I heard that there is a grass that loves me secretly [myth]

Above the vast and magnificent hall, golden-red flames swayed with the wind, and there was a billowing heat wave.

The great witch Ruan Chang bent down and respectfully saluted the strong, ordinary-looking woman in front of her. "What Your Majesty said is true, I will remember it in my heart."

The two came back and forth, exchanged pleasantries for a while, and His Majesty Emperor Yan set his eyes on Tianpeng. "The biggest contributor to this plague is fellow Daoist Canopy. If it wasn't for fellow Daoists who cultivated the canopy grass wholeheartedly, the people of our Lieshan Tribe might not be able to escape this catastrophe."

Tianpeng lowered his head slightly, showing a gesture of surrender, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty Yandi was joking. Since Tianpeng joined the Lieshan Tribe, he naturally wants to share his majesty's worries and contribute a little to the development of the tribe."

Hearing this, His Majesty Yandi nodded in satisfaction. "Fellow Daoists have worked hard these days. In a short period of time, canopy grass has taken root in the tribe. The growth trend of these herbs is very good, so there is no need to bother fellow Daoists to take care of them. I don't know, can you please tell me How about friends joining the tribe's war department to contribute to our Lieshan tribe?"

The war department is the so-called army in later generations.Everyone inside is a powerful generation.They are paid well and are the first in the tribe.Cultivation materials and living materials are never limited at all, and there is no need to exchange anything.However, they also undertake two of the most dangerous activities among the Lieshan tribes-war and hunting.

The canopy bent over to salute, its wide water-green sleeves rippled slightly. "Stick what you want, don't dare to ask you."

"Okay," His Majesty Emperor Yan laughed out loud in a bold tone. "In the future, the safety of our tribe will depend on you, Fellow Daoist."

"Chen, I should do my best." Tianpeng replied with a smile.

After sending away Dawu Ruanchang and Tianpeng, His Majesty Emperor Yan continued to deal with the affairs of the tribe.As the master of the tribe, she is obliged.

After perfectly handling the incidents on the stone slabs, His Majesty Emperor Yan was about to rest for a while, when Ting Yao walked in with a colorful stone slab.She walked up to His Majesty Emperor Yan and handed over the stone slab. "Your Majesty, there is a letter from Shaodian, the Lord of the Bear Tribe."

His Majesty Emperor Yan nodded upon hearing the words, and took the stone slab.

The colorful stone slabs are made of five-color soil and are very precious.According to legend, the five-color soil is the soil used by the Nuwa Empress to mend the sky, and it has miraculous effects.This kind of soil is not easy to come by. Even the Lieshan Tribe and Youxiong Tribe, the two most powerful tribes in the Yellow River Basin, don't have much.Therefore, it is not a big deal, they will definitely not use the five-color soil.

After receiving the stone slab made of five-color soil, there is nothing on it, nothing.It's not like what Ting Yao said, it's a letter.

Regarding such a situation, His Majesty Emperor Yan is not surprised.She placed the five-color stone slab on the stone table in front of her, and performed a spell with ease.Immediately, dozens of heaven and earth spiritual inscriptions floated on the five-color stone slab.

His Majesty Emperor Yan looked carefully, to the effect that the Xiong tribe already knew that the Lieshan tribe had a cure for the plague.They have the Bear Tribe willing to pay a certain price in exchange for the Lieshan Tribe.

With a cold snort, His Majesty Yandi felt a little dissatisfied. More than 130 years ago, she sent her troops to the north, spent 12 years, subdued all the tribes, and became the co-lord of the human race.There are some tribes who surrender to her on the surface, but they keep making little moves secretly.The Shaodian of the Xiong tribe is a typical example.

"As long as the emperor is still the co-lord of the human race, you have to submit to the emperor obediently if you have the bear tribe. If you want to overthrow the rule of the emperor, hehe!" Sneered several times, His Majesty Yandi——Yi Qigui was on the five-color stone slab Write down a few words.

"Ting Yao, come in." His Majesty Emperor Yan put down his hand, and cast several spells on the five-color stone slab.Then he raised his head and called out to the outside of the hall.

Hearing the words, Ting Yao immediately walked in from outside the main hall and came before His Majesty Emperor Yan. "Your Majesty, please tell me."

His Majesty Emperor Yan raised his hand, handed the five-color stone slab in front of Ting Yao, and said, "Take this letter back to the bearer from the Xiong tribe, and give it to Shaodian, the leader of the Xiong tribe."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I will do it now." Ting Yao took the five-color stone slab and said respectfully.Then, she stepped back and left the hall.

Although His Majesty Yandi is very young, he seems to be a young woman in her twenties.In fact, she has been the leader of the Lieshan tribe for hundreds of years.This is not a joke, but a real thing.After practicing the exercises developed and supplemented by generations of ancestors, the life span of these Qi practitioners has been greatly extended.There is no problem at all in living for thousands of years.

In this life, Yiqi Gui was born from volcanic magma.She absorbed all the power of the volcano and a large amount of the essence of the sun, and it took thousands of years to conceive it.

