Chapter 681 The Temple of Prisoned Cattle

Jianmu's guards are not strict.

Because people from the outside world can't enter this restricted area in the sea, and whoever dares to eat the bear's heart and leopard guts to go wild with Jianmu? Ability, those who come and commit crimes can't eat and walk around.

For tens of thousands of years, this Jianmu has been peaceful and lazier than the original Wandao Immortal Palace, that's why there is the behavior of holding a concert at this time.

On the contrary, the various ethnic groups on the islands in the restricted area have some competition. For example, the feathered people and the sea monsters have fought many games before, and the clam clan has been captured... There are quite a lot of similar ethnic groups. Dominion is also found in things like mediation.

Sometimes when Qin Yi thinks about it, he thinks these dragons are quite pathetic.

Tens of thousands of years have been confined in the forbidden area, and the overall strength is so strong, but they have shrunk to one place, known as the restricted area, self-defense, content with the so-called rule of a hundred clans, but do not seek to open up, do not want to make progress, it is no wonder that most dragons practice only So what happened.

It was strange that they relied on Jianmu for tens of thousands of years to practice this kind of practice, but the essence is that they are relying on Jianmu to hang their lives, which is very puzzling. Now that I think about it, it’s not surprising that all seemingly incomprehensible effects have a reason.

Of course, it can also be said that it is precisely because they have to rely on Jianmu to hang their lives and cannot go out easily, which has led to this state of partial security, and it is difficult to distinguish cause and effect.

In any case, Qin Yi didn't have time to worry about Long Zi. He followed the clam girls to the top of Jianmu, where the cattle were imprisoned.

On the top of the tree, on the crown of the tree, there are lush and green leaves. When Qin Yi saw the main leaves, he realized how unreliable the idea of ​​replacing green tea with Jianmu leaves was.

Because each leaf is several feet in size, it is not too crowded for several people to lie on it and sleep.

I really want to replace the green tea, is the green tea still the same as the giant tea...

If you really want to change it, the branch of the moult is better, at least the size of the leaves looks relatively normal... Of course, the best solution should be to change the juice again, similar to the blood of the demon cultivator of animals.

I was thinking about changing the blood of the tea in my heart, and I saw the huge palace under the leaves.

Any branch of a tree is a huge empty flat. Of course, building a palace on the empty flat is very simple for the financial resources in the sea. In theory, this can also be regarded as a dragon palace... It's just different from Qin Yi's concept of the dragon palace. It's not on the bottom of the sea. , but on the tree...

The palace should be located in the center of the entire building. The square outside the palace has already gathered a crowd of hundreds of people. There are guards outside the palace, and the main guards are giants. All of them are about ten feet tall, not many in number, but each one is very strong.

Crowds of all ethnic groups filed into the palace, and the scene was very quiet. Not everyone can go in, and the guards who escorted the musicians along the way are not allowed to enter. This concert also has a charter, just like the mum girl, who submitted the list long ago, and only An An and Qin Yi can enter.

In any case, it is also a song for the king, how can it be like a vegetable market where everyone enters.

The giant guard looked at An An and Qin Yi who came over, and laughed: "Princess An An, you won't roll around again this time?"

An An's face was flushed, and she poked her neck and said, "I'm here to play the tune this time!"

The giants looked at Qin Yi: "This is the musician you invited?"

An An said seriously: "Mr. is very skilled."

The giants were noncommittal, and they were not tasteless under the influence of captive cattle for a long time. What senior musicians haven't seen it? Their questioning seems to be commonplace, but it is actually to check their identities. An An has been here before, and everyone knows each other. She said that this is the musician she hired, so that's fine, and she is responsible for any problems.

The so-called guards are so lax.

It was Qin Yi's feathermen who were really reliable.

Walking into the outer palace, one can see feathered men guarding the main roads around the hall, standing upright like guns, with phoenix eyes like lightning, staring closely at everyone who comes in and out, their attitude is much more reliable than the lazy giants outside.

He clearly knew that in this kind of place, in the place where the cattle were imprisoned, no one would dare to do anything, and nothing would happen. The giants didn't care, but Yuren was so serious.

It is indeed the most reliable guard. It is really a foolish thing to be alienated from such an ethnic group.

Just thinking about this, the Yuren had already seen Qin Yi, their piercing and sharp eyes all changed, they softened as much as possible, and then they were about to kneel down in unison.

Qin Yi was so frightened that he didn't break out in a cold sweat, and quickly sent a voice transmission: "Don't!"

