Fortunately, he had the last divine seal on his body, and he was familiar with the world and was very skilled in business. In the evening, the god of the Bo family became the god of "Fengjian Mountain", and Bo family village also became history, and changed the signature of "Fengjian Mountain Villa".

This name was chosen by Bo Honghu himself, saying that it was to demonstrate the blood of the Bo family's Suzaku and to adhere to the path of sword cultivation.

Zhongyao was originally worried that it was so urgent, people were uneven, and incense was not strong. When the Bo family arrived, they saw faces full of desire. In addition, Zi Luo heard the rumors from the sisters of the Bo family, and realized that Bo Honghu was not exaggerating at all. Bo family village was really at the end of their lives. When the demon nightmare came, the Bo family had discussed the migration of the clan.

Of course, including Bo Honghu and Birmingham, most of the Bo family members were still skeptical about Zhongyao's request to be the gods of heaven and earth. They did not look at Zhongyao with admiration until the dark clouds rolled over and the thunder roared in the sky.

No one knew that Zhongyao was actually frightened. This time the thunder was hit very hard and almost slashed. Perhaps it was because the heart of heaven and earth was upset by him.

"Do you treat the gods as the successor? Is it a leaflet today and tomorrow? "

God is really good at speaking, I'm afraid he will roar at Zhongyao like this.

Seriously speaking, it should be that the persons of two mountain gods in one land have reached the limit that Zhong Yao has endured. He just tried the power of incense here, and the root soil in the pottery bowl was consumed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Without cultivating the Nine Earths to a higher level, it is impossible to seal another god.

Fortunately, God showed mercy and recognized the new mountain god. The mountain god was vague and had a vague face. Only the woman could be seen, and she was not sure who was from the Bo family's far-reaching ancestor.

The mountain god was in charge, the barrier unfolded, and the nightmare was simmering, and the Bo family's ancestral property was guaranteed at the minimum. When Zhongyao talked about Ziyuan's flood control, Bo Honghu was no longer reserved. He should do whatever Zhongyao wanted. Zhongyao missed the arrogant and red-bearded uncle before.

"Just one condition..."

Finally, Bo Honghu said: "Don't you want to open the Guanshan Sword Sect and bring our Bo family's daughters to you. It's really a waste of time to stay here."

So the next day, Zhongyao returned to Ziyuan with a vast array of 300 or 400 people. Most of the team were Bo family miners who had nothing to do. Twenty or thirty young girls made the dozens of miles of mountain road not boring at all, and it was as lively as a stroll on the field.

"A Yao, don't tell me that you are building the township lord's mansion as a royal mansion, and you want to hide the beautiful girl from the Bo family's sisters' golden house, right?"

When Ji Jiaorao welcomed the team, he still hurt Zhongyao so much that he felt extremely wronged.

"Don't be angry when I was talking. Yesterday I had a great chat with that... Mr. Damn, and I learned a lot of practice from him."

The girl Yingying smiled and led him to the living room, talking about her own affairs: "He said I have achieved something... the innate spiritual body is a good seedling that all sects want. It just so happened that Yuanling Sect reopened the mountain gate and made a big move for disciples. He suggested that I go to Yuanling Sect. What do you think?"

Zhong Yao snorted: "That old man has no background, so don't deal with him."

He didn't just say that. He had to go to Bo's house yesterday. Ji Jiaorao was busy helping Elder Zhong and accompanied Zhong Zhiwei. He couldn't get away, so he specifically instructed Wang Mali and the kitten demon to stare at the old man in both sides.

As for what the girl said, he asked without commenting on it, "Do you want to go?"

The girl nodded slightly: "I want to go, but not for my own practice, but for my own thoughts..."

She held Zhong Yao's hand and looked at him. The autumn water rippled in Shen Hong's pupils: "A Yao has carried too much, but I can't help anything. I want to become stronger and do more for A Yao. Since Yuanling Sect is the first sect, I should be able to learn a lot after entering there."

In an instant, Zhongyao felt extremely disappointed and planted it with his own hands... No, the childhood sweetheart he raised finally wanted to leave him and go out to see the world.

This mood only passed by in a flash, and the next moment, Zhong Yao felt relieved again.

Without going through the wind and rain, there is no rainbow. Ji Xiaozhu is already Ji Jiaorao. She should have walked out of the mountains and showed her beauty to the world.

Just as he was about to say something encouraged, the girl said again: "But it is definitely not now. I want to overcome the current difficulties with A Yao. When Guanshan is stable, I want A Yao to go with me. If I can enter the Yuanling Sect, you will definitely be able to enter, let's practice together!"

It's really my own little bamboo...

Zhongyao was secretly moved, but he already had the Nine Earths Transformation of the De Jing, which was better than the immortal fate, so why should he go to Yuanling Sect to practice?

Thinking of Xianyuan, Zhongyao's heart skipped a beat. Finally, he remembered the scroll left by Mr. Gao, which was pressed by him at the bottom of the box and had never moved it. I don't know if it would work.

"Okay, we'll go together then."

Zhong Yao casually said: "When Guanshan is really stable, we will practice together. Maybe there is a better choice than going to Yuanling Sect."

Ji Jiaorao laughed and said, "Better than Yuanling Sect? Could it be an overseas fairy mountain?"

