Text Chapter 1350: Li Yao Comes Out!

In Li Yao's eyes, most of these barbarian monks are little guys in the Qi refining stage, and occasionally there are one or two in the Foundation building stage, that is, they are hugged by dozens of colorful natives, or followed by a large number of wolves Tigers and leopards, snakes, insects, rats and ants, the show is extremely grand.

The recruitment envoy surnamed Ling, maybe he had the idea of ​​"a thousand gold horse bones", or there was no one in his tent to use, but he included these guys like acrobats one by one. If thirsty.

In this way, every time he went to a Wuman city, the Wang Shi's team expanded for a round. Let alone how much combat power these barbarians and Wuman monks could display, at least they looked mighty and majestic.

Moreover, these natives have one advantage, that is, they are more familiar with the local terrain. With their joining, when the master of the king goes on a journey again, he can release native soldiers and barbarian monks to investigate around, and the chance of being attacked by the enemy is very high. Reduced, it saves a lot of trouble.

The envoy surnamed Ling organized the Wuman monks into a separate battalion, and sent many barbarian soldiers to take care of them.

These Wuman monks in the Wunan jungle were originally "true immortals of the land", and they were the patron saints of the major cities, mountain caves and tribes. It was a great honor for the barbarians to take care of them.

For a while, monk Wuman was talking loudly in the camp all day long, bragging and showing off his power.

But they didn't know that there was a Xiaolong hidden close at hand, so they heard a lot of their cowhide.

Combining their remarks, Li Yao gradually outlined the general situation in this world, and also knew the intention of the "imperial court" to send recruiters surnamed Ling to Wunan.

Time to get up close and personal with them.

One day after half a month.

Above the rift valley deep in the mountains, from among the layers of branches, a young man with an indifferent face gradually emerged.

The young man's skin is slightly green, but it is extremely delicate, like a piece of emerald green warm jade, and it feels slippery.

He said he was a boy, but when he looked carefully, the corners of his eyes were covered with very fine lines, extending to the vicinity of the temples, making his eyes look quite long and narrow.

Coupled with the pair of pupils that almost engulfed the whites of the eyes, the pure black eyes without the slightest variegation exuded a mysterious and profound feeling that could not be seen to the bottom, making it difficult for people to tell his age.

It seems that it is okay to say that he is less than twenty, and it is not a problem to say that he is thirty or forty years old. It is even reasonable to say that he is a middle-aged man who is over seventy or eighty years old but has taken care of himself very well.

The young man's lips are extremely thin, and he always wears a smile that is not a smile. His field of vision is extremely wide, as if no matter which side he stands on, he can feel that he is staring at him, and the few flashes in his eyes occasionally The fierce light also explained the reason why he walked so frankly in the depths of the dangerous jungle.

On the thumb of the boy's left hand, he was wearing a green ring, which shone with mysterious light, like a cloud of green mist that he would hold in his palm forever.

The boy stretched out his right hand, turned the ring lightly, and coughed dryly.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!"

Deep in the rift, there was an earth-shattering explosion, and a large number of rocks on both sides of the mountain wall collapsed, completely blocking the cave.

The young man smiled slightly, and flew into the depths of the jungle with his figure like lightning.

After a while, the sound of trees breaking, rocks cracking, and monsters screaming could be heard from the depths of the jungle.

A giant snake with nine sharp horns growing on its head, which looked like a crown, jumped out from the towering tree, and fled to the distance in a panic.

But it hadn't jumped more than ten meters, and was grabbed by a strange force again. Amidst the screams, it was dragged back to the depths of the dense forest like a lamb that was bitten by its thigh in the past.

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Beside the big banner that read "Wu Nan Wu Road recruits envoys to set up envoys", many colorful flags and strangely shaped skulls of monsters were hung, representing the Wuman tribes who were vassalized by the king.

Under the big banner, there is a caravan dragged by four spotted cows, like a moving palace, even though the wheels and axles are attached with light and fast talismans, the four spotted cows are still dragged. Bleeding and sweating, panting endlessly.

Inside and outside the caravan, there are two worlds.

Outside is a jungle full of miasma and poisonous fog, poisonous mosquitoes and giant flies, and scorching sun.

Inside the caravan, it is like a quiet and elegant quiet room. Not only the noise of cicadas and horses outside, the hustle and bustle of people, and the sweltering miasma are completely isolated, but even the bumps of the caravan running over tree roots and puddles of water are completely insulated. I can't feel it, it's as smooth and soft as driving through clouds.

Even the envoy surnamed Ling is not eligible to enjoy this mobile quiet room, but belongs to the golden core stage female swordsman who wields the orchid secret sword.

The corner of the "quiet room" is carved from white jade, and a wisp of lavender sandalwood is lit in the exquisite octagonal incense burner.

On the right side of the "Quiet Room", there is a small and exquisite bookshelf, with several scrolls of mottled bamboo slips and some antique fragments.

The Jindan female sword cultivator was still dressed in white, like a budding orchid, sitting cross-legged, with her eyes slightly closed, seemingly sleeping but not sleeping.

