Chapter 1144: Wherever One Goes, the Sun is Beautiful and the Wind is Gentle

"Worth a try!"

Liang Qu clenched his fists, solemnly moved the frosty white long energy out of the "rations" division and into the "functional area."

The mechanism of Heavenly Silkworm Cocoon is "rebounding from the bottom." Theoretically, the harder it is pressed, the harder it will rebound.

The only problem is, how to eliminate the conflicting characteristics of different long energies?

"Find the Time Worm?"

Liang Qu rubbed his chin, a sharp explosion ringing faintly in his ears.

In the past, all kinds of long-breath were in the Ze Ding, and there was no such thing as the Five Difficulties. Using whichever one, stimulating whichever one, did not consume the body, nor did it trigger the problem of long-breath conflict. Ascending to the Perfected Form Realm can fuse nine long-breaths; in essence, it is also the Time Insect weaving them into a "Heavenly Dew."

Heavenly Silkworm Cocoon is not like Heavenly Water Morning Dew. Heavenly Water Morning Dew removes negative states, and enhanced recovery relies entirely on passivity. Heavenly Silkworm Cocoon's rebound from the bottom must be used up. He inevitably worries about conflict here.

The one who tied the bell must untie it.

Although the Time Worm has no way to integrate long energy into the Qi Sea again, in the process of weaving, there should be some kind of "secretion" that can slow down or even offset the conflict.

"Hey, life is unsatisfactory eight or nine times out of ten. How good it would be if Heavenly Silkworm Cocoon could be stuffed in."

Withered Wood Meeting Spring + Heavenly Water Morning Dew + Xuanhuang Harmony as the main, Sun, Ruyi, Time Sequence as the auxiliary.

The growing sun, the gentle moon, the time sequence of the four seasons, the watering of heavenly water, the earth of Xuanhuang, the framework of Ruyi.

It can be called an invincible combination, making the one-time Withered Wood Meeting Spring undergo transformation, turning into a sixty-year regular recovery.

If Heavenly Silkworm Cocoon could be added at that time, it would be a heavenly silkworm lying on the tree. Liang Qu would almost be equivalent to possessing an invincible mechanism of heavy injury and becoming stronger, just thinking about it makes his butt itch, looking like he is about to grow a tail.

"Still need to find a big piece of amber."

His gaze shifted from the frosty white long energy to the brown-yellow long energy.

The five difficulties of eating energy, difficulty in collecting is one of them.

To exchange Tiger Amber long energy for "rations" Xuanhuang, one must find a container to transfer it out.

When stealing... pilfering long energy, a glimpse, it should be pine resin amber plus a complete tiger skin. These two things are not difficult to find in the Southern Frontier. The further south one goes, the more tiger trouble there is.

The old toad took the fat catfish and galloped in the South Sea.

Today's cooperation was a complete success.

The price of treasure hunting is a bit high, but it wins in high safety factor and high precision.

The Nanzhili has many Yao Dragons, has a furnace, and he himself has to take into account the time cost of the Great Shun, the underworld, and the three parties. It is originally tiger-mouth food in the cracks, each taking what they need.

"Third Prince!"

"Here." The little mirage dragon *sou* flew into the camp tent, saluted with a single claw, stretched straight, "Boss, please give orders!"

"Handle this matter, and deliver it to the camp tent before tomorrow morning."

"Obey! Guarantee to complete the task!"

*Xiu! *

The little mirage dragon twisted, turned into a white light and flew out of the military camp, sneaking into the forest to find amber and tiger skin.

Liang Qu supported his knees and stood up.

Stepped out of the big tent, bathing in the sunset.

The sun slowly sank, the sun wheel touching the forest sea.

The forest was pale red, and the daytime dryness gradually faded with the sea breeze.

The gray-brown poisonous snake shrank in the stone and spat out its tongue, the centipede crawled out of the land, and a hundred feet stuck to the rock.

The mantis on the leaves staggered, swaying, falling into the puddle, soaking in sewage for a while, two iron wire worms tore open the insect belly, entangled, and squeezed out.

In the ears were noisy wing-flapping sounds and the low hum of mosquitoes. Black flying insects were dense and dense. Looking at the sky, at first glance, they actually looked like pixels in old photos.

So many mosquitoes?

He narrowed his eyes.

*Pa! *

With a pinch of his index finger, the mosquito wings were clamped, struggling at the fingertips.

Southern Frontier.

Kingdom of snakes, insects, rats, and ants.

Great prosperity of life.

