Saint Immortal Way

Among the various tribes of Qingliao, the Qingliao tribe gathered into hundreds of small tribes and distributed in the vast forest. Most of the tribes were distributed along the Lihe River, forming a relatively dense tribe group.

Different from the big Qingsang tribe, the tribes of the Qingsang people are generally very small, with each tribe ranging from a few hundred to as many as 2000 people. The tribes are connected with each other and form a loosely structured alliance. Big tribes are far less cohesive than them.

In the sky above a huge bend in the Li River, two young masters stood suspended in the air, overlooking the small tribes, neither happy nor sad.

One was nearly thirty years old, his surname was Lu and his name was Zhen. He was thin and thin. He was wearing a blue Confucian robe, a white jade high ancient crown on his head, and a blue sword hanging from his waist.

The other person is younger, whose surname is Song and whose name is Que. He looks to be in his early twenties, with sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes. .

"Brother Zhao Xian, I heard that the Chunyang sage has now set his sights on the Qingsang tribe. What can we do to prevent him from annexing this vast forest?"

Zhao Que's expression froze, and said: "What can I do, I can only seize the opportunity and control Qing Liao's tribe!"

"It's not easy to control all the Qing Liao's tribes!"

"Do our best, if it's easy to do, I don't need to do it myself! Although we are nothing in Da Kuang, we are good enough in this wild land, and we must not just sit back and watch the pure Yang sage do anything good. We have all been scooped up, and we also want to seize the opportunity to make contributions, and in the future, we will be named marquis and generals, and our wives and sons..." Zhao Que gritted his teeth, with a determined look on his face.

"What I'm saying is, we have to get ahead!" Lu Zhen nodded, "You can't let Saint Chunyang take all the benefits by himself!"

"Hmph, I heard that Lu Chunyang is about the same age as me, but with the merits of Dingyan Prefecture, he became the leader of the South China Sea Kingdom in one fell swoop. It can be seen that this person is definitely a speculator with deep scheming and ambition. Now he has already got his hands on Donglai. The country is still dissatisfied, and even directed its attention to the Qingsang country, we will definitely not do what he wants!"

"A saint is not so easy to deal with. If he knows that we are making trouble secretly, he will probably not be able to spare us!" Lu Zhen hesitated.

"What are you afraid of? When attacking a barbarian country, everyone has always shown their own abilities. Even if he comes, he can't say anything!" Zhao Que was a little disgusted, and said: "It is also young and promising, and our brilliance makes him How embarrassing is it that one person overwhelms us?"

"Hey, he is indeed a genius, and we are indeed inferior!"

"Brother Lu, don't spoil your prestige with other people's aspirations. It is said that when he was 16 years old, he was still a cowherd boy. What is so special about him is the praise of the world! When we were [-] years old, we were already gods. The famous young genius, I don't believe that we can still be worse than him... Hmph, I, Zhao Que, are the first to refuse to accept him."

Lu Zhen nodded, "Wen Wu has always been the first, and Wu Wu is the second, too. Although we are not as good as him now, how do we know that we will not be as good in the future? Brother Zhao Xian, tell me, what should we do?"

"How?" Zhao Queyin smiled coldly, "The fastest way is to kill!"

"How is this good? We are Confucianists who flaunt benevolence and righteousness. If we kill too much, we will attract criticism!" Lu Zhen was stunned for a moment, he never thought that Zhao Que would be so ruthless.

"The kindness of a woman!" Zhao Que sarcastically said, "Brother Lu, those who achieve great things don't care about small things. In the face of those stubborn foreigners, if you want to conquer them, you must use thunder and killing methods to frighten them. To make them submit, do you think we can make them obedient by reading a few articles on benevolence and morality?"

"But……"

"It's nothing but, we are here to do earth-shattering events, not here to kill time, Brother Lu, you have to think clearly, don't be kind to mother-in-law and mother-in-law!" Zhao Que waved his hand, interrupting Lu Zhen's words.Now he is a little disgusted that Lu Zhen is really timid and timid. If it weren't for this trip without Lu Zhen, he would have left this guy and went it alone.

"Okay!" Lu Zhen sighed, thinking that Zhao Que is a few years younger than himself, with such courage, he has spent a few years in vain, and he is not as good as a junior?

"That's right, these people below are barbarians, there's no need to be kind to them!" Zhao Que fell from the clouds and fell in front of a small tribe of hundreds of people by the river.

Lu Zhen sighed, collected himself, and followed suit.

The two glanced at the small tribe. This tribe is really backward. There are more than a dozen small wooden houses here and there, some of which are crooked. Many Qinglian tribesmen are leisurely basking in the sun.

The faces of the Qingliao people are somewhat different from those of the Kyushu people. Their skin is a little blue, their faces are painted in various stripes, and some have jade feathers on their heads, or decorations made of bones on their bodies.

A few children of the Qinglian tribe climbed up a nearby big tree and were picking fruits, and a few young people were hunting wild deer with spears in the woods.

Eating fruit and hunting, this is the way the Qinglian people live.

"It's really hopeless!" Seeing this scene, Zhao Que couldn't help being disgusted to death. Barbarians are barbarians, and they don't even care about their survival. It's a gift for such a group of people to let them fend for themselves.

"Who are you guys?" An old Qinglian came up and babbled to Lu Zhen and Zhao Que.

With the wisdom of Zhao Que and Lu Zhen, although they didn't quite understand, they understood the meaning very well.

