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"Puff ......"

Ning Wutian cut open the abdomen of the headless corpse with a single sword.

"No, how could it not be? This old thing is too poor, isn't it? ”

Ning Wutian muttered dissatisfiedly, suddenly looked at Zong Feng's headless corpse, his eyes lit up, and he cut Zong Feng's abdomen open again.

"No, this guy seems to have a very high status, how could he not have it?" Ning Wutian was puzzled.

"Vomit ......"

Suddenly, Ning Wutian heard the sound of vomiting, raised his head to look, and found that the people of the Tianmu tribe vomited a large area, especially some young girls, who vomited so much that their faces turned blue.

Ning Wutian thought about how unusual his behavior was, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all, he was looking for a treasure, not something that these simple tribal villagers could understand.

A flash of fire flashed, and the blood on Ning Wutian's hand and knife was burned clean, he put the knife away, and said to Mu Kui and the others: "You guys dispose of these corpses and throw them into the woods, it is estimated that there will be wild beasts to drag them away soon." ”

"Ah...... Okay, okay. ”

Mu Kui and a few other young people hurriedly moved, and Ning Wutian's words were like a holy decree at this moment.

"Wutian ......" Patriarch Mu Weng was also a little in a daze at this time, Ning Wutian had changed too much, he was no longer as calm as he was at the beginning, and now Ning Wutian had a lot of sharpness.

Moreover, Ning Wutian's style of acting just now made Patriarch Mu Weng very uncomfortable.

This is comparable to locusts, locusts cross the border, there is not a single drop left, and even the corpses have to be dissected.

"By the way, Patriarch, how many people are there in your tribe?" Ning Wutian asked.

"Seven hundred and twenty-three." Although he didn't know what Ning Wutian was asking for, Patriarch Mu Weng still answered truthfully.

"Seven hundred and twenty-three." Ning Wutian nodded, and then with a wave of his hand, a metal box appeared on the ground.

Then, under everyone's puzzled gaze, Ning Wutian took out a container again, but it was empty.

When I opened the metal box, it was full of Burning Sun Fruits, emitting a roaring fire, but it was only warm, not scorching.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, not knowing what Ning Wutian was doing with so many red fruits.

And Mu Qianqian, Mu Minghong and other young people who had already seen Yanyang Fruit before widened their eyes and opened their mouths wide.

Seeing this, the patriarch of Mu Weng couldn't help but take a closer look at the "red fruit" in the metal box.

The next moment, the head of the Mu Weng patriarch said: "This, this, this...... This is, the Burning Sun Holy Fruit? ”

"Qianqian, Minghong, a few of you come over and divide seven hundred and twenty-two into the container over there." Ning Wutian said to Mu Qianqian and a few other girls.

"Ah...... Oooh. ”

Several girls hurriedly did so, and at this moment they all thought that they were helping Ning Wutian do things, but they hadn't reacted to the number "seven hundred and twenty-two".

Only Patriarch Mu Weng seemed to have thought of something, and he looked at Ning Wutian in disbelief.

"This is Xinyu's tribe, and it's also my first place here." Ning Wutian smiled and said, "Wait a minute, distribute these Burning Sun Fruits to everyone in the tribe, Mu Kui already has them, so there is no need to give them to him." ”

After saying this, Ning Wutian didn't pay attention to the people of the Tianmu tribe who were in a daze, he walked directly back to his courtyard, he was not afraid that the people of the Tianmu tribe would embezzle the remaining Yanyang Fruits, if that was the case, these people were not worthy of his help at all.

Everyone in the Tianmu tribe was shaken, and since there was a record in the ancestral homeland, everyone in the clan must memorize the ancestral homeland, so everyone knew the Yanyang Fruit.

It is a miracle that each of them can now get one of the fruits that only existed in the legend.

Some people don't believe that the big box of fruits are Yanyang fruits, so they eat them directly when they get them.

As a result, they ran naked directly in the street, their bodies were transformed, and the natural flames burned their clothes.

But this kind of torment is not harmful to the body, and it will not kill people.

