MTL - Journey To Longevity-Chapter 993 slave

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Of course, Zhang Shiping didn't waste time, and deliberately flew hundreds of thousands of miles from the south to the border of the barbarian domain in the north.

Sent from Bihu Island, flew thousands of miles, and when he arrived at Yuanxiao City, he immediately spent spirit stones to activate the ancient teleportation circle in the sect, and in an instant, it appeared in the Baimang Mountain Range.

Then it turned into a startled rainbow and disappeared into the sky.

Although it took more than ten high-grade spirit stones, it also saved more than a month of traveling time.

Three to five days later, he crossed the entire vast sea and desert.

It's just that when Zhang Shiping passed by high in the sky, in a certain pasture in the desert with abundant water and grass, a short-haired old man with a dark face and wrinkles as if carved by years of time looked up, and then looked down. He picked up the half-dry and half-wet cow dung on the ground and threw it into the bamboo basket behind him.

There are dozens of numb-looking slaves around it, some pushing carts, and some carrying bamboo baskets.

In the cold winter of the vast sea and desert, thousands of miles are covered with ice, and thousands of miles are covered with snow. It is so cold that people can be frozen into ice cubes.

The herdsmen count on drying the dung and burning it for warmth so that they will not freeze to death.

Under the supervision of a big man riding a tall horse with a whip, these people are doing hard work day after day. In addition to grazing, they also collect cow dung, or harvest and store green materials.

And there are seven or eight such big men, each with thirty to fifty slaves under their hands.

A group of people walked through the herd like this, when suddenly the old man found something, squatted down and dug out a fist-sized rhizome from his feet, and put it into his arms immediately.

It's just that this scene was seen by a teenager who was more than ten steps away, and he stared eagerly, swallowing his saliva non-stop.

The old man smiled, like the benevolent Buddha and Bodhisattva in the temple, he bent down and continued to pick it up, approached the boy unhurriedly, then took out the stem from his arms, and quietly handed it over.

The young man didn't care about getting his hands dirty, and the stem was covered with dirt and cow dung, so he took a big bite like a hungry ghost.

But before chewing a few times, he hesitated for a while, and reluctantly returned the rest to the old man.

Jueming didn't refuse, just took it, opened his mouth and started to eat.

Eat very carefully, and nothing is wasted.

It took him a long time to get down from the suspended roof of the lofty mountain, walk among the icebergs and snow fields, and then walk along the direction of the big river, to the desert plain, and treat the wounded while walking.

It doesn't matter whether it is a human race or a monster race, even ordinary beasts are treated equally.

It's just that on the way, they encountered an annexation between tribes, suffered a disaster and were captured as slaves. It has been three years since then.

He didn't resist at all, but worked like other slaves, and just like this, he became this sloppy look in the wind and sun.

And the big man in the distance saw the two gathered together, but he didn't drive his horse over to whip him like other big men, he just swung his whip and yelled loudly.

Like a frightened rabbit, the ragged boy hurried to work.

Jueming lowered his eyebrows and walked towards other places, picking up lumps of cow dung on the ground, and when the bamboo basket was full, he walked to the side of the cart, and poured these onto the cart with great effort.

After finishing these things, he was a little out of breath, like that old mortal from the beginning to the end.

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On the other side, Zhang Shiping was not aware of this at all, and he came alone to the sky above an extremely desolate ancient city on the border of the barbaric domain.

As soon as he approached, a plump woman in palace attire flew out to meet him, followed by two beautiful Jindan female cultivators.

"My concubine has met fellow Taoist, you came much earlier than I expected." Zhenjun Zhan Xuan laughed.

"Junior pay homage to Zhenjun Shiheng." The two Jindan female cultivators bowed and said in unison.

"Get up. It's just that I have nothing to do, so I came a little earlier. Why, don't fellow daoists welcome you?" Zhang Shiping said calmly.

"I have been here for nearly thirty years, and my mana has been consumed by this ancient aura for two or three floors. I'm afraid I will have to retreat for a while after I go back. Can you come early? , how can I not welcome you?" Zhenjun Zhan Xuan said.

"That fellow daoist is now relieved. From now on, I will take over the frontier of the barbaric domain. You can go back." Zhang Shiping said.

Upon hearing this, Zhan Xuan rolled his eyes and said with a smile:

"That concubine can inherit Shiheng's love. But this place is desolate, not at all popular, and it's boring to stay for a long time. It just so happens that two disciples from my sect, Xu Jie and Rong Jing, came to pick me up. Why don't I leave it to fellow Taoists?" It’s good to be a companion, just to understand loneliness.”

When the two female cultivators behind heard this, although they had expressions of surprise on their faces, they quickly restrained themselves.

At the same time, he lowered his head slightly, with a more or less shy expression on his face.

However, although these two people look like those ten-year-old girls, they have both cultivated for three or four hundred years, so how can they be as shy as those girls who have not left the cabinet?

It can only be said that they are extremely good at observing words and feelings~www.novelbuddy.com~knowing the pros and cons of trade-offs.

If they can cling to Zhang Shiping, a well-known Nascent Soul True Monarch in Nanzhou, then with their two aptitudes and some help from the other side, maybe there will be one or two more chances to conceive a baby.

"Friendship, Shiheng accepts it, but I'm afraid that if the two of them stay here for a long time, their foundations will be wiped out by the ancient aura." Zhang Shiping refused in a calm voice.

"Then it can only be said that they don't have this blessing." Zhenjun Zhan Xuan sighed, flipping his hands over a simple jade tablet.

But she didn't force it anymore. After all, as Yuanying Zhenjun, he couldn't greet like those old bustards in the world.

And the expressions of the two Jindan female cultivators seemed rather disappointed.

"By the way, I heard that fellow Daoist Jiang of Mingxinzong was originally a direct disciple of Yu Xing, and now he has become the master of Wanjianmen. , Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, his disciples, but he didn't grasp any of them." Zhenjun Zhan Xuan was about to leave, but suddenly he seemed to remember something and asked.

In the past, when Jiang Ruoliu was still building his foundation, after Zhang Shiping learned about it, he asked Ming Xinzong Min Caiquan, a Jindan friend, to take care of him.

Naturally, this matter cannot be hidden from the eyes and ears of some interested people.

"Jiang Daoyou and I have known each other since we were young, so we can be regarded as friends. After all, we were the only two of our peers in the Zhengyang Sect in the past." Now Zhang Shiping has no worries about his origin in the Zhengyang Sect.

"So that's how it is. That concubine will leave first. If you pass by our Qingxia sect in the future, you can come and sit for a while." Zhenjun Zhan Xuan said, and then left with the two disciples.

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