Chapter 169: Ancestor Huaxu, boys and girls wishing you a happy birthday?
"Chihong, the commander of Huaxu City, has met this gentleman!"
In front of Zhang Ling, an armored soldier appeared, introducing himself and greeting him with courtesy.
Zhang Ling remained calm, but he already knew in his heart that his appearance had caused some misunderstandings.
If this misunderstanding continued, it would be a bit troublesome for Zhang Ling, so he explained: "This commander made a mistake. I am not from the Huaxu tribe."
"This appearance is just my spiritual transformation."
Heretic practitioners, after reaching the spiritual root realm, can perform "spiritual transformation", that is, having an extra alienated form to enhance their strength.
But Commander Chihong didn't believe Zhang Ling's words very much, and said with a smile: "I am the commander of Huaxu City, I have seen a lot, and I have never heard of any spiritual transformation that can turn into the appearance of the Huaxu people... …”
Although he said this, a sudden realization appeared on Chihong's face the next moment, and he said: "Do you want to hide your identity, sir? That's okay. I will ask my deputy to take you to the city for resettlement."
Chihong thought to himself that Zhang Ling was unwilling to reveal his identity, but he still showed great enthusiasm.
Zhang Ling now thought about it and realized that in Huaxu City, the status of the Huaxu clan should be relatively high.
Otherwise, no port commander would be so respectful when he saw someone from the Huaxu clan.
The moment before blurting out, Zhang Ling changed his words and used a pseudonym: "Fu."
Anyway, Zhang Ling had already explained it. Faced with such enthusiasm, Zhang Ling did not continue to refuse, and went into the city with the deputy calmly.
"I will take you to the treasure pavilion in the city. You can buy anything from it."
Zhang Ling spoke quickly and refused the deputy's arrangement.
The deputy commander also asked: "What is your name?"
Thinking about it, Zhang Ling touched his green gourd.
After all, he is not a real Huaxu tribe, and he cannot enjoy the things brought about by this misunderstanding safely, otherwise he will easily get into trouble.
Zhang Ling followed the commander's deputy and walked all the way into Huaxu City. Zhang Ling also saw more features of Huaxu City.
"No need to stay, I'll leave tomorrow."
There are many buildings that look like scales and snake tails.
Moreover, these cinnabar can be purchased and brought back from reality at any time.
Zhang Ling opened his mouth and almost blurted out his name.
With that said, the deputy led the way for Zhang Ling.
The deputy turned his head and looked at Zhang Ling, with a look of 'Sure enough' in his eyes, and said more enthusiastically: "Sir, it's because of the birthday of the ancestor, so you want to buy some gifts for the ancestor?"
The deputy commander asked enthusiastically: "It turns out to be Mr. Zhang Fu. Is there a place to stay in the city? How can I arrange it?"
There is a lot of cinnabar lying inside the green-skin gourd, waiting to be replaced with various cultivation materials.
As he walked, Zhang Ling thought to himself: "If my unexpected appearance is useful, it will be convenient for me to ship goods in the city, and I won't leave any trouble."
Zhang Ling said: "Is there any place for buying and selling resources and materials in this city? I need to trade and buy something."
And in the distance, you can see a huge statue in the center of the city, a statue with a human body and a snake's tail.
"open…"
Zhang Ling's heart sank slightly, realizing that the deputy had misunderstood something again.
However, since Zhang Ling did not explain it clearly just now, he will not explain it now.
Anyway, if there was a problem, it had nothing to do with Zhang Ling. It was just a misunderstanding between Commander Chihong and the deputy in front of him.
Zhang Ling followed the deputy and inevitably thought of the 'ancestor' of Huaxucheng. "What a coincidence that it coincides with the so-called ancestor's birthday?"
"I don't know what kind of existence that ancestor is, and how old is his birthday?"
Zhang Ling was thinking to himself, and suddenly the voice of Qingyun Mountain God came to his ears.
"Ancestor Huaxu? Is the King Huaxu still alive now?"
There was an obvious surprise in the voice of Qingyun Mountain God.
"Do you know this Patriarch Huaxu?" Zhang Ling immediately used his magic power to constrain his voice into a line to communicate with the Qingyun Mountain God, so that others would not hear him.
This is also a little skill that I have learned as my cultivation progresses.
"The Huaxu tribe has existed for a long time, and existed before the Celestial Dynasty."
"In the past, the Huaxu tribe even established a Huaxu Kingdom, and the king of the Huaxu Kingdom was regarded as the ancestor by all the Huaxu tribe."