The Nanhai Commandery Prince's Mansion has its own insect repellent means, and the Creation Treasure Ship is not something ordinary mosquitoes can approach.

In the soul state, there was no feeling. This was Liang Qu's first time facing this biological "prosperity."

As soon as a person came out of the house, mosquitoes found attachment points, hitting the face, hitting the arm.

The impact was full, like peeling off flesh, standing bloody and naked on the open wilderness, the long wind blowing, cold and hot, swollen and bloated.

Reaching out his hand, in just a few breaths, more than a dozen mosquitoes fell on the blue sleeves of Long Lingxiao, each the size of a fingernail, with white spots.

They extended sharp and long mouthparts, but couldn't pierce the skin no matter what.

One batch flew away, another batch came, there were always some.

A grasp with empty hands, pinching several to death.

*Hua. *

Liang Qu flicked his fingers, the gang wind swept across, and a crescent moon without "pixels" was cleared in the sky, but it was soon filled up, without any difference.

Repeated three times, except for a layer of small insect corpses on the ground, there was no change.

"My Lord, it's useless." The camp-guarding guard spoke up to dissuade, "The mosquitoes in the One Hundred Thousand Great Mountains are like this. Beat one batch to death, another batch comes, endless, and there are even Southern Frontier Gu master means, divine abilities, deliberately driven over, herbal medicine is useless, never get peace.

If it could be removed, Halong Bay has over a hundred Grandmasters, and other places add up to over three hundred, they would never be left until now. Fortunately, they are mostly ordinary mosquitoes, can't pierce us. If you feel noisy, I will send someone to use *huoxiang* and mugwort to roast your big tent? There won't be many at night."

Liang Qu looked at the guard.

The guard thought he said the wrong thing and was about to bow and apologize.

"Since insects will die, how can they be endless?"

The guard was dumbfounded, not knowing how to answer. Endless is naturally endless. After thinking about it, he tried to answer: "Small one heard that a mosquito can give birth to thousands of small mosquitoes, maybe that's why they are endless, don't know if it's right or not?"

No reply.

Thinking of Long Yao and Long Li who were always complaining in his ears, saying that they might have inhaled mayflies, full of insects, running to the Southern Frontier to suffer, Liang Qu rubbed his fingertips, crushing the flying mosquitoes.

Looking up at the sky.

"Rained yesterday?"

"Yes, it rained yesterday and the day before yesterday. There shouldn't be any rain in these two days."

"Go tell the Great General, Marquis of Changhe, that it will rain in a moment. No matter what the situation, don't panic, it's not an enemy attack."

"Rain...?" The guard couldn't help but look up at the residual clouds. It wasn't fish scales, not sheep, and the air wasn't stuffy. Except for breathing hard and easily inhaling mosquitoes, it didn't look like it was going to rain tonight at all.

"Go!"

"Yes!"

The guard closed his feet together.

Military personnel are efficient. About twenty breaths, two minutes, Liang Qu saw soldiers notifying in all directions, feeling it was about the same.

"*Hua. *"

The leaves rustled.

Thousands of treetops swayed with the wind, forming layered waves, bringing coolness.

The wind started.

The guard who followed the instructions stood still, staring at the sky.

The orange-red sunset turned sharply downward, the sunlight was blocked by dark clouds, the pale red forest sea turned gray-brown, revealing a faint yellow light, and the smell of damp earth oil rose in the air.

*Pa-ta pa-ta. *

Bean-sized raindrops fell, seeping into the ground.

The snake shrank back into the cave, the centipede crawled back into the ground crack.

Really rained?

This...

The guard looked at Liang Qu in disbelief at this ability to call wind and rain, simply like the Dragon King, but soon, he realized something was wrong.

Water droplets fell on the leaves, revealing a trace of scarlet.

He reached out his hand, red blood water gathered in his palm along his fingers, his pupils dilated.

No.

Not rain.

Blood.

It's blood.

Blood rain!

White light flashed.

*Boom-long-long. *

The smell of damp earth oil grew stronger.

The rainstorm became a curtain, mosquitoes fell like wheat being cut.

No longer need to worry about inhaling mosquitoes between breaths. The soldiers were panicked at first, but soon remembered the warning not to panic, stopped one after another, took off their helmets, and looked up at the sky.

Blood water fell on their cheeks.

Reaching out to touch, the skin felt like it was smeared with chili, a bit hot, but without much impact.

What a fierce rain!

Observing carefully, the mosquitoes didn't even touch the raindrops, just brushed past, and fell to the ground, lifeless.