The feathermen blinked, and then heard Qin Yi continue: "Playing like this in front of the prisoner cow, as long as it is a little stingy, it will cause serious problems. Be good, stand up straight."

The Yumen stood up reluctantly, as if they still felt that it was a very bad thing not to salute their god envoy, why should we kneel down to our god envoy and imprison the cow?

Qin Yi glanced at An An's snickering expression, stroked his forehead and was speechless.

As soon as they were said to be reliable, they immediately showed their unreliability... No one is perfect... Qin Yi sighed sadly.

I looked around, but I couldn't see Yu Feiling and Yu Chang. Their coffee positions must not be outside, and they should be protecting the internal order. It was Yu Lan who was guarding the entrance of the inner hall, and Qin Yi stood in front of her, jokingly asking, "Do you want to check if you have any contraband?"

Yu Lan put on a serious face: "Search."

Qin Yi raised his slap, Yu Lan hugged her head and flinched.

Qin Yi handed over a lollipop.

Yu Lan looked left and right, grabbed the lollipop and hid it, then continued to act as a guard as if nothing had happened.

In the ring, Gouzi looked down at the empty palm, and then looked up outside: "Qin Yi, if you continue to grab my candy to curry favor with my sister, I will fight with you!"

"You have a bow on your head now, please call yourself old lady next time."

Gouzi: "..."

"Isn't there no difference between men and women? This is unbearable. I don't think you can recover from being formless."

Gouzi: "..."

While complaining, Qin Yi and An An had already entered the palace.

Hundreds of ethnic groups gathered in the hall, but the scene was empty. After all, there were not many people from each ethnic group, and the most was only a dozen people from an orchestra. The huge scene seemed sparse, and the various ethnic groups led by some dwarves Next, sit down and wait for the king to come out.

There is a throne on the front of the main hall, and there are no other seats on and off the stage. It seems that Prisoner Niu enjoys the concert and has no intention of having fun with his brothers. In fact, no one else is interested.

Behind the throne is a barrier of leaves. Behind the barrier should be the palace area where Prisoner himself lives. I don’t know if it will be luxurious or clean. From the outside, it is not luxurious, but there are quite a lot of musical instruments, and there is a very heavy chime bell in the middle of the hall, a large row, full of human court music.

Qin Yi looked at it and suddenly realized a problem, screaming in his heart.

This kind of chime has a history of at most several thousand years. Obviously, this prisoner cow has been to the human country for thousands of years. It can be seen that it has never heard human music in ancient times. How many characteristics can there be in his own flute music?

It's over.

An An arrived at the big scene, looked at the solemn people of all ethnic groups in the hall, and pulled Qin Yi's sleeve nervously: "Mr., can you, can you?"

Qin Yi gritted his teeth: "A man can't say no!"

Just talking nonsense, a figure like a dragon and a snake suddenly appeared on the throne, and then sat cross-legged on it like a bunch of so-and-so.

At that moment, Qin Yi thought he saw Ye Ling.

If you look closely, it's wrong, it's...a dragon's head, with a chubby snake coiled around...

The surroundings have already bowed down: "See the Great King!"

Your Majesty... this is the prison cow.

It turns out that the prisoner cow is not a cow? It is obviously a snake body, why is it called a prisoner cow? Qin Yi couldn't help touching his chin, could it be that this actually refers to Niu Zi?

His divergent thinking is actually avoiding a question.

Everyone knelt down, including An An.

But he didn't want to kneel.

In my whole life... I have never kneeled before anyone, never.

He didn't even kneel down when he met Qing Jun's father when he was just a fledgling. To this day, I have never kneeled before. I know in my heart that everyone kneels at this time, and I will be very eye-catching and unusual when standing, but my knees are straight, and I can't bend them no matter what.

It was so eye-catching, just in an instant, all the eyes in the hall were on him.

Also not kneeling was the Yuren who was standing beside the hall as a guard, Yu Feiling Yushang was standing next to the prisoner cow, all the beautiful eyes were fixed on his upright body, shining brilliantly. An An also looked up at her husband, as if looking at a god.

Prisoner Niu's dragon eyes flashed a trace of surprise, but he was not angry, and said lightly: "Who is this, why don't you kneel?"

Qin Yi took a deep breath, and calmly replied: "People from China only kneel to the heaven, earth, masters and teachers. After cultivating the Tao, the kings will no longer kneel."

The hall was silent.

In the silence, Qin Yi seemed to hear a very slight female voice, "ah" in surprise, and quickly covered his mouth.

Um?

Is it an illusion? This voice...so familiar...