Chapter 122 Frog and Toad, the Kingdom of Xiaoxiang

Author: Tai Jian

Chapter 122 Frog and Toad, the Kingdom of Xiaoxiang

One hundred and thirty-six years is not a long time.

By that time, he would only be over 800 years old, and his life span would be barely over half.

After entering a new realm, your life span will be increased by three hundred years, and your life span will be even greater by then.

Therefore, Tang Ping didn't care about life expectancy at all.

You can see the road ahead at a glance, you just have to wait for the time, and don't worry about anything else.

Tang Ping practiced for some more time.

Everything in the world is as usual, Xi Jian Shan gradually surpassed Mei Shan and became the most famous sect in the nearby area.

The cultivation system of Xijian Mountain is single, and the only way is sword refining, which can cultivate a large number of talents. In addition, the sword raising pool can preserve the divine swords of the previous generation, so that the number of masters can be accumulated.

After generations of accumulation, many backbones have emerged.

Among them, the three leaders of the mountain were Li Yuan, Wu Zixu, and Wei Hu (pseudonym Xiong Hu).

The swordsmen of Xijian Mountain shine brilliantly on the battlefield and are known for their fierceness and decisiveness in killing.

He does not take food and drink food, does not refine elixirs to maintain health, and specializes in killing and killing.

Bang!

In the mountain forest, Li Yuan controlled three divine swords and cut off the wings of a variegated feathered man with one sword.

While his body was falling, Li Yuanqi stepped forward.

"With such a powerful way of killing with swords, are you a descendant of Chi You?"

Yuren said in shock.

In their impression, only Chi You could be compared with the person in front of them.

Li Yuan sneered and cut off the feathered man's head with his sword.

After Li Yuan defeated the enemy, the Qi people arrived belatedly.

The leading general, whose face was as bright as jade, said with some regret: "Friend, you are so wasteful. These people are so good to use as sacrifices. Why kill them?"

This is the general of Qi State.

Qi is a tree plus a qi, which means good at magical powers of wood. There is also a relatively powerful place in this country. There is a kind of Qi tree in the country. A kind of red fruit grows on the tree. Taking this fruit can strengthen the body. The body, clearing the liver and improving eyesight.

In addition, the planting range is extremely wide, and almost every cultivator can eat these things, resulting in many powerful people in this country.

However, one of their shortcomings is that they are too superstitious and overly believe in the induction of heaven and humans. They have to worship the gods for all big and small things to drive away evil spirits and avoid disasters.

"Haha, the general is late, let's do it next time." Li Yuan said politely.

He did not have close friendship with the people of Qi State, or it could be said that this was the case for both Chu State and Qi State.

The sacrificial systems are different, and the gods worshiped are also different. Naturally, there are great differences between the two sides.

The main reason why we didn't break up was because we currently have common interests.

The battle lines are being spread out, and soldiers and horses from all walks of life are advancing.

Occupying a country and destroying it are not as simple as imagined.

Even if a big country fights a small country, it still requires a lot of energy.

In addition, most of the territories in this world are relatively large, and the battle lines extend for more than ten thousand miles, requiring countless soldiers and horses. If one city is defeated and digested, it will take a long time.

All in all, this was a protracted war, and the Chu State also had plans to train its troops, so it continued like this.

Near Qunyu Mountain.

The number of county seats increased to twenty-two.

There are a total of five Tinghou (except Xiangshui) who rule this land.

Yin soil is expanding faster and faster, and its scope is getting wider and wider.

Tang Ping was about to consider whether to divide the county into a city, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do it.

There is no need for a county town for the time being, and there is no position similar to a county town god to command the underworld below. If yin and yang cannot be linked, the system is meaningless.

Tang Ping inspected the mountains and forests as usual.

There wasn't much to see, it was just to see what had happened in this place so far away from me, and how many familiar faces had disappeared.

That's all.

The stone man on the mountain is still sleeping, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon for who knows how many years, and it is estimated that he will be resurrected for who knows how many years.

Looking at the pond on the other side, a frog stands on a stone and worships the moon in the sky, absorbing the essence of the lunar moon.

The sapphire-like body surface is covered with a layer of gray rock, and the entire body seems to be petrified.

Another old comrade fell asleep.

"Calculate the time, how long will it take?"

He met Xiaoqing when he was about ten years old. The two of them were penniless at the time. Tang Ping boasted that he would be appointed as the chief of the tomb gate pavilion. After careful calculation, it was all seven hundred years ago.

"Frogs and toads belong to the same family. The underground master's eyes can see signs of life. It should be molting, not death."

Tang Ping thought this way, just like the nature of stone life like the Stone Man, there may be no concept of death. Only continuous reincarnation and rebirth is the true meaning of life.

"Master, Yuan Chi wants to see you."

"Let him come over." Tang Ping also wanted to see this person.

Soon, a gentle man with red hair came up the mountain.

"Marquis Shen, we have captured Yongcheng and Yuecheng of Jing Kingdom. We have opened up some land in the south, which we call Xiangcheng. There are many local tribes in these three cities who are good at witchcraft and worship the god of Xiang River.

, it doesn’t seem to be easy for us to deal with.”

"What's your opinion?" Tang Ping asked.

"Kill some hard-liners and force them to integrate into our country and slowly assimilate from generation to generation."

The gods worshiped by both sides are different.

People believe in the goddess of Xiangshui. Where can they find the goddess of Xiangshui?

Judging from the situation of their tribe, it is estimated that the Xiangshui goddess is also indifferent to them, otherwise she would not be like this.

Whether or not there is a goddess of Xiangshui is another matter.

"This will consume a lot of resources. Let's do this. I have a plan..."

Tang Ping asked Yuan Chi to come over and listen. When Yuan Chi heard this, his eyes were filled with wonder and admiration. He didn't expect that there was such a relationship.

"Okay! Disciple will definitely handle this matter properly!"

Yuan Chi got up with some excitement, said goodbye to Tang Ping, and immediately flew down the mountain to prepare to deal with these difficult tribes.

If it is not solved well, it will become a difficult tribe just like before. Until they capture this place, the Jing Kingdom still cannot solve these mountain people.

The reason why Qi State gave up its territory to them so easily was probably because they saw this.

The beginning of the month.

Lower tributary of Xiangshui River.

As night falls, the mountains and forests are filled with the chirping of insects, and the forest fog is thick at night, making it difficult to distinguish reality from reality.

Groups of figures walked out of the mountains and forests. They were clad in gold and silver. The men were brave and fierce, while the women were beautiful and seductive. They didn't look like barbarians from the mountains.

Their language is ancient and complex, and their intonations sound like ancient ballads.

Many people wearing the same clothes as them but with different patterns appeared scattered in the mountains and forests.

"King, the masters of the seventy-two caves have come together with a total of 32,000 personal guards. What are your orders?"

Several old people came to a big banyan tree. Under the banyan tree lay a white tiger, with its body leaning against a man.

The man is tall and handsome, and the paint on his face makes him look exotic.

This person's name is Wu Ji, the chief cave master of the seventy-two cave masters, and millions of people in the clan obey his orders.

"Wait a little longer, maybe the God of Xiangshui will appear?" Wu Ji said with a smile.

The old man couldn't help but said: "King, don't be deceived by the Chu people. These people don't tell the truth. I have only heard of the god of Xiangshui in legends. What do the Chu people know about the god of Xiangshui?"

"Are you questioning me?"

"No, I am not alone. All the leaders of the seventy-two caves have criticized it."

"Come on, let them tell you in person."

Wu Ji swept over, and everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to respond.

Wu Ji's prestige was still there, and just one look in his eyes convinced everyone.
To be continued...