I Have a Mythical Tree

The old man Biwu saw Ji Xia's words, and auspicious clouds flew over, and the big man with the same extraordinary status beside him seemed to have gained something, and the people of Taicang who knelt down densely beside him even shouted "bless the wind" .

He couldn't help pondering Ji Xia's words carefully.

Tai Cang, have you really lost your aggressiveness? Maybe the words of the king are right, Tai Cang has never had an enterprising heart from the beginning to the end.

The mere human race, a race like ants and poultry, has been able to stumble and survive for more than two hundred years like the sky. It is already blessed by the strong wind, so how dare to say the words "enterprising heart"?

The talent of the human race is too weak, how easy is it to make progress?

But from the mouth of the king, it seems that these are not just rhetoric, but a promising future! This made the old man Biwu, who had lived to be one hundred and five years old, a little puzzled.

"Of course it's a good thing for the king to be so confident, but the old man really doesn't understand why the king is so confident? Looting some items from the Jiugou Kingdom by relying on the lives of Tai Cang's sons doesn't seem to make Tai Cang stronger."

The old man Biwu stared at Ji Xia closely with his cloudy eyes, and there was no hint of sarcasm in his tone, only inquiry and doubt.

Just as Ji Xia was about to answer, the sound of an orderly army marching came from outside the city. Except for the sonorous and powerful footsteps, this group of soldiers that Tai Cang was so proud of did not make any unnecessary sounds.

They looked resolute, and there seemed to be joy in their brows, and they walked slowly into the city gate.

The people on both sides of the city gate were silent for a while, and then suddenly burst into cheers!

The cheers were full of joy and comfort, and some people even howled, and Na Tou knelt down and bowed to the Taicang Silver Guard who entered Taicheng.

It seemed that the Tai Cang Yinwei had done something extraordinary and worthy of their kneeling.

Old man Biwu's eyesight was a little weak, he was still a little surprised, he didn't understand why the people of Taicang did this, until the silver guards of Taicang approached and passed by his side.

His tense heartstrings suddenly became even more tense, and an indescribable emotion surged in his chest, making his brain temporarily blank.

He was amazed to see that the silver guards walking in the front, each holding a wooden plate, the wooden plate was crude, as if it was made from temporarily felled trees, but the old man did not think that these wooden plates were crude.

Because on each wooden plate, there are dog heads placed one by one!

The hair on the dog's head is dark black and full of luster, clearly the heads of noble dogs and doves!

"These heads are the leaders of the Dove Dog tribe! The heads of the Dove Dog royal bloodline!" A veteran soldier's eyes kept overflowing with tears.

"I can't forget these people even in my dreams. They used to fight against Jiugou. They set up a high platform behind the enemy army and served wine with the dead body of my Tai Cang Erlang. Some of them were dragged to the high platform before they were dead. , the flesh and blood were picked off alive, and their screams even overshadowed the sound of the soldiers fighting."

"Countless wars, large and small, are all decisions made by this group of high-level doves and dogs, and the blood of countless Tai Cang people is dripping on the hands of each of them!"

But today, the heads of these murderous nobles were left on the wooden plate at will, with fresh blood still on their necks, and their faces were distorted by fear!

The Tai Cang Yinwei held these wooden plates and walked through the street with a solemn face. Before he took a step, countless people cheered!

The old man Biwu murmured: "We have revenge..."

He lived for a long time, and the accumulated hatred became more profound. As an old man, why didn't he yearn for this scene. In his dream, he devoured the flesh and blood of the high-ranking dove and dog countless times.

Now the dream has come true, hundreds of bloodlines of the Jiugou royal family, and the heads of many leaders of the Jiugou tribe were chopped off by the young king next to him, and brought into the sky as spoils of war.

The old man looked at Ji Xia tremblingly, and was about to say thank you, but he heard more violent cheers, and the people of Taicang roared, cried, and cursed.

Many people wanted to rush into the Silver Guard array, but were stopped by the Silver Guard who spontaneously maintained order.

The old man Biwu turned his head and saw a thick tree being carried upright by several silver guards, and there was probably a figure tied to it.

Approaching, the old man found that it was also a dove dog, to be precise, it was a corpse whose chest was pierced by something!

