Yan Mo put away the golden needle, and said to Heishui Yingshi, "Come and find me when you get back to the greenhouse."
Yingshi nodded, and Aguda decided to follow suit.
Yuan Zhan also separated from the witch with a gloomy face, and together with Yingshi, Aguda and Elder Hao, he greeted the approaching nobleman.
The curse witch ran over and stretched out his hand, "I saw it!"
Yan Mo, "What do you keep seeing?"
"Needle. What kind of material is that made of? What's its use? Is it the same as you stitching up the wounds of those soldiers? Show me quickly."
The curse witch was so curious, he had been curious about Yan Mo and Ding Ning's treatment method of sewing people up like animal skins and cloth, but they used refined and curved bone needles, and now seeing Yan Mo take out another A different needle, how can you bear it
Yan Mo had no choice but to take out a gold needle and give it to him, "Let me tell you first, this is what I got from the Temple of the Ancestor God, it is a set, this one can only be shown to you but not to you, if you are interested, I will give it to you separately." Use bones to refine a set for you."
The curse witch snatched the golden needle, and was about to look carefully before he paused, "What did you just say? You want to refine a set for me from bones? You... know how to refine bone tools?!" The voice of the last few words was a bit high.
People around looked over, and the curse witch immediately lowered his voice, and leaned in front of Yan Mo like a thief, "Mo, do you really know how to refine bone tools?"
"Hey, Master, let's go back and talk about this."
The curse witch suddenly jumped on the spot, jumped far away like a rabbit, jumped back again, and touched his head with a smile, "Mo, I will never call you an idiot again, hehe, my disciple Not only do you know herbs, you can curse, you can also refine bone tools. Later, when I take you back to Wucheng, the dead fat elephants will definitely be jealous of me, Jie Jie Jie! But at that time, you can’t still be like this, they will think I found an old monster to trick them."
The old monster Yan Mo, "..."
The curse witch bumped into him excitedly, "Since you know how to refine bone tools, then give me a set of bone needles that you used to sew human flesh. I also want to find some people to sew. Hehe, I thought of it." A new curse, what do you think of people waking up overnight to find that they are all sewn together? You can also sew up your mouth, sew your eyes, sew your arms together, and sew your legs together, jeez Jie! This curse is too good, I have to think about it!"
Yan Mo, "..." Can he not listen? After hearing this, the guide will blame the old man for his sins, right? right!
But as the same research madman, he understood the idea of the witch very well, so he gave the old man the bone needle for surgery that he refined before without much hesitation.
The curse witch had a new toy, so he was so happy that he immediately asked someone to test it—Yan Mo Wangtian, he should go and see what the nobles are doing here.
There are two types of nobles in Black Earth City, Wu Shang's bloodline and high-ranking warriors. The temple stands above both.
This power structure is also the main body of most urban construction tribes.
Compared with the vigilance of the Jiuyuan people and the Heishui people, the people of the Dona tribe and the Da'ao tribe showed some joy when they saw these nobles coming, especially the people of Da'ao.
There were a lot of nobles who came over, but judging by their status, the one surrounded in the middle was the highest. He was in his early twenties, wearing gorgeous furs, high-grade crystal jewelry, and a handful of gold crystals hanging around his waist. A bone dagger that is less than a foot long.
Not all of these people came towards them, some stopped in front of them, and some walked directly to other tents.
For example, there was a tent in front of them, which was occupied by two warriors from the lower city, and they also brought people who could heal their wounds, but judging from their respect, the two should be the temple attendants of the two cities, rather than higher priests.
The few nobles who walked past chatted with the two soldiers from the lower city, and they seemed to be in a good mood
But more nobles stopped in front of their tents, including the young man with the highest status and Snake Gallbladder.
Yan Mo couldn't figure out what was going on in this battle, but Ziming from Da'ao excitedly whispered to Ding Fei (in fact, he wanted to talk to Ding Ning more): "This is the nobleman of Heitu City who came to pick someone, I hope Ziming can really do it!" Being selected, I think he will definitely not be able to pass the second selection."
Boy, are you being too honest? By the way, it was funny to hear Yan Mo with one ear.
"Such things happen often?" Yan Mo approached Ziming and asked him in a low voice.
