There are palaces and pavilions filled with mist, rare birds hovering high in the sky, and strange beasts lingering on the ground. Although it is just a small mine supervisor's office in the western heaven, all the buildings and furnishings are considered extravagant, and every brick and tile would be worthy of being placed on earth. Treasure.
Teams of heavenly soldiers flapped their black wings and were suspended in the air. These heavenly soldiers with a pair of wings on their backs were regarded as the lowest level of the heavenly soldiers. Their faces were expressionless and their eyes were dull. They were clearly like artificial puppets and had no breath. Strong, comparable to the level of possessing the power of a calamity.
However, the heavenly soldiers with the power of a calamity have already suppressed the sect members and senior officials present. The aura emitted by tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers is like a tsunami, sweeping in waves, forcing the monks present to look pale. It was so bleak that his body couldn't help but tremble.
Not to mention that a nest of the Nether Horn clan was suspended directly in the sky above the Canglan Mountain Mine Supervisory Office. Hundreds of Nether Horn warriors with terrifying auras stood condescendingly high in the sky, overlooking the countless monks below with arrogance.
In the Wuliang Mountains, Canglan Mountain is also a very important mountain system, so the Mingjiao clan also specially transferred a nest to sit there to intimidate all the monks who pay tribute.
"A cannon to kill mosquitoes!" Chu Tian looked at the nest that exuded a sinister evil atmosphere and curled his lips with a sneer.
Such a dark horn lair with a diameter of more than 100,000 miles is enough to stir up chaos in a world like the Tianlu world. There is probably not even a master in the "realm of heaven and man" in the sect in Canglan Mountain. Where can I find it? Need to set up such a scene
What a bad taste, these guys from the Nether Horn Clan are really showing off their power a little too much!
There is no need for them to come forward at all. Those lowest-level heavenly soldiers with the weakest strength are enough to sweep away many monks present. How can these monks afford to make a splash
Or is this formation not just for these monks to see
By showing up with such a big fanfare, these Nether Horn tribesmen are probably demonstrating to some people in Heaven? Western heaven? Southern heaven? It's quite interesting.
In front of a main hall in the middle of the Mine Supervisor Yamen, a hundred papers were placed on the huge square. One hundred clerks from the Mine Supervisor Yamen sat behind the papers, looking at the people slowly gathering with expressionless faces. Countless monks.
At first, it was the representatives of the sects. According to the power of the sect, each sect representative walked forward with a gloomy face and reported the sect affiliation of his family background. The clerk searched for them in the thick case files. According to the amount of tribute that the sect should pay, the sect representative handed each of the super large-capacity bracelets or other storage instruments to the clerk.
These small officials are holding those huge-capacity storage instruments, and it often takes them a quarter of an hour to count the resources stored in them. Once the count was correct, these clerks said "OK" indifferently, and casually stamped a stamp on the back of a certain sect on the file, which proved that this sect had completed its first hundred years of paying tribute.
The representatives of these sects left with extremely ugly expressions on their faces.
That expression was like that of a rich man with a small fortune who was inexplicably blocked and robbed while walking on the street and took away most of his wealth. The look was as ugly as it was.
Think about it, although these minor officials in heaven have low-level clerical positions, they are all monks who have successfully ascended to heaven. Each of them has a cultivation level that is at least one calamity strong. How powerful are their spiritual thoughts? Once their spiritual thoughts are swept out, they can at least cover a land with a radius of thousands of miles, and any disturbance in this radius of thousands of miles cannot be hidden from them.
With their spiritual cultivation, it would take more than a quarter of an hour to count the total number of resources donated by a sect. This shows how huge the resources these sects are ordered to pay are.
Thinking about it, the mountain gate occupied by the sect covers a huge area and has many disciples. The total amount of resources they need to pay must be a thousand or ten thousand times that of Chu Tian, right
Chu Tian looked at the sect representatives who had completed paying tribute and couldn't help but exclaimed "tsk tsk".
High in the sky, the warriors of the Nether Horn Clan kept gossiping. They deliberately amplified their voices so that all the monks present and all the officials from the Mine Supervisory Office and the Heavenly Court could hear their mocking words.
"Haha, it's so refreshing. Instead of the children having to do it themselves, someone will donate countless resources, hahaha!"
"Isn't it? It has never been so easy. These officials in heaven are as obedient as dogs. After counting and measuring for us, they finally dedicated it to us obediently!"
"Haha, brothers, tell me, is there anyone who can't complete the tribute number?"
"There should be one, right? If not, wouldn't it be too boring? Hey, it's better to have one now. I have to tear him into pieces alive and feed them to the dogs! Hey, it's best to have one now!"
"Hu Dali" sitting on a big chair at the door of the main hall in the middle of the mine superintendent's office rolled his eyes. He looked up at these arrogant Mingjiao tribesmen and snorted feebly: "What are you doing? Speed up the count, and don't make any mistakes... Don't waste the time of all the Mingjiao men, are you happy here drinking the wind and dew?"
The warriors of the Mingjiao clan couldn't stop laughing "Jiejie", and all the clerks took a deep breath, and at the same time accelerated the counting efficiency.
It's just that the number of resources is too huge, and speeding up the efficiency of inventory means increasing the loss of spiritual thoughts. Chu Tian saw that among these minor officials, several of them had obviously just been promoted and had not yet reached a high level of cultivation. After counting the tributes paid by more than a dozen sects, sweat broke out on their foreheads.
The mental energy of these small officials had obviously been consumed a lot, and they had to take out the pills to replenish their spiritual energy, but the efficiency of counting was inevitably much slower.
There are nearly ten thousand sects of various sizes in the huge Canglan Mountain System, and the number of casual cultivators is an astonishing number. In addition, there are countless large and small settlements similar to city-states, and the number of tributes has also been stipulated by the Nether Horn clan.
Although the Mine Supervisor Yamen sent a hundred clerks to be responsible for the counting, Chu Tian secretly observed that in less than half a year, it was impossible to complete the centenary tribute counting of the entire Canglan Mountain System.
Although Chu Tian had arrived early, there were sect representatives and casual cultivators who had arrived before him. Judging from the delay, it would not be Chu Tian's turn to pay this payment in less than half a month. tribute.
Helpless, Chu Tian closed his eyes and moved forward slowly with the team. All his energy and energy were used to understand the mystery of the yin-yang and five elements in the furnace of heaven and earth.
Chu Tian always felt that these seven divine eggs should have some special uses. It would be a real waste if they were simply allowed to be refined by the furnace of heaven and earth.
Time passed day by day, and after more than half a month, Chu Tian finally stood in front of a table.
The clerk behind the case snorted feebly: "Bagua Valley's True Bagua? Hey, hey, bring out your tribute!"