Qin Yang wasn't in a hurry either. While he kept moving forward, he opened the Heavenly Eye of Chaos to search for many spiritual herbs and materials in Mount Buzhou. Jade Dragon Golden Fruits and Rejuvenation Fruits kept entering his bag.
He only picked the ripe ones and kept some as medicinal seeds to leave a chance for future generations. Qin Yang was not a saint. In the future, the Primordial Heaven and Earth would be destroyed, so it would not be too much to put all of it into his pocket.
However, there was no need for that. He was a man with a golden finger. By decomposing and synthesizing, he could improve the spiritual plants. Qin Yang thought of the techniques of transplanting in the future. As long as the growth period of the spiritual herbs was greatly shortened, there would be no shortage of spiritual herbs.
Qin Yang continued to move forward unhurriedly, collecting countless spiritual minerals and spiritual materials. Mount Buzhou was indeed worthy of being an extraordinary treasure land, worthy of being the number one divine mountain in the Untainted Land.
At the border of the Houtu Tribe, the colorful parrot Ying Changkong appeared. He calculated whether it was time for the transaction or whether he should hurry or arrive at the Houtu Tribe within the stipulated time. He let out a long sigh of relief.
Just as he was about to fly into the Houtu Tribe, he was stopped by a Senior Magus with a huge axe in his hand. He fixed his fierce eyes on Ying Changkong.
"Yo! Isn't this a mixed feathered bird? Why did it think of our Sorcerer Clan?”
Thinking of this mixed-feathered bird, she recalled the scene of Qin Yang worrying about it ten thousand years ago. Thinking about it made her cry.
"You're the mixed-hair bird. Your whole family is mixed-hair birds. It's none of your business whether I come or not. Get out of the way quickly. I have something important to do with your Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu. Can you afford to delay my master's important matter?”
" What's the big or small matter? With your status, you're qualified to see my Ancestor of Sorcery Houtu. If I roast you, I wonder if the future Blood Devouring Demon Lord will feel sorry for you for a while.”
While speaking, a group of Junior Magi surrounded him from all directions, their eyes glowing with a dim light as they swallowed their saliva.
Ying Changkong's hair stood on end. He looked at these Junior Magi like a crocodile meeting a cat. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. However, he couldn't think too much about it.
The Five-colored Divine Light around him flashed, and the small demons that surrounded him had long disappeared. Xing Tian was so frightened that his eyes froze.
"What kind of demonic technique is this? Where did you take my Sorcerer Tribe's children?”
" It's none of your business." Before Xing Tian could react, many more Voodoo Tribesmen were swept away by the Five-Colored Divine Light.
Xing Tian was so angry that he charged at Ying Changkong with a huge axe in his hand.
He laughed coldly. Good timing. In a short period of time, over ten thousand Shamans had already surrounded him.
"Earth-shaking."
A beam of light fell on the ground, shaking the ground and making many Junior Magi stagger. A terrifying crack appeared on Xing Tian's path, and he fell into the crack without any warning.
However, as a Senior Magus, he was not someone to be trifled with. He immediately threw his body into the air, not wanting to fall into the crack. Unfortunately, before Xing Tian could laugh, two yellow divine dragons appeared from the ground and tied up Xing Tian's feet. They dragged him down, and the ground immediately closed up. With the help of the divine power, Xing Tian was trapped so tightly that only his head could be seen.
"Despicable, if you have the guts, fight me fair and square and use some despicable moves.”
Ying Changkong cackled and waved his right wing, casting the Water Element Technique. A torrential rain fell from the sky, and soon, Xing Tian was drenched.
"Are you stupid or am I stupid? A Primordial Immortal is facing a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal head-on. I'm not that pervert like my master. Wake up!”
Speak! He even used his wings to pat Xing Tian's face. Xing Tian's face turned red. He was speechless and could not say anything for a long time. He was so angry.
Not long after, many Shamans who heard the commotion came over. There was a shifty-looking little fatty who was different from the muscular barbarians. He was chewing on an unknown beast leg and drinking a glass of wine from time to time.
