One hundred and thirty-six years is not a long time.

At that time, he was only over 800 years old, and his life expectancy was more than half.

After entering a new realm, the lifespan will be increased by three hundred years, and the lifespan will be even more at that time.

Therefore, Tang Ping didn't care about life at all.

The road ahead can be seen at a glance, just wait for time, and don't worry about anything else.

Tang Ping cultivated for some more time.

Everything is business as usual in the world, and Xijian Mountain gradually surpassed Meishan and became the most well-known sect in the vicinity.

The cultivation system of Xijian Mountain is single, and there is only one way to refine the sword, so that a large number of talents can be cultivated, and the sword cultivation pool can preserve the divine sword of the previous generation, so that the number of masters can be cumulatively superimposed.

After accumulating from generation to generation, many backbones have emerged.

Among them, the mountain owner Li Yuan, Wu Zixu, and Wei Hu (pseudonym Xiong Hu) are the leaders.

The swordsmen of Xijian Mountain shine on the battlefield and are known for their fierceness and invincibility and decisiveness.

Do not accept bait and food, do not refine pills to maintain health, and specialize in the way of killing.

Bang!

In the mountains and forests, Li Yuan controlled three divine swords and cut off the wings of a variegated feathered man with one sword.

Taking advantage of the fall of his body, Li Yuan stepped forward.

"With such a strong sword killing method, are you a descendant of Chiyou?"

Yuren was shocked.

In their impression, only Chi You can be compared to the person in front of them.

Li Yuan sneered, and slashed off the head of this feather man.

After Li Yuan eliminated the enemy, the people of Qi were late.

The general at the head of the group had a face like jujube jade, and said with some regret: "Friend, you are really wasteful, how good these people are to sacrifice, what are you doing when you kill them." ”

This is the general of the country of Qi.

Wolfberry is a wood plus a has, good at the meaning of the wood system, there is a relatively strong place in this country, there is a kind of wolfberry tree in the country, a red fruit grows on the tree, this fruit can be taken to strengthen the body, clear the liver and eyes.

Coupled with the fact that the cultivation range is extremely wide, almost every cultivator can eat these things, resulting in a lot of strong people in this country.

However, they have a flaw that they are too superstitious, overly believe in the induction of heaven and man, and worship the gods and gods in all big and small things to drive away evil spirits and disasters.

"Haha, the general is late, next time." Li Yuan said politely.

He did not have a deep friendship with the people of the Qi Kingdom, or the same was true of both the Chu State and the Qi Kingdom.

The sacrificial system is different, and the gods worshiped are also different, so it is natural that the two sides have great differences.

The main reason why there is no quarrel is that there are common interests at present.

The battle line is spreading, and soldiers and horses are advancing from all directions.

Occupying a country and destroying a country is not as simple as it seems.

Even if a big country fights a small country, it will take a lot of energy.

In addition, most of the territories in this realm are relatively large, the battle line spreads for more than 10,000 miles, and countless soldiers and horses are needed.

All in all, this is a protracted war, and the Chu State also has plans to train its troops, so it has been consumed like this.

Near Mt. Qunyu.

The number of county seats increased to twenty-two.

A total of five pavilions (except Xiangshui) rule this yin land.

The Yin soil is expanding faster and faster, and the scope is getting wider and wider.

Tang Ping was thinking about whether to divide the county town, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

There is no need for the county for the time being, and there is no position similar to the county city god to command the underworld, if yin and yang cannot be linked, there is no point in having an empty system.

Tang Ping inspected the mountains and forests as usual.

There is nothing to see, just to see what has happened here and how many familiar faces have disappeared since I was in retreat.

That's all.

The stone on the mountain is still sleeping, I don't know how many years to absorb the essence of the sun, I don't know how many years, before it can be resurrected.

Looking at the pond on the other side, a frog stood on a stone and worshiped the moon in the air, absorbing the essence of Taiyin.

The jade-like body is covered with a layer of gray rock, and the whole body seems to be petrified.

Another old comrade-in-arms fell asleep.

"How long is the time?"

It was about ten years of Yin Shou when he met Xiaoqing, when the two were penniless, Tang Ping was not ashamed to crown this person as the head of the tomb gate, and carefully calculated, it was seven hundred years ago.

