/newmessage.php?tosys=1&title="The Wandering Immortals."

Chapter Errors/Click here to report

As soon as he stepped into the incomparably wide interior, the boss was struck by the splendor and magnificence.

The majestic hall is enough to lay down two three-story buildings side by side, and the top and bottom are all as gorgeous and gentle as white jade, as if every brick and stone is made of the purest jade!

Eight to ten golden pillars wider than half a room lined the sides, as if ancient ruins were supporting the incomparable white jade hall. The top and bottom of each giant pillar are tightly surrounded by a layer of gold bricks, yes, it is a gold brick!

The gold bricks are also cast with simple patterns, and at a cursory glance, they are probably some legendary "inspirational" stories of getting rich. Now it's even more tempting to emerge on top of these astonishing gold bricks.

"Hello sir. A man who looked like a waiter suddenly appeared in front of him, smiled kindly and said, "Is there anything you can do to help?"

"Oh~I~" The boss was suddenly timid and speechless, and every qiē here made him, who was used to seeing big scenes, feel extremely uncomfortable, as if saying a wrong word would make him lose face.

"Take the liberty of interrupting. The waiter smiled kindly and said, "Is this your first time here?"

"Uh~uh. The boss became more and more cramped and uneasy, and he was secretly anxious: It shouldn't be like this, people like me who have never seen anything in the world? Even if they haven't seen it, they should be able to deal with it. Why are you so nervous today? It's better to be like an ordinary person?

However, he still couldn't restore his normalcy, as if a huge invisible force was oppressing him, making him helpless.

"Then please come with me. The waiter smiled and walked inside with the boss.

The boss exhaled at this time, and as soon as his nervousness relaxed, he noticed the expensive clothes worn by the waiter.

The underwear inside the neckline is woven from the finest alpine lambswool, and it looks like a thin piece but is as warm as an ordinary sweater.

On the outside, it was a smooth silk dyed with bright red, and the boss had sharp eyes, and saw that the silk clothes seemed to be made of several layers - this is the way to wear it in the Eastern Continent, and it is as smooth and attractive as the delicate skin of a beautiful woman, and he can't wait to touch it carefully.

Could it be that it was ordered directly over there? The boss gasped when he saw it, and a waiter dressed more expensive than the king of a small country. This wealth is incredible!

I accidentally looked down and saw a beautiful leather shoe worn by the waiter.

The pure white men's leather shoes reflect a metallic texture and luster, and faintly reveal a luxurious pale gold. It is also decorated with delicate lace made up of some tiny tricolor gemstones. The leather shoes worn by the princes and princesses are like a small donkey meeting a healthy racehorse, which is extremely shabby!

The boss's eyes are straight: Wealth, this is the real land of wealth!

A long majestic caravan entered the city with a large emerald green flag, attracting the townspeople to watch and discuss.

It's called "majestic" because it's made up of a group of tall, burly guys – a bunch of sturdy ogres who are nearly two people tall!

That's right!

They swaggered all the way with a uniform emerald green leaf banner and a uniform five-color patterned coat. Their skin is also varied, ranging from green to red, brown to blue. But the team is clearly divided into three, six, nine and so on.

The most are some coolies. They walk on the periphery of the group, their bodies are mostly brown and green, and their bodies are like sub-giants, but their heads are like lionessess with protruding heads and long mouths, and they have obvious animal characteristics. From time to time, they open their foul mouths, revealing the canine teeth inside. He waved his muscular, rock-like arms and fanged clubs at the crowd of onlookers. In an attempt to disperse the noisy crowd.

Slightly higher in status are some ogres with heads between humans and beasts, and their heads have more humanoid features, but they still do not break away from the flat nose and mouth and fangs of beasts, so they look like orangutans with hideous faces. They wore neat clothes and green trousers, long high-quality cowhide shoes under their feet, and in their hands were beautifully crafted tomahawks carved with plant vines. It's like some bosses.

There are few of these ogres, but they are all scattered among the beast-headed ogres with whips, constantly disciplining the "creeper ogres" whose brains and intelligence are closer to those beasts. As long as they look a little out of line, they immediately pull it out mercilessly. He also shouted: "Now that you have entered the city, you should behave in order! If you don't obey, you will chop off your fingers!"

