In the forbidden land of Thunder, at the foot of the sacred mountain that has been destroyed by thunder for thousands of years, everyone stood up with a stern expression. This was the first time that someone had taken the initiative to enter here, and there were so many people. They felt that everything in the valley was full of mystery. Whenever they found something different from the outside world, they would be careful and have many wonderful associations.

In this way, Ye Xiaotian's many lip and tongue explanations were eliminated. When he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Ye Xiaotian left everyone behind and asked them to wait at the foot of the mountain. He was the only one who walked towards the top of the mountain. There was no objection to the leaders of the tribe.

The teachings that their ancestors have been taught for thousands of years are that God appointed them the caregiver on earth, and this person is God’s only walking on earth - the Venerable. Naturally, only this person is qualified to approach the gods at the closest distance.

Everyone stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up at their pride's straight and sacred back with extremely pious eyes. The figure of the priest climbed the mountain step by step, stepped into the top of the cloud step by step, as if he was ascended to the immortal... and disappeared.

The leaders of the tribes and elders were waiting anxiously. Suddenly, with a "click", lightning bolted through the clouds like a dragon, and then the deafening thunder sounded again. All believers crawled on the ground like cut wheat, shouting excitedly: "The Lord has seen the Thunder God!"

"Boom! Rumble..."

The believers knelt on the ground, trembling all over excitedly. Some people who had doubts about Ye Xiaotian couldn't help but think: "It's too terrible for the power of heavenly thunder to this. The Venerable wouldn't... be bombarded by heavenly thunder, and he'd just die?"

The few people who knew the inside story were frightened and secretly worried about Ye Xiaotian.

"Crack! Rumble..."

Thunder kept coming, inside and outside the forbidden area, countless people listened to the thunder and excitedly imagined that their venerable was having a conversation with the gods, and their venerable, the great charlatan Mr. Ye Xiaotian, was curled up in the cave that the tycoon and the others had discovered, with pale faces and trembling all over.

"Damn it, why is this thunder so scary?" Ye Xiaotian pinched the sword technique that was gone, and asked the gods in an emergency, and prayed to the Taishang Laojun tremblingly: "Now you know your name, you will go quickly - Taishang Laojun is urgent and as ordered, the order!"

Although he had known this situation for a long time, he was not involved. He could not imagine the super scary feeling of feeling the thunder in close proximity. It is not easy to think that Mount Tai collapsed before him without changing his color?

Ye Xiaotian was scared to death by the thunder of the thunder that stood on his hair, and he was already very brave. At the critical moment, he instinctively asked for help from the most believing Laojun. The mantra he recited used the Dharma name of the Taishang Laojun, which was a more polite tone in the mantra that communicated with ghosts and gods.

Some things are really unexplainable, such as Sakyamuni, Lao Tzu, Jesus, Confucius, and these saints are people born in the same era. The birth years of several people are very close.

For example, there is a flood that is almost destroyed in myths in the East and the West; for example, when a priest exorcism, it is best to first figure out the name of the devil, and then use the name of God to expel the devil from the person possessed by it. There are similar mantras in Taoism.

However, Ye Xiaotian was now scared and was desperate and was in a hurry to seek medical treatment. It was hard to be a charlatan. His gallbladder was almost scared. Even if there were really gods, he didn't know which thunder god was the one who was raging and showing his might on the top of the mountain at this moment.

Because in the Taoist system, there are more than one Thunder God. For example, in the Taoist God system, among the gods responsible for thunder, the lowest level god is called Thunder God. There are many positions of Thunder God, and the gods on the upper level are called Thunder God. There are also many positions. Continue to go up, it is called Thunder King. There is only one Thunder King, but he is not the highest level thunder God. There is another one above him, that is, Puhua Tianzun. The Heavenly Lord is the highest level god in the Taoist God system and the ruler of all Thunder Gods.

With that "thunder pillar", the speed of lightning thunder was much faster. After a long time of dry thunder, even the flowing clouds on the mountain seemed to be dispersed by the sky thunder. The power of lightning was finally exiled. It was impossible to condense enough thunder power for a while, and the lightning strike ended.

Ye Xiaotian seized the time and rolled and crawled out of the cave. Before leaving, he did not forget to bring a prop that had been ordered to hide here, and hurried down the mountain.

Seeing that the crowd at the foot of the mountain could already be seen, Ye Xiaotian immediately slowed down. When he arrived at the foot of the mountain with a "spoken" attitude, his breath had stabilized and the blood on his face had returned to normal. A thing in his hand immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Ye Xiaotian was holding a hammer in his hand. There was a Thunder God in the mythological system between the East and the West. This Thunder God had a magical artifact: a hammer. Ye Xiaotian was holding a hammer at this time. This hammer was made of very textured, with a simple style, complex patterns, and a heavy and metallic luster...

As a qualified charlatan, how could Ye Xiaotian disappoint people? In the eyes of everyone, he raised the heavy hammer high and shouted loudly: "This hammer is given by the God of Thunder!"

Although it was already expected, hearing the Venerable's explanation with his own ears still shocked all believers. Almost at the same time, they crawled on the ground again, kowtowing to the divine hammer that looked like they were not ordinary things.

Ye Xiaotian slowly withdrew the raised hammer, held it with both hands, and looked respectful, although the real reason was just because the hammer was too heavy and could not be lifted for too long with his wrist strength.

