The Tianci people are born with a natural heart. They do not eat grains and minced meat when they are alive, but only drink wind and dew.
It is their instinct to call upon the wind and rain.
Now defeated, he has become a commodity to be bought and sold.
The people from Laohuang Tianchao were the soldiers who escorted them.
Zhan Changfeng stood in the outer circle of the crowd and listened to everyone's conversation for a while, and he probably understood why no one was bidding.
There are 40,000 people in the Tianci clan, nearly 30,000 are subjects, and more than 10,000 are warriors. However, 80% of them are in the realm of life and death. There are also ten true kings and one heavenly king, who is not a superpower at the realm level. There is simply no ability to buy them back.
Who dares to take the risk of killing his master?
"Even if you have the ability, you don't dare to buy it. Can you let them sign a master-servant contract or a slave contract?"
"Bring them back like this, who dares to use them?"
"As expected of the Celestial Dynasty, even a clan with the Celestial Lord in charge would dare to sell it."
"They can't only have that few people. If other tribesmen come to visit us, it will be a lot of trouble."
"I heard that the Tianci clan originally had more than 100,000 people and three heavenly kings!"
"That's nothing. The Laohuang Celestial Dynasty governs the Laohuang realm and has tens of millions of heavenly soldiers and generals."
"Your Majesty, you really can't make a contract in advance?"
"No." The middle-aged female nun who looked somewhat elegant said, "Prisoners of war are not slaves. Laohuang can exile and sell prisoners of war, but it will not force them to surrender their body, mind, and will."
The Laohuang envoys communicated secretly, "It seems that no one will take over this time, so we can only find a desolate world to exile the people."
"It seems that other celestial dynasties don't dare to accept it. The Tianci clan is famous for its ferocity, unless you go back and make a good sacrifice."
"No matter where, they won't let you confess, otherwise why would they have such a stalemate with us?"
"It is impossible for them to go back to the Laohuang Realm."
Zhan Changfeng just came to see the excitement, and the starting price was one billion. The overall strength of the prisoners of war was better than that of the Day Clan. Price and collection were both big problems, so why bother yourself.
She walked around but didn't meet anyone worthy of her attention, so she walked up the stone steps and left the underground auction house.
When the monks in the lounge saw her coming in, they stood up and bowed.
"Zhenjun, I am..."
"I know, Huai Ming."
Huai Ming looked upright, with a hint of smile in his serious expression, and he bowed his hands.
Zhan Changfeng looked at the female cultivator next to him and said, "You are Rong Xiu."
"Yes, meet the true king."
This is the only place where two people are in a state of life and death. Zhan Changfeng said curiously, "Huai Ming wants to join the army. I understand. You, a doctor, should have more choices. How could you think of coming to me as a military doctor?"
Rong Xiu was dressed in a white shirt with a white ribbon around her waist. She was unadorned and extremely clean. She had a delicate and heroic appearance and a serious temperament. She was silent for a few breaths and said, "I participated in the Cangmang Fighting in Fengyun Realm back then. I was lucky enough to enter. In the third level, I have met the True Lord, and I am very curious about how far the True Lord can do it. On the other hand, it is all about treating diseases and saving people, so there is no need to separate where to treat diseases and save people."
She was indeed very surprised. More than ten years had passed. It was not surprising at all that the monks who had passed the three levels and received the Ascension Dragon Order entered the realm of life and death, but the person in front of them was already the True Lord of Divine Power!
Such a stunning talent, better than anyone else in my memory.
"You're honest." He actually said directly that he came here out of curiosity.
Although Zhan Changfeng had no impression of her, among the list of seventy-two order holders, there was a disciple named Rong Xiu who came from Eryao's world spirit pivot lineage.
She looked around at the monks in the lounge and found that thirteen people were missing. Before she could ask, Wu Xiao said, "Clan leader, eighty-eight fellow Taoists have confirmed to join our day clan."
"Yes." Zhan Changfeng said to everyone, "The Day Clan is an emerging half-sect and half-tribe force. Regardless of whether it is public or private, everyone can treat each other according to Tao etiquette. There is no need for adults or villains. On important occasions, they are addressed by their positions, except in the army. , the army is always addressed by military rank or position, and I, you can call me clan leader or prince depending on the situation."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
She continued, "Seventy-nine of you are military officers and nine are civil servants. According to the rules of the Sun Clan, any monk who joins, regardless of whether they are civil or military, must go through the new barracks. This time, it is far away from the mountains and seas, and it will be a long time. I won’t go back for a while, so I’ll train you on the way.”
"Before we board the ship and leave, I want to register your specific origins and make identity tokens and soul lamps. If you have any questions, it's not too late to ask them now."
Everyone has already understood the general situation from Wu Xiao, and there are not many doubts anymore.
Seeing that no one mentioned it, Huai Ming asked, "The patriarch just said that the Day Clan is half a sect and half a tribe. What does this mean?"
"Preach and teach in the way of a sect, and govern in a country's way. After you officially join, if you want to learn new spells, combat skills or transfer to a new skill, you can tell me. New members of the clan will have an opportunity to choose a skill for free. However, the martial arts profession is quite special. I have a corps that practices different techniques, and several other corps that practice the same technique. The conditions for joining each corps are also different. I will wait for you to join in and I will explain the details in detail."
Zhan Changfeng answered a few questions, and when they had no more questions, he began to examine their origins and refine identity tokens and soul lamps.
After doing this, three days passed.
She still had to rush to the Laohuang Realm. After weighing it, she simply took them with her and just let them travel.
Zhan Changfeng booked a single room on the half floor and inquired with the attendants on the ship. He learned that there were still three months from here to the Laohuang realm, which was almost the same time. The Taoist meeting should have just been held there.
She didn't go to attend the Dao Tai Meeting. She mainly went to see the turmoil that the Dao Tai Meeting attracted. She didn't care whether she could catch it when it started, as long as it didn't end.
After booking a single room, Zhan Changfeng asked the new monks to rest first. When he turned to look outside, he saw people from the Laohuang Celestial Dynasty driving the Tianci people onto the deck. After some inquiring, it turned out that the owner of the ship was A big sect in Laohuang.
No wonder it was safe to transport prisoners on merchant ships.
She moved her eyes lightly and saw the purple-robed monk and a fat monk from a few days ago following them with a very warm attitude. She couldn't help but laugh. I was afraid that the ancient talisman might have gone around and ended up in Laohuang's hands.
Zhan Changfeng no longer paid much attention and was busy all day making his subordinates familiar with the laws and rules of the Day Clan. He also used the arena on the ship to simply test their strength.
Time flies by, and more than half a month has passed. The building boat is traveling on the endless starry road, like light traveling through the infinite universe, long and silent.
Apart from occasionally checking their practice progress, Zhan Changfeng spent most of his time meditating in his private room.
On this day, "night" fell on the ship, all public areas were closed for rest, and the passengers returned to their homes.
She sat cross-legged in silence as usual and did not hear anything external.
Tuk Tuk~
Tuk Tuk~
Suddenly there was a sound of a cane tapping into her mind.
She wanted to find the source of the sound, but she seemed to be trapped in a sleep. She was clearly conscious, but she couldn't wake up.
