Deep in the pristine mountains, there are towering ancient trees and wild vines. In summer, the branches are lush and the vegetation is fresh and natural. There are many beautiful birds on the trees, black and white, red heads, green bodies, and colorful.
From time to time, a big bird flies by, wearing gorgeous clothes like a phoenix. There are no animals here, it is a paradise for birds, with endless chirping and various calls.
Under the tree, a little boy of five or six years old was half-hidden under a tree, tying branches with leaves to cover his shame. He had long black hair and a dirty little face. Turning a blind eye, he held a wooden slingshot, pulled the rope as high as possible, and tried his best to aim at a colorful bird.
"despair!"
He released his fingers, and a pebble the size of his little finger shot out quickly, hitting the wing of a flower bird without any bias, and the bird screamed and fled.
He smiled and fired another bullet. This time he missed, and the flowers and birds flew away in panic.
He also spotted a red bird, picked up a pebble from the ground, put it on, closed one eye and took aim. At this time, a young man held his hand and stopped it from launching.
The little boy raised his head and stared blankly at the sudden person with innocent eyes. The young man smiled slightly, very gently, shook his head and whispered to the little boy: "Don't hurt the bird, it will be very painful."
The little boy pouted, knowing that he had done something wrong. My mother often warned me not to hurt the birds, but I just couldn't help it. The birds flew so high and wouldn't even play with me. The little bat was very lonely.
So he hid the slingshot behind his back, lowered his head and admitted his mistake in a sweet voice: "I feel guilty for hitting a bird. Although it is not fatal, it still hurts a lot. I saw it take off and tilt a little. It landed on another branch, and another pebble hit the trunk next to it. Two feathers fell off, and it flapped its wings and moved away from here again."
The young man has a slender body, a sunny face, a touch of melancholy in his eyes, long light blue hair, and a wisp of white hair on his forehead. After listening to the little boy's story, he touched his head and said gently: "You are Little Bat!"
The little boy blinked and said, "They said my mother was here, so I came here."
"Your mother should have returned to Purple Bat Cliff by now. I will take you back soon." The young man said softly.
"Thank you, big brother." The little boy said in a sweet voice.
"Call uncle."
Ling Han and Xiao Bai were taken into the primitive mountains by three big monsters. Looking down from the air, they saw the endless dense mountain forest. No monster dared to roar wherever they passed.
After getting along with each other for a few days, I realized that the three great demons were not malicious, so I put my heart to it.
The journey was long and it would take several days to reach the Black Bird Tribe. During this period, Huoyao Moya had been cold and silent, and the Eight-Wing Empress was unwilling to say anything more. Only the gentle and delicate Jiucai chatted with Ling Han to relieve his boredom.
Only then did Ling Han realize that Jiucai was actually a nine-colored phoenix-tailed chicken. She looked at Ling Han with her big curious eyes without blinking, and said doubtfully: "I smell the scent of my tribe on you."
Ling Han was stunned and didn't know how to answer. There was a colorful phoenix-tailed chicken living in the ring.
Jiucai did not mean to press Ling Han, and explained: "The Phoenix Tail Chicken clan is very weak. Because it has special abilities and has many benefits to humans and monsters, it is always hunted, so it needs the protection of the Black Sparrow Empress."
Of course Ling Han knew that the phoenix-tailed chicken was a great tonic, good for human cultivation and longevity, not to mention monsters. Even Xiao Bai had a soft spot for it.
No matter how you look at it, it feels like Xiaobai has been staring at Jiucai, his mouth is watering, and he wants to pounce on it and take a bite.
Jiucai comforted the colorful phoenix-tailed chicken, pointed at Xiaobai and said to Ling Han: "The Demon Moon Rat Wolf has a great connection with the Black Bird Tribe. It should be the only one left in the world. It is currently in its infancy. If you are invited to be our guests this time, maybe It helps a little bit.”
Then he stared at Ling Han and said, "The Demon Moon Rat Wolf is following you, so your identity must be unusual."
"Maybe there are many involvements." Ling Han said calmly: "But I am just an ordinary person, a young man who wanders around in the world."
The Black Bird tribe has a vast sphere of influence, occupying the western part of the primitive deep mountains. On the lush and towering trees, there are all kinds of birds, big or small, but there is no trace of animals.