Ye Xiaotian said: "The mountains are our home and our shelter! But we cannot hide in the mountains forever and be isolated from the world! A child grows up under the protection of his parents. Once he grows up, he should go out, make a career, and shine on his ancestors.

God is our parents, and our parents hope that we can have a future! So, I adhere to God's will and lead you out of the mountain. Taking a foothold in Tixi is the first step for us to get out of the mountain. However, Gecai and Gedewa have different intentions, which prevented all this and transferred our people back to the mountain!

But do you know? As soon as our people evacuated, the home they built hard was occupied by robbers. The fertile fields we had just opened up had just sowed seeds, and they could get rich harvests in autumn, and this field was also occupied by robbers."

The leaders were furious and the Gdol and others were even more furious. Ye Xiaotian suddenly turned around and faced the mountain. He pushed the heavy hammer forward with force and shouted: "For our home and in order not to let God down, we will take back everything we have taken away! I swear with the hammer of Thunder, and all the things that I try to stop us will be crushed!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The leaders and elders of various tribes got up, raised their weapons and even crutches, and roared like crazy.

Ye Xiaotian held the Thunder God's Hammer with one hand, pointing to the mountain from afar. He was full of heroic posture, motionless! still motionless...

Li Qiuchi felt something was wrong, so he quietly approached and whispered: "Dongweng?"

Ye Xiaotian's face twitched a few times and said in pain: "The tycoon is too uncontrollable to do things. Can't he make a hollow one? It's so heavy, you can take it quickly, I'll be in a state of distraction."

Li Qiuchi: “…”

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Shanggejia Village in Woniu Mountain now belongs to the Yang family.

There are not many people in the Yang family sect on Woniu Mountain. If the Yang family wants to station people here for a long time, they have to move their families. In this era, the mentality of rather than staying at the ruined family and not leaving their hometown is the habitual thinking of most people. Think about it, Ye Xiaotian became an official in Guizhou, and his father was still guarding the humble residence and finding various reasons to refuse to leave.

What's more, the living conditions of Gejiazhai have been greatly improved for those who have emerged from the deep mountains. However, for those who have already lived in the world outside the mountains, it is not very attractive.

Originally, Gejiazhai had many well-developed fields at the foot of the mountain, and it would be very attractive if it could be allocated to those who were willing to move. But on the territory of Master Tusi, all the fields belonged to him alone. Is Yang Xianmin willing to distribute the fields to those natives who are not serfs but are almost serfs?

In this way, Gejiazhai can only symbolically station a group of people to declare the sovereignty of the Yang family. As for future development, first occupying the land, and it will always stabilize it in the gradual infiltration and development, and completely become the territory of the Yang family.

There are not many local residents and strong men stationed in Gejiazhai, with a total of only about 100 people. Gejiazhai has no output yet. The seedlings in the fields at the foot of the mountain are growing vigorously, and the harvest season is not yet reached. Their grains are transported by Yang Xianmin from the headquarters.

These strong men do nothing every day, and three are full and one is full, and they live a leisurely life. On this day, when the sun is noon, Wang Liuchuan got up lazily. He slept too late last night and did not sleep until he woke up naturally.

Wang Liuchuan opened his eyes and heard the sound of thunder in his ears. His two companions were sleeping with their chests on their backs. Wang Liuchuan laughed and scolded, kicked away the thighs that were stretched out, got up and put on his shoes, and lazily untied his belt while walking out.

Wang Liuchuan kicked open the door and walked out yawning, because of the dazzling sunlight. He closed his eyes first. He habitually walked under a big tree not far from the door. When the person walked under the tree, his eyes opened.

"Wow...ha! He is so diligent!"

Wang Liuchuan was peeing and suddenly saw someone cooking in front of him. He couldn't help but grin, but he immediately felt something was wrong. This person... seemed not his brother. There were more than 100 people in the village, and they belonged to the same clan. They often gambled together. Maybe he couldn't call out some of the names of people, but none of them didn't know them.

Wang Liuchuan looked at the man in surprise, turned his head and saw people coming and going in the village, all of whom were full of eyes. Wang Liuchuan looked at their appearance and looked at their clothes. Suddenly, a chill came to his heart, his body shivered, and he peed his pants.

A team of soldiers carrying swordsman patrolling came to him, and a person with a small leader looked sarcastically and said to him: "I said you can really sleep. I thought you would fight a bad battle when you come back. Who would have thought that Yangjiazhai would send such a group of things, slap!"

Wang Liuchuan took his pants and took a step back in panic and stammered: "Who are you...you?"

The team of soldiers who were patrolling the war did not answer, but looked solemn, and they both held the weapon and knelt down on one knee: "See Master Tusi!"

Wang Liuchuan panicked and said at a loss: "What are you doing?"

Suddenly he felt something, and when he turned around, he saw a young man in a pretty green shirt walking leisurely with his hands on his back. There were more than a dozen elders and people like chiefs surrounded him. Wang Liuchuan had never seen this person before, but had heard of his name, and he immediately realized who this person was.

Wang Liuchuan shivered again, loosened his hands and slipped his pants, and he gave Ye Xiaotian a "gentle ball".

: I sincerely ask for monthly tickets, recommended tickets! (To be continued...)
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