At the gate of the capital, all the civil and military officials of the court were dressed in official uniforms, holding orchids in their hands and following Wu Mu. Zhang Dongsheng, as a veteran of two dynasties and a powerful minister who once controlled the world's military, was not surprised to have such a farewell ceremony. A group of carriages and horses slowly drove out of Shangjing. Inside were Wu Mu's family members and the guards who had walked out of the battlefield together in the past. "Comrades, please stop here, I take my leave." Wu Mu rode on his horse, clasping his fists in his hands, facing Manchao Wenwu Dao who was seeing him off behind him. "Zhang Dongsheng, you are relieved. The three of us will continue to serve the imperial court. When we retire and return home, we will go fishing alone with you." The Grand Master laughed, quite free and easy, although he was not satisfied with Zhang Dongsheng's sudden retirement. There are many questions in my mind when I return home, but it is difficult to ask them. The Taifu and the Taibao bowed their fists at the same time, Wu Mu rode away and went to Beijing. This is not a place to stay for a long time. The real dragon of the Human Emperor is entrenched here again, and the power of heaven is like a prison. Once the Human Emperor changes his mind, he may be able to escape, but behind him The whole family is afraid that they will be robbed. Fortunately, what Wu Mu was worried about did not happen. Not far from Shangjing, he saw a series of escaping lights entangled with each other in the sky, passing through the crowd of cars and horses, and landing on the mountain in front. "Zhang Dongsheng, do you still remember me?" The barren mountains and ridges around it are a good place for killing people and stealing goods. Zhang Dongsheng looked at the old man in front of the motorcade. He had white hair and a turbid light in his eyes. He seemed to be an old man with one foot in the coffin. There were five middle-aged men behind him on the left and right, and a yellow robe sounded. There are ears of grain embroidered on it. "I don't remember who you are, but the robe you are wearing seems a little familiar. Could it be that you are a remnant of the Five Pecks of Rice Sect?" Wu Mu slowly let go of the horse's reins, turned over and dismounted, and the general behind him had already His family members are protecting him. "Yes, it seems that you are not old and stupid. I didn't expect that you, the mighty Zhou Wumu, would be here today. Do you know the reason for our coming?" The old man touched the pattern on his chest, showing a trace of sadness and nostalgia. "It's nothing more than revenge and complaint." Wu Mu's clothes were calm and there seemed to be rivers running through his body. The sound of rumbling spread throughout the valley. "Humph, since you have resigned from the position of Wu Mu, you should know that without the blessing of dynasty luck, although you, an old man, are powerful, you are not invincible." After finishing speaking, the old man waved his hand, and some tiny rice grains flew out in the wind, and the rice grains fell to the ground instantly. They took root and sprouted, then grew up and turned into soldiers wearing armor. "Kill" I saw the soldiers turned into rice grains charging towards Zhang Dongsheng's family. "It's just a small evil magic trick," Wu Mu shouted loudly, the void rippled, and the rich masculine power of blood was like a spring thunder exploding, instantly destroying the evil magic and reducing it to grains of rice. Although this spell can break it, it can't stop it. How many soldiers can a bag of rice evolve into? . "Sow a grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn." The old man groaned softly. The rice grains in his hand fell to the ground, sprouted, grew, and blossomed instantly, and then countless rice grains fell out of his hands, covering the sky and the sun. He threw it at the family members behind Wu Mu. "Can a grain of rice kill someone?" Ordinary rice grains naturally cannot, but the rice grains of the Five Pecks of Rice Cult are produced using secret techniques to absorb the essence of the earth, mountains and rivers, and each grain weighs no less than ten thousand kilograms. A handful of it was sprinkled down, and it was like the mountains and rivers breaking apart and gravel flying all over the sky. "Looking for death" Zhang Dongsheng rose up out of thin air, shook the void with his calloused fist, and with one punch, the void cracked, revealing a black hole. The surrounding vitality and even countless rice grains were instantly transmitted by the black hole. The suction pulls in. "Protect Madam, Miss." The next moment, Wu Mu crossed the void and hit the old man of the Five Pecks of Rice Sect. The old man from the Five Pecks of Rice Sect gave a ferocious smile and said to the ten middle-aged men behind him: "Deploy a five-meter formation." "Yes." The ten people responded in unison. They instantly moved out of position and flowed in a mysterious direction. Wherever they passed, handfuls of yellow rice grains were flying in the wind, covering the void. After the rice grains fall to the ground, they