An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 101 Plateau, open to grab (subscription required)
Now that we've done it, there's no need to talk nonsense.

If you beat a snake, you will not die but suffer from it.

After winning the battle, the plateau in front of him will be taken into his arms, and he will become a part of Zhang Ke's jigsaw puzzle of power, let alone explore the secrets of the plateau.

Lost
Losing is just gaining experience.

After all, Zhang Ke's only advantage over those old things in the dungeon that have lived for a long time is that he can push back.

Therefore, even in the face of the most powerful enemy, he dared to tease the tiger's whiskers.

Those who can be killed with one punch are definitely not talking nonsense,

Those who hope to be killed can also read the file and start again. Of course, if you meet those big guys with deep heels and bottomless strength, he will at least guarantee to get out of the game by relying on the game, and then write down a note in the little book in his heart. Pen, by the way secretly shouted: Don't bully the young and poor!
Well, at least at Zhang Ke's age, he doesn't have to worry about falling into the middle-aged and poor state for the time being.

Also because of time.
The time is too short, although his growth rate is comparable to a leap, but he is still too immature,
And as we all know, the water in Kyushu is deep.
So this is also why Zhang Ke did not continue to flex his muscles to the south after annexing half of the power of the earth gods on the Loess Plateau, but turned his head to the Gobi on the southwest side.

For one thing, both the enemy, the witch, and the collapse of the Tianzhu in the mission reminder are all on the Tibetan plateau.

Second, avoid such a powerless situation from happening.

Even if Zhang Ke knew that his connection with Kyushu would become closer and more frequent as time went on, it would not be an option to keep running away. After all, his roots and blood all came from this.

But at least when she was a baby, Zhang Ke didn't want to expose herself to the sun.

In kindergarten, you have to aim at those "same age" opponents
The authority in the body sensed Zhang Ke's irritability, and they were ready to move.

The ground shakes underfoot,

The wind howls overhead,

Under Zhang Ke's guidance, the earth's energy and vitality in the depths of the earth are all converging towards him, pouring into the land close to the plateau.

As a result, two small mountains, a canyon, and hundreds of thousands of acres of land on this land gradually changed from barren to lively.

If it continues like this and borrows and borrows continuously, after dozens of hundreds of years this deserted Gobi Desert can become a livable place with singing birds and fragrant flowers, clear water and blue sky, but Zhang Kezhi is not here.

The influx of earth energy and vitality changes the barren environment of the Gobi, and bringing vitality is only secondary.

Under his impetus, the spirituality of this land was awakened, and anyone who came would devour everything Zhang Ke sent. Naturally, he owned the authority of this hundreds of thousands of acres of land.

Moreover, it is like an empty water glass, since it has been filled with water, there is no reason for dissatisfaction to overflow.

I'm full, I'm full,
It is natural to expand outward.

With the help of Zhang Ke, the god of the earth, the earth was full of waves, rushing towards the plateau layer by layer.

once again
Piercing through the solid permafrost layer of the plateau, and crowding towards the surroundings, the vitality of the earth poured in frantically through the gap.

savagely poured into the depths of the earth,

Fighting and merging with those originally existing earth qi,
And Zhang Ke's divine sense also took this opportunity,

Provide support to one side, hook up with the other side, and seduce the natives of the plateau.

on the plateau,
Ever since the ribbons all over the sky were cut and shredded, the entire plateau became more and more restless, the mountains trembled, and the ground was torn apart, as if a huge monster was about to crawl out from below.

But those temples that Zhang Ke saw during the day, originally standing on the top of various mountains, and temples in low-lying places, at this time emitted a burst of bright light,

At the same time, the sound of intensive chanting is also floating on the plateau with the night.

Condensed into tadpole-like characters in the dark night sky, the golden characters are intertwined into lines, spread on the mountain forest and the ground, filling the cracks caused by the earthquake.
Originally, Zhang Ke was all ready, and when he had a competition, he just happened to see what was going on under the plateau.

But there are twelve Buddhist temples all over the plateau,

suddenly stepped into it,

Buddhist temples are like nails that barely maintain the frame of the earth, and then the large net drawn by Buddhist scriptures heals the cracked earth.

Forcibly suppressed the movement.

Seeing these twelve Buddhist temples, and thinking about the living plateau he saw before, Zhang Ke suddenly thought of when he had suffered the loss of the Taihang Mountain God before, and after that, he searched for legends from various places on the Internet.

An article I saw.

