Saint Immortal Way

() "Do you want to die?" Lu Yang shook his head, seeming to see through the other party's mind, and said with a smile: "These more than a thousand Mongolian puppet warriors are called Qianniuwei, and they are the most powerful force of your Mongolian people. You wake them up, This caused Qianniuwei to be controlled by me. This is indeed a loss of money. I guess you want to die, haha, but you want to keep this Qianniuwei for your Mongolian people, there is no way !"

"Are you willing to return Qianniuwei?" Mona was startled, her eyes brightened, her ashen heart revived again, but she couldn't believe what Lu Yang said.

Lu Yang shook his head: "It's impossible to return it to you. This Qianniuwei is the most powerful military force of your Mongolian tribe. If you hold it in your hands, you can also traverse the entire wasteland. You can be a very nourishing lord with peace of mind. So, I can't throw away this Qianniuwei...Although it's impossible to throw away, it doesn't mean that Qianniuwei doesn't belong to your Mongolian tribe!"

"What do you mean?" Mona frowned, disappointed but not desperate at the same time.

"Are you married?" Lu Yang jokingly said, "If not, you marry me, then I will be the son-in-law of the Mongolian tribe, and this Qianniuwei naturally belongs to the Mongolian tribe..."

"You...you shameless person!" Mona's face turned pale, and she immediately became angry.

Lu Yang made a strange mistake and even teased the other party, firstly to show his strength, secondly to scare this chick, and thirdly to see the other party's mind, speaking of it, Mona needs to have a good appearance, strength and background With background, if the entire Mongolian tribe can be used for themselves, it must be the help of a sweeping army.

Of course, Lu Yang's original intention was not to force people to sacrifice themselves in this way.

If the Great Kuang Dynasty decided to send troops to the Southern Wasteland, if they wanted to make contributions, they must have an invincible army. This was what Lu Yang lacked, and the fighting power of the Huoshi tribe and the surrounding brother tribes was obviously insufficient.

There was nothing Lu Yang could do about it, but when he came to the holy land of the Mongolian people, he changed his mind. Maybe he should borrow the strength of the Mongolian people.

Lu Yang looked at the Mongolian puppet warriors who had already been controlled, and his heart was full of pride. This Qianniuwei is really an elite fighter that can be defeated by thousands of people. This is his capital. As long as he holds this warrior team, even It is not impossible to sweep the entire Mongolian tribe.

But as a last resort, Lu Yang would not do such a thing. Killing a chicken to get an egg is not what a wise man does.

"I didn't expect you to be quite selfish. For the highest interests of the Mongolian people, for the survival of the Mongolian people, and to win over someone like me who has mastered Qianniuwei, isn't it worth sacrificing your own body?" Lu Yang shook his head and grinned. : "It doesn't matter if you don't agree, but with my current strength, can I be an elder or a king among you Mongolians?"

"..."

Mona showed a strange look, and said helplessly: "It is possible for you to be an elder, but it is absolutely impossible to be a king, because you are not my Mongolian, and my Mongolian only has one king!"

"Oh?" Lu Yang became interested and waved his hands. The two puppet fighters let go and stepped aside. Lu Yang obviously didn't intend to hurt her life, but it doesn't mean that the puppet fighters will be polite to him, they never know what politeness is.

"Your Mongolian tribe still has a king?"

"Of course, as long as our Mongolian tribe is not extinct, there will be a king. Every king is a strong and sage elected by the tribe." Mona said with a little arrogance. lonely.

"Okay, tell me, how many tribes and people are there in your Mongolian tribe?" Lu Yang smiled.

"..." Mona remained silent.

"Meng Na, you have to think about it. I am in control of the Qianniuwei. If the Mongolians are too weak, I will not leave the Qianniuwei in the wilderness. Maybe I will let the Qianniuwei wipe out your Mongolian tribe. Be king yourself!"

"You can't do this, Qianniuwei is the most loyal warrior of our Mongolian people, you can't desecrate them, you can't let them slaughter their own people!" Meng Na screamed, anxious.

"Then just be obedient and answer my question!" Lu Yang narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Okay, you devil, you ask!" Mona shuddered and finally gave in.

"It's still the same question as before!"

"My Mongolian people now have a royal city and a hundred tribes, with a population of more than one million, distributed on the Menghe wasteland!" Meng Na said.

"Well, very good, 100 million people, that's a lot of people, so what is this place?" Lu Yang laughed.

"This is the holy land of our people, the place where the Mongols pilgrimage and priests, and also the cemetery of the king!" Mona raised her finger and pointed to a piece of rocks not far away. Looking at a stone tablet, Lu Yang's spiritual sense observed that it was a cemetery, and hundreds of sarcophagi were buried underground, but his spiritual sense could not penetrate the sarcophagus.

A sense of kingship came from the cemetery, Lu Yang felt a little awe-inspiring, and said, "There are hundreds of tombs and sarcophagi, does every sarcophagus contain a Mongolian king?"

"Only the king of the Mongolian tribe is eligible to be buried in the Holy Land!" Mona said, not very interested.

Thoughtful, Lu Yang raised his head and glanced at the majestic and majestic rock wall. On it were the skeletons of mythical beasts and ancient murals, full of a magnificent and mysterious atmosphere. Although this huge power has been eroded by ancient times, it still remains Stay in the Holy Land, stay within this rock wall.

"Okay, what's the matter with this rock wall and the bones of the beast?" Lu Yang asked, pointing at the majestic rock wall.

