An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 58 Bold
The movements of the Liguna River cannot be concealed.

On the grassland, many tribes saw the battle that took place that night. It seemed that a giant god from the sky used thunder to defeat the giant python god.

Some tribes far away, although they did not receive the news immediately, they could wait until the next day.

The wizards discovered that the table enshrining the giant python was overturned, and the idol was shattered all over the place. After a brief panic, the news of the giant python's death swept across the grassland like a hurricane, and spread westward at an extremely fast speed.

It's not that no one has mentioned it during the period. This matter is not that simple.

The thunder that night was very similar to the magic of the Ming people in the south, but after the wizard's divination, this trend was stifled.

The results of the divination clearly showed that the giant python god was really dead, and the Liguna River also had a new ruler.

After the opinions were unified, various tribes began to send wizards to the pasture where the Great Khan was.

How to treat this new ruler, they need to have a unified charter.

as for python
the dead are dead

They were very sad, but there was nothing they could do. People and animals on the grassland could not do without the river for drinking water all year round.

Besides, the giant python is dead, not defeated.

The latter may still have a group of supporters, relying on their friendship for hundreds of years, but a dead god can't still ask people to help him "keep his filial piety"?

ridiculous!

If the prairie people were neutral and supportive of the changes in the Yeliguna River, the demons and ghosts on the prairie moved faster than them.

Before dawn, all kinds of monster races gathered on both sides of the river. Besides, mountain spirits and monsters were also mixed in the crowd.

They even set up a simple sacrificial ceremony.

On the altar made of clay, there are three animals with hula in blood.

All kinds of demons and ghosts knelt on the ground and kowtowed devoutly to the Yeliguna River.

Then, a monster with a human body and the head of a jackal came forward, reciting a sacrifice that was not very smooth.

Green smoke curled up into the air and disappeared.

At the same time, in the lower reaches of the river, Zhang Ke, who was peeping towards the Black Dragon River, smelled a strong scent of fragrant pigs, and then the sacrificial words reached his ears.

A trace of his divine sense followed the inspiration and appeared at the scene. Zhang Ke was a little depressed seeing the demons and ghosts all over the floor.

It has already been mentioned in the sacrificial text of their intentions, but Zhang Ke already has aquariums under his command. Although it is not very useful, his loyalty can be guaranteed, and he did not choose the road of kings. Gathering so many demons and ghosts is also useful to him. Not big?

But Zhang Ke couldn't turn a blind eye to them eagerly coming over.

It's all here, Zhang Ke can only accept them in the end, and find a few reliable monsters to manage them, and at the same time let these monsters spread out around the Yeliguna River to monitor the grassland and Daming.

In addition, some Yaozu were sent to join the construction team of the Water Mansion.

At the same time, in order to save worry, Zhang Ke also ordered that Qiling's intelligent monsters are not allowed to kill each other within fifty miles on both sides of the river bank.

The place far away from the river bank is out of his control.

As a reward for their hard work, Zhang Ke would hold out ideas every three days to practice for the monsters on the shore and in the water.

It took two days to deal with these monster clans, but before it got dark, the joint sacrifices of various tribes in Yuanyuan reached Zhang Ke's ears.

Zhang Ke lost a lot of patience with them.

They were only given the right to use the river water, and they were told not to slaughter any living beings within [-] miles of the river bank, so they withdrew their divine thoughts.

As for the offerings of incense and offerings, nothing was collected.

Compared with the monster race and the water race, the human race is too restless.

What's more, Zhang Ke only needs to beat the workers without emotion, and the inspiration to pay is the waste produced by him swallowing water essence.

Human race, once they get into a relationship with them. Thinking of the reality, and the temples with strong incense in Daming, and the "believers" who started begging for a few incense sticks inside, he couldn't help shivering.

On the grassland, Zhang Ke was entangled in trivial matters.

At the same time, in the Daming Palace thousands of miles away, the Emperor Zhu Di, who was dressed in ordinary clothes, also looked gloomy at the secret letter in his hand.

He felt that he had already overestimated the dragon who had escaped from the Forbidden City.

The three major battalions, the Buddhist and Taoist two high-level masters/mages, as many as hundreds, even sent out with their own second son, the king of Han who is the most capable of fighting.

This is the configuration for the battle in Mobei.

In the end, the siege hadn't even started yet, so the spearhead was broken first?

Not only that, but more than a dozen Gao Gong returned to the mountain overnight.

Although Dazheng was seriously injured and unconscious, he was also very heartbroken, but this was not a reason to disobey the emperor's order, let alone pardon their crime of escaping Lin Zhan!
Because of them, the three major battalions that had already set off had to stay where they were, waiting for news.

Buddhism is also full of complaints.

Resentment, resentment ass, Dazheng was seriously injured and comatose, why are the monks who set off together all right?

They all set off on the same day, Zhengyi's side was delayed by the Daolu Department, but they didn't send a letter to the monks from the beginning to the end of the capital.

With their footsteps, it was normal to arrive that night, but why did the news come back a step late?
Is it really slow, or unwilling?

Or, have other ideas?

Do not take the stability of the Ming Dynasty and the safety of the people of the world at heart.
Sure enough, the royal father has a great insight, one of these bald heads counts as one, and none of them are good things!

However, the current situation... that evil dragon fled far away to the grassland.

If you want to slay the dragon again, you have to send a large army northward to cross the Great Wall, but with such a big commotion, the remnants of Can Yuan will inevitably be alarmed, and it is likely to lead to the cooperation between Nie Long and Can Yuan.

It is easy to solve one party alone, but it is very troublesome for both parties to cooperate.

Although the current Daming is recovering very well, the influence of Jing Nan has not dissipated for a long time.

If you want to fight Nielong at the same time, it's hard to say whether Can Yuan will win or lose, and the mediocre people in the court will not agree with him making such a big fight.

Emperor, emperor?
Ah!
Leaning on the soft pillow, Zhu Di waved his hands: "Go, six hundred miles, hurry up, call the national teacher to Beijing!"

Looking at the back of the servant leaving in a hurry, the light in Zhu Di's eyes flickered on and off.

But soon, the complicated state affairs dragged him out of the storm of thinking, and His Majesty the great emperor had to deal with this pile of official documents first.

The movements in the palace cannot be hidden from those who are interested.

Soon, many people knew the news that His Majesty urgently ordered the Imperial Teacher to return to Beijing, so Jinling took the lead in undercurrents.

Moreover, on the second day, someone in a certain restaurant even talked about the whole story of this incident, talking about the fault of moving north to the capital.
Crowd: ? ? ?
This is Jinling!

And the one above is not a good stubble.

Sure enough, before noon, the person who uttered wild words was invited to the Fusi of Jinyiwei North Town, and even the restaurant was closed.

Although the rumors in Jinling were cut off, some stories quietly circulated in other places
(End of this chapter)