Chapter 487： 487 Soldier Disaster One

Chapter 487 487 Soldier disaster one

Xuehong Pavilion Dimu Hall.

There are a total of seventy-seven statues of the tall and kind Mother Earth, each with a variety of appearances, wearing different clothes, including skirts, long clothes, cloaks and felt hats for keeping out the cold, and light gauze clothes. There are also different styles, gorgeous, simple, serious, noble, poor, everything that one expects to find.

Calculated by age, there are also statues of the Earth Mother when they were young, when they were young, when they were old, and when they were dying.

They lined up in the entire temple, forming a huge forest of statues.

Worshipers need to go to the center of the forest, pray and sacrifice at the altar.

At this time, the skylight was projected from the crystal on the top of the temple, hitting the sacrificial altar precisely.

Yue Dewen sat cross-legged at the back, looking at Laodou kneeling on the futon in front, feeling bored.

This is the fourth time he has come, but unfortunately the old friend has not completed the final ceremony.

The Temple of the Earth Mother and the Temple of the Heavenly God are the supreme roots of the Great Spirit. It is the most sacred place.

So even he can't be rude here.

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While he was waiting quietly.

Old Dou moved slowly.

His kneeling body moved to the left and changed his posture. His closed eyes slowly opened.

". You have come so many times, is there something important to find me?"

Finally, after finishing the final handprint of worship, Lao Dou slowly turned his head and looked at Yue Dewen.

Lao Yue changed into a big loose purple robe, and his original white hair has now turned into black hair. Except for a little aging in his eyes and face, he can hardly be seen as an old man in his nineties.

"It's something." Yue Dewen nodded, after waiting for too long, he finally let out a sigh of relief, "Recently, the situation on my side is a bit tense. I'll ask you to borrow some people."

"Borrower?" Lao Dou stood up and moved his lower joints.

He is always wearing a pitch-black armor, covering his whole body, not even showing his face.

"Is the situation so troublesome? Where are the people at the sensor door?"

"It's a bit ineffective in command, and that group of people can fight with the wind. If you really want to trust it, it depends on your side." Yue Dewen said in a deep voice.

"Okay." Laodou touched from his arms, took out a dark gold token, and threw it at it.

"Hold the brand, adjust it yourself. Except for the top ten generals, the others are fine."

Catching the token with a snap, Yue Dewen immediately smiled.

"That's interesting! You're still reliable!"

"Speaking of which, my side is also in a bit of trouble, and I may need your help." Lao Dou said in a deep voice.

"What's the matter? Tell me!" Yue Dewen stood up and said casually.

"It's a trivial matter, but it's troublesome and time-consuming." Lao Dou suddenly smiled strangely.

Yue Dewen frowned slightly, and was about to ask.

Suddenly, a light sound came from his hand, and he looked hurriedly.

The token that I just took over suddenly shattered and disappeared like a bubble, and with the disappearance of the token, a strong sense of dizziness came to my heart.

Countless black mist did not know when it surrounded the surrounding area and permeated the entire Temple of the Earth Mother.

Yue Dewen's expression froze, and he looked up at Lao Dou, only to see that Lao Dou's figure also slowly disintegrated and disappeared like a bubble.

The surroundings are peaceful, only the goddesses of the earth are still standing.

Thick black mist slowly approached from between the statues, approaching him.

"It seems that our cooperation is over." Yue Dewen straightened his back, and a trace of coldness and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Don't blame me, Lao Yue, something is wrong with you. It's just that you don't realize it yourself. The goal we set at the beginning has already begun to deviate from it."

Old Dou's voice drifted slowly through the black mist.

"So... look at our decades of friendship, rest."

"Rest? If the Earth Mother God comes, I will bow down, but with your two offspring? You want me to rest!? I think you are being controlled and stupid!"

Yue Dewen's face became silent, his right hand drooped, and a silver light suddenly lingered around his fingertips.

Whoosh!

Right at this moment, two black lines shot out from the black mist, and precisely rushed into the center of his eyebrows.

Yue Dewen didn't stop them, but let them in. Then close your eyes and stand still like a sculpture.

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Wushan Mansion, Wish Girl Gorge.

Carts of medicinal materials and food were continuously transported into the canyon along the in and out mountain roads, and then stored in the reclaimed caves.

A large number of newly reclaimed caves are constantly emitting thick smoke, which is burning the caves to remove moisture, so as to prevent the stored medicinal materials and grains from becoming moldy.

In the high place of the canyon, in the platform cave dug out of the cliff half wall.

Zhang Rongfang looked at the truck below with satisfaction, his expression much more relaxed than a few days ago.

"Now we have transported all the food and medicinal materials that can be collected from various places. This amount is more than enough to last a year.

But the key issue is that the red scarf thugs have caused a large number of population losses. Many farmers who cultivate land and medicine gardens that grow medicine have become thugs. There's no recovery at all with no one farming, and it might not look good a year from now. "

Qing Su, behind him, is now in charge of statistics and management of all resources.

After integrating the received resources, she also expressed her worries about the future.

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent and treat everything as a straw dog. Now the red scarf thugs have caused a lot of civilian losses, and the food they need is much less than before. Although it is cruel, but with fewer people, the food can last longer. After all, there are fewer mouths to eat .”