It sounded terrifying, but the coolies, whose heads resembled beasts, paid no attention to it, and continued to threaten the crowd with their teeth and claws, causing them to exclaim in exaggerated exclamations - chopping off a finger is quite a heavy punishment for humans, but for an ogre who can reconnect a severed limb on its own, it is no different from a heavy whip. Anyway, they're used to smoking, and sometimes they get itchy if they don't smoke.

So the leaders became anxious, and shouted one by one: "Be disciplined! Otherwise, you won't be given food tonight!

This criminal law was obviously more threatening than "chopping off fingers", and the coolies were immediately honest, and the fanged sticks in their hands stopped waving, and their fierce heads stopped dangling around. They are honest like rookie eggs, and they don't care about the qiē around them. It's just that the saliva in my mouth is secreting rapidly, and I am fantasizing about the beef and bean cakes at night.

Dressed in blue-gray scales and a majestic red priest's robe, Abgo rode on the back of a strong mastodon and looked at these unruly "kinds" with a frown. scolded in his mouth: "What a group of stupid guys, I still can't teach after teaching countless times." Can only be threatened by food like a dog. It's so hard to bring you out every time!Next time, I'll definitely find the temple and ask a few Mind Warriors to come and replace them!"

In fact, he never thought of himself as the same kind as the low-level "beast-headed" ogres. In his mind, the difference between these inferior kinders and himself was like the difference between a frizzy baboon and a noble human mage!

As the most "high" ogre wizard, his head is quite close to that of humans, and at first glance he will think that he is a vicious person with a very "characteristic" appearance. He likes this head very much, because the closer he is to a human head, the higher his IQ and the higher his status in the kingdom. And in the whole kingdom, only the ogre wizard's head is the closest to the human drop! This is also the sign of nobility.

Of course, as an ogre with dragon blood, he prefers a pair of small horns on his head and purple "dragon scales" on his forearms - this is a proof that he has the blood of a purple gem dragon, and it is also the symbol of several royal families in the country of Naintus!

The mighty caravan followed the wide and unusual avenue to the temple of the goddess of the earth. Here, as the drama of the killing of Hohenstaufen came to an end, several of the High Priests of the Earth Goddess had descended the wide, tall temple steps and smiled into the crowd for the final closing ceremony.

But when they turned back, they saw Abgo, who was riding on a large mastodon. The faces of several people suddenly froze.

As humans, of course, they hate ogres, whether it is those "beast-headed ogres", or ogre wizards whose IQ is not inferior to humans, or some kind of hybrid dragon vein ogre. Anyway, they're all vulgar, "monsters" that make a human noise.

But as priests, they couldn't turn a blind eye to the red priest's robe embroidered with the symbol of the dragon's head on Abgo's body, which was the symbol of the jeweled dragon god Sadiwo.

As a neutral and kind earth goddess priest, after meeting the priest of the jewel dragon god, who also belongs to the neutral and kind camp, if he avoids it or even pretends not to know, it will be too rude!

They looked at each other for a long time, and finally the oldest, most stable old priest, walked out.

Abge had seen them a long time ago, but he had been pretending to be idle and leading his team. But when he realized that "they had seen themselves", he had to order the team to stop, and then dismount himself, oh no, a mastodon. Walk slowly towards the old priest.

Of course he knew that the other party didn't like him. In fact, in addition to a few human teachers in the Jewel Dragon Temple, if there are still "people" who still like him, then hell!

Of course, etiquette (or hypocrisy) still needs a little bit of it, especially when both parties see each other.

But he was already grumbling in his heart: "#的If you don't come out early or late, you won't come out sooner or later, and when I enter the city, you will run out." Look at that stiff smile on your face, I want to kick you to the sky!"

He was indeed able to "kick a human priest into the sky"! With his two tall statures, rhinoceros-sized size, rock-thick muscles, and the strength to pull two rhinos upside down, the little old man on the other side was not much stronger than a mass of mud.

"The servant of the jewel dragon god greets the noble servant of the goddess of the earth. Abgo bent down to salute the old man "under the crotch". Don't get me wrong, the old man's height is indeed only in the "crotch" of Abge. Who made him grow taller than two people, and the other person was thinner than the average person?

The scene is somewhat comical - the person who salutes is always in the high position of the person being saluted, which seems a little disrespectful. Ceremoniously speaking, the prostitute-giver should be in a low position to show humility.

