"How about handing over half of the harvest?"
It seemed like a discussion, but there was a hint of refusal in the tone.
Yuren, this clan is proud and arrogant, and they despise everything.
The largest king of the Yuren, Cancong, is known as Baidi. He lives high in the Cloud Palace on the top of the mountain. His arrogance can be seen by letting others call him the Emperor of Heaven.
Arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant.
You, the merchant of Dayi, are the "god", and the great Shu kingdom is the "emperor of heaven".
Yuren was suspended in mid-air, with a trace of contempt and disgust in his vertical pupils.
Yu people live long lives and are very disgusted with death. Even after death, they will not go to the ground and become ghosts, but will disappear between heaven and earth. They look down on all short-lived species.
Not to mention these ghostly ghosts.
Tang Ping and Mandrill looked at each other.
Mandrill is obviously also afraid of these feathered people.
"Okay, I'm willing to pay half of the harvest."
The mandrill had no choice but to surrender.
Tang Ping also agreed.
"Okay, Wu Yang, Ming, and Ge. You three will guard the underworld from now on and be responsible for collecting taxes."
Feathered Deer didn't want to stay any longer and continued to fly to the next place to inform other forces.
The whole underworld must be harvested by them.
The three wizards should not be the legendary Zongmu wizards. Under the display of Tang Ping's Dharma Eyes, they were only about the strength of the evil spirit.
"From now on, we will come to your door to receive the goods in person every year for four gifts. We hope you will not bring them with you."
The three Zongmu people told them their addresses.
It is located on the edge of the cliff where the original sacrifice was made.
There is a palace on the edge of the cliff. It was originally the residence of Taiwei Mang, the direct descendant of Tang God, and a group of wizards. Later, after they ran away, the place became vacant, and this time it welcomed a new owner.
"This is too much!"
After everyone left, Mandrill couldn't help but curse.
"Humph, evil people will have their own troubles."
Tang Pingpi was smiling.
"I'm going back first. I'll come and pick up the evil spirits later."
The difficulty in absorbing evil spirits is firstly to absorb evil spirits, and secondly to find evil spirits.
It was good for Tang Ping to have the earth python. Others could not absorb the same evil spirit. If the amount of evil energy was not enough, they would have to look for it all over the mountains and plains.
"Okay, let's talk if you need anything."
Tang Ping returned to the banyan tree, and then quickly ducked under the water.
"Xiao Qing, tell all the water tribes to hide! Hide in the underwater palace."
Tang Ping ordered Xiao Qing as soon as he came back.
Although Xiaoqing was confused, she didn't doubt anything.
It was covered in dragon armor and wearing a lotus leaf hat. With a whoosh, it jumped out of the water like a rocket.
Guaguagua!
After a few frog calls, there was a swishing sound in the surrounding mangroves, and many fish, shrimps and crabs were seen emerging.
Twenty of each type, a total of sixty aquariums.
"It's not peaceful outside at this time. You guys should hide for a few days. From now on, you will have to hide every time there is a big gift."
"yes!"
Black fish black husband, lobster red husband, crab gray husband said in unison.
These few are about to become demons, and are about to break through to evil spirits.
"Follow me." Tang Ping said to Xiao Qing.
Xiao Qing put away the dragon armor, swallowed it in one gulp, and then jumped onto Tang Ping's shoulders.
Tang Ping felt a heavy weight. He poked the frog's belly and said helplessly: "Don't lie down next time. I wonder how much you weigh?"
"Quack." The frog looked downcast.
Three days later.
Xia Daguo ceremony.
It’s another group of ghosts fighting and enjoying sacrifices.
There are four sacrifices a year, and the sacrifices and sunken jade are both good things.
Although most wandering gods also have their own altars in the mortal world, they still cannot compare to this official luxury.
The war affects the economy, especially after taking such a cut, the major forces become increasingly poor.
Soon, the ceremony ended.
The eight wandering gods of the underworld, except Mandrill, all participated.
This time Zhu Rong Fire Ghost came out on top.
This ghost has tattoos on his hair, a fire dragon on his feet, and is surrounded by mostly fire ghosts.
Not only did he take Shen Yu, but he also ate many boys and girls.
"Chen Yu..."
Tang Ping's eyes flickered.
From a Dharma perspective, Shen Yu has the purest energy, more than all the sacrifices on the altar combined.
If its energy is absorbed, the territory will definitely increase dramatically.
Now we either have to wait for the Xiong clan in Yangjian to found a country, or grab one, but we have to wait until Youshen.
The top priority is to stock up on more elixirs and evil spirits.
The former can guarantee a smooth breakthrough, and the latter naturally needless to say.
At this time, a dark wind blew over.
Whoosh!
A tall, tall man.
"Yang Wizard."
Before Tang Ping sensed the arrival of this person, he immediately changed into a tree bark look on his face.
The frogs and Zhang Qi next to them immediately became harmless to humans and animals.