"Frogs and toads belong to the same genus, and the underground master eye can see signs of life, and it should be molting, not death."

Tang Ping thought to himself, just like the nature of stone life like Shi Weng, there may be no concept of death, and only continuous reincarnation and rebirth can be the true meaning of life.

"Master, Yuan Chi asks to see you."

"Let him come." Tang Ping also wanted to meet this person.

Soon, a red-haired man came up the mountain.

"Shenhou, we have taken the Yongcheng and Yuecheng of Jing Kingdom. Some land was developed in the south, which we call Xiangcheng. There are many local tribes in these three cities, who are good at witchcraft and worship the god of Xiangshui, which seems to be difficult to deal with us. ”

"What's your opinion?" Tang Ping asked.

"Kill some hardliners, force them to integrate into our country, and slowly assimilate from generation to generation."

The gods sacrificed to both sides were different.

People believe in the goddess of Xiangshui, where do they go to find the goddess of Xiangshui?

Judging from the situation of their tribe, it is estimated that this Xiangshui goddess also ignores them, otherwise she would not have been mixed like this.

Or whether there is a goddess of Xiangshui or not is another matter.

"It costs a lot of resources, so let's do it, this seat has a plan......"

Tang Ping asked Yuan Chi to come over and listen, Yuan Chi heard the back, his eyes were full of amazement and admiration, he didn't expect that there would be such a relationship.

"Good! The disciple will definitely handle this matter properly! ”

Yuan Chi got up a little excitedly, and after saying goodbye to Tang Ping, he immediately flew down the mountain, ready to deal with these difficult tribes.

If it is not solved well, it will become a difficult tribe as before, and until they conquer this place, Jing State will still not be able to solve these mountain people.

The reason why Qi Guo gave up the territory to them so easily is probably to see this.

Month.

A tributary of the lower reaches of the Xiangshui River.

When night falls, the mountains and forests resound with the sound of insects, and the forest fog is thick at night, making it impossible to distinguish between the virtual and the real.

Groups of figures walked out of the mountains and forests, they were dressed in gold and silver, the men were heroic and fierce, and the women were beautiful and seductive, and they did not look like mountain barbarians.

Their language is ancient and complex, and the intonation sounds like an old ballad.

There are many people in the same clothes as them scattered in the mountains and forests, with different patterns on them.

"King, the seventy-two cave masters have come with a total of 32,000 guards, what are your orders?"

Several old people came to a large banyan tree, and under the banyan tree lay a white tiger, and the white tiger's body leaned against a man.

The man is tall and handsome, and the oil paint on his face shows an exotic style.

This person's name is Wu Ji, the chief cave master of the seventy-two cave masters, and the millions of people of the whole clan obey his orders.

"Wait, maybe the god of Xiangshui will appear?" Wu Ji said with a smile.

The old man couldn't help but say: "Wang, don't be deceived by the Chu people, these people don't have a word of truth in their mouths, the god of Xiangshui has only heard of it in legends, what do the Chu people know about the god of Xiangshui?" ”

"You're questioning me?"

"No, it's not the old man alone, the leaders of the seventy-two caves all have complaints."

"Come, let them say it to their face."

Wu Ji swept over, and everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to respond.

Wu Ji's prestige is still there, and just one look has subdued everyone.

Of course, it is impossible to convince everyone completely.

"Humph! By tomorrow morning, the god of Xiangshui has not yet appeared, and it depends on how you end. ”

There are also opponents who secretly mock.

Wu Ji's face does not change color.

Why did he believe the words of the Chu people? Without him, I just admired Yuan Chi, and I believe him for the time being.

Half an hour later.

Rumble!

Blue thunder and lightning pierced the night sky, illuminating the mountains and forests below.

The waves are churning, and the white dragon is looming.

"The God of Xiangshui!!"

"The God of Xiangshui!!"

Everyone was shocked and immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

There is one chapter left tomorrow at noon. Hey, this month is really sick, Yang hasn't gotten better yet, and the little brother's credit in everyone's hearts has been gone. Luck is really bad, everyone else has a sore throat and a sore head, and Lao Tzu hurts everything

(End of chapter)