Zhang Rongfang turned around and looked at Qing Su.

"What we have to do is to settle down a field that can be planted as soon as possible and be self-sufficient."

"Subordinates understand." Qing Su nodded, "But the nearby mountains are filled with poisonous mist and miasma, and there are many poisonous insects, so it is not suitable for planting, so we can only look at it from a further distance."

"I leave it to you to do these things. There is no rush in a short time, just start." Zhang Rongfang nodded.

"By the way, come here." He waved at the other party.

Qing Su stared blankly, then realized something, gritted his teeth, and walked forward.

"grown ups."

"do not be afraid."

Zhang Rongfang gently reached out and touched her forehead.

With a swipe of his fingertips, a small cut was made between his eyebrows, and then drops of blood seeped out and entered his body.

For his direct lineage, Zhang Rongfang naturally wouldn't just give a drop of blood, but exchange blood all over his body.

Qing Su was already in the prime of life, and the change of blood did not change much.

I just feel more energetic in my body.

But she had seen what those super masters in the Immortal View looked like, and now she knew what happened.

A few minutes later, everything was over, and she quickly knelt down on one knee towards Zhang Rongfang.

"Thank you for rebuilding, sir!"

Just kneeling down, a strong urge to **** blood surged into her heart, causing her to squirm her lips unconsciously.

The feeling is like being thirsty and wanting to drink water. It is natural and extremely strong.

"Don't be afraid. It's enough to find some blood from living animals to replenish." Zhang Rongfang comforted softly.

"Yes." Qing Su looked calm. "There are many at Ding Yu's side, it's good for the subordinates to go there in a while."

"There are a lot? What do you mean?" Zhang Rongfang was taken aback, this kid won't make mistakes anymore? To raise living people?

"Oh, now he grazes cattle and raises chickens on the mountain every day. He also contracted a plantation and fed a lot of pigs. He also diverted some water from the stream in the canyon." Qing Su replied.

". This kid." Zhang Rongfang was speechless, "Forget it, you go down, deal with it yourself and come to see me."

"Yes." Qing Su quickly went down the stone steps.

There is only Zhang Rongfang left on the platform.

He sighed softly, looked at the huge fairy character under his feet, tapped his toes, and suddenly, like a big bird, he jumped out of the platform and fell towards the bottom of the canyon.

This platform was named Shengxiantai by him, and it was about two hundred meters above the ground.

Zhang Rongfang unfolded the leather wingsuit on his back, hovered and glided gently, and landed steadily after a while.

Putting away the wingsuit, he walked across the large rocky beach in the canyon, and came to a half-built dungeon.

Most of the dungeons are underground, and there is only one cave-like entrance on the ground.

There are guards on both sides of the entrance.

Seeing Zhang Rongfang, the two saluted silently, and then let them go.

Zhang Rongfang didn't speak, and his figure floated into the cave, all the way down, and after a while, he came to a dark cave illuminated by torches.

This dungeon is transformed from a naturally formed crypt.

At this time, in a prison cell, a person was being imprisoned in the depths by layers of iron bars.

On the stone chair outside the cell, sat cross-legged a Taoist, it was Hong Xian.

Compared to a few days ago, Hongxian's complexion is different again, a kind of obvious faint momentum radiates from him.

Under the low-light vision, this guy's physique has also undergone new changes.

Qi and blood are faster, the heart is stronger, and the breath is longer. This is a sign of the concentration of self-improvement and the change of energy and spirit. It seems that he is about to break through the master.

Zhang Rongfang judged in his heart.

"How is the man?" he asked aloud.

"Guzhu." Daoist Hong Xian hurriedly got up. "I don't have much consciousness, as long as I don't get close to attack him, I'm like a wooden man, motionless."

He looked at the old man surnamed Hu in the dungeon.

That person was the God Worshiping Master who died once after being sucked blood by Zhang Rongfang.

At this time, three days have passed since the fierce battle before.

"It's been like this for three days, and there is no movement?" Zhang Rongfang asked.

"Exactly. It seems to have completely lost human consciousness." Daoist Hongxian replied.

He picked up a booklet and handed it to Zhang Rongfang. It is full of traces of the actions of the old man surnamed Hu recorded in the past few days.

Zhang Rongfang looked through it, but there was no excretion, no movement, no speech, and he didn't even change his standing position. The eyes didn't blink either.

He pondered for a while, put down the booklet, and had an idea in his mind.

Walking to the cell, he looked carefully at the old man.

In the past, he would be killed with a single slap after sucking the blood, but often the **** worshipers killed at this time can be killed with one blow. There are fatal flaws all over his body, no different from a living person.

But he rarely thinks why.

Why did these worshipers lose their ability to recover after being sucked blood?

What position does human blood occupy in their bodies?

Is it really just human blood that he sucked? instead of including other?

With a click, the cell door was opened, and Zhang Rongfang entered alone. Get close to the old man.

The old man obviously responded when he was within three meters.

Shua!

He stretched out his hand suddenly, and slapped Zhang Rongfang with a palm.

This palm has some rules, it seems to follow a certain fixed martial arts moves.

But Zhang Rongfang hid him.

(end of this chapter)