Legend of the Cultivation God

The two men went out of the square with the witch, and passed through the carnival crowd. Everyone, whether it was a native or a soul, was allowed to open a boulevard. Even many natives fell to the ground. The fanaticism was even Xiao. Hua looked at it all.

It is easy to cross the crowd and walk behind the square, which is the gate of a dozen souls and soul beasts.

Seeing Xiao Mao coming over, these souls respectfully salute, and even the soul beast is also a bow down.

Wu Lao asked a few words and got some answers. Then he nodded. Leading the way, Xiao Hua and Xiao Mao entered the gate of the giant wooden building.

After the gate of the giant wood, there are also some rough wooden houses. Wu Lao is slowly leading the way, and Xiao Hua has long been impatient to release the Buddha’s knowledge. However, he has seen it for a long time and has never seen anything special. .

And the Wu Lao obviously felt the position of Xiao Hua in Xiao Mao's heart, and even noticed the shackles of Xiao Mao's gift. From time to time, he turned around and called the elders and said casual words.

Xiao Hua also had a reply without a ride.

Passing through a large wooden house, during the period, I also encountered a soul who was not on the tour. The three came to the front of a slope.

"嘎~~" A sound of poultry, a Qingsi Wu Yu flew down from the sky, it is in front of Xiao Mao, the head like a snake head now docilely swayed down to the feet of Xiao Mao Before, the tongue is also stretched out, glaring at Xiao Mao's feet!

"This is the old Qing Si Wu Yu!" Xiao Hua stunned, "The original thing is here! This should be the secret of Wu Zhai."

Sure enough, Wu Laojiao smiled and said: "The Lord. This is the old and useless Qing Yu Wu Yu, who sent them to the Suyuan, let them guard this place!"

Immediately, the old man waved his hand and took out the bones again. The faint green light fell from the eyebrows. The cockroaches on the bones were caught, and then a green light like the tide of the sea The mouth spewed out and rushed to the dead trees that lined up on the hillside.

Green light is emitted frequently on the dead trees. But for a moment it disappeared.

but. After the green light, the scene in front of me is no different, and there is no special change.

Xiao Mao is a bit strange, slightly frowning. The old man hurriedly explained: "The Lord. My sorcerer's squad is different from the patriarchal sect. There is no dazzling brilliance, and there will be no obstacles. If it is not for me, I can't see the soul. Of course, my whith of the mountain may not have the power of the Taoist sect, but when it comes to power, it may not be inferior to the Taoist sect!"

"Well~" Xiao Mao nodded, still looking at the slopes with some incomprehensibility. There were no wooden houses under the slopes, and there were no other natives. Apart from some sparse and some dead branches and small trees, nothing was there!

Seeing that Xiao Mao was a little distracted, Wu Lao misunderstood, and hurriedly explained: "But on the Lord, I am fascinated by the sacred spirit of the mountain, far from... the Lord heard in the Three Kingdoms! I am the ambassador of the mountain. Monks are generally capable of overwhelming, there are..."

"How do you know that you are practicing the Three Kingdoms?" Xiao Mao turned his head and said coldly.

"This..." The old man was stunned and laughed for a moment. "There is nothing to ask about this matter. His Majesty is also hearing some rumors. His Majesty and the Lord’s obituary can only make the Lord... more confused. ”

Then, the old wizard Wu Yu, who is at the foot of Wu’s hand, said: "Exactly, on the Lord, I waited for this Qing Yu Wu Yu to enter the millet garden. When the Lord saw the situation in the millet, he would know!"

"Okay!" Xiao Mao saw that Wu Lao insisted not to say that knowing that this matter must involve a lot of people. Although people are willing to loyalty, they dare not mix too much, and they will no longer be reluctant.

The soul beast is ten feet in size, and the back is spacious. Xiao Hua and so on are more than enough to stand on it.

The soul beast screams, spreads its wings, and leans down to the slope!

Beyond the slopes, it should be the back hill of the Qiangzhai. It is the same as the Qianshan Mountain. It has a large area, and at the edge of the slope, you can still see the shadow of some wooden houses. Under the moon, it looks like a probe. monster.

"嘎~" is a few clear sounds, and several Qingshi Wuyu are also swept in midair, and there are patrol souls passing by.

However, flying nearly a thousand feet, came to another slope, and did not see any embarrassment, Xiao Mao was a bit stunned.

He has released the thoughts of the gods, and they have been carefully examined. Moreover, under the full moon, the slopes and even the bottom of the valley are clearly visible. Except for some vegetation common in the million mega-mountain, some feet are dense. How tall is the stem strain, and even some of the worms, he really does not know what is worthy of the worms!

And Xiao Hua... is thoughtful.

Qingsi Wu Yu fanned his wings and fell. It was a natural platform on the slope. When the three people jumped, the Qing Yu Wu Yu was screaming and rushing into the air.

