Yun He rode on his dragon horse and pointed at the hill with the horsewhip in his hand. He said, "This morning, someone discovered a troop of about three hundred bear demons entering the mountain from here. What we need to do today is to capture them in the mountain and kill them all!"
Most people only found it strange, but they didn't think too much about it. However, most of the scholars fell into deep thought and realized that this wasn't a simple matter.
Fang Yun looked at Yun He and Yun Ao, who knew the inside story. Both of them didn't show any surprise.
Yun He's good friend, Kang Xingzhi, looked at Yun He and hesitated.
Since the three Grand Scholars didn't speak, the others didn't dare to say anything either. They followed Yun He and continued forward.
It was difficult for ordinary horses to move forward on this slope, but for dragon horses, as long as the slope didn't exceed sixty degrees, it was easy for them to move forward.
The hunting troop of one thousand and two hundred people entered Axe Mountain along the slope.
When the troop disappeared on the slope, a black crow flew silently in the bloody mist to the west.
In the mist to the east, an eagle demon soldier appeared and disappeared quickly.
Axe Mountain was pitch black, but the plants were red.
Fang Yun's eyes were disguised as a red glow. After entering Axe Mountain, he felt more and more uncomfortable with the scenery.
However, the moment he stepped on the pitch black Axe Mountain, Fang Yun felt that the coiled dragon in the literature palace seemed to open its eyes and then close them again.
"Could it be …"
Fang Yun's eyes flashed with joy.
Everyone continued on their way.
The markings on the map were very clear. Because some of the people accompanying Yun Jie had learned arithmetic and Yun Jie was a painter, they could easily find the way as long as they memorized the map.
The mountain path was rugged and difficult to move forward. At noon, they finally crossed a mountain.
During lunch break, everyone took out their rations and ate in silence. Most of them were deep in thought.
The hunting troop was especially silent.
Fang Yun ate the rations prepared by the Yun family. There were two flatbread with sweet syrup, half a kilogram of marinated beef, a piece of pickled vegetables, and a red egg.
While eating. Fang Yun glanced at the ordinary soldiers' rations. In their left hand, they held coarse flatbread with a hint of red in it, and in their right hand, they held blackened salted vegetables. Each of them had a piece of bacon that was less than half a tael.
After he had finished eating, the High Scholar who specialized in Agriculture started casting the 'Spring Breeze Drizzle' in a small area. He let everyone drink clean water.
After resting for half an hour, the team set off again.
On the third day after entering the valley, which was the morning of the 20th of November, the hunting team finally discovered a group of demons.
Everyone was stunned.
Fang Yun rode on the Flood Dragon Horse and stared blankly. He did not expect to encounter demons. However, these demons were quite different from what he had imagined.
There were more than thirty demons in front of him. The strongest one was only a wolf demon general and seven demon soldiers. The rest were all demon citizens.
They were different from ordinary fat and strong demons. These demons were very thin and weak, and each of them was very old.
It took Fang Yun a while to realize that there was no bear demon among these demons. They must have been abandoned by their tribe and left to fend for themselves. Unless they could find a mythical object in Axe Mountain, they could only search for food in the deep mountains and forests.
"Leave four alive for questioning. Kill the rest of the demons!"
After Yun He finished speaking, everyone immediately attacked.
Fang Yun did not use his sharp tongue. He only used the battle poems from the Blood Mang Ancient Land's Holy Temple to attack.
After a while. The battle was won.
Yun He personally interrogated these demons and did not find any valuable information. He only knew that they were indeed demons abandoned by their tribe. Unless they could find the Sacred Blood Jade in Axe Mountain. Otherwise, they would die in Axe Mountain.
After Yun He confirmed this, he killed the last of the demons and the hunting troop continued on their way.
The demons did not need light iron or four-horned antelopes. They did not even have a high demand for Dragon Grain Rice. They only treated it as an ordinary mythical object. However. The Blood Jade, which could grow Dragon Grain Rice, was one of the mythical objects that the demons desired the most.
