I Have a Mythical Tree

Qiling and Baimu ten gods beheaded the Negative Chonghe River God.

The many countries that focused their eyes on the gates of the secret realm in the Xunkong space were all shocked.

Originally, many forces and countries thought that Qi Ling Baimu would exhaust their strength in fighting each other.

The reality is not much different from this. During the months-long war, countless soul-controlling monks died, and an unknown number of supernatural powers and snow-capped soldiers died.

Even the monks in the spiritual mansion realm who are powerful and vigorous have already lost many respects.

Just when they planned to take action to fight for the gate of the secret realm when Qi Ling and Baimu completely lost their weakness.

Qiling and Baimu quietly reached a short-term alliance, and ten gods from the two countries united to kill the gods of the rivers and rivers!

Even if the two countries paid a huge price, it still shrank the pupils of many spying countries.

After the three mountains, there is a hundred domains, and the difference in strength between a powerful country and a powerful country is not that huge.

The reason why the Shenxiang Kingdom was able to canonize the God of the Xiangchong River without being backlashed by many countries that the Xiangchong River flows through is actually only because the amount of water in the Xiangchong River in the Shenxiang Kingdom is very large.

In addition, Que Le is indeed very powerful, so many countries turn a blind eye.

But when the negative Chonghe harmed the interests of Qiling and Baimu, and there were signs of vying for the gate of the secret realm, the two powerful countries in the Xunkong space did not hesitate to take action, trying to pull out this essentially foreign and not weak force. out.

They did it, Que Le dissipated, and the golden body was shattered and divided.

From then on, in the hundred domains after the three mountains, there was one less extraordinary god.

The gods of the two countries put all their efforts into action, and Ji Xia, Bai Qi, and Chi Yu naturally felt it, because the distance was so far away, even they thought that Que Le's throne no longer existed, and Que Le had completely disappeared.

A few days later, the Tiandan Mansion came to report that a citizen of Taicang had found a suspicious red-clothed woman from the Haixun River. The white veins all over her body were cut off, her internal organs were turned into mud, and her spirit energy was not at all, but she still kept her life.

Only then did Ji Xia order Yin Ding to go and investigate, always paying attention to the movement of the woman in red.

The woman wakes up, looks in the direction of the Divine Elephant Kingdom, and calls herself Que Ai to the Taicang family. Ji Xia is almost sure that the woman in red is the Hehe God Que Le.

"The golden body is shattered and even swallowed by people. In this case, the god can still survive?"

In front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, in Ji Xia's eyes, two big suns shining with golden light appeared, and in each big sun there was a three-legged golden crow bird slowly waving its wings.

He clearly saw that in a simple family in Taidu, the woman in red was gradually able to get out of bed and walk around. At this moment, the portrait of King Taichu was hanging on the solid wall.

Xiashou Chiyu knelt in front of the table, and saluted Ji Xia when she heard the words. The mist on her face had disappeared without a trace when she got along with Ji Xia and the others.

Right now, in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, there are only Ji Xia, Bai Qi, Chi Yu, and Yin Ding hiding around Ji Xia.

Chi Yu's disastrous face, which is all over the country and the city, naturally cannot affect Bai Qi, and Yin Ding is a general of the underworld, so he probably doesn't feel anything.

Although Ji Xia struggled a bit, he was able to resist it by visualizing the Great Sun Map of Desolate Ancient Times.

Chi Yu thought for a while and said: "But as far as the rules of heaven and earth are concerned,

The golden body of the god is broken, and the god's position does not exist, so it will naturally fall, but there are exceptions to everything. Take me as an example. I benefited from the golden soil bestowed by the king. I have two golden bodies, one to suppress the sea and smell the river, and one It will turn into a flesh and let my spirit body attach itself. "

"In this case, even if one of my golden bodies is shattered, there is another golden body that will not fall. I think that the negative river god should have some kind of treasure. Save her."

Ji Xia drank a glass of Tai Cang's newly brewed spirit wine, felt the clear aroma of the spirit wine, nodded slightly, and asked again: "Since this god of the river has fallen into Tai Cang, Chi Yu, what do you think should be done?" disposal?"

Chi Yu thought for a while, bowed down, and said: "This Que Le River God was originally the God of the Negative River, and the Negative River has many tributaries. According to the rules of heaven and earth, if these tributaries are canonized gods, there is no need to worship them. her duty."

"However, this deity is extremely kind, and has never summoned other tributary river gods to worship or worship. Moreover, after the negative river has the Quele River God, there are fewer incidents of sudden changes in the course of the river, flooding and bursting of embankments, and countless lives survive. "

"Under this background, since there is a secret guard watching secretly, and the God of Que Lehe has disappeared and his cultivation level has not survived, let her live in the sky. If there is any change, it will not be too late to kill her."

