Qiao Jin lightly boarded the merchant ship bound for the Southern Wilderness.

Qiao Jin, who left Nanwu for the first time, sighed at the size of the mountains and rivers, raised the sails, and crossed half of the Central Plains to the southern wilderness......

With a piece of snow-white jade scales in his arms, it is a token and a talisman.

The boatman muttered to himself why he hadn't seen an underwater spirit recently, and he wished to thank the gods and Buddhas for blessing the boat, not knowing that there was a dragon scale on the boat.

The cool breeze on the river surface is slow, and the sound of the water is long.

Look back to the east.

"I don't know what year it is when I go back to Wudi......"

Qiao Jin went to the Southern Wilderness to find his future and fate, and the legend of the female military generals in the Central Plains came to an end, and many people felt deeply sorry, and they didn't understand why they suddenly put down their fame and fortune and disappeared when they were already famous.

A white-collar led two oil bottles to leave the small hut, walked for two days and rested for one day, and stopped more when he encountered delicious food.

It's a bit like the outpost of the Yan Army, always accurately finding the next target of the Yan Army, carrying the bamboo basket forward, more often it is Xiao Yezi who is sleeping and blowing snot bubbles in the bamboo building, Bai Yujun and Ye take turns carrying the bamboo basket to hurry, the girl insists on carrying her sister, Bai Yujun feels that Xiao Yezi is the happiest sister in the world, because there is a sister who is willing to carry everything for her with weak shoulders.

"Sir~Where are we going~"

"Go get something to eat. ”

"Food, it seems that there is a war ahead, and there is no food at all in the mess of the war zone. ”

After Ye Zi finished speaking, he lifted the bamboo basket up, Xiao Ye Zi slept like a little pig, and he could always wake up quickly every time he ate, and then continue to sleep after eating, forget it, let Mr. help carry it for a while.

Bai Yujun took the bamboo basket and put it on his back, chatting as he walked.

"When I finish eating, they don't have to fight anymore, there is no war, no killing, no more food, no place to live, and they can live in peace every day. ”

"No war...... Really......"

Ye Zi was born sensible and remembered that all the memories were fighting back and forth, the homeless people were hungry and full, and she had never seen a peaceful day without war, and the most comfortable time for her was with Mr. Youkai.

"There will be that day, soon. ”

Carrying a bamboo basket and leading the girl over the mountains and mountains, she has nothing to do to guide the practice, and the journey is not tiring.

Where is the Yan army striker, a white-collar dragging oil bottle arrived in advance, waiting to destroy the warlord and drain away the large and small leylines dragon qi to practice, although it has not yet been improved, but it has accumulated enough dragon qi, this method is much stronger than sitting in a cave and eating pills tiredly, in fact, cultivation is the process of accumulating energy and achieving qualitative change, and by the way, you have to figure out how to qualitatively change and what qualitative change becomes......

Only by understanding the nature of energy can we gain great power, in other words, true cultivation is actually to be a scholar.

Hurry during the day and rest at night.

The sheltered tent has become a small home, comfortable woolen blankets and quilts are never abandoned, and the exquisite life cannot be stopped.

During the trip, teach the two little girls real knowledge instead of shaking their heads and reading books, such as why flowers bloom and fall, why the sun and rain are abundant, the soil is fertile for plant growth, the use of roots, stems and leaves of plants, and even the great contribution that insects make to the world.

From that day on, the leaves will never be free to step on bugs again......

One small warlord after another disappeared, and Bai Yujun and Ye Zi stood aside to witness the change of power.

So far, Bai Yujun doesn't have to keep an eye on his luck every day to protect Yanguo, and his strength has gradually stabilized, and Jiang Mian is getting closer and closer to ascending the throne without external force.

The Pure Yang Palace and the Western Sect suspended the struggle, and the monks of the various sects in the Central Plains were not allowed to come nonsense.

