swallow dragon

Time flies, and more than a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the palace and treasure hall of Wanjiezong, Mo Qilin, dressed in a soap robe, strolled out from the main entrance of the palace, stretched lazily, and smiled faintly, "It's not easy, my injuries have finally fully recovered. Although I still haven't been able to figure out the profound meaning of Thunder God in the Death-killing Thunder Hammer, with the help of Jie Ti, I believe that the three ligers and tigers in the Fairy Trail Forest are definitely not our opponents!"

Thinking of this, Mo Qilin immediately beamed with joy and his mood was bright.

"Meet the deputy leader."

"Meet the deputy leader."

At this time, a team of patrolling guards in the central square saw Mo Qilin leaving the customs and rushed forward to salute and say hello.

"Exemption."

Mo Qilin waved his hand and asked with a smile, "Do you know if the suzerain is in the sect?"

Hearing the sound, one of the leading guards took a step forward, and responded respectfully, "To the deputy lord, as far as I know, the lord left for a long time more than a year ago and hasn't returned yet. Where did he go? I don’t know anymore.”

"Going away?"

Mo Qilin frowned when he heard this, and waved his hands, "Understood, you all step back."

"Yes."

"Yes."

The patrol guards bowed to their orders, strode away in unison, and returned to their posts.

"Could it be that Jie Body went to Pansi Cave?"

Thinking about this, Mo Qilin shook his head, "Leave him alone, I'll go and inspect the situation of the various tribes of the sect first."

Although Mo Qilin is just a hands-off shopkeeper and is the deputy leader in name, he doesn't care about the specific affairs, and Lin Yilai is in charge of the full power.

But now that Lin Yi is not around, and Mo Qilin has nothing to do, he is willing to do his best for Wan Jiezong.

Whoosh!

With a flash of Mo Qilin's figure, it turned into a light and shadow and disappeared on the central square.

Adjacent to the palace and treasure hall, the tribe where the first 'Yunlong' is located is the nearest. At this moment, on a huge loess square, there are thousands of children about three or four years old, lined up neatly, bare upper body, waving Holding the one-meter-high stone locks, all of them blushed, and they all let out firm and forceful counting sounds.

"760 four!"

"760 five!"

"760 six!"

"..."

Every child struggled to lift the one-meter-high stone lock over their heads, and every time they reported a number, they lifted the stone lock over their heads once, which was very strong.

Looking closely, each stone lock is much larger than the child's body, and weighs at least five or six hundred catties. Such a heavy stone lock is held in the hands of a group of three or four-year-old children and waving it. weird.

"Hold it! Hold it up for me!"

"Anyone who can't swing the stone lock a thousand times today will be whipped a hundred times!"

In front of the crowd, the first Yunlong twitched the whip in his hand with a snap, and reprimanded him coldly.

Hearing the sound, the thousands of children present were swinging harder and harder. Some of the children had trembling calves and wanted to throw away the stone locks in their hands. Now they heard that if they failed to complete the task of a thousand, they would be whipped , immediately gritted his teeth, and swung the stone lock desperately.

Obviously, every child is very afraid of the whip in Yunlong's hand.

"Yunlong."

Mo Qilin strode towards Yunlong, staring at a group of three or four-year-old children in surprise, "What are you doing?"

"Vice Hierarch, are you out of customs?"

As soon as Yunlong saw Mo Qilin, he immediately bowed and saluted, and then laughed loudly: "You don't know, deputy leader, these children are the newborn babies that the leader rescued when he went to Xianzong Forest to destroy the Black Flood Dragon Cavalry. They all have the blood of the barbarians. Now the suzerain entrusts me to train, and in the future, I can become the fresh blood of the sect and contribute to the sect."

Several lieutenants beside Yunlong saw Mo Qilin and hurriedly saluted. Mo Qilin nodded in return.

"Barbarian children?"

Mo Qilin nodded slightly, "It's no wonder that these children are only three or four years old, and they can dance such a heavy stone lock. They are descendants of barbarians who are born with supernatural power."

"Not bad, not bad. These children have been trained and will become our sect's right-hand man in the future."

Mo Qilin patted Yunlong's shoulder appreciatively.

"Yunlong, your body is the Black Bull King of the Western Regions, and you are also born with supernatural powers. It is perfect for you to train children of barbarian descendants."

Mo Qilin praised: "You have to fulfill the mission entrusted to you by the suzerain, and don't let the suzerain down."

"Yes."

Yunlong slapped his chest loudly, "Don't worry, deputy leader, I will definitely not disappoint the expectation of the leader. I have already made a training plan, and now these children are still young, they need to lay a solid foundation and work hard."

Mo Qilin nodded and said nothing more.He jumped up and flew towards the forest in the distance.

In the forest, the Wutu sect of the second elder Teng Laoqian, the Bodhi sect of the third elder monk Bu Er, and the Wu Yao clan led by Mengying all live in it, not far away.

……

……

In the fairy trail forest, the wind howled and the sea of ​​trees was surging.

Ever since Lin Yi brutally massacred the three elders, young and old, Gong and the Black Jiao cavalry regiment, the atmosphere in Xianzong Forest has been very depressing.

The elders of the various tribes were worried all day long, for fear that one day Lin Yi would lead an army of millions to kill them.

suddenly--

"Roar……"

An earth-shattering roar swept out from the central treasure hall of the Fairy Trail Forest. The sound shook the sky, like thousands of drums beating in unison. The monks looked up in the direction of the central hall.

In a secret place inside the Central Palace, three ligers, Yuwenhou, Yuwenbo, and Yuwengong, were standing above a prison with a radius of five thousand feet, staring at a strange beast inside the prison with a smile.

This is a gigantic beast about [-] feet high. Its appearance is about half or half of that of a lion or a tiger. It has four sharp claws and a long tail. Covered with azure blue scales, exuding a shining precious light.

The soaring blood energy rose from the body of the strange beast, making one's heart tremble.

At this moment, thick and heavy chains were bound to the body of the gigantic beast, and one end of each chain extended to the depths of the rock wall.

"Get down."

Suddenly, Duke Yuwen who was standing above the prison let out a low drink.

"Ouch..."

When the huge beast heard Yuwen Gong's reprimand, it whimpered and lay down obediently.

"Congratulations, brother, after going through twists and turns, I finally succeeded in subduing the starry sky behemoth!"

"Hahaha, with the help of the starry sky behemoth, we want to crush the Myriad Tribulation Sect and regain the Spiritual Sword, it is almost a matter of grasping!"

Yuwenhou and Yuwenbo couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled. They looked at Yuwengong excitedly and cupped their hands to express their congratulations.

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