This is completely different from his experience in Southern Territory and Motu. It seems that here... People's nature is much simpler.
"That's not right. Didn't it all say that Monk Xi Mo was cruel and poor, so he was even more chaotic?" Meng Hao really didn't understand the reason, but while hesitating, he suddenly saw a long rainbow roaring in the distance, turning it into one. A middle-aged man, with a haughty look and a tall and burly body, he asked when he arrived, telling him that he was going to be a guest.
Wu Hai was reluctant, but still gave this person a token, and someone else came and took it away.
This scene happened before Meng Hao's eyes, which made Meng Hao's heart unbelievable, even more.
"Friends of Daoists haven't thought about it yet? Come on, join our Uda Department, a glorious future is waiting for you!" Wu Hai glanced at Meng Hao, saw Meng Hao look hesitant, and said with a smile.
"With the cultivation base of the next, I don't know what I need to do after becoming a guest of Uda Buddhism?" Meng Hao hesitated and asked.
"The cultivation base of fellow Daoists is pretty good. Generally speaking, during the appraisal period, I have only two choices. One is to become a war cultivator, join the Keqing team, and become a member of it to contribute to the tribe. How much can reduce the time of the assessment period.
The other one is raising low-level strange monsters. I think fellow Taoists are suitable for the latter. How about it? There is no danger in raising strange monsters, and once they are well raised, the evaluation period can be reduced. Moreover, this strange monster is a tribe. Every member of the tribe after the coming-of-age ceremony needs something to own, and will inevitably go to you when the time comes.
This brother, listen to me Wuhai, absolutely right. "Wu Hai patted his chest and said loudly.
Meng Hao’s eyes flashed indistinctly, and the word “Monster” reminded him of the fierce beasts outside Saint Snow City and Silong. While pondering, Meng Hao thought of the introduction of the West Desert tribe in the Jade Jane. A description.
In West Desert, the strength of a tribe depends on three aspects, one is the population, but the number of monsters, and the third is the cultivation base of the strong. The strength of these three aspects determines whether a tribe is strong or not.
It can be seen the importance of the strange monster to the West Desert tribe.
Thinking of this, Meng Hao had a decision in his heart, no matter whether it was unbelievably simple to enter the Uda Department and become a guest clerk, or whether there was any secret in it that he didn't know, but since it has come, there is no reason to retreat.
Just as he was about to nod his head, suddenly Meng Hao's heart moved, and he glanced at the sky.
At this moment, the four changhongs roared from the sky. There were four West Desert monks in the four changhongs. They all distanced themselves from each other and looked at each other coldly, but they walked together and came straight to the Wuda tribe.
Wu Hai also saw the four Changhongs, his expression changed, and he immediately spoke to Meng Hao in a hurry.
"How about brother, please agree quickly and join my Uda Department..." Before he could finish his words, four Changhongs roared from the sky.
"Friends of Daoists don't rush to agree, our Uzbek Army Ministry is your best choice!"
"Nonsense, my Wuanbe is the strongest!"
"Shut up all of you, my Wudou Tribe is the Orthodox Wushen!" The four Changhongs that came were turned into four figures, all of whom seemed to be about 30 years old, and all of them were building foundations, and they were talking one after another.
Meng Hao's eyes flashed, his smile disappeared and he spoke.
Wu Hai was furious, looking at these four people, showing unkindness in his eyes.
"What's the matter, today we are going to start a battle of the black gods here!" Wuhai stepped forward, the cultivation base burst out, and the four people who came laughed and stepped forward one after another.
"Don't blame me, it was the people from the Wudou Tribe who went to my place first, so that the other tribes that the two of us went to, turned around, didn't this come to your tribe."
"Damn it, every year when it's time to recruit guest officials, these tribes do everything they can, fighting against each other openly and secretly, robbing each other." Wu Hai was angry, but there was no way he could do it these days. A lot.
"This fellow Daoist, don't listen to them. My Wuyan Tribe is the most powerful tribe. If you become a guest of the Wuyan Tribe, you can enjoy more treatment, which is definitely better than here." Among the four, Someone persuaded again.
With Meng Hao's experience, he naturally saw the problems between these tribes at a glance, smiled slightly at this moment, and simply stepped back two steps without participating in it.
"Well, let's have a battle with Wushen to decide which Daoist friend will become a guest of the tribe!" Wu Hai sneered, and spoke word by word when his cultivation base dispersed.
The other four people also looked at each other with solemn expressions.
At this moment, many members of the Uda tribe saw this scene and came around one after another, but instead of trying to make a move, they showed interest. It seemed to them that this scene was accustomed to them, and it also represented It's fun.
"War of the Black Gods? Just take this opportunity to see the differences between these five tribes." Meng Hao thoughtfully, stepped back again, but there was some doubt in his heart, why the clansmen all around, one by one They all looked so relaxed.
