In the familiar narrow crack space, there was a purple gold coffin filled with gold and silver treasures, all of which were rare treasures worth thousands of gold.
Just these alone could make the three generations of the Golden Wind Village not worry about food and drink.
How do I get it back?
Su Ming thought of a way. He took out all the gold, silver, and precious items from the purple-gold coffin and placed them in a bamboo basket. Then, he rode on the Six-Winged Heavenly Centipede and flew into the underground palace in Bottle Mountain.
Finally, the purple gold coffin.
Su Ming examined the terrain and discovered that there was a dense forest under the entrance of the crack. He worked together with the Six-Winged Heavenly Centipede and the Psychic White Ape to push the purple-gold coffin down the cliff.
"Boom!"
He watched as the purple gold coffin slid down the cliff.
Not long after.
Bang! A dull sound was heard.
It was like thunder.
Su Ming smiled in satisfaction. He flew down on the Six-Winged Sky Centipede and found a group of monkeys in the dense forest. They were squeaking and looking at the purple gold coffin.
Unexpectedly, the place where the purple gold coffin fell was actually the territory of the monkeys.
Fortunately.
When the purple-gold coffin fell into the mountain stream, the mountain rocks rumbled and fell. The sound was too loud, and the monkeys had already run far away. Not a single monkey was killed.
Otherwise, it would be hard to explain to the Psychic White Ape.
"White ape, go and get someone to move this purple gold coffin back.”Su Ming instructed before he flew into the sky on the Six-Winged Sky Centipede.
There were many treasures and rare herbs growing in the Pearl Umbrella.
Su Ming had been coveting it since a long time ago.
Naturally, he couldn't return empty-handed after coming to Bottle Mountain.
Very quickly.
Su Ming rode on the Six-Winged Sky Centipede and rode on the clouds and fog in the sky. The steep cliffs were nothing in his eyes, and he casually picked up the Lingzhi and immortal herbs.
Not long after, he returned with a full load!
The Miao people moved very quickly.
In the green river at the foot of the Bottle Mountain, rafts carrying gold and silver treasures shuttled back and forth, piling up into mountains on the other side of the river.
The Miao people built a camp and prepared to stay up all night.
Everyone was in high spirits as if they didn't know fatigue. They moved the gold and silver treasures back to the camp with bright smiles on their faces.
We're rich!
Under the lead of the High Priest, the Miao people had ventured into the mountains to search for treasures. They had never dreamed that they would find such a celestial palace.
How would the High Priest distribute it?
The Miao people did not know, but everyone knew that the Miao people were going to be rich.
With so many gold and silver treasures, the Golden Wind Village alone would not be able to finish them all. Therefore, the other Miao villages would definitely have their share.
With gold and silver, they could buy food.
They would not have to worry about food and drink in the stockade.
"How many people can this feed?"
A Miao Gu Master looked at the mountain of gold and silver treasures and could not help but sigh, feeling shocked and excited.
In the deep mountains and forests, the Miao people actually suffered quite a lot.
They would not farm like the Han people.
They relied on hunting and gathering to live like savages.
They were really too poor.
Now, the High Priest had led them to excavate a celestial palace together. They had found such precious gold and silver treasures. As long as they sold them to the outside world, they could exchange them for countless resources.
The entire Xiangxi Miao people would no longer have to starve.
With food, the tribe could grow stronger.
Heavens.
Just thinking about it made one's heart surge.
High Priest!
This 14-year-old youth.
He was like a god sent by Mother Butterfly, a great hero who saved the Miao people of Xiangxi, and a supreme god of war who was the reincarnation of the ancestral god Chiyou.
The glory of Jiuli would be restored in his hands!
Gradually.
All the Miao people, regardless of whether they were young or mature, had fanatical expressions on their faces when they talked about Su Ming, as if they had turned into believers of a god.
The excavation of the treasures in Bottle Mountain was still ongoing.
Su Ming was already thinking about leaving the mountain and entering society.
With gold, silver, and precious goods, they would definitely have to sell them for money to exchange for food and resources.
However…
It was definitely not possible in the county cities outside.
What Su Ming wanted was a huge amount of resources to supply the Miao people in Xiangxi.
