Thundered~

Soon after the shattered dragon scales were unearthed, the weather suddenly changed, and the clouds gathered, lightning and thunder overwhelmed people?.?

Immediately after a rainstorm, the torrential rain poured down like a heavenly river, the deep pit that was drained of the stagnant water was flooded again, the river embankment was smashed by the wind and waves, and the people rushed to flee!

The river poured back, and the abandoned county town was flooded again......

The silver-haired man and the man in black had ugly faces, and all they had found was the small piece of broken dragon scales in their hands, and the dragon hunting crossbow arrows seemed to be unwilling to be unearthed.

"Let's go, the dragon hunting crossbow is too heavy to be in the world, with dragon scales can be studied and cracked, the dragon corpse ...... We are waiting for the hope of achieving the immortals. ”

The man in black was silent, the silver-haired man was right, the only way for them to live forever was with the help of the legendary dragon corpse.

If the ban is not broken, the dragon corpse will not be found, and it may be necessary to live in the ice field for many years.

There is only one way for ordinary monks like them with average qualifications and no background to live forever, with the help of external forces, or elixirs or some treasures of heaven and earth, countless monks in the world are running around all day looking for opportunities, and what dangerous secret realm has long been scraped to the ground, how can there be adventures, so many monks venture into the 100,000 mountains before the deadline.

If you find an opportunity, you will go further, and if you can't find it, you will simply die in the Southern Wilderness.

Everyone envied the cultivators, but they didn't know that the monks were tired of running and looking at the fairy palace from afar without regrets......

That night, a banquet was held in the state city.

The silver-haired man and the others had a hangover, but they didn't know that a thief saw that he looked like a rich official, and drove the rat brothers, who had been eating and living together for many years, to break into the house and steal the most cherished bag and steal the fragments of dragon scales......

Monks are not omnipotent, and they do not spend their entire lives guarding their surroundings.

Cultivators who are beyond ordinary people are also human beings, not all-weather scanners.

Day 2.

"Who is it! I want you to live better than die......

A loud roar resounded through several streets, and the silver-haired male cultivator swept the entire inn in a hurry, rummaging around as if looking for something, and the man in black on the other side sneered, this is to be alone!

In a dark corner of the city, a lewd man was holding a white jade fragment full of question marks, and the rat brothers on his shoulders were trembling......

The dragon scales are scattered among the people and do not know where to go.

The junction of the Yan Empire and the Southern Wilderness.

In the past, merchant ships and travelers saw that the empire had added several fortresses, garrisons, and tuntian on the border, and there was a tendency to treat the Southern Wilderness as a foreign enemy and take strict precautions, and even increased the checkpoints to collect taxes and collect money, and the imperial court asked for twenty taxes and one one.

The cause is inexplicable.

It is said that a certain grandson of Zhizhou was beheaded by the Jiao Demon King, accused of disrespecting the Demon King.

And then there was no then, Zhizhou is a scholarly family who doesn't know much about the world, because he hasn't seen any demon kings for several generations, and he doesn't care about legends, so he immediately gathered an army of 10,000 and prepared to enter the southern wilderness to defeat demons and eliminate demons.

When the news reached Chang'an, the emperor and a cadre of ministers were almost scared to death, ordinary people don't know how vicious the Jiao Demon King is, they have a clear heart, is this Zhizhou and Yanguo have an enmity?

The two armies at the junction of the Southern Wilderness and the Central Plains confronted each other, and before the fight started, they were scolded back by the eunuch of the decree, and then the court felt that the border was unstable, and the 100,000 demon soldiers were too scary, so they simply built a fortress to prevent it.

The tariffs are as fierce as tigers, and the merchant travelers feel that they are not as civilized as the monsters.

Privately raise funds to find the demon army commander for help.

Not long after, several major rivers suddenly rioted with water monsters, and the boats used to collect taxes were destroyed, and since then there are only fortresses and no checkpoints on the border.