Zhao Que looked back at Lu Zhen, shook his head and sighed: "Brother Lu, I saw it, these people are so confused, what hope do they have?"

Lu Zhen was stunned and couldn't say anything anymore, but he knew that not all Qingliao people were so backward, just like Kyushu, there are big cities and villages, there are Confucianists who can read and write, and there are mud-legged people who are illiterate.Perhaps in other large tribes, there are also civilized Qingliao people.

"Who is the leader of your tribe, come out and speak!" Zhao Que said, using sign language.

After a while, the old man understood, pointed to himself, and chattered.

"Call everyone and obey my orders!" Zhao Que gestured again, and finally the old man shook his head.

Zhao Que looked unhappy when he saw that the communication was broken. He slammed the precious fan in his hand, and slammed it. A huge hurricane swept over the tribe. Many wooden houses were immediately overturned, even the old man was thrown away. to the ground.

Immediately there was a lot of shouting, dozens of hundreds of people rushed around, and soon some Qing Liao people ran out with wooden spears and iron forks, surrounded Zhao Que and Lu Zhen, chattering.

"It's really..." Zhao Que was speechless. He felt that this small tribe was useless, so he slapped the fan again, and a mighty aura gushed out. The child flew out.

There was a sound of screams, and the entire tribe, whether they were hiding or facing each other, were pierced through the heart by the flying sword, and they died one by one.

Lu Zhenxin sighed, a little unbearable to watch.In the blow just now, more than 110 people were killed, men, women and children were all killed.

Zhao Que seemed to have done an insignificant thing, turned his head and said: "It seems that we still need to find a big tribe that can talk. Only by controlling it from the source can we make so many small tribes work for me!"

Zhao Que flew up and looked at the upper and lower reaches of the river, using his spiritual sense to inspect and look for relatively large tribes.

Lu Zhen also searched for a while, pointed to a place downstream and said: "Over there, there is a relatively large tribe with pavilions and palaces [-] miles away. It seems that it is a tribe that can communicate. !"

"Okay, let's go there!"

The two of Zhao Que turned into light and flew towards the lower reaches of the river. Sure enough, there was a relatively large tribe more than 1000 miles away, with an estimated population of 5000 to [-]. In the woods by the river, there were wooden temples, wooden houses, and stone houses. Many buildings are well built.

High wooden piles and high walls were also built around the tribe, all of which were surrounded by hundreds of feet thick tree trunks hugged by several people. This tribe seemed to be a well-defended small town.

Many tribal people are making a living, some are bartering, some are making copperware, fishing nets, spears, fur clothes, etc., and some are planting barley and wild wheat by the river.

A team of dozens of warriors was patrolling the river, and hundreds of teenagers were gathering in an open space, shouting and talking about spear and bow skills.

A few indistinct mighty aura rushed up from the tribe to the sky, echoing the ubiquitous vitality in the heaven and earth. This is a sign that a person with a high level of cultivation in heaven, human and martial arts shows when he breathes out vitality.

"This tribe is very good, there are masters!" Before Zhao Que could finish his sentence, a ray of light flew out from the tribe and hung in the air.

The person who came was a middle-aged man with strong muscles, a square-shaped face, and firm lines. He was holding a bone spear in his hand, and there were densely drawn secret spells on the bone spear.

"Who are you guys?" The middle-aged man was full of spirit, and he spoke the language of Qingsang Kingdom, and at the same time, his thoughts were contained in his voice, so that both Zhao Que and Lu Zhen could understand him.

Zhao Que was overjoyed, fanned himself coolly, and said seriously: "Listen well, we are Confucian scholars from the Great Kuang Dynasty. My name is Zhao Que, and I am the representative of the Zhao family in the capital of gods. This time, I am the Zhao family. I have taken a fancy to your tribe, and I hope that your tribe can join my Zhao family, and then food, clothes, glory and wealth will be at your fingertips, how about it?"

Zhao Que's voice was so loud that anyone with advanced cultivation in the tribe could hear it clearly.

The middle-aged man was furious, and shouted: "Where did you come from? Go back where you came from. This is the tribe of the Qing Liao royal family, not a place for you Kyushu people to run wild!"

"The royal tribes of the Qing Liao tribes?" Zhao Que was not surprised but delighted, he opened the treasure fan, and changed his face: "This is not agreed, do you want to toast and not eat fine wine?"

"Get out!" The middle-aged man shouted.

"Okay, okay..." Zhao Que smiled instead of anger, "I've been here all the way, and no one has dared to talk to me like that. It seems that if you don't hurt you, you don't know how powerful you are!"

Zhao Que swished a few swishes, waved the precious fan in his hand, and a mighty righteousness gushed out, split into thousands, condensed into thousands of swords, and shot at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man waved the bone spear in his hand, and swept away hundreds of Qi swords.

"Pfft..." The rest of the Qi sword pierced through the body, punching thousands of holes in the body. The middle-aged man died immediately with a scream, and fell to the ground from mid-air.

All of a sudden, the whole tribe jumped up and down, and people ran and hid in fear.

"You brave people from Kyushu, you dare to come to my Green Liao Tribe to run wild!" A magnificent voice came from several wooden palaces, and a dozen warriors wearing animal skins and holding bone spears flew out one after another, surrounding Zhao Zhao. Que and Lu Zhen.

These warriors can be seen as elites at a glance, each of them has accomplished physical training, and they look powerful.

"Call your leaders to come out and discuss something!" Zhao Que said without fear, full of superiority.

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