Seeing that it was Yan Mo who asked, Ziming hurriedly saluted him first, and replied: "Yes, Master Mo Wu. It's just that I haven't seen it, but I heard from the people in the black soil training camp that every time this kind of large-scale competition Or after the selection, the temple and the nobles will select some powerful fighters to serve as guards. It would be even better if they can be favored by the king. This time, with so many subordinate cities and tribes participating, more powerful fighters will definitely come out. Just wait."
Ziming said happily again: "At first, I thought our location was not good, too far away from those temple priests, but now... hehe, you must pass us first when you come from the stands."
Yan Mo understood, how dare so many people come to their tent, it's just that their position happened to be at the first stop
And there, as Ziming said, the nobles began to recruit people.
Those nobles looked at Yuan Zhan and the others as if they were picking pork. If it weren't for the taboo that these fighters were very powerful, they could touch them with their hands, and they might even open their mouths to look at their teeth.
"I know you are a blood warrior who can control plants. Let me ask you, what is your blood level now?" A thin-cheeked man in his thirties asked Yuan Zhan.
Yuan Zhan was guessing the purpose of these people. Seeing that Aguda and Yingshi were dealing with the nobles' questions, he also replied casually: "Level two."
The man frowned, apparently feeling that Yuan Zhan's blood level was too low, "What level is the force?"
Yuan Zhan reported a number that was neither high nor low, "Level six."
"It's too low. Although your divine blood ability is good, your level is too low. You should rely on other fighters to survive the first selection." The man said self-righteously based on what he saw.
Afterwards, he looked at Aguda who was talking to another nobleman—he actually wanted this person the most, but he was the lowest among the nobles who came over, so he couldn't pick the best first, so he had to retreat next best.
The man looked like he had no choice but to choose Yuan Zhan, and said kindly: "I am Wu Shang'an Yang, and you will follow me from now on, and I will provide you with ten second-level Yuanjing coins every month. Every time your blood ability increases by one level, I will exchange it for you with the corresponding level of Yuanjing coins. In addition, if your tribe has good products in the future, you can directly trade with my people. I will reward you with ten slaves. You can Dispose of it. Alright, if you agree, I swear by your fighting spirit to drip your blood on this domino."
Wu Shanganyang said that he took out a domino from his arms and was about to hand it to Yuan Zhan. He thought that Yuan Zhan would never refuse him. For a second-level blood warrior, his conditions are definitely favorable, and he can still With Wu Shang as his surname, anyone with a little knowledge will know that his blood must be very close to that of King Wu Shang's family, which means that his descendants are likely to appear as divine blood warriors who inherit the blood of the God of the Earth! Although he is not...
Wu Shanganyang seemed to be afraid that Yuan Zhan would not know how good the conditions he proposed, and said again: "If it weren't for your ability to control the growth of plants, this ability would still be useful to me, I would never spend such a high price to recruit a second A super blood warrior. Apart from me, it is absolutely impossible for anyone else to propose better conditions than me."
When Yuan Zhan heard this, he finally figured out what these people were doing here.
He didn't know the prices of high-level fighters, so he didn't think the price this man offered was low, but he was very upset with the other party's benevolent expression and attitude, making it seem like he couldn't sell it.
He is a non-trading item, okay? If he wanted to sell it, he would only sell it to his silent witch.
Wu Shanganyang thought that Yuan Zhan was going to say something to him, but saw that the soldier turned around and left without even looking at the domino he handed out.
Yuan Zhan wanted to go back to find his Mo, he was too lazy to waste time talking nonsense with these people.
Wu Shang'an was furious, his hands were sore, this person gave him this reaction? Even if you want to reject him, you should at least say a few words of thanks for the kindness. Which savage tribe did this guy come from? Can't even speak the language
Someone next to him laughed.
Wu Shang'an turned his head angrily, seeing that the one who laughed at him was the person who had just talked to the leader of Dona, he had to endure this tone, he couldn't afford to offend this person. The other party is also of Wu Shang's blood, but the other party has awakened the ability of divine blood, even if it is not high, it is valued by His Majesty the King.
However, when he saw the leader Donna who also walked away, he guessed that the other party was also rejected like him, and he immediately felt a lot better.
But that person insisted on provoking him, and deliberately told him as if he was talking to others: "Although the warrior's divine blood ability is only level two, he has withstood the attacks of many sixth and seventh level divine blood warriors. That vine armor shield, and those untouchable plants, as long as there is one, it can form a good protection for one's own side in battle."
Several nobles couldn't help but nod their heads. They were all people with good levels of force, so they naturally saw that Yuan Zhan's combat effectiveness was not limited by his divine blood ability level.
