The common people looked around and laughed out loud at the miracle on the nearby branches.

One man couldn't help but sigh: "Oh my God! I knew the little national master was amazing. Fortunately, he moved to Daxia with his family. Haha, next year will definitely be a good year for harvest. Thank you, little national master."

Another person said, "What's the saying? The early bird catches the worm. You made the decision early, and it's a good time."

When the man heard someone start talking, he immediately became interested in chatting, and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes. Before, I envied Daxia's Spring Festival, where patients in Daxia could be cured, so I sold all my family's belongings, donated a lot of money to the Daxia government, and bought houses and fields before I successfully settled in Daxia. Hahaha, now it seems that I really made a profit. This time it's not just for curing diseases. Of course, I didn't say that the last Spring Festival was not good for curing diseases. This time it's also good for people like us who are already strong. I feel that my strength has increased a lot, and I can lift one or two people..."

The two Xia Guos nearby also said, "Haha, I also feel like I've become stronger!"

At this moment, the scholar from Chu State looked down at his still powerless arms. He then looked at the bright flowers around him that were totally out of place in winter. Although he was shocked, he still said stubbornly, "Impossible, that's a bit exaggerated. Why don't I feel any strength?"

The man who moved his family to Daxia glanced at the scholar and said, "You are not from Daxia."

The scholar from Chu State was stunned.

The man enthusiastically explained, "It's normal that there is no change for those who are not from Daxia. I cried and begged for spring rain to cure my illness before, but it was useless. If you are not from Daxia, you can't enjoy the benefits. So later many people begged to join Daxia. But Daxia only allowed a small number of people to join."

The Chu State scholar was surprised: "Is it really that amazing?"

He didn't expect that his sigh would actually cause many Daxia people to respond, "It's really amazing." And some foreigners who successfully joined Daxia were grateful that although they missed the Spring Festival, it was great to catch up with the year-end blessing!

The scholars from Chu State were more shocked the more they listened.

At this time, the person who had spoken to him before came over, made a money gesture with his hand, and then whispered: "It is very difficult to get a household registration in Xia Country. I can help you with some money. Do you want it?"

The scholar from Chu State was also tempted, but still hesitant and reluctant.

Until he saw his very weak friend suddenly picked up a full wine jar with both hands.

Scholars from Chu: ...

He suddenly avoided the familiar people around him, approached the man, and whispered: "Excuse me, what are the requirements for joining Daxia?"

……

At this time, the altar in front of the palace.

The Chu spies who wanted to cause chaos, as well as the sorcerers from southern Xinjiang, knelt on the ground with the common people, their expressions becoming increasingly ugly.

At this time, a man with a pale face approached the young man from a foreign land and whispered, "Holy Son, are you going to launch an attack on General Wu Yi again?"

The Holy Son of Wu Gu was staring at Yuan Ruan who was high up. After hearing this, he replied with interest: "Why? Do you regret it?"

The man shook his head repeatedly: "No, no." He was just afraid. Of course, he swallowed the words and continued, "Then, then start now?"

The Holy Son of Witchcraft nodded indifferently.

After a moment, Wu Yi was still standing there without any movement.

The Holy Son of Wu Gu turned around and asked, "Regret? Or are you afraid?"

The man's face turned green, and cold sweat broke out on his head: "No, I urged the insect to attack, but General Wu Yi didn't react at all."

The Holy Son of Wu Gu narrowed his eyes and said, "There is only one possibility. The Gu worm was discovered and eliminated in advance."

The man's face turned even paler.

At this time, another man with a dark complexion, carefully avoided the pious Daxia people, knelt down and came over, whispering: "Holy Son, these poisonous insects can't be controlled."

The Holy Son of Wu Gu turned around and said, "Can't control it? Could it be that the Great Xia State Master can really control the Gu insects to attack their masters?"

"No, no. It's not a backlash. It's like these poisonous insects have entered the mating period." The man was anxious and took a deep breath. "They started to kill each other and devour each other's bodies. It seems that they all want to mate in the best condition..."

The Holy Son of Witchcraft frowned and took out a copper pot with incense.

Soon, centipedes, scorpions and other poisonous insects came out of the mouth, back and ears of the man who had just spoken, and quickly crawled into the incense copper pot. Soon, the man's expression, which had turned blue, eased.

The Saint of Witchcraft and Gu looked down at the copper pot and discovered that even in this top-grade aphrodisiac incense, the poisonous insects were fighting to the death.

The man with a pale face could not help but say, "Sir Saint Son, could that state teacher be the child of another Saintess from Southern Border who escaped secretly? Only when the Saintess is refining the Ten Thousand Poison Gu King can she mix the spices that make the Gu worms kill each other. Now the Gu worms are all killing each other. It really looks like a selection..."

"Shut up!" The face of the Saint of Witchcraft suddenly darkened.

The man seemed to have thought of something and immediately stopped talking.

The Holy Son of Wu Gu stared at the copper pot with a lavender fragrance in silence for a while. After a while, he looked at the faces of the Wu Gu masters in the southern border in front of him and found that each of them had wide purple stripes on their faces.

The Holy Son of Witchcraft was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, he said slowly: "These poisonous insects are indeed competing for mates."

After a pause, the Holy Son of Wu Gu said in a puzzled voice, "It's just a little strange. How come these Gu insects are in heat in the middle of winter... That's all, it doesn't matter. Anyway, these Gu insects are blindly fighting for mates. Once there is only one left and can't find a mate to mate, they will self-mutilate. The venom of the poison will most likely kill the tribe members."

The man gasped and said in panic: "Holy Son, we need to bring our people out quickly so that you can use the Holy King Gu Box to help draw the Gu out of their bodies."

The Holy Son of Witchcraft and Gu took another look at Yuan Ruan on the high platform, pinched the golden and somewhat restless Gu King in his palm, and said "hmm".

The waiter whispered, "Sir Saint, I will go look for my clan members now."

As he squeezed out, he was wailing in his heart, how could such an outrageous thing happen! He was so excited to bring the poisonous insects to wash away the shame of the past, but before the national teacher even showed up, and before the fight even started, the people of Southern Xinjiang and the poisonous insects were about to be wiped out!

Is Daxia blessed by God? ! It was too easy to win.

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