The luck of the human race, divided and combined, implicated by many factors, such as mountains, rivers, dwellings, geographical divisions, in general, the wild continent is a big whole.

The human race living in the wild land, even the small people in the corners, are actually part of this big net.

However, the great network of qi luck composed of all the human races in the Savage Continent can actually be regarded as composed of Xiao parts, such as the Nine Regions of the Wilderness, and each region can be regarded as a second-level qi luck whole.

Looking at the border wasteland, it can be divided into small parts, but due to the demon plague back then, most of the wild southern, northern, central, western, and northeastern regions have become wilderness, and few large human tribes, especially the northern and western regions, are almost all about to return to their primitiveness.

Therefore, where there are many people, the luck of the human race gathered will be stronger, such as the Northwest Frontier Wilderness.

But in the past few years, in the northwest region of the border wilderness, there has been a strange aura, this aura has some origin with the luck of the human race, but it is also obviously different, with a strong and unparalleled impact, brutally intercepting the luck of the human race.

"Shenhou doesn't need to be annoyed, the so-called planning is in the sky, and the border wilderness is whose border wilderness is not necessarily. ”

After a moment, Xia Tuo said in a deep voice.

"The powerhouses of the Holy Land have appeared, and they have taken control of several Bobu, it should be to compete for luck, you have to be careful. ”

The old god Hou spoke, then shook his head and sighed: "The wind and rain are coming. ”

"The juniors wrote it down. ”

Xia Tuo nodded yes, as a god, he obviously can't do what he wants, but there is a secret, and the old godhou seems to be reluctant to say more.

The news brought back by Qiao'er has been confirmed here by the old god marquis, the people of the Holy Land occupy the Bianhuang Bobu, and this is to compete for luck by controlling the Bobu.

"The younger generation is a little puzzled, why don't those people from the Holy Land go out of the mountain in person?"

"Luck is invisible, humanity is boundless, these people all have their own thoughts, none of them really think about the Terrans, so they don't dare to really show up easily, otherwise in the end, the Terrans' luck will backfire and disappear, and they won't even have the opportunity to be reincarnated. ”

Speaking of this, the old god hesitated for a moment, and said loudly: "Next, Tianhou Mountain will be closed for a period of time, Tianhou Mountain has been inherited for 10,000 years, starting after the demon chaos, the old man, as the lord of Tianhou Mountain, needs to keep this inheritance." ”

The expression in the eyes of the old god marquis changed, even if he was the honor of the earth, he could not cut off the inheritance entanglement.

Tianhou Mountain, which rose from the demon rebellion, has developed to an extremely large size, and he also has bloodline descendants living in the mountain, even if he is a god marquis, he also has concerns.

"You can rest assured, Tianhou Mountain sits in the northwest region of the border wilderness, resisting the demon clan for thousands of years, the name of Tianhou has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, although Tianhou Mountain has not opened up the territory and established the clan, but it has long been surrounded by the will of the human race, these caves and holy lands do not dare to easily get involved in this cause and effect. ”

Speaking of this, the old god Hou looked at Xia Tuo and asked softly, "Next, what are your plans?" ”

"I'm going to have a barter meeting. ”

Hearing this, the old god Hou is full of black lines, when is this happening, and there is a barter conference.

"No matter how noisy the people in the Holy Land are, the border wilderness people still need to be like this, they still need cultivation resources when the sun rises and hunts and rests at sunset. ”

Then, Xia Tuo said loudly: "Great Xia is developing too fast, the foundation is not real, I'll see if I can attract some loose cultivators through this barter conference, and then see if I can recruit it, the barter conference is a cover." ”

Hearing this, the old god nodded.

"But Daxia is still almost gaining momentum now, can you lend a helper?" I heard that your second disciple is loyal, see if you can come to my Daxia to sit?"

Seeing that Xia Tuo actually caught the attention of his disciple, the old god hou hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Okay." ”

His only three remaining disciples are all supernatural, but they are all in vain, seeing that Tianhou Mountain is about to reach the time of green and yellow, but he didn't expect the sudden change in the northwest situation.

"Thank you, God. ”

Giving salute to the old Shenhou, if you can kidnap a Shenhou disciple, it is worth the trip to Tianhou Mountain this time.

Soon after Xia Tuo left, the old god marquis summoned his disciples to come, and the three descendants stood respectfully in front of him and saluted the old god marquis.

"Master. ”

"Sit down. ”

Hearing this, the three disciples all sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the Shenhou.

"He'er. The old god marquis looked at the youngest disciple, and there was a touch of warmth in his eyes.

Don't look at Xiong He who is hundreds of years old now, but when he was taken to Tianhou Mountain by the old Shenhou, he was only a little doll a few years old, and later became a personal disciple step by step.

"Master. ”

There is Xiong He's respectful response.

The old god marquis knew that his disciple was a little cautious, but if he wanted to say that he had not made a big mistake, he also had his own strategy in the face of major rights and wrongs.

"You've been on the mountain for a long time, go down the mountain, the current wasteland will change, it's time for the bear to need you, go back and protect your people." ”

"Master~"

Xiong He wanted to say something, but when he saw the eyes of the old god marquis, he stopped his voice.

The eyes of the old god marquis fell on the second disciple Xun Fenghou, he was the strongest disciple, but it was a pity that if there was no chance to splash the sky, the promotion would stop here.

"Fenghou, you go to Northern Great Xia. ”

Xun Fenghou hesitated and asked, "Does Master Zun have something to summon Great Xia?"