Looking at the envious look on the Sorcerer Tribe's face, Ying Changkong's eyes were glowing with a dark light, and thinking about his master's delicacies, how could Ying Changkong not know that all of this was caused by Abundant Treasures? Just look at how well Abundant Treasures was doing in the Sorcerer Tribe after he had transformed.
The moment these Shamans saw him, they treated him as a delicious delicacy. This was too infuriating! Seeing that Xing Tian was trapped, the surrounding Voodoo Race warriors rushed up to save him while shouting loudly.
Parrot Leader's attack did not go anywhere. The Five-colored Divine Light flashed once again, and a large portion of the surrounding Sorcerer Tribe members disappeared once again. Many of them were sent flying by the attack.
Only Duo Bao was left gnawing on the beast leg, stunned on the spot. However, he quickly came to his senses."Old Sparrow, Old Sparrow, stop!”
Ying Changkong didn't stop what he was doing. He glared at Abundant Treasure and said,""All of this is because of you. Don't think that I can't recognize you just because you've changed your appearance.”
Abundant Treasure was dumbfounded." I don't understand. What's wrong with me? No matter how Abundant Treasure uses that two-and-a-half rat brain, he can't understand."”
"Alright, little fellow, your anger should have subsided!”
Ying Changkong was stopped by a terrifying aura, which prevented him from doing anything again. Hearing the voice, the Wu people who had been blown away by the Five-colored Divine Light seemed to have found their backbone. They all bowed to Ying Changkong. Ying Changkong was no exception. It was a sign of respect for a Sage-to-be.
"Greetings, Ancestral Witch Goddess Hou Tu."
"No need for formalities!"
"Thank you, Empress!"
A beautiful woman appeared in front of the shamans. She looked at Ying Changkong, who was not afraid at all.
"Little fellow, release my clansmen!”
Hearing this, Ying Changkong flapped his wings, and a five-colored light flashed. The shamans who had been kept in the five-colored space were released. They all looked at the harmless parrot in fear and retreated far away.
"This time, because Master has something on, he can't come. He specially sent me to repeatedly fulfill the ten thousand year agreement with the Sorcerer Tribe.”
He took out an interspatial bag and threw it to Houtu. Houtu took it and counted it, revealing a rare smile on her face.
Waving his hand, a Senior Magus with a bow and arrow on his back walked out from behind Ying Changkong and handed a space-teleportation bag to Ying Changkong. Ying Changkong then counted the number of people in the bag.
Even with Ying Changkong's unique vision, seeing the many Mystical Materials inside, he almost had the thought of gathering them for himself. However, he still knew his limits.
With a calm expression, he put away the interspatial bag and bowed to Houtu like his master usually did.
"I've already completed the task that Master gave me, so I'll take my leave now.”
With so many things on him, he couldn't stay here for long. Houtu also knew that.
"Please go back and tell your master that I am very satisfied with this transaction. I hope that the transaction can be further deepened in the future.”
"I will definitely convey the Empress 'wishes, so we will part ways here.”
After saying that, he didn't stay any longer. He spread his wings and turned into a five-colored divine light that soared into the sky and disappeared.
Abundant Treasures opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything. He just watched Ying Changkong leave.
"Empress, this is the son of our Shaman tribe. He has exchanged his life for many years to accumulate. If he were to exchange it just like that, I'm afraid…"
Houtu casually threw the space to Hou Yi and disappeared. Everything that had happened before had been tacitly approved by Houtu. She did not expect this little fellow to not suffer any losses. Although they knew each other, they were not at the point of digging out their hearts and lungs.
Hou Yi opened his interspatial bag and took a look. He was so frightened that he almost dropped it on the ground. However, he quickly came back to his senses. He clenched his interspatial bag tightly and turned around to return to the Ancestral Magi Palace, leaving behind the confused shamans and Xing Tian, who was still in the ground, on the verge of tears.
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