The ancient scroll seemed to be a record of the customs and practices of the Heaven Realm of Qing Xuan. It was not something precious, but a record of what a person who was wandering around had seen along the way. However, to the current Fang Xing, it was very precious. He could use it to understand the world he was currently in. Although it was called an ancient scroll, it was only to the ordinary people who had lived in the tribe for generations. In fact, the book was only three to five hundred years old. In the eyes of the cultivation world, it was a very "time-sensitive" record. According to the records in the ancient scroll, the Heaven Realm of Qing Xuan was the world they had lived in for generations. It was ruled by countless families and ruled over the four regions!
This world was not like the mortal dynasty in Tianyuan, where cultivators controlled it from behind. Instead, it was ruled by the families who had mastered the art of cultivation. Of course, the families were also divided into various grades. There were low-grade families, middle-grade families, and top-grade ancient families. The hierarchy was strict and could not be surpassed. Outside of the families, there were many orthodoxies and itinerant cultivators. It was difficult to describe them all.
The Heaven Realm of Qing Xuan was divided into nine prefectures, ruled by nine middle-grade families. Each prefecture was divided into nine states, ruled by a low-grade family. The Giant Stone Tribe that Fang Xing was in was ruled by the Qingwu State. According to the ancient scroll, the top-grade ancient family that ruled the entire Heaven Realm of Qing Xuan was called the "Zhou family." The head of the family was known as the Azure Xuan Region Lord. He was the highest existence in Qing Xuan. No one knew his name, but it was known that the descendants of the Zhou family all had the word "Qing" in their names to show the glory of their bloodline!
What was interesting was that in the ancient scroll, there were actually two of the most famous people in the Heaven Realm of Qing Xuan. One of them was the head of the "Zhou family" who ruled the Heaven Realm of Qing Xuan. He was also the current Azure Xuan Region Lord. It was said that this person had lived for tens of thousands of years and was one of the seven most loyal and honorable people by Da Chi Celestial Emperor's side. The other person was the little princess of the Zhou family of Qing Xuan. Her name was Qing Luo …
According to what was written, Fairy Qing Luo's beauty was shocking and outstanding. Her bloodline was noble and her talent was excellent. She was known as Qing Xuan Heaven's number one beauty. There were even rumors that not only in Qing Xuan Heaven, but in the entire 33 Heavens, she was one of the top ten beauties!
Moreover, according to the ancient scroll, Di Shi, the son of Immortal Emperor Da Chi, had always been pursuing Fairy Qing Luo. The two of them fell in love with each other. Perhaps Qing Xuantian would soon have an imperial concubine. At that time, both Qing Xuantian and the Zhou Clan that ruled over Qing Xuantian would undoubtedly rise in prestige and status. Of course, when the scroll was written, the marriage between Di Shi and Fairy Qing Luo had not been confirmed. However, according to Fang Xing's knowledge in the Dragon World, there were already rumors that Fairy Qing Luo was Di Shi's fiancée. It seemed that their relationship had progressed in the past few hundred years!
"First, she was intimate with Di Liu. After Di Liu disappeared, she became Emperor Shi's fiancee …"
Fang Xing couldn't help but chuckle inwardly when he saw this. Fairy Qing Luo's abilities were not to be underestimated!
"Mr. Fang, your body is much better now …"
"Haha, it's about time. Come out and bask in the sun …"
"That's right. Moving around is good for your body. Yesterday, I caught two wild turtles in the swamp. I'll send them to Mr. Fang!"
"They're very good. Are they big?"
"Yes, they're as big as a calf …"
In the tribe, people came and went one after another. When they saw Fang Xing strolling on the street, they all smiled and greeted him. Fang Xing also smiled and chatted with them without any arrogance. Now that he had stayed in this tribe for half a month, the people in this tribe no longer doubted him and accepted the existence of this God of Wealth. It was as if he had always lived here. Moreover, the people in the tribe were very friendly to Fang Xing. The main reason was that Fang Xing was too generous and famous for his "gluttony". Every time the people in the tribe brought out wild honey, mushrooms, fat fish, monkey wine, and other rare items, he would ask for a taste and then give out large amounts of golden beads …
As a result, the people in the tribe would immediately think of Fang Xing when they got something good.
Of course, it could also be said that they were thinking of the golden beads in Fang Xing's hands!
But now, the little blind girl, who was unloved by her father and mother and ignored by everyone in the tribe, had become the object of envy in the tribe. They all knew that she had accidentally saved a God of Wealth. She was grateful and refused to move into the big house prepared by the chief. She lived in the ruined temple every day and ate with the little blind girl. The little blind girl, who could not even eat a meal of wild vegetable porridge a day, was now blessed. Every day, she could smell the fragrance of meat coming from the ruined temple, which made the dogs in the tribe drool at the temple every day!
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"Little blind girl, is the meal ready?"
After strolling for a while, Fang Xing also felt a little hungry, so he returned to the ruined temple. Although the little blind girl could not see, she was very diligent. Moreover, she was used to living alone, so it was not a problem for her to make a fire and cook. Naturally, he was too lazy to do it himself and was used to eating with her. Although he did not need to eat these ordinary foods, he was indeed greedy. The wild game in the forest felt quite fresh to him.