Because this volcano is within the scope of the Lieshan Tribe, Yi Qigui, who has just become a child, has just become a child of the Lieshan Tribe.

Hundreds of years later, the old leader died in battle, and Yi Qigui was ordered to become the leader of the Lieshan Tribe, helping the Lieshan Tribe survive the crisis of almost genocide.After hundreds of years of development, the Lieshan tribe has gradually grown, and the ambition of Yi Qigui, who has become the leader of the Lieshan tribe, has also grown unconsciously.Until more than 100 years ago, she took the initiative to launch a war and made all the tribes vassals of their Lieshan tribe in one fell swoop.And Yi Qigui ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, becoming the co-lord of the human race.

The emperor Fuxi, the emperor Nuwa, and Yi Qigui still aspire to become the third emperor.It's just that becoming an emperor is not that simple. It is not a self-appointment, but a title bestowed by all living beings and the law of the Dao.Therefore, at this stage, Yi Qigui can only be called emperor.Only by making great contributions can she become the emperor.

Not only is the Youxiong tribe, which is powerful and is approaching the Lieshan tribe, coming to the Lieshan tribe for help, but also other tribes, one after another, come one after another.His Majesty Emperor Yan was not stingy with respect to the tribe that was loyal to the Lieshan tribe. He just asked for something symbolically and then passed on the treatment method.His Majesty Emperor Yan was not so polite to tribes with malicious intentions like the Xiong tribe.All the materials must be delivered in one piece.If you don't want to, that's really great, these people, she doesn't mind accepting it!

As for not giving it, His Majesty Emperor Yan never thought about it that way.They are all members of the human race, how could she watch these people die and fall into reincarnation!

Of course, these things are not yet the time for our protagonist, the torch.Now Ju, under the treatment of the big witch, is enjoying the treatment of a good baby.

Under Ju's expectant gaze, the Great Witch Ruan Chang finally nodded mercifully, and said with a smile, "Ju, your condition is almost recovered. After a while, I will send you back to the dorm."

"Yeah!" Ju Wenyan jumped up happily. "My illness is finally cured."

The great witch Ruan Chang nodded in relief, and was not dissatisfied with Ju's gaffe.It is also his wish that the children can recover.

"Jin Jiao, I think you should listen to Uncle Ruan Chang and take your medicine! Look at me, I came after you, you can go back now, you are still here. If you keep doing this, your illness When will it be better!" Ju came to Jin Jiao, persuading with concern in a childish voice.

Jin Jiao turned over and covered his ears with a leather blanket. "I can't hear, I can't hear, I can't hear~"

"This brat," Ju was dumbfounded, speechless about Jin Jiao's behavior.

Even these children who belong to this era are very smart.However, in the final analysis, they are still children, so they don't know much about the truth. 5000 years from now, some children will make the mistakes they will make too.For example, I don't like taking medicine.This small problem can run through 5000 years of history.

"You man, why are you like this?" Ju said dissatisfied: "Forget it, Jin Jiao, I don't care about you anymore, you can do whatever you like! However, Great Witch Ruan Chang will not be as easy to fool as I am. "

Jin Jiao snorted coldly, hugged a roll of leather blankets, rolled, rolled, rolled, rolled to the other end of the bunk, and hid behind several children.Through the gap, he looked at Ju, who was arranging the sackcloth on his body, and muttered: "You think everyone is like you, such a bitter medicine, drink it as soon as you say it!"

After tidying up the scattered sackcloth, Torch sat on the bunk and talked with other children.Entertainment is very scarce in this era. If you don't talk to other people more, even if you live for decades, you will still feel lonely.Not all the protagonists are like the real Yuding, who is used to loneliness and enjoys it.

Suddenly, Ju heard a weak groaning sound coming from beside him.He looked down and saw Yin Jiao lying on the side, looking very uncomfortable.

After quickly finishing this topic with his friends, Torch came to Yinjiao's side and asked cautiously, "Yinjiao, what's wrong with you?"

Yinjiao heard the voice, opened his eyes slightly, and asked suspiciously: "Little brother, are you..."

"My name is Ju, you can call me Ju." Sitting beside Yinjiao, Ju said with a serious face, "Yinjiao, what's wrong with you, are you feeling unwell?"

When Yinjiao heard the words, two blushes appeared on his pale as paper face, and he whispered: "Ju, I..."

"What, Yinjiao, can you speak louder, can you?" Yinjiao's voice became lower and lower, and Ju couldn't hear clearly at all.So, he said so.

The blush on his face became more distinct, Yinkaku closed his eyes, and raised his voice a degree in embarrassment. "Ju, I'm really hungry, can you help me find something to eat?"

What's the matter with embarrassment, Ju looked at Yinjiao's empty belly, and nodded directly. "Wait a minute, I'll get you something to eat right away."

"Thank you, Torch." Silver Horn said shyly.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do." Ju nodded, left Tongpu, and walked towards the cafeteria.