"Patriarch, everyone is well. Ww W. "BiQuGe.CN" Qi Lin walked out of the ancestral hall, refreshed and refreshed.

Shang Qi and others with profound realms can easily feel that his Qi has advanced to another level. In the first level of the monk's "Qi Training Ninth Level", it is not difficult to open the Tiangang Veins. Pixiu

There are warriors in the tribe who are younger than Qi Lin and have entered the sixth level of Qi training, but no one has ever given Shang Qi such a strange feeling.

Qi Lin's sixth level realm is unparalleledly profound and full of true energy, even more unfathomable than the ninth level.

"Shang Xuan, how are you doing with your cultivation?" Shang Qi came back to his senses and asked with a smile.

"This disciple has benefited a lot. I am grateful to Shang Xuan for being favored by the tribe." Qi Lin thanked him from the bottom of his heart. The black and white of the Pixiu Banner not only improved the Nine Yin and Nine Yang, but also helped him master the black and white of the Liangyi Seal.

Based on the thorough understanding, it doesn’t take much time to practice the three yin and three yang.

"Yes." Shang Qi nodded, with a solemn expression, and said no more: "This time you go to Chaoge, don't delay the time, Shang Yangjun and Shang Meng will protect you, and the clan has prepared three bronze horses for the three of you.

War horses." He waved his hand, and a clan leader came over with three war horses.

These three war horses look exactly the same as when Qi Lin was resurrected. Their whole bodies look like bronze, and they make a clanging metal sound when they step on the ground. They don't look like strange beasts at all, they look like puppets made of bronze. However, the bronze war horses are genuine.

A strange beast, a specialty of the wild beasts. Their skin is like copper skin, which can withstand the slashing of weapons, the invasion of water and fire, and they can run like wind and walk on flat ground. They are very famous in the Western Continent of the Wilderness and are sold as far as the Middle Earth.

"Xuan'er, this is your first time riding a bronze war horse. Be careful and don't use too much force to anger the war horse." Shang Qi kindly reminded you.

Qi Lin got on the bronze war horse. The war horse's skin was bronze but very soft. There was no discomfort when sitting on it, but it was a little uncomfortable without stirrups. Fortunately, the monk's own cultivation was different from ordinary people, so it was not difficult to maintain the center of gravity without stirrups.

In the past, archaeologists had to travel through mountains and rivers, and Qi Lin had ridden horses, camels, and elephants. But this was the first time he rode this weird bronze war horse from the ancient times.

The bronze war horse struggled for a few times to get rid of Qi Lin. Qi Lin had a contract with the name of the god. With the intimidation of the Great Sage Qi Tian, ​​he easily controlled the violent temper of the bronze war horse. Within a moment, the bronze war horse became very fierce.

docile.

Seeing that Shang Xuan had tamed the bronze war horse so quickly, Shang Qi and others were surprised. They thought that it had taken Shang Yangjun, the first genius of the tribe, to tame the bronze war horse for half a day.

"I am convinced that I lost." Shang Meng felt ashamed.

"Chief, we are going."

"King Zhou has an order, and we cannot follow it. Be careful along the way, go to Chaoge, and don't lose the face of our Pixiu tribe." Shang Qi warned.

"Follow the teachings carefully."

"Mr. Yang, you should also take good care of yourself." Shangqi said again.

"My daughter knows."

With a sound of galloping, three bronze war horses carried the three of them and rushed towards the forest outside the tribe. The horses' hooves trampled on the floor and made a sound like thunder.

"It's great to be able to escape from the wild beasts."

"I heard that Chaoge, the capital of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, is a city with copper walls and iron walls. It is majestic and majestic and can frighten ferocious beasts from millions of miles away. I really want to see it."

"Without the king's order, we cannot go out into the wilderness at will. Besides, there are many Jindan monks in Chaoge, and it is too dangerous outside."

