Chapter 362 Arrival in Kitahara! Ishimura's Movement!

"Shopkeeper, check out."

At the window seat of the tavern, a young man with a white shirt as white as snow and an unparalleled handsome face placed a spirit stone on the table, and then left the tavern with a half-grown child beside him.

Outside the tavern, the wind was howling and snow was falling heavily.

"It gets cold early in the north."

Chen Zhixing sighed slightly, thinking that while the south was still experiencing only the bleak autumn wind, the north was already covered in snow.

This is Zichuan City, and it is also the last checkpoint leading to Beiyuan.

After passing this city, you will enter the territory of Beiyuan, where not only are demons rampant and ferocious beasts lurking, but there are also countless big demons who are notorious in the world of cultivation. They occupy the mountains here and act as kings to avoid being hunted down.

At that time, the old man Qianfu hid in this Beiyuan to avoid being hunted down by the Xuantian Divine Sect.

Beyond Beiyuan is the legendary burial place of gods and demons - Beihai! Walking out of Zichuan City, it is a majestic scene like a golden mountain in the sun!

The towering mountains reach straight into the clouds, stretching all the way to the depths with no end in sight. Even if you stand outside the city, you can see a blue roc that is hundreds of feet long on the top of the mountain, tearing through the void with its wings and soaring on the top of the mountain!

The ancient black walls were covered with countless deep and shallow marks, some were huge scratches, some were bite marks, and some were like being hit by a giant, leaving a big hole inward! It is conceivable that this ancient city has withstood countless devastating attacks! "It's not easy." Chen Zhixing sighed.

The little one put on a furry brown mink hat, breathed out hot air and looked at Chen Zhixing, asking curiously:

"Master Hu, what's not easy?"

"nothing."

Chen Zhixing smiled. It wouldn't take long for the Northern Plains to turn into a picturesque mountainous area suitable for farming by mortals.

Because by then, there will be a blind scholar named Lu Bing who will foolishly make a great wish here, die here, and suppress a hundred thousand demons for ten thousand years!

“Oh~~.”

The little one nodded obediently, and then asked: "Master, you said you would bring me here to find a cultivation method. Could my cultivation method be in here?"

"That's right."

Chen Zhixing smiled slightly. If he remembered correctly, the ancestral land of the Shi clan was in this Beiyuan!

"Let's go."

Chen Zhixing picked up the little one and strode into Beiyuan.

Time passed slowly, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.

There are many mountains and monsters in the northern plains.

In addition, there are some extremely ancient tribes that have lived here for generations.

Every tribe would worship a statue as a patron saint, which would protect the tribe from external attacks.

now.

Chen Zhixing stood in front of a tribe, curiously weighing a crocodile head that had turned into bones in his hand.

"Is this your patron saint?"

Chen Zhixing asked.

In front of Chen Zhixing, there were dozens of wooden houses connected together. This was the so-called tribe.

A group of barbarians wearing animal skins, with strong skeletons and totems painted all over their bodies, were standing in the distance, shivering and looking at Chen Zhixing.

"Reporting to the noble sir, this is our patron saint."

An old man, whose hair and beard were tangled because he had not washed them for years, walked out from the crowd with a cane. He spoke tremblingly and looked at Chen Zhixing with a look of awe.

Not long ago, several eight-armed demon apes were attacking their village frantically. Even the guardian god that had been worshipped in the tribe for many years was having a hard time coping and was on the verge of collapse.

Just when these tribesmen were quite frightened.

This noble man appeared! With just a raise of his hand, he killed several eight-armed demon apes that were as big as mountains and were considered powerful in the entire outer area of ​​Beiyuan!

Even their guardian god who had guarded the tribe for hundreds of years was not spared. In this attack, he was mistaken for an accomplice of the eight-armed demon ape and was taken away.

"How do you usually offer sacrifices?" Chen Zhixing asked curiously.

"Reporting to the noble lord, each tribe has a different way of worshipping the guardian god, and the specific way of worshipping depends on the needs of the guardian god. For our tribe, we only need to share half of the food we get from hunting with the guardian god, and at the same time, worship three pairs of golden boys and jade girls every year, and we can get the protection of the guardian god." The old man replied respectfully.

"Human sacrifice? What kind of guardian deity is this? It's clearly an evil deity."

Chen Zhixing curled his lips, and with a casual pinch of his right hand, he crushed the crocodile skull that had lost its spiritual energy into pieces.

He could see that this so-called guardian god was just a man whose body was destroyed and only a remnant of his soul remained. He survived by relying on the tribe's sacrifices.

"My dear sir, please be careful with your words! Among the guardian gods, there are extremely powerful ones!" the old man said quickly.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Chen Zhixing shook his head and decided not to engage in a meaningless argument with the old man, because in his opinion, those who could become patron saints were nothing more than losers in their lifetime.

It's just a remnant soul, how strong can it be?

"Let me ask you, do you know that there is a Stone Clan here?" Chen Zhixing asked, changing the subject.

"Stone Tribe?"

The old man was startled when he heard this, then after thinking for a while, he asked tentatively: "The Stone Clan you mentioned, is it the Stone Village?"

"Well, it should be this Shi Village. Where are they?" Chen Zhixing nodded.

"Sir, that Shi Village is very far away from us. It is located in the northern plains. Our tribe has only met them once. If I remember correctly, it should be hundreds of miles deep in the mountains." The old man bowed his head and replied respectfully.

"Thank you very much."

As the word fell.

When the old man looked up again, the noble man was no longer in sight.

"Village chief, you are well-informed. Where does this man come from?" A strong villager hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"I don't know, but judging from his clothes and age, and the fact that he brought a child deep into Beiyuan, I think he must be a genius from the outside world." The old man stroked his beard and said.

As he was talking, the old man seemed to have thought of something, and sighed, "Hey, now that the guardian deity is destroyed, what should we do? What can we use to resist the ferocious beast?"

He was sighing.

Roar, roar, roar!!! A series of terrified roars sounded from afar.

I saw the mountains and forests shaking, and an extremely bright sword light flew up and down, killing all the demons and ferocious beasts within a hundred miles radius!

A giant snake with wings on its back roared and rose into the sky. It was the king of the area within a hundred miles. It had devoured countless tribes. Countless villagers had died in the mouth of this giant snake!

Rumor has it that inside the giant snake's cave, human bones are piled up like mountains, and everything is white as far as the eye can see.

But at this moment.

They watched helplessly as the giant snake with wings on its back rose into the sky and tried to escape, but an extremely sharp sword light attached to it and strangled it into countless pieces of meat!

In an instant, the old man's eyes lit up with joy, and he knelt down to express his gratitude.

(End of this chapter)