Tang Ping handed over the Lung Hiding Sword Cultivation Technique to the two of them to practice, and after giving a few orders, he immediately flew in the direction of the Bright Candle Shrine.

On the way, Tang Ping's face gradually turned pale, his breath was weak, and his yin power was weak, as if he had been seriously injured.

He started pretending again, and he pretended to be very similar, more like someone like Wei Shuang who was really injured.

On the way, Tang Ping carefully reviewed what happened.

It was all too coincidental that both sides were involved, and both sides were still defeated; Jing Guo and the Bright Candle Shrine suffered heavy losses.

Who is it if it's not Wei Shuang's handiwork?

"Empress E's Nuying did not appear, and she did not show up from beginning to end, which also verifies a guess that Xiangshui restricted the actions of the two goddesses."

Tang Ping thought to himself.

This also gave Wei Shuang a reason to eat at both ends, and I have to say that this guy is really a bit shrewd.

After this battle, it is estimated that both sides will be able to climb to the top.

When I came to the Land of Sanssouci, the road was sparsely populated, and the blood stains and broken corpses on the ground had not disappeared.

Come to the main hall in the center of the country of Sanssouciac.

The scene in front of him was as he expected, there was one more person beside the king of Nanlu.

The original carved lord is also dead.

Now there are two positions, one is the king of the southern foothills, and the other is Wei Shuang, who is under the pseudonym of Wei Shuang.

In addition to his own qi refining, there is also the apprentice paradise of Xiao's father.

"Oh? How are you still alive? Seeing Tang Ping jumping around, Wang Pi of Nanlu smiled and didn't smile.

"Ahem, I almost died."

Tang Ping probably said what happened, he was affected by the fluctuations of the battle, and he happened to fly far away, so he was not sucked up by the snake god.

"I saw that the battle was over, and I was injured again at that time, so I simply returned to Qunyu Mountain to live for a while."

Well-founded and convincing.

Tang Ping then took out a bottle of elixir, handed it to the king of Nanlu, and said, "This is the mica Ganoderma lucidum pill, the medicinal properties are not strong, but it has the miraculous effect of recovering injuries, and the king may be able to use it." ”

The king of Nanlu took the bottle, opened it and saw that a fresh medicinal fragrance hit his heart, and just by smelling it, the scale armor on his body seemed to have signs of regrowth.

Originally, I wanted to severely punish this timid guy, but now I have dispelled this idea, at least this guy still has some ability.

Except for him, it is estimated that no one has such alchemy attainments.

He also believed Tang Ping's statement, maybe he was really seriously injured at that time, and now he is jumping around, it should be the result of taking pills.

"In the future, I will offer a bottle of Ganoderma lucidum pill every month, and the previous rambutan will triple, the situation is not good, and I am fortunate to suffer you during this time." The royal road of the southern foothills.

"It's not hard, it should be." Tang Ping scolded in his heart, this old dog is quite good at climbing up the pole.

Fortunately, Zhang Xian of these two pills and jade kingdoms could refine them, otherwise he would have less time to cultivate.

But after all, it is your own thing, joining this Bright Candle Divine Palace, except for a void tiger skin, the resources need to be purchased with your own money, and you have to hand in the pills regularly.

Of course, this is nothing, it is equivalent to taking money to buy channels.

Others looking for their own alchemy, they will also prepare materials and ghost money, overall, it is still more cost-effective.

Now that the king of Nanlu seemed to be desperate and ready to prostitute himself for nothing, Tang Ping suddenly had the idea of expecting Wei Shuang to kill him quickly.

"In the future, Wei Shuang will be one of the leaders besides me, and you must also obey his orders."

"Don't dare, don't dare, Yuding Daoyou and I have been friends for many years, and we have our own opinions." Wei Shuang hurriedly waved his hand, it seemed that he was not used to the position of the leader, this honest and polite appearance was also in line with his original personality.

"There are no rules, there is no circle, you still need to learn more."

"My subordinates understand, thank you for your advice." Wei Shuang hurriedly stood up.

"Haha, you can call Daoyou in the future. Paradise and Wei Shuang, you are in charge of the country of Xiao's father and the country of carving respectively, and I will hand it over to you in the future. ”

"Yes!"

Wei Shuang was silent on the surface, and he was ecstatic in his heart.

The country of Xiaofu and the country of carving are small countries near Jianxia, which are said to be countries, but they are more like cities, with 100,000 people, 780,000 slaves and savages.

Probably such a configuration, the living people and ghosts of the entire small country completely serve the king.

Not to mention that it looks small, in fact, the monarchs of medium-sized countries do not necessarily enjoy such resources.

Not to mention the bustling Jianxia ghost market.

As long as you secretly get a little oil and water, your fairy root bones and fairy babies are almost successful.

Soon, some survivors came one after another.

There weren't many people who died, about a third of them died, and it didn't affect the normal operation, but people were a little uncomfortable with the new leader.

