The ancestors of the prehistoric people, join the chat group at the beginning

Immediately afterwards, everyone spoke one after another and saluted Ren Zu.

[Group leader] Ren Zu: "The rest of you have to work hard, don't wait for me to come out of retreat one day, all of you will be gone!"

While listening to Zhen Yuanzi's sermon, Li Luo was happily chatting in the group.

The First Emperor of Qin: "What the ancestors said is true, a hundred years of life is like a white horse passing by, fleeting! If you can't achieve longevity, the wealth and power in the world will be like a passing cloud!"

Looking at Li Luo's words, Ying Zheng was deeply moved.

After reaching a certain level, one may come out of retreat, the world has passed through thousands of years, and the vicissitudes of life are nothing more than this.

No wonder Ren Zu urged the members to cheer up.

Otherwise, with Ren Zu's strength, it's not surprising that thousands of years will pass in an instant if one day closes the gate.

Taoist Zhang of Wudang: "The old Taoist can now sort out the world slowly, there is no rush!"

Zhang Sanfeng, who has lived the same life as the sky and the same age as the earth, is not in a hurry at all.

He hastened a hammer.

Huashan Valkyrie: "It seems that this is talking about me, right? I think Ren Zu can directly read other people's names!"

Looking at Ren Zu's words, Huang Rong always felt something was wrong, and then she thought, isn't she the only salted fish in the group?

Suddenly, I felt a little lost.

[Group leader] Ren Zu: "You know it! By the way, I am listening to the Taoist preaching in the Wuzhuang Temple of Zhenyuanzi Daxian. If you perform well, I may consider uploading the preaching video for you You can also take a look at Daxian's sermon."

Chapter 152 What a fucking damsel ate the bear heart and leopard gall!

Wuzhuang Temple, Zhenyuan Zi Daxian?

Seeing Ren Zu's words, everyone looked different.

No one has ever heard of this name.

But to be able to be named a Great Immortal, and, with the ability of the Human Ancestor, to listen to his preaching, is definitely a great supernatural being.

The First Emperor of Qin: "Although I have never heard the name of this Great Immortal, it will not be easy. I don't know how Ren Zu can upload the video?"

It doesn’t matter if you haven’t heard the name, if you can listen to the sermon for a while, it’s also good.

Daoren Zhang of Wudang: "What the first emperor said is true, please let the ancestors speak clearly!"

Zhang Sanfeng didn't want to miss this opportunity either.

Huashan Valkyrie: "Preaching sounds like fun, how can I miss this Valkyrie!"

When Huang Rong heard this, her eyeballs kept rolling, obviously thinking of something funny.

Zhao Linger: "Is it necessary for the group members to become immortals?"

Looking at Ren Zu's words, he remembered that he had said before that the No. 1 immortal group member could become an administrator.

Zhao Linger reacted quickly.

[Group leader] Ren Zu: "That's right, as long as one of you can overcome the calamity and become an immortal, I will keep my word, and I will definitely upload a video, so that you can take a look at Zhen Yuanzi's sermon!"

Hearing the Taoist voice from Zhen Yuanzi, Li Luo smiled faintly.

The First Emperor of Qin: "Oh, it's impossible for me, only Miss Zhao is the most hopeful to become an immortal in a short time. Moreover, when I become an immortal, the preaching may have ended long ago!"

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng was very upset.

However, being born in Xiaoqian world, the limit is there, and there is nothing you can do if you are unhappy.

Huashan Valkyrie: "Chengxian, I didn't say anything before I became a Valkyrie."

Seeing Li Luo's words, Huang Rong flinched and shook her head.

It is impossible to practice cultivation, and it is impossible to cultivate even if you are killed.

However, thinking of the sacrifice to heaven that Ren Zu said last time...

"It seems that this Valkyrie has to do the sacrifice to the sky first!"

Huang Rong's eyes lit up.

This can be!

Zhao Ling'er: "I'm still a long way off, at least it will take ten years, and I won't be able to catch up with listening to the sermon!"

Feeling the spiritual power that was about to break through to the next stage, Zhao Ling'er smiled faintly.

Even if one breaks through to the eighth-level Faxiang Realm, there is still a big difference in one's realm before one can overcome calamity and become an immortal.

[Group leader] Ren Zu: "It's only been ten years, and it has passed in the blink of an eye. Moreover, the preaching of the powerful is usually calculated in thousands of years! I will record videos and upload them at any time!"

According to legend, Hongjun Taoist preached three times, each time for 3000 years, ten years is really nothing.

Cao Zhengchun: "I'm envious of the boss who is about to become a fairy!"

Cao Zhengchun, who waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to attack, moved into the chat group with a thought.

Listening to the screams of the local aborigines before they died, he didn't even blink his eyes.

Lin Jiu: "I hope the big brother will become a fairy soon, so that we can take a look at Zhenyuan's sermon."

Lin Jiu was the only group member in the chat group who had heard of the name of Zhenyuanzi Daxian.

Wan Biyao: "Master Lin Jiu is right, sister Ling'er, come on, let's have a good time!"

Zhao Linger: "I'll do my best, and you all have to work hard, but don't put all your hopes on me!"

Hey, you say that, I am under a lot of pressure.

If it doesn't work, wouldn't it be my fault?

Zhao Linger rolled her eyes.

The First Emperor of Qin: "No, Master Lin Jiu, have you ever heard of the name Zhenyuanzi Daxian?"

Looking at the conversations of the group members, it took a while for Ying Zheng to react.

