An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the square had changed drastically.
Seeing the high and low seats made by various forces, Wu Cheng felt that it was too messy, so he simply asked the high-level soil control fighters to cooperate and quickly set up a circle of three-story stands during the break. It's just that each force will be disconnected, leaving an open space.
Many people think that this is Wucheng's threat and suppression of Jiuyuan, and they look at Jiuyuan with a little bit of malicious intent.
The curse witch went back to the seat in Wucheng, Yuan Zhan and others patted their buttocks and went up to the high platform. Yuan Zhan made a huge seat that can be used as a bed on the highest floor in an instant.
Yan Mole contributed animal skins to make the bed gorgeous and comfortable, and also placed a small table in the middle, with water bottles, cups and several plates of melons and fruits on it.
The beautiful, glossy, white porcelain with a bit of blue shines dazzlingly under the sunlight, attracting the attention of many people and at the same time all guessing what it is made of.
Yuan Zhan didn't forget his subordinates, he also made a few smaller chairs on the second floor, and with Yan Mo's reminder, he left the middle empty, and made a few small stone platforms between the chairs.
Ermeng, La Moling and Huo Yuntian sat down on the chairs on the left of the second floor naturally, and the gavel who hadn't sworn an oath and the pine needle waiting to break through also generously chose the chair on the far right. Shouzhong, the middle-aged slave who was named by Yan Mo, dared not sit in his chair when he saw his chair, and consciously sat on the bare bottom floor.
Yan Mo waved to Shouzhong, took out several fruit plates, water bottles and the like and handed them to him, asking him to place them on the small stone platform between the chairs on the second floor.
Shouzhong is very happy to be busy with things, and he is extremely careful holding a pile of porcelain.
The result of this way is: Jiuyuan is still the most enjoyable among all the forces!
Moreover, their clothes and utensils are not available in other people's homes, so they look very gorgeous and noble. In addition to the style and layout of the seats, Yuan Zhan and Yan Mo have a more relaxed attitude than the priests of Wucheng. It's a savage... Anyway, the people who called him a savage before have shut up now.
Luo Jue was recognized as the most serious, impartial and least expressive person in Wucheng Temple. Even he stared at Jiuyuan for a long time, let alone other people.
"The competition continues! Ding Yue challenged Mucheng, and Mucheng came up with a question first, but the content of the question must be something that Mucheng himself can do."
The three priests of Mucheng stood up and raised their voices: "The competition is divided into four categories. My Mucheng chooses to refine witch medicine first, and ask the Dingyue tribe to refine it on the spot within one hour of sounding, which can make the broken bones connect and grow back immediately." drug."
Yan Mo smiled, Mucheng is very smart, they choose the most beneficial competition first without knowing the details of Dingyue, which can not only increase the confidence of Mucheng people, but also facilitate them to delay time.
As for procrastinating for time, of course it is waiting for Yan Mo to turn Songzhen into a tenth-level fighter.
As soon as Cong Sheng's voice fell, everyone saw three people in Mucheng leaving their seats in Mucheng and walking towards Jiuyuan.
At this time, Ding Yue also stood up.
Everyone was in a hurry and didn't know which side to look at.
But at this moment, Ding Yue's long-haired young man Zhichun raised his head and said loudly to everyone: "This competition, I, Ding Yue, admit defeat!"
What? ! There was an uproar in the audience.
What the hell is Ding Yue doing? Why did they admit defeat without even competing
Some people can't figure it out, some people think that Ding Yue is extremely wise.
The people from Mucheng didn't look too good-looking, and the people from Dingyue dared to admit defeat in the first competition. It was obvious that they had great confidence in the next challenges.
When Luo Jue announced that the Dingyue tribe had lost to Mucheng in the first competition and asked Dingyue to come up with a question, the three of Mucheng came to the Jiuyuan seat, stepped up to the second floor, and faced Yuanzhan and Yuanzhan on the top floor in the middle of the open space. Salute silently.
"Warrior of Thorns, Pine Thorn, the peak of level nine."
"Planting Warrior, Songzhi, the peak of the ninth level."