The crowd dispersed, and Tang Ping also returned to Qunyu Mountain.

I still have a lot of things to do, and the sword pond is still developing, so it won't be useful for the time being.

The rest of the world is on track, and now you don't have to worry about it yourself.

Peony's guardian magnolia flower Xinyi also joined the Chu State, guarded the royal palace, guarded the royal family, and even became the national flower of the Chu State.

All in all, the state of Chu is moving towards a medium-sized country, and everything will be verified by time.

Jade Mountain.

Tang Ping's retreat.

Red Pine Nut: Day Wandering God (20000/50000).

With the improvement of the realm, the proficiency of the exercises will rise, and it will take about fifty years before it can be achieved in a small way, and the realm can break through to the middle stage of the day and the god.

In the medium term, you can open a new pact.

As for where to open, Tang Ping had two choices, one was Jianxia Ghost City, and the other was Xiangshui.

Both are outright thefts.

Otherwise, when the waterhole and the yin soil expand, they don't know the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse.

Time passes.

In addition to his daily cultivation, Tang Ping also lit the grass and wood spirits on the route that Wei Shuang passed, squatted to observe, and monitored this guy's every move every day.

Because he found that this guy was too insidious, and he fell on the road without paying attention.

Now the enemy is clear and I am dark, and only by knowing ourselves and knowing the other can we win all battles.

From the Ming Candle Shrine all the way to Xiangshui, and even the Acropolis of the Wei family.

Jingdu, this place is depressed, the flow of people is sparse, and the slaves are also yellow-skinned and thin, and their clothes are not covered.

Even the Chinese people look weak.

Jiang Feng's expedition to the Ming Candle failed, not only the monarch died, but also injured a lot of vitality, Peng Guo completely threw himself into the east, it was the loss of his wife and the loss of his army, it is estimated that it will take several decades to recover.

Jing King's Palace, the red lacquer carved palace retains the characteristics of Yunmengze, and there are more patterns of birds and beasts, the sun, and the longitudinal eyes of the feather people.

Jing is a country that has been thoroughly infiltrated by the Yu people, more than other countries, the others are just one or two families, a few doctors or Shangqing, Jing Guo's aesthetics and hierarchy are completely copied from the Yu people.

In the dark hall, three red-robed officials reported on national events.

In the center of the hall sat a child, less than five years old, ignorant, who only cared about playing with the doll in his hand.

This is Wu Wei, the monarch of Jing State.

Originally, it was not his, but his maternal family was the Wei family, and the Wei family supported him to ascend the throne.

Beside him was a tall figure wearing a bronze mask.

Replying to officials and arranging affairs are all decided by this person after consulting the monarch, saying that he is asking the monarch, but in fact the monarch is just a child, or this person decides by himself.

This person is Wei Shuang, not a monarch, but a monarch.

Looking at the ignorant nephew, Wei Shuang's eyes flickered, the child will grow up one day, and then he will find a way to weaken his uncle's power and regain power.

"Then let's keep you happy."

Wei Shuang thought to herself. He has already decided the fate of this child.

"Next month, the Great Hall of the Feather Sacrifice must be held ceremoniously, and I will personally handle it."

The meal should be eaten in one bite, step by step.

At present, the dream is to become a monarch, and to be a monarch is to please Jiang Feng and have a good relationship with Jiang Feng.

As for the Bright Candle Shrine, you can put it a little bit, and if you are too anxious to perform it now, it will be counterproductive.

All in all, time tells.

Flowers bloom and fall.

Weishuang is very busy, multi-line operation, and the time is fully utilized to the extreme.

This day, late at night.

The bright moon is like a mirror, and it is fifteen again.

Hunan water is rushing, and the water mist is like silk.

Empress E's daughter reappeared.

Tang Ping's eyebrows and eyes opened, flashing with golden light, and he observed the identities of the two.

"God, viviparous."

Gods, sure enough, are born gods, the daughters of the Emperor of Heaven are indeed different from mortals, although I don't know what their lifespan is, it is estimated that they can live longer than ordinary people.

Then, Wei Shuang took out a baby from the box.

This baby has dragon horns on his head, green tendons in his eyes, white hemorrhoids in his abdomen, transverse bones in his chest, and hidden bones in his yin.

Tang Ping was also surprised when he saw it, this baby did not enter the ten categories of heaven and earth, not heaven and earth, gods and ghosts, not scales and feathers.

Neither life nor death.

What the hell is it?

This baby is really miraculous, and he is not much more reckless than Du Yu he has seen.

Du Yu's cultivation speed is very fast, and now he is in the late stage of Qi refining, and he is almost the same realm as himself, and he doesn't know if he breaks through the fast of Dining Xia, or if he breaks through the fast manifestation of his spirit.

This is the advantage of the bloodline, others are still struggling to explore, they have long relied on the ancestral inheritance to step by step to the highest.

