Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 509 I don't understand, but that's how pure deer people are.

I no longer want to think about whether my dream is divided into two parts or whether it's a serious illness.

Zhang Ze began to write and draw in his notebook, planning his future itinerary.

For Zhang Ze, compared to developing his strength cautiously and taking things slowly, he felt that it was more convenient to directly take the enemy general's head.

Therefore, the first thing to do is to bring back the powerful figures like Master Lu's uncle.

After regrouping, they planned to go directly to Baiyujing and kick them in.

In this process, it would be ideal if we could capture a few more people in white and black clothes, find some stone tablets and relics, and figure out what happened back then in advance.

After finalizing the plan, Zhang Ze looked at Sula, intending to continue asking her about the surrounding area.

This area is off-limits to flying, so apart from those in colorful clothes, everyone is basically destined to crawl on the ground. Even those in black have to get permission to fly first.

Therefore, in order to monitor the Holy Land, it is necessary to set up multiple strongholds on the ground for the white-robed and black-robed divine messengers to rest and recuperate.

Zhang Ze did some calculations. If we assume that the person in black is a Golden Core cultivator with fixed skills who cannot fly, then...

The area of ​​influence of these outposts and their surveillance should be much smaller than normal.

"Su, what's wrong?"

Zhang Ze turned around and saw that Sula, who had finished eating, was holding a book and looking at A Li with a strange expression.

Ah Li, on the other hand, looked completely innocent.

Seeing Zhang Ze finish thinking and look this way, A Li pointed and said, "If you don't believe me, ask him himself if he wrote this."

"What did I write?" Zhang Ze didn't understand.

The main problem is that he has written so much that he doesn't know which book Ah Li is referring to.

Ah Li, "Sula just said she wanted to learn the Emperor's magic, so I lent her the magic book you created."

"But after she finished reading it, she insisted that I was lying to her. She said that the Emperor couldn't possibly be so bored as to research such things."

After Ah Li finished speaking, Sula glared at her angrily.

He then got up and jogged over to Zhang Ze, handing him the spellbook written by Mr. Zhang himself.

"Did you really write this?"

Zhang Ze took the book, turned to the first page, and saw two spell names that sounded a bit like those of a madman.

Dragon fruit seed removal technique without peeling

[Transforming Flesh into Seeds (Special Edition for Large Watermelons)]

Looking at these two spells, his memories, which had long been washed away, surged up again.

It really was him who wrote it.

A while ago, I forgot what it was about, Ah Li and he were bickering as usual.

As they chatted, the conversation turned to the fact that all their spells had been stitched together.

Ah Li said that this wasn't real skill; if you're so capable, then create something original.

Zhang Ze was so angry that he snapped.

Without thinking, he said he'd show Ah Li what a true genius is in three days.

So, three days later, this divine book came into being.

Unfortunately, most of the useful and legitimate spells have already been developed. Further optimization would just be patching things up again, which isn't inherently wrong, but it wouldn't qualify as originality.

That's why he took a different approach and focused his attention on these trivial matters.

Believe it or not, he was truly the first person in history to use the Golden Elixir technique to remove the seeds from a dragon fruit.

Recalling the book's origins, Zhang Ze tucked it into his pocket, then coughed lightly to change the subject.

"There are many secrets involved in this matter. I will tell you the details later. I have something important to ask you now."

Having said that, without waiting for Sula to say more, Zhang Ze raised his own question.

"How many tribes are there around here? Where is the largest city? How many divine messengers are there in it? Are there any in colorful robes?"

Upon hearing Zhang Ze's question, Sula was initially taken aback, but after realizing that Zhang Ze was planning something big, she immediately perked up.

This time, she didn't hide anything and told Zhang Ze everything she knew.

Because of its proximity to the Gobi Desert, there are not many tribes living here, and the Divine Lord has only established one city.

In the valley of the city, in the canyon east of the forest, Sula's grandfather had been there once.