The man said again: "Besides, that warrior can also make wooden arrows to attack from a distance. Such a sacred-blood warrior who can attack from a distance as well as melee is rare even in our Black Earth City, and he is only a second level now. If he becomes How powerful is it to become level three, level four, or level seven? What this warrior needs is advanced training methods, not Yuanjing coins, and someone actually used ten second-level Yuanjing coins to recruit him? Chick!"
Wu Shang'an was so angry that he was dying.
But the person who listened to that man also echoed: "Yes, I just thought of this, so I didn't go to him. Do you think this soldier can survive the next selection?"
"If he can survive, I'm afraid the temple will recruit him directly, and His Majesty the King may also."
Wu Shang'an didn't want to listen anymore. He couldn't recruit the warrior from Jiuyuan and the better Dona leader. He could look at other people, such as the fighters of the Dona tribe who participated in the war were very good.
Heishui Yingshi also rejected a nobleman who recruited him.
Elder Hao of Da'ao was the most respectful one. After seeing the meaning of the nobles, he immediately called Zizhen and the soldiers who were still able to walk.
Yan Mo was asking Yuan Zhan who came back, what did the nobleman tell him, seeing that Aguda and Ying Shi had also returned, he joked, "What? The conditions are not good?"
Aguda shook his head directly, "I want to go to Tucheng. If I can't go, I also hope that the temple in Heitucheng will take a fancy to me. I have been at level 6 for a long time and need a higher level of training. Most of those nobles are just I have a certain power and Yuanjing coins, but I don’t know the higher-level training methods, follow them, I might as well directly join the warrior group in Black Earth City.”
Yingshi is the same, "Today, the high-status nobles and the temple will not speak. They will at least wait until the next selection. We in Heishui really need a backer, but we can't do it if it is too weak." Besides, they have a big The enemy's family, Gaogang City.
Several people thought that this solicitation would end after their rejection, but they didn't expect that after a while, She Dan came over with the young man who was surrounded in the middle and seemed to have the highest status.
As soon as the young man came, he explained his identity: "I am the brother of the city lord, Que."
Yo! There was a prince. But now it seems that there are no such titles as prince and duke
Yan Mo now also understands that here, the city lord and the king are equivalent to the same title. The most interesting thing is that no matter which of the three cities the lord of the city calls himself the king, the same is true for the lower city.
It's like the priests of the lower city temple and the priests of the upper city temple are called priests, but when necessary, a prefix of upper, middle and lower cities will be added in front, such as so-and-so in the lower city.
Yan Mo watched the other three look at him together—what do you mean? Do you want him to speak for you
Well, on the surface, it seems that he is the oldest and a great witch with a high status. It is reasonable for him to speak to Lord Que on his behalf, but the question is, are there no one in your Dona tribe and Blackwater
It's not good to keep this gentleman waiting for too long, so Yan Mo could only raise his head and greet him, "So it's Mr. Wang, may I ask, what can you do?"
Wu Shangque's eyes originally fell on Yuan Zhan and the other three soldiers, but when he saw an old man with silver hair talking to him, he turned to Yan Mo, "Who are you?"
"I am the Great Witch of Jiuyuan, Master Que can call me Mo Wu."
"It turns out to be Lord Mo Wu." This Lord Magpie seems to have a good attitude at present, not showing the prince's domineering and unattainable at all, "I came to express my gratitude to all the soldiers, thank you for your cooperation in this battle selection The Black Earth City fighters fought against the enemy together."
"Never thank you, it's all for saving your life." Yan Mo looked like a country bumpkin.
The three of Yuan Zhan didn't respond, and the three of them were even whispering something.
Wu Shangque's eyelids twitched, the attitudes of these people seemed to be different from what he imagined
Shouldn't these people be more fearful when they see him? Although the knees of high-level fighters are very hard, but behind these fighters there are more tribesmen who may not necessarily have enough to eat in winter, so they are not afraid of offending him
But maybe these tribes are in relatively remote places, the tribal system is still relatively backward, and they don't know much about the nobles.
After all, apart from the Dona tribe being their affiliated tribe, the Blackwater tribe was only attached to the lower city of Gaogang City before, and the Jiuyuan tribe, he had never even heard of its name before. Even the Dona tribe, because the living area is relatively remote, and the tribe and their companion beasts are too edible, some tribesmen have to be forced to hibernate every winter, and I heard that many of the hibernating Dona tribe fell asleep. I can't wake up again.
