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Chapter 105 The Three Imperial Clans in a One-Man World (Dense Fog)

The next day, Guan Shihua, who had a bigger head, happily took Russell to Xiulin Qianshan.

From a mental state point of view, it doesn't look like he was being punished at all.

"Brother, we've arrived." Guan Shihua's cheeks were a little swollen and she spoke in a milky voice.

"You go in, I'll wait outside. Uncle Hu is angry, and I don't want to get into trouble with him."

Russell nodded, put down the little fox, and followed it into the mountains.

Xiulin Qianshan is like a landscape painting with ink splashed on it, with a burning smell permeating everywhere.

With every step he took, there was the sound of coke breaking.

The little fox drooped its tail and wailed "Wooooooooo" from time to time.

The vegetation has turned into scorched earth, with only centuries-old and thousand-year-old trees standing in place.

Their torsos have turned into black charcoal from the inside to the outside, and when the wind blows, the carbon ash will fall.

They are like warriors who died standing one by one, their lives frozen on the ground they stood on, without taking a step back.

Russell sighed and walked on.

He could feel that there was vigorous vitality accumulating under the soil of this land.

As long as the time comes, this beautiful mountain forest will grow again.

The little fox turned around and came to a deep stream.

It slid down a green vine that was as thick as a bowl, and after a dozen or so breaths, the sound of "chirp" came from below.

Russell looked down and jumped down.

Spreading the paper wings behind him, he glides down the green vine that the little fox is holding on to.

The cliffs are covered with fresh moss, and except for vines, there are no branches extending out.

Moreover, the cliffs are as smooth as a mirror, and there are no holes for humans to climb.

If someone falls from above, the martial arts secret book will definitely be gone, but it will be 100% possible to learn Mahayana Buddhism.

The little fox tilted his head, looking cutely at Russell who flew down.

It didn't wake up until he landed.

Then he screamed "chirp" and kept pointing his front paws at the wings behind Russell.

The big eyes were full of longing.

Russell smiled hoarsely and touched its head, "No problem, I'll take you flying when I go out."

The little fox turned somersaults happily, and then walked into a hole impatiently.

He kept urging, for fear that Russell would waste time.

It was very quiet inside the cave, with "chirping" sounds coming from time to time.

The little fox answered one by one.

There were a few pairs of emerald-like eyes shining, and they followed Russell cautiously.

Nearly 200 meters into the cave, sporadic torches began to stick to the cave wall.

The foxes following Russell showed their figures, red, gray, and white, and they were bigger than the little fox.

"Oh, don't fight, uncle, I was wrong, don't fight."

The voice was somewhat familiar, and Russell continued to walk in, and saw a white fox beating a weasel with a half-meter-long bong.

Standing on two hind legs, the white fox is half the height of a person, with grass, vines and wooden boards tied to its chest.

Its beard is very long, like an old man, hanging down to the mouth.

The weasel lay on the ground, three inches longer than the white fox, the yellow hair on its buttocks was beaten all over the floor, and its red buttocks were sporadically exposed.

"Uncle Hu, Uncle Hu, we really don't dare to do that anymore."

"Hmph!" The white fox was merciless, continuing to swing the pipe, "Don't you dare?"

"Huang Xiaoer, there is a wrong name, but not a wrong nickname."

"Huang Tian'ao, the proud god wolf, is very majestic." Uncle Hu's beard curled up, "This kid Huniu is also a loser."

"I'm not very good at studying, but I got fucked by a kid like you. If she comes, I'll beat her up too."

Huang Tianao was about to beg for mercy again, when he suddenly saw two familiar figures walking over from the corner of his eye.

Oh my god, why is this grandpa here?

He didn't cry out that it hurt anymore. He dug his claws into the hole and buried his head in it, with his butt sticking out.

The little fox didn't realize that the weasel was an acquaintance, but Russell pretended not to see it, cupped his hands at Uncle Hu, and walked over directly.

"Huang Xiaoer, is that Boss Luo you mentioned just now?"

Uncle Hu stopped beating Huang Tianao and waited for Russell to go away before sitting on a stone.

Huang Tianao pulled out his head, raised an open flame with his paw flatteringly, and lit the bong for Uncle Hu.