Due to the tight security, the specific situation inside is unknown, but there should be no people in colorful clothes, and the number of people in black clothes should not exceed ten.

As for the tribes, apart from the Crocodile People who live in the Valley City and have completely submitted to the God, there are only Sura and his people, and another tribe that lives on the edge of the forest.

Sura: "The Crocodile People were the first race to submit to the God-King. They can be found in almost every city, serving the White-Robed God-Kings as slaves and servants."

"When Bai Yi travels, he is accompanied by a large number of Crocodile Benefactor servants."

"Besides the Crocodile People, the forest is only left with our Little Paulownia tribe and the Pure Deer People tribe to the west of the forest. We..."

"Wait a minute, what are your names, and what's that one's name?"

Zhang Ze suspected there was something wrong with his ears.

“Little Tongmu… is there a problem with this name?” Sula hesitated for a moment, then added in a low voice, “According to legend, you were the one who came up with this name, saying that it matches our innate supernatural abilities perfectly.”

Zhang Ze, “.”

Zhang Ze recalled Sula's innate ability to copy other people's spells, and he felt that he could actually do such a thing.

and so……

"What about the Great Tongmu tribe? There should be another tribe called the Great Tongmu, right?" Zhang Ze asked.

Sula, "The Great Tongmu clan has disappeared; they were the first tribe to rebel against the God-King..."

Sula got up and ran out. A moment later, he came back from somewhere with a pottery shard with some simple pictures painted on it.

The tall centaurs marched in procession, interspersed among them were some small deer-men holding command scepters.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what they look like. This is the last record."

After a moment of silence, Zhang Ze continued, "What about the pure deer people?"

"The Pure Deer People are..."

Before Sula could finish speaking, a commotion broke out outside the capsule house.

It was noisy, as if someone was shouting outside the village.

Zhang Ze listened intently for a moment, and after understanding what it was about, he made a hand seal and used the Heavenly Sect's Hundred Forms Divine Skill. The starlight dissipated, and Zhang Ze transformed into a half-deer.

Without Zhang Ze's prompting, A Li effortlessly transformed into a short sword and flew to Zhang Ze's waist, also casually taking Little Earth Fairy and Mao Mao into her Beast Taming Ring.

As for Little Fu Ji, who goes wherever she wants, she disappeared again, dragging Feng Ge's black sword. It's unknown whether she went on an adventure or hid somewhere.

In short, there's nothing to worry about.

Zhang Ze checked it again to make sure there were no mistakes. The height was based on Lily's height, with an error margin of about half a biscuit. Then he put away the capsule house and gestured for Sula to take him there.

"It seems like those Pure Deer People you mentioned are causing trouble. Let's go check it out."

……

Outside the village, a group of deer-like people were causing trouble.

Zhang Ze and Sula remained silent, standing on a tree branch and watching quietly.

Compared to the lively-looking little sapwood half-deer people, these pure deer people are quite sturdy and tall.

They are deer-headed and human-bodied, and are about two meters tall, with strong physiques and clearly defined muscles.

With their balloon-like figures, you could tell at a glance that they couldn't reach their buttocks after using the toilet.

There were five pure deer people who came, which was at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, but they looked like they were there to be fathers.

The leader, a pure deer-man, wielded a strange, hollow iron rod, which emitted a whistling sound as it was swung.

"Get out of the way, I'm going into the village." The deer man pointed at Sula's grandfather with the iron pipe in his hand. "You, I know you. I remember you are the clan chief. Go, quickly cook me two dishes and bring me a pot of good wine."

As he spoke, he made a gesture as if he was about to rush into the village.

Sula's grandfather hurriedly stepped forward to stop the man, not to mention that half of the villagers were still being held captive by the Emperor.

Even without those immobilized tribesmen, he had no reason to give face to these deer-headed neighbors. Although the rules set by the Divine Lord were extremely strict, they did not prohibit private fights between tribes, and were even welcomed by them.