As a result, the Jiao Demon King and the Central Plains began to be politically cold and hot.

......

Two hundred years.

Time flies, the shadow of Xianyuntan is long, and things change and the stars move a few degrees of autumn.

Two hundred years is enough for a lot of things to happen, several generations of people are old, sick and die, birds, animals, flowers, grasses, fish and insects also have their own fighting and survival, countless creatures have their own stories in a short time, or bitter, or miserable, or sweet and happy, living in their own stories, ending with death.

For example, grass rats, small individuals burrow into grass bushes to eat grass seeds and grass roots, when they are lucky, they encounter nuts like the New Year, they hide in the safe soil holes they dig with their own hands to fill their bellies, occasionally look at the wind and clouds outside, and maybe one day hunt for wild animals.

The fierce beast is a hegemon, but when it is old and weak, it will inevitably become the fate of food in the mouth of its beast.

Human beings are even more bittersweet.

Life is nothing but a drama of different sizes, or brilliant or prosaic, in which species perpetuate.

The territory of the Jiao Demon King is changing with each passing day, but the Central Plains has not changed.

Nearly 300 years of tranquility made the Central Plains regain the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, the population exploded and regained vitality, after the fall of the Tang Dynasty, several wars and losses of the population were able to recover, at least no longer everywhere deserted villages, rich land is more prosperous.

There is a peak named Jinshan on the riverside in the suburbs of Suzhou and Hangzhou, and there are temples on the mountain.

The pious pilgrims take a boat to dock past the stone workshop, kowtow step by step along the stone steps and go up the mountain, whether rich or poor, they are equal at the moment, step by step, solemn.

The ancient temple of the green hills, the red wall and the bell chime.

The temple is built by the mountain and the water, the buildings are splendid, the bell is ringing, and the incense is ringing, which makes people's hearts empty and awe-inspiring.

The wind and smoke on the river accumulate thick fog, quiet and clear, and the ships send pilgrims back and forth.

A small boat penetrated the dense fog and went straight to Jinshan, with a long-bearded old monk standing at the bow of the boat, and a young man with blond hair at the stern of the boat holding the boat, not very skilled and extremely awkwardly driving the boat, looking at the old monk at the bow of the boat with fear, but deeper was an indescribable sympathy.

The oars stirred the river and rattled.

When they arrived at the small pier, they began to slow down and slowly approached the shore, and there were already three young monks in brocade robes standing on the shore.

The boat stopped, and after the old monk went ashore, the three brocade-robed monks came forward to salute, and without much dialogue, they led the old monk and the blonde young man to the mountain, and the pilgrims avoided it with reverence on their faces.

Climb all the way up the mountain, through the main hall and follow the path to the highest pavilion.

Enter the elegant and exquisite bamboo house.

The blonde young man thinks this room is very good, the location is high, the doors and windows on the outward side are removed and only the thin curtains are left, sitting upright and raising a glass can see the surging river, and the water in the small stream and pond on the side is green and lotus, and there is a remote artistic conception.

The old monk entered, and the blonde young man watched at the door.

There are also two old monks in the room, next to which is a chessboard, and when they see the guests coming, they stand up unhurriedly to greet them.

"Rare guest, please take a seat. ”

Three people are seated.

"The two of them are so elegant, Jinshan Courtyard is really a pure land and dusty realm, and they are envious. ”

The two old monks on the other side smiled and were noncommittal.

Tea.

The tea leaves are flat, smooth and straight, the color is tender and green, the fragrance is clear and high, the color is green, fragrant, sweet, and beautiful in the tea cup, and it is a good West Lake Longjing.

The fragrant Ruolan is clear and bright, the buds are erect and lifelike, and the tea fragrance is refreshing.

"Good tea!"

The wisdom king is happy to see the good tea, taste its taste, taste it, close his eyes and feel, the aftertaste between the teeth is endless, and the fresh and sweet aroma lingers in his heart.

"It's worth it!"

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