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Chapter 124 Mr. Zhou asked me to come

The dragons were on full alert, and the wind and clouds they stirred up could be seen above them.

Gao Jian is not planning to go there.

He is going to save people.

Mr. Zhou...right? He doesn’t even know his name yet, he only knows the title Mr. Zhou.

Academy, right?
There should be other settlements, right?
They are all "blood food" raised by the Baishanjiang aquatic people. According to different tastes, they are divided into different areas and raised in blocks.

The human race is one of the most intelligent creatures on earth. Its talents are no different from those of true dragons. It is born with three gates and nine orifices, making it superior to all other creatures except the most intelligent creatures.

Just as a real dragon is full of treasures, the human race is also full of treasures.

Human blood, essence, bones and muscles can greatly improve the cultivation of monsters. Bathing in human blood and bathing in dragon blood are actually similar things. It’s just that because humans are weaker, the effect is slightly worse.

If it is a high-level cultivator, then his blood is no worse than dragon blood of the same level.

For monsters, eating humans is of great help in their cultivation and transformation, because they are born with incomplete three gates and nine orifices, and the road to immortality is broken from the beginning, and they will never have the hope of becoming immortals.

Therefore, they need to "transform". By using the transformation method, they can make up for their innate defects. When they transform perfectly, they can possess the three gates and nine orifices of the most intelligent creatures in the world, and thus open up their own path to becoming immortals.

Eating humans and dragons, in addition to improving one's own abilities, can even greatly improve the progress of one's perfect transformation.

There were even some rumors that, just like the demon dragons that "leap over the Dragon Gate" and transform into dragons, many demon creatures can actually transform their demon bodies and become perfect humans.

But Gao Jian has not seen a living person yet, and all he knows is rumors. This is not like Yue Longmen.

There are indeed many demon dragons in this world who have crossed the Dragon Gate and become real dragons, but becoming human seems to be limited to legends. This may be because humans are inherently too weak, and a perfect transformation is enough.

Gao Jian was thinking about some random things in his mind, and then he jumped from mid-air.

Jingjiang Jun flew quickly towards the center of the lake. It was still four or five hundred miles away from here, and his battlefield was over there.

Gao Jian was wrapped in clouds and fell to the ground.

His battlefield is here.

Looking up, there is indeed a academy over there.

There are some villages near the academy, where seemingly normal people live.

Around the village, you can see a third-level sea-patrol yaksha guarding here. It seems that the ones who usually protect these blood foods are these sea-patrol yakshas.

Gao Jian pulled out the rusty knife and looked at the blade.

The rusty knife, which was originally completely rusted, suddenly began to peel off the rust at this moment.

The rust slowly fell off, and the smooth blade in front of him continued to reveal traces.

At this point, when I think of the old turtle's face before, and then look at the figure of Jingjiang Jun who is speeding over there, that figure is lurking in the clouds, so only the wind and clouds can be seen, but not the dragon's body.

But just like that, Gao Jian felt a sense of pleasure in his heart, it was really comfortable.

With this pleasure, the rusty knife is gradually being sharpened.

Leave the group of dragons to Jingjiang Jun, and leave these peripheral shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and patrolling sea yakshas to myself!
The rusty knife continued to show its edge until it was about three inches long before it slowly stopped.

The joy in Gao Jian's heart gradually subsided.

It's time to take action.

……

Several miles away, at this moment, in the academy, young children are studying.

The Patrolling Yaksha listened to the sound of reading and swallowed his saliva.

This is really a tough job.

It's like a waiter in a big restaurant, facing a table full of delicious food, he can see and smell it but can't eat it.

It's so uncomfortable.

He took another deep breath and smelled the fragrance of books.

The freshness of those young children reading, the fragrance of books, and the noble spirit they were cultivating made him salivate, and he felt uncomfortable just standing there.

Fortunately, I also have my own share, thought the Patrolling Sea Yaksha.

"General, the funeral over there is over!" a shrimp soldier stood up and said.

"Okay! Let's go, you lead the way!" The patrolling sea yaksha was cheered up and immediately followed the shrimp soldiers without caring about his duties.

Anyway, this place is a well-known breeding ground for dragons, and these young children with a bookish air are the exclusive delicacies of big monsters and dragons, and no one dares to touch them.

It's a little windy today, but that's okay.

Following the shrimp soldiers, the patrolling sea yaksha quickly arrived at the village outside the academy.