"Later, the Nanjiang River was polluted overnight, and countless lives in the Nanjiang River perished. The Huaxu Kingdom also fell apart, and then evolved into the current Huaxu City."
Qingyun Mountain God replied: "I don't know if this Huaxu ancestor is the King Huaxu back then. If so, then this ancestor is still alive."
Hearing this, Zhang Ling was also a little surprised.
If the Huaxu ancestor in the city right now is the ancestor known to the God of Qingyun Mountain, then he is truly an 'old monster'. After living for so many years, his strength is unknown.
"No matter how long it has lived or what its strength is now, it has nothing to do with me."
The next moment, Zhang Ling put aside these thoughts and followed the deputy commander to a treasure pavilion.
The deputy said enthusiastically: "Sir, this treasure pavilion is the property of the Huaxu clan. Whatever you want to trade, you can do it from here."
"Okay, please excuse me." Zhang Ling nodded, thanked the deputy, and then headed into the treasure pavilion.
The guys in Bao Pavilion are also somewhat alienated, with some characteristics of snakes.
Zhang Ling discovered that most of the people in Huaxu City had characteristics similar to snakes, but the half-human and half-snake Huaxu tribe were the most noble.
After Zhang Ling entered the treasure pavilion like this, he was treated warmly.
In this case, Zhang Ling did not hide it and directly took out a lot of cinnabar in exchange for some money.
……
When Zhang Ling walked out of the treasure pavilion, he had accumulated a lot of pearl money in his green leather gourd.
He always did this when he encountered big cities along the way, so after this trip, he had accumulated a lot of money.
As soon as he walked out of the treasure pavilion, Zhang Ling heard the sound of gongs and drums.
He heard the sound and looked over, and saw a team walking through the street, dressed in red and colorful, and carrying huge shells.
Zhang Ling was immediately attracted to the sight, because on those huge shells, there were boys and girls carved in pink and jade, with either innocent or frightened faces.
Looking back and forth, I'm afraid there are hundreds.
There were people in the city talking about it: "The city lord is really generous. For the birthday of our ancestor, he collected 99 pairs of boys and girls to celebrate his birthday."
The happy look in Zhang Ling's eyes because of the cinnabar shot disappeared without a trace, and his face darkened slightly.
"Boys and girls? It's just a birthday celebration. What do you want these boys and girls to do?"
(End of this chapter)
"Chihong, the commander of Huaxu City, has met this gentleman!"
In front of Zhang Ling, an armored soldier appeared, introducing himself and greeting him with courtesy.
Zhang Ling remained calm, but he already knew in his heart that his appearance had caused some misunderstandings.
If this misunderstanding continued, it would be a bit troublesome for Zhang Ling, so he explained: "This commander made a mistake. I am not from the Huaxu tribe."
"This appearance is just my spiritual transformation."
Heretic practitioners, after reaching the spiritual root realm, can perform "spiritual transformation", that is, having an extra alienated form to enhance their strength.
But Commander Chihong didn't believe Zhang Ling's words very much, and said with a smile: "I am the commander of Huaxu City, I have seen a lot, and I have never heard of any spiritual transformation that can turn into the appearance of the Huaxu people... …”
Although he said this, a sudden realization appeared on Chihong's face the next moment, and he said: "Do you want to hide your identity, sir? That's okay. I will ask my deputy to take you to the city for resettlement."
Chihong thought to himself that Zhang Ling was unwilling to reveal his identity, but he still showed great enthusiasm.
Zhang Ling now thought about it and realized that in Huaxu City, the status of the Huaxu clan should be relatively high.
Otherwise, no port commander would be so respectful when he saw someone from the Huaxu clan.
The moment before blurting out, Zhang Ling changed his words and used a pseudonym: "Fu."
Anyway, Zhang Ling had already explained it. Faced with such enthusiasm, Zhang Ling did not continue to refuse, and went into the city with the deputy calmly.
"I will take you to the treasure pavilion in the city. You can buy anything from it."
Zhang Ling spoke quickly and refused the deputy's arrangement.
The deputy commander also asked: "What is your name?"
Thinking about it, Zhang Ling touched his green gourd.
After all, he is not a real Huaxu tribe, and he cannot enjoy the things brought about by this misunderstanding safely, otherwise he will easily get into trouble.
Zhang Ling followed the commander's deputy and walked all the way into Huaxu City. Zhang Ling also saw more features of Huaxu City.
"No need to stay, I'll leave tomorrow."
There are many buildings that look like scales and snake tails.
Moreover, these cinnabar can be purchased and brought back from reality at any time.
