Longlou Immortal Domain and Wuhuan Tribe.
The Wuhuan tribe is located near the edge of the Longlou Immortal Domain. The entire tribe is not big, and there are only three to five thousand Wu tribe members in total.
However, due to its geographical location, there are only a few tribes that can compete with their tribe within a radius of thousands of miles.
The way of life of the Wu people is different from that of the human race. Most of them are tall, so there are almost no low wooden houses where they live. Instead, there are round domes and strangely shaped giant spores. They don't live close to the mountains. Most of them like to live in plain areas with lush green grass and rich water veins. They are connected together as far as the eye can see, but they have a unique flavor.
"Clan leader, it's bad, the human monk is missing."
At this time, a rapid cry came from the huge spore in the middle of the Wuhuan tribe.
"What!"
A roar followed immediately.
But he saw a strong man with brown skin, about ten feet tall, sitting on the main seat of Spore.
Hearing the words coming from the people below, he stood up suddenly, his big copper bell-like eyes widened, and the fierce aura of the God of Refining Perfection couldn't help but stir in the spores.
"It's absolutely true, it's absolutely true." The man from the Wu clan below said anxiously.
"Didn't we block his spiritual sea when we captured him? How could he be allowed to escape?" The strong man in a high position shouted in a low voice.
"This... this... I don't know about this either." The man who delivered the message said hesitantly with a layer of sweat on his forehead.
"Trash, you can't even look after the human race! Go and call the people who are looking after the human race." The man in the high position cursed.
"Yes!" the messenger responded, and immediately some spores came out.
"snort!"
The man in the high position snorted heavily, sprayed out two streams of white air from his nostrils, turned into two air swords, and pierced the ground with two puffs. It was obvious that he was extremely angry at this moment.
Not long after, two nervous-looking men from the Wu clan walked in. After reaching the high position, they knelt down one after another and shouted.
"I've met the clan leader."
"I've met the clan leader."
The man in the high position is none other than the current chief of the Wuhuan tribe, Wufeng.
Wu Feng stared at the two people kneeling below with wide eyes, and said angrily, "Where did that human monk go? Did you two be lazy and let him run away?"
"No! No absolutely not."
"Clan leader, we are really not lazy. Besides, the human race is blocked by the spiritual sea and is no different from ordinary people. How can we escape in the tribe?"
The Wuhuan tribesman kneeling below quickly replied.
With a bang, Wu Feng slammed the table in front of him, causing the spores to shake slightly, and shouted loudly, "Then tell me, how did that human race disappear? If you dare to lie, I will make you a widow." .”
The two Wu tribesmen below looked at each other, and then turned to look at Wu Feng in the high position at the same time, as if they had something to say but did not dare to speak.
"If you fart, let it go immediately." Wu Feng shouted.
The two people below shook at the same time, and then one of them replied, "It was Master Wulang who took that human monk away. We don't know exactly what he did."
When Wu Feng heard the people below mention the name Wu Lang, his expression was obviously startled, and soon the domineering arrogance on his body also faded a bit.
"When did Wulang take that human race away? I once said that no one is allowed to touch a hair of that human race without my permission. Have you forgotten?"
Another person replied, "My wife was there at the time. They said it was your order, so we...just..."
Bang.
Wu Feng slapped the desk in front of him again and cursed, "Asshole, when did I ever say such a thing?"
After saying that, Wu Feng frowned and thought for a while, then glanced at the two people below, "You go down and find me the elder, the madam, and the traitor Wu Lang. As for you two, I will settle the score with you after this matter is over." .”
"Yes Yes!"
"It's the clan leader!"
The two Wu clan members below quickly responded. How dare they stay here any longer? They got up and ran outside.
Wu Feng's big eyes swayed from side to side, and his chest heaved violently. He picked up a bronze wine cup placed on the table with a wave of his hand, brought it to his mouth and seemed to think of something again. He used his hands to squeeze the bronze wine cup into shape. A ball was thrown out.
Less than half an hour later.
Several elders of the Wuhuan tribe arrived here one after another. Wuhuan arranged for them to sit down respectfully. As soon as he sat back down, the door curtain of Spore was opened again, revealing a Wuhuan woman who was not inferior to Wufeng in height but had amazing curves. Came in.
Wu Feng frowned at the woman, glanced behind her, and asked in a low voice, "Where's that traitor Wu Lang!"
"Wu Lang is in seclusion!" The woman replied without any fear of Wu Feng's aggressive tone.
"We are about to leave for the 'Zhu Yan Clan.' Why should Wu Lang shut up at this time?"
"Wu Lang feels that a breakthrough is imminent, and it is estimated that he will be able to break through to the late stage of God Refining in less than three to five months."
"Oh, that boy Wu Lang is about to break through again."
"Yes, I remember that Wu Lang only broke through to the late stage of God Refining for more than 4,000 years. Why is he breaking through again so soon?"