"Arrow Wooden Warrior, Wooden Arrow, Level 8 Peak."
Yan Mo was curious, "Are the ninth-level fighters in your wooden city all named after Song, and those below the eighth-level are named Mu?"
Song Jing replied with a smile: "Yes, Lord Mo Wu. The surname Song is precious, only warriors of the ninth rank and the royal family can use the surname of Song, and anyone from the sixth to eighth ranks can use wood as their surname. "
Yan Mo questioned the three of them separately, and only then did he know that not all plants can be controlled by wood-controlling warriors. Some people can only control one kind of plant in their lifetime, some can control the same type of plants, and some are good at planting. , Some people are good at attacking, some are good at destroying.
"Arrow wood... Is the arrow wood you mentioned poisonous?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Mu Jian's eyes, but he still nodded.
Yan Mo is very interested in the geographical environment of Mucheng. Poison Arrowwood likes heat and humidity. If there are poisonous Arrowwood around Mucheng, then they are likely to be in a tropical and rainy area. And there are many high mountains and dense forests around Mucheng, which is very similar to the geographical environment in Yunnan in the previous life.
"Are you all voluntarily loyal to me and Jiuyuan?"
The three of them answered in unison without any hesitation.
After a pause, Mu Jian added: "Master Cong Sheng asked everyone, and the three of us took the initiative to stand up. We will not hide it from you. All three of us have physical problems. I have been in contact with Poison Arrow Wood for a long time. There is a lot of poison in my body, and even the high priest can't say how long I can live."
Songjing was also a little ashamed and said: "I am the oldest in grade, about 60 years old, and I must have no hope of breaking through, and my body is full of hidden injuries. If I were in another city, I would have died long ago, that is, there are many healing priests in the temple of Mucheng, so I can Wait until now. If Master Mo Wu has any battles, send me first, and I swear by my battle spirit that I will not have any complaints."
Mu Zhi is probably the most honest one, and his mouth is relatively stupid, "I can plant trees and grass, but I can't do anything else. I don't know how to upgrade to level nine. Before planting trees and grass, plants would die. Not anymore."
The three of them looked at Yan Mo nervously. They are all high-level fighters, but they are not the best, healthiest and most powerful fighters in Mucheng. They came this time with the intention of sacrificing themselves for Mucheng. Whether it was sacrificed on the field or as a trade, they didn't really care. But they don't care, it doesn't mean that Jiu Yuan doesn't care.
The three of them couldn't see Yan Mo's face, the young man's face was always gentle, with a smile on his mouth.
Yan Mo never expected that Mucheng would send many outstanding talents. He was basically satisfied with these three people, especially Muzhi. Maybe Muzhi's ability is not unusual in Mucheng, but Jiuyuan is rare. Jiuyuan is missing one now. Particularly capable of farming—Yuan Zhan is now only responsible for cultivating seedlings of some new plants and researching the best soil suitable for these plants. With wood plants, Jiuyuan's output of grain, melons, fruits, cotton, etc. will at least double.
Yan Mo asked these three people to come up separately, and felt their pulse one by one.
"Swear, you will be my Jiuyuan's guardian warriors for the next 30 years. As long as you are loyal to me and Jiuyuan, I will not treat you badly."
Together with the gavel, the three of Songjing and Jing knelt down on one knee and swore to Yan Mo.
Yan Mo waited for the four of them to swear, and then smiled and said, "Although your respective physical problems are serious, it's not impossible to save them. It's just that I need time to prepare, and the sacrifice to the gods will cost a lot."
The four were ecstatic! They came, in fact, with the idea that maybe Yan Mo would sacrifice to gods to save them. A tenth-level fighter... Maybe it really wasn't a dream!
"You guys sit down on the second floor, and it's my turn to fulfill my promise." Yan Mo raised his hand, "Pine needles, you come."
There are a few more chairs on the right side of the second floor.
The pine needles went to the open space in the middle of the second floor.
At this time, Ding Yue had already asked Mucheng a question, asking the priest of Mucheng to save a slave.
Yan Mo took a moment to look at Dingyue, Dingyue called out a slave on the spot, Zhichun pinched the slave's mouth and did something to him, the slave soon fell down screaming.