The Blood Jade that the people of the Blood Mang Ancient Land spoke of was called the "Saint Blood Jade" by the Demon Race. This was to differentiate it from the ordinary Blood Jade. After all, in the Saint Origin World and the Demon World, blood-colored jades were called Blood Jades, and jades formed from blood were also called Blood Jades.
The Saints of the human race ate Dragon Grain Rice, while the Saints of the demons and barbarians used the Sacred Blood Jade to regulate their blood.
It was said that the Sacred Blood Jade was a mystical object formed after the blood of a Saint was buried in the ground. Under special conditions, it changed over hundreds of thousands of years.
Ordinary Saints' blood could not form the Sacred Blood Jade no matter how many years it was stored.
Currently, there were only two places that produced the Sacred Blood Jade. One was the Blood Mang Ancient Land, and the other was the legendary Sacred Burial Valley.
However, it was very difficult for both the demons and humans to enter these two places. Especially the Sacred Burial Valley, which only opened once every hundred years. The wills of the Saints wreaked havoc and the invincible Saint Physique ran rampant. The terrifying power was enough to destroy the starry sky.
There was a city called Black Stone in the Blood Mang Ancient Land. The city walls were made of black stone from the Axe Mountain. The most famous thing about this city was that it had the only Sacred Blood Jade in the Blood Mang Ancient Land.
Inside the Sacred Blood Jade was the heart of a Half-saint of the demon race.
Just the Sacred Blood Jade alone could grow ten mu of Dragon Grain Rice. Moreover, it had been more than three hundred years, and there was no change at all.
The Dragon Grain Rice ripened once every five years, and one mu could produce five hundred pounds of Dragon Grain Rice. With the Sacred Blood Jade, one could produce an average of one thousand pounds of Dragon Grain Rice every year.
A Half-saint of the human race could only eat five hundred pounds of Dragon Grain Rice every year.
The Dragon Grain Rice grown in the cities of the Blood Mang Ancient Land and harvested in the wild could produce an average of thirty thousand pounds of Dragon Grain Rice every year. One-third of the Dragon Grain Rice had to be sold to the Notre-Dame, and the remaining twenty thousand pounds would be divided among the families of the scholars.
In the Blood Mang Ancient Land, only the families that ate Dragon Grain Rice could produce Hanlin Scholars and Grand Scholars.
Fang Yun turned his head and looked at the corpses of the demons. He sat on the Flood Dragon Horse and continued forward. He thought about the Dragon Grain Rice field not far away. As long as he could get it, he would quietly stay in the Juyun City or the cities behind for three months. When the time was up, the Notre-Dame would pick him up and leave.
After walking for another ten hours, they passed through a dangerous and narrow mountain path. The path twisted and turned, and they saw a different hillside.
On the pitch black Axe Mountain, most of the plants were red, brown, or grayish-brown. However, on the gentle slope in front of them, there were plants that were two feet tall. They looked like they were carved out of jade. The main trunk was white, and two rows of light green leaves rose up. At the top of the leaves and the trunk, there was an ear of rice.
The ear of rice was five inches long. The rice was wrapped in a golden shell, and the grains were clear.
"Dragon Grain Rice!" Someone exclaimed.
"It's the Dragon Grain Rice field! It must be! "
"Oh my god …"
Yun He, Yun Hu, Yun Ao, and Fang Yun smiled.
Kang Xingzhi was stunned for a while. He then turned his head and looked at Yun He. He said helplessly, "Old Yun, you're so tight-lipped! Even a breath ago, I wouldn't have thought that you were here for the Dragon Grain Rice field! "
Yun He smiled, but then his smile disappeared. He looked at the Dragon Grain Rice field in front of him and said slowly, "This is what my son, Yun Jie, left for the Old Man. Half of it belongs to Yun Fang, and the other half belongs to the Yun Family. I will use the rest to recruit soldiers and hunt the demon bears to avenge my son! "
Yun Hu and Yun Ao looked at each other. Yun Ao's eyes were fierce, and Yun Hu looked helpless. However, they nodded.
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