Everyone was talking a lot. Looking at the young and girl riding a horse, they felt envious, happy and comfortable.

…

The Savage Wilderness of Ten Thousand Beasts is the largest wild land in the Western Continent. It is rumored to be trillions of miles away. Even the monks of Jindan Bagua cannot fly across it on a thousand-mile wind and fire wheel. There are rumors in the depths of the wilderness that there are records in ancient divine books. The wild beasts and mythical beasts are extremely dangerous, and through the wild beasts you can reach the border of the Kingdom of Middle-earth.

The Pixiu tribe belongs to the most fringe area of ​​the wild beasts and is far from entering the wilderness. However, it still takes fifteen days to reach Chaoge, the capital of the Yin and Shang Kingdom, through the many wild forests.

Qi Lin, Shang Yangjun and Shang Meng rode their bronze horses all the way east, not daring to show any signs of neglect.

Even so, it took two days to cross the territory of the Pixiu tribe.

Five days later.

Qi Lin and the other three entered Mount Wei.

The mountain shape of Mount Wei is tall and straight, and the mountain is majestic. It has ghost ridges and monster pine trees on it. The scenery is very strange. It is like a winding thin line. The bronze war horse walked forward along the mountain, checking the terrain in front of it as it walked. The horse's hooves stepped on the rugged road in the mountain, making a crashing sound that was very clear and echoed in the mountain.

As the terrain became very tortuous and dangerous, the bronze war horse had to be careful and move forward step by step.

"Shang Xuan, do you know why this Mount Wei is called Mount Mount Wei?" Shang Meng sat on his horse and asked, probably not liking the dull atmosphere.

Qi Lin was slowly comprehending the Nine Yins and Nine Yangs. When he heard his question, he glanced at it: "Why?"

"It is said that in the ancient war, a prince from an ancient country was defeated and led thousands of his family members to flee to this mountain. Later, when he was surrounded and despaired, he dug a big tomb for himself and buried thousands of maids alive with him. From then on, night after night , you can hear the cries of female ghosts, which are very infiltrating. The tribe also heard that someone saw thousands of maids walking into the mountains crying, like ghosts. From then on, they couldn't get sick and died seven days later."

Shang Meng's words were hesitant and deliberately used a creepy tone. He said to Qi Lin, but his eyes were secretly looking at the girl beside him.

Qi Lin rolled his eyes at him: They are all cultivators, and they are still afraid of ghosts.

"I have experienced in Mount Wei, and I haven't seen any strange scenes. As for the ghost girl crying, I have never seen it. If it is true, I would like to see it." Shang Yangjun was indifferent.

The frustrated Shang Meng smiled and said, "I really didn't lie, so the word "Shame on the Mountain" means "women and ghosts."

Suddenly, a dark wind blew by, causing goosebumps all over the body, as if someone was blowing on the skin, and the chill was overwhelming. Qi Lin, Shang Meng and Shang Yangjun all felt strange, and they alerted the surroundings and followed closely. , a strong wind blew, and a crying sound was heard in the wind.

This voice seemed to come from the Netherworld of the Underworld, full of despair and sadness.

Shang Meng, a big man with a strong back and a strong back, was unexpectedly timid. He turned pale with fear and stared.

"Who! Pretending to be a ghost!!"

"This is just a mountain breeze, Shang Meng, don't make a fuss." Shang Yangjun frowned and glanced at Shang Xuan.

Qi Lin put away his thoughts from deep thought, and felt the cold touch of the cold wind on his skin. Qi Lin stretched out his hand and made a quiet gesture. The cold wind blew, the woods made a sound, the sky suddenly became gloomy, and the surrounding area suddenly darkened. .

The crying sound became more and more harsh, as if it was right next to my ears.

Qi Lin fixed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and Nether pointed towards it. With a crash, the leaves scattered, and a huge object fell from the tree. The face of this beast was like a ghost, with a ferocious face and a bright red nose. Compared with the surroundings The dark color makes this bright color stand out even more. There are deep vertical lines on both sides of the nose, a goatee on the chin, and protruding fangs.

