Xing Tian had been very annoyed recently.
Ever since he went out with the Grand Wizard Houtu last time and destroyed a few demon tribes like cutting melons and vegetables, he had been afraid of the demon tribes.
Lord Houtu actually asked the Senior Magi and the warriors of the Sorcerer Tribe to write a post-war summary of Lao Zi.
It was definitely not a problem for Xing Tian to slash people with his saber, but it would be worse than killing him if he were to write the so-called post-battle summary in the witchcraft language.
Xing Tian would rather let Lord Houtu cut off his head.
He didn't want to write here.
But there was no other way.
This was an order personally given by Lord Houtu, and he had to complete it.
However, it was a little strange.
Ever since he returned the last time and handed over the three birds and six animals that the human Lin Xuan had mentioned to the human race to domesticate, he had been afraid.
Xing Tian, Nine Phoenix, Hou Yi, and the other Grand Magi had a very obvious feeling.
Cultivation.
It seemed to have become simpler.
In the past, the shackles that had often stuck them seemed to have loosened under the effect of some kind of power.
The power contained in the Sorcerer Tribe's bloodline surged wildly in their bodies and grew stronger.
This inevitably caused Xing Tian to have some guesses.
Could it be…
Killing those demons would increase his cultivation?
As an iron fool of the Sorcerer Tribe with a head full of muscles, he could not be expected to think too much.
The fact that he could think of this was enough to show that he had thought about it.
As Xing Tian thought of this, he immediately took action and wrote down his guess on the so-called post-battle summary.
"Hu ~"
"I've finally finished writing the post-battle summary of these three thousand witchcraft characters. I can hand it over to Lord Houtu.”'
In order to write this post-war summary, Xing Tian had spent a thousand years in his cave abode. Now, he had finally finished writing it.
He stretched his body comfortably and then walked out of the cave abode with big strides.
Only the heavens knew how he had endured these thousand years.
Now.
He was finally liberated!
However, when Xing Tian walked out of his cave abode, he blinked his eyes in disbelief.
He looked at the lush scene in front of him and said in a tone that was almost full of doubt,
"Is this still the Houtu Tribe I know?”
What appeared in front of Xing Tian was a boundless pavilion that stretched straight to the sky.
The Voodoo Race and the Human Race lived together happily.
From time to time, children of the two races could be seen laughing and playing on the streets.
In the center of this giant city without walls stood two statues that towered into the clouds.
Xing Tian focused his eyes and looked over. It was the Wizard Race's Grand Wizard, Lord Houtu, and the human named Lin Xuan.
What was going on?
Could it be?
I didn't spend a thousand years in seclusion, but dozens of Yuanhui?
Otherwise, how could there be such a drastic change in the tribe?
Just as Xing Tian was suspecting Wu Sheng, Hou Yi saw him.
Hou Yi immediately went forward and said enthusiastically,
"Brother Xingtian, you've finally finished writing the post-battle summary.”
"What a coincidence. Today is the day the human race worships the heavens and wants to form a complete alliance with our Sorcerer Tribe.”
"Brother Xingtian, come with me to witness it.”
"I heard that the twelve Great Ancestors of Sorcery will appear together this time.”
"Speaking of which, it's strange. The human race is really abnormally clever.
The clothes they weave are gorgeous, and the delicacies they make are superb. Even the human warriors who cultivate with us have unusually firm willpower.
If it wasn't for the fact that they don't have the bloodline of the Sorcerer Tribe in their bodies, I would have suspected that they were from the Sorcerer Tribe.”
……
Hou Yi hooked his arm around Xing Tian's shoulder and pulled him towards the center of the tribe.
No.
The current Houtu Tribe could no longer be called a tribe, but a huge city with a vast territory.
Beside Lin Xuan and Houtu's statue, Houtu stood side by side with the other eleven Ancestral Sorcerers. Lin Xuan stood not far away, representing the human race.
Beside him stood a beautiful woman with a graceful figure.
She was Chang'e, who was supposed to marry Hou Yi.
Ever since Lin Xuan refused to be the human emperor last time, the three human races returned to discuss for a while.
Hence, Chang'e, who had the Tai Yin Body, was sent to Lin Xuan's side to serve as his maid and take care of his diet.
Lin Xuan originally wanted to refuse.
However, in order to prevent Houyi from being schemed against by Emperor Jun in the future, he reluctantly accepted Chang'e.
However, what made Lin Xuan feel strange was that Houtu was actually not angry.
She had previously transferred Nine Phoenix, who had been by her side all day long, to the Dijiang tribe, in the name of letting her receive experience.
Just as Lin Xuan had these distracting thoughts, the auspicious time arrived.
Suiren-Shi, Youchao-Shi, and Ziyi-Shi immediately lit three incense sticks with solemn faces and offered three birds and six animals as sacrifices.
"Today, I, Suiren-Shi of the Human Race,"
"You Chao of the Human Race."
"Ziyi Clan of the Human Race."
"I'm burning incense to worship the heavens."
……
As soon as the three human clans finished speaking, an inexplicable pressure began to appear in the sky, and the obscure fluctuation swept across the entire Untainted Land.
It attracted the attention of countless mighty figures in the Primordial World.
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