The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

Chapter 329 Provocation
"Beautiful woman..."

Jiang Ming frowned.

He remembered that it was recorded in the list of gods that the descendant came to destroy the Tower of the Sun alone. Where did this beautiful woman come from?
"Ali, do you know the name of that beautiful woman?"

Jiang Ming asked.

"do not know."

Ali shook his head, "That happened a long time ago, let alone me, even the oldest elder in the valley didn't know about it."

After inquiring with Ali, I didn't get much useful information, and I still found nothing about the descendants.

Jiang Ming paused and said, "Ali, can we stay in the valley for a few days?"

"Of course, my father is very hospitable and will welcome you."

Ali is the son of the owner of the valley, he readily agreed to Jiang Ming's request, and offered to ask Jiang Ming to live in his house.

"Don't worry, my house is very big, not to mention you guys, even if it is twice as many, you can live there."

Under Ali's warm invitation, Jiang Ming was disrespectful and agreed.

Ali looked very happy, excitedly leading the way for his family, walking like flying, stepping on the snow without leaving any footprints.

"This... he is actually a warrior!"

Jin Chan was taken aback.

He didn't notice that Ali came here on snow before, but he reacted when he saw Ali's unusual behavior at this time.

"Wrong, he is a sorcerer, and he is still at the diamond level."

Jiang Ming glanced at Ali who was leading the way, and whispered.

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

Ali suddenly turned his head and asked.

Jiang Ming smiled and said, "I'm saying, you don't look very old, but you are a very powerful magician."

"Mage? What is that?"

Ali scratched his head, puzzled.

This time it was Jiang Ming's turn to be dumbfounded: "You don't know the way of magic? The power you cultivated is just that."

"The power of my cultivation?"

Ali suddenly realized: "Oh, you are talking about the cold moon breathing method."

"Hanyue breathing method, what is this?"

Jiang Ming was stunned.

"The cold moon breathing method is a breathing technique left by the beauty's ancestor. Using this technique to control breathing can achieve the effect of communicating with the world."

Ali explained and demonstrated it to Jiang Ming.

As soon as he lifted his palm, wind was generated around him automatically, and the light wind rolled up the white snow. In just a few seconds, a little snowman was piled up in front of him.

"It's unbelievable, worthy of being a sorcerer."

Jin Chan said enviously.

Although he is a monk, he can be said to be a master of both magic and martial arts, but in terms of the ability to control the elements of heaven and earth, he is far from being able to compare with Ali.

"Hey, it's all trivial."

Ali scratched his head in embarrassment, and then said in astonishment: "Don't you know it?"

When he asked, Jiang Ming and the others were dumb.

In terms of combat power, Jiang Ming can crush Ali with one finger, but compared to elemental control, Jiang Ming really may not be as good as him.

"No, you really don't know?!"

Seeing Ali's surprised look, Jiang Ming suddenly had an incredible idea, and asked tentatively: "Could it be that the people in your valley can do it?"

"Of course, each of us has mastered the cold moon breathing method!"

Ali said in a natural tone: "People like me are low-level. Those older elders, such as my father, can lift the entire snow mountain with a light hook of their fingers!"

After hearing Ali's words, Jin Chan was not calm at all: "Amitabha, is it possible that everyone in this valley is a sorcerer?!"

In a valley of thousands of people, everyone is a magician, that is the concept of a magic horse.

In the world outside the snow mountain, even if all the magic families are added up, I am afraid that there will not be a thousand magic wizards.

And according to Ali, his ability is not ranked high in the valley, and those elders are the real masters.

Calculated in this way, the combat effectiveness of this small valley is probably comparable to that of a powerful country like the Tang Dynasty.

Too scary!

"No, no, you really can't do this?"

Ali was stunned, "Are all people outside the mountain like this? I thought all humans could do it."

Hearing these words, Jin Chan's face turned dark.

Jiang Ming understands his feelings, just like in the previous life, there was a rich second generation who owed farts, and said in front of you: No, no, your family really can’t even get 1000 million, I thought everyone lived in it. What about the big villa.

Tai Nima deserves a beating.

Of course, Jiang Ming knew that Ali didn't mean to show off, he just didn't understand the outside world.

Jiang Ming smiled reluctantly, and said: "Well, in the outside world, there are really very few people who can do this. After all, not everyone can practice the cold moon breathing method."

"It turned out to be like this..."

Ali stroked his chin thoughtfully, and then looked at the explanation and said: "Then you must have similar cultivation methods in the outside world, Jiang Ming, show me your skills."

Although he couldn't see through Jiang Ming's strength, he instinctively felt that Jiang Ming was not simple.

"Ok."

Jiang Ming nodded and decided to satisfy Ali's curiosity.

"My energy is called martial arts in the outside world. It is not as unpredictable as the magic way, and some are just a little bit violent."

Jiang Ming said, snapping his fingers lightly.

bang~boom~
A snow mountain exploded instantly.

"!!!"

Ali was stunned: "You call this just a little bit of violence? This is too powerful, okay, much stronger than my father!"

"The outside world is full of monsters like this. It's too dangerous. I don't want to go out in the future."

About 10 minutes later, Ali led Jiang Ming and others into the living area of ​​the tribe.

"Isn't this Ali, why is he still so weak?"

A boy who was about the same age as Ali walked up to him, with a disdainful expression on his face, like a street sneaker.

There were a few followers behind the boy, all with the same terrified expression.

"Amu, I don't have time to waste time with you, please get out of the way."

Ali said with a blue face.

Amu, the boy blocking the way, is the son of the great elder in the valley.

The fathers of the two of them had always been at odds, and the Great Elder had been secretly fighting for the seat of the next valley owner.

The father competes secretly, and the sons naturally look down on each other.

Ever since he was a child, Ali has often fought with Amu.

In the past, the two could draw a tie, but in recent months, Amu didn't know how his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he could easily defeat Ali.

It is precisely because of this that Amu became more and more arrogant, and every time he saw Ali, he would mock him for being weak.

"You coward, are you afraid of me?"

Amu sneered and mocked, and several followers also laughed.

"You're talking nonsense. I'm bringing new friends home. I don't have time to talk to you."

Ali yelled.

"new friend?"

Amu looked at Jiang Ming and the others, and snorted contemptuously: "These are people from outside the mountain."

"I heard from my father that the outside of the mountain is full of rubbish, and I have no ability at all."

"Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together. A weak person like you is suitable to be friends with garbage outside the mountain."

Amu laughed wantonly.

(End of this chapter)