Wu Yang nodded and looked around, a trace of greed flashing in his eyes.
There are quite a few spiritual creatures growing in this place, and some are still growing.
There are twenty orchids, plus thirty seedlings that are about to grow.
There are twenty sunflowers and thirty seedlings.
The ghost rice and cotton still nearby are not too important.
This guy's stuff is pretty good, second only to Mandrill.
"Have you harvested it?" Wu Yang asked.
"Well, it's better." Tang Ping smiled solemnly, and the expression on his face was invisible.
Then he opened the storage bag and poured out a bunch of orchid dew bottles, melon seeds, and a small amount of ghost rice.
Wu Yang was also very trustworthy and only charged 50%.
Before leaving, I still couldn't forget to look at this piece of land.
In his opinion, it may not be that Tang Ping is powerful, but it may be that this Yin Earth is powerful.
"Quack quack quack!!"
After the people left, Xiaoqing's cheeks puffed up with anger.
"Marquis Shen! Give me a troop of soldiers and horses, and I will kill this man in a formation."
The master humiliated his minister to death, Zhang Qi could no longer bear it.
In his opinion, as long as he intercepts him halfway, he is 80% sure to kill this person.
"Hmph, why are you so anxious? Barbarians know how to fight and kill. They died as soon as they came out of our place. What if they are exposed? It doesn't matter whether this person dies or not. The key is our plan."
Tang Ping spoke righteously, but his rolling eyes undoubtedly exposed his true thoughts.
"Even if you want to kill, you have to kill in a low-key manner...Zhang Qi, write Wu Yang's name in the book, and put it at the top!"
"yes!"
Zhang Qi took out a pen and wrote the word Wu Yang before Yu Renqing's name.
"Keep farming, be sure to keep an eye on it!"
Then another year passed.
The Jinghuai War is not over yet.
With the exploitation of the Wu family, not only did the ghost market have less stuff, but the ghosts in the underworld became poorer. Tang Ping could even clearly feel that the Wu family was also in poverty.
This day, ghost market.
Tang Ping took the items and exchanged them with the mysterious man.
The death aura on this man's body became increasingly intense.
Tang Ping couldn't help but said:
"Friend, are you about to break through to the Youshen? Why don't you give it one last try? I'll give you 60,000 yuan to buy your cultivation method, and take this opportunity to try it again. What if you succeed?"
The mysterious man hesitated for a moment, but finally did not nod.
"Hurry up and leave after shopping!"
"Next time, next time I will stay in solitary confinement for a long time. When I come out, I won't know how old it is."
Tang Ping smiled.
Nowadays, supplies are scarce and everyone is in danger.
This guy should be a loose immortal in the mountains. He can only obtain materials through the ghost market. I'm afraid life will be difficult now.
Tang Ping had been grinding against this guy for almost ten years.
Although I failed every time, I felt like I could really succeed this time.
In this way, you can produce elixirs independently and no longer have to be controlled by others.
A few more months passed.
July 15th.
Tang Ping came back from enjoying the mortal sacrifice.
Under the banyan tree, Frog, Zhang Qi, and a group of ghost soldiers were squatting on the ground holding bowls and eating.
These ghosts are now being led more and more outrageously by the frog.
He has a cautious personality and I don’t know who he learned it from.
At this time, another ghost mist came.
A man with vertical pupils came out of the ghostly mist.
"Wizard Yang? Today is not the time to hand it in, right? There is nothing here."
It usually only comes during the Fourth Ceremony, so why did it appear on July 15th?
Tang Ping was a little strange. He had been watching this guy for more than half a year. Except for collecting taxes, this guy usually didn't show up at other times, which made him very easy to find.
"Don't pretend, you guys are the richest, give me some first, and next time I'll lie to you about the harvest and pay less tax." Wu Yang had a faint smile on his face, "I don't want more, 30,000 yuan. Ten bottles of orchid dew, a hundred sunflowers."
Wu Yang pressed forward step by step. As soon as he came, all the ghost soldiers behind Mao Hou became silent. Some were even too frightened to look up at him, especially the old man.
It seems that he still has some prestige.
Mao Hou, who has the highest level of cultivation, seems to be just a newcomer to the evil soul. How can he compare with himself, who is at the peak of the evil soul?
"This...is not in line with the rules. If someone finds out..."
Tang Ping was a little embarrassed.
"Don't worry, no one or ghost will know that I'm in private this time."
When Wu Yang said these words.
Suddenly it felt quiet all around.
I saw everyone on the opposite side looking at each other with weird smiles on their faces.
The old man Zhang Qi took out a strange notebook. The frog covered his mouth hard, as if he was suppressing laughter.
"What's your attitude?" Wu Yang was angry.
"Hahaha!!"
Instead of being afraid, the ghosts burst into laughter.
Tang Ping smiled brightly, not as submissive as before.
"No one knows? Then you still dare to come?"
boom!
