It took Blake and his hozen men a whole day to get from the Heart of the Dragon to the foot of the mountain peak where Qinglong Temple is located. The straight line distance was quite short.

But there are mountains all the way.

Even for the hozen, which is naturally agile, walking is difficult.

What's more, the monkeys had to carry Black's slide pole in batches and carry their bad old and new ones over the mountains and ridges, which once made the stubborn hozens very dissatisfied.

They gathered together during breakfast and chattered about the issue of "rebellion". Some of the more vicious ones suggested that when walking on the mountain road, they should deliberately fall and throw the bad boss off the cliff to his death.

They even prepared specific plans for rebellion.

But when it was close to lunch time, the group of hozens heading towards Qinglong Temple unexpectedly encountered a group of Jinyu people who came to make a pilgrimage. There was a deep hatred between these two races.

The two sides started fighting as soon as they met.

The noisy fighting woke up Blake, who was taking a nap, and then the hozens saw their bad boss, in a hurry to wake up, kill an entire team of Jinyu people by himself in less than a minute.

Beat him down.

As a result, the monkeys' thoughts of rebellion disappeared when the last Jinyu man, who was beaten with a bruised nose and face, was captured.

They began to cheer for Blake honestly again.

Probably seeing the power of the bad boss, these hozens felt that they had a great advantage, so they became more and more aggressive and mischievous in the second half of the journey.

They were walking around like they didn't recognize their relatives, yelling and climbing up and down the trees. They were so arrogant that they wanted to catch the little raccoons that were foraging in the forest on the roadside and slap them in the face.

This look of fake power made Blake even more convinced that these naughty hozens were born pirates.

They are impulsive, irritable, accustomed to large groups and very united. When their own side has the advantage, they can explode with 300% combat effectiveness. They can sense that the situation is not right and collapse in a cunning manner.

They are good at sneaking around, have a stubborn personality and refuse to change despite repeated admonitions, they like to fight in the nest, and they are very particular about fairness within the group.

Their intelligence allows them to use crude strategies, but it is not high enough to give them lofty ideals and firm will.

All their character shortcomings are perfect career advantages in the pirate industry. They do not require training. As long as they get on the ship, they are qualified pirates.

"Leave those Jinyu people behind. Why are you taking them with you? Are you going to use them as military rations? The flesh of these Jinyu people is sour!"

Blake was lying comfortably on his sliding pole. He scolded the hozens who tried to capture the Jinyu prisoners and take them away:

"The bad thing we are going to do next is terrible. We cannot take prisoners and throw them into the water. There is no need to untie the rope, and the fish will not drown anyway."

Under the orders of the pirates, the hozens reluctantly threw a group of tall Jinyu captives into the nearby Pearl Fin River, but they could not avoid punching and kicking the fishmen before leaving the captives.

This made Ben Bolba very dissatisfied.

Although it is a small fish-man and these are Jinyu-men, it is difficult to say that the two are the same species.

But we are all fishmen after all, and we cannot just watch fishmen being bullied by monkeys.

So the little fish man ran over and waved the salted fish hammer to drive away the annoying monkeys, and then pushed the bullied Jinyu people into the river.

These murlocs of Pandaria are distant relatives of the swordfish people we saw in Vashj'ir. They were a common ethnic group 10,000 years ago, and it is said that they once established a glorious civilization of multi-racial coexistence in Pandaria.

But the empire of the Jinyu people perished due to the betrayal of the hozen, which created a very deep hatred between the two tribes.

However, in this special place of Pandaria, the Supreme God does not allow the two races to go to war to avoid terrible consequences. The fishmen live by the water and the hozens live in the mountains. Under normal circumstances, they cannot meet each other.

"Don't envy me. Jinyu people were the upper-class nobles of Pandaria in ancient times. Their innate elegance and nobility are engraved in their souls."

When the little fish man returned to the sliding pole, the stinky pirate grunted and said to him:

"No matter how hard you try, a lowly bluegill born in the wetland, you can never have the elegance of a Jinyu even when begging for mercy.

This is the art of reincarnation, I can’t envy it.”

"Quack"

Bulldog ignored the stinky pirate's malice. He made a face at Black and turned his head away from him.

He held his chin up with his paws and began to fantasize about the fishman again.

If it was born as a handsome and heroic Jinyu or Swordfish, how could it still look like this?

If it had such a great background and such a high starting point, it would surely have done something as big as the Pirates by now.

Blake watched the little fish-man make a fantasy gesture.

He suddenly felt that this vain little guy was hopeless, and he couldn't keep this little fish-man with a bad brain.

It was filled with envy when it first saw the mighty Swordfish Man, and now it is even more envy when it sees the noble and generous Jinyu Man.

But now that we are here, do you want to find a Jinyu wife for your loyal little fish-man? Hey, isn’t this just Wu Dalang and Pan Jinlian, and a little dwarf playing with a big ocean horse?

