Qingyang City.
On the basis of La'ao Stone City, after many tribesmen's reconstruction, it turned into the current Qingyang City.
Although most of the buildings in the city were demolished, the stone tower standing in the center of the city cannot be moved by the Qingyang clan. .
This stone pagoda is also the foundation of the entire stone city.
The tombs guarded by Lao'ao in the past dynasties are all in it.
Now that Qingyang has taken over the Xulu of Lao'ao Cave, he has naturally inherited this stone pagoda.
At this moment, the majestic hall located directly east of the city was shining with green light, illuminating the sky.
The solid blue light reflected the ancient, vicissitudes, and elusive atmosphere.
Outside the main hall, Qingyang Duan and Qingyang Jue led their clan Qingyang City.
On the basis of La'ao Stone City, after many tribesmen's reconstruction, it turned into the current Qingyang City.
Although most of the buildings in the city were demolished, the stone tower standing in the center of the city cannot be moved by the Qingyang clan. .
This stone pagoda is also the foundation of the entire stone city.
The tombs guarded by Lao'ao in the past dynasties are all in it.
Now that Qingyang has taken over the Xulu of Lao'ao Cave, he has naturally inherited this stone pagoda.
At this moment, the majestic main hall located directly east of the city was shining with green light, illuminating the sky.
The solid blue light reflected the ancient, vicissitudes, and elusive atmosphere.
Outside the main hall, Qingyang Duan and Qingyang Jue led the senior members of the clan to stare at the main hall, with a hint of hope and a touch of worry in their eyes.
Everyone understands that the hall is related to the hope of inheritance and reproduction of the entire Qingyang.
Qingyang has no totems.
Just now in the long years of reproduction, one or two totem-level warriors appeared by chance.
The birth of such totem-level warriors More like a coincidence.
Now that the tribal totems are expected to reunite, there is no warrior who is not excited.
If the tribal totems are successful, then the bottleneck of the Qingyang clan's reproduction will be broken.
Not to mention them, their descendants will not need to be trapped below the totems and have the opportunity to ascend.
A stronger martial arts realm.
Buzz Green light flickered out of the hall like waves one after another, each time affecting the minds of the warriors outside the hall.
A full month had passed, and every day there would be warriors waiting outside the hall. buzz buzz The green light that washed out of the hall became more and more intense and intense, making everyone understand that the most exciting moment for them was about to come.
The ancient and vicissitudes of life began to gradually overflow from the hall, washing away in all directions. roar Suddenly, there was a roar and explosion.
At this moment, many warriors gathered outside heard such a roar in their ears, as if it spanned endless years and roared directly into their ears.
In a daze, in the eyes of all the Qingyang tribesmen gathered outside the main hall, a real jade man covered with green armor walked out of the Qingguang main hall in front of them.
The green-gold body was not very tall, but only four feet high, but it revealed ancient vicissitudes that made their hearts palpitate.
Zhen Huan stepped forward as if he were pushing across an ancient sacred mountain, and the breath of vicissitudes of life flowed throughout his body.
The figure of Zhenhuan continues to enlarge in the eyes of the Qingyang people.
Green-gold real scales cover the whole body, the majestic legs are like pillars piercing the earth, the body swings, the tail sweeps across the void like a whip, and the dark golden eyes exude a cold light.
"True" Finally, Qing Yangjue was the first to react and roared, waking everyone up.
This roar spread throughout Qingyang City.
At this moment, all the Qingyang clan members knew that their Qingyang clan’s totem was born.
From now on, the Qingyang clan is no longer a rootless duckweed, but has a tribal totem.
Zhenhuan, this is a creature that lived in the ancient times.
It is a ferocious beast comparable to the royal family.
The pure-blooded Zhenhuan has been extinct for a long time.
Now in the mountains and seas, the bloodline of Zhenhuan includes Golden Huan, Qingyang Huan, Golden retriever and other branch bloodlines.
Being able to use such an existence as a totem will naturally gain tyrannical power.
"roar Half a day later, the entire city was filled with the roars of countless warriors, and every member of the Qingyang tribe was shouting loudly, unable to cover up the joy in their eyes.