Lin Jiu: "I've heard about Xiaodao, but I don't know if it's accurate!"

Thinking of the storybook he read in his spare time, Uncle Lin was uncertain.

Daoren Zhang of Wudang: "Oh? I invite Fellow Daoist Lin to talk about it!"

Seeing what Lin Jiu said, Zhang Sanfeng quickly stared at the light screen, for fear of missing it.

Zhao Linger: "All ears!"

Huashan Valkyrie: "Quickly tell me!"

This is the best way to learn about Ren Zu, one cannot miss this opportunity.

Lin Jiu: "Okay, let's just talk about Xiaodao, if it's wrong, don't take offense!"

It was the first time that he was valued by the group of friends in the chat group. Uncle Jiu's face was flushed, and his vanity was greatly satisfied.

After thinking about the content in the storybook, he began to introduce what he knew to the group members.

Lin Jiu: "The name Zhenyuanzi comes from a story book called "Journey to the West". The author is from the Ming Dynasty. You may not have read it."

"Zhen Yuanzi is a true cultivator of Taoism. He has a ginseng fruit tree, which is also called Caohuandan. It blooms every 3000 years, bears fruit every 3000 years, and ripens after another 3000 years. The short head is 1. You have to eat it when you are young, and you only get 360 fruits. The fruit is like a child under three dynasties, with all four limbs and five senses. If you are lucky enough to smell the fruit, you will live 7000 ​​years; if you eat one, you will live [-] years .”

"It's because I'm so jealous of this fruit that Xiaodao is so impressed!"

"Hearing Renzu talk about Zhenyuanzi Daxian, Xiaodao immediately thought of this legendary ginseng fruit!"

Speaking of the miraculous effect of ginseng fruit, Uncle Lin swallowed his saliva in disappointment.

You can live for 7000 years if you eat one. If you can eat one, what kind of immortal will you cultivate?

Immediately become a fairy, okay?

The First Emperor of Qin: "Hiss, eat one and live for 7000 years? Is it true or not?"

Seeing Lin Jiu's words, Ying Zheng almost jumped up, his face full of disbelief.

Taoist Zhang of Wudang: "The old Taoist... almost lost his composure, it's too amazing!"

Looking at Lin Jiu's words, Zhang Sanfeng almost plucked off his beard.

Zhao Linger: "It's amazing, such a treasure, it's really unheard of!"

Huashan Valkyrie: "Uh, after talking so much, it would be even better if you could give me one!"

Huang Rong was startled at first, then came to her senses, what's the use of not eating.

Li Yunlong: "Damn, this is a fairy fruit, my old Li is really an eye-opener!"

[Group leader] Ren Zu: "You are talking about this fruit, I ate one just now, and it tastes pretty good!"

Li Luo looked through the chat history, couldn't help but took a photo of ginseng fruit, and uploaded it to the chat group.

[Group leader] Ren Zu: "This fruit is incompatible with the five elements. It falls when it meets gold, scorches when it meets fire, melts when it meets water, withers when it meets wood, and enters when it meets soil. It needs to be struck with a gold tool to fall. The silk mat is served on a plate, and you must use a porcelain utensil when eating. It tastes good, and it doesn’t have much effect on me, it just adds a little mana.”

Heartbroken!

Seeing Ren Zu's words, everyone seemed to have been stabbed in the heart.

Listen, it tastes good.

Not much use.

Versailles is perfect!

Li Yunlong: "Hey, what the hell, a little devil has actually touched our old Li's territory, what a motherfucker has eaten the bear's heart and leopard's guts!"

Li Yunlong, who was in the water, was suddenly taken aback. As soon as he moved his ears, he heard a burst of orderly footsteps from inside and outside.

Chapter 153

Bright sword world.

Two years have passed since Li Yunlong founded the special squadron.

In the past two years, he and the Sharp Sword Special Squadron he led have gained a great reputation.

The existence of the Sharp Sword Special Squadron has become a sharp sword hanging over the devil's head, a nightmarish existence!

It is as swift as the wind, as slow as the forest, as plundering as fire, as immovable as a mountain, as difficult to know as shadow, and as moving as thunder.

Although there are not many people, there is only one hundred-man (later expansion) squadron.

But like a slippery loach, the devil has nothing to do with them.

Moreover, they are like the legendary assassins, they can flee thousands of miles away with one strike, and they can't do it even if they want to ambush.

It is precisely because of this that Li Yunlong, the founder of the special forces, has won great honor.

His official position has been promoted from a regiment commander to a deputy division commander, and the independent regiment has remained unchanged, but its number is fully equal to the strength of a reorganized division.

The station has not changed, it is still in Northwest Shanxi.

On this day, in the middle of the night, people slept soundly.

The cold wind howled and the snow fell.

The "huhu" cold wind hit, blowing people's faces like knives.

A group of nearly a hundred devils was quietly approaching the station where Li Yunlong was stationed.

They are fully armed, wearing steel helmets, equipped with American submachine guns, and cantaloupe grenades.

It is not difficult to see from their marching actions that they are a different army.

Combat capabilities aside, this military discipline is completely different from the equipment on his body.

They are the devil's special forces, called the Yamato Special Forces.

Since the debut of Li Yunlong's Sword Special Squadron in the world, other countries were naturally unwilling to lag behind and were passively beaten.

Although I don't know the specific details of Li Yunlong's training of the special squadron, it is still no problem to imitate a [-]-[-]%.

With strict training and excellent equipment, it is not a problem to train a strong special agent team.