Cultivation Of Immortals Begins With A Funeral Scripture

"The battlefield of beasts? What is that!"

Ye Congwen asked with a frown.

"This question is difficult for me." Ye Wudi also frowned, unable to grasp the clue for a moment, not knowing where to start. He picked up a bamboo chair and walked outside.

"Come outside with Grandpa, and I'll tell you slowly."

It must be a long, long story for Ye Congwen to see the old patriarch so solemnly. He quickly chose a stool and followed him out.

The sun rises in the east, and the sunlight falls on the golden leaves to reflect each other, dyeing the mountain like two golden dragons, winding and circling, shining brilliantly.

Ye Wudi stared blankly at the boundless, seemingly endless mountains, and asked curiously:

"Xiao Congwen, do you think this mountain range has an end? Where does it end, and what is hidden inside?"

Ye Congwen looked hard, only to see a mist in the distance, even the mountain peaks seemed to disappear in the mist, where else could be seen. Shaking his head means he doesn't know.

"The land under our feet is called the Pangu Continent. It has a vast territory. It is said to be hundreds of thousands of miles long from east to west, and even wider from north to south. We mortals may never reach the end in our lifetime.

Nanman, Beidi, Xiwu, and Dongxia. Our iron tower village is just a small village of the Great Xia Dynasty, and there are towns, counties, prefectures and counties on it, with a population of more than billions!

You see, under the unreachable mist, there may be peerless Magical Beasts hidden. You may not see it, but it doesn’t mean it can’t see you. It’s just that we are too weak, just like elephants don’t care about their feet Like the ants.

The creek under our feet seems calm and clear, but once it flows into the deep lake, the lake is wider than our Daxia land, who knows how many different scales will appear in it?

There is also this impenetrable sky, above the Nine Heavens the demon birds live, and the divine birds build their nests. Legend has it that the demon birds spread their wings Shrouding the Heavens to block out the sun. Although I have never seen it in my life, it has been passed down from generation to generation. According to.

According to the ancient books of the ancestors, it took so many years for the four countries to join forces to barely block the invasion of the Magical Beasts, and this was when the three races attacked and fought each other.

You can imagine how powerful the three major innate protoss, Magical Beasts and different-scale monster birds, are. "

Southern Barbarian and Northern Di Xiwu, Magical Beasts with different scales? Ye Congwen has never been mentioned or seen in books?

"What does this have to do with the battlefield of beasts?"

"A simple analogy: the Great Xia Dynasty was surrounded by the Southern Barbarians and the Northern Dixiwu, but these four countries overlapped with the habitats of the Magical Beasts, just like the mountains in front of us, the rivers under our feet, and the sky above our heads All are minions, tentacles and media of the three Innate protoss.

Mountains and old forests cover your eyes, and Magical Beasts appear where you can't see; there are strange scales swimming at the bottom of the deep green lakes; the endless sky is covered by monster birds Shrouding the Heavens from time to time.

It’s just that this kind of scene appears in an inaccessible place, so you and I have never seen it, but you must know that we humans cannot do without water, hunting cannot do without mountains, and we cannot set up nets in the air.

The three great protoss stalks and stalks, disappears and appears, often comes and goes without a trace, and is cruel by nature, slaughtering villages and cities at every turn, and fleeing thousands of miles away in a single blow.

At the speed of human beings, it is simply impossible to catch up. What should I do? Only take the initiative to fortify, set the battlefield on the border, place it in the hiding place of the gods, gather the most powerful warriors of mankind, and ignite the flames of war in desolate places, so as to protect ordinary people who have no power to fight back.

These powerful warriors are called demon hunters. The place where the battle takes place, because our state capital is next to the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range, has been called the Hundred Beasts Battlefield since ancient times. "

"So that's how it is!" After hearing the old patriarch's description, Ye Congwen suddenly realized that such an unheard of thing was involved, so he had to move a stool and talk slowly.

"Since the beginning of the world, this world has been ruled by three categories of gods:

The water is controlled by the alien scales, the overlord of the land is the Magical Beasts, and the sky is the territory of the monster birds. However, these three places are interdependent, they are the outside and the inside of each other, and the teeth are intertwined, making it difficult to distinguish between you and me.

In order to compete for territory, the three major protoss fight all the year round, providing us humans with the opportunity to reproduce. Compared with the three major protoss, which often takes hundreds of years and thousands of years to reproduce as adults, we humans are much more powerful. Before and after the divine bird hatched a young child It takes one or two hundred years, and we human beings have already lived under the same roof for five generations.

With our strong fertility, we humans have finally gained a firm foothold. However, no matter how many ants there are, the elephant will not take it seriously, and will beat you back to its original shape with a few kicks.

It reproduces and expands like this, expands and reproduces, and once it invades the core territory of the Protoss, it will be beaten back to its original shape by them. In this way, human beings have survived a long time.

After countless times of expansion and destruction, human beings finally realized that only by uniting and fighting the enemy together can they survive in this war.

