"Yes, after entering the barren state, I have been deducing the pill recipe to dissolve the desolate qi, but unfortunately I have not been able to succeed in the lack of a main medicine, and now it is easy to do it with this nirvana grass!"

Mu Qing said excitedly.

"Little friend, can you really refine the Niedan?"

The old man looked at Mu Qing in shock, because Mu Qing looked too young, and he didn't look like a high-grade alchemist at all.

"If you put a hundred hearts on this, you will definitely be able to, but before that, I should find your people first!"

As he spoke, Mu Qing took Lin Xi and left the small world, leaving behind the desolate people who looked at each other.

With the map, it was much easier for Mu Qing and them to do things.

This time, he asked Lin Xi and the others to find the inner area to the southwest.

And he took the little cutie to look for it in the northeast region, and by the way, attracted the attention of the three overlords.

This time, it took them a full year to gather the exiled people together.

Due to the thin aura of the Wasteland, Mu Qing was in a hurry to find the Wasteland people, so he didn't have much time to stop and cultivate.

But he is a Chaos Demon Body, and there is a Chaos Demon Tree, and he is not afraid of the desolation at all, and he still absorbs them as energy.

So no matter how salty he was, his cultivation had broken through a small realm and reached the ninth realm, that is, the third layer of the Saint King realm.

In the course of a year, he played the people of the three major overlord forces and snatched countless storage rings.

He distributed all these resources to the desolate people.

At the same time, taking advantage of the spare time, he successfully refined the Turning Niedan and dissolved the barren qi in the body of the desolate people.

As time passed, the bark-like skin and thick limbs of the desolate people slowly recovered.

And under the rich aura of the small world, the desolate people who had been suppressed for endless years finally broke out.

Over the course of a year, each of them had improved by leaps and bounds.

"Alright, march to the Imperial Palace!"

On this day, Mu Qing and the others gathered in the middle of the barren state, and their faces were full of excitement.

"Thank you for your kindness, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid that my desolate clan would really suffer a catastrophe this time!"

The old man who was first accepted into the small world by Mu Qing said.

His name is Huang Zhengbo, and he is the most senior among these survivors.

"Although I haven't met your ancestors, I admire such people, and the descendants of heroes shouldn't have such a hard time!"

On this day, Mu Qing and the others, under the leadership of Huang Zhengbo, rushed towards the Barbarian Mountain Range with a roar.

After a month of non-stop, Mu Qing and the others finally came to the bottom of the Savage Mountain Range.

What shocked them was that although the Wild Mountains were desolate, they were not as desolate as the rest of the Wasteland.

There are still some living spiritual plants in the forest, and there are many dead vines and old trees, although there are few leaves on them, but at least they are still alive.

And the wild mountains are full of wild beasts.

These are all mutant brute beasts that have survived the erosion of the barren qi.

They look unusually hideous, very different from the outside world, and some even have the same face as people, which is very infiltrating.

The Imperial Palace is located on the top of a wild mountain range.

When Mu Qing and the others appeared, they didn't attract anyone's attention.

Perhaps because there has been no attack from foreign enemies for a long time, the people of the Desolate Tribes have relaxed their vigilance and do not know that anyone has broken in.

But in the end, the desolate clan is the power of the imperial clan, and the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and there are still masters in charge after all.

Finally someone sensed the strange aura.

"Who's coming?"

With two loud shouts, two desolate people riding winged beasts rushed out.

Unlike the Wild Bosses, the Wild people here are much more normal.

Although they have a bluish complexion, they do not show signs of bark-like skin.

And their limbs aren't that thick.

"The son of the Eight Elders, Huang Zhengbo, leads the clan back, please report to the patriarch!"

At this time, Aramasato walked out.

"You...... Are you really Zhengbo Ancestor?"

"Quick, tell the patriarch!"

As soon as the two desolate people guarding the imperial palace heard that this was Desolate Zhengbo, they immediately became excited.

"It's okay, let's let everyone out!"

Huang Zhengbo turned back to Mu Qing and said.

"Good!"

As they spoke, the crowd landed on the ground.

Mu Qing released all the Desolate Tribesmen, and this time they found a total of 3,000 Desolate Tribesmen.

"Where's Uncle Zheng?"

At this time, a group of people rushed out of the imperial palace, and the leaders were all old men.

"Big brother!"

When Huang Zhengbo saw the comer, he immediately burst into tears.

Mu Qing doesn't have to worry about the next things.

Originally, his idea was that after sending the people, he would take Lin Xi and them to the ancient battlefield.

But as soon as he thought of those people from the Skyfire Clan, he stopped again.

If those people do not find him and become angry with the desolate people, then his sin will be great.

That night, after the desolate people's confession meeting, the contemporary desolate patriarch held a banquet to entertain Mu Qing and them.

In fact, most of the materials that entertained Mu Qing were given by him to Huang Zhengbo.

"Mu Qing Xiaoyou, don't say much, as long as you use my desolate clan in the future, you can just give me a word!"

The patriarch of the desolate clan, Huang Zhengye, said excitedly.

The reason why the people of the Desolate Tribes were able to survive after the catastrophe in the Desolate State was because of the power of the bloodline of the Desolate Emperor.

But even then, they suffer from the air of desolation.

Over the years, the people of the barren tribe have been dying, the fertility rate is extremely low, and the life expectancy of the people has been constantly reduced.

Moreover, the only remaining powerhouse of the Upper Five Realms of their fruits was still surviving under the ground of the Imperial Palace.

The group of people brought back by Mu Qing just enriched the people of the Desolate Clan.

The most important thing is that Mu Qing brought the Transforming Nie Dan, and also wore the Dan Fang to the alchemist of the Desolate Clan.

Mu Qing had already broken through to the seventh-rank alchemist, but the Turning Nirvana Pill was only a sixth-rank elixir, because the Turning Nirvana Grass was only a sixth-order spirit grass.

He adjusted a few flavors of auxiliary medicine to refine it, and the effect was very good.

Although the Desolate Clan has been defeated, there are still a few alchemists above the sixth grade, so Mu Qing doesn't need to worry about it at all.

"Patriarch, countless outsiders have been pouring into the Wasteland recently, you must be ready to open the Protector Array at any time!"

Mu Qing reminded.

As an imperial power, he didn't believe that the Desolate Clan didn't have a great array to protect the clan, but today when they came outside the Imperial Palace, the other party didn't notice it.

That's dangerous.

"Alas, in fact, we don't want to open the Great Array, but every time we open it, it takes a lot of spiritual energy, and the spiritual veins of my Desolate Clan have been depleted, and the remaining small section is only enough to maintain the vitality of the Great Elder. ”

Huang Zhengye said helplessly.

"It's easy!"

After Mu Qing finished speaking, he came directly outside, and then pulled out the two Xuanpin spirit veins in the small world.

"Although these two spirit veins are only Xuan products, they should be enough to maintain the operation of your desolate clan!"

"How does this work!"

Mu Qing's stroke made Huang Zhengye and Huang Zhengbo grateful, but also panicked.

Because this kindness is too great.