Chu Tian stood under the ancient pine tree, looking at the Mingjiao clan's lair that was getting lower and lower above his head.
A total of thirty-six huge nests of the Mingjiao clan fell slowly, and their landing position was just above Canglan Mountain. When the nest was less than a thousand miles away from the ground, the thirty-six nests spread out in all directions, and countless warriors from the Nether Horn clan also flew away with the nests.
A warrior with a strong aura exuding from his whole body, covered in black cuticle-like armor, and with sharp black horns sprouting from important joints of his body, fell straight down from the sky with a low and sinister smile.
Chu Tian's heart moved slightly, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of Star Lord flags on the four flag gates guarding the valley in the southeast and northwest flashed and disappeared at the same time. He took the initiative to remove the defensive formations in the valley, leaving only four flags to declare his identity. The archway remains in the air.
The Dark Horn warrior punched out, and an archway was shattered into pieces. Countless gems and jade embedded in the archway turned into dots of colored light and flew far away.
With a loud "boom", the Nether Horn warrior, who was three feet away, landed heavily in front of Chu Tian and others. He lowered his head slightly and looked down at Chu Tian and others. He muttered in a low voice: "Who is the master here? You How big is your territory?"
The hearts of Chu Tian and others sank slightly. Chu Tian took two steps forward and said in a deep voice: "I, the Bagua Master, am the owner of the Bagua Valley. This valley stretches for three thousand miles and is the gate of my mountain. Jurisdiction."
"Three thousand miles?" The Mingjiao warrior nodded, and slapped a piece of tissue paper on Chu Tian's face very roughly: "Three thousand miles can only be regarded as a fraction, let's consider it ten thousand miles. Bagua Zhenren , your Bagua Valley owns thousands of miles of mountains. From now on, every hundred years, pay tribute to our Mingjiao clan according to the numbers above!"
Chu Tian pulled off the tissue paper with a sullen face and quickly glanced at the writing on it.
Wisps of black flames flickered on the thin paper, and the words "Bagua Zhenren ruled the Bagua Valley and supported the land for thousands of miles" were clearly outlined. In addition, Chutian's true form also clearly appeared on the paper. Picture and shadow.
Underneath the true form image, there is a densely packed large area of text, including tens of thousands of top-grade spiritual crystals, tens of thousands of top-grade spiritual crystals, hundreds of millions of kilograms of ordinary gold, silver, copper and iron, and precious black iron and wind copper. How many billions of kilograms are there, how many billions of kilograms of rare black gold and fire copper, how many tens of thousands of kilograms of various rare mineral deposits that can be called genius treasures, etc.
It is also specifically stated that if the rare minerals cannot be collected in full, one kilogram of rare minerals can be converted into how many top-quality and high-grade spiritual crystals can be redeemed, etc.
The last line on the thin paper was a piece of bloody handwriting - tribute is paid once every hundred years. If the best spiritual crystals and high-grade spiritual crystals cannot be collected, the flesh and blood essence of monks and common people can be used to pay.
On the back of the newspaper, there is a record of an evil secret method that condenses the flesh and blood essence of monks and common people into flesh and blood crystal beads.
"Pay tribute?" Chu Tian looked at the Hades warrior in front of him in confusion.
"The Great Emperor of the West will transfer the control of Wuliang Mountain to my Mingjiao clan for ten thousand years! Within ten thousand years, you will be the slaves of my Mingjiao clan. You will mine ore for us and keep you safe!" Mingjiao! The soldier grinned, pointed at Chu Tian and said: "Of course, the life span of you casual cultivators is not that long, ten thousand years... Hey, you can ascend, but you can only ascend to the territory of the Western Heaven Emperor anyway."
He leaned down suddenly, stared at Chu Tian and said fiercely: "According to the agreement between the Great Master and the Western Heaven Emperor, even if you ascend to the Western Heaven, you must come back and mine for us obediently!"
He punched Chu Tian's chest several times with his fingers, and the Dark Horn warrior shouted sternly: "Do you have any objections? Huh? You can try to resist... Hehe, I haven't tasted the flesh and blood of a monk for many years. It tastes good.”
With a strange look, the Dark Horn warrior pointed at Lan Leng and sneered: "Especially the flesh and blood of female monks, it is particularly sweet and fragrant... Do you have any dissatisfaction? Do you want to resist? Hey, hey hey... You are from Bagua Valley. people?"
Huang Yeweng, Bai Zhuzi and Lan Lengzhu shook their heads subconsciously.
The Mingjiao warrior suddenly laughed. He took out three other pieces of tissue paper and smiled at Huang Yeweng and the other three. Just pay tribute."
Huang Yeweng and the others hesitated for a moment. Hundreds of thousands of miles away, a red light flashed on the surface of a Hades nest that was slowly flying over. A red light beam as thick as a hundred miles roared down, accompanied by a mountain range of tens of thousands of miles. The earth-shattering loud noise disappeared without a trace, and waves of scorching and terrifying aura continued to roll in, causing Chutian's three archways suspended above the valley to shake crazily.
"That's... the Golden Wing Gate... the Golden Wing Gate, it's over!" Huang Yeweng's body trembled suddenly, and they groaned subconsciously.
Chu Tian's expression also changed slightly. The Golden Wing Sect is a very powerful sect within a million miles of Canglan Mountain. It has tens of thousands of disciples and several seniors who have ascended. Served in the Western Heavenly Court.
But the Golden Wing Sect was wiped out instantly by the Nether Horn Clan.
Obviously, the Mingjiao clan is killing a chicken to show the monkey. The Golden Wing Sect is the chicken, and Chutian and the others have become monkeys!
Huang Yeweng and others obediently reported their names and the area controlled by the mountain gate. The Mingjiao tribesmen were quite professional and asked Huang Yeweng and others to lead the way and rushed to their mountain gates to identify the locations of their mountain gates one by one.
Unsurprisingly, Huang Yeweng's mountain gates were only a few thousand miles in size, but they were all registered as Wanli Mountain Gates by the Mingjiao tribe.
Seeing Huang Yeweng and others leaving in a hurry, Chu Tian couldn't help but shake his head while holding the tissue paper in his hand. The amount of various minerals recorded on it is extremely huge and astonishing. If the requirements of these Mingjiao people are followed, Chutian, a master of cultivation, must continue to mine day and night, in order to pay tribute on time and in a hundred years.
But Chu Tian, a master of cultivation, who would go mining
Even in Heaven, most of the miners are ordinary people, with occasionally some low-level monks mixed in. In order to satisfy the tribute list listed by these Hellhorn tribesmen, God knows how many miners would have to work overtime day and night!
"You ran far enough, and you actually found such a good place to hide." An indistinguishable voice came from behind Chu Tian suddenly.
Chu Tian woke up suddenly and turned around, only to see the green shadow that had saved him from the general that day, standing behind him. A hazy blue mist surrounded his figure, and no matter how hard Chu Tian tried, he could not clearly see his appearance and figure.
"Senior!" Chu Tian hurriedly and respectfully saluted the cyan figure with fists in his hands.
"That's all!" The cyan figure said in a low voice: "You can call me Qing Yi. I'm not a senior, so don't call me that old monster. I'm here to get back the life you owed me last time. Are you willing to repay this favor?"