After refining the Zhu Guo energy in his body into a sword element, Song Si closed his eyes and carefully checked the condition of his body, experiencing the feeling of breaking through the realm.

Opening his eyes, Song Si took out the Zhu Guo Tree and considered whether to eat one or two more.

"Yu Yu ......" The brown horse half stood up and kicked the tree with his front hooves, which made the big tree hugged by the eight people tremble slightly.

Seeing such movement, Song Si jumped down the tree and patted the brown horse: "You fool, what are you screaming nonsense?"

The brown horse snorted a few times, rubbing Song Si's arm, but his eyes were staring at the two purple-red vermilions left on the vermilion tree without shifting.

"A fool is a fool. Song Si plucked one and gave it to the brown horse again.

"Not the son of man! Not the son of man! You actually took Zhu Guo to this beast to eat!" In the void, an old Taoist sword came and fell in front of Song Si.

The old Taoist looked at Song Sidao angrily: "Young man, do you know that this is a purple red vermilion fruit? It belongs to the top grade of the vermilion fruit, it blooms for a thousand years, and it bears fruit for a thousand years, and you even break the trunk of the tree, and feed it to this beast with no spiritual roots!

Song Si smiled awkwardly, picked the last vermilion fruit on this tree, and threw it to Lao Dao: "Ahem, this one is for you." ”

After that, Song Si was going to feed the branches and leaves to the brown horse as well.

After taking the purple red Zhuguo, the old man looked at Song Si incredulously, and before he could ask a question, when he saw Song Si's next move, he hurriedly stopped: "Stop!"

Song Si's hand trembled, and he was shocked to think about what he wanted to do, but he saw that others had given him a purple red vermilion fruit, and he really couldn't figure it out.

"Hey, this Zhu Guo tree was given to the poor Dao, maybe it can be saved. Young man, you are really, hey, a tyrannical thing!" Lao Dao walked directly in front of Song Si, took the branch handed by Song Si, sighed, and put it in the storage bag.

Lao Dao took out another jade box, put the purple red vermilion fruit in it, pasted the Dao spirit talisman on it, and handed it to Song Si: "This zhu fruit is of no use to Lao Dao, return it, keep it well, don't spoil the genius treasure like this!"

"Yu Yu, Yu Yu!" the brown horse trampled on the grass with its front hooves, expressing its strong dissatisfaction and protest to Lao Dao.

"Don't make trouble!" Song Si patted the brown horse, "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! Ci Songzi returned the salute and motioned for Song Si to take back Zhu Guo.

"Cisong Zhenren, there is never a reason to take back what was sent. If you don't want to go, why don't you give me a few more jade boxes, I just got some spirit grass, and I'm worried that I can't keep it. Song Sizheng was worried that there was nowhere to store the Zhu Guo in the storage bag, and it would be good if he could get some jade boxes.

Cisong Zhenren did not doubt him, took back Zhu Guo, took out thirty-two jade boxes and gave them to Song Si: "Lao Dao came out this time, and he didn't bring many jade boxes, so I'll give these to you." ”

"Lao Dao still has to go to the front to take a look, so as to prevent some monks from continuing to rob and kill the people from the rivers and lakes teleported from the outside world, so as not to cause a big disaster. "Ci Song Zhenren is in a hurry to rush over.

"Wait a minute, there should be no monks over there for the time being, two foundation building monks, one escaped, and the other was killed by me. However, on the cliff a few miles north of here, there are two vermilion trees, which are guarded by a demon. ”

"Really!?" asked the old Taoist in surprise.

"Really, it's just three miles north from here, on the opposite cliff. By the way, in which direction is there a populated person?"

"Lao Dao will burn a map for you. After that, Cisong Zhenren took out a jade slip, and with a hint of it, a green streamer turned into another jade slip, "Okay! Thirty miles east from here, there is a small city built by your warriors, you can go there first, it is safer." ”

"Thank you. ”

Putting away the high-quality jade boxes and jade slips, Song Si bid farewell to Cisong Zhenren, and rode a brown horse towards the small city built by the warriors.

"Hey, bastard, why did your coat color turn a faint purple?" Song Si patted the horse's back and asked curiously.

"Yu Yu Yu!" The foolish horse neighed a few times triumphantly, and the girl ran more happily, Song Si only felt that the wind around him was whistling, and the surrounding scenery gradually turned into a trace of lines.

By the time the horse stopped, Song Si had already arrived in front of the small city built by the warriors.

This small city is built near the water, the city wall is piled up with huge stones, twenty-three zhang high, and there are huge iron crossbow machines placed on the city wall, and the style should be the handwriting of the Mo family master.

Song Si dismounted, patted the fool and said, "A quarter of an hour, thirty miles, you are amazing." Let's go, let's go into town. ”

"Yu Yu Yu!" The fool was triumphant, and followed Song Si into the city with his head held high.

Coming to the city wall, Song Si looked up at the name of the city: the word "Wucheng" was written by the Spring and Autumn Period, vigorous and powerful, and there was a faint vast Haoran righteousness in it, and there was at least one great sage in this city.

