An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing

Judge Lu came suddenly and left quite suddenly.

After handing everything into Zhang Ke's hands, he also took out a sword scabbard and helped him deal with the remaining sword energy in the netherworld.

After that, it rose into the sky and turned into a rainbow light and quickly disappeared in Zhang Ke's eyes.

Coming to Jingjue was a mission assigned to him by the emperor.

Now that the mission is completed, it's natural to leave early and go back.

Although, he also wanted to stay outside for a while.

But it's a pity that he wears many hats, and his absence from consciousness for such a short period of time has probably delayed a lot of official documents. The emperor is still waiting for him to return to deliver business.

No delay.

While watching this person leave, Zhang Ke turned to look inside the city, scanning the new monks and Taoists, and then turned to look at the five hundred Yin soldiers who stayed outside the city.

Although he knew that it was basically impossible for the underworld judge to bring him here personally.

But after looking carefully.

Zhang Ke was a little surprised.

It’s not bad, on the contrary, it’s great!

These Yin soldiers are all wearing armor and holding guns. They stand tall and straight. The armor and weapons on their bodies are wrapped in a layer of almost substantial evil spirit. Just standing there without moving, you can feel a ferocious breath blowing against your face. Come.

"Not bad, really good!" Zhang Ke nodded with satisfaction and asked, "Who is your leader?"

I saw.

A figure walked out from among the many Yin soldiers, clasped his fists and saluted him: "Subordinate Zhang San, the captain of this army, I have met you, sir!"

With Zhang San leaving,

The feeling of unity among these Yin soldiers instantly collapsed. Although one could still feel that they were an elite group at a glance, the feeling was no longer as indestructible as before.

At this time, he looked at Zhang San.

Compared with other Yin soldiers, Zhang San just has more complex patterns on his armor, and his evil aura is stronger.

But after seeing the changes just now, no one will probably think that he is just like what he looks like on the outside.

When gathered, the sky is full of stars; when scattered, it is just a pile of shit.

Although the reality is not so exaggerated, without the captain Zhang San, the decline in the Yin soldiers' combat effectiveness is visible to the naked eye.

Originally, Zhang Ke wanted to divide them into small teams and arrange them to patrol inside and outside the city to clean up the strange things that appeared in time.

But before, Judge Lu specifically reminded him of the difficulty of gathering this army, and later it had this special attribute.

He thought about it but it was still too low cost to let them do such rough work.

They are more suitable as sharp knives to deal with those difficult characters who sneak in to reduce Zhang Ke's burden. As for the rough work of patrolling, they are more suitable for the group of five rampant soldiers created by Lao Wang.

It would take more than ten days for the Five Rampant Soldiers to achieve initial results, but fortunately, he had cleaned up all the monsters and monsters in the entire Jingjie area, and under the chaotic battle situation on the border, the army's actions also It will crush monsters encountered on the road.

When there are not many outsiders, Zhang San can just run around with the Yin soldiers.

Having made up his mind, he handed over the task to Zhang San, and also gave him two panacea pills.

It was originally used as a consumable material for [Throwing Beans into Soldiers]. Unexpectedly, it has become more and more widely used and can be used as wages.

Of course, this premise is because the raw materials of this batch of elixirs are demon flesh and blood, and the essence of flesh and blood condensed into elixirs is also a rare treasure for the Yin soldiers. Otherwise, if vegetation, gold and stone are used as raw materials, it will be useless to them.

After receiving the panacea, one can clearly feel that the aura on Zhang San's body is no longer as sharp as before.

Ying Nuo's voice became firmer.

Zhang Ke smiled and said nothing. The gods are not without desires. They are no different from people when it comes to paying wages, especially for a good boss like Zhang Ke who will pay benefits on the first day of work. Why are you so embarrassed not to work hard?

Arranging the Yin soldiers to patrol, this time Zhang Ke can finally do his own thing with peace of mind.

deep underground,

Mountain God, City God, Water God.

Three divine seals of different colors were suspended in front of him. Under the guidance of divine thoughts, the three divine seals melted as they approached.

The Mountain God Seal turned into a rough and undulating Gobi Desert dotted with oases, while the water veins condensed into a group of dark clouds and started to rain in the sky.