The village was beating drums and gongs and holding a funeral.

This seemed to be a collective funeral. Four or five elderly people, all in their fifties or sixties, could be seen, all wearing funeral clothes.

But the most amazing thing is... the old man who was in charge of the funeral was not dead. In fact... they were still very energetic.

He was wearing funeral clothes and carrying a wreath, but there was no coffin. Instead, he followed the gong and drum team, said goodbye to each household, and walked towards the direction of the patrolling sea yaksha.

The shrimp soldiers are about the same size as ordinary people, while the patrolling sea yakshas are strong and more than two meters tall, more than twice as tall as ordinary people, and very majestic.

He held the trident, coughed twice, stood at the end of the road, and waited for those in shrouds to come over.

However, although he pretended nothing happened, he still glanced at the villagers from time to time, and couldn't help feeling a little resentful in his heart.

Walking so slowly...

But never mind, it's all the same anyway, just sooner or later.

Those young children who were reading were to be eaten by the big monsters, but as a Yaksha general and a person in the third realm, he certainly had his own food.

Once a month, funerals are held in these villages for those who reach the age of sixty.

They will put on funeral clothes and have a "Yaksha burial". This custom has been around for a long time and everyone is used to it.

The reason why the Patrol Sea Yaksha’s cultivation progressed so quickly was also because of this custom.

He stood at the end of the road, waiting for the old men to come over.

The shrimp soldiers also seemed impatient, because there would always be some bones that belonged to them. This was great for these little demons who were at the first level or even lower.

If it were in the Divine Dynasty, a level 1 monster would be killed by humans in the village and their spiritual materials would be used to pay taxes.

Only in this kind of place can you have blood food to eat regularly every month!

However, I heard that Cangzhou is a little different. In Cangzhou, as long as you become a true god, you will have an endless supply of blood food.

Righteous God...

Whether it was the patrolling Yakshas or the shrimp soldiers, they couldn't help but feel a little longing.

I heard that anyone who went to Cangzhou to become a righteous god would come back with a rapid improvement in their cultivation and a much larger body size. The humans over there are more delicious and they are sent here on their own initiative!

They also hold sacrifices regularly, which is very convenient!
Even the current "Yaksha Burial" is actually an imitation of those blood sacrifices. The next dream of the patrolling sea Yaksha is to make a merit and be assigned to Cangzhou to become a real god.

With the sound of gongs and drums, the old men walked up to the Yaksha.

The patrolling Yaksha restrained himself and asked according to custom: "Are you old?"

Several old men immediately burst into tears and said, "We are already old!"

Crying? That's weird.

The patrolling Yaksha was a little confused. In the villages in other places, they were already used to it. According to other colleagues, no one was crying, and some were even talking and laughing, and they didn't feel any pain.

Only the villages he is in charge of are still crying.

Why? Patrolling Yaksha doesn’t quite understand, what’s the difference?
But he was too lazy to think too much, and just continued to ask:

"Whose credit is it to you that you all live and work peacefully here?"

"It's the General's credit!" "Do you think you can repay me?"

"I will repay the General for saving my life with my lifeless heart."

"In that case, I cannot refuse your sincere gratitude. Lie down."

Several old people lay down one after another.

After saying this, he could no longer hold back, dropped his trident, and grabbed at them with both hands.

But at this moment——!
The patrolling sea yaksha only felt a stream of light coming and hitting his chest with great force!
The breastplate on his chest armor suddenly shattered, and he flew backwards and hit the rocks on the seashore next to him!

The reef shattered and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood!

"Who are you, the villain, to have the audacity to attack me?!"

who!

This person is so despicable that he actually took advantage of the moment when he put down his weapon to attack him!
"If you have the guts, return the halberd to me and fight me head-on!"

As he finished speaking, he saw the man in front of him kick out and hit the trident, causing it to fly towards him.

The patrolling Yaksha was delighted and quickly suppressed the blood in his chest. He took three quick steps, rushed forward, and grabbed the trident.

But behind the trident, there was a copper coin.

Then, everything blurred, and I only saw a dazzling golden light, as if there was a golden mountain shining before my eyes. Unknowingly, I had arrived in a fairyland.

In the fairyland, magic weapons were everywhere and precious money piled up like mountains, which made him hold his breath for a moment.

wrong!

This is an illusion, it's fake!

