Vol 3 Chapter 827: Zhen Jiezi's Journey to the Root · Continued

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Just like Xiaodong and Xiaoxi, Jiangbei is also far away from the area where Yuanling's veins converge. It is located in the upper reaches of the river's veins, where the spiritual veins converge. Reiki is much thinner than the famous mountains and rivers. Since ancient times, it has been a place where monsters rarely come out and monks cannot enter. For mortals, such a lot is relatively safe, at least you do n’t have to worry about an inexplicable shock wave that day will make your home ruined. Therefore, since ancient times, this is the place where mortals gather.
Luojia Village, a small village in Jiangbei, is not big. As the name suggests, in this village, the surname Luo is the majority.
It is said that their ancestors belonged to the same race, and even had monks and prominent monks.
In this small village, there is a ditch from a large river. The occupied land is not good or bad in these ten miles and eight townships. In this small village, there are a few good players who serve the land. Occasionally, in the light brown fields, one or two acres of black, almost oily fertilizer fields are produced. But on the whole, brown soil and yellow soil are still the main areas here.
The people in the village live in that row of brick houses.
An ordinary village.
In this area where mortals live, there have been no monks for generations. People in Luojia Village didn't really believe the legend of "there are ancestors in the ancestors".
However, Wang Qi now knows that this legend is true. The status of the monks from their ancestors is indeed outstanding.
Lord of the Loufu Xuan Qing Palace, Mahayana's venerable, pressured the monks of the world.
That was over ten thousand years ago.
Wang Qi didn't want to disturb others, landed next to the village, and whispered to Zhen Jiezi: "In the beginning, the Luofu Xuanqing Palace and the Emperor Ji splitting Heavenly Dao fired together, and the mortal clan of the Luofu Xuanqing Palace monks were all killed by the Huangji Splitting Heaven Dao. ... Uh, you should also know that the style of imperial rift has always been overbearing extreme. They believe in the connection between clan and sect, so they do n’t give opponents any chance. Only those who are far away from those monks have few generations. Only tribes who had been monks escaped ... "
Zhen Jiezi said calmly: "I know. This one cannot be a direct descendant of my righteous father's one. It's just ... as you said, we only take the root of Yuan Jing blood."
Wang Qidao: "You just look at it that way."
"The enemy is still alive. Although it is unlikely that I will kill him personally in my life, I always have a chance to see how he died." Zhen Jiezi said calmly. Since he was a boy, he has been designated as the next generation head of Luofu Xuan Qing Palace. When he was in his "late years", somehow he broke into heaven with Emperor Ji, and he lost the entire martial art. He also died in his own way, leaving only a residual soul and consciousness. The buildings outside have collapsed, and the state of mind has changed.
A trace of grimness also appeared on Wang Qi's face: "I and Huangji Split Heavenly Dao also have an account to count ... Maybe after a year or two, when you are done well, I will be able to go overseas. The Emperor Jiji Heavenly Path is extinguished. "
As soon as Zhen Jiezi rebuked the word "absurd", he laughed in an instant. He remembered how Wang Qi had shaken the distraction period during the foundation period, and remembered how Wang Qi had just destroyed the distraction period with just one enemy. Even if there are factors that benefit from the magic weapon, it is quite remarkable.
Besides, what do the instruments have for Wang Qi? He really knows it, Wang Qi just handed in two remarkable papers. Although the old man did not know how powerful the paper was, he could see from Wang Qi's smug expression that the value of that paper definitely exceeded everything he had written before.
Will this kind of genius monk lack a magic weapon in the future?
Maybe a few years later, he not only cultivated to be stronger, but also had more sharp instruments!
Maybe after only a few years of effort, Wang Qi can really face up to Mahayana monks.
Thinking of this, Zhen Jiezi can only smile bitterly: "Hahaha, Huangji cracked the heavenly road, and Huangji cracked the heavenly road. The result of a thousand years of struggle was destroyed by a little monk who had been practicing for more than ten or twenty years. In our era, a dozen or twenty years of enlightenment was equivalent to building a foundation! "
After laughing, Zhen Jiezi said to Wang Qi: "What do you do now? Go to the clan's long house to sample?"
"No, just look at it and choose which one you think is the most pleasing."
Zhen Jiezi frowned: "Why is this?"
"You know, whatever the generation, but if a woman steals a man without being discovered, there might be Yuan Jing bloodline roots of foreign names mixed in ... mixed in 'stealing dragons and turning Phoenix' No woman has stolen since 10,000 years in the family, right? "Wang Qixun said:" So, this kind of thing can only be confirmed by yourself. "
"How to confirm?"
"Look with your eyes." Wang Qi shrugged and said that he was also helpless: "Just pick one that fits your eyes?"
"Close your eyes ..." Zhen Jiezi was furious: "Is this a blind date or a son-in-law? Choose a close eye? Can such a thing be so sloppy?"