When wisps of sandalwood floated to her side, they were drawn by her thoughts, and condensed into graceful figures dancing swords, like thunder and wrath, like rivers and seas congealing light, like swimming dragons, making the room full of sword lights Uncertain.

Suddenly, the sword light formed by the condensed dozens of purple smoke was suddenly absorbed, and turned into a lavender smoke pill, which was swallowed by the female sword cultivator's fragrant lips.

She opened her eyes slightly, relaxed her jade wrists, and ripples appeared on the curtain door of the caravan, as if a restriction had been lifted.

There was a dry cough from outside, the envoy surnamed Ling opened the curtain and bent over to enter.

During the ten-month period, he was marching in the jungle, and he also lost a lot of weight. His face became darker and his wrinkles became deeper and deeper like a knife.

But at this moment, it seemed that something good had happened, and there was a slight smile between his brows and eyes.

"Father, why did the army stop just now?"

The female sword cultivator asked lightly, "My daughter has sensed a rather sharp aura shock, is there any master here to come to work?"

"Yes and no."

The recruitment envoy surnamed Ling laughed, "The army of Shicai passed by this famous and dangerous 'Duantou Cliff', and suddenly heard bursts of neighing from the bottom of the cliff, and sent people to investigate, but it was a young man with a strange appearance. Next to the 'Thousand Snake Cave' under the cliff, fight with a 'High Crowned Poisonous Python'!"

"The high-crown poisonous python is one of the best python-like beasts in the Wunan Mountain forest, but it couldn't stand this young man's bare-handed strangulation, and he strangled it into three or five pieces at that time, which is amazing!"

"I asked the experts here to test it out, but Mo Yunling's three cave masters were defeated by this young man one by one, and they were almost killed by him."

"In my opinion, this young man has at least a mid-to-high level of cultivation in the foundation building period, and his moves are extremely organized. He should have been instructed by an expert. It is really rare in this poor place!"

"Fortunately, this young man admires Wang Hua. Seeing the majesty of Wang Shida and the 'Xuanhu Iron Guard', he knows how powerful he is, so he took the initiative to come up to us."

"oh?"

Jin Dan female sword cultivator's eyes flashed brightly, and she asked calmly, "What is the origin of this son?"

"I asked an interpreter who is familiar with the dialect of Seventy-two Caves to come forward and ask questions, but this son spoke the dialect of the far west, and he stuttered and intermittently, as if he had lived alone for too long and hadn't spoken for a long time.

The surname Ling recruited the envoy, "The translator reported that this son can't tell his origin and roots. He only knows that he grew up in the depths of the mountains and forests, in an inaccessible place, living with snakes, insects, rats and ants, and living with wolves, tigers and leopards. As a companion, develop a body that is invulnerable to swords and guns, and has infinite strength. Suddenly, one day, he was captured by a strange person and brought him to an unknown cave in Yunshen, where he taught him a mantle. After a few years, the strange person died suddenly And died, this son has been dominating the mountains and forests, feeding on poisonous pythons and giant insects."

"However, this son's master also told him about the great power of the imperial court. When he saw our army's majesty, he didn't dare to do anything wrong. He was willing to serve the imperial court and fight against rebels!"

"Daughter, since our 'recruitment order' was released, twenty-two Wuman tribes have come to serve in ten months. The number of monks here has also exceeded one hundred. Now we have another vanguard general. It can be seen that I still have a lot of prestige, and this trip may have the hope of fighting a bloody way out of the predicament of a narrow escape!"

"Yu Wei?"

The Jindan female swordsman smiled, her eyes were misty, and she sighed quietly, "Thinking back three hundred years ago, when my country was at its peak and my martial arts flourished, what were these savage chieftains in the Wunan Mountain forest? At that time, there is no need to send out a large army, just dispatch a small official in the Qi refining period, holding the Golden Sword King's Order from the capital of God, not to mention these shrimp soldiers and crab generals who refine Qi and build foundations, even Jindan, Yuan Baby, which one is not silent and obedient?"

"I didn't expect that in just a hundred years, my career would decline so much. Even my father, a second-rank official appointed by the imperial court, and the envoy of Wunan Wulu recruiting system, would have to add a new foundation building under the account." The monk was ecstatic, really, really, really..."

What the daughter said made the envoy surnamed Ling blush for a while, and smiled awkwardly and said: "Lan Yin, the reward of eating the emperor, the matter of loyalty to the emperor, and the changes in the court are not something you and I can grasp. With this envoy system, we can only do our best to prevent Wu Nan's situation from deteriorating, and we will be worthy of the emperor's grace!"

"The emperor's grace is mighty?"

A few flashes of lightning flashed in the eyes of Jindan female swordsman "Ling Lanyin", and she sneered, "It is clear that the new emperor has ascended the throne, and his anger is still there. He wants to make an example of others and drive my Ling clan to extinction!"

"presumptuous!"

When talking to his daughter just now, the envoy surnamed Ling put his posture extremely low, as if his daughter's status was still faintly above him.

But hearing her daughter say such rebellious words, the envoy surnamed Ling still lowered her face and let out a half-truthful yell.

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