It was mentioned in it that a Thangka of "Suppressing Demons" was found when sorting out cultural relics, in which a witch lying on her back was drawn.

Moreover, there are mountains and waters on his body, and the veins are clear. Many large and small temples have been built all over his body, including the so-called Twelve Town Demon Temples such as Zhenli and Zaizhenli.

The existence of this witch is not written in detail in the article, but it is said that the story of these twelve temples can be traced back to the Tang Dynasty. After Princess Wencheng entered the plateau, she calculated that the terrain here is like a witch lying on her back, and then both Songtsan Niji Chizun, the concubine of Ganbu, ordered people to fill up Wotang Lake and worship Buddha statues, and supervised the construction of a total of twelve Buddhist temples, which were used as twelve unmovable nails to suppress the witch.

It should be about today, these twelve Buddhist temples with constant chanting.

But looking at each other from a distance, Zhang Ke found that with the passage of time, the light of the Buddhist temple would become dimmer every minute, and the sound of chanting sutras would gradually become lackluster.

"Resist with your life? Tsk——"

Zhang Ke shook his head. As an earth god, he has some authority over the nether world.

Even thousands of miles away, he could clearly see the passing of life, but after seeing the inside, Zhang Ke raised his hand and put it down again.

Those seats are called temples, rather than magic caves.

Zhang Ke could smell a strong smell of blood on every magic weapon exuding a strong sense of compassion,

The skin makes the painting, the bone the hammer.
If you observe carefully, you can also see the thin figures trapped in the magic weapon.
Compassionate and compassionate, the guru who recited scriptures had a cloud of bright red blood on his head, and under the light of incense candles, the shadow behind him opened his teeth and danced his claws like an evil spirit.

see,

The ghost power in Zhang Ke's body trembled as if its tail had been lit.

It is eager to capture those souls and masters to the small underworld, the former will be imprisoned, and the latter will be interrogated and sentenced to death.
Even if it weren't for Zhang Ke's suppression, it would have split from the Earth God Seal and turned into thousands of Yin soldiers to arrest people.

Suppressing the restlessness of authority again, Zhang Ke let out a long sigh of relief.

Because the money mouse's bad move caused the Yin Gods to suffer a lot, Zhang Ke's journey along the way, apart from the City God who degenerated and became the evil mother's nest, few of the Yin Gods under his command were not parasitized by the devil's fetus and were intact .

It also led to the fact that he now has the authority of [Cong Wupin], but the gods under his hands only have a hundred or so villages of land.

These little old men are already exhausted from helping him deal with the incense and believers, so there is no time to take care of other things. Therefore, as his authority expands and expands, the Earth God should purify the world, absorb ideas, and sort out the ghosts.
Zhang Ke didn't do anything, just deal with some corners and corners to barely hang on.

Don't work only for the benefits, isn't it being urged now?

But now is the key node to grab the site.

Before the serious war started, the more territory he robbed, the stronger Zhang Ke would be, and the weaker the opponent would be. As for these Buddhist temples that make the power of the netherworld ready to move, let them fight dogs with the existences under the plateau.

Despite the constant urging,

Zhang Ke's heart never stirred up a wave,
Pushing the massif against the plateau,

At the forefront, whether it is the land, the earth's atmosphere, or even the vitality, all are mixed together.

And Zhang Ke's divine sense traveled through it, promoting the fusion of the two parties.

At the same time, on his earth god seal, the phantom condensed with the energy of mountains, rivers and earth veins is quietly changing.

In the southwest corner, the clouds and mist billowed.

Strands of earth energy gathered from all directions and intertwined together, trying to outline a world.

Since the ground collided, it didn't seem like he could sneak around.

In fact

The plateau, the Gobi, and even the land of Kyushu and the wider world behind the snow-capped mountains can clearly perceive the situation here.

And the closer the place is, the more terrifying the earthquake will be.

Landslides and landslides, rivers cut off, animals living on the land fled in panic, and the people even prayed for the blessings of gods and Buddhas, while fleeing to a safe place
But the real impact is the plateau.

The twelve Buddhist temples had maintained this difficult tug-of-war, and the guru inside was about to vomit blood, but the one from outside added fuel to the fire.

On the one hand, we must maintain the Buddhist temples that have been passed down for thousands of years.

On the one hand, he had to desperately suppress the witch.

The eyes of the masters are all red,

If it weren't for being unable to get away at the moment, they really wouldn't mind pulling the guy outside together, and suppressing him and the witch underground together.

"Do not,"

"If this continues, I will die!"

"Thousands of years of hard work are in vain."