"That kid Wulang has a talent that is rare to see in a lifetime. Only with his talent can he achieve such a fast breakthrough speed."
"Yeah yeah."
"Haha, yes!"
When the elders in the field heard that Wu Lang was about to break through again, their faces showed joy and relief at the same time, and they were full of praise for Wu Lang.
The woman standing in the middle of them raised her chin and looked at Wu Feng provocatively, saying, what can you do to me now?
Wu Feng's domineering arrogance subsided a little, and he said, "You...what are you proud of? You have made a big mistake, you know!"
"I don't know." The Witch Clan woman below replied decisively.
"I don't know! Was the human monk captured a few years ago taken away by your mother and son? Where is he now? Hand him over quickly."
"I gave it to Wu Lang, otherwise you think how could Wu Lang break through so quickly!"
"What! You and Wulang ate that human race privately."
"It's not me and Wu Lang, it's just Wu Lang who eats it."
When the elders in the field heard that Wu Lang had eaten the human race they captured, their expressions changed at the same time, and they suddenly understood why Wu Lang was practicing so fast.
Wu Feng saw the faces of the elders, looked away again, and asked, "That human monk is a tribute from our clan to the Zhu Yan clan. Without this tribute, how could our clan still be attached to Zhu Yan?" Clan, go to Broken Emperor Court to attend the Shura Clan’s towering ceremony, have you, mother and son, shouldered the responsibility for this crime?”
After hearing this, the woman below curled her lips in disdain, "In the eyes of the Shura tribe, the Zhuyan tribe is a race as big as ants. They can't get too many benefits, so how can they give us too much? Let's use the human tribe to do that." Wouldn’t it be a waste to change this quota?”
"You!" Wu Feng pointed at the woman and didn't know how to reply.
After listening to the woman's explanation, the expressions on the faces of the elders softened, and then someone nodded and said, "What she said is not unreasonable. A small tribe like our Wuhuan tribe can also serve as a foil to the towering ceremony. If there is no benefit, it would be better to leave that human monk to the disciples of the clan for their cultivation."
"Yes, Wulang has extremely high qualifications. He was able to break through in such a short time after eating a human. It would be impossible for anyone in the clan to achieve this level."
"Train Wu Lang. Once he breaks through to the intermediate level of monks, our Wuhuan tribe will be able to dominate this place, and we will no longer have to compete with the Qinggui tribe for resources."
"That's right. If Wulang reaches the spirit transformation realm and the Green Ghost tribe does not surrender to our clan, then they will have only two options: annihilation and migration."
"Well, the resources we will obtain by then will definitely exceed the Shura clan's towering ceremony."
After hearing the persuasion of several elders, Wu Feng sighed heavily, "Hey, what a traitor..."
There was a bit of silence in the venue. After a while, Wu Feng spoke again, "Elders, as you can see, our Wuhuan tribe will not go to this towering ceremony? I heard that the Qinggui tribe is going. ah."
Several elders also knew the secret and looked at each other. Then one elder said, "We, the Wuhuan Clan, are still going to the Towering Ceremony this time, so as not to let the Qinggui Clan take the upper hand and let them kill Yan." It is not good for our clan to please our clan."
"Then... but the tribute gift is gone, how could the Zhu Yan clan bring my clan with them for no reason!" Wu Feng said.
"There is still hope." The old man who spoke said, paused and continued, "After all, the wandering businessman 'Huo Yuan' who is obsessed with money will soon be here. By then we will use all our strength to help him. Buy one in hand, and if you don’t have it, you can make up for it with some things, or you can order a human monk. In short, you can’t help but go to this towering ceremony.”
"Fire Yuan!" Wu Feng suddenly thought about it, thought about it a little, and nodded, "That's all we have to do."
Less than half a year later.
Ji Liao, Qian Longwu and his party were still flying through the void. After a while, a huge rift with no beginning or end appeared at the end of the field of vision.
"Fellow Taoists, beyond this rift valley is the boundary of the Dragon Tower Immortal Domain." Fayin said as he slowed down his escape speed slightly.
Ji Liao and others looked at it at the same time, sighing in their hearts.
For more than a hundred years, they have been traveling non-stop. Although they are not tired, it is really a test of patience.
Ji Liao looked around and pointed to a place at random, "Let's rest here for a while, and then continue on our way."
"Ah? Do you still want to rest? It's almost here." Kuihong said.
Fayin also had the same expression as Kuihong, obviously he didn't want to stop at this time and place.
With a crash, Qian Longwu opened the folding fan and shook it gently, "I'm a little tired too, let's rest here for a while."
After saying that, she ignored the rest of the people and fell down first.
Qianlongwu said so, but Kuihong and Fayin couldn't insist, so they had to agree.
And at the moment when the three of them had just landed, the seal stopped and looked at the sky in the distance, "Look, what is that?"
Ji Liao turned around and saw a huge flying boat riding on a cloud of fire appearing in the sky, speeding towards them.
