In Li Yao's eyes, most of these barbarian monks are little ones in the Qi Refining Stage.
Occasionally, there are one or two in the Foundation Establishment Stage, who are cheering in front and behind, being carried by dozens of colorful natives, or followed by a large number of jackals.
Tigers, leopards, snakes, insects, rats, ants, the ostentation was extremely grand.
The recruiting envoy surnamed Ling, perhaps with the idea of "a thousand pieces of gold and horse bones", or because there is really no one available under his account, has recruited these guys who are like acrobatics troupes one by one.
It is really a great favor of the emperor to seek talents.
If thirsty.
In this way, every time they arrived at a Wuman stronghold, King Master's team expanded.
Not to mention how much combat power these barbarian soldiers and Wuman monks could exert, at least they looked mighty and magnificent.
Moreover, these natives have one advantage at least, that is, they are more familiar with the local terrain.
With their joining, when the king's division goes on the march, he can release native soldiers and barbarian monks to explore the surroundings, and the chance of being attacked by the enemy is greatly increased.
Lowering it would save a lot of trouble.
The recruiting envoy surnamed Ling organized the Wuman monks into a separate battalion and sent many barbarian soldiers to take care of them.
These Wuman monks were originally like "real immortals on land" in the Wunan jungle.
They were the patron saints of major cities, caves and tribes.
It was a great honor for the barbarian soldiers to take care of them in front of and behind their horses.
For a time, the Wuman monks talked loudly in the camp all day long, boasted about Dharma conch, and showed off their power.
But he didn't know that there was a Xiaolong hidden close at hand, so he heard a lot of their lies.
Combining their remarks, Li Yao gradually outlined the general situation of this world, and also understood the "imperial court's" intention of sending the recruiting envoy named Ling to Wunan.
It's time to get up close and personal with them.
One day half a month later.
Above the rift valley deep in the mountains, a young man with an indifferent face gradually emerged from among the layers of branches.
This young man's skin is slightly green, but extremely delicate, as if it were crafted from a piece of warm jade, and it feels smooth and slippery.
He is said to be a young man, but if you look closely, you can see that the corners of his eyes are covered with very fine lines that extend to near his temples, making his eyes look quite narrow.
Coupled with the pure black eyes that almost swallowed up the whites of his eyes, without any variegation, they gave off a mysterious and deep feeling that could not be traced to the bottom, making it impossible to tell his age.
It seems that it is okay to say that he is less than twenty, that it is okay to say that he is thirty or forty years old, or even that he is a middle-aged man over seventy or eighty years old, but who takes very good care of himself.
The young man's lips were extremely thin, and he always wore an expression that was half-smiling but not smiling.
His vision was extremely wide, as if no matter which side of him you stood on, you could feel being stared at by him, and a few flashes of light occasionally flashed in his eyes.
The fierce light also explained the reason why he walked so calmly in the depths of the jungle, which was full of dangers.
On the thumb of the young man's left hand, he wore a bright green ring, which shone with mysterious light, like a green cloud that was always held in his palm.
The young man stretched out his right hand, gently turned the ring, and coughed dryly.
"Boom boom boom boom boom!"
Deep in the rift valley, an earth-shattering explosion sounded immediately, and a large number of rocks on both sides of the mountain wall collapsed, blocking the cave tightly.
The young man smiled slightly, soared into the clouds and mist, and his body was like lightning, shooting into the depths of the jungle.
Soon, the sound of breaking trees, cracking rocks, and the shrill screams of monsters could be heard from deep in the jungle.
A giant python with nine sharp horns growing on its head, surrounding each other like a crown, sprang out from the towering tree and fled away in panic.
But before he could escape more than ten meters, he was grabbed by another strange force.
Amidst the bursts of miserable cries, he was dragged back to the depths of the forest like a lamb that had bitten its thigh in the past.
… Next to the large banner that read "Wunnan Five Routes to Recruit Zhizhi Ling", many colorful flags and strange beast skulls were hung, representing the witch barbarian tribes that were vassalized by the king.
Under the banner, there is a caravan dragged by four pied oxen, like a moving palace.
Even though the wheels and axles are attached with light and swift talismans, the four pied oxen are still dragged.
He was sweating profusely and gasping for air.
Inside and outside the caravan, there are two worlds.
Outside is a jungle filled with miasmatic poisonous fog, poisonous mosquitoes and giant flies, and the scorching sun.
Inside the caravan, it is like a quiet and elegant quiet room.
Not only is the noise of cicadas, horses, people, and the sultry heat and miasma outside completely isolated, even the bumps of the caravan running over tree roots and pools of water are completely isolated.
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Unperceivable, it is as smooth and soft as driving through patches of clouds.
This mobile quiet room is not even qualified for the surnamed Ling to enjoy, but belongs to the golden elixir-level female sword cultivator who controls the orchid secret sword.
A corner of the "Quiet Room" is made of white jade, and a wisp of lavender sandalwood is lit in the exquisite octagonal incense burner.
On the right side of the "quiet room", there is a small and exquisite bookshelf, with a few mottled bamboo slips and a few antique fragments.
The golden elixir female sword cultivator, still dressed in white, looked like an orchid in bud, sitting cross-legged, her eyes slightly closed, as if sleeping but not sleeping.
When the wisps of sandalwood floated to her side, they were drawn by her thoughts and condensed into graceful figures dancing with swords.