"No, don't let the witch get out of trouble, go, let them let go."

"Let the head, heart, and belly go out and let them fight"

With eyes dripping with blood and tears, the master roared angrily, and as a monk hurried away, it didn't take long for Zhang Ke to see that among the twelve temples, the Buddhist temples on the top of the two mountains were slowly dimming.

As the temple fell into darkness,

The black mist between heaven and earth boiled because of this.

Two blood-red rays of light rose from the mountain.

The two mountain peaks rumbled, and the mountain body was gradually peeled off.

At the beginning, the earth and rocks were still shooting out, but as they got deeper, the earth and rocks disappeared, and instead, there were streams of jet-black liquid flowing down in moors.

Like ink dripping into clear water,
As soon as it touches the ground, it blooms quickly in the soil.

Wherever it passes, the mountains and land turn into a piece of mud,
Seeing this, Zhang Ke's heart tightened.

He had seen these "ink inks" before.

Last time, just after he got rid of the gestation of the dirt, the blood in his body was as black as ink, but it changed after being diluted.

And now,
These dirt and blood smudged the land, like a child spitting into the water, trying to make Zhang Ke cast a trap and let him limit his pace so that he would stop grabbing things from his bowl unscrupulously.

After all, the group of monks only "tolerantly" let go of the "nails" on their eyes.

Let his head resume action.

With only this little bit, he was a little powerless in the face of the greedy enemy in front of him, so he could only try to use this method to protect his own strength from losing too quickly.

He will use all the remaining power to deal with these Buddhist temples,

Wait until all these nails are pulled out and the original appearance is restored, and then drive away and kill this ignorant earth god.
Looking at the dirty blood pouring out from the two mountains,

To be honest, Zhang Ke was really disgusted.

Whether it's himself, or the city gods who were killed by Zhang Ke along the way, they all showed him that as a god of authority, if they come into contact with dirt, they will degenerate if they don't control it, not to mention their body shape, even their self-awareness is preserved no.

And the other party just grasped this point.

Taking a thousand steps back,

Tens of thousands of 10,000+ evil spirits are being suppressed in Zhang Ke's small underworld.

They are the products of filth conceived by the City God. For them, filth is like a staple food, not only can they be easily digested, but also make themselves stronger.

But Zhang Ke can't let them leave the small underworld.

With the nature of this group of things, it is certain that they will devour dirty blood, but Zhang Ke is also sure that under the call of the witch, the evil spirits will fight back without hesitation.

Even the witch can become a brood like the city god. The witch mother?

Just thinking about Zhang Ke gives me a headache.

Rather than being snatched away and pointed at yourself, it is better to control it from the beginning.

Think so.

"go!"

Zhang Ke opened a passage to the small underworld on the blood-polluted land in front of him, and then he focused on the god seal and called the wind and god seal to echo, and the wind howled.

Tornadoes connect heaven and earth.

The dirty blood infiltrated from the mountain, together with the large area of ​​land that was infested on the plateau, was overturned, caught in the strong wind, and went straight into the small underworld.

At the same time,
Suppressed by the Incense and Fire Mountain in the small underworld, the evil spirits who worked day and night looked up at the cracks in the sky, saw the countless blood, and the land falling from the sky, and they were crushed under the mountain, and the corners of their eyes were instantly blurred by saliva .

Ever since the City God was beaten to death and Zhang Ke took away the small underworld, they haven't had a bite of "rice".

Not to mention the high-end ingredients such as dirty blood, Chenghuang can't provide such high-quality food!
Seeing the food that exudes a tempting aura not far in front of them, but can't be touched or touched, the evil spirits are anxious to die.

Whimpering, whining, and arguing in the small underworld, even with the suppression of Xianghuo Shenshan, the sound still penetrated, echoed in the space, and resounded in Zhang Ke's mind.

Enduring a headache, Zhang Ke persisted for a while.

It wasn't until the dirty blood began to infect the small underworld, and he made a calculation in his heart, that he breathed a sigh of relief.

The speed is not as fast as I thought, this method is indeed useful, as long as the speed is mastered, to ensure that there will not be too much blood accumulation, and the evil spirits will not grow too fast because of eating too much, and have the power to resist.

Keeping access to a balanced level, Zhang Ke began to continue to annex authority.

As for the Buddhist temple, Zhang Ke no longer stood idly by. After all, he had to put a few more pieces of the witch's limbs out to let the blood out together, and he couldn't stand it.
　Calvin has a severe headache

　　
　
(End of this chapter)