Vol 2 Chapter 825: Venerable Vanu

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The Fangzhaohou Tribe rooted in the border and deserted southern Xinjiang, ups and downs for tens of thousands of years, and even escaped the impact of the demon clan back then, which had to be shocking.
Xia Tuo himself had some doubts, how could there be a dead egg under the covering nest? As Daqi's Hou tribe, Daqi and other Hou tribes were destroyed, but Ying Lu survived.
What facts are the years concealing?
It’s a pity that everything can only be guessed now. Yingzhao has dominated the southern border for thousands of years, and the territory under his command is much larger than that of Daxia. In the southernmost land of the most remote, borderline land, it is no different from the earth emperor. .
Under the leadership of Chenling Mountain, Xia Tuo headed toward the border and wasteland further south, the border and wasteland is located in the southwest of the wasteland, and the west and the south are both wild and ancient land.
It is rumored that the Sea of ​​Souls in the extreme south of the ghostly ghost realm is actually the same part of the wild ancient land.
The Soul Sea is the birthplace of the Monster Race, and it has existed in the Shanhaili Era. Later, the Monster Race was bred from the sea and gradually occupied the Umbral Domain.
Across the ruling land of the Fang Hou Tribe, Xia Tuo appeared in the extreme south of the border.
The ruling foundation of the Fangzhuhou tribe was based on the tribal territory it occupies, plus the seven uncles living around southern Xinjiang. These uncles obeyed the edicts of the Fangzhaohou and formed a small-scale royal court. .
The Seven Uncles can be regarded as the basis for the Yingzhou Hou Tribe to rule the South, Southeast and Southwest.
Leaving the ruling place of the Fangzhuhou tribe, the wilderness that appeared in front of Xia Tuo began to gradually become desolate, and the human tribes and cities gradually became scarce.
Chen Lingshan has lived in the Southern Territory for a long time, and he has some understanding of it.
"Lord, when we cross Shiling Mountain to the south, even if we leave the border wasteland and enter the barren ancient land, Shiling Mountain straddles the east and west, which is the dividing line between the border wasteland and the barren valley ancient land."
The two of them were walking in the wilderness. Actually, the Zangzhou tribe ruled southern Xinjiang for so many years. There were teleportation witch formations in some big cities, but Xia Tuo didn't do it. It would be better not to disturb Yingzhao for the time being.
"What does Shiling Mountain have to say?"
Xia Tuo asked casually.
"There are some sayings. Legend has it that long ago, when the ancestors of the frontier land opened up the wilderness, they came to Shiling Mountain and were blocked by a lion in the mountain. Because they were afraid of this lion, the ancestors I dare not cross Shiling Mountain to the south, so the land south of Shiling Mountain has gradually become a barren land in the south."
Three days later, Xia Tuo saw Shiling Mountain, the east-west line, the mountains are like clusters, each of which is thousands of feet high, like a sword straight into the sky, separating the north and the south.
Seeing this scene, it is no wonder that this mountain range will be called the dividing line between the wilderness and the ancient land.
"Lord, cross Shiling Mountain, about 300,000 li to the east, and 700,000 li to the south, which is Heishui Cliff."
After carefully observing the path and the terrain of the nearby mountains, Chenling Mountain said to Xia Tuo: "The ancient land in the south of Shiling Mountain is a very strange place. Whether it is crossing the cave or actually flying in the air, once If you enter the depths, you will lose your way. This is a lesson handed down from the last era.
Although the Yingtiaohou Department opened up a mineral vein near Heishuiya, it also built two teleporting witch formations, first to the east and then south. In the area south of Shiling Mountain, the teleportation witch formations cannot be transmitted. . "
"Okay, let's go."
Xia Tuo didn't struggle with this. He didn't feel that he could contend with the warnings handed down from the Longhan era. Just detour.
