40,000 Years of Cultivation

Several large boxes of spars, magic weapons and magic weapons are piled together, like a shining treasure mountain, under the shining of the torch of the size of the arm, it shows more and more the dazzling brilliance of thorns.

It is a huge mountain, and the two hundred Wuman monks are evenly divided. If you can win a few games in the Yum Challenge, there will be even more generous rewards!

Li Yao had already heard many Wuman monks, drooling.

Although they are good at tricking snakes and ghosts, spitting smoke, and dominating the poor mountains and rivers, these gorgeous treasures and pure spars from the celestial kingdoms, let alone have never seen them, have not even heard of them.

Li Yao watched coldly. Even the two old fried dough sticks, Meng Duo and the ancient priest, inevitably turned their eyes around and breathed quickly, and red lines climbed from the neck to the base of the ears, obviously shaking their minds by Caibo.

If it weren’t for Baoshan, there was a solemn expression, the spirit-filled Black Tiger Iron Guard was guarding with a knife, and the golden core female sword Xiu Linglan looked at them coldly from behind, Li Yao estimated that many witch monks would directly attack. Go up.

At the moment, all the Wuman monks are brave, and everyone is in the lead. They slapped their chests. The giant scorpions, poisonous snakes and all kinds of exotic animals are spreading their teeth and claws, and the howling of ghosts and wolves resounds through the sky. The military account can be heard.

Many witch-man monks are vying for the first time, and they want to join the ranks of the two hundred warriors at this moment.

However, Ling Shoujing laughed loudly and signaled everyone to stay calm and rest assured: "The envoy has just arrived and has not learned the methods used by the heroes of the Southwest. At this moment, no matter who you choose, it will be unfair to everyone!"

"From tomorrow, there are still three days left. We will be in the army to compare and compare. Everyone releases methods under the eyes of everyone. Everyone shows their magical powers. There is nothing to say who will go on and off. Everyone thinks, is it right?"

"Come, let’s not talk about swordsmen today, just drink alcohol, and get the ‘Ling Xiao Drunk’ that we have brought from far away from God. This is the gift of the emperor, the court’s grace, everyone is not drunk and has no return!

Amidst heavy shouts, many black tiger warriors carried out barrels of fragrant wine.

Poured in the unique ox horn wine bottle in Wunan, it is as thick as honey.

Especially when a barrel of wine is about to be poured, the last strand hangs on the wall, the lotus root is broken and endless, as if it will never be poured, so many barbarians' eyes are about to pop out of their eye sockets, and they jump into the wine bottle to take a good bath. Up.

Everyone yelled and drank and drunk like a giant whale sucking water.

Suddenly he was drunk as mud, and there was a snoring sound.

Li Yao also swallowed "Ling Xiao Drunk".

A faint warning sign in the depths of his brain made him analyze the composition of the wine carefully.

"Sure enough, there is a strong anesthetic ingredient in the wine, otherwise these witch monks would not be drunk so quickly."

"However, although the anesthesia effect is violent, it is quite mild in nature and will not cause any harm to the human body. You can wake up tomorrow morning."

"It's not easy for Ling Shoujing to recruit Ling Shoujing from the Wunan Fifth Road!"

Li Yao didn't perceive any malice from Ling Shoujing.

What's more, these witchman monks are on the side of the imperial court, unless Ling Shoujing wants to resign to the Guiqin camp, otherwise it is impossible to disadvantage these witchman monks anyway!

Li Yao simply pretended to be drunk, slumped to the ground like a puddle of mud, and watched Ling Shoujing's actions coldly.

The banquet lasted a full two or three hours, and there was no intention to stop.

Li Yao noticed that when a large number of witchman monks were drunk, many ordinary witchman soldiers from Huo Wuji came in to replace these witchman monks and continued to drink and have fun, making loud noises.

And many witch-man monks including him were carried by Xuanhu Iron Guard to the depths of the barracks, in a large leather tent that looked ordinary.

Someone opened his mouth and fed him some fishy, ​​sour, hot liquid that was hard to swallow.

Li Yao used the root of his tongue to absorb trace components. After careful analysis, he found that it is a drug that stimulates nerve excitability and makes people wake up from anesthesia.

Right now, he coughed vigorously a few times, "waking up", and looked around very confused.

The atmosphere of the banquet of binge drinking and drunkenness disappeared. It was an ice-cold tent full of **** taste.

Even the torches burning around the big tent exudes a cold blue light.

Wherever the blue light went, everyone's faces turned blue and white like dead bodies.

Just now, she was still amiable, and even a little ridiculous Ling Shoujing, but now she is wearing a red tiger swallowing gold armor, two octagonal mace crossed behind her, the horse golden sword is sitting in the middle of the military tent, expressionless, like iron cast copper Pouring, staring at them coldly.

Surrounded by twenty or thirty Black Tiger Iron Guards who looked like wolves and tigers, all of them were pioneers, team leaders and other cultivators in the army.