Thinking about it this way, Wu Shangque also forgave the inappropriate words and deeds of these people who were almost rude to him.
"You are all very powerful fighters. There are not many fighters as powerful as you in this city. What are your names?" Wu Shangque skipped Yan Mo directly, and only looked at the three of Yuan Zhan.
In his opinion, although Yan Mo is a great witch, he is just a low-level great witch from a low-level tribe who came from nowhere, and he doesn't need to care about such a dying old man.
Lord Magpie thinks he is kind and friendly, and his attitude is correct as a superior, but the problem is that the three of Yuan Zhan are not his subjects, if the three of them are ignorant children, it’s fine, but the three of them are from a tribe Hearing him ask his name like this, the leader or warrior leader, felt extremely awkward.
Yuan Zhan sneered directly.
Black water wins stone haha.
Aguda pointed to the snake gall behind Wu Shangque, "He knows my name. Just ask him, Mr. Que."
Yan Mo couldn't help but also smiled, "Lord Magpie, we are all rough people from barbaric tribes, just tell us if you have anything to say. If you want to recruit us, then make an offer. If the conditions are sufficient Well, we'll seriously consider it."
A trace of contempt flashed in Wu Shangque's eyes, just because you are also worthy of my offer? Although he thought so in his heart, he still maintained a decent smile on his face. If it hadn't been for Snake Dan to remind him that this Jiuyuan fighter is a bit special, he would not have noticed that there is such a person.
However, after watching this battle, he also admitted that Snake Dan has a good vision. The Nine Plains warrior's divine blood ability is quite useful, and the opponent is only a second-level man. After training, let alone whether he can help him in the battle for the city lord in the future With a helping hand, at least he will not worry about not having fresh fruits in winter to his second brother.
But no matter how good the other party is, it's only a second level!
Seeing that the expression on Wu Shangque's face was a little cracked, it seemed that he could not maintain the calmness and elegance of the royal family, Snake Dan's eyes turned cold, lowered his eyelids, stepped forward quietly, and whispered the names of the three soldiers to the Lord Magpie.
"Yuan Zhan, Aguda, Yingshi, I remember you all." Wu Shangque concealed his unhappiness, and smiled again on his face.
"Three, although today is the day of enduring hunger, today is also my second brother's birthday. Tonight there will be a celebration in the palace, not only to celebrate my second brother's birthday, but also for me who have passed the first selection. The soldiers of the city boost their morale. You have fought with the soldiers of our city, so you should also come to this celebration."
Speaking of this, Wu Shangque did not give the three of them any chance to refuse, and said directly: "In the evening, I will send someone to Baibuying to pick you up to the palace."
Wu Shangque and his party left in such a domineering manner.
Aguda suddenly said: "It is said that King Wu Shang has four brothers and two younger sisters, but the eldest brother and elder sister are no longer here, and the younger sister married to another Zhongcheng, and only two younger brothers are still in Heitu City. But King Wu Shang has only one eldest son so far, and his daughter has not yet been born."
Everyone looked at him together. Yan Mo came from the information-rich world at any rate, and immediately heard the taste, "You mean that the current King Wu Shang probably has no children to inherit the throne, and can only pass it on to his brothers?"
Aguda nodded, "This is something that the people of Heitu City know, even we, Dona, have heard rumors."
Yuan Zhan frowned, "I don't want to go, the second selection is just two days away, I want to have a good rest." In fact, he wanted to hug his lord priest more before the curse witch forced him to leave.
Yingshi said: "I don't like this person. Let's see if anyone else will come to me in the future. If the future royal family in Heitu City is like this, then I will take the clansmen to other middle cities."
"You can bring your people to Jiuyuan." Yan Mo said in a serious and joking manner.
Yingshi rubbed his nose, and asked casually: "Can you Jiuyuan solve my hidden dangers? Can you have a warrior training method above level 7? Most importantly, is there enough food for all seasons?"
Aguda pricked up his ears.
Yan Mo is bad, just laughs, and refuses to say anything.
Yuan Zhan didn't care about Yingshi on the surface, but in fact he was waiting for the answer in a hurry. Out of the sympathy for being tortured by the priest, he patted him on the shoulder and suggested: "When we return to Jiuyuan, you can Go back with us and take a look, and you can make a decision after you have seen it."
The author has something to say: After estimating the plot, there are about two chapters left, one chapter soon, and the copy of Heitu City will come to an end for now~~