Ling Han suddenly realized something and asked, "Could the Black Bird Tribe be the sacred bird Fiery Black Bird?" She is an emperor-like existence in this territory. No monsters dare to offend, and she is also a sacred place for birds!
"Have you heard of the Black Sparrow Empress?" Jiucai's long eyelashes and big eyes looked at Ling Han with interest like an eighteen-year-old girl.
Ling Han said: "I heard it when I was a child. It is said that she is the strongest demon emperor in the primitive mountains!"
"Giggle!" Jiucai smiled, flourishing, and said to Ling Han: "I don't dare to say that. Although the Black Sparrow Empress is a very powerful existence and has few opponents, she still dare not say that she is the strongest in the primitive mountains."
"The Fiery Black Bird is revered as the Demon Emperor. He must have broken through the boundaries of heaven and is in the Yin and Yang realm!" Ling Han secretly smacked his tongue.
"Yes, in the Yin-Yang realm, you are respectfully called the emperor! You humans who are strong in the Yin-Yang realm are also called great emperors! However, there are not many great emperors in this continent anymore." Jiucai was a little sad, as if recalling the past.
I think back then, the ancestors of mankind, Emperor Xuanyuan and Emperor Shennong, were the strongest men in the world. They resisted foreign invaders and protected the peace of the human race. Later, they became immortals and disappeared.
Humans call the monsters in the heavenly realm great demons, and they call themselves demon kings. If placed in the human world, they would still be princes, but the legendary emperor was actually a strong man in the yin and yang realm!
The Sky Poison Sect is only two Heaven Realm experts, but they provoked three great demons at once. How could they not be destroyed? Fortunately, most demon kings have the dignity of a king and disdain to kill innocent people indiscriminately. Otherwise, the Sky Poison Sect would not be destroyed. None of the disciples of the sect will survive.
Jiucai turned around and said to the Eight-Winged Empress: "Isn't the Empress going back to Purple Bat Cliff?"
"I'm coming with you. I happen to have something to discuss with the Empress." The Eight-Winged Empress said.
Arriving at the core area of the Black Bird Tribe, there was a lush forest. From the colorful clouds floating down, to walking, Ling Han enjoyed the beautiful scenery all the way. Perhaps he was one of the very few humans who could make it this far.
Not far away, there are houses made of pure natural trees, a giant tree hundreds of feet thick, with a wide space for living in the middle. What is even more amazing is that it does not affect the life of the giant tree and is still growing.
There were patches of crystal clear spiritual fruit trees growing around them. Ling Han could vaguely see the precious demon spirit fruit trees, holy spirit fruit trees, etc. The fruits were immature, with lush branches and leaves, and thick trunks that were thousands of years old.
A clear river runs through it, and the stream is surrounded by spiritual mist, like a fairyland.
There are countless rare and rare herbs that have been around for a long time, and there are countless top-quality spiritual herbs. Seeing Ling Han, Xiaobai was dazzled. Xiaobai had already broken away from Ling Han's arms and went around.
Ling Han didn't have Xiao Bai's courage. If he broke something, he couldn't afford to pay for it. He was not allowed to leave, had no power to resist, and was not allowed to be enslaved, so Ling Han walked extremely carefully.
A majestic giant tree palace that is a hundred feet wide and a thousand feet high stands tall and straight in front of you. It is resplendent, majestic and majestic, and has uncanny craftsmanship. This is probably the residence of the Black Bird Demon Emperor.
The root system is extremely huge, intertwined, and endless, like a horned dragon crawling on the ground. The golden branches and jade leaves are shining brightly without any mottled blemishes.
The visual impact shocked Ling Han's heart. It was sacred and solemn, and he felt an urge to worship.
A colorful bird that resembled a starling flew to Jiucai's shoulder: "The Empress is waiting for you at the sacred tree."
"Okay, let's go in now." Jiucai smiled at her, and then said softly: "Can you help me take care of her?"
"Ah, she is a member of Sister Jiucai's tribe! You can ask the empress to reward her with a spiritual grass later, and she will get better after taking it." The kind-hearted Bago saw that the colorful phoenix-tailed chicken in Jiucai's arms had little life left, and he was very worried. It was sympathy, even ignoring the human being Ling Han.
"Yeah, I will." Jiucai nodded.
