Jia Nixi was dressed in animal skin and bird feathers, holding a beast bone spear, quietly walked up to the high platform, his momentum had already built the foundation, the brilliant morning sun was draped on his body, and a little golden light set off him as if he had come to the world.

Under the high platform, there is an endless black oppression of the Shanyue tribesmen, pious and stable kneeling, everyone's eyes are full of hope and light, the hundred years of Shanyue chaos and disorder are coming to an end, and this king will open a new era for them.

Different from the fiery excitement of the people in the audience, Jia Nixi's eyes were full of sarcasm and disdain, standing stiffly on the high platform with his hands and feet, and coldly staring at the Shanyue people kneeling below.

"Ga Nixi, it's time."

The old witch beside him, holding the beast head scepter alof, dressed in a black robe, spoke hoarsely, and his momentum turned out to be the pinnacle of foundation building, and the hoarse voice floated to Jia Nixi's ears.

"Don't procrastinate...... As long as you die in peace, I will not move your people. ”

The old witch looked helpless, and he had already scolded the senior brother who pushed him down the mountain in his heart.

"It turns out that this Jia Nixi has already noticed that something is wrong, no wonder they are blaming each other...... I've been in retreat for so many years, and I thought it was a good errand! ”

"It's really not easy to force him to make a sacrifice with peace of mind, this guy has no heirs and no wife, the only thing he remembers is these hundreds of thousands of Shanyue, he can only use this to blackmail him, if it weren't for this altar for him to go up in person, where would I wait for nonsense, just tie him up and throw him on."

Jia Nixi glanced at him contemptuously, the spear in his hand was clenched, and he stepped forward slowly, the pale red light had flowed out from the lines on the high platform, and suddenly he spoke:

"Old fellow, let me ask you, have you ever raised the people and governed the army?"

The old witch looked at Jia Nixi with a disdainful face, completely without his helplessness when he was persecuted by hundreds of thousands of mountains a few days ago, his heart jumped, his hair stood up, and he said astringently:

"Ga Ni Xi! You don't have to ignore hundreds of thousands of mountains and do that impulsive thing! ”

Jia Ni laughed, angrily burst into the crown, and said coldly:

"The army is my sword, the people are my frame, how can anyone die for the utensils!"

As soon as these words came out, the old witch suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he only felt that the mana in this person's body was surging, and he actually had the feeling of shattering the Xuanjing, and shouted repeatedly:

"Master!"

The sky suddenly changed, and a thin big hand came into the air, about to suppress the abnormal changes in Jia Nixi's body, who knew that a mysterious light came from the east, and it was hitting that hand, blocking it.

"Click."

The six wheels in Jia Nixi's body shattered in response, and the foundation of the Great Dao forged in his body exploded, and red blood gushed out, shaking the old witch violently.

"What do you want for this woman?"

Ga Ni Xi took off his armor and asked her lightly.

"I want the king to live."

She said.

The memories came to an abrupt end, and the king of Shanyue was blown into a sky full of flesh and blood in front of tens of thousands of Shanyue, and the red blood stained the entire high platform.

Jia Nixi's brown eyeballs flew out dozens of feet, jumped and fell under the high platform, and rolled down in front of the kneeling Shanyue women.

The Shanyue woman, who was still carrying the child on her back, jumped up as if she had been bitten by a snake, trembling and holding her deep brown eyes, her face was pale and pale, she coughed a few times, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

There was silence between heaven and earth, and the great terror suppressed the army and people below could not spit out a word, and the dark clouds and lightning in the sky quickly converged, and the wind swept through every corner.

"Who's ......?"

A muttering came to the old witch's ears, he knelt down and trembled, the cultivation of the peak of the foundation could not bring him a sense of security, and the old witch's heart was dead.

"Not an old friend... It's the new Purple Mansion...... Who is it?! ”

The thunderous shouts exploded in the ears of the old witch, and the Qi Cultivators on the stage were suddenly blown into meat and mud, and the high platform made of mud and masonry collapsed in response, and the rolling dirt and sand and stones rolled down, and the thick earthy breath suddenly permeated the entire Great Courtyard Garden.

"Who taught him the disintegration of the broken wheel?! Who! ”

The middle-aged man in a black robe stood in the void, and the old witch was covered in mud and kneeling in embarrassment, and he saw the middle-aged man raise his hand, his expression full of tyranny.

"How many years...... No one has yet made the old man suffer such a big loss! ”

The majestic momentum swept in all directions, and the entire Shanyue of the Great Court began to tremble.

"Master! This is the Xuanguang technique...... Most of it was done by the Demon Gate! ”

The old witch felt a chill behind his back, stammered and replied, and then listened to the middle-aged Zifu say in a cold voice:

"Qingchi Demon Gate... When the old man was rampant, he was just a small sect guarding the tattered mountain gate, and now he dares to bully the old man! ”

As soon as the words fell, he had disappeared over the ruins, and the old witch knelt for a while, and then dared to quietly raise his head, and saw that the middle-aged man had gone away, and drove away.

Only tens of thousands of mountains were left lying on the ground, crying lowly, and thousands of ethereal incense turned into pale gray resentment, wandering over the Great Court.

