Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 674 The Most Beautiful Man

"The people who buried the dragon sky are just slaves of the dragon clan. They raise food in captivity. There is no unified language, so it is difficult to communicate with each other."

"They use clans and tribes as their bases, and each tribe enshrines its own dragon family and seeks protection to continue itself."

Looking at the 'savage' fleeing in a hurry, standing on the top of the tree, Mo Qiu said slowly:

"This tribe supports three flood dragons."

"But..." Wan Xiang asked puzzled:

"Although Jiaolong has some intelligence, but he lacks intelligence, how can he control himself not to kill indiscriminately?"

"Because they have dragon spirit on them." Mo Qiu stretched out his hand and said:

"Countless years of evolution, since the birth of the human race in this world, they will be contaminated with dragon energy, and will be soaked in the rain and dew of the dragon. To a certain extent, they will be regarded as the same kind by the dragon race."

"Combined with a certain degree of communication, it also forms this weird attachment relationship."

"Palace Master."

Speaking of this, Mo Qiu looked at Di Ku who was at the side:

"Haven't you tried to contact the human race in this world?"

"It's not that easy." Di Ku shook his head:

"It's not easy to enter the Dragon Burying Heaven. It takes only a few years to enter and exit each time, and there is no time to understand this place in depth."

"and……"

"This place is too dangerous, even the king of the Kingdom of Shang would not dare to infiltrate lightly, just like the taboo of Yang Shi towards us."

"There is an order from the ancestral court, and similar places are strictly guarded!"

Once the eight celestial dragons of Zanlongtian know that there is a passage to enter the underworld, whether the entire Shang Kingdom can exist or not is a matter of opinion.

Don't ask to be thoughtful.

Although he has only been in this world for a few days, he already has a little understanding of the dangers in this world.

But according to the meaning of Di Ku's words, similar to places like Zanlongtian, there is not only one place in the underworld, but many?

"Taoist." Vientiane said:

"What do you think?"

Mo begged to return to God, said:

"Although King Daidailu has entered Dragon Burying Heaven, his understanding of this realm is extremely limited, and it takes thousands of years to open each time..."

"To be honest, thousands of years have passed, whether the previous experience can be used again, I'm afraid it's two things."

Di Ku frowned, then stretched out his hand and pointed at the fleeing figure in the distance, saying:

"So, Master Mo wants to use them?"

"En." Mo Qiu nodded slowly:

"When it comes to the understanding of this world, the locals are naturally the best. Why should I look far away and blindly pursue the Dragonborn?"

"Through them, it is more convenient."

"Mo Daoist, I'm afraid this idea of ​​yours is out of the ordinary." Uncle Bai shook his head:

"The human race in this world can't be considered a real human race. Their spiritual aperture has not yet been opened, so they are no doubt like livestock, and they don't understand the language. How can they be used?"

"But not necessarily."

"I don't think it's right. Time is limited. It's better to act according to the original plan. If there is a slight delay, the opportunity may be missed."

"Sharpening a knife is not the same as chopping firewood!"

"Mo Daoist." Bull Demon Zhang Ji showed displeasure:

"This trip is for my palace lord, how to act is up to me to decide!"

He recognized Mo Qiu's strength, but he was also very impatient when he came in for so long and stopped moving forward.

If it wasn't for Di Ku's repeated persuasion, he might have already 'learned' the Quanzhen Dao Kung Fu.

"..."

Don't squint.

"enough!"

suddenly.

Di Ku spoke in a muffled voice, interrupting the dispute of several people.

He looked pensive and said:

"Mo Daoist's proposal is not impossible, but I can't just wait, how about dividing the army into two groups?"

"The soldiers are divided into two groups?" Mo Qiu turned his head:

"How to say?"

…………

An hour later.

Two streamers of light swept out from the forest, and a few flickered, appearing at the exit of a mountain path.

The streamer dissipated, revealing the figures of Mo Qiu and Wan Dao.

Compared with before, the two of them were a little less cautious and a little more free and easy, and their facial expressions no longer showed vigilance from time to time.

"Master."

Wan Dao surrenders:

"Next, what shall we do?"

Although the two of them were out of Qi Feigong's sight, Wang Hu and other Quanzhen Dao disciples were still in the hands of each other, so it was impossible for them to leave.

Whether it's to get by on the surface, or to improve one's own strength, it is still necessary to find dragon descendants and plunder blood.

It's just that from under the nose of the other party, it becomes acting alone.

A lot of freedom.

"Go ahead and have a look."

Mo Qiu looked up and signaled:

"According to the time, it should be about the same."

"Almost?" Wan Dao jumped up and asked:

"What does the Taoist master mean by this?"

"Identity." Mo Qiu said:

"If you want to use the human race in this world, you naturally need an identity as an entry point. Coincidentally, I happen to know a piece of news."

"arrive!"

While talking, the two stopped on a hillside, Moqiu glanced around, his eyes fell on a tree not far away, and he stretched out his hand to move away.

"Peng!"

The soil exploded, and several bloody corpses rolled out of it, and a pungent bloody smell rushed over.

"They are..." Wanxiang showed surprise.

Although the surface of the land here is covered, the soil underneath is brand new. It is obvious that some people killed people and buried their bodies here not long ago.

Such things are not surprising, what is strange is Mo Qiu's actions.

Mo Qiu stepped forward, groped back and forth on a corpse for a while, and then several personal objects of the corpse appeared in his palm.

In the mouth, he said:

"He is the younger brother of the former head of the Jiang family. These people are some of his servants, who were buried here after being assassinated by his nephew."

While speaking, Mo Qiu's body swayed.

The flesh on the face squirmed, and the bones on the body trembled slightly, but in the blink of an eye, the appearance and temperament of the whole person had changed drastically.

It is no different from the man on the ground.

Suddenly, Wan Dao took a step forward, chose a servant on the ground, cast a spell to transform into the appearance of the other party, and asked:

"The Jiang family is the clan that enshrines the three dragons?"

"En." Mo Qiu nodded:

"This person's name is Jiang Hao. He was supposed to inherit the position of patriarch after his elder brother died, but he was betrayed by his cronies and assassinated by his nephew."

"Your name is Jiang Liu."

His face at this time is quite extraordinary.

The facial features are deep and majestic, and a pair of dark eyes are like an unfathomable deep pool.

The body shape is even more robust, but not bloated, but a sense of flawlessness after the perfect combination of strength and speed.

Jiang Hao!

The former number one expert of the Jiang clan, and also the number one handsome man of several nearby clans.

"Understood." The 'Jiang Liu' who came out of Vientiane nodded and said:

"Master, are we going to go back and question the crime now?"

"No." Mo Qiu smiled lightly:

"It is to assume the responsibility of the patriarch."

"The dragon god of the clan was killed. This is a catastrophe. According to the custom of burying the dragon, the clan that enshrines the dragon must be buried with him to comply with the rules."

"If not..."

"All ethnic groups around, discuss it together!"

"Huh?" Wanxiang raised his eyebrows, and then said with a half-smile:

"So, just right."