Hearing Chi Yu's suggestion, Ji Xia nodded calmly, and said, "If that's the case, this God of Chonghe River is still a good god, then according to Chi Yu's words, let her live in Taicang temporarily."

Bai Qi on the side also nodded slightly and said: "Generally speaking, it is very important for the god of Que Le River to be able to become a god of such a raging river and survive the catastrophe. Maybe in a short time, she will be able to Rising from hardships, now I, Tai Cang, have formed a good relationship with her, which is also good."

Ji Xia took it for granted, and immediately stopped talking about this matter, and handed several books on the table in front of her to Bai Qi and Chi Yu respectively.

"This is the "Historical Records of Tai Cang" written by sixty doctors of Wen who studied many classics of other races and integrated the history of our Tai Cang. The history of the early days corroborates the ordeals that Taicang experienced with the catastrophes experienced by other races, and also records the heroic and fearless deeds of many outstanding Taicang sages."

Ji Xiadao: "This "Historical Records of Taicang" has been distributed to Shaoxue, Fuxue, and Taixue. As a student of Taicang, he must recite classics when he is enlightened, so that Taicang's newborn can drink a glass of water and think about the source. They don't want to lose their aggressiveness, there are countless races that have prospered and perished, what do you two think about this classic book?"

Bai Qi and Chi Yu opened the Taicang Shiji and read it word by word and line by line.

After a long time, Bai Qi nodded thoughtfully, but Chi Yu showed some emotion on his face.

"I was born in the era of Lord Ji Yi, and I know that it was not easy for him to cut thorns, open wild forests, and move heavy stones to build Taicang. After that, I died unfortunately. I spent a hundred years in a daze, and watched Taicang silently for a hundred years. Suffering catastrophe and surviving from death many times, two hundred years in the sky, two hundred years in the house, ups and downs, worthy of continuing the country."

"The hardships and hardships involved should indeed be known to all Tai Cang's sons. They should also worship the King Taichu, and Taichu succeeded to the throne. Only then can Tai Cang prosper in such a short period of time."

Bai Qi drank a cup of tea and praised: "This book of Tai Cang Shi Ji seems to let me see the difficult rise of many warring states. It is really extraordinary."

Ji Xiazhan said with a smile: "Among Dr. Wen, there is an excellent character who is usually not well-known. I didn't expect that his talent will gradually be revealed when he writes a book and talks about it."

"Is that Dr. Wen named Xianshen? I once took a look at him from behind. He is indeed very energetic. He has not yet achieved supernatural powers, but his whole body is full of vigor. He is indeed a good talent. " Bai Qi also said softly.

"It is Xianshen, who is the chief editor of this "Tai Cang Historic Records", which is extraordinary. Maybe in the near future, my Tai Cang literary fortune will prosper because of him." Ji Xia laughed.

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She had been in a coma for more than three months, and when she woke up, it was already close to August, which was the season for the second harvest of Yunyuan Lingmi.

Que Le was no longer wearing a red dress, but was wearing a light blue gauze dress, and was fascinated by a strange object. Judging from the doubts on her face, she was probably thinking hard.

The mother-in-law who rescued her was surnamed Ping. Among the neighbors, she was often called Granny Ping. She is exactly ninety-nine years old this year and will be over a hundred next year.

Originally next year, she would be able to obtain the emblem of Biwu and become the old Biwu respected by her neighbors.

But I didn't expect that just last month, the Taicang Royal Court suddenly issued an edict, and the age standard granted to the old man Biwu was raised from 100 years old to 120 years old.

This edict almost made Grandma Ping not think about tea or food for three whole days, and lived on a little Tailai Lingshui every day.

After all, the honor she had been thinking about for a long time slipped away like this, which made her quite disappointed.

Granny Ping naturally didn't blame Wang Ting. After all, if it wasn't for the elixir from Tiandan Mansion, the Lingmi and Lingquan bestowed by Wang Ting, she would have passed away a few months ago. qualifications.

But even if it is known that Wang Ting postponed the emblem of Biwu, it is because the age of Tai Cang people has been greatly increased by the supply of many spiritual objects in Wang Ting.

The ever-emerging monks with supernatural powers have a lifespan of one hundred and fifty years, and ordinary people can easily break through one hundred years of life if they are free from disease and disasters and have all kinds of spiritual things.

Under such circumstances, if Biwu's standard is not raised, the status of old man Biwu may soon become worthless.

Although Granny Ping was troubled by it, she never complained about the royal court in the early days. It happened that it was the season of harvesting lingmi, and the place where she lived was not far from the grain field, so Granny Ping went to the grain field with a few grain farmers today, borrow machine to relax.