Similarly, the warriors of the Qingyang Guard, who from now on belonged to the Qingyang tribe, were also caught up in the carnival.
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They came out of the casual warriors and naturally understood what the tribal totem represented.
They may not have the chance, but they will give birth to future generations.
The leader of the Qingyang clan has promised them that the Qingyang totem is the common totem of everyone in Qingyang.
The continuation of the bloodline gives people hope and naturally gives them a sense of belonging.
The whole stone city was boiling, and piles of bonfires were lit.
The beasts that had just been hunted were stripped of their skins and put on the grill.
After a while, the smell of meat spread out, and the golden beasts were roasted.
Meat dripping with grease.
The Qingyang tribe took out the blood wine brought from Mount Lashan and delivered it to the man one jar after another.
The blood wine brewed from the blood of ferocious beasts mixed with herbs exuded a fragrant fragrance.
The rough guys who have been hunting in the wilderness all year round are naturally not polite.
They directly grabbed the meat of the ferocious beast on the grill with their big hands, ignoring the dripping hot grease, opened their big mouths and started to bite, and then picked up the wine jar. , drinking heavily.
Tens of thousands of people gathered together and roared, and the sound was naturally loud.
Some people danced ancient war dances, surrounding the bonfire.
Under the reflection of the flames, whether they were old people, women, children, or strong men, their faces were red and their heads were red.
Qingyangjue held a wine jar in one hand and walked among the tribesmen, drinking heavily and laughing wildly.
The wine spilled on his chest and soaked the beast robe.
The girl from the clan wandered among the bonfires, delivering jars of blood wine to the hands of many warriors.
Her graceful figure was intoxicating.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
Qingyang Huan was sitting cross-legged on the roof of a stone house.
He also had a jar of blood wine in his hand, but the other hand was holding the little guy.
At this moment, the bonfires in the city reflected the red fire of the stone city, which also made the little guy's face flush. of.
"Yao'er."
Putting down the wine jar, Qing Yanghuan picked up the little guy and teased him, lifting him high again and again, which immediately made the little guy giggle.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
Qing Yanghuan named the little guy Yao'er.
At this moment, the pink little guy is stretching out his little hands to grab downwards, as if he is trying to grab a bonfire.
While holding Xiao Yao'er in his arms, Qingyanghuan's eyes swept across the boiling scene below, and a touch of peace fell in his heart.
Now he finally broke through the shackles with Qingyanghuan and ushered in a new beginning.
The mountains are high and the rivers are long, and there is no limit to the martial arts.
No matter where you travel in the future, your roots will always be concerned about you.
Only when your home is stable can you feel at ease when you are free in the future.
The little red face illuminated by the bonfire made Yao'er extremely excited and kept waving her little hands.
Unfortunately, she was too small and it was impossible to catch the beating flames.
"Wow wow wow"
The next moment, Qingyang grabbed forward with his big hand, and a small flame appeared in his palm.
Suddenly the little Yao'er's voice stopped, and the crystal tears were still hanging in the corners of his eyes, and he started to giggle.
The whole clan celebrates, allowing every clan member to eat and drink with open stomach.
Even the little guys in the clan ran away with the wine jar while the women were not paying attention.
They opened the seal of the wine jar while running and took a few sips.
The spicy blood wine directly burned their little faces red, and they became dizzy in an instant.
They fell to the ground and screamed like ghosts and wolves.
The women and men who were chasing after them picked up the little guy and walked back, slapping him hard on the buttocks.
Unfortunately, the little guys were all drunk like mud, so they couldn't bear the slap on the buttocks. , it seems that it cannot be sensed.
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The carnival lasted for a whole day, and the whole city was filled with the refreshing aroma of wine.
The drinking men opened their hearts, temporarily put down everything they were carrying, and looked drunk.
Yao'er also fell asleep on the stone roof.
Qingyang Huan handed it to his mother-in-law, picked up the wine jar and rushed into the bonfire.
He grabbed the tribesmen passing by and started drinking.