On the secular side, there are demon soldiers under the command of Bai Yujun, no matter which foreign army dares to mix, it will be dealt a tragic blow, and the battle between the demon soldiers and the Chibi people was deliberately covered, but most of the clan gate valve cultivation forces know what happened.

One large, two small, three gluttonies travel to the mountains and rivers.

From early autumn to Layue, many sections of the road simply take a boat to be lazy, and after the Chinese New Year's Eve, the spring rain is ushered in.

Nan Chu.

After coming to Nanchu, I found that the key node of the dragon vein was occupied by Wang Ling, at least it did not deviate from the two mountains like the ancestral tomb of the royal family of Nanwu, perhaps this is the reason why the Yan army first killed Nanwu and finally killed Nanchu.

It's very spicy, maybe snakes or Jiao don't like too spicy food, and can't help but want to eat it......

The arrival of a certain Jiao means that the last great prince of the Central Plains is about to be destroyed, and if the Southern Chu royal family knows that a certain Jiao is in person, he will definitely find a way to drive him away.

Jiaolong arrives, and wind, rain and flood follow.

As a result, it began to rain in the capital of Southern Chu, and it was non-stop for several months......

Idle and boring, as always, I went to the outside of the palace to wait for the civil and military officials to retreat from the dynasty to set up stalls to sell some private goods to make money, and see what the famous ministers and generals who were trained in the final outbreak of the national fortune were like, and the results were almost the same, some bought knives, some bought umbrellas, and two simply bought flute musical instruments, and once again witnessed the death of famous ministers and military generals.

It's still early to think about the day after selling the goods, anyway, I went back and Xiaoyezi was still sleeping at home, so it was better to buy and sell for a while to subsidize the family.

The main thing is to teach Ye Zi to rely on himself for everything, and not to rely on others.

Beat the ruffians who collect protection fees, set up stalls to sell bamboo flutes and Jiuli musical instruments gourd silk, exquisite craftsmanship and fair prices, and children are not bullied, especially increasing the gratitude service.

Ye sat next to him with glutinous rice dumplings in his hand and ate while shouting loudly.

"Thank you for your patronage~A good man's life is safe~"

A happy life, making money, eating, sleeping, watching the wind and rain, waiting for the dragon qi of the Nanchu leyline, you should go back to the Southern Wilderness to eat, maybe you will wake up and improve again.

Bai Yujun felt that Nan Chu had the idea of contacting the Jiuli Black Department, just like when Nan Wu hired Chibi people into the Central Plains.

Maybe it was the incident of Yuecheng that made the Jiuli Black Department vigilant, or it was also possible that their high priest saw through the luck trend of the Central Plains, or they were afraid that the White Department would take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of it, so they never dared to send troops.

The white department wished that the black department would send troops to the Central Plains and fight with the Yan army, which was in full swing.

It doesn't matter who suffers from the black department and the Central Plains, in the eyes of the white department, the Central Plains people and the black department are all dead.

I didn't expect something to go wrong again......

Human beings have a strong desire for power and wealth, and can do anything, just when Bai Yujun was waiting for the final withdrawal of dragon qi in the capital of Southern Chu, some feng shui experts loyal to Southern Chu were making the last crazy gamble......

A certain mountain range extends from Southern Chu to the hinterland of the Central Plains, and a deep mountain range in the boundary of Southern Chu, thousands of laborers wield iron pickaxes and hammers to open the mountain and dig the soil!

Originally, the whole mountain was dug out by these people and there was a plan to dig up the mountain range, but the visual excavation of the entire mountain range was less than one-tenth, and the progress was slow.

In the shed on a high place, a white-bearded old man looked sad.

"The power of heaven is unpredictable, although digging up this Central Plains dragon vein can delay the offensive of the Yan army, but I and thousands of soldiers will be punished by heaven for hard labor, is it right or wrong......"

The consequences of digging up the dragon vein are unimaginable, and no one dares to do it, but they have to do it for various reasons.

People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes.

"Leaking too many heavenly machines, my legs are lame and blind, and I put my life on the line for favors, and human favors are like debts......"

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