This group of pure deer people had frequently harassed Little Tongmu Village in the past, attempting to take over the entire forest.

Because they can't fly and climbing trees is difficult, the pure deer people have been repeatedly defeated by the small paulownia wood half-deer people who can leap through the forest, using a high-to-low, stupid method.

In other words, the Xiaotongmu tribe had too few people and could not fight their way out of the terrain, which led to the stalemate between the two sides.

I don't know what's gotten into these pure deer people today, they actually want to come into the village to eat stir-fried dishes.

Just as Sula's grandfather was about to order the arrows to be fired and kill the group of pure deer people, the leader of the pure deer people took out a white jade tablet.

The jade plaque shone brightly, yet it lacked any warmth or gentleness. The character "京" (Jing) engraved in the center exuded a menacing aura from the inside out.

The white jade pendant is a token of the white-robed divine messenger.

This group of pure deer people completely submitted to the God.

"Move! Move again!" the leader of the Pure Deer people threatened, holding up the jade tablet.

Upon seeing the jade tablet, Sula's grandfather signaled to his people not to fire their arrows yet, not out of fear, but because he was considering whether killing the deer-men would affect the Emperor's plans.

We weren't afraid before, but now the Emperor has returned. If we're afraid, then what was the point of the Emperor's return?

Misunderstanding the situation, the leader of the Pure Deer people, unaware of the inside story, saw Sula's grandfather hesitate and continued to arrogantly hold up the jade tablet.

"The divine messenger has shown his appreciation and has taken my Pure Deer People tribe as a vassal. Today, I have come to collect the Eleven Ascension Tax on behalf of the divine messenger."

"You all prepare quickly, one hundred boys and one hundred girls, I will take them all away in a moment."

This doesn't sound like human language. The entire Xiaotongmu tribe only has a little over 180 people. Even if you include Grandpa Sula as a virgin, you still wouldn't be able to reach that number.

This leader of the pure deer people is simply using a trivial matter as an excuse to freeload.

But why them? Why didn't the man in white come in person for something as important as the Eleventh Tax?
Where did those people in white go?

Sura's grandfather didn't respond immediately, but instead looked his old rival up and down, and soon he noticed something was wrong.

The large antlers on the head of the pure deer-man leader looked withered and dull at this moment, and they even crumbled as he shook his head.

Not only the leader, but also several of his men had the same symptoms.

There is only one possibility for this symptom to occur.
Sura's grandfather said in a deliberately loud voice, "Were you castrated by the divine messenger?"

After a moment of silence, the sharp-headed man erupted in fury.

"What do you mean castrated! This is medicine! Medicine bestowed by the divine messenger! Look at these muscles, look at these lines. You, you don't even understand!"

He cursed as he stepped forward, intending to strangle Sula's grandfather.

But the next moment, dozens of jade-feathered arrows were embedded in the ground in front of him.

"You...you're finished! Damn it, I'm going to report this to the divine messenger right now, you can all just wait to die!"

The leader of the pure deer people glared fiercely at them, his voice turning shrill, and then turned and ran.

Although it was difficult for him to bend his arm above his head, he still tried his best to hold the jade pendant high, as if only in this way could he avoid being hurt by a cold arrow.

Indeed, no arrows struck him.

After running quite a distance, he suddenly stopped.

Because, since some unknown time, the familiar forest around us has vanished without a trace, leaving only pure darkness.

Even the clansmen who were following behind him had disappeared without a trace.

A burst of giggling laughter rang out in the darkness.

Zhang Ze jumped down from the tree and picked up the jade pendant from the ground.

The deer-people lay on the ground, twitching occasionally, their entire deer heads turning blue.

The elusive and mysterious Little Rotten Princess emerged from the ground, carrying a black sword and poking and prodding here and there with the hilt.

Soon, she poked several small blue mushrooms out of these pure deer-men.

The mushroom was strange, shaped like a deer's head.

"Ta-da! Deer head mushroom!"