One or two counties were not enough.
Chang Sha!
Soon, Su Ming thought of a city.
Changsha was the capital city of Xiang Province. It had a population of several million and was very prosperous.
Moreover…
In history, Master Chang Sha Tu was very rampant and became the largest underground place for the sale of stolen goods in the Southern Kingdom.
"Looks like I have to make a trip to Changsha.”
Very quickly.
Su Ming chose some people and formed a caravan of one hundred people. They brought along a portion of their gold, silver, precious goods, and Lingzhi Immortal Herbs to Chang Sha City.
The appearance of Xiang Miao caused a sensation.
Even though Su Ming and the others did not enter the county city and only walked in the mountains, the outside world was still an eye-opener for the Miao people.
As for the Han people they met on the way.
Seeing this group of people, all dressed up as Miao people, each of them fierce and fierce, they all retreated and revealed fearful gazes.
Just like that, they traveled through mountains and rivers.
Half a month later.
A bustling city gradually came into view.
Hundreds of Miao people came.
It was very eye-catching.
The Han people on the official road all retreated.
They hid by the side and sized up Su Ming and his group curiously.
Chang Sha's garrison troops also couldn't help but narrow their eyes. When they noticed this group of Miao people, they couldn't help but shout with a cold expression," Stop, what are you doing?!"
Suddenly, a skinny old man walked out from the Miao people.
"General."
"We are here to sell medicinal herbs."
"It's not good in the mountains. We don't have enough to eat in the stockade.”
This skinny old man.
He was dressed in a pair of blue cotton clothes and wrapped in a headscarf. His smiling face was as bright as a chrysanthemum flower, and his face was full of wrinkles. He spoke very fluently in Chinese.
This person was the Golden Wind Village's herb farmer.
Miao and Han mixed blood.
In the past, he had traveled outside and entered the Golden Mansion Thunder Altar.
The Furious Clear Chick that Su Ming had refined was raised by him. He had once been ambitious and wanted his son to refine the Furious Clear Chick and become a Gu Master in Miao Jiang.
Unfortunately, his son's talent was not good. Not only did he fail to refine it, but he also became a fool.
This time.
When Su Ming returned from Black Rock Village, he specially called the herb farmer over. He spent a lot of effort to sort out the spiritual power of the herb farmer's son and gradually healed him.
It could be considered as repaying the kindness of taking away the Furious Sky Chicken.
This time, Xiang Miao came out of the mountains.
Thinking that the herb farmer knew Chinese and had traveled outside before, he called him over. As the leader of the caravan, he led the way along the way.
As expected.
The herbalist knew how to behave. He smiled like a chrysanthemum. When he spoke, he secretly stuffed a large coin into the officer's palm.
The officer put away the money without leaving a trace, but he frowned."Changsha City is so far away from Xiangxi Mountain. Why are you here selling medicinal herbs?”
As he spoke, he walked over and looked into the bamboo basket.
"General."
"I picked a lot of good medicine this time."
"Look, Lingzhi Grass, Nine Dragon Plate, Guanyin Flower, they are all rare precious medicines in the world. How can ordinary counties eat them?”
The officer was shocked.
As expected, the bamboo baskets of the Miao people were all filled with precious medicines.
He couldn't recognize anything else.
However, the Lingzhi Grass was dark purple all over, like an umbrella cover. It almost filled the entire bamboo basket. It was rare on the market and was worth thousands of gold.
The officer was envious, but he didn't dare to snatch it.
Lord Zeng was strict with his army.
It was not a big deal to get a few dollars.
If he really dared to snatch it openly.
He would probably be dragged out and killed!
However, due to the special circumstances of the Xiangxi Miao people coming out of the mountains, the officer still warned cautiously,""When you enter the city, don't cause any trouble. Otherwise, you'll all be arrested and shot!”
"Remember, Changsha City is not a mountain.”
"Yes, yes, yes."
Herbalist nodded repeatedly, his smile as bright as a chrysanthemum."I know the rules, I know the rules!"
Very quickly.
The military officer was very satisfied with the humble attitude of the herbalist. In the next moment, he raised his hand and shouted,"Let them go…"
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