After sweeping the afterglow, seeing that there were many blood stains on this city wall, Song Si curiously pulled a person and asked, "Why are there so many blood stains on the city wall, there are demon beasts attacking the city?"

"Hey, how can there be any monsters attacking the city, it's a man-made disaster. The old man sighed, "Look at the wild boar behind me, a genuine third-level demon beast, we can clean it up by just one person." ”

"And the blood on the walls?"

"It's not those cultivators who claim to be immortals who do it? If we mortal warriors are not treated as human beings, we are either going to be caught as coolies, or we are killing people and plundering goods!

"Be cautious, be cautious!" the old man noticed that Song Si did not have a pass certificate to enter the city, and hurriedly stopped the big man.

"Do you have a certificate to enter the city?" the warrior guarding the gate stopped Song Si and asked.

"No, I'm new here. Song Si replied.

"I'll do it. Confucian Qingyu walked over with the book in his hand: "This Taoist leader, in order to verify that you are from the Ming Dynasty, you need a pair." ”

"You say. Song Si was curious in his heart, what kind of pair would this Confucian say.

"Huo Quai. ”

"Xin Qiji. ”

"Okay, Daoist, you have passed guò, please report your sect and name, and I will register it for you. ”

"Pure Yang, Song Si!"

"Okay, this is your clearance token, and you need to pay a hundred taels of silver every time you enter the city. In addition, since the outside world Xiuzhen is keeping an eye on Wucheng, please try not to fight in the city. ”

Song Si nodded, and after leaving a tael of gold, he walked into Wucheng with the goods.

The layout of Wucheng has a bit of an ancient Stone Age feel, and many buildings are basically made of stone as the main body, except for the roof beams and other buildings are made of wood.

There is an inn facing the street.

When Song Si saw this scene, he couldn't help grinning and crying.

"This Taoist leader, come to our store to rest!"

"This real person, come to our store to rest!"

There are two women who solicit customers at the door of the two stores, with good faces, but their martial arts are mediocre, and they are not even third-rate.

The black line is rooted, Song Si led the goods into the Yuelai Inn, he needs to understand the general situation here.

After all, anyone who arrives in a new place and encounters an inexplicable attack will be very depressing.

"Give it fine forage, it won't eat ordinary forage, if you can, you can stir-fry some vegetables for it. Song Si instructed the shopkeeper who took away the goods.

"Okay! The shop promises to satisfy your Shenjun, the Taoist Chief. ”

Nodding, Song Si walked into the inn, walked up to the second floor, and found a place by the window to sit down.

"It was a terrible battle three days ago. ”

"Yes, I just arrived in Wucheng that day, and I almost lay down. ”

"Hey, do you know? Three days ago, the Holy Son of the Canglan Holy Sect was killed by Long Yinfeng when he was sneaking into the Demon Domain!

"Hahaha, come, do it!"

After drinking all the wine, another person said: "It's a pity that the three Confucian gentlemen, if they don't defend the martial city, when the great sage and easy water come, I'm afraid we will all become prisoners." ”

"Hey, respect the three gentlemen!"

"To the three gentlemen!"

"Big deal, big deal! Canglan Holy Sect has taken thousands of people from the Night Qi Sect, the Falling Moon Sect, the Heavenly Fire Cave, the Chihan Mountain and other cultivation sects to attack the Demon Domain!" just as everyone was about to drink together, a martial artist stumbled into the inn and shouted.

"What!?"

The warriors stood up one after another, shocked by this sudden news!

The Demon Domain is the first great force to move into the Kunlun Void Realm, although it belongs to the Demon Dao, it is the first force to establish a city in this world and provide a shelter for the people of the Ming Dynasty to teleport here.

Later, due to the attack of the Canglan Holy Sect, the two righteous and demonic realms had a disagreement on whether to fight back, and the righteous path forces that held the peace opinion had no choice but to move here to establish a martial city, and at the same time to accommodate the warriors who came later.

Who knew that the Canglan Holy Sect actually divided its troops to attack, and the Shaolin powerful Zen En master stationed in Wucheng wanted to make peace with these cultivators, but was bombarded and killed by several Yuanying monks, and at the same time slaughtered hundreds of masters standing on the walls of Wucheng.

Bloody means, outrageous!

When Song Si heard these news, his brows tightened, this cultivation world was too cruel.

If the Demon Domain is really destroyed by the attack of the Canglan Holy Sect, then the newly built Martial City is afraid that it will not be far from being destroyed.

Riding in the dust, the bloodied envoy of the Demon Domain rode a black fiery horse from the middle of the street from the martial city and galloped straight to the Sage Hall in the center of the martial city.

The black fiery horse stopped in the square, the envoy of the Demon Domain tumbled off his horse and fell on the stone bricks, and the two Confucian swordsmen who were guarding the Hall of the Sages hurriedly stepped forward to help the seriously injured envoy.

The envoy of the Demon Domain grabbed one of them tightly by the shoulder, stared into his eyes, and said with the last of his strength, "Help... Save... Save... Demon... Domain ......"

With that, the envoy of the Demon Domain, who had completed his mission, let go of his hand and stopped breathing for good.