After crossing the Shiling Mountain and entering the barren ancient land, Xia Tuo discovered that the ancient land in the south is still very different from the ancient land in the northwest of Daxia.
In the depths of this ancient land, in addition to the miasma, the air is filled with scorching heat, but it is also mixed with a humid atmosphere. When ordinary warriors come in, it is easy to get up, and if they are in the woods for a long time, they will be dizzy.
With Chen Lingshan leading the way, the speed of the two is not slow, and it is difficult for Venerable Wannu. In order to avoid chasing and killing, they abruptly hide themselves in such a place.
...
Blackwater cliff.
This is a very peculiar place. The black cliffs are more and more high. Below the cliffs is a large black lake.
According to Chen Lingshan, the Frontier Desolate Slaves Division is a treasure of the palace, which can be moved at will. After being chased by the monster slaves, the Venerable Wannu was the last veteran of the Frontier Desolate Slaves Division. Can only flee away with treasures.
Nowadays, this is a land of mineral veins under the rule of the Yinghou Department. A large black ship that is thousands of feet long is suspended on the black water. The two sides of it are driven into the depths of the water with gold, and the ship is fixed.
On both sides of the big ship, black chains with the thickness of arms fell into the water. Some figures dived into the water along the iron chains. There were also people who climbed out of the water with bamboo baskets on their backs. The dripping bamboo baskets fell on the boat, pieces of black ore. .
"It's the Black Abyss Stone, a yin attribute ore. It is said that there is the of black water here."
Xia Tuo didn't care about the big ship that was dug out again. There was a breath of Dharma Realm on the ship, but there was a thick breath of death in the breath. It was obvious that this was a very old fellow.
At this moment, he directly caused the old Faxiang to fall asleep.
On the Black Water Cliff, Xia Tuo took out the Oracle Bone Order in his hand and squinted his eyes slightly. No one knew where Venerable Wannu was hiding now. He came here just to try.
In order to hide, Venerable Wannu didn't leave any contact information for the slave owners in the marginal wasteland. Obviously, he was afraid that he would be found by the Demon Realm Slave Hall.
But logically speaking, as the veteran of the slave house, it is impossible to give up the slave owner under his command.
The oracle bones gleamed with a faint light, and the ancient wedge-shaped characters jumped, exuding fluctuations, so Xia Tuo sacrificed the oracle bones with his own spiritual thoughts, and it took a day to sit.
...
In the dim hall, the walls are inlaid with stone lamps, the lights are the size of beans, and the light that shines is not even half a foot. In the hall, there are three rows of bone pillars supporting the hall.
The atmosphere above the hall was deep and secluded, surrounded by a thick mist.
In the depths of the hall, on a black, cracked yellowstone platform, a woman was shrouded in a hazy black mist. The mist flowed around, revealing her crystal-clear arms, like condensed agar-agar.
The woman lay lazily on the stone platform, three thousand green silks like a waterfall, under her head was a restrained jade pillow.
"Hmm~"
With a loud bang, it sounded from the hall, as if with infinite charm, arms and jade legs stretched out in the black mist, exuding a full luster.
The seemingly random stretched posture, solid phantoms appeared in the void around the stone platform, as if countless women were dancing.
Starting from the stone platform, Venerable Wan Nu's eyes still had a touch of distress, and after a few breaths did he regain his brilliance, and his eyes flashed with dim light.
"Franc."
There was a quiet sound, and a figure appeared in the darkness, standing in front of the stone platform, this was a burly middle-aged warrior, half-red shoulders were painted with blood-colored Kui lines.
The whole body of the figure has lost its vitality, the blood of Kuiwen is dried up, and the face is like plain, looking very hideous.
Venerable Wannu didn't have the slightest color, got up and climbed on the shoulders of the figure, his jade hand stroked his face, his eyes flashed with warmth.
"I will definitely kill Jiuying to avenge you."
Bright white forehead wrinkled, and at this moment, the lazy breath was gone, leaving only murder.