Rainwater sneaks into the ground and gathers from all directions, forming an underground underground river below. Then it splits into countless small branches and stretches out in all directions. When the water is full, the remaining rainwater remains on the ground, forming a shallow river.

Finally, the miniature Jingjue ancient city rose up on the oasis and beside the river. As countless pieces of earth, wood, masonry and stone were put together, tens of thousands of little people quietly emerged in the city.

When all changes stopped, the originally huge terrain gradually shrank.

When it reached the size of a palm, countless rays of light rose from the ground and intertwined to form a sky.

Slowly falling from the sky

Finally, waiting for the shell to be formed and solidified, a [Seventh Grade] Earth God leaves the factory brand new.

After this masterpiece was completed, Zhang Ke melted the other two divine seals sent by Lu Pan and incorporated them into it.

As the miniature land expanded in the roar of the earthquake, the word "Seventh Grade" gradually became blurred, and then became "From Sixth Grade"

boom! ! !

The divine seal takes shape and feeds Zhang Ke.

Zhang Ke only felt that his brain was trembling and humming. The body was originally a condensed body of true spirit. Under the infusion of the energy of the mountains and rivers, bones were condensing deep in the body.

The bones are as crystal clear as jade.

Threads of flesh and blood and fascia grew out of nothingness, fitting onto the empty skeleton.

Almost at the same time, the changes that happened to him were also reflected in the outside world.

As a result, Jingjueren, who had only been tortured by the wind and sand, felt the pain of the earthquake for the first time.

The ground beneath my feet was trembling crazily, bricks and stones cracked, and pots and pans were scattered all over the floor.

Everything around him, including the rooms and the entire city, swayed slightly with the rhythm of the earth.

At this time, waves surged in every well in the city. The next moment, the water mixed with sediment broke through the constraints of gravity and rushed more than ten meters into the sky.

Muddy muddy water sprayed everywhere.

This apocalyptic scene caused a commotion in the city, and the soldiers who had just rested had to take to the streets. While persuading them, they semi-forcefully controlled the panicked elites.

Jingjue's reaction was timely enough, but the country next door was caught off guard, causing some chaos.

But fortunately, this earthquake came and went away quickly.

However, in just over ten seconds, the shaking gradually weakened. Later, when the surface gradually calmed down, the people in the two cities breathed a sigh of relief.

And shortly afterwards,

Some people discovered that the hot air seemed to have become warmer, and the well water in the city and the river water outside seemed to be clearer than before. There were many similar changes.

After trying to confirm these changes, the two cities began to prepare for sacrifices in full swing.

The incense curls up and sinks into Qingming.

Deep underground, Zhang Ke's whole body was spitting out inspiration crazily, and the invisible inspiration condensed into a colorful cloud and enveloped him.

The clouds and mist slowly disperse into the ground and underground water, improving the originally somewhat barren land.

"Huh!" Zhang Ke spit out a big mouthful of inspiration, which fell into the underground river in front of him, causing the small fish in the water to snatch it wildly.

"Although this is not the first time I have experienced it, the experience last time cannot be compared with now."

"If the territory is not too small and the successors are weak, we can directly shape the body in one go. A body that is the pure spirit of mountains and rivers. Gee, I can catch up with a lot of progress just by the foundation."

But unfortunately this is a copy, not reality.

And in reality, there are not enough landscape spirits to interact with him and help him reshape his body. But it can be regarded as accumulating experience.

Wait until you get the [Sixth Grade] god position,

With the help of the process of integrating the mountains, rivers and earth with the earth, he can reenact today. And because it is the land of birth, as the first god born, his achievements will be even higher than now.

Only when the divine body is born, and then paired with the true spirit, and the body and spirit become one, can we be on the right track.

On track

There is a long way to go!

Shaking his head, Zhang Ke put aside the disturbing thoughts in his mind. He decided to go to the new territory of Mumi first and think about which direction to go next later.

After all, his choice does not only involve himself.

The Emperor of Xiyue may also be paying attention to him secretly.

Even outside the border, after what happened, the evil gods on the Western Turkic land are probably very concerned about their actions.

The moon rises and sets,

As night falls.

The sacrificial rituals in the two cities of Jingjue and Mumi gradually began.