"Sacred beasts are the Mongolian gods that our people believe in. My Mongolian people are the blood of Mengshen. Although Mengshen left the bones, we believe that Mengshen's will and soul are immortal. As long as we worship it, it will be immortal." It will give us strength and protect its descendants! As for this cave and rock wall, it was also opened up by the great power of our Mongolian ancestors!"

"Senior Ying, does this beast Mengke still have a soul?" Lu Yang transmitted his consciousness to the Qi Palace.

"How is it possible?" Ying Snake snorted: "Don't think about it, if the soul of the beast exists, how can the corpse of the beast be petrified? The corpse has a dead breath and a residual will, but there is absolutely no soul!"

Ying Snake is now a god, and he is most sensitive to things like spirits and souls. Since he can't feel it, he definitely doesn't have it.

Lu Yang thought about it for a while, and finally understood, and sighed in his heart, these Mongolian people are really ignorant, if the guess is correct, the so-called bestowing power is not the will of the Mongolian God at all.

The corpses of God Meng are all here. In the battle between the gods and beasts in ancient times, not only the beast Meng died, but also the soul of the gods. Only the original will and the essence of immortality are left behind. This holy place is essentially a large cemetery.

The corpses of the divine beasts are entwined with a strong spirit of death and a huge will. It is estimated that the dead breath can be used to forge puppets and weapons. Many, this is the essence of God-given power.

Due to the erosion of death energy and the continuous loss of spirit energy of the divine beast, the corpse of the divine beast eventually petrified over time. However, Lu Yang believes that there is still some immortal essence in the skull of the corpse of the divine beast.

"Go, just get three sarcophagi from the cemetery!" Lu Yang waved his hand and ordered.A puppet warrior immediately flew up and landed on the cemetery. With a few bangs, the ground shattered, and vitality gushed out. The puppet warrior carried three ancient sarcophagi and landed in front of Lu Yang, and slowly lowered the sarcophagus to the ground.

"You... what are you going to do, you dare to blaspheme the king of my Mongolian tribe?" Mona trembled all over, startled and angry.

"I just want to take a look. Is this considered blasphemy? What a fuss!" Lu Yang smiled disdainfully. With a wave of his hand, the lids of the three sarcophagi were pushed away, and there were three skeletons inside. Bone white, exuding the breath of a king.Just three skeletons, either broken spines or broken skulls, none of them were whole.

"Hehe, as expected, Wang Wuyi of the Mongolian tribe died of old age, all of them were beaten to death!" Lu Yang smiled, closed the coffin, and ordered the puppet warriors to bury him again.

Every king seems to have practiced the Mengshou Divine Art, and the Mengshou Divine Art has two qi, green and white, one for longevity and the other for main force.Cultivating the Qi of Enlightenment, you can only die if you are seriously injured and your life essence dissipates, and there is absolutely no possibility of dying of old age in a natural state.

It can be said that the Mengshou Divine Art is a natural longevity magical art, and this is what Meng Na practiced. Now Lu Yang has also obtained the inheritance of this magical art, but due to time constraints, he has not had time to practice it.

Mona was relieved to see the sarcophagi of the three former kings reburied.Lu Yang glanced at the other party, squinted his eyes, and looked up and down.It has to be said that Mona is a natural beauty, with a tall and tall figure, because she cultivates the aura of the gods, her temperament is noble, and there is also a trace of unruly wildness. This is a very rare temperament. Lu Yang has never been in I have seen it on the women of the Great Kuang Dynasty.

What's more, every inch of Mona's skin is rosy and looks very attractive and delicate. In fact, her skin is very tough, even ordinary swords can't hurt it at all.

Lu Yang glanced at her high chest and slender waist, and then glanced at her white and strong slender legs for a while, thinking that it was the masterpiece of the creator, he couldn't help swallowing heavily.

Mona trembled slightly, and said nervously, "You...what are you going to do?"

Lu Yang stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "Send a piece of divine energy over here!"

Meng Na didn't dare to disobey, she opened her palm, and a bluish-white aura immediately condensed in her palm. This is the divine vitality, which is bluish-white in color, intertwined and blended, regardless of each other, but in Lu Yang's eyes, this divine vitality It's not very pure, which shows that Mona's art is far from reaching its peak.

Mengshen's vitality fell into Lu Yang's hands, and then Lu Yang launched the five emperors' awe-inspiring energy to pounce on him. After a while, all the Mengshen's vitality dissipated and merged into the five emperors' awe-inspiring energy. Huang Haoran's energy immediately turned into a greenish white color.

"You... have actually cultivated the vitality of the gods?" Mona was dumbfounded.

"Why, is it difficult to cultivate with divine vitality?" Lu Yang laughed.

"It's not difficult to cultivate. In fact, only young people who are considered talented among the Mongolian people will be allowed to practice in the holy land. Therefore, it's not difficult to cultivate the Mengshen vitality, but a rare opportunity to practice!"

Lu Yang nodded, thinking that this is right, the corpses of the divine beasts have been petrified, and their vigor is getting less and less. How can there be so many resources for everyone to cultivate?Therefore, restrictions are inevitable.

"What is your status? To come to the Holy Land, you should have a high status?" Lu Yang narrowed his eyes and stared at Mona.The latter was silent for a while, and said helplessly, "I'll tell you, I'm the princess, Mona, the youngest daughter of King Meng, are you satisfied now?"

Lu Yang was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that he would capture a princess, he thought that this little girl is a rare commodity to live in, if the daughter of a Mongolian king is placed in the Da Kuang Dynasty, she will be a princess, a monarch, and her status is noble, and it can no longer be described as valuable .

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