Holding a slender hand, she was talking to the girl. She was leaning against the vine-filled courtyard, and the cool breeze blew by, the nose was fragrant, and her heart was happy. Zhongyao just wanted to stay quietly.

Unfortunately, not long after, people came one after another. Bo's family settled and the construction of the dam canal started, he had to come forward in all kinds of things. Even Zi Luo and the kitten demon came to join in the fun and asked him to mobilize monsters to dig the "Guanshan Lingqu" as soon as possible.

Zhong Yaofeng became busy, and in the land temple on the back mountain of Zhongjiabao, there were also people coming in and out, burning incense and worshiping.

On the edge of the cliff outside the temple, the vulgar old man sat with his back against Cangsong, his hands cage in his sleeves, his head little by little, as if he was dozing. His eyelids were beating slightly, and his nose wings were twitching from time to time, not knowing what he was sensing.

"This land status is incomplete, just like the Jilin Mountain God in the west. If the people here say that Zhong Yao is enthroned by the gods is true, the other half of the person should be on him."

The old man who was nicknamed "Damn Old Man" by Zhong Yao's office was thinking.

"It's a pity that I have only practiced the divine way in a shallow sense of the divine aura on his body, otherwise I will be able to confirm it."

"The way of gods is between the way of immortals and the way of mortals. It is originally a Taoist sect for heaven and earth to harmonize immortals and mortals and to calm down demons and ghosts, not the way of practice. However, Daishan Divine Mansion is one with the Yuanling Sect, allowing the way of gods to enhance Moyi's spirits, which confirms my inference."

"It seems that it is wrong to be attached to the way of mortals. To open up new Taoist sects in the way of mortals and find a way out for mortals in Moyizhou, we must start with the way of gods."

"Zhongyao, a kid, made such a big noise in the way of the gods, can still survive in the past. Now the times have changed drastically, and the God Mansion has issued a ruling to fight for the dragon. Guanshan is no longer a wasteland that no one cares about."

"Well, help him through the difficulties in front of him first..."

Thinking of this, the old man opened his eyes and looked east.

The water in the Hui River rises and clouds roll, so that the scene on the east bank is blurred.

The old man shook his head slightly. Guanshan really had to face great troubles, Huihe was second, and Du Guo from Hedong was the main one.

Xiguan County is east of Huihe River. It was still a large wasteland hundreds of years ago. Du State only developed this place two or three hundred years ago. To this day, most of the people are still gathered in Jiangkou City. This county is still a remote county in the middle of the country.

The county magistrate was named Pang, and he was about the same age as the king, but he had the ambitions. He came to this county to operate with a high position in the fourth rank, with the intention of creating achievements that others could not do.

However, in recent times, demon nightmare has been everywhere, and nightmare is frequent, so he can only personally lead the troops and extinguish the fire everywhere.

A little far away from Jiangkou City, fires surged into the sky, and huts were trapped in the sea of ​​fire. County soldiers wearing iron armor were throwing the bodies of black villagers into the fire.

The middle-aged county magistrate was also wearing iron armor, sitting on the stool, urging his subordinates to be busy. Of course, his steel armor covering his body was several levels higher than the zip armor of ordinary county soldiers.

A circle of armored soldiers stood beside him, and the costumes of these soldiers were very different from those of the county soldiers. The steel armor on their bodies was swam with a faint light, and there were small flags in their backs. In addition to the armored soldiers, the three Taoists stood in three places, vaguely placing a formation to guard the county in the center of the formation. Several other Taoists wandered around the outer side, holding wooden plates full of talisman seals, as if they were detecting something.

These people are not county soldiers, but armored soldiers are Taoist soldiers specially sent by the king, and Taoist priests are sect monks recruited by the county magistrate.

The Taoist soldiers of a hundred-person team, the chief and deputy captains of Qi Refining Masters, are at least the fourth level of foundation building. They have practiced Du Guowu Jing for many years and have never been inferior to the two thousand county soldiers. They are the main force in the county magistrate Pang to quell the nightmare.

The governor Pang also has twenty cultivators, five of whom are Qi Refining Masters, and the rest are all six foundation-building levels, that is, powerful players above the meridians. These people are good at various magical techniques and are suitable for detecting enemy situations, communicating information, and dealing with various abnormal situations.

A Taoist priest holding a wooden plate reported: "Mr. Pang, there were signs of nightmare turning into a bear demon in the mountains and forests. Captain Ma is taking people to pursue it."

The county magistrate nodded and said, "Let him keep a close eye on it. It's best to solve it today, otherwise there will be no few villages around in the next few days."

The Taoist priest bowed and sent a message using a wooden plate.

Another Taoist priest entered the formation and whispered to the county magistrate: "The leader of this sect sent a message saying that he was about to fall to Guanshan. I hope that the lord can make some preparations."

The county magistrate smiled and said, "Your Bishuimen is so fast, it seems that you are very sure."

His face suddenly sank, and he waved his hand and said, "I have nothing to prepare. If you do it well, you should ask the king of the country to entrust the river god, take it into the country, and ask for merit for you. If you do it poorly, when I take action, you will not only be useless, but will be guilty."

The Taoist priests were not allowed to do so. After retreating, the county magistrate turned to look at the mountains and forests, but did not take this matter seriously.
Chapter completed!