It was hit by Qi Lin's Nether Finger but did not die. Instead, it struggled painfully on the ground, and the sound it screamed was similar to the ghost cry heard in the dark wind.

"It's a mandrill!!" Shang Yangjun's eyes narrowed.

The mandrill bounced on the ground, jumped up to a tree, and screamed on the trunk. Immediately afterwards, the ghost cries were dense and dense, surrounding the entire mountain. Looking around, there was a tidal mandrill in the endless woods. Rush towards them.

"Let's run away quickly, mandrills are ferocious beasts that live in groups, we can't get entangled with them." Shang Yangjun immediately ordered.

The three people used their legs hard and hit the horse's belly. The bronze war horse also felt the terror of the mandrill and ran forward crazily.

On a hilltop of Mount Wei, there was a group of people wearing strange clothes and wearing mandrill masks, looking at the direction in which Qi Lin and the others were escaping. "Haha, so what if you are tribal geniuses? If you are not running for your life in embarrassment, you three will die here. The Pixiu tribe will also perish because of you." A young man took off his mandrill mask and sneered, it was Shang Ci.

"Chief, I'm not lying to you. These three are the guardians of the flags and will definitely pass by this place." Shang Ci said to the man next to him in a flattering manner.

The strong man wore the terrifying mask of the Mandrill Monkey King, with eyes like those of an animal. He ignored Shang Ci's flattery and waved a flag in his hand. Several men dressed similarly to him in the mountains made strange noises and became more and more excited. More and more mandrills poured down from Mount Wei.

A woman in a gorgeous red dress and armor walked over. The woman's armor was shining. Every step she took on the ground made the rocks seem to melt.

Shang Ci remained silent, with a little fear in his eyes. From the woman's body, he felt an unusual power. This power was ancient and powerful, and it was the power of the god-named star general.

The strong man immediately lowered his head respectfully and said in an awe-inspiring tone: "Sir, the Pixiu flag you want has been found. When the mandrills surround them, the Pixiu flag will be at your fingertips."

"Good job." The woman said with satisfaction.

"At that time, I would like to ask you, sir, to say a few words of praise to Zulong on behalf of the Mandrill Tribe. The Mandrill Tribe is willing to serve the First Emperor." The man knelt down.

"I will never forget your contribution. Don't let them escape now." The woman was very cold.

"As commanded."

The man stood up, blew a whistle, and waved flags. There were people from the Mandrill tribe waving flags everywhere on the mountain. Then their figures flashed and disappeared among the monkeys.

The woman in red skirt and armor looked away, saw Shang Ci, and asked expressionlessly: "As a disciple of the Pixiu tribe, why did you betray the tribe? Don't you know that if the Pixiu flag is taken away, the entire tribe will be executed by King Zhou? Kill?"

Shang Ci knelt down, not daring to look at the woman's blood-red eyes.

"The leader of the Pixiu tribe is begging for dictatorship, and it is not a pity to die. My father and I joined the Mandrill tribe, and we are not willing to live in the Pixiu tribe. We only beg you to keep that girl as your wife and concubine."

"So it's because of women. Is it because I have no ability that I want to help them?" The woman's tone was full of contempt. She wanted to kill the man who was cowardly and seeking glory. She wanted to kill him with a sword.

"I have heard about the great name of Zulong, the Lord of the Ninth Five Years, and I am willing to abandon the dark side and join the bright side to follow him." Shang Ci's expression changed and he hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

"I won't be as despicable as you and break your promise. After the deal is done, the woman will stay with you. Whether you can conquer her depends on your ability." The woman dismissed her.

Shang Ci knelt down and knelt down in obeisance, with an extremely lewd smile: "Thank you, sir, for the reward."
Chapter completed!