However, good times didn't last long. The mosquitoes followed their instincts, hiding in the tree crowns where the rain couldn't reach.

Seeing this scene, the excited guard gradually dissipated his emotions, not without regret.

Sure enough, it was a flash in the pan, treating the symptoms but not the root cause.

How many years, how many Grandmasters, how many herbal medicines, all had no way.

This is the mosquito.

Seemingly inconspicuous, but has the strongest vitality, will find a way out no matter what, even a world-famous hero like the Marquis of Baron Xingyi can't help it.

But soon, the guard realized he was wrong.

On the open space in the center of the camp, Liang Qu quietly bathed in the blood rain, the red mist under his feet surged violently, spreading fiercely, sticking to the ground, sticking to the tents, sticking to the leaves, seeping into those strands that couldn't be reached before!

Tree crowns, ground cracks, rocks, wherever the eye could see, wherever it reached, red mist filled the air.

Five *li*, ten *li*, twenty *li*, fifty *li*... one hundred *li*!

Half of the eastern Halong Bay, mosquitoes died in groups!

Across the Red River.

Southern Frontier Gu masters rushed out of the village, looking at the red mist covering the sky and earth, rising and surging, stunned.

"What's going on?"

"What rain is this? What mist is this?"

"Mayflies, why did my mayflies die? I can't perceive them!"

"Who, who did it? What divine ability is this? How can the range be so huge!"

"The Great Shun actually has such a divine ability."

For a full quarter of an hour, the ground and the pond were covered with a thick layer of mosquito corpses and flying insects, and even centipedes were somewhat twisted and listless.

In the camp tent, the soldiers breathed greedily, fresh, clean, not finding half a flying mosquito!

Liang Qu exhaled a breath, like a wild wind in the sky, blowing away the dark clouds, revealing a gap.

*Hua. *

The heavy rain stopped instantly.

The sky that was originally like pixels was clear and transparent, and the yellow residual sun covered the sky and earth.

The blood mist in the rain had not stopped surging, taking the Red River in the center of Halong Bay as the boundary, surrounding a radius of fifty *li*, killing all mosquitoes and insects, blocking it into a "sky curtain."

A "clean zone" that has never appeared in the Southern Frontier for thousands of years!

"Comfortable."

The rainwater washed the leaves, and the plant fragrance that burst out was incomparably refreshing.

Liang Qu looked at the pale pink puddle on the side. There was originally a dead mantis and two iron wire worms, but now the iron wire worms had no reaction, dead and couldn't be deader.

The weakened version of 【Blood Rain】 combined with Tian Wu Fog Control, penetrating everywhere!

Large insects like centipedes and cicadas were at most uncomfortable.

But flying mosquitoes, flying insects, parasites, and insect eggs.

Enough to die suddenly!

Dozens of *li*, even if mosquitoes from other places want to fly over to fill the vacancy, they have to fly for a while. Not to mention he left a twenty-meter fog wall, basically no natural mosquitoes will cross this high wall, unless it is "unnatural."

The soldiers reached out their hands.

Clean air, clean hands.

Controlling the humidity around, without mosquitoes, plus the coolness of the night wind, in the season that should be winter, running to the One Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, it was unexpectedly comfortable.

Such a scene, Southern Frontier Dashan, never seen since ancient times!

Long Yao and Long Li, who were hiding in the camp tent, pulled the curtain, squeezed their heads out one by one, watched for a long time, sniffed around, smiled, and gave Liang Qu a thumbs up.

Liang Qu laughed, patted their heads, pressed them into the tent, and turned to look at the guard.

"Let's go."

The guard was stunned first, then bowed excitedly.

"Yes!"

Soldiers were in awe, the forest had no insect chirping.

Wherever one goes, it is quiet.

The guard walked two steps ahead, lifted the curtain first, bringing out the cold wind of the ice platform in the tent.

"Marquis of Baron Xingyi, please!"

Main general camp, a big pillar stood tall, the diameter inside the tent was a shocking fifty meters, two thousand square meters, wide and incomparable. In the center was a large sand table, and Grandmasters arrived one after another, most of them supporters from Pingyang. Only they didn't have mayflies gathered in their bodies and were controlled by the Southern Frontier.

Lifted his feet and stepped in.

The seated Grandmasters turned their heads, all stood up, paying attention. Those sitting in the middle all moved aside, moved the stools, and made way.

No flattery, no exclamation, only the warmest welcome.

"Marquis of Baron Xingyi!"

"Mm."

"Marquis of Baron Xingyi!"