The old god Hou shook his head lightly, and then said: "If you go, stay there, for thousands of years in the northwest, even if the Hou Department has witnessed the rise and fall, but you haven't seen through this Great Xia Bobu, if you go there, maybe you will have your chance." ”

"Yes. ”

Hearing this, Xun Fenghou nodded.

In the end, the old Shenhou looked at the last disciple Hong Feng, this disciple was an idiot in cultivating martial arts, and rarely walked out of Tianhou Mountain if there was nothing to do.

"Feng'er will stay by my side. ”

Not long after, under the urging of the old Shenhou, Xun Fenghou and Youxiong He left Tianhou Mountain, and disappeared at the end of the sky.

"Master. ”

On the peak in the center of Tianhou Mountain, the old god Hou stood quietly, and Hong Feng stood behind him.

"I will close the small world later, fall into a deep sleep, and you will be in charge after the closure of Tianhou Mountain, and tell the people in the mountain to cultivate with peace of mind. ”

Then, a crystal purple jade plaque appeared in Hong Feng's hand, and he looked at the old god marquis.

"There are not many teachers and longevity, and they will sleep in the blood sarcophagus coffin to resist the passage of time, as long as there is a crisis in the northwest, I will know if I crush this jade plate. ”

"Obey the teacher's orders. ”

Watching the old god Hou walk towards the cave, Hong Feng knelt on the ground, and after a long time, he got up and sat outside the cave, silent.

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In the western region of the border, there is a high mountain named Aoki Peak, the Aoki Peak is tens of thousands of zhang high, the peak accumulates fog all the year round, and it is said that this Aoki Peak corresponds to a star in the sky.

The human race that lived in the Western Regions of the Border Wilderness as early as 10,000 years ago was scarce, especially after experiencing the demon chaos, it almost returned to its primitive state.

The top of Aoki Peak pierced the void like a sword, and the space cracked here, spreading in all directions like a spider's web.

At the center of the rift, the void twisted, on the verge of a kind of crumble and recombination.

Behind the void is a giant tree that grows in the void of the cave, the giant tree is rooted in the depths of the void, the huge roots like dragons are bent and bent, and each trunk is as huge as a mountain.

The giant tree was covered with brilliant beads, emitting a bright blue light, as bright as the stars.

One of them was full of green energy, overflowing with ancient and mysterious cyan beads, and a small world was manifested.

On the top of an ancient mountain in the small world, green bamboo stands in a forest, a small bamboo garden courtyard in the forest is quiet, and an old man in the garden has a rickety back, holding a bamboo cane and walking out of the bamboo house.

The old man was dressed in coarse linen clothes, his white hair was scattered on his shoulders, and the witch mark between his eyebrows seemed to have flames rising and falling, accumulating the qi that destroyed the heavens and the earth.

"My lord, the Northwest Tianhou Mountain has been closed, and the Shenhou of Tianhou Mountain seems to be very aware of current affairs, and he knows that the enemy is no more than us, so he simply won't be involved. ”

There was a middle-aged warrior standing in the bamboo courtyard, and when he saw the old man coming out, he said softly.

The old man didn't make a sound, walked to the bamboo pavilion in the garden and sat down, his eyes showed a deep groan, and after a while, his expression returned to the same as before, and he said softly: "Tianhou Mountain has resisted the demon clan for ten thousand years, and it has made great contributions to the human race, and the luck is invisible, but it is real.

If it weren't for the inheritance of Tianhou Mountain as a master and apprentice, if the Hou Department had been established, the Northwest would have been controlled by it long ago.

It is better for Tianhou Mountain Shenhou to be able to retreat bravely in a rapid stream than for us to make a move, otherwise there will be a few more variables. ”

Regarding the old man's words, the middle-aged warrior lowered his head, he knew that the old man seemed to be talking to him, but he didn't dare to talk easily.

Moreover, the border wilderness was broken by the demon clan 10,000 years ago, and part of the credit for their holy land was also partly due, so the rise of Tianhou Mountain is also related to their cave heaven holy land.

In order to carry the fortune of creation, the Cave Heaven Holy Land can be said to have planned for thousands of years.

"But what is wrong with you?"

"Nope. ”

The middle-aged warrior shook his head, and then he said loudly: "However, in the northernmost part of the northwest of the Frontier Wilderness, there is a new Uncle's department that is very interesting, and a new system has appeared in this Uncle's Division, which seems to integrate the group of scattered cultivators in the wilderness. ”

Hearing the words of the middle-aged warrior, the corners of the old man's mouth flashed with disdain, and he said in a cold tone: "There will always be some pretentious poor people in the wasteland, but unfortunately they will not understand at all that since ancient times, it has not been the royal court that has really controlled this ancient wasteland. ”

"You go to Tianhou Mountain again to have a look. ”

As soon as the words turned, the old man fell to Tianhou Mountain again.

"Yes. ”

Although the middle-aged warrior did not understand the old man's words, he did not dare to disobey and bowed down to receive the order.

As if sensing the thoughts in the middle-aged warrior's heart, the bamboo cane in the old man's hand gently slammed the ground, and a thunderous sound erupted, causing the middle-aged warrior's spiritual world to flood with huge waves, and his whole body was like thunder.

"I suspect that the appearance of Tianhou Mountain back then was related to Jimeng Dongtian. ”

"Ji Meng Dongtian?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged warrior's eyes showed horror.