"Yes, that is the master."

After Huang Tianao finished speaking, he glanced at the place where Russell left, fearing that he would come back.

"Are you also afraid? It's rare." Uncle Hu took a few sips, narrowed his eyes, and exhaled the smoke, "You are so young, you have such a level of cultivation..."

His eyes were wandering, and after a while, he sighed and said:

"Man is indeed the primate of all things, the beloved of heaven..."

Russell met the legendary Mr. Hu.

He was wearing a Confucian uniform, only the head looked like a fox, and the body below the neck was human.

"Boss Ronaldinho, I'm Hu Laosan, it's a pleasure to meet you." The Hu Family Immortal was in charge of Master Hu San. Hu Laosan stood up and saluted with clasped fists.

His words are clear and round, and he has the charm of having read poetry and books.

"Junior Russell, meet Senior Hu." Russell returned the greeting, his expression was natural, just like an ordinary person.

Hu Laosan smiled imperceptibly, and became more close to Russell in his heart.

In the Central Plains, and even in the South, most cultivators have always looked down upon aliens.

Those who can call them immortals and spirits can only be found in the black land and a few areas.

The main reason is that it is difficult for aliens to practice. Even Hu Laosan, the master of the Hu Family Immortal, has never transformed into a human body after practicing for hundreds of years.

The high mana is very high, but it is a short way without attaining the Tao, and it is not recognized by many Buddhists and Taoists.

Russell behaved normally, neither humble nor overbearing, which made Hu Laosan feel like a spring breeze.

The two chatted, and the atmosphere was very good.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Hu Laosan took the initiative and asked: "Boss Ronaldinho, Xiao Liao has told me everything."

He couldn't help but feel a little nervous, "Is there really a chance for me to wait for the alien to be born in the Southwest?"

It is difficult for aliens to practice, the difficulty is that they have few resources for cultivation, most of the resources are occupied by aliens, they can only pick up what is left by aliens.

If it weren't for the practice of shamanism in the black land and some areas, it's really hard to say whether their Five Immortals family can stay.

What Russell brought was an opportunity for them to come out and share their cultivation resources with others.

Even if it's just a corner of the southwest, this is an unprecedented change in the situation of alien life in this world for thousands of years.

Although Hu Laosan was in a good state of mind, it was difficult to maintain peace of mind when it came to matters involving himself and the path of his species.

Russell nodded affirmatively, reached out and took out a red scroll.

After unfolding, the scroll has the characters "Hu", "Liu", "White", "Yellow" and "Gray" written on it.

He stretched out his hand to pat the word "Hu", a blue light flashed, and a huge scroll one foot high and six feet thick floated in the air.

The moment Hu Laosan saw the scroll, his mind was shocked, and visions appeared in his eyes.

Five little fairies and a group of little dolls play with each other. They grow up together and learn from each other.

You can use fire, water, and earth spells, and some can also use thunder spells!

Although these illusions were only fleeting, they shocked Hu Laosan.

Heaven expresses it!

Hu Laosan opened his eyes wide, looking at the huge scroll floating in front of him without blinking, his heart was surging.

"Boss Luo, what do we need to pay?"

Russell smiled slightly and unfolded the huge scroll, "It can be signed with up to 360 names of five immortal families."

"Every immortal family needs to get along with the contractor equally, help and benefit each other, and must not plot or harm each other."

"This is the most basic and important requirement of this psychic contract."

In the blank space of the scroll, there was a long paragraph of "Both parties to the contract should..." Looking at Hu Laosan, he was a little dizzy.

But after reading it carefully, it seems that the word "fair" is written between the lines.

"Senior Hu, although my Tang Sect is not as good as the famous sects in the Inhuman Realm, there are still some training resources that should be available."

Hu Laosan gave a wry smile, and then bowed his hand to Russell with a grateful look on his face, "Boss Luo is so humble, I signed this contract."

Their Immortal family was in a difficult situation, especially the Hu family, which suffered heavy losses in Xiulin Qianshan.

As long as help comes, they have no choice.

What's more, the Tang Sect is not a small sect, and its inheritance is quite long.

This deal is not a loss!

(End of this chapter)