"There's no salt at home. I'll go to the chief's house to get some salt …"
Carrying a basket of washed wild vegetables, the little blind girl groped her way back from the riverside. She placed the basket in a corner and whispered to Fang Xing.
"Go, go. Be careful, don't fall into the ditch!"
Fang Xing waved his hand and let her go. The little blind girl didn't know that he was teasing her. She softly replied with an "oh", then picked up her zither and groped her way out of the door. No matter when she was, she would always hold her zither in her arms. Fang Xing also took the opportunity when she was not paying attention to explore the zither with his Divine Awareness. He didn't find anything strange. It was not a magic weapon, but just a habit of hers. Since she came to this tribe, she didn't remember anything except this zither. She regarded it as an existence that depended on her.
"It's been so long. Why hasn't she come back yet?"
Even though Little Blind Girl couldn't see, the tribe was so small, and she should be back in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. But he didn't expect that after waiting for a long time, there was still no sign of her. Fang Xing felt hungry again, and he became more and more impatient. With a slight thought, a strand of Divine Sense spread out and enveloped the entire tribe. In next to no time, he was stunned, and then he frowned tightly, stood up, and went out.
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"Damn blind girl, give me this broken piece of wood!"
At the north of the tribe, under the big willow tree, there was a group of strong and dirty wild boys surrounding the little Blind Girl. The one in the lead had mucus running down the side of his mouth, like two yellow dragons. His nose twitched, and the yellow dragons shrank back into his upward-facing nose. Then, in a moment of carelessness, they quietly drilled out again. He had two broken teeth in his mouth, and most of the hair on his head had been shaved, leaving only a weak upward-facing nose. He was stocky and strong, and although he was young, his expression was very fierce. He was holding the little Blind Girl's zither in one hand.
The little blind girl was holding the zither tightly and holding the salt in the lotus leaf bag in the other hand. She looked a little scared and leaned against the willow tree.
"Give me the zither, or I will beat you to death!"
The wild boy had a fierce look on his face. He grabbed the zither with all his strength and threatened fiercely.
"Don't … don't take my zither …"
The little blind girl was weak, so she had to bend down and hold the zither with her whole body weight.
"Still not letting go?"
The wild boy was strong, but he could not pull the zither out of the little blind girl's embrace. His hand slipped, and he almost fell.
"Don't … don't take my zither …"
The little blind girl could only say this, and she begged for mercy pitifully.
"Oh … Oh … Tiger Boy, you're bragging. You're not even as strong as a little blind girl …"
The group of wild boys next to them jeered, and their faces turned red. They crawled up from the ground, and a fierce glint flashed in their eyes.
"You don't want to give it to me, do you? If you don't, I will beat you to death! "
As he spoke, he rushed forward, clenched his fists, and punched the little blind girl's bent back twice. The little blind girl did not dare to resist. She only held the zither tightly, and her body was bent. She did not dare to move, and she held the salt in her hand tightly …
"Hey, this group of little bastards is fighting again!"
Outside a thatched cottage not far away, there were three to five women surrounding a wild boar. They were boiling water at the door and scalding its hair. When they saw the commotion, they laughed and scolded the group of wild boys. Some of them scolded the group of wild boys to go back and prepare to eat, and to stop messing around. However, among these people, the fat woman glanced at them and said, "A group of wild boys. Who cares what they are doing, as long as they don't go to the back of the mountain to dig out the hornet's nest. If they want to play around, let them do it. It's just kids playing around. Do you think they can really beat that little blind girl to death?"
"Hey, Aunt Hu, your little tiger boy is really strong. None of these boys can beat him in wrestling!"
Seeing that the fierce fat woman did not stop them, the others did not take it seriously, and some even looked at the slug and praised it.
"That's right. My Tiger Boy eats seven cornbread and two salted fish for a meal. His ten uncles all praise him!"
The fat woman proudly glanced at the slug and began to boast.
"Humph, my mother said that this little blind girl is a bitch. She took someone's gold to sleep with them, and she even secretly played dirty tricks. She didn't let that person use the gold to buy my salted fish. This kind of person should be driven out and starved to death. Today, I must teach her a good lesson …"
The slug also heard the discussion of the group of women not far away. It was so excited that its little face turned red, and it looked a little proud. It felt that there was someone supporting it, so its expression became more ferocious. It punched the little blind girl's back a few more times. Seeing that the little blind girl still did not let go, it called the two boys next to it, and asked them to hold the little blind girl down from one side. The two boys also looked excited, and they held the little blind girl's arms indifferently, while the slug used all his strength to snatch it back. It looked like a tug of war …
"Don't … don't snatch my zither …"
The little blind girl's little face turned pale because of the pain, but she still protected the zither tightly, and her voice trembled.
"Quick, quick, Tiger Boy, use your strength …"
"Pull her arms, do you want to break her fingers …"
"Quick, quick, she will let go soon …"
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