This made it difficult for the god of the river, whose alias is Que Ai, to shoulder the responsibility of preparing meals for the two children today.

Two children, a boy and a girl, are both being taught in the Qingwu Junior School not far away. The food in the Junior School is already very good, all funded by the royal court, and there is no shortage of dishes and meat.

However, due to some reasons, in the early days, the royal court would give a lot of more precious ingredients to Granny Ping’s family. Granny Ping, out of the idea of ​​not wasting the gifts from the royal court, sent the two children home for every meal. too far away.

But now what troubled He Shenque was that the strange-shaped iron pot in front of him was probably something used to boil water.

But she couldn't figure out how to boil a pot of clean water without a stove under the iron pot.

She fiddled with it for a long time, and finally saw a bulge under the iron pot. She suddenly remembered the scene of Granny Ping preparing meals before, and gently pressed the bulge.

Suddenly, heat radiated from the inner wall of the iron pot, and the clear water inside boiled in just a dozen breaths.

The rising water mist startled Que Le, who was anxious about how to stop this weird thing, but the iron pot seemed to have a spirit, and the heat inside suddenly dissipated.

"These things are mysterious. What is this place? It's not well-known but there are many strange things."

There was a little surprise on Que Le's fair face, and there were many other kitchen utensils in a blink of an eye.

Her slender palms couldn't help supporting her head, feeling a little sad.

At this moment, two children, a boy and a girl, were noisy, chasing each other, and entered the house.

They all carried a bamboo box behind them, and there seemed to be runes shining on it.

The lightness rune engraved on it can reduce the weight of the bamboo box. It seems not small, but it is actually not as heavy as a stone bowl.

The two children were extremely cute. When they saw Que Le, their faces were filled with bright smiles, and they all greeted her kindly: "Hello, sister."

When Que Le saw the two children, a sincere smile appeared on his face.

After she woke up, during the more than ten days in bed, the two children would talk to her through the window every day. Naturally, they would talk about trivial things, but it made the melancholy in Que Le's heart dissipate a lot.

The two children were very sensible. Seeing the embarrassed expression on Que Le's face, after asking, they told Que Le one by one how to use many tools.

The three of them worked together, and after a long time, a table of delicious food was prepared.

"These tools are indeed very strange. I heard from Xiaosi and Xiaonian that these things are called spiritual tools?"

"There are also spiritual water, spiritual rice, and many strange animal meats that are eaten on weekdays. This Tai Cang can't be a powerful country, right? But in Xunkong, except for Baimu, Qiling, and Dafu, the rest of the country, It's impossible to be so rich."

"No, even those three countries are not strong enough to allow ordinary people to have enough food and clothing, and the people here are all human races...well, extremely weak races."

Que Le originally wanted to ask Granny Ping in detail, but these dozen or so Granny Ping were unhappy, and she didn't want to upset her.

As for the two children who are only nine and ten years old, what do you know?

One, two, and three people were full of food and drink, and the two young students took out a lot of slips, paper and pens from their backpacks, and spread them out neatly for homework.

Que Le suddenly saw a brand new book with the words "Historical Records of Tai Cang" written on it.

She was very interested, and when she learned that this was a newly released book, Xiao Nian and Xiao Si were not needed yet, so she opened the cover and read the contents.

On the title page of Tai Cang Shi Ji, what Que Le saw was a gorgeous throne carved with many clouds.

On the throne, a young man dressed in a silver robe and brocade, with flowing hair scattered freely, a face like a crown jade, starry eyes and long eyebrows, and an extraordinary appearance sat upright.

This young man has an extremely handsome face, but his imposing manner seems to be extremely stalwart, which makes people want to submit.

She had seen this young man. In the main house where Granny Ping had never lived, his portrait was hung, but the painting was far less vivid.

Que Le was very puzzled about who this boy was, who deserved the respect of Granny Ping, so he wiped the portrait every day, and let the two children watch it every day.

She looked down, and under the portrait, several lines of small characters were neatly arranged.

"The portrait of Wang Jixia in the early days."

"The elder of the tree must solidify its roots; the one who wants to flow far must dredge its springs [Note 1]; although Taicang is well-organized and harmonious, and all wastes are prosperous, this king always thinks of my ancestors and sages, overcoming thorns and thorns to build the Taicang. Cang, Gu ordered thirty doctors to read all the books and write this "Historical Records of Tai Cang". I hope that my Tai Cang people will be prepared for danger in peace, guard against arrogance and arrogance, be diligent and diligent, and create a prosperous age of Tai Cang together! ——Wang Jixia in the early days "

On this line of handwriting, there exudes the majesty of a prison, but also has a vigorous spirit, which surprised Que Le, who has an extremely high status.

Among the human race, can such a stalwart king be born?

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