Start as a Temple Spirit

The white ghost was pressed to the ground by the black claws and kept twisting, looking extremely creepy.

"Ah" In the night, a ghost howl that ordinary people could not hear echoed, and it stopped abruptly as Heizi pecked at it.

"Having Heizi as the company of the temple spirit is like having wings on a tiger." Yi Jin exclaimed sincerely.

Shang Liangshan laughed when he heard this and said, "Heizi's strength is still a little weak after all. Second Elder, do you know Heizi's origins?"

"I know a little bit. The human-faced owl is the transformed form of a night owl after its death. It feeds on low-level ghosts and is harmless to humans. It is one of the common monsters, which is why it often comes to the Forgotten Land." Yi Jin said as he looked at Heizi who was pecking at a white ghost not far away.

The implication is that if Heizi was not harmless, we would have killed him long ago.

"In that case, Heizi can be considered a beneficial spiritual monster, so there should be someone to train him, right?" Shang Liangshan asked with a creative mind.

"Really." Yi Jin nodded and added: "For communication."

"..." Shang Liangshan and Yibao were speechless for a moment after hearing this. This is because our vision is too narrow.

But then again, the characteristics of the human-faced owl are indeed suitable for communicating in the dark night.

"Ga" Heizi, who had a full meal, flew into the air and turned into a black shadow, landed on Shang Liangshan's shoulder, burped with satisfaction, and smoothed out his non-existent feathers, which made Yi Jin and Yi Bao laugh.

At the village gate illuminated by fire, Shang Liangshan, under the fanatical gaze of the local militia, looked out at the rice fields swaying in the wind at the foot of the mountain and asked about the years he had neglected.

The answer is: March 8888, 3 in the human calendar.

This is the chronology after the unification of the human race, and does not represent the time when human civilization was born in this world.

The village wall was built on the hillside, connecting and embracing the cliff. It was made of round logs and bluestone and yellow earth. It is about three meters wide, four miles long and six meters high, and looks spectacular.

According to Yibao, in order to build this village wall, the entire Forgotten Village, men, women, young and old, all took part in the construction, and it took more than three years to complete.

Outside the village wall, except for the road down the mountain, which is relatively flat, the rest of the terrain is either bumpy or steep and barren.

Compared with the environment in the village, it is completely polarized.

There is a reason for this contrast, and the reason is quarrying.

The stones were used to build the village walls, and the soil was carried back to the village to build farmhouse vegetable gardens, turning the originally barren village into a paradise with the fragrance of flowers and fruits.

Shang Liangshan really admired the hard work that the ancient people put in to build a beautiful home.

On the wall of the village under the cover of night, there was a watchtower every five hundred meters, manned by a group of militiamen. They stood straight in the light of the fire, alert to their surroundings.

(A decimal place has 10 people, and a team has 100 people.)

In addition to the watchtower, there is a brazier every hundred meters along the winding village wall to provide visual illumination.

Looking down from above, Forgotten Township looks like a military camp.

In fact, the Forgotten Township also follows the path of military camp construction. Most of the heads of the family are soldiers, and the environment forces them to do so. Everything is for the sake of having a relatively safe residence.

Shang Liangshan retracted his gaze, looked at Yi Jin and Yi Bao who were accompanying him and asked, "Are there no hunting dogs in the village?"

"Yes, but not many. They have all been taken out for hunting by the hunting team." The leopard replied.

"Speaking of hunting dogs, last year when we were hunting, we captured a litter of blind wolf pups and domesticated them. There were fifteen in total, and twelve survived." Yi Jin paused and pointed to the mountains in the distance and said:

"This time, the third brother and his team went out hunting. In addition to collecting herbs and hunting, their main task was to capture wolf cubs. This is also the reason why the three hunting teams have not returned for more than a month."

"Oh," Shang Liangshan suddenly realized. No wonder the hunting team hadn't come back after so long. Then he thought of the great elder who led the team to trade, so he asked curiously, "Where did the great elder lead the team to trade?"

"Jufeng City is more than a thousand miles away." After Yi Jin finished speaking, he saw Master Miao Ling cast a curious look at him and said in a deep voice, "Jufeng City, as its name suggests, is built on a giant peak plain, covering an area of ​​dozens of miles. There is a strong man in charge, who is said to be an eighth-grade Zhenwu strongman."

"At the beginning of every month, a market is held at the foot of Jufeng City. The nearby villages will send people to bring goods, and merchants from the mainland will also go to purchase goods."

Shang Liangshan pondered after hearing this and said, "To be able to build a city in the Shiwan Mountains, in addition to having strong people in charge, the overall strength should not be underestimated."

"The old man didn't explain it clearly. Jufeng City was built by the Hunter Alliance, so it is very powerful. Plus, they don't interfere in the affairs of the Shill Thousand Mountains, so the sect allowed them to build the city. Otherwise..." Yi Jin said this and didn't say anything else.

He believed that the temple spirit could understand what was hidden behind the scenes.

"Hunter's Alliance? Hunting team organization?" Shang Liangshan asked.

"It is rumored that the Hunter Alliance is formed by dozens of powerful hunting teams, with the aim of rejecting bullying and giving value for money."

"This is a deceptive slogan. Things like rejecting oppression and providing value for money are all bullshit." Yibao was filled with resentment.

Shang Liangshan looked at the remaining gold and gave him a questioning look.

"Alas," Yi Jin sighed and uttered three words: "Ten taxes and three."

"Fuck!" Shang Liangshan cursed. The taxation was too cruel. No wonder Yibao was so resentful.

"It's bad enough that the taxes are heavy, but they also take bribes and extort money. After one trip, the tax is almost 10.4%." Yibao said angrily.

"This is a world where the strong make the rules." Yi Jin shook his head.

"What is the Great Elder leading the team to trade?" Shang Liangshan changed the subject.

"The main items are salt, ore, and Yuanling coins." Yi Jin said this and explained the currency.

The currency in this world is divided into copper coins, silver coins, gold coins, and Yuanling coins.

One hundred units for one, Yuanling coins can undoubtedly be used for cultivation.

"What is the side item of the transaction?" Shang Liangshan asked at the right time.

"The secret manuals of martial arts and spiritual objects that are hard to come by." Yi Jin replied.

"Spiritual object?" Shang Liangshan muttered, looking at the leopard that was at the peak of Qi Refining.

The leopard smiled bitterly and said, "There are spiritual creatures in the village, but they are very ordinary. I want to wait a little longer. If it doesn't work, I will try to hunt monsters and extract their souls to absorb their spirits."

Yi Jin was somewhat helpless about this and said, "Little Leopard is one of the younger generation in Forgotten Village, and has the best talent for cultivation. If he uses ordinary spiritual objects to absorb spirits, it will be a waste."

"So, absorbing the demon soul is the best option. However, it is not easy to hunt and kill powerful demon beasts. We can only wait for the clan leader to come out of seclusion and then make a long-term plan."

"What do you mean by spiritual objects?" Shang Liangshan turned into a curious baby, which was in line with the setting of temple spirits.

"Spiritual tools, spiritual plants, rare treasures." Yi Jin finished speaking, and a golden hammer with golden light appeared in his hand. He said, "Master Temple Spirit, this is the spiritual tool of the old man Na Ling, the Golden Light Hammer."

Shang Liangshan stared at the golden hammer for a long time, but couldn't make out anything. He could only look at Yijin in confusion.