Zhang Ling opened his mouth and almost blurted out his name.
With that said, the deputy led the way for Zhang Ling.
The deputy turned his head and looked at Zhang Ling, with a look of 'Sure enough' in his eyes, and said more enthusiastically: "Sir, it's because of the birthday of the ancestor, so you want to buy some gifts for the ancestor?"
The deputy commander asked enthusiastically: "It turns out to be Mr. Zhang Fu. Is there a place to stay in the city? How can I arrange it?"
There is a lot of cinnabar lying inside the green-skin gourd, waiting to be replaced with various cultivation materials.
As he walked, Zhang Ling thought to himself: "If my unexpected appearance is useful, it will be convenient for me to ship goods in the city, and I won't leave any trouble."
Zhang Ling said: "Is there any place for buying and selling resources and materials in this city? I need to trade and buy something."
And in the distance, you can see a huge statue in the center of the city, a statue with a human body and a snake's tail.
"open…"
Zhang Ling's heart sank slightly, realizing that the deputy had misunderstood something again.
However, since Zhang Ling did not explain it clearly just now, he will not explain it now.
Anyway, if there was a problem, it had nothing to do with Zhang Ling. It was just a misunderstanding between Commander Chihong and the deputy in front of him.
Zhang Ling followed the deputy and inevitably thought of the 'ancestor' of Huaxucheng. "What a coincidence that it coincides with the so-called ancestor's birthday?"
"I don't know what kind of existence that ancestor is, and how old is his birthday?"
Zhang Ling was thinking to himself, and suddenly the voice of Qingyun Mountain God came to his ears.
"Ancestor Huaxu? Is the King Huaxu still alive now?"
There was an obvious surprise in the voice of Qingyun Mountain God.
"Do you know this Patriarch Huaxu?" Zhang Ling immediately used his magic power to constrain his voice into a line to communicate with the Qingyun Mountain God, so that others would not hear him.
This is also a little skill that I have learned as my cultivation progresses.
"The Huaxu tribe has existed for a long time, and existed before the Celestial Dynasty."
"In the past, the Huaxu tribe even established a Huaxu Kingdom, and the king of the Huaxu Kingdom was regarded as the ancestor by all the Huaxu tribe."
"Later, the Nanjiang River was polluted overnight, and countless lives in the Nanjiang River perished. The Huaxu Kingdom also fell apart, and then evolved into the current Huaxu City."
Qingyun Mountain God replied: "I don't know if this Huaxu ancestor is the King Huaxu back then. If so, then this ancestor is still alive."
Hearing this, Zhang Ling was also a little surprised.
If the Huaxu ancestor in the city right now is the ancestor known to the God of Qingyun Mountain, then he is truly an 'old monster'. After living for so many years, his strength is unknown.
"No matter how long it has lived or what its strength is now, it has nothing to do with me."
The next moment, Zhang Ling put aside these thoughts and followed the deputy commander to a treasure pavilion.
The deputy said enthusiastically: "Sir, this treasure pavilion is the property of the Huaxu clan. Whatever you want to trade, you can do it from here."
"Okay, please excuse me." Zhang Ling nodded, thanked the deputy, and then headed into the treasure pavilion.
The guys in Bao Pavilion are also somewhat alienated, with some characteristics of snakes.
Zhang Ling discovered that most of the people in Huaxu City had characteristics similar to snakes, but the half-human and half-snake Huaxu tribe were the most noble.
After Zhang Ling entered the treasure pavilion like this, he was treated warmly.
In this case, Zhang Ling did not hide it and directly took out a lot of cinnabar in exchange for some money.
……
When Zhang Ling walked out of the treasure pavilion, he had accumulated a lot of pearl money in his green leather gourd.
He always did this when he encountered big cities along the way, so after this trip, he had accumulated a lot of money.
As soon as he walked out of the treasure pavilion, Zhang Ling heard the sound of gongs and drums.
He heard the sound and looked over, and saw a team walking through the street, dressed in red and colorful, and carrying huge shells.
Zhang Ling was immediately attracted to the sight, because on those huge shells, there were boys and girls carved in pink and jade, with either innocent or frightened faces.
Looking back and forth, I'm afraid there are hundreds.
There were people in the city talking about it: "The city lord is really generous. For the birthday of our ancestor, he collected 99 pairs of boys and girls to celebrate his birthday."
The happy look in Zhang Ling's eyes because of the cinnabar shot disappeared without a trace, and his face darkened slightly.
"Boys and girls? It's just a birthday celebration. What do you want these boys and girls to do?"
(End of this chapter)