Cong Sheng came out to check the situation of the slave, and after a while, he frowned and went back to his seat.
Next to the Mucheng City Lord was a beautiful woman with a graceful figure and no age. The woman had three green leaf-shaped marks between her eyebrows, and her long green hair dragged down to her heels. Her eyes are bright, the clothes on her body are all made of leaves and branches, and there are a few lovely yellow flowers blooming on her shoulders.
After listening to Cong Sheng's narration, the woman raised her wrist lightly, and a green branch stretched out, wrapping around the slave lying in the middle of the open space.
After a while, the woman withdrew the branch, lightly parted her pink lips and said, "I, Mucheng, admit defeat in this competition."
"Wow!" It turned out to be another one who immediately surrendered. And it was Chaoge, the High Priest of Mucheng who spoke.
Chao Ge waited for the uproar to subside, and said again: "If Ding Yue can save this person, let's save him, after all, it is a human life."
The Dingyue man snorted coldly, as if he felt that Chaoge was meddling in his own business.
Chaoge listened to everyone's discussion, the expression on his face remained unchanged, as if he didn't care at all that they, who are famous for their healing, couldn't even prolong the slave's life for a while.
Cong Sheng and Chao Ge knew that it was possible for them to prolong the slave's life, but it was impossible to really save him. That being the case, why did they spend so much energy? Might as well be crisp.
"What happened to the slave? What did the Dingyue people eat for him?" Someone asked loudly.
Ding Yueren did not answer.
Cong Sheng sighed, "I don't know what it is, maybe it's a stone, maybe it's some other poison, anyway, the slave's body is stuffed with gravel-like things, even blood."
Yan Mo knew that the Dingyue people probably poured metal into the slave's body, but what he couldn't figure out was the extremely high temperature required for the metal to become liquid, or whether the Dingyue people could already ignore this natural rule and be able to The metal can be manipulated down to the molecular level, and the state of the metal can be changed at any time
If this is the case... Yan Mo was startled, no wonder all Dingyue people had expressions of arrogance and disdain, and they simply ignored the forces present than Jiu Yuan.
Sensing the vibration of his own priest, Yuan Zhan pushed the small wooden table forward, leaned forward and held his hand, and said in a low voice: "Those Dingyue people seem to be more powerful than the last time I saw them. You said they Is there a way to quickly increase your strength?"
"Maybe." Yan Mo nodded, and said to himself: "I shouldn't look at Ding Yue with my previous experience, thinking that they can only refine metal tools, weapons, and armor. hateful."
Yuan Zhan flicked his earlobe, "What are you muttering about? Don't speak in divine language that I don't understand. Don't worry, I have everything."
"No, you don't understand..." Yan Mo didn't want to hit his livestock, but instead asked him: "Look at that slave, do you think you can save him?"
Yuan Zhan was not hit, but he was very upset. No man would be happy that he was looked down upon by his lover. This made him look at Dingyue people with a three-point sharpness immediately, which caused the Dingyue chief Fudian to be sensitive. Turn to look at him.
Yuan Zhan didn't look back, the eyes of the two men met and collided in the air.
Crackling, sparks burst out, and no one looked at the other very well.
Yuan Zhan: Enemy! To beat hard!
Attachment: Jiuyuan, the biggest enemy of Dingyue in the prophecy, must be eliminated!
"Hello?" Yan Mo squeezed the back of his hand.
Yuan Zhan came back to his senses: "I, save people?"
Yan Mo also saw the unfriendly eyes of the code, but he actually returned a kind smile, and said to Yuan Zhan: "Look at the slave's body first, do you think you can manipulate the metal substance in his body? "
Only then did Yuan Zhan understand what Yan Mo meant. He was a little far away from the slave, but the slave was lying on the ground, and the earth was his best partner. He could directly touch the slave's body through the soil.
At this time, Zhichun was also walking towards the slave, and the slave was already breathing weakly and was about to die.
Fu Dian withdrew his gaze, turned his head and said something to Dawu Zheli beside him, Dawu Zheli looked at Yan Mo, and nodded to him.