This person is so despicable!
He hurriedly blasted away the illusions around him, but unknowingly, half of his body had been corroded. He was in pain all over, his blood and qi were dissipating, and his injuries were serious.

He wanted to roar and slam the things around him away, but just as he came out of the illusion, he saw a sharp blade swinging down from three feet above his head!

The sharp edge of the rusty knife was almost irresistible. With the previous preparation, the patrolling sea yaksha had no chance to react this time and was directly beheaded by the knife, with blood splattering three feet.

mean?

How despicable! How can you talk about chivalry with monsters?
Gao Jian just doesn't make malicious assumptions about others, but he is not stupid.

Once he makes up his mind to take action, he never hesitates. As for despicable means, they are called tactics.

If the tactics are applied properly, you see, the patrolling sea yaksha, who is also in the third realm, will be slain with one blow.

But Gao Jian did not stop and immediately turned around to kill again.

None of the shrimp soldiers next to you can escape.

For Gao Jian now, killing the shrimp soldiers of the first realm or even those who have not yet awakened is simply mowing the grass. Dozens of shrimp soldiers were quickly slaughtered. From the beginning to the end of the attack on the patrolling sea yaksha, it took only six seconds.

When Gao Jian walked up to the villagers holding the bloody Yaksha head, these people were still unable to react.

But they reacted quickly.

Then they panicked and wanted to escape immediately.

But Gao Jian spoke.

He said, "Mr. Zhou called me here. He asked me to come and save you."

"I am coming."

As soon as he finished speaking, the villagers stopped.

An old man turned around and looked at Gao Jian: "Mr. Zhou?"

Mr. Zhou?!

The villagers looked at each other in bewilderment. They had not expected to hear this name again after several months.

"He's dead, but I promised him I would come and save you, so I'm here."

"You guys go back and pack your things. I'm going to the academy."

Gao Jian said this and walked towards the academy with a rusty knife in hand.

"My benefactor! You'd better leave quickly. There is more than one Yaksha General here! If something happens here, they will all come!" shouted an old man in shroud.

As the people being kept, they will be fine, but Gao Jian may not be...

"That's for sure, I know, but don't worry."

"Today, no one from the Baishanjiang water tribe can escape."

Perhaps Gao Jian's words were too confident and self-evident, so that the villagers were unable to react.

For a moment, the surroundings fell into a strange silence.

Gao Jian ignored him and ran towards the academy on the mountain after he finished speaking.

He laughed as he ran.

Mr. Zhou, you did a great job.

He saw the crying faces of these people when they were eaten, their joy after being rescued, the shock after Yasha's death, and their subsequent persuasion to Gao Jian.

This illustrates a point.

Mr. Zhou did not let these villagers be fooled.

Beautifully done.

According to common sense, as long as a generation is completely interrupted, it will be enough to completely change the customs and habits, completely distort the entire social atmosphere, turn bad into good, turn black into white, and turn the unforgivable into what everyone praises.

After occupying a place, a generation can cut off the other party's civilization heritage, make the other party start speaking their own language, start glorifying the occupation, and even actively accept the occupation, saying that the occupation of their previous generation was normal, reasonable, and even "voluntary."

They will accept this happily and shout out: "My mother volunteered to be eaten."

This is all because of the education I received since childhood.

So when Gao Jian came, he was already prepared to face a group of people who could not distinguish right from wrong.

If you regard a thief as your father, you will confuse black and white and will never be free.

But after arriving here, he found that the academy and Mr. Zhou had tried their best to maintain the basic ethics and morals of this place.

The villagers here will thank you and know right from wrong, even if they can't resist...

Gao Jian felt happy when he thought of this.

This also strengthened his determination.

I ran all the way to the academy.

At the edge of the academy, there was an adult, and behind him were dozens of children, all standing solemnly.

Especially the little children, who were only a few years old, stood straight. When Gao Jian came, they immediately followed the scholar's lead, put their hands in front of them, covered their foreheads with their sleeves, bent over, and saluted Gao Jian in a correct bowing posture.

Apparently, they were in the academy and saw what happened below.

Gao Jian walked over and said, "My name is Gao Jian."

The other person nodded.

"Mr. Zhou asked me to come. By the way, do you have oil and rice?"

"what?"

"We'll have shrimp and crab fried rice tonight."

"what??"

　More updates tomorrow

　　
　
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