will take root, sprout and grow instantly. Then countless rice grains will break away from the mother body, fly out of thin air again, fall to the ground and grow. If this continues, it is not just a matter of saying that it will cover the sky and the sun. In Leyang Realm, the Haotian Mirror was shining brightly in front of Chen Jiu. Chao Xiaoyu was sitting next to Chen Jiu. Chen Jiu touched his chin: "This Five Pecks of Rice Spell is indeed good and quite unique." "Indeed, how can a sect that can continue to resurrect despite being annihilated by the imperial court be without mystery?" Chao Xiaoyu nodded in agreement. Chen Jiumei¡¯s eyebrows moved: ¡°That¡¯s not what I meant. If the population of our Leyang territory increases greatly in the future, all we need to do is capture the people from the Five Pecks of Rice Sect and continue to plant grains of rice. That would be"Waiting for something wonderful." Chao Xiaoyu was defeated by Chen Jiu's weird idea for the first time. He really wanted to pry open Chen Jiu's head and see what was in his brain. He actually let the monks who were above him consume mana for mortals. , planting grains of rice, this is a bit whimsical. The next moment, Chen Jiu stretched out his left hand, instantly passed through the Haotian Mirror, and descended into the valley. Wu Mu and other bodyguards were radiating energy and blood, constantly dissolving the energy on the grains of rice. The warriors were not proficient in Taoism and could protect themselves, but they were unable to protect Zhang Dongsheng's family. When Zhang Dongsheng saw the grains of rice covering the sky and the sun, he was about to activate his energy and blood again, but suddenly he felt that the void around him was stagnant. , a big hand came from nowhere, covering the sky and the sun, and there seemed to be a bottomless pit in the sleeve, instantly blocking the void. "This Five Pecks of Rice Sect's spell is good, and I am in need of a minister of agriculture. I want these people from the Five Dou Rice Sect, please forgive Wu Mu." After saying that, the big hand disappeared, the rice grains all over the sky disappeared, and the people from the Five Dou Rice Sect were also put into Chen Jiu's sleeves in an instant. The people of the Five Pecks of Rice Sect are also very cowardly. They would not be so unbearable, but facing their mortal enemy Wu Mu, they are all focused. Who would have thought that the Haotian Mirror is so mysterious, and Chen Jiu's big hand actually appears directly next to him without any resistance. Before he could figure out what was going on, he felt like the world was spinning and he fainted instantly. "You are too reckless. What will the forces in the world think of doing this?" He looked at Chen Jiuyi angrily at Xiaoyu. Eyes. Chen Jiu touched his sleeves, and with a flick of his hand, several people flew out of Chen Jiu's sleeves and landed in the main hall. "This Five Dou Rice Sect technique can strengthen my Leyang Realm, and my Leyang Realm is boundless. I know whether the magic of the Five Dou Rice Sect can be used to plant elixirs. As for the thoughts of the great forces in the heavens, what do I have to do with it?" Just as he was talking, the Five Dou Rice Sect members opened their eyes in a daze, and they were all dizzy. He turned over and sat up. He didn't know how he came from the ancient mountains to this glorious hall in an instant. Seeing the man exuding a majesty that was like the majesty of heaven, several people stood up carefully and slowly, sorting themselves out. Taking off his clothes, the old man looked around vigilantly, and then said to Chen Jiuyi: "I don't know where this is, please clarify." The other party didn't know what method he used to make his group defenseless. The old man felt bitter in his heart. He was just seeking revenge. Such a difficult guy actually appeared. He was considered a master among all the heavens. Otherwise, he would not have dared to challenge Zhang Dongsheng. Unexpectedly, he had not yet After deciding the winner, he was swept over without any resistance. "This is Leyang Realm, I am King Pingtian," Chen Jiu said with a smile. "King Pingtian." The old man shuddered and said to King Pingtian. His reputation is like thunder. He is a person who truly stands at the top of the world. No wonder he and others were captured without any defense. But is the gap between the two sides really that big? "What are your orders?" The old man saluted Chen Jiuyi. The disciples behind him lowered their heads and looked at their toes intently. Anyone who faced the most powerful person in the world would involuntarily to create a sense of awe. "My Leyang Realm is rich in resources and has countless geniuses and treasures. I am recruiting experts from all over the world. I see that the five Dou Rice teachings like you are quite mysterious. Are you willing to join me and become a part of my mighty Leyang Realm?" Chen Jiu looked at the old man with a smile, waiting for the other party's answer. The enemy is strong and we are weak, the situation is stronger than ours, and the old man is crying. Is there any choice? . (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!