Yun He rode on the Jiao horse, holding the whip and pointing at the hillside, saying: "This morning, someone found a group of about 300 bear monsters entering the mountain from here. What we have to do today is to catch them in the mountain and kill them all!"
Most people just felt it was strange but did not think deeply about it. However, most of the educated people fell into deep thought and realized that this matter was not simple.
Fang Yun looked at Yun Hu and Yun Ao, the father and son who knew the inside story, and neither of them showed any surprise.
Yun He's good friend, the old scholar Kang Xingzhi, looked at Yun He, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
None of the three Jinshi spoke, and the others did not dare to say anything more. They followed Yun He and continued forward.
It is difficult for ordinary horses to move forward on such a slope, but for the Jiao horse, as long as the slope does not exceed 60 degrees, it is easy to walk.
A demon hunting team of 1,200 people entered Axe Mountain along the slope.
When the team disappeared on the slope, a pitch-black crow flew silently in the blood-red fog in the west.
In the fog in the east, an eagle demon soldier appeared and quickly disappeared.
The body of Axe Mountain is pitch black, but the plants all have a hint of red.
There was a red light disguised as talent in Fang Yun's eyes. After entering Axe Mountain, he felt more and more uncomfortable with this scenery.
However, the moment he stepped onto the dark Axe Mountain, Fang Yun felt that the Panlong in the Wen Palace seemed to open its eyes, but then quickly closed them again.
"Could it be..."
A hint of joy flashed in Fang Yun's eyes.
Everyone continued on their way.
The markings on the map were very clear. As some of the people accompanying Yun Jie had learned arithmetic, and Yun Jie was also a person who had reached the highest level of painting, he could easily find the way as long as he memorized the map.
The mountain road was rugged and it was difficult to move forward. It was noon before everyone finally climbed over a mountain.
At lunch break, everyone quietly took out their dry food and ate, most of them seemed to be thinking about something.
The demon hunting team was exceptionally silent.
Fang Yun ate the dry food that the Yun family had prepared long ago, including two thin flour cakes filled with sweet syrup, half a pound of braised beef in soy sauce, a piece of pickled vegetable, and a red-heart egg.
While eating, Fang Yun took a look at the dry rations of the ordinary soldiers. They held coarse flour cakes with a hint of red in their left hands, and blackened pickles in their right hands. Each of them had a piece of pickled meat weighing less than half an ounce.
After eating, the scholar who assisted the farmers in their efforts performed "spring breeze and drizzle" in a small area, so that everyone could drink clean water.
After resting for quarter of an hour, the team set off again.
On the third day after entering the valley, that is, on the morning of November 20th, the monster hunting team finally discovered a group of monsters.
Everyone was stunned.
Fang Yun was riding on a dragon horse with a straight look in his eyes. He thought to himself that he didn't expect to actually run into monsters. However, these monsters were a little different from what he had imagined.
There were more than thirty demons in front of them, the strongest of whom was only a wolf demon general. There were also seven demon soldiers, and the rest were demon civilians.
Unlike the ordinary fat and strong monsters, these thirty-odd monsters are very thin, and each of them is very old.
It took Fang Yun a while to realize that there were no bear monsters among these monsters. They must have been abandoned by the tribe and left to fend for themselves. Unless they could find the sacred object in Axe Mountain, they would eventually have to forage for food in the deep mountains and old forests.
"Leave four alive for questioning, and kill the rest of the demon tribe!"
After Yun He finished speaking, everyone immediately launched an attack.
Fang Yun did not use any verbal attacks, but only used war poems that were also found in the Holy Temple of the Ancient Land of Xuemang to attack.
A moment later, the battle was won.
Yun He personally interrogated these monsters but did not find any valuable information. He only knew that they were indeed monsters abandoned by the tribe. Unless they could find the Holy Blood Jade in Axe Mountain, they would die in Axe Mountain.
After Yun He confirmed it, they killed the last of the monsters and the monster hunting team continued on their journey.