Finally one day, the big clan united with the small clan, the small country was merged into the big country, and the labor was divided into different categories. The most powerful people were selected to form a guard team to deal with the gods and protect the safety of the human race. That is, the current demon hunters, demon exorcists, and scale controllers. . "

"Where do you get such a variety of names? It sounds like a big head!"

There were too many nouns at the moment, and Ye Congwen complained dissatisfiedly as if falling into a cloud.

"It doesn't matter what you call it, anyway, they are all professionals who deal with the three major protoss. This is a family secret that our ancestors have passed down from generation to generation. Only the patriarch has the right to know. Telling you is already beyond the rules, aren't you satisfied? ?”

Ye Wudi cursed a little depressingly, could it be that my eloquence is too poor, and the language organization is chaotic, which makes Xiao Congwen unable to understand?

Thinking about this, I suddenly felt that it would damage the image of the first cultural person in Iron Tower Village, and said with a long face:

"That's why we don't tell ordinary people the truth! Firstly, I'm afraid that they might be frightened and miss the business, which will affect the normal order of life. Secondly, even you who have been in school for seven or eight years can't understand. Tell ordinary people who can't read?"

"That's right! Telling ordinary people will only add to the riots. To deal with this kind of Magical Beasts, ten thousand farmers are not as effective as a single demon hunter."

The man in white from yesterday appeared in Ye Congwen's mind, he was so powerful that he was in a mess!

"Grandpa patriarch, do you know what magical arts the demon hunters have learned and how they are so powerful?"

"After a long time, it turns out that you are thinking about other people's magical arts!" Ye Wudi smiled suddenly.

"This grandpa is powerless. If grandpa knows one or two kinds of magical arts, we don't have to stay in this corner of the mountain. With our tall and strong bodies, if we learn those magical arts again, we will not dare to become kings and princes." Think about it, but hereditary one or two small county government is definitely not a problem."

"Conferred kings and marquises, hereditary county government?"

Ye Congwen was confused by what the old patriarch said. What does it mean?

"Wars kill people, if there is no compensation and rewards, who will be motivated after a long time?

To mobilize everyone's enthusiasm, a clear reward system is naturally needed. It just so happens that our Great Xia Dynasty has a vast territory and plenty of land. As long as the military achievements are outstanding, it happens from time to time to award a town and half a county.

If you think about it, if the 10,000 mu of fertile land in the southern suburbs of the county belonged to Tieta Village, collecting rent every year would be enough for us to be busy, why would we need to risk our lives to go hunting in the Beast Mountain Range? "

Ye Congwen nodded emotionally. Although the Huaye and Leaf tribes are tall and powerful, but as the saying goes, there is no one who does not wet their shoes when they often walk by the river. Minor injuries and pains are commonplace, and disability and half-death happen from time to time. Only half of the uncles of the Huaye and Huaye tribes still have the ability to hunt, and the grandfathers are even worse, with only the old patriarch left.

If she could own a thousand acres of land like the landlord in her brother-in-law's village, and rent it out to others, or grow her own grain, there would be no problem for her to live comfortably.

Suddenly something came to his mind, and he sweated instantly. Seeing that Ye Wudi hadn't seen it, he quickly wiped it off with his sleeve, and asked uneasily:

"According to your point of view, those rich merchants and landlords in the county are all divine magic practitioners with outstanding military exploits. Otherwise, how could they have been allocated so much good land?"

"That's not necessarily the case. Only families with ten thousand mu of fertile land may be. After all, the demon hunter rewards the land distribution rights in units of ten thousand mu."

To be on the safe side, Ye Congwen decided to ask:

"Is there no one from the three aristocratic families who can even touch carp?"

"What is carp touching?"

"Oh, they are the most powerful families in the three counties of Mo, Lin, and Yu."

"These three families are the most powerful in Wanquan County. Naturally, there are people who have practiced the magic hunting and guarding skills. As far as I know, some families have more than one person——"

"Which family has more than one person, is it the Mo family?"

Ye Congwen didn't wait for the old patriarch to finish speaking, he interrupted impatiently, stood up with an anxious expression on his face.

I was extremely panicked, a man in white was tricky enough, he could even kill a 50,000-jin rhinoceros horn elephant, if this magic technique were cast on ordinary people, what would be the consequences?

"The Mo family is the oldest of these three families, has the longest existence, and is also the ancient family with the earliest and most meritorious deeds. If you count the total number of people, there are no ten or less than eight!

Xiao Congwen, why are you sweating? It's quite cool in the morning. "

Every time the old patriarch said something, Ye Congwen felt a bead of sweat run out, the more he reminded himself to calm down and not panic, the more he couldn't stop sweating.

A single magic spell in white can split a rhinoceros horn alive. If ten or eight come, I really don't know how Tieta Village will deal with it. No wonder Mo Fatty dared to flirt with Dal, he was really confident.