What a beautiful thing this is!

Thinking of this, the stinky pirate couldn't help but let out a weird laugh, which made the hozens next to him carrying the slide feel uncomfortable. His bad boss was really evil.

"stop!"

When walking to a dense forest at the foot of Qinglong Temple Mountain, Blake suddenly shouted, and the chattering hozens immediately fell silent. They scratched their heads and scratched their heads and looked at their bad boss.

The boss promised them that today they can rob Gungun's temple.

Hand over two-thirds of what was stolen, and the rest belongs to them.

This kind of promise makes the hozens look forward to it very much. Whatever they grab is secondary. The main thing is robbing the Qinglong Temple, which sounds exciting enough in itself.

The hozens' innate desire for excitement makes them unable to resist this temptation.

In the past, they did not dare to provoke Qinglong Temple. There were very powerful bad guys in this huge temple, one of them could beat ten of them. But now that there is a powerful bad boss taking the lead, the naughty hozens are full of courage.

If this very exciting bad thing is done, all the hozens in Pandaria will call them heroes!

"I want to arrange some things here, and I need your help. Come on, take a few each!"

Blake stood up from the sliding pole, grabbed a large handful of purple soul stones from his bag and threw them on the ground. He shouted to the hozens in front of him:

"You take these stones and scatter them in this mountain forest. The more you scatter, the better. The closer you are to Qinglong Temple, the better, but don't get discovered. If you are caught by the pandas, I will not save you."

The smart and cunning Hozen was the first to run up, grabbed a handful of soul stones, and bowed to Black. The little Hozen, who had been beaten up by the little fish-man before, was very good at doing things.

With it taking the lead, other hozens ran over and grabbed the soul stones. A few of the more violent idiots even tried to put the soul stones in their mouths and bite them to taste them.

Blake never lacks these things.

For tonight's event, he almost threw out all the soul stones in his bag, and drove the hozens to work quickly.

After all the hozens ran away, the stinky pirate took out a large bag of magic materials used by warlocks and pouted at the little murloc, who then followed Blake into the depths of the jungle.

It has been helping pirates make divine power extraction rituals before, and is already a qualified assistant.

And for a great warlock like Blake to take action himself, it was natural to set up a large demon summoning ritual with ease.

When the night fell to nearly midnight, he inserted the last pale candle made of Naga fish oil into the corner of the huge pentagram circle on the ground, and looked back again.

After repeatedly confirming that there was no problem, the pirate rubbed his hands, glanced at the Qinglong Temple looming under the dark night, smiled evilly, and prepared to start casting spells.

"Who are you summoning this time?"

Xal'atath asked quietly:

"The demon that catches your eye must be extraordinary, right? Maybe it's the lord of a small demon world. If the demon army comes in full force, can Qinglong Temple withstand it?"

"Look at the stupid question you asked. It's obvious that you are a layman who has no understanding of the Pandaren's military system."

Blake sneered and said:

"In Qinglong Temple alone, there are two legendary monks and a legendary fish-man prophet, as well as Golden Lotus Sect protectors, Shado Sect masters and nearly a thousand high-level monks.

In addition, the fierce men of the Cloud Serpent Knights stationed nearby.

On the other side of the mountain, in Baimu Garden and Chenfang Garden, there live three famous Pandaren Jiuxian families. This is also the dojo of Yulong Tianzun, enshrining the most powerful lady in the demigod world of Azeroth.

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As long as Qinglong Temple issues a call, the overseas Linfeng Island can instantly recruit more than 300 cloud flying dragons to help in the battle. Therefore, the correct question is not whether Qinglong Temple can withstand it, but whether the invading demons can fight for me.

How much time.

Let me put it this way.

Unless Kil'jaeden comes in person, or the demons choose to launch a full-scale invasion here, the demon lords under his command have no chance of breaking through this temple in a short time."

The pirate raised his hands, calling for the power of evil. Amid the dark magic, he whispered:

"And I have always felt that the ten thousand years of sealing off the Misty Continent not only protected the pandas from the outside world, but also protected the inferior civilizations from the outside world from being invaded by the bad guys.

Don't be deceived by the naive appearance of the pandaren, my lady, they were a huge civilization on par with Azshara's elven empire more than 10,000 years ago.

Azshara, such a proud queen, would call Shaohao's father the emperor.

Now the Elf Empire has long been over, but the Pandaren civilization not only relied on itself to withstand the destruction of the Earthshaking, but also developed for ten thousand years without being affected by the outside world...

This civilization is indeed restrained, but how much potential for war will they unleash once they are not affected by the evil demon?

Do you dare to think about it?

Anyway, I don't dare.

Believe me, no king in the outside world would be willing to think about this problem."

"So, why did you come to Pandaria?"
To be continued...