"Shopkeeper, check out."

In the window of the tavern, a young man in a white shirt with a handsome face put a spirit stone on the table, and then left the tavern with a half-grown child beside him.

Outside the tavern, the wind was howling and the snow was falling.

"It's cold early in the Northland."

Chen Zhixing sighed slightly, thinking that the southern land was still just a bleak autumn breeze at the moment, but the northern land was already a snow-capped image.

This is Purple River Castle, and it is also the last checkpoint to Kitahara.

After stepping through this city, you will enter the realm of the Northern Plains, where not only are demons raging and fierce beasts entrenched, but there are also countless big devils who are notorious in the cultivation world, occupying the mountains here as kings and evading pursuit.

At the beginning, the old man of the thousand bats was hiding in this northern plain, avoiding the pursuit from the Xuantian Divine Sect.

And Beiyuan will be the place where the legendary gods and demons are buried - Beihai!

Walking out of Zichuan City, it is a majestic scene like a golden mountain of sunshine!

The towering mountains go straight into the clouds, stretching all the way to the depths and you can't see the end, even if you stand outside the city, you can see that on the top of the high mountain, there are hundreds of feet long cyan Dapeng birds, their wings tear open the void, soaring on the top of the mountain!

The ancient black city wall is covered with countless deep and shallow traces, some are huge scratches, some are gnawing marks, and some seem to have been hit by a behemoth, and a big hole has been recessed inside!

You can imagine how many devastating attacks this ancient city has withstood to destroy the world!

"It's not easy." Chen Zhixing was a little embarrassed.

Xiao Budian put on a fluffy brown mink hat, looked at Chen Zhixing with a hot breath, and asked curiously:

"Shi Mu, what's not easy?"

"Nothing."

Chen Zhixing smiled, it won't take much for this northern plain to turn into a mountainous land with beautiful mountains and rivers suitable for mortal farming.

Because when the time comes, there will be a blind bachelor named Lu Bing, who will stupidly make a big wish here, and fight here on his own, suppressing 100,000 demons for thousands of years!

"Oh~~."

Xiao Budian nodded obediently, and then asked, "Shi Mu, you said that you brought me to find the cultivation exercises, is my cultivation exercises here?" ”

"That's right."

Chen Zhixing smiled slightly, if he remembered correctly, the ancestral land of the Shi clan was in this northern plain!

"Let's go."

Chen Zhixing picked up the small point and strode into the northern plains.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, it was three days.

The northern plains are mountainous and demonic.

In addition to this, there are some extremely ancient tribes that have lived here for generations.

Each tribe will worship a god statue as a guardian deity, and in turn will protect its tribe from outside attacks.

Now.

Chen Zhixing stood in front of a tribe, curiously weighing a crocodile head that had turned into white bones in his hand.

"This is your Patronus?"

Chen Zhixing asked.

In front of Chen Zhixing, there are dozens of wooden houses connected together, which is the so-called tribe.

A group of barbarians wearing animal skins, sturdy bones, and totems painted all over their bodies were standing in the distance and looking at Chen Zhixing tremblingly.

"Back to this nobleman, this is our patron saint."

An old man with a beard that had been tied in a knot because it had not been washed for many years walked out of the crowd with a cane, and opened his mouth tremblingly, looking at Chen Zhixing's gaze, full of awe.

Not long ago, several eight-armed demon apes were frantically attacking their village, and even the patron saint of the tribe who had been worshiped all year round was a little difficult to deal with and crumbling.

At the time when this group of tribesmen was quite frightened.

This noble man has appeared!

With just one hand, he killed several eight-armed demon apes as big as mountains, and they were all powerful in the entire northern plains!

Even their patron saints, who had guarded the tribe for hundreds of years, were not spared, and were taken away as an accomplice of the eight-armed demon ape under this blow.

"How do you make offerings on weekdays?" Chen Zhixing asked curiously.

"Returning to the nobles, each tribe has a different way of worshipping the guardian spirit, and the specific way of worshipping needs to be based on the needs of the guardian spirit. If our tribe is concerned, we only need to share half of the food obtained from hunting outside on weekdays with this guardian god, and at the same time worship three pairs of golden boys and girls every year, so that we can obtain the protection of the guardian god. The old man replied respectfully.

"Human sacrifice? What kind of patron saint is this, it is clearly an evil god. ”

Chen Zhixing pursed his lips, and with a casual pinch of his right hand, he crushed the crocodile skull that had lost its aura.

He can see that this so-called guardian god is just a remnant soul whose body has been destroyed, and only a wisp of the god's soul remains, relying on the sacrifices of the tribe to survive and chat.

"Be careful! Among the guardian gods, there are extremely powerful ones! The old man hurriedly spoke.

Chen Zhixing shook his head, but he didn't want to argue with this old man meaninglessly, because in his opinion, those who could be the guardian saints were nothing more than some failures in life.

It's just a wisp of remnant soul, no matter how strong it is, how strong can it be?

"Let me ask you, do you know that there is a stone clan here?" Chen Zhixing asked as soon as he turned his words.

"Stone Clan?"

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and after thinking about it, he asked a little tentatively: "The stone clan that the noble man said, but the stone village?" ”

"Well, it should be this stone village, where are they?" Chen Zhixing nodded.

"Nobleman, that stone village is far away from us, located in the northern plains, and our tribe has only met with them once, if I remember correctly, I should have walked hundreds of miles deep to get there." The old man bowed his head and replied respectfully.

"Thank you."

As the sound of a sentence fell.

When the old man looked up again, the figure of the noble man was no longer in front of him.

"Village chief, you are well-informed, where does this person come from?" A sturdy villager hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"I don't know, but since I look at his clothes and age, and I went to Beiyuan with a child, I think it should be the pride of the outside world." The old man stroked his beard and said.

As he spoke, the old man seemed to think of something, sighed and said:

"Hey, now that the Patronus is destroyed, what are we going to do? What to defend against the beast? ”

He was sighing.

Roar Roar Roar !!

A frightened roar rang out from afar.

I saw the mountains and forests tremble, and a brilliant sword light flew up and down, killing all the demons and beasts within a radius of a hundred miles!

A big snake with two wings on its back roared and rose to the sky, it was the king of this land within a radius of a hundred miles, who had devoured countless tribes, and I don't know how many tribal villagers died in the mouth of this big snake!

It is rumored that in the cave of this great snake, human bones are piled up as high as a mountain, and the forest is white as far as the eye can see.

And yet at the moment.

They watched the big snake with wings on its back, but just as it rose into the sky, and wanted to escape, a sword light that was extremely sharp attached to it, and strangled it into countless pieces of minced meat!

In an instant, the old man's eyes were overjoyed, and he knelt down with a bang.

(End of chapter)