Some tribesmen had already drunk so much that they hung on the walls, and even fell asleep on the ground.
They had not experienced such unscrupulous drinking for a long time.
Whether it was the people of the Qingyang tribe who had gone through hundreds of thousands of miles of migration, or the soldiers of the Qingyang Guard who had gone through the previous conquests, they had already been weighed down a lot, and they were all released on this day.
Soon, the stone city was filled with bodies lying in various directions, and snorings were heard one after another.
The women did not care about their men lying on the ground, grabbed their babies and returned to the stone houses where they lived.
On this day, Qingyang Huan also let go of his inhibitions.
Jars of blood and wine were piled around him, and he finally lay down under the eaves and fell asleep soundly.
The second day Opening his eyes from under the eaves, Qingyang Huan opened his mouth and exhaled turbid air.
The silent blood burst out from deep inside his body, flowing away from his limbs and bones, washing away the laziness all over his body.
One after another, tribesmen woke up, and soon a powerful horn sounded from the top of the city, waking up the tribesmen who were still sleeping.
After the excitement, the Qingyang tribe began to welcome a new life.
In the following time, the Qingyang tribe and the Qingyang guards began to work hard.
The tombs of the ancestors who migrated from Lashan were rebuilt ten miles away from Shicheng.
And this is not over yet.
At the beginning, Qingyanghuan had promised those human warriors who were bloody demon soldiers.
Now the Qingyang family has not forgotten it.
The bones that have been sorted out are also buried next to the newly opened tomb.
The bones of these fallen warriors are sacrificed year after year.
However, too many warriors had passed away, and several days had passed by the time all the recovered bones were buried.
On the sixth day, the clan’s main hall.
Qingyang Jue summoned the warriors in the clan and began to arrange the next development of the Qingyang clan.
Qingyang Huan did not participate in this.
Now that the Qingyang clan's totem warriors and tribal totems are already there, it is enough to be promoted to the general.
Just wait for the edict from the Humanity Palace.
After spending so much thought and time on settling down his clan members, Qingyang Huan felt a little more at ease.
With a stable home, he could pursue the path of martial arts with peace of mind.
Five days later, there was an ancient mountain deep in the virtual road of Gu'ao Cave.
The ancient trees were like forests, green and green, and the surroundings were cold and quiet.
Qingyang Huan sat cross-legged under the green tree, his eyes slightly closed, and his whole body exuded a faint green color.
Light.
This kind of blue light is not dazzling, but has a kind of warmth, which makes people feel calm.
The breeze blew, and the fallen leaves spiraled down from the trees, falling on his shoulders and sliding down.
Soon, there was a layer of leaves all around him.
Suddenly, his slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and in the depths of his black jade-like pupils, a desolate land was reflected, with vicious shadows roaring.
The senior management of the company stared at the main hall, with a hint of expectation and a hint of worry in their eyes.
Everyone understands that the hall is related to the hope of inheritance and reproduction of the entire Qingyang.
Qingyang has no totems.
Just now in the long years of reproduction, one or two totem-level warriors appeared by chance.
The birth of such totem-level warriors More like a coincidence.
Now that the tribal totems are expected to reunite, there is no warrior who is not excited.
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If the tribal totems are successful, then the bottleneck of the Qingyang clan's reproduction will be broken.
Not to mention them, their descendants will not need to be trapped below the totems and have the opportunity to ascend.
A stronger martial arts realm.
Buzz Green light flickered out of the hall like waves one after another, each time affecting the minds of the warriors outside the hall.
A full month had passed, and every day there would be warriors waiting outside the hall. buzz buzz The green light that washed out of the hall became more and more intense and intense, making everyone understand that the most exciting moment for them was about to come.
The ancient and vicissitudes of life began to gradually overflow from the hall, washing away in all directions. roar Suddenly, there was a roar and explosion.
At this moment, many warriors gathered outside heard such a roar in their ears, as if it spanned endless years and roared directly into their ears.
In a daze, in the eyes of all the Qingyang tribesmen gathered outside the main hall, a real jade man covered in green armor walked out of the Qingguang main hall in front of them.