"Good."

"Not cold, not dry, no mosquitoes, no insects. From today on, the Nanzhili is not as comfortable as the Southern Frontier."

"As long as it's useful."

"This kid, getting more and more exaggerated..."

Xu Yuelong, who was in his seat, pondered secretly.

He had never seen a Perfected Form Jiang Zongshi with so many means.

The clouds and rain covering a hundred *li*, is it really what 【Yuan Liu】 long energy can do?

Simply no different from a divine ability.

No.

Ordinary divine abilities can't do it!

Nodding to the left and right, Liang Qu walked through the crowd, faced the sand table, and stood in front of people.

"Marquis of Baron Xingyi."

"Marquis of Changhe."

"I have guarded the Southern Frontier for over thirty years, and I have never breathed so smoothly and been so quiet in my ears as today."

The main general of Halong Bay, Marquis of Changhe, Xu Haitao, sighed infinitely.

"Just arrived, can only kill some mosquitoes, can't do anything big besides that."

"Enough! Many Grandmasters couldn't stand this weather. Without the disturbance of mosquitoes, morale will surely go a step further! Furthermore, the article at noon, I read it word by word three times before the meal, it is truly a profound insight, a profound insight!"

Unlike He Ningyuan of the Northern Court who was capable, Xu Haitao was "thick" in figure, his hair was not taken care of, rushing up like a hedgehog, smiling all over his face. In terms of image, he was more kind. He was over one hundred and fifty years old, and his realm was also standing at the peak of Perfected Form, a heaven-man unity, reaching the sky and cutting the earth.

"General, everyone is here." The close guard reminded.

Xu Haitao suddenly beckoned: "Talking too much, sit down quickly. Let the Marquis of Baron Xingyi look at today's plan, see if there are any omissions, adjust as soon as possible. The Southern Frontier has the energy of our Great Shun, and our Great Shun also has the energy of the Southern Frontier. The original south of Qinzhou is this place, there are Southern Frontier Grandmasters..."

"I don't understand military strategy." Liang Qu didn't look at the map. "Leave the most difficult place to me."

Imperial Capital.

The cold wind was biting, commoners gathered around the stove to keep warm, shivering.

The pages turned, notes and red marks.

This year's mess in the Southern Frontier had not been cleaned up, and the Northern Court began to stir.

The only good news actually came from the Great Snow Mountain!

The Drought Demon position fruit, which was thought to be extremely difficult to handle, was actually picked away by Liang Qu silently!

Thinking of Liang Qu going to the Southern Frontier...

"Obtain the Drought Demon fruit, induce the Southern Frontier Mountain Snake God to take it, water and drought clash, and the pseudo-dragon method can be made to fail. Taking advantage of its weakness, burn and kill it. Not only will it destroy its prestige, but it will also obtain the Green Maiden. Killing two birds with one stone, if you can do this, this middle position fruit will be yours..."

The Holy Emperor naturally didn't forget what he said.

At that time, expectation was greater than anticipation, encouragement was more than warning...

"November 26, Marquis of Baron Xingyi sought me... The matter was urgent, and in less than three days, after weighing the pros and cons, I thought it might be worth a risk, so I agreed..." In the main hall, Ling Xuan spoke eloquently, telling the whole story, which was not much different from the content of the pages, except for the place about the White Ape.

"Hard work for Ling Qing to suffer in the Great Snow Mountain..."

The Holy Emperor paused.

Ling Xuan opened his mouth to answer: "Six years."

"."

"Your Majesty!" Ling Xuan's heart tightened. "Is it a case investigation? Forgive me for speaking bluntly, dealing with dark stakes is really not what I am good at."

It was fine with Jian Zhongyi, at least working honestly. Since the second half of the year, it was changed to Liang Qu's wife, which was simply torture.

The feeling of finding a dark stake, the group of people having no way, only able to wait bitterly for the years, wasting life waiting for people, he didn't want to experience it again.

The Holy Emperor laughed loudly: "Rest assured, it is a case investigation! It just so happens that Liang Qing's Dragon Blood Horse arrived in the capital today, so you ride his horse..."

Liang Qu again?

Ling Xuan refused internally. He admired Liang Qu's talent, but he didn't dare to compliment his way of doing things.

Think about it.

"Your Majesty, is it the Southern Frontier?"

"Not bad. Qinzhou fell, the Prefect defected to the enemy. I have to trouble Ling Qing to find out the truth. Later, you go to the Qintian Bureau yourself and take a file."

Qinzhou fell?

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 1145 =====