"If I could, I would like to take the baby." Tang Ping thought to himself.

The baby itself has no concept of good and evil, and if it falls into the hands of Wei Shuang, maybe there will be a demon king in the world in the future, bringing harm to the world.

"I've got to figure out a way."

Intercepted on the road?

Thinking of this, Tang Ping shook his head, although with his current strength, it would be easy to kill Wei Shuang in seconds, but in this way, he would lose Wei Shuang, a-stirring stick.

After all, this guy is really capable, and he has just been here for less than sixty years, and he has suddenly made Jing Guo and the Ming Candle Divine Palace half-crippled.

It would be a waste to kill it like this.

"You can only outwit."

Tang Ping didn't want to expose himself, he didn't want to take any risks, but he wanted to be alone......

Dan yang.

Danyang got its name because it was located on the sunny side of Danshui, and Danyang, the capital of the Chu State, was located here.

This is a large city with a population of 800,000, and it is the center of the country, a majestic city that all ethnic groups yearn for.

Danyang is well organized under the governance of the Xiongba, and the city gate is painted with Xinyi, the national flower of the Chu State.

The reason why Xinyi became the national flower is also very simple.

Because the people of Chu need shelter, the eaves of the previous princes and nobles are guarded by divine beasts, which can be used to drive away evil spirits and prevent foreign enemies from invading.

The only requirement is human sacrifice every once in a while, which is undoubtedly a good thing for other countries.

Only a dozen slave lives are needed in exchange for the protection of divine beasts, and the excess population can be consumed, this transaction is undoubtedly very worthwhile.

Of course.

The philosophy of the state of Chu did not allow them to do so, and the state of Chu was the only country in the south that explicitly forbade human sacrifice.

Naturally, they will not smash the signboard by themselves, and the Danyang flower god Xinyi fills this gap, people only need to worship the god of flowers, and plant, or paint the sign of Xinyi flowers at the door of their homes, they can bless the safety of the house.

This sacrifice spread from the royal palace to the people, and then to the army, and the national flower came from this.

In addition to the petals on the city gate, there is also a river with a bay, and on the bank of the river stands a handsome Langjun.

This is the god of Langjun and Du Yu, the god of Danshui.

Du Yu and Xin Yi protect the peace of one side. It is the firmest belief of the people of Chu.

Below the Danshui is a luxurious underwater palace, 100 feet high, and every other step, there are glowing night pearls, coral, agate, clams, and precious stones as embellishments.

This is Du Yu's palace Nianci Palace, as the name suggests, he misses his mother, even though it has been more than two hundred years. Du Yu still won't forget his mother who was suppressed under the mountain.

In the palace, Du Yu sat opposite a handsome and beautiful woman.

The two looked at each other, as if they were affectionate.

The female is the peony guard Xin Yi.

Du Yu and Xin Yi have cooperated for several years, and both of them are children of the rivers and lakes who come and go in a hurry, and they will see the right eye over time.

Du Yu told his life experience, took off his forehead, revealing his golden eyes, and after learning that Du Yu was a royal family of the Yuren people, Xin Yi did not show surprise or disgust.

This made Du Yu appreciate it very much, the Yuren people in this area can be said to be shouted by everyone, and under the propaganda of the Chu State, they are simply demons who kill people without blinking.

"In a few years, I plan to tell my master to return to Shu to save my mother."

"But..."Xin Yi didn't want to hit him, whether it was the King of Shu or the King of Yu, both of them were strong, and even the King of Shang noticed the strong.

"I know what you mean, but it's too late." Du Yu said.

The mother is a royal family, the most noble pure-blood royal family, with a lifespan of more than a thousand years, and the calculation time is only equivalent to the middle age of human beings.

It seems to be a long time, but after being detained for so long, there will inevitably be some accidents, and he doesn't want his mother's youth to be wasted.

Thinking of this, Du Yu hesitated a little and said, "Can you come with me?" ”

"The duty is in the body, forgive me, I want to protect the peony fairy, where is the peony fairy, where am I." Xin Yi categorically refused, although he had feelings in his heart, he did not forget his duty.

Du Yu was silent.

The two of them had nothing to say, for a long time, the underwater wind and clouds were surging, and the wind and waves were raging.

Tang Ping appeared slowly, and the moment he saw the two of them, he suddenly felt strange, how these two cold-faced ghosts sat together, it was really a little strange.

Tang Ping didn't ask in detail, but got to the point, and said: "Du Yu, it may be a little hard to help the teacher, you have to monitor..."

That's right, he wanted Du Yu to make a move, but many of this kid didn't move.

Thinking of this, Tang Ping was a little embarrassed, he called Du Yu when he had something, and he usually couldn't think of it, so he painted a cake and said: "After the task is completed, you can mention it casually..."

"The disciple is willing!"

(End of chapter)