The green-gold body was not very tall, but only four feet high, but it revealed ancient vicissitudes that made their hearts palpitate.
When Zhen Huan stepped forward, it was as if he were pushing across an ancient divine mountain, and the breath of vicissitudes of life flowed throughout his body.
The figure of Zhenhuan continues to enlarge in the eyes of the Qingyang people.
Green-gold real scales cover the whole body, the majestic legs are like pillars piercing the earth, the body swings, the tail sweeps across the void like a whip, and the dark golden eyes exude a cold light.
"True" Finally, Qing Yangjue was the first to react and roared, waking everyone up.
This roar spread throughout Qingyang City.
At this moment, all the Qingyang clan members knew that their Qingyang clan’s totem was born.
From now on, the Qingyang clan is no longer a rootless duckweed, but has a tribal totem.
Zhenhuan, this is a creature that lived in the ancient times.
It is a ferocious beast comparable to the royal family.
The pure-blooded Zhenhuan has been extinct for a long time.
Now in the mountains and seas, the bloodline of Zhenhuan includes Golden Huan, Qingyang Huan, Golden retriever and other branch bloodlines.
Being able to use such an existence as a totem will naturally gain tyrannical power.
"roar Half a day later, the entire city was filled with the roars of countless warriors, and every member of the Qingyang tribe was shouting loudly, unable to cover up the joy in their eyes.
Similarly, the warriors of the Qingyang Guard, who from now on belonged to the Qingyang tribe, were also caught up in the carnival.
They came out of the casual warriors and naturally understood what the tribal totem represented.
They may not have the chance, but they will give birth to future generations.
The leader of the Qingyang clan has promised them that the Qingyang totem is the common totem of everyone in Qingyang.
The continuation of the bloodline gives people hope and naturally gives them a sense of belonging.
The whole stone city was boiling, and piles of bonfires were lit.
The beasts that had just been hunted were stripped of their skins and put on the grill.
After a while, the smell of meat spread out, and the golden beasts were roasted.
Meat dripping with grease.
The Qingyang tribe took out the blood wine brought from Mount Lashan and delivered it to the man one jar after another.
The blood wine brewed from the blood of ferocious beasts mixed with herbs exuded a fragrant fragrance.
The rough guys who have been hunting in the wilderness all year round are naturally not polite.
They directly grabbed the meat of the ferocious beast on the grill with their big hands, ignoring the dripping hot grease, opened their big mouths and started to bite, and then picked up the wine jar. , drinking heavily.
Tens of thousands of people gathered together and roared, and the sound was naturally loud.
Some people danced ancient war dances, surrounding the bonfire.
Under the reflection of the flames, whether they were old people, women, children, or strong men, their faces were red and their heads were red.
Qingyangjue held a wine jar in one hand and walked among the tribesmen, drinking heavily and laughing wildly.
The wine spilled on his chest and soaked the beast robe.
The girl from the clan wandered among the bonfires, delivering jars of blood wine to the hands of many warriors.
Her graceful figure was intoxicating.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
Qingyang Huan was sitting cross-legged on the roof of a stone house.
He also had a jar of blood wine in his hand, but the other hand was holding the little guy.
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At this moment, the bonfires in the city reflected the red fire of the stone city, which also made the little guy's face flush. of.
"Yao'er."
Putting down the wine jar, Qing Yanghuan picked up the little guy and teased him, lifting him high again and again, which immediately made the little guy giggle.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
Qing Yanghuan named the little guy Yao'er.
At this moment, the pink little guy is stretching out his little hands to grab downwards, as if he is trying to grab a bonfire.
While holding Xiao Yao'er in his arms, Qingyanghuan's eyes swept across the boiling scene below, and a touch of peace fell in his heart.
Now he finally broke through the shackles with Qingyanghuan and ushered in a new beginning.
The mountains are high and the rivers are long, and there is no limit to the martial arts.
No matter where you travel in the future, your roots will always be concerned about you.
Only when your home is stable can you feel at ease when you are free in the future.
The little red face illuminated by the bonfire made Yao'er extremely excited and kept waving her little hands.