The demon race does not need light iron or four-horned antelopes, and even their demand for dragon-patterned rice is not high. They only regard it as an ordinary rare divine object. However, the blood jade that can make dragon-patterned rice grow is one of the divine objects most desired by the demon race.
The blood jade mentioned by the people of the Xuemang Ancient Land is named "Holy Blood Jade" by the demon clan. This is to distinguish it from ordinary blood jade. After all, in the Shengyuan Continent or the demon world, blood-colored jade is called blood jade, and jade condensed from blood is also called blood jade.
The saints of the human race eat dragon-patterned rice, while the saints of the demons and barbarians rely on holy blood jade to regulate their qi and blood.
It is said that the Holy Blood Jade is a magical object formed after the blood of a holy creature was buried in the soil and changed under special conditions for hundreds of thousands of years.
Even if the ordinary blood of saints is kept for many years, it cannot form holy blood jade.
Currently, there are only two places that produce Holy Blood Jade, one is the ancient land of Blood Mang, and the other is the legendary Holy Burial Valley.
It just so happens that these two places are very difficult for both the demon race and the human race to enter, especially the Holy Burial Valley, which opens once a hundred years. The wills of the saints run rampant, and invincible holy bodies are rampant. The terrifying power is enough to destroy the starry sky. It's good enough to come out alive, and no one is picky.
There is a city called "Black Stone" in the Ancient Land of Blood Mang. The city walls are built with black stones from Axe Mountain. The most famous thing about this city is that it has the only Holy Heart Blood Jade in the Ancient Land of Blood Mang!
Inside that piece of holy blood jade, there is the heart of a semi-saint of the demon race!
Just that piece of Sacred Heart Blood Jade can be used to plant ten acres of dragon-patterned rice fields, and after more than three hundred years, there has been no change at all.
Dragon-patterned rice matures once every five years and can produce 500 kilograms per acre. Having a piece of Sacred Heart Blood Jade means one can get an average of 1,000 kilograms of dragon-patterned rice per year.
A half-saint of the human race can only eat 500 kilograms of dragon-patterned rice a year.
The dragon-patterned rice grown in various cities in the ancient land of Xuemang and obtained from the wild can produce an average of more than 30,000 kilograms per year. One third of it will be traded to the Holy Academy. On average, each university scholar's family can only get more than 300 kilograms per year.
In the ancient land of Xuemang, only the families that eat dragon-patterned rice can continue to produce Hanlin or Grand Secretary.
Fang Yun turned his head to look at the corpses of the monsters, then continued to move forward on his dragon horse, thinking about the dragon-patterned rice field not far away. As long as he could get it, he would live quietly in Juyun City or in the rear city for three months. When the time was up, the Holy Academy would pick him up and leave.
The group walked for another five hours, passing through a dangerous and narrow mountain road. After turning around, they saw a different hillside.
On the dark Axe Mountain, most of the plants are red, brown or gray-brown, but on the gentle slope in front, there are two-foot-tall plants standing upright, as if they were carved from beautiful jade. The trunk is white jade, and two rows of light green leaves rise upward. At the top of the leaves and the trunk, hangs a rice ear.
The rice ears are five inches long. The rice grains are wrapped in golden shells and the grains are distinct.
"Dragon-patterned rice!" someone exclaimed.
"It's the Dragon Pattern Rice Field! It has to be!"
"Oh my god..."
Yun He, Yun Hu, Yun Ao and Fang Yun all had smiles on their faces.
Kang Xingzhi was stunned for a long time before he turned to look at Yun He and said helplessly, "Old Yun, you are so tight-lipped! Even a moment ago, I would never have thought that you came here for this dragon-patterned rice field!"
Yun He smiled, but then the smile disappeared. Looking at the dragon-patterned rice field in front of him, he slowly said, "This is what my son Yun Jie left for me to live on in my old age. Half of it will go to Yun Fang, and half of the other half will go to the Yun family. I will use the rest to recruit soldiers and hunt down the bear monster to avenge my son!"
Yun Hu and Yun Ao looked at each other, Yun Ao's eyes were fierce, Yun Hu looked helpless, but nodded immediately.
(To be continued…)