Peerless Tang Sect's Shepherd Star Silver Dragon

Chapter 367 Aboriginals of the New World
  The first mate conveyed these words, which immediately caused a burst of cheers from the crew.

As for the requirements that require them to abide by morals and laws, they naturally accept them in full. They have not tasted the pleasure of trampling on laws and morals wantonly, nor have they seen enough benefits. The three months of traveling together are enough for them to see You can tell what kind of person your boss is. There is no doubt that he is a person who abides by his own order.

The most important point is that Si Muqing is strong enough to maintain the new order.

With this strength, they will naturally adhere to and abide by the rules he established.

Si Muqing pouted, blindly suppressing is not a good thing, and combining work and rest is more conducive to work.

After that, Si Muqing left the matter to professionals, landed, and established the camp. All these matters were handed over to his subordinates and Yeyun was responsible for supervision, while he went to explore the surroundings.

As the strongest force on the ship, his duty is to use force to maintain order and eliminate threats.

Looking up into the distance, Si Muqing could see the towering mountain tops, shrouded in white clouds and mist, like a pure land on earth, peaceful and peaceful.

Si Muqing searched upward along the river. Most of the early gathering places of mankind were built along the river. Searching along the river would always have greater hope than wandering aimlessly.

He tightened his grip on the sword and cast his gaze towards a group of lion-shaped soul beasts drinking water on the river bank.

After a thousand years, Si Muqing turned his face sideways and made a judgment in his heart.

The male lion sat on a large bluestone, with its fiery red mane flying. A pair of majestic purple eyes stared at Si Muqing, revealing its snow-white fangs. The ferocious aura oppressed Si Muqing, who raised his eyebrows and then walked around the group. Lion Soul Beast, continue to go up the river, there is no need to attack a group of beasts.

The fierce light in the purple pupils disappeared, and the lion's rapidly beating heart slowly calmed down. The two-legged beast just now was really terrifying. It was completely different from the group of similar two-legged beasts. Only then did a trace of fear appear in its eyes. Just now Facing the two-legged beast that was holding a long bar as if it could take away their lives at any time, it could only pretend to be ferocious, hoping to scare the other party away.

Si Muqing hid his figure, leaned against a big tree, and slashed the bloodthirsty plant-like soul beast behind him with his sword. The green leaves turned yellow, and thick juice overflowed from the wound. With a faint fragrance of vegetation, the sword energy wiped out every ounce of vitality in the plants.

After wiping the Mu Xing Sword with a handkerchief, the sword in Si Muqing's hand was restored to new condition, and his perception focused on the group of humans hiding on the side, peeking at the group of lions.

Wearing clothes made of animal skins and holding weapons made of bronze and bluestone, they were a group of primitive people, Si Muqing thought.

Time passed while waiting, and Si Muqing watched patiently, watching the group of natives waiting for the opportunity to hunt.

Finally, the group of natives hunted a group of antelopes that were ready to drink water. They talked excitedly and prepared to return to the tribe.

Si Muqing followed them. As for conversation, it was unnecessary because he couldn't understand the language. He didn't have the intention to learn a foreign language and had the spirit to communicate.

Along the way, the strongest of these hunters was the third ring cultivation level, and it was completely impossible to find Si Muqing.

Si Muqing has been observing these hunters. The man in the middle wearing a tiger skin skirt is the strongest among them.

Finally, they returned to their tribe. Si Muqing breathed a sigh of relief. At least they were not savages living in caves. He did not want to be civilized. The purpose of Xing Luo's coming here was to find a new place to live and strengthen the Southern Legion. Considering that Shrek Academy supported his actions entirely because of his insistence, a lot of money was spent, and all the benefits were taken away by Xing Luo. It is said that Xu Jiawei has begun to dismantle the Southern Army and form a navy.

Si Muqing walked to the main entrance of the tribe with random thoughts in his mind.

Whoosh, a feather arrow shot towards Si Muqing, Clang! Si Muqing's sword blade knocked the arrow away, and his eyes turned cold.

Wow wow wow! A man stood high up and screamed at him. Si Muqing frowned and said through mental communication: "Go find your leader!"

Si Muqing's words were accompanied by terrifying soul power fluctuations and bursts of sword energy. Si Muqing's eyes narrowed. If he wanted to meet the leader of a strange place, strength was the best pass.

As for capsizing, it's impossible. The strongest hunter is the Soul Lord. So there is absolutely no Soul King among the leaders of this tribe, and all the Soul Sects are in danger.

The entire tribe seemed to have exploded. Both men and women were armed with crude weapons, and those without weapons were holding sharp stones in their hands.

The last middle-aged man walked out. He was wearing clothes made of flame tiger skin and holding a gun-shaped weapon in his hand. Looking at the rough prototype of the soul guidance formation on it, it could barely be regarded as a first-class soul guidance device. .

Si Muqing turned his head and looked at the children hiding behind the tribe. His heart moved slightly and he noticed one thing. There was no old man among them.

"I am a traveler from afar, my name is Si Muqing." Si Muqing introduced himself first, through spiritual communication of course. He put away the Shepherd's Star Sword and his soul power to express that he was not hostile and to comfort him. The leader was surprised.

The middle-aged man nodded, with surprise and wariness in his eyes, and replied, "My name is Shitou."

Si Muqing showed a kind smile: "I want to ask about the situation here and the myths and legends. Of course, I can exchange things for them."

When the myths and legends were mentioned, Si Muqing's eyes shone faintly. Of course, he would not just listen to what Yeyun and the Dragon Clan said, even if they had always shown good intentions.

The middle-aged man directly expressed his surprise without any cover-up.

Si Muqing listened quietly, tilting his head, interrupting from time to time to ask some questions.

A blessing from God once every thousand years, Si Muqing narrowed his eyes slightly, very interested in the thousand-year vision mentioned by the middle-aged man.

Seeing the gesture in Si Muqing's eyes, the middle-aged man told all the blessings he knew about God's blessings, but it was a pity that there were not many. After all, it only happened once a thousand years, and the human life span was only a hundred years, and they did not have the custom of recording history.

The only thing that is clear is that God's blessing can greatly enhance martial souls and bloodlines, and both soul masters and soul beasts flock to it.

Si Muqing's eyes flickered, feeling extremely curious about this so-called blessing from God.

The secrets of this continent seem to be far more mysterious than he knows, and Dragon Valley is also located here. Why the Dragon God chose this continent back then is also a question.

Doubts were rolling in Si Muqing's heart. Not only did he not get any clues about Dragon Valley here, but he had even more doubts in his heart.

Moreover, ten thousand years later, how did the Tang Sect discover the Dragon Valley and be able to send people into it to gain benefits? Or is this so-called blessing from God related to the Dragon Valley, so the Tang Sect mastered the method of entering the Dragon Valley.

But in this way, there are different explanations. As the back-up left by the Dragon God for the Dragon Clan, is this too conspicuous?

Si Muqing looked at the sky. The middle-aged leader held the weapon in his hand tightly, and the cold touch brought him a little bit of peace of mind.

"What do you want?" Si Muqing asked after regaining consciousness.

(End of this chapter)