However, unless Abge is lying on the ground, he may be lower than the old man opposite, and he can't kneel!

That's the posture of the believer to the high priest. A god, even if he is only a weak god and the other is a strong god, can never let his priest be "humbled" to such a point in front of the priests of other gods! Because there is no affiliation between the two sides, not even an alliance!

The old man's side was already satisfied, he didn't even expect an ogre to be so polite.

"May the merciful goddess of the earth bless you on your journey. The old priest in the golden mage's robe raised his hand to excuse himself. He then guided Abgo to the temple for a short visit.

Dong Hezi planned to heal the guys who were injured yesterday again, but unfortunately the room in the building was too small, and many people were crowded in at once. I had to change the location of the treatment to the side of the rows of stables, only there was some open space.

Everyone waited patiently in a long line to fold. Last night's treatment was just a guarantee that no one would die, but in fact, there were many secondary wounds on the body, some of which were already inflamed. If you want to be cured, of course, you need to treat it again. So everyone came, and of course some came to see the excitement.

When there were only a few last lightly wounded left, another caravan man approached: "Can you remove the curse, our companion has been hit by a vicious curse and needs your help." ”

"Remove the curse" is a third-order spell, and Dong Hezi is pretending to be a "priest" who knows fifth-order magic. Although I don't want to get involved with too many people, I can only agree to it.

Soon the man was carried out, covered with a blanket, lying on a stretcher with a pale face, and at a glance his limbs were weak and his breathing was abnormal. His eyes could only be opened slightly, and he didn't even have the strength to speak. It's obviously an ordinary spell spell, so it's not difficult to get rid of it. It's just that~~

Dong Hezi looked up and asked, "Don't you have a priest in your team?" And even if you don't, are there priests of the Earth Goddess out there from time to time, and wouldn't it be better to heal in their temples?"

The men hesitated for a moment before saying, "He is the priest of our team, the priest of Marat, the god of hunting." With that, he lifted the blanket and revealed the priest's robe inside.

Sure enough, there was an emblem on it that resembled the head of a ferocious lion's mane.

"Oh. "Dong Hezi can't say anything, the god Mara is a chaotic and evil god, and it would be strange if their priest ran to the temple of the neutral and kind earth goddess and not be blasted out. It is impossible to heal.

He carefully probed with the original spirit, but found that the combination of this spell and the body was quite stable, and it seemed that even the "removal of magic" could not be eliminated! Dong Hezi thought to himself: this kind of spell is specially used to punish people, and it is related to the necromancy. This person doesn't know what kind of powerful opponent he has to provoke to be given this kind of spell? If he is given medical treatment, will he get into trouble again?

For a while, he was undecided.

Suddenly, someone shouted in panic: "Run! The ogres are attacking the city! Look, look, they're coming!"

Abgo ended his brief visit and led the team slowly to the stables. They will also spend the night here, but the rooms specially arranged for humans will not be inhabitable, and the ogres will have to live in the stables with the horses.

The team slowly passed the stables, and he saw a group of people huddled in a circle to watch the excitement. Then a few uninformed cowards were immediately frightened when they saw their group of ogres, screaming and running in all directions.

"Ogre, ogre!" they cried out like dead fathers and mothers to run for their lives, chaos and chaos, knocking down, tripping, slipping and falling to the ground, all of them eating. But as soon as they got up, they immediately dispersed and continued to run, and shouted inexplicably, "Kill! Ogre kills!"

Abgo almost squirted out the little tea he had drunk in the temple. It's all about what it is, no wonder it is always said that there are more rumors about human society than lice on lions. But next time, you must bring a few human soul warriors out, otherwise everyone will see that they are all ogres, and it will be strange if they are not frightened.

Of course, there are a few brave people who know their own caravan and still gather there. They folded their arms and laughed loudly at their timid companions.

"That's the caravan of Naintus!" what are you panicking about?" they shouted while laughing at the people who were holding their heads and scurrying, "They are caravans just like us!