In just half a day, the physique of all the people in the entire Tianmu tribe has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Originally, these people were all waste materials that could not be cultivated, but because of the Burning Yang Fruit, they were transformed, and they all became fire spirit body geniuses.

……

It was already dark, and Ning Wutian was studying the ring he had obtained from the old man of the Dark Soul Sect in the courtyard.

Using Qing'er's power, he finally studied the ring thoroughly.

This ring is similar to the mustard seed ring, and there is another space in it, according to the name of the fifth continent, it is called a space ring, but the size of the space inside makes Ning Wutian very speechless.

It's only half a cubic meter, not even a cubic meter.

"It's too small, isn't it, what can it fit in such a little space? Is that the crystalline coin? Ning Wutian took out something like a coin from the ring.

This is a purple coin that is actually made, and from the information in this ring, Ning Wutian knows that this is an amethyst coin, which is the highest grade currency commonly used in the Fifth Continent.

There are also copper and silver coins underneath, as well as gold coins.

A hundred copper coins is equal to a silver coin, and a hundred silver coins are equal to a gold coin, and similarly, a hundred gold coins are equal to a purple gold coin.

From this point on, it can be seen that the purple gold coins are precious, and there are only more than a hundred purple gold coins in the space ring of the old man of the Dark Soul Sect, which makes Ning Wutian constantly complain that this guy is too poor.

Suddenly, there was a bustling sound outside.

Putting away the space ring, Ning Wutian went out to take a look, and found that there were many people outside, almost the entire Tianmu tribe had come, and brought the remaining half of the box of Yanyang Fruit.

"Patriarch Mu, who are you?" Ning Wutian wondered, it wouldn't be used for so many people to send back the Yanyang Fruit, right?

Mu Kai and Mu Kui carried the metal box in front of Ning Wutian.

Immediately, under the leadership of the Mu Weng patriarch, everyone knelt down in unison.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Ning Wutian wondered.

"Tianmu tribesmen, kneel and thank the benefactors." Patriarch Mu Weng said loudly.

"Thank you, benefactor." Everyone spoke in unison.

"You guys are too polite, I have a lot of this Yanyang Fruit." Ning Wutian helped the Mu Weng patriarch up.

The Tianmu tribesmen behind also stood up, and everyone's eyes looking at Ning Wutian were full of burning heat and gratitude.

The patriarch of Mu Weng said: "Wu Tian, your great kindness, my Tianmu tribe has nothing to repay. ”

"You're so polite, it's a trifle." Ning Wutian said.

"It may be a small thing for you, but for us, it's a big thing to survive. Now that the Totem Holy Ancestor is sleeping, my Tianmu tribe is in danger, and now that we have the fire spirit system, even if we don't have the cultivation method, we can also exercise and become strong in the most primitive way, I dare not say that we can protect ourselves in the face of monks, but at least it is not so difficult to face fierce beasts. Mu Weng patriarch said sternly.

"Yes, it may be a small thing for you, but for us it is a big thing that can save the entire tribe."

"Ning Wutian, if you have anything to say in the future, as long as we can do it, we will definitely not shirk."

All the people of the Tianmu tribe said.

When Ning Wutian heard this, he looked at the patriarch of Mu Weng, and then at Mu Qianqian, Mu Xinyu's parents and everyone else, and suddenly his heart moved.

"Qing'er, scan it, how much is the Yanyang Fruit in the box?" Ning Wutian asked in his heart.

"Master, there are seven hundred and twenty-two missing." Qing'er's voice sounded directly in Ning Wutian's heart.

It was really a simple villager, Ning Wutian smiled happily.

Under the puzzled gaze of the Mu Weng Patriarch, Ning Wutian suddenly said, "I really have something I need you to do?" ”

"What's the matter?"

Far from worrying, the people of the Tianmu tribe breathed a sigh of relief, if Ning Wutian gave them so many Burning Sun Fruits for free, but did not let them repay, they would be very uneasy.

"Study, cultivate." Ning Wutian said with a smile.