"This time, we will come first to the Wubing Department. The Wubing Department, the first tribe formed by the Wushen tribe, the totem demon soldiers, inherit the entire land of West Desert, and the West Desert is the only one who owns the Wu soldiers, and the whole West Desert, who is it! "The cultivator of the U.S. Army took a step forward and spoke proudly.
"My Wudou Tribe is the orthodox of the Wushen tribe, the totem fights the monsters, and the West Desert land is mastered in the right hand, who can fight with it!" Wu Dou tribe, with a persistent look at the moment, with a touch of madness, said loudly.
"Shameless!!"
"It's shameless to describe my tribe like that!!" Several people around immediately cursed in their hearts. Meng Hao frowned. He felt that the battle of the black gods was completely different from what he thought.
"Huh, whether it's orthodox or unorthodox, I only know that when the Wushen tribe hadn't grown up, only the Wuyan tribe existed. The flames burned the land and burned the entire West Desert for 100,000 years. The ancestor of the Yan tribe!"
"What's the matter with you, the sky is big and the earth is big. The reason why West Desert is called West Desert is because of the existence of our Wuan tribe. Because of our existence, we have West Desert!"
As several people continued to speak, Meng Hao's expression became more and more weird, and he had already sighed in his heart. He had discovered that this so-called battle of the black gods was surrounded by people because it was simply a bragging battle!
Comparing, it's not magic, not cultivation base, but bragging.
In front of Ke Qing, see which tribe’s tribe is bragging enough...
Meng Hao gave a dry cough, he had never heard of this kind of competition.
"What do you count, my Wuda Department, inherits the West Desert, masters the universe, the totem tree, supports the West Desert." Wu Hai roared, but both the momentum and the words are obviously inferior to the others. After speaking, four contemptuous eyes were immediately greeted.
Meng Hao shook his head secretly. Wu Hai's words did not conform to the principle of bragging.
"Thank you fellow Daoists for showing their love, but in the end, I decided to choose the Uda Department." Meng Hao smiled and bowed his fist.
Wu Hai immediately refreshed, but the other people looked ugly.
"Does fellow Daoist look down on my Wuyan Department?"
"Yes, don't you look down on me and wait, if there is no war of the black gods, it will be fine, since the war has started, which one you choose, you need to make sense!"
The four of them immediately looked at Meng Hao, showing their displeasure.
Meng Hao's face was a little shy, he felt it necessary to let these people know what is called bragging.
Bragging is an eternal law between heaven and earth. From the beginning of life, it has always existed. No life can escape its claws, and no monk can not be deceived by it.
It knows everything, and it will last forever after all.
Meng Hao coughed, the shyness on his face remained the same, but there was an extra layer of sacredness besides this shyness.
"The reason why I chose the Uda Department..."
"The Uda Department, it is the West Motian, and it has mastered the big tree totem. That tree is the spring and autumn tree, the ancient built wood, and the ancient bridge between heaven and earth!
In its eyes, the entire West Desert was just a flash in the long river of years, and the whole earth in its heart was just a chance to open its eyes in countless awakenings.
Master the eternity of time and control the four seasons of the world, this is the Uda Department! "When Meng Hao's voice echoed, the four coming West Desert monks were stunned. At this moment, their hearts seemed to be shaken by some kind of power, making their scalp numb, and looking at Meng Hao's expression as if he had seen a ghost.
"Shameless!!"
"Too shameless, I have never seen such a shameless person. He is not a member of the Uda tribe. He actually described the Uda tribe as such an exaggeration!!"
"Damn it, according to his technique, isn't this Uda department stronger than most of the Wushen, and it is unfathomable and shameless!!"
When the four people were madly cursing inside, Wu Hai opened his eyes wide, and he suddenly felt a little blushing, and all the members of the Wuda tribe around him were unbelievable and quiet.
"The big tree of the Uda Department gave birth to countless lives. The reason why the Tang Dynasty had the Great Tang was because the big tree of the Uda Department once dropped the spring water of life. The big tree stared at once frowning.
The reason why the Southern Territory is rich is that the big tree of the Uda Department will reward a grain of soil. As for the West Desert... This is the hometown of the big tree of the Uda Department, and this is the home of the Uda Department!
The Uda Department, it is great and sacred, it is the sky of the West Desert, it is the cloud of the Southern Territory, it is the worship of the North Desert, and it is the saint of the East. "Meng Hao's voice contained rich emotions. When it reverberated at this moment, Wu Hai's face was even redder, his expression was a bit trance, and a question was subconsciously raised in his mind.
"He is talking about the Uda Department?"
Not only Wuhai had this idea, but the tribesmen of the Wuda tribe around them all looked weird, but couldn't help but get excited.