"Look at the Lord..." Since it is here, Wu Lao is not hesitating. He said that the stems of the platform that have been close to the platform are saying, "This is the root cause of the attack on the worms!" It is also the reason why all the witches in Mengshan were attacked by the worms!"

"Oh? This... What is this?" Xiao Mao was dumbfounded.

Wu Lao was not surprised. It seems that Xiao Mao didn't understand it. It was normal. He squatted down and looked at the stem of a long foot. He sighed: "This is millet! It is the millet that my Mongolian people eat every day!"

"Suyuan, this is the millet!" Xiao Mao stunned.

"Yes, this millet... is similar to the rice and grass that the secular people of the Three Kingdoms often eat!" Wu Lao nodded, and Xiao Mao also squatted down and carefully examined the millet.

But see the millet and the rice straw is very similar, but the millet is grown on the soft land of Mengshan, does not need to be planted in the paddy field, and, above the stalk of more than one foot, three five A twig like a caterpillar sticks out of the stalk, and above the twig, there is a miliary grain that is not much larger than the gravel.

Wu Lao looked at Xiao Mao, who was on the opposite side, and looked up slightly, but also looked at Xiao Hua. However, Xiao Hua did not come as he thought, but slowly walked to the edge of the platform, bent down and watched. Look at the millet that grows there, and even after reading it, walk down the platform and then look to the side.

Wu Lao does not care about Xiao Hua’s actions. It is best that Xiao Hua is not there.

"Lord..." Wu Lao whispered, "What can you see?"

"Hey... I can see what I can see!" Xiao Mao said in a truthful way, "I haven’t known how many years have tasted the food of the world!"

"The Lord is a good man, and he is happy in his heart!" Wu Laojiao laughed. "Things must be said about five or sixty years ago. Oh, maybe it’s still early, but the days of specific changes, even It’s true that you are not accurate and clear!”

"Big Brother..." Xiao Mao saw that Wu Lao began to explain and hurriedly called Xiao Hua.

I know that Xiao Hua said in the distance: "I will avoid it first, just look at the millet here, this thing... I seem to have seen it before!"

"Oh, good!" Xiao Mao knew that Xiao Hua didn't let himself be embarrassed, and he didn't say anything.

Wu Lao went on to say: "This millennium is the food of my people in Mengshan. It is the blood of this millet and me that can make me different from people outside Mengshan! Therefore, except for the blood, this millet is me. The foundation of Mengshan! Of course, this millet is only long in Mengshan. Even if someone takes the millet to the outside, it has not succeeded."

"Oh...as if..." Speaking of this, Xiao Mao is a bit stunned. "When I was young..."

"The Lord must also grow up with the millet! This is beyond doubt!" Wu Lao laughed. "There is only a big time, after practicing the Taoist spells, this is no longer edible. Of course, the Lord does not eat miliary, Then I can't use my witchcraft in the mountains."

"Yeah!" Xiao Mao nodded slightly.

"Because of the peculiar and ordinary appearance of millet, although my Mongolian people are extremely dependent on millet, they have never been valued! This millet grows all over the mountains hundreds of years ago, and I don’t have to worry about it! And the worm, There are also the soul beasts of the strange mountains, and many of them are also eaten by this millet! Even the knotworms are more special. When they are grass, they are often with the millet! Their growth is also related to millet. !"

"But, I don't know when it started. The climate of Mengshan has changed. It turned out to be rainy for ten days and eight days. It turned into seven days, six days, and finally it will not be there for the next hundred days. rain!"

"Drought!!" Xiao Mao nodded.

"This is still secondary!" Wu Lao nodded. "The most important thing is that the millet produced by this millet has been reduced year by year. Until now... it is gradually not producing miliary! Even the millet itself is difficult to survive!"

"Ah! This way!" Xiao Mao exclaimed. "That... what do you eat?"

"When the squatting and other villagers of Wu Zhai and Ji Man found out about this, they hurriedly sue the village, and finally..." Here, Wu Lao intentionally and unintentionally looked at Xiao Mao, "The last slammed the luxury than the main village. However, the luxury than the village has always been ... some chaos, and did not take timely countermeasures. When I wait for myself to find countermeasures, it is already some late!"

Wu Lao said, always in the valley, said: "In that year, under the discussion with Ji Man, His Majesty personally went to the Xi State, and looked at the farming of their secular people, and even invited a hundred Come to an older farmer and come over to help you. All the millet in the mountains are the advice of the farmer who listened to the farmer's advice. Before the millennium millet was still extinct, it was spread here!"

"Oh, fortunately, I was humbly listening to the advice of the farmers. I planted millet here, although it is not enough to guarantee the vitality of all the people in the village. But after all, at these crucial times, these millet... can still play a certain role. Function!" (To be continued.)