When the old Miao heard that the rooster was a descendant of the Xuan Bird, he actually regretted his decision.
How many people would be willing to give away such a divine item so easily?
Moreover, he was a disciple of the Golden Mansion's Thunder Altar Dojo, so he knew some Dao Sect secret techniques.
But salt…he really couldn't reject it.
Especially after Feng Bai asked the old foreigner to take out the ten kilograms of salt he carried with him, the old Miao man's eyes were wide open.
The North Stronghold was located deep in the mountains, so it was inconvenient to travel inside and outside.
Salt could be said to be the most scarce thing, but people had to eat salt. Long-term lack of salt could easily cause neck problems.
The salt that the old Westerner brought was of the highest quality.
In order to steal the ancient tomb of Pingshan, Chen Yulou had specially ordered people to prepare the food that he usually ate.
In the mountains of Miaojiang, salt of this quality could not be exchanged for even thousands of gold.
After accepting the salt, the old Miao man kept his word. He brought out a cage and locked the Furious Clear Chicken inside before handing it to Feng Bai.
"Old Sir is benevolent."
Chen Yulou cupped his hands and smiled.
The few of them stood together and chatted for a while. The old Miao man had also been through the martial arts world, so he could tell that these people in front of him were not ordinary people.
Whether it was his appearance, temperament, or the knowledge he revealed in his words.
He didn't look like a craftsman.
After thinking for a moment, he suddenly cupped his hands towards the few of them and said loudly.
"When I pay my respects to the North Pole Mountain, it is filled with purple qi. There are seventy-two famous mountains in the world, but only this mountain shines with golden light.”
"Since you have taken my rooster, you have to leave a name behind.”
Hearing his words.
The few of them immediately understood.
At present, there were various mountains in the martial world.
And each mountain had a cut, which was the mountain scripture.
For example, Chen Yulou's Changsheng Mountain was one of them. There was also Honeycomb Mountain where Pincher was located. The people of Taoism called themselves North Pole Mountain.
However, the North Pole Mountain was one of the 72 mountains, so it was not considered to be of any use.
It was far inferior to the reputation of Everlasting Victory Mountain in the martial arts world.
It was not only the Xiangxi underworld, but even the people of the world had to bow three times when they heard about the Everlasting Victory Mountain.
Chen Yulou and Zhe Gushao were both disdainful when they heard the Miao people's report. They smiled and turned to walk out of the village.
However, according to the rules of the martial world, the other party had to leave a message after reporting their sect.
Seeing that her shopkeeper had gone far away, Miss Hong could only step forward to replace him. She cupped her hands and looked heroic.
"If you want to visit the mountain, you must visit Mount Kunlun. There are many immortals in Mount Kunlun, and Chang Sheng is even taller than Mount Kunlun. The righteous spirit on the mountain is soaring into the clouds…Goodbye!”
After saying this, Miss Hong quickly caught up to Feng Bai and the others.
Only the old Miao man was left in the courtyard. His face turned pale in an instant. He felt as if his heart was beating like a drum. His legs went weak and he almost knelt on the ground.
Kunlun was the ancestral court of the Dragon Veins in the world. No one dared to call themselves Kunlun, which was equivalent to calling themselves the leader of all the Jianghu people in the world.
Moreover, among the 108 mountains in the world, only Mount Kunlun actually existed. The rest were all fictional.
What truly frightened him was the last two sentences of the Mountain Scripture.
Looking at the figures of the group gradually disappearing into the distance, his face was ashen, and his heart was heaving violently. He took a few deep breaths in a row.
"It's actually the bandits from Mount Changsheng…"
Nowadays, the bandits were the most frightening. Wherever they went, there was almost no grass left.
He killed people and plundered goods.
The Miao villages had high walls built and sent people to patrol, all to prevent bandits from entering the village to rob and burn.
"Fortunately, I didn't get into a conflict with them…I was lucky enough to survive.”
Old Miao did not dare to stay any longer. After putting away the salt, he quickly fled back to his house. He did not even think about sending a message.
Once a large number of bandits from Mount Everlasting Victory came, the entire North Stronghold would be covered in blood.
…On
the other side.
Feng Bai and the others left the North Village, crossed the mountains, and returned to the camp smoothly.
Two to three days passed.
Old Crooked Luo's body had actually recovered by 70 - 80%.
When he heard that they had really brought back the Furious Chickens, he immediately had the urge to rob the ancient tomb and take the gold and jade treasures below.
However, this was the first time that Moving Mountains and Unloading Ridges had worked together.
Chen Yulou had considered many things, so he didn't rush into the tomb. Instead, he had a serious discussion.
He ordered his subordinates to go to the surrounding villages to buy roosters, cinnabar, peach wood, and other things that were naturally Yang.
These preparations were nothing else.
It was mainly to deal with the dumplings in the ancient tomb.
After all, before they came, the people in the surrounding villages had vowed that they had seen a man-eating Corpse King at the foot of Pingshan Mountain. Although they did not know if it was true or not, they had to be on guard.
Among the four factions, the one who dealt with Zongzi the most fiercely was the Gold-Touching Commandant.
Corpse-binding Rope, Star Official Corpse-nailing Needle, Black Donkey Hoof, all sorts of unique magic tools emerged one after another.
Mountain Moving Daoist also had his own secret technique, Stalwart Star Kick. As for Xieling Sect, they mostly used Corpse Entangling Net.
The camp was unprecedentedly busy.
Except for Chen Yulou and the others, almost everyone else was sent out.
A few days ago, Old Crooked Luo's engineer soldiers had used a detonator to blow up the gate. The commotion was too loud and had already attracted the attention of the surrounding bandits.
This time, he might as well not hide it anymore.
Chen Yulou directly used the name of Everlasting Victory Mountain to tell the people who were secretly watching that this place had been occupied by Xie Ling.
Old crooked Luo was even more ruthless, and he sent out many capable people in the army who were good at hunting.
Anyone who dared to approach the Bottle Mountain would be killed without any reason.
For a moment, the entire Bottle Mountain was shrouded in a murderous aura.
However, in this kind of atmosphere, Feng Bai seemed to be the only idle person.
He still went into the abyss every day without anyone noticing, hunting for poisonous creatures to feed the only remaining Black Sandfly.
In just a few short days
Black Sandfly had undergone a huge change again.
The entire thing turned red like a burning flame, and the dark golden line on his back also turned golden.
Its body was several times larger.
Even Feng Bai was shocked when he saw the brutal aura on his body.
He knew that even though his Black Sandfly had not grown into a King Beetle, it was not far away.
At the same time, Feng Bai was also making full use of his time to cultivate the Paper Figurine Technique. He had already advanced from the beginner level to the proficient level. The paper figurine that he tore out from a piece of paper had extremely terrifying combat strength.
He was slowly waiting.
The third time had finally begun!
[It's the fifth update of today. I beg for flowers.]
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