"The King's ......"

The mountains on the ground wept and knelt around the brown eyeball, but the sound of rustling wings was slowly heard in the distance.

"Locusts! Locust! ”

But he heard the guards on the city wall shouting loudly, and in the distance, a sea of gray-black locusts poured in, rustling and shaking, flying freely over the Great Court, sucking the resentment condensed by the great drought and disaster.

"Buzz ......"

The locusts hit people without a head and a brain, but the Shanyue people cried and shouted for their mothers, trampling and pushing each other, and the entire Great Court instantly became a hell on earth.

"King!"

Seeing the surging crowd quickly gathering, the woman with the child on her back hurriedly lifted the boy high and threw it on the low boulder with all her might, and immediately drowned in the sea of people, turning into flesh and bones on the ground.

In the overwhelming sound of locusts shaking their wings, the golden morning light was covered by dark clouds, and the entire northern foot was once again plunged into the thickest darkness.

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The moist water filled the air, the towns were filled with joyful laughter, and the villagers carried out all kinds of containers, from urinals to vats, and waited with great interest for the rainstorm to arrive.

"It's finally raining!"

The sadness on Li Xuanxuan's face finally dissipated, and he looked at the townspeople running on the street with a smile, the drought lasted for eight months, and now it finally rained.

Li Xuanling, who was beside him, pursed his lips and didn't speak, his expression was also happy, and the gray Xuanshui sword on the Qingfeng in his hand was shining, and he obviously had a lot of results.

Li Jingtian looked out the window with a smile on her pen, the raindrops hit the stone road little by little, and Chen Donghe beside her looked at her quietly.

"Winter River."

Li Jingtian suddenly opened his mouth to call a sentence, which made Chen Donghe blushing and bowing his head, but hurriedly replied:

"Huh?"

"Tell me about my father's affairs in the west."

Chen Donghe suddenly looked happy, and told her about the westward expansion, Li Jingtian listened quietly, nodding slightly from time to time.

The majestic rain swept every corner, and the villagers were all running in the heavy rain to celebrate, with a cheerful smile on their faces, Li Tongya rode the wind and watched in the clouds for a while, and there was a little more relaxed between his eyebrows.

"Good rain, really good rain."

Glancing to the west from afar, the suffocating aura had disappeared, and Li Tongya thought to himself:

"Presumably, Jia Nixi is finished, and we have to wait for the news to come...... I'll wait for a breath of air. ”

There is an enemy like Jia Nixi on his side, which always makes people toss and turn, as long as Jia Nixi dies, the fifteen villages of Shanyue are just a rabble, the monks on Wushan Mountain do not go out of the mountain, and the rest of the Qi training Shanyue is not enough for him to fight with one hand.

"What's more, the blood sacrifice has been completed, and I don't know how many Qi exercises can be left in Shanyue."

It's a pity that this boundary is drawn between Shanyue Zifu and Qingchi Sect, otherwise Li Tongya may not have to cross the border and annex a few villages.

Slowly falling in the courtyard, Li Tongya saw Liu Rou greet him with a smile, and said:

"My husband is back."

Liu Rouxuan has practiced for so many years, and her cultivation is only the third layer of fetal breath, after all, her talent is not high, and her cultivation is a first-class fetal breath exercise, and she has not been able to advance an inch for many years, and now there is a little white silk on her sideburns.

"Hmm."

Li Tongya responded gently, he and Liu Rouxuan have been good for nearly twenty years, and they are very familiar with each other, holding her hand, seeing that Liu Rouxuan looked a little worried, he smiled:

"What's wrong?"

"Husband..."

Liu Rouxuan lowered her eyebrows and replied:

"I picked a few concubines for you, and they are all waiting outside."

Li Tongya froze for a moment, waved away the few women who came in with a strange expression, and said with a smile:

"What do you think?"

Liu Rouxuan bent her eyebrows and said in a low voice:

"I know that my talent is not high, I am afraid that I will not be able to practice qi for the rest of my life, and it will be difficult to accompany my husband for a long time, and now I am only under Xuanling, and my heirs are thin......"

Li Tongya opened his mouth and didn't speak, the elixir spirit rice in the clan has always been distributed according to qualifications, and Xuanxuan Xuanling is still not enough, so she naturally neglected Liu Rouxuan, with her qualifications, I am afraid that she will not be able to break through the cultivation of qi until she dies.

"This ......"

Li Tongya spit out a word with some difficulty, with his style, it was naturally difficult to spend the resources of the clan to favor his wife, but he saw Liu Rouxuan gently shake his head and said:

"That's not what the concubine meant."

"I'm not good at fighting, and my qualifications are poor, even if I practice qi, it's just a waste, how dare I waste the resources in the clan, just to ask my husband to keep more heirs."

Li Tongya shook his head, quite moved, and said in a low voice:

"But there is no need to say it, I was born in a farmer's household, and I can't learn the style of three wives and four concubines."

"Xuanling is well-behaved and calm, and he works weekdays, this is all your credit, I haven't thanked you yet."

Liu Rouxuan wanted to say more, but was gagged by Li Tongya, and said softly between her ears and temples:

"If you want an heir, just have another one for me."

(End of chapter)