However, the news of Zhang Ke's appointment as Mumi City God has not yet reached Mumi City, so the sacrifices there are basically offerings to the local indigenous gods. Zhang Ke only glanced at it and lost interest.

On the contrary, it’s Jingjue City’s side,

With the assistance of the new monks and folk mages, the object of sacrifice was clear.

Moreover, although the temple has only chosen a foundation,

But with their decoration, it is no longer so empty.

The houses on both sides of the street were decorated with lights, and vendors and people crowded on both sides of the street, enjoying the lively atmosphere and looking around.

Until a team, beating gongs and drums, slowly walked from the end of the street.

The leader was carrying a shoulder cart, and in the shrine above was the statue of the god brought from the Tang Dynasty.

The people following behind were bare-chested, with either ferocious or majestic masks on their faces, and followed the team slowly forward with steady steps.

From those carrying shoulder carts to those wearing masks, the entire team was basically composed of practitioners. After they gathered together and carefully planned it, in the air not far from the ground, all kinds of anger converged and formed like an imperial envoy on a patrol. Like a shadow.

The group of people carried the statue and walked through the streets and alleys of the city, and the shadow followed them all the way.

As they moved forward, Zhang Ke saw that some of the originally dark and evil auras in the city were removed. Many people with sluggish fortunes suddenly became smoother after the team passed by. Those with average luck, or those with good luck, have a slight improvement.

The real god is still watching the fun, but the blessing has already been sent.

This scene fell into Zhang Ke's eyes and made him dumbfounded.

But after all, they had worked so hard to perform such a ritual of wandering gods, and he was quite happy to watch it. After thinking about it, Zhang Ke summoned the wind spirit and started to change the wind direction tonight in this hundred-mile land of Jingjue.

The breeze blew towards Jingjue City from all directions, carrying half of the total amount of inspiration he converted today.

The invisible night wind blew by, and everyone in the city felt that the air suddenly became sweeter, and the fatigue of the day was gone.

However, this gust of wind fell on the team of wandering gods, causing those practitioners' legs to weaken, and they almost dropped the shrine without lifting their shoulders.

"Hey, did the City God see it?"

Someone muttered softly, but then they felt the angry eyes beside them and shrank their heads and stopped talking.

This man was also very upset. He was also too surprised and couldn't control it for a moment.

There are ritual rules for rituals. Like what he was doing just now, that is, the person sitting in this shrine is a righteous god. If it had been anything else, his head would have been ripped off long ago.

Of course, being upright doesn't mean someone is easy to bully.

But if it is really offensive, it will be very scary. Just a shortcut in longevity is enough to make all practitioners tremble, not to mention that the person they are carrying is said to be not only the local city god, but also a part-time mountain god.

Thinking about it, I seem to be even more scared.

I just hope that Lord Cheng Huang will be more generous and not care about him!

The night is getting darker, and the game is coming to an end.

After returning the statue to its original position, the practitioners breathed a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, a group of people gathered together:

stare.

stare.

stare.

A pair of eyes focused on the mage who spoke in the middle. Although he didn't say a word, the stern eyes kept torturing him, making him full of pressure.

"I understand everyone, today is my fault. If the City God pursues the case, all the responsibilities will be mine. If nothing happens, I will leave the city as soon as possible and go to other places so as not to cause any trouble to you."

When he finished saying this, most people turned and left.

The inspiration that filled the city tonight was no worse than that in the Tang Dynasty, and it was still by the standards of famous mountains and rivers.

No one knows how many days these spiritual functions can exist. If you don’t practice them as soon as possible, what’s the point?

As for this guy, if he leaves quickly, he will be lucky. If he refuses to leave, there will be plenty of time to take care of him after the inspiration dissipates.

The few remaining mages from the same hometown as him just patted him on the shoulder, said a few perfunctory words of comfort, and then turned and left.

Watching everyone leave, Li Si sighed softly.

This is already the best result,

After all, his previous reckless behavior directly implicated everyone. In the book, he is a clown who took the initiative to commit suicide and caused the destruction of the group.

Now, it's just being squeezed out and driven away.

Maybe it was because of the city god's face that everyone gave him dignity.

But without the support and help from his fellow villagers, he was alone. He really had no idea where to go next.

I'm saving my manuscript, and it will explode in two days.