majestic true qi, flew out heavily, and fell into the building of the fifth pavilion, the true qi in the body stubbornly rushed out, and it was difficult to stop the body, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and when he looked up again, his face was full of disbelief.
Xin Zhuo seemed to have done something inconsequential, then he looked at the monk above and said with a smile: "I want this woman, bald, you can draw a line!" ”
There was a dead silence all around.
After a while, the surrounding Saint King masters let out a burst of laughter.
"Very good, not bad, if you can live for more than a month, we will count it as five hundred years of hard work and white cultivation!"
The monk laughed three times, and disappeared in the blink of an eye with the woman and the flask.
The surrounding Saint King masters each hid.
It's as if nothing happened.
"Thank you, senior! In the future, the younger generations will be loyal and loyal! ”
Zhang Lingyan thanked Dade, hurriedly thanked him, and then cleaned the courtyard seriously with caution and caution.
Xue Ji approached Xin Zhuo and whispered, "Is it appropriate?" ”
"Nothing out of place!"
Xin Zhuo stretched, "Follow the customs, others can, why can't we, the Holy King Middle Realm is not invincible." ”
Waved out a scroll casually, floating in the air, covered with dense "Snow Palace Precepts", the first is: "In the Snow Palace, do not fight, destroy the building 100 times the compensation, the murderer will pay for his life!" ”
It doesn't matter much to repel the Great Saint Warrior, but the same Saint King has to fight, and no one can afford it.
Night.
The sun and moon in the sky were already shrouded in a thick mist, and the surroundings were particularly hazy.
The small courtyard was cleaned, and the house was lit with a special spirit stone palace lamp.
Unexpectedly, Xue Ji still had a foodie side, so she took out a bunch of snacks, wine and meat from the storage box, and the three of them sat around the dilapidated table, of course, Zhang Lingyan just sat cautiously in the corner of the table.
"The owner of the Snow Palace is the Snow King Niangniang, who is a big man who cultivates to the heavens and is a pedantic celestial, and no one dares to provoke him in this hundreds of thousands of miles of chaotic mountains.
Under the Snow King Niangniang, there are ten Holy Ruins Ancestors, most of these ten people are cold-blooded and ruthless, killing at every turn, the most famous of them are Ling Junxiao, Ye Yichen and Bai Mu, the three seniors, they are not far from the Emperor's Three Paths, and they are also the people that the Snow King Niangniang likes the most, especially Ye Yichen, this person was born in the Northern Netherworld Divine Domain, and his background is miserable......"
Zhang Lingyan carefully narrated, "But recently, Niangniang and the Holy Ruins Ancestors seem to have been seriously injured, and I don't know what happened. ”
After thinking about it, he glanced at Xin Zhuo, and said: "Ye Yichen and Miss Jiang Guiyi have a good relationship, and everyone in the Snow Palace says that Miss Jiang Guiyi is Ye Yichen's red face!" ”
Xin Zhuo nodded: "Tell me about the survival method of the Snow Palace." ”
Zhang Lingyan shook his head: "Our Snow Palace has three halls and one pavilion, and the hall is the Hall of Merit, which is used to record the contributions of the disciples of the Snow Palace and distribute tasks; The Hall of Weapons, which can be exchanged for blades with contributions; Pill Palace, exchange the contribution for the pill that restores the vitality, otherwise there are too many tasks, and you haven't recovered yet, and if you set off again, it's easy to die!
The pavilion is a universal pavilion, which can be exchanged for many miscellaneous items, such as clothes, treasures handed in from unknown places, delicacies, beauty items and even spirit animals. ”
Xue Ji was curious: "What are these tasks?" ”
Zhang Lingyan said respectfully: "There are too many, the realms are different, and the places are different, the juniors of the Saint King Realm don't know, it is said that there are seventeen places where the Great Sage cultivates to go, and the juniors are sent to death is one of the evil life valleys."
However, there is one thing that needs to be reminded of the two seniors, which is to act together as many people as possible.
There are more than 5,000 disciples in this Snow Palace, and there are a lot of martial artists who have cultivated for a long time, go out on tasks for a long time, know each other, and spontaneously form a team of forces, take a loud name, a team is generally five to ten people, good at attacking, good at defense, good at medicine, good at prohibition, good at dark weapons, good at illusion, the most terrible is the cultivation of magic, long-distance hands, but this kind of person is said to be currently in Chaoji Mountain There are only three people, all of whom are offered like treasures!
As soon as the people in each team die, they will be replenished with new men......"
Xue Ji couldn't help but smile and glanced at Xin Zhuo, Xin Zhuo is good at everything, medical skills, spells, strong attacks, and forbidden mysteries......
Xin Zhuo chuckled, it was really full of a sense of online games in the past life, art comes from life, and it was quite reasonable.
The night was dark.
Zhang Lingyan went back to his room.
There is only one big bed in the main room, and Xue Ji washed it, and lay on the bed beautifully, regaining her appearance of seducing all beings and being a stunner of heaven and earth.
Xin Zhuo sat under the windowsill, the "Nine Rings Jade Pure Bottle" on the side exuded a faint light, and he was thinking about what the essence of this snow palace was.
Offering to the Snow King?
As Jiang Guiyi said, Chaoji Mountain is the holy land of the three realms of the Holy Realm, but it is definitely not the holy land of the three realms of the emperor, and masters like the Snow King Niangniang are still here, presumably the entire Snow Palace is to support her!
When he followed Jiang Guiyi in, he had already looked carefully, there was no place in the entire Snow Palace where he could sacrifice to the spirits, and when he came here, he didn't know how to practice. (End of chapter)