They did not hide their aura in the slightest, the aura was agitated, and filled a thick cowhide military tent like a balloon.

Li Yao turned his head and looked around him. There were sixty or seventy Wuman monks who also woke up from the hangover with a bewildered face. They blinked ignorantly and didn't understand what was going on.

Some witch-man cultivators with a little agile mind thought that Master Wang would do something to them, "Ah", but they didn't know what to do, they trembled with fright.

Although the number of them is large, they are gathered from various villages and dongs. They can't talk about how close they are to each other. Many people have even had small conflicts. They are purely mobs, and naturally it is impossible to unite like the king.

"You guys, Shaoan, don't worry, this envoy is not malicious, but there are so many eyes and ears outside, so I have to use this method to invite everyone to come and tell!"

The tone of Ling Shoujing's speech was completely different from that at the banquet just now. It was filled with the solemnity and toughness of a scraping steel knife. It was even more murderous than the demeanor in the day.

He coughed slightly, and several Black Tiger Iron Guards lifted the "Baoshan" that had just been piled up outside to the military tent again.

At this moment, those magic weapons, spars and weapons are all mixed together, making people more and more dazzling and dizzying.

"Now, there are a total of 68 Wunan heroes in the envoy's big account. All these treasures will be shared by you!"

When Ling Shoujing said these words, it was truly shocking, causing all the confused Wuman monks to jump three feet high.

Everyone couldn't believe their ears, and their tongues were about to droop out with greed.

Didn’t I just say that it takes three days to compare and compare, and only the strongest will be eligible to get 2% of these treasures?

Although these witch-man monks have never studied modern mathematics, they also know that compared to a Baoshan with sixty-eight people and a Baoshan with two hundred people, everyone has a lot more money!

Only a move in Li Yao's heart, faintly understood Ling Shoujing's plan, could not help but applaud the ingenuity and determination of the envoy.

The sixty-seven witch-man monks around Li Yao were not the most experienced and strongest, but the most silly and silly, and most loyal to the court from the remote villages where news was the most blocked.

Including those monks who rushed out and fought on the opposite side during the day, no matter how they performed at the time, even if they were defeated, they were all summoned here.

On the contrary, even the witch-man monks who are recognized for their outstanding strength and long-standing fame, as long as they are the kind of two-sided, three-sided, swaying stand, and making up their minds are just waving the flag and shouting, such as "Mengduo" and "Ancient priest" and the like, none of them appear!

In this way, what did Ling Shoujing want to do, isn't it about to come out?

Xuanhu Iron Guard moved extremely fast, dividing the spar, magic weapon, and weapon into two hundred points.

Afterwards, they took out more than a dozen large brass-wrapped boxes and smashed them open one after another.

In the first box, there are gleaming war swords and flying swords. The swords are covered with spiritual patterns and overflowing with aura. When they are still in the box, they make waves of dragons and tigers, making many monks unable to resist retreating. Half a step.

These swords are more advanced than the magic weapon that was taken out in public just now!

The second box is thinly wrapped with straw, cotton wool and silk, fist-sized iron knots, and the surface is also covered with mysterious and complicated spiritual patterns. All the spiritual patterns are intertwined and condensed into "Taiwan". "Yi Zhu Xin Lei" five characters.

In the next few boxes, there are exquisitely crafted spirit armor with talisman embedded in it, and night cloak that hides the aura and hides it.

In the last box, there are full of dangdang, golden scrolls.

Several Black Tiger Iron Guards unfolded the scrolls, allowing many Wuman monks to watch them one by one.

Many Wuman monks were illiterate, and they knew that it was a document awarded by the Dagan Dynasty to the official position after listening to the explanation.

What was written on the scroll was all important posts on Wunan 5th Road, and there was a big seal of Wunan 5th Road Recruitment System underneath, but the name column was vacant and not filled in.

"War knife and flying sword are of different standards. You can choose your favorite weapon. Taiyi Zhuxin Thunder has four per person, Qingyun Lingjia per person, and Night Traveling Shadowless Clothes per person. As for this The name on the document..."

Ling Shoujing smiled, but a strong murderous intent appeared in his smile: "Then it depends on your performance later!"

Many Wuman monks looked at each other.

The atmosphere is so weird and the rewards are so rich that even the dullest mountain savages can feel it's wrong.

A fat-eared witchman monk had the courage, and asked tremblingly: "Dare to ask the envoy, later...what's the performance?"

Ling Shoujing sneered and said every word: "After an hour, before dawn, we will raid the opposite army tent and kill Huo Wugui and the Ghost Qin people! During the fierce battle during the day, everyone performed quite well. , Showing the loyalty to the court, I am quite satisfied!"

"You are the real heroes of Wu Nan, what else are you going to test?"

"Before this night attack, I have prepared such sophisticated equipment for you. It must be even more powerful. I hope you will continue to perform well. Don't let me, let the court, let the emperor down!"