Unfortunately, she was too small and it was impossible to catch the beating flames.
"Wow wow wow" The next moment, Qingyang grabbed forward with his big hand, and a small flame appeared in his palm.
Suddenly the little Yao'er's voice stopped, and the crystal tears were still hanging in the corners of his eyes, and he started to giggle.
The whole clan celebrates, allowing every clan member to eat and drink with open stomach.
Even the little guys in the clan ran away with the wine jar while the women were not paying attention.
They opened the seal of the wine jar while running and took a few sips.
The spicy blood wine directly burned their little faces red, and they became dizzy in an instant.
They fell to the ground and screamed like ghosts and wolves.
The women and men who were chasing after them picked up the little guy and walked back, slapping him hard on the buttocks.
Unfortunately, the little guys were all drunk like mud, so they couldn't bear the slap on the buttocks. , it seems that it cannot be sensed.
The carnival lasted for a whole day, and the whole city was filled with the refreshing aroma of wine.
The drinking men opened their hearts, temporarily put down everything they were carrying, and looked drunk.
Yao'er also fell asleep on the stone roof.
Qingyang Huan handed it to his mother-in-law, picked up the wine jar and rushed into the bonfire.
He grabbed the tribesmen passing by and started drinking.
Some tribesmen had already drunk so much that they hung on the walls, and even fell asleep on the ground.
They had not experienced such unscrupulous drinking for a long time.
Whether it was the people of the Qingyang tribe who had gone through hundreds of thousands of miles of migration, or the soldiers of the Qingyang Guard who had gone through the previous conquests, they had already been weighed down a lot, and they were all released on this day.
Soon, the stone city was filled with bodies lying in various directions, and snoring could be heard one after another.
The women did not care about their men lying on the ground, grabbed their babies and returned to the stone houses where they lived.
On this day, Qingyang Huan also let go of his inhibitions.
Jars of blood and wine were piled around him, and he finally lay down under the eaves and fell asleep soundly.
The second day Opening his eyes from under the eaves, Qingyang Huan opened his mouth and exhaled turbid air.
The silent blood burst out from the depths of his body, escaping from his limbs and bones, washing away the laziness all over his body.
One after another, tribesmen woke up, and soon a powerful horn sounded from the top of the city, waking up the tribesmen who were still sleeping.
After the excitement, the Qingyang clan began to welcome a new life.
In the following time, the Qingyang clan and the Qingyang Guards began to work hard.
The tombs of the ancestors who migrated from Lashan were rebuilt ten miles away from Shicheng.
And this is not over yet.
At the beginning, Qingyang Huan had promised those human warriors who were bloody demon soldiers.
Now the Qingyang family has not forgotten it.
The bones that have been sorted out are also buried next to the newly opened tomb.
The bones of these fallen warriors are sacrificed year after year.
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However, too many warriors had passed away, and several days had passed by the time all the recovered bones were buried.
On the sixth day, the clan’s main hall.
Qingyang Jue summoned the warriors in the clan and began to arrange the next development of the Qingyang clan.
Qingyang Huan did not participate in this.
Now that the Qingyang clan's totem warriors and tribal totems are already there, it is enough to be promoted to the general.
Just wait for the edict from the Humanity Palace.
After spending so much thought and time to settle down his clan members, Qingyang Huan felt a little more at ease.
With his family stable, he could pursue the path of martial arts with peace of mind.
Five days later, there was an ancient mountain deep in the virtual road of Gu'ao Cave.
The ancient trees were like forests, green and green, and the surroundings were cold and quiet.
Qingyang Huan sat cross-legged under the green tree, his eyes slightly closed, and his whole body exuded a faint green color.
Light.
This kind of blue light is not dazzling, but has a kind of warmth, which makes people feel calm.
The breeze blew, and fallen leaves spiraled down from the trees, falling on his shoulders and sliding down.
Soon, a layer of leaves fell around him.
Suddenly, his slightly closed eyes slowly opened, and in the depths of his black jade-like pupils, a desolate land was reflected, with vicious shadows roaring
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