People are still in chaos, running around. These well-informed people laughed and scolded: "It's really a bun of buns, and you still have such a good opportunity?! The gems of the country of Naintus can be famous for their high quality and high price." ”

"Leave them alone. The others said, "Let's go, tell our boss to go, maybe we can make a small profit this time." ”

A few others were left and said, "You accompany this pastor to take care of our pastor, and we will go back as soon as we go." ”

Dong Hezi was about to get up and fight, but when he saw the calm reaction of the group of people around him, he immediately understood: this is a caravan of non-human civilization, which should be completely different from those uncivilized ogres in the mountains, and can even have friendly exchanges.

Walking in front was a burly mastodon in thick leather armor, riding a two-man tall ogre as mighty as a general. The large mastodon was to him like an ordinary horse to a human. At first glance, I thought it was a sub-giant riding on it. However, his skin is bright purple, especially on his forearms, which are large snake-like purple scales. On his forehead, however, two small short horns grew near his eyes. He looked at the scene in front of him with some "helplessness". It wasn't until the people had dispersed that he slowly led the long, majestic procession past the stables. And there was an ordinary four-wheeled carriage beside him, which seemed to be made for ordinary people by its size, because it was too small for an ogre, and it was almost the same to "stuff" one in.

Tall ogres of different skin colors passed by, each with arms as thick as a cylinder and a body as large as a rhinoceros. It looked like a thick wall of flesh wriggling around it, and it was terrifying indeed. Fortunately, they are quite regular, but the two fierce eyes are curiously rolling around.

Of course, these ogres with beast-like jaws are not disciplined, but they are strictly guarded by a few other ogres, and they dare not make mistakes. The strict guards have heads between humans and beasts, and their colors are mostly blue and pink, which is very different from the brown and green of the coolies.

Dong Hezi didn't want to mind their affairs, so he took care of the patients in front of him by himself.

The imprint of judgment usually leaves an indelible mark on the body, and the power of the curse is hidden in this imprint. Dong Hezi lifted his clothes and checked it, and found a palm-sized circular magic array pattern on his thigh. It was a red rune array, and the crimson state seemed to be woven with his own blood. The shocking lines "steamed" with a very uncomfortable aura - of course, only Dong Hezi felt it.

This spell is combined with the human body in a very special way, and cannot be dissolved with ordinary dissolving magic, but can be dispelled with a lower-level "Removal of Curse". It's just that Dong Hezi didn't prepare a "removal curse" today.

There was no way, Dong Hezi found a palm-sized arrow order from his robe, and there was a sealed talisman on it. This is a sigil that he also refined by the way when he was refining the "Demon Scattering Order". This seal is made by referring to the casting principle of "Removing the Curse", and then correcting and reorganizing the talisman. Just spend energy to infinitely "remove the curse".

Dong Hezi held this arrow order and mobilized his true power to activate the sigil above. Suddenly, an energy shot at the judgment mark.

A standard human voice suddenly burst out of the ordinary carriage beside Brother Ab, "Brother Ab, someone is using psychic abilities, what's going on?" The voice looked older: "Didn't I say that you are not allowed to use it indiscriminately in the city without my orders and attacks?

Brother Abb hurriedly ordered the team to stop, and turned to shout at the few dragon-veined ogres behind him who were also humanoids, with horns on their foreheads and slightly scaly bodies: "Which of you is not honest, and you use your psychic abilities indiscriminately without orders? Stand up yourself! Otherwise, when I go back, I will sue the king and ask him to cut off your heads!" He was in a hurry, and even the words he said were not lingua franca, but instinctive giant language.

He was in such a hurry not because he respected the "old man" in the car, nor because the person in the car was his teacher, but because his teacher was one of the high priests of the Jewel Dragon Temple, and his status was second only to that of the supreme high priest of the king. And also the plenipotentiary who oversaw this large caravan in place of the king. To put it bluntly, it has the power to cut first and then play.

However, the threat of cutting off the head seems to be of little use (because it really doesn't work! even if the head is cut off, the ogre can attach it to the body). Several royal ogres with dragon veins shouted one after another: "We didn't use our psychic abilities! With our little ability, as long as we use it, don't you feel it clearly?"

Abke was also stunned when he heard this: Yes, with the level of psionic energy of a few of them, I can sense it very clearly with any one. But I didn't feel any psionic fluctuations just now, unless~ unless the user's psionic level is much higher than mine!

He suddenly became nervous, could it be that the ogre is coming, trying to take advantage of me and the teacher to come out and kill us?

Aishang Novel Network would like to thank all book friends for their support biquge.info