They were like thunder and anger, like the condensed light of the river and sea, and like the swimming dragon, filling the room with sword light.
Unsteady.
Suddenly, the sword light formed by dozens of purple smoke condensed suddenly and turned into a lavender smoke pellet.
The female swordsman opened her lips slightly and swallowed it in one gulp.
She opened her eyes slightly and relaxed her jade wrists.
Ripples appeared on the curtain door of the caravan, as if a restriction had been lifted.
There was a dry cough from outside, and the messenger surnamed Ling opened the door curtain and bent down to come in.
In the past ten months, he had been marching in the jungle, and he had also lost a lot of weight.
His face became darker and darker, and his wrinkles became deeper and deeper like knife cuts.
But at this moment, it seemed that something good had happened to him, and there was a smile between his eyebrows.
"Father, why did the army stop just now?"
The female sword cultivator asked calmly, "My daughter has sensed a rather sharp vibration of spiritual energy.
Is there any master here who wants to help?"
"Yes and no."
The recruiter surnamed Ling smiled and said, "Just now, our army passed by the famous and dangerous 'Duotou Cliff' in this area.
Suddenly, they heard neighing sounds coming from the bottom of the cliff.
They sent people to investigate, but it turned out to be a young man with a strange appearance.
Next to the 'Thousand Snake Cave' at the bottom of the cliff, fight with a 'High-Crown Poisonous Python'!"
"The high-crested poisonous python is one of the most exotic monsters in the Wunan Mountains, but it couldn't bear the young man's bare hands and strangled it.
He cut it into three or five pieces at that time, which is amazing!"
"I asked the experts here to test it out, but Mo Yunling's three cave masters were defeated by this young man one by one, and almost lost their lives to him."
"I think this young man has at least a mid-to-high-level cultivation level in the Foundation Establishment stage, and his moves are very methodical.
He should be under the guidance of an expert.
It is really rare in this remote place!"
"Fortunately, this young man admires Wang Hua.
When he saw the majesty of Master Wang and the 'Black Tiger Iron Guard', he knew how powerful they were and came forward to contact us."
"oh?"
The golden elixir female sword cultivator's eyes flashed, and she asked calmly, "What is the origin of this child?"
"I asked an interpreter who was familiar with the dialect of the Seventy-Two Dong dialect to come forward and ask questions, but what he spoke seemed to be the dialect of the far west, and he was stumbling and intermittent.
It seemed that he had been alone for too long and had not spoken for a long time.
The envoy surnamed Ling said, "The interpreter reported that this guy can't even explain his origins.
He only knows that he grew up deep in the mountains and forests, in an inaccessible place, living among snakes, insects, rats, ants, and jackals, tigers, and leopards."
Keep company and develop an invulnerability , with a body of infinite strength, one day, he was taken by a stranger, brought to an unknown cave in the depths of the clouds, and passed on a mantle.
A few years later, the stranger died suddenly, and this son has been there ever since.
He dominates the mountains and forests and feeds on poisonous pythons and giant insects.”
"However, this son's master also told him about the great power of the imperial court.
When he saw our army's banner, he did not dare to make any mistakes.
He was willing to surrender to the imperial court and fight against the rebellious ministers!"
"Daughter, since our 'recruitment order' was released, in ten months, twenty-two Dong Wuman tribes have come to join us.
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The number of monks here has also exceeded one hundred.
Now we have obtained a vanguard general.
It can be seen that I still have great power, and I may be able to find a way out of this near-death situation during this trip!"
"Yuwei?"
The golden elixir female sword cultivator smiled, her eyes were misty, and she sighed quietly, "Think back three hundred years ago, when our Daqian country was at its peak and our military fortunes were prosperous, what did these savage chiefs in the Wunan Mountains and Forests count for?
At that time, there was no need to go out at all The army only needs to dispatch a small official in the Qi refining stage, holding the golden sword and king's order from the capital of God.
Not to mention these shrimp soldiers and crab generals who are refining Qi and building foundations, even the golden elixirs and Yuanying in Wunan area, none of them are as silent as cicadas. , where are you obediently?"
"I didn't expect that in just a hundred years, my Dagang would decline so much.
Even my father, a second-rank official personally appointed by the imperial court, and the Wunan Five-Road Recruitment Envoy, would have to add a new foundation-builder to my account.
The monk was overjoyed, really, really, really..."
Her daughter's words made the minister surnamed Ling blush.
He smiled awkwardly and said: "Lan Yin, eating the emperor's salary, being loyal to the emperor, and the changes in the court are not something you and I can control.
Since you become the leader, In order to recruit and install envoys, we can only do our best to prevent the situation in Wunan from getting worse, and we will be worthy of the emperor's grace!"
"The emperor's grace is so great?"
A few flashes of lightning flashed in the eyes of the golden elixir female swordsman "Ling Lanyin", and she sneered, "It is obvious that the new emperor has ascended the throne, and his anger is still lingering.
He wants to kill the chickens to scare the monkeys, and drive out all my Ling clan!"
"presumptuous!"
When he was talking to his daughter just now, the recruiter surnamed Ling kept his posture very low, as if his daughter's status was still slightly above him.
However, upon hearing his daughter say such treasonous words, the recruiter surnamed Ling still lowered his face and shouted angrily, half-seriously. ... ...