Ten thousand years later, how much can a family's appearance change? To put it this way, when the modern Chinese see the Hemudu people, the first reaction is either "Which country's friend is this" or "Where is the evil spirit?"
Ten thousand years is not worth mentioning to individuals who have successfully cultivated, but for mortals, too many things can happen.
Wang Qi was not joking with the old man of the ring this time: "There is simply no better way. Xianmeng has narrowed the scope from the entire Divine State to a few specific positions. What dissatisfaction do you have?"
Really explain the words. After a while, he asked: "That means, we have to look at them one by one?"
"If you don't want to see it with your own eyes, there is no way out." Wang Qi thought about it and waved hundreds of small red cylinders out of the storage bag. The cylinders quickly turned into a machine bird, flapped their wings and flew into the village: "These little guys can automatically record the faces of all Luo surnamed men in this village. Oh, yes, before Tianlingling Tiansheng Peak Bian also passed me a road rank, saying that entering a person ’s face can automatically calculate his appearance after a period of time or before. "
Zhen Jiezi's eyes lit up, but he was still a little puzzled: "You are studying this kind of law ... not very useful tricks?"
"Research on the by-products of the subject of" growth "and" aging ". Wang Qi explained.
Really explain the child: "Then help to figure out the equivalent of a mortal 20 to 50 years old."
"Parameters, twenty to fifty ..."
With dozens of organ birds flying in Luojia Village, three-dimensional pictures were synthesized. Then, two calculators of fairy series began to tell the operation, according to the iterative algorithm provided by Tianlingling, to calculate the appearance of those young men or strong men.
"It doesn't look like ... nor does it look like." Zhen Jiezi carefully looked at the three-dimensional images of these mortal faces, trying to identify the characteristics of a deceased person ten thousand years ago.
This is two days.
Only, soon he was disappointed.
"Neither ... Only a seven-year-old child grows up with a nose like that."
"Luo Longxiang ... remember this one." Wang Qi selected the child that Zhen Jiezi said from the identification information given in advance by Xianmeng and made a mark. Then, he comforted Zhen Jiezi and said: "You should also know ... This kind of luck thing is basically impossible overnight. We still have a lot of places to go shopping."
Next, Wang Qi went down the river all the way, starting from Jiangbei and going east. The former site of Luofu Xuanqing Palace Luofu Mountain was originally in the Yangtze River, and the family and children of Luofu Xuanqing Palace resident naturally live there. At that time, the Luofu Xuanqing Palace was wiped out by the imperial rift heaven, and these mortals fled along the river. Wang Qi is now walking, in fact, basically the road of escape for the mortal relatives of the Luofu Xuanqing Palace 10,000 years ago.
The Luo family of Zhen Jiezi's righteous father and the Su family of his own family have mostly spread their leaves on this "road to escape". Of course, those people did not live after they fled. For example, the Devil Emperor's Chaos, they have to migrate again, so Wang Qi's route is also different from those mortal escape routes.
However, just when Shenjing was in sight, Wang Qi turned around. Shenzhou Dongtu was the hardest hit area of ​​the Devil Emperor's Rebellion hundreds of years ago, and few mortals survived. Now people basically move from other places later.
After finishing the eastward advance, Wang Qi turned north. The Holy Infant Church preached Beihuang in an attempt to wipe out the ancient gods of the people of Beidi. To this end, they moved in a group of people from the interior. One of the Su family went there.
Infant education was very successful. The Beidi people are now naturalized. Among the current monks, there are also some people who have Pedi ancestry-such as King Bai Ze. In Beidi, Wang Qi successfully found the descendants of the Su family who had become nomads.
Here, Wang Qi also experienced a grassland style. Large barbecue, horse wine.
It's a pity that Shinjiko still didn't find what he wanted.
After eating the last cheese and wine, Wang Qi was full of wine and embarked on a journey again.
This time, he went all the way south. In addition to fleeing to the east, a small group of people from the Xuanqing Palace in Luofu fled to the south and fled to Xiaoxi.
After flying once again into the air, Makoto suddenly sighed, "Interesting."
"What's the matter, old man?"
"When the old man used to be a monk, his concern for his relatives was very limited, but I never thought that now they are all dead. Shadow ... the old couple's not-so-lovable brothers, and ... and ... hahaha, the old man didn't look at their faces so carefully when they were alive! It feels like the old man is like A mortal old man is like seeing an old man's demeanor from the faces of future generations ... It's interesting. Is this a regain of mortal heart? "
"It's okay, it's annoying to watch. There are five or six places to Xiaoxi here? Look at one or two again, it's okay."
Wang Qi wondered: "Don't you care much about yourself?"
"Which man doesn't care at all?" Zhen Jiezi snorted: "But as your kid said, ten thousand years is actually a long time ... long time may change anything."
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