Fu Ji held up a small mushroom and handed it to Zhang Ze, saying, "Here, eat it. Everything the deer-heads know is in here!"

Zhang Ze took the mushroom and, with a hint of disgust, stuffed it into A Li's mouth.

Then, amidst Ah Li's angry resistance and the pupa, Zhang Ze obtained useful information.

This matter is also related to him.

After waking up in the Gobi Desert, Zhang Ze released a wooden kite into the sky. Although it was inconspicuous, the God Lord with his extremely sensitive skin still noticed something was wrong.

Subsequently, the white-clad and black-clad figures from the city of Guzhong were all sent to the Gobi Desert to investigate the anomaly that had suddenly appeared in the sky.

Because Zhang Ze had been hiding in black stockings while in the Gobi Desert, the group had no idea where he was going and were currently exploring deeper into the Gobi.

The result of this blunder was that there was a shortage of manpower in the Valley City.

So a certain white-robed figure had a brilliant idea and created those pure deer people who could no longer live as deer, to temporarily help them with their work.

Once this storm passes, we'll ruthlessly discard these pure deer people who can no longer live like deer.

That's absolutely evil.

After reviewing the intelligence, Zhang Ze pondered for a moment and made a decision.

"Ah Li, you and Sula go back to the tribe first and use the spatial artifact to bring everyone over. Be quick, and discard anything you can't take. Then meet me in Valley City."

After Zhang Ze finished speaking, he added an explanation to Surado.

There's nothing in the Gobi Desert. Those divine messengers will eventually look back and find your tribe. It's not that they don't trust you.

"Besides, you know they're not reasonable people, so there's no need for them to get hurt again just to keep my secret."

"Why don't we leave together first, leaving an empty village for them to guess for themselves?"

Zhang Ze patted A Li's head, signaling it to protect Sula and her people.

After Ah Li left, Zhang Ze took out a black jade pendant and handed it to Xiao Fu Ji.

"This pendant is a keepsake given to me by Mr. Wei Zhuang. Try using it to see if you can find his whereabouts."

"If we can find him, don't act rashly. What if he shows the same symptoms as Ah Li?"

"Then use those jellyfish! Let him suckle and suckle! Keep him calm, and then wait for you to arrive!"

"Right!"

The little jellyfish swayed its body, and a splashing sound came from inside. It was unclear how many jellyfish it had caught.

After wandering around for a while, Fu Ji suddenly asked, "By the way, are you sure you're okay going alone? Do you want me to pick another little one to go with you?"

Zhang Ze shook his head. "It's alright. The city in the valley is empty right now. Even if there are still black-clad guards left, I can easily handle them all by myself."

After saying that, he gave Fu Ji a thumbs up to indicate that the plan would not change. Then, he transformed into the appearance of the leader of the Pure Deer People, took the jade token, and fled alone towards the Valley City.

After Zhang Ze left, Fu Ji held up [Brother Feng's Black Sword] and [Legendary Uncle's Pendant], gesturing and pondering where to hang the pendant.

However, as they were gesturing, the pendant suddenly floated up on its own and flew to the hilt of the black sword to Little Fu Ji's astonishment.

The added rope pendant vanished, while the pendant itself merged with the hilt of the black sword.

The already sharp but dull black sword became even more profound, like a black dragon transforming into a true dragon.

The black sword floated up gently, its tip pointing directly towards the city in the valley.

Wei Zhuang was there too.
"Yay! We're going the same way as Zhang Ze! Little Jianjian! Let's go!"

The happy Fu Ji retrieved the black sword into her body and carefully hid it. Then, she chased after Zhang Ze's trail and ran towards Valley City.

Valley City.

Inside the highest, most magnificent hall, all was quiet.

The white-clad and black-clad guards who were stationed in this city have long since left.

Now, only a fairy dressed in colorful clothes is playing the zither in the hall.

A flawless white jade sword floated behind her.

(End of this chapter)