Yan Mo smiled honestly and kindly.
Yuan Zhan tried to manipulate the metal in the slave's body, but there was no response at first, and after a little reaction, the excess metal in the slave's body had disappeared.
Zhichun turned around and went back, and the slave also slowly got up.
Yuan Zhan, "Hmph."
Yan Mo laughed, "What do you mean by hum?"
Yuan Zhan threw away his hand, "Go and fulfill your promise, the pine needles are still waiting for you." He didn't care about manipulating metal before, but now...!
He is the blood of the God of the Earth, a true warrior of the Earth! Metal is also produced from the earth, he can control the earth, just like he can control metal!
"Get me one that floats in mid-air... Forget it, if you can't get it now, just get a high platform." Yan Mo asked.
Yuan Zhan was very resentful, "Sooner or later, I will let the earth float in the sky!"
Yan Mo casually said: "My lord! I believe you can do it!"
Yuan smiled warily, let Songzhen and Yan Mo stand beside him, then closed his eyes slightly, and mobilized the nearby and surrounding soil very quickly.
The pine needles and Yan Mo's bodies moved, being moved to the side by the soil, and at the same time rising with the soil.
So the major forces saw a straight high platform suddenly uprooted in the open space between Jiuyuan and Wucheng. The high platform was not big, and it could only accommodate three people lying flat.
But this high platform is constantly rising, rising higher and higher, so that everyone has to look up to watch.
Standing on the high platform, Yan Mo gathered his clothes and wanted to yell at the people below, but at this time, unless he used a loudspeaker, the sound might not be able to reach the people below.
Song Needle seemed a little afraid of heights, looked down, and immediately walked back to the center of the high platform to stand, and then Yan Mo rescued him with a word: "Lie down."
Pine Needle almost couldn’t wait to lie down. At this moment, he was both looking forward to and a little scared. The platform was so high that he felt that he could touch the clouds when he jumped up. Is this the only way to get closer to God
The fiercely dressed Yan Mo, who was blown by the strong wind above, just wanted to make a quick decision, so that he could go down quickly and teach the nervous animal a lesson - didn't he know that the higher the height, the colder it is? Freeze him to death! Fortunately, the sun is particularly bright today.
Dingyue people collectively have great opinions on Jiuyuan, is it time for them to challenge? As a result, you made such a big noise, everyone went to see you, who still looked at our Ding Yue? The damn Wucheng priests didn't even know to stop it!
In fact, Luo Jue really wanted to announce that the competition would go to the next round, but everyone looked up at the high-altitude earthen platform, even if they couldn't see the figure on it, they refused to lower their heads. How could he pull everyone back under such a situation? attention
The Mucheng people are the most excited among all, because they know that they will have a tenth-level blood warrior born!
Those with wings, those who can fly into the air, all started to fly up, wanting to see what happened.
Yuan Zhan's hands were itchy, and now he really wanted to get some lightning bolts to knock down all those who flew up to peek! It's a pity that he hasn't mastered the ability to control lightning yet.
Want to see it? I don't want you to see it!
As a result, a tightly wrapped dome suddenly appeared on the high-altitude earth platform.
Yan Mo raised his head, the corners of his mouth twitching.
Everyone who flew into the air: ... Your mother! Jiuyuan people are too bad and cunning!
They couldn't see it, and it wasn't easy to attack the cover, so everyone had to obediently land on the ground.
Luo Jue originally wanted to clap his hands to draw everyone's attention back, but he happened to see the curse witch glaring at him vigorously, and he was also afraid that if he made too much noise casually, he would disturb the little priest's process of worshiping the god and cause the ancestor god to punish him, so he just coughed , reminded everyone loudly again: "Ding Yue challenged Mucheng and entered the third round. This time, Ding Yue will come up with the question first."
Everyone's attention was finally pulled back somewhat. Mainly because you can't see it.
Zhichun received the hint from the appendix, stood up and said in a cold voice with an angry face: "This game is more like refining weapons, whether it is what you already have in Mucheng, or it is refined on the spot, as long as it can surpass our weapons, even if we lose." !"