Blood dripped continuously from the wrist-sized wound, and the head that should have drooped was deliberately tied tightly to a wooden stake for the people of Taicang to watch.

On the head of this corpse was a crown, and on the silver-white crown were two dogs standing opposite each other, roaring in a low voice.

The old man Biwu looked at Ji Xia in disbelief, Ji Xia smiled and nodded towards the old man.

In an instant, the old man felt a surge of hot blood rushing straight from his body to his head, making him stagger and nearly fall to the ground.

Ji Xia was taken aback, and hurriedly supported the old man, and with a gentle spirit, he crossed away gently, and the old man stood still.

"The countless ancestors in the court of heaven, have you seen it? The body of the Lord Jiugou is here at this moment!"

The old man muttered to himself, with tears streaming down his eyes, his lips trembling uncontrollably due to excitement.

Before he had time to pray to the strong wind, the streets at the gate of the city, which were originally shouting loudly, suddenly became quiet.

Become audible, become silent.

A team of six Tai Cang Silver Guards, carrying a huge stone slab, walked in the army, surrounded by dozens of Tai Cang Silver Guards densely guarding the stone slab.

This stone slab is different from the wooden slab that held the dove and dog's head before. It obviously took a lot of effort. It was repaired with advanced swordsmanship. It looks extremely smooth, and there are many lines on it. Look carefully. There are personal names and pictures on it. It seems that this stone slab is an extremely valuable thing.

General Rong Lu had a solemn face, and said loudly: "Please return the sages of Tai Cang to Tai Cang!"

Countless people were silent, and those who stood on the high ground had already seen white bones on the ancient stone slabs!

"Lu Yan, the great general of Taicang, fought fiercely with Jiugou one hundred and thirty-one years ago, and survived sixty-one arrows in his body. The then Lord of Jiugou was furious, and he personally went to the battlefield and cut off his head, and hid it in the royal court of Jiugou. .”

"Gu Mao, General Tai Cang, 120 years ago, sniped the leader of the Jiugou tribe. He was defeated, and the five beasts were divided into corpses and died."

"Shan Zhuo, a genius of the sky, sixty-two years ago, he achieved a great deal of self-cultivation, went to the Jiugou King's Court to assassinate the Lord of the Jiugou Kingdom, killed forty-two masters of the King's Court, and died of exhaustion."

"Jifu, Princess Taicang, seventy-six years ago the Jiugou Kingdom threatened Taicang to marry him. The princess was fifteen years old and volunteered to relieve Taicang. Harem beauties."

"Zhuangbei, the envoy of Taicang, sent Jiugou as an envoy four months ago to ask for peace. Dusang cooked and killed Jiugou in the name of his 'scent of flesh and blood', and distributed it to the officials of Jiugou to eat."

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The names were uttered from General Ronglu's mouth one by one, and the people of Taicang changed from silence to sobbing, and then to howling. The old man Biwu heard many names he knew well, and the tears in his eyes seemed to dry up.

Ronglu finally finished chanting, Ji Xia took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Welcome the sages of Tai Cang to return to Tai Cang."

"Welcome the sages of Taicang to return to Taicang!" Countless people cried and shouted.

"Tai Cang will build the Lingyun Pavilion to enshrine the sages who died for Tai Cang in the past!" Ji Xia ordered in a deep voice.

Old man Biwu knelt down to Ji Xia silently, and countless people turned their knees and bowed silently to Ji Xia.

Ji Xia didn't feel complacent at all, bowed to the people who bowed to him, and said: "The reason why Taicang is called Taicang is not because of the Ji family, nor because of the sea and river in the city, nor because of the 10,000 mu of land! "

"It's because there are countless heroes who are willing to die for the sky, and there are countless ordinary people who remember the names of the heroes and are ready to imitate the heroes and die for the sky. Please accept my worship."

Ji Xia bowed down, those heroes seemed to have spirits, blue rays of light radiated from the bones, and under the eyes of everyone, fell between Ji Xia's necks and turned into a jade pendant.

Quietly hanging on Ji Xia's chest, Ji Xia picked up the jade pendant, and suddenly countless gratified laughter came.

He knew in his heart that the remaining true spirits of these heroes had turned into this jade pendant, and they had completely disappeared from the boundless wilderness since then.

Only this jade pendant is the proof of their existence.