Looking at the bones and looking again, after a long time, Venerable Wannu recovered his thoughts, his jade hand stuck out, and an ancient cuneiform writing appeared in the dark of the hall.
Hum!
The halo turned into ripples, rippling out runes like water waves, turning into a light curtain like a mirror, and a scene on the black water cliff appeared.
"Oracle Bone Order~"
"Two slave owners."
Then, Venerable Wannu raised his eyebrows.
"Even the other one was taken as a slave."
There was a gloomy flow in her water-like eyes, and she somewhat doubted if she had been silent for too long.
She didn't need to think about what the affairs of the Border Desolate Slave Hall looked like. In the past few years, in order to heal her injuries, she hadn't taken care of the affairs in the palace, thinking that the slave owner under her command had long been killed by Jiuying's subordinates.
Sitting on the stone platform again, leaning lazily on the jade pillow, Venerable Wan Nu looked at the scene in the light curtain with contemplation in his eyes.
Jiuying has been chasing and killing her all these years, otherwise she wouldn't be hiding in Tibet.
Holding the Oracle Bone Order, he may not necessarily be the slave owner on the margins.
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Blackwater cliff.
Xia Tuo withdrew his mental thoughts, and the suspended Oracle Bone Lingluo returned to his palm. He stayed here for two consecutive days and found nothing.
As the certificate of the slave owner, the Oracle Bone Order is also a witchcraft, and he is now a dead horse as a living doctor.
Chen Lingshan watched Xia Tuo quietly from behind, not daring to show the slightest strangeness. Although he was a major slave owner, he knew little about the situation of the Border Desolate Slave Palace, and even the Slave Palace in the entire wasteland.
In fact, as the barrenest place in the wasteland, the Bianhuang Branch Hall is also the weakest among the slave halls in other regions.
After pondering for a while, Xia Tuo closed his eyes again and reactivated the Oracle Bone Ling. In any case, he had to try again.
...
Inside the slave hall.
Venerable Wannu looked at the scene in the light curtain, his eyes gleaming, and he was a little undecided. A land-opening appeared in the Bianhuang Slave Hall, which is definitely a good thing for the current Bianhuang Branch Hall.
But she couldn't tell whether there was Jiuying's conspiracy behind this. In these years, Jiuying chased her for one thing, to remove the roots, and the other is to seize the treasure of the Frontier Desolation Hall.
There are a total of twelve slave halls in the entire wasteland. In addition to one in the nine border regions and one region, there are also the East Sea Branch Hall, the South Wildness Branch Hall, and the West Polar Branch Hall.
The twelve sub-temples were all separated from the same witchcraft and circulated in the slave hall, saying that the temple came from the sky and contained the secret of longevity.
And the secret is about longevity!
Although it is a legend, some people still believe it.
Throughout the ages, since Yankang, it should be said that after the mountains and seas, all beings in the wasteland will no longer live forever, even if they have reincarnated many times~EbookFREE.me~, the life wheel is still limited.
She did care about longevity once, but now she doesn't care about it anymore, it's too far away.
Even if it is a strong man in the realm of heaven and humanity, he can't live for an era, but the longevity is just a flower in the mirror.
Of course, she doesn't care, but it doesn't mean that others don't care. Since Yankang, there have been more people seeking longevity.
Like Jiuying, Youying Slaves Branch also has the idea of ​​bringing the Bianhuang Slaves Branch into their hands.
As the veteran of the sub-temple of slaves in the frontier, she has been in charge of this sub-temple treasure for thousands of years, plus the past veterans, but no one has found any secret of longevity in the temple.
Looking at the light curtain quietly, thinking in her heart, Venerable Wannu was unwilling to pay attention to it, but she was also unwilling to do so. With her current strength, there was nothing left but a slave hall.
Without the help of external forces, how to fight against Jiuying and how to avenge her husband.
ps has some kavin, no more today