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"Jun went out, Yang Liu Yiyi.

Think about me, Tao Li Fangfei.

The peach and plum do not speak, and the next is a strange thing~~"

An ancient farewell song sounded behind him, and it was the singing of the people of the Sacrifice Willow Department.

Walking out of Qianzhang, looking back, the huge figure of Liu Shen swayed in the wind, as if he was saying goodbye.

Outside the settlement, the sacrificial willow tribe sent each other off, singing nostalgically, and the old man in the green robe was still waving his hand.

Qingyang sighed slightly in his heart.

Even though he knew that the sacrifice of the willow department was gracious and there was a reason for it, he was still a little moved, and he admired the old patriarch's generosity and arrogance even more.

Thinking of this, his eyes swept over the eighteen sturdy young men in the team, all of whom were about seventeen, eighteen or twenty years old, each of whom was carefully holding a heavy jade box two feet square.

"Alas, old fox, such a method is admirable!"

Thinking back to the scene just now, Qingyang sighed in his heart.

The sacrificial willow department has three percent of the elixir with the Qing family every year, and it is thirty percent of the sum of all the elixir medicine gardens, and the thank-you gift is not amazing.

The old patriarch really kept his promise, but Qingyang was not ready to accept it completely.

Sancheng elixir, wealth is too heavy.

Such a huge amount of wealth, putting it on the Qing family at once is not necessarily a good thing, but it will definitely bring many disadvantages to the Qing family.

At least the monarch and the Xing Guozhong Shangqing, Yaqing, and Shaoqing will inevitably not feel comfortable in their hearts, and they have the sacrifice willow department guarded by the powerful willow god, they are helpless, but they have many means to clean up the Qing clan.

Considering this, Qingyang was ready to exchange these three percent elixir for one percent of the elixir products, which was still a great fortune, and it could also reduce the trouble of dealing with the elixir.

Unexpectedly, the old patriarch did not agree no matter what, not only did he not reduce the elixir given to the Qing clan, but instead gave away an additional six boxes of elixir.

For the sacrificial willow department, the elixir is just a crop that can be cultivated, and if it is sent out and then continue to plant, the finished elixir is gone, and the pharmacist will open the furnace to refine the medicine again, but the entire Northern Wilderness can repair the formation of the Ziwei Star Palace, only Qingyang is the only one.

Thinking of this, Qingyang's heart moved, he already had an idea of the arrangement of this batch of elixirs, and he must not enjoy it alone.

"Chirp~"

It's like a bird singing for a long time.

A verdant figure, dragging long tail feathers, swept through the sky, it was the seven-grade blue bird of the catkins, but there was no one on its back.

The blue bird circled around everyone for a while, chirping for a while, as if bidding farewell, Lie Muyang's expression was very strange, and his mouth even made a chirp similar to that of a blue bird, and the blue bird left with a long song.

Qingyang finally couldn't help but ask: "Brother Lie, what is the matter with Liu Fu and you? You knew each other before, can you tell me about it?"

Before the words fell, whether it was more than a dozen young people from the Willow Department or Zhong Bo, they all pricked up their ears, and it seemed that gossip would never fall into date.

Lie Muyang's face was expressionless, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but he couldn't hold back Qingyang's curiosity.

He slowly spoke: "Ten years ago, my mother was seriously ill, and my master took me to the sacrifice willow department to ask for medicine, and I met with the willow catkins several times!"

Qingyang rubbed his chin and wondered: "Ten years ago, Liu Wu was only six or seven years old, and he was only a young child, how could he offend you?"

"Fortunately at the time, after several acquaintances, she often rode a blue bird to the ochre department to play with Lord Shi Ling, which can be regarded as a good friend.

Later, the master and the old master suddenly disappeared, and my mother finally died of illness, and the catkins still came to play from time to time, but during a play, my mother's urn was smashed and splashed on the ground!

At that time, I scolded her, and she was also very angry, and used a jade bottle to hold my mother's ashes, and since then she left, I only saw her again yesterday!"

Lie Muyang's expression was very flat, there was no excitement, no sadness, it seemed that all the grief he had suffered in the past made him no longer have any touch on these worlds.

But the young man of the sacrifice willow department was not happy.

A twenty-year-old young man said indignantly: "At that time, Liu Wu was only more than eight years old, and he accidentally broke the urn, but he also lost a jade bottle carved from mutton fat and jade, and was scolded by her father for this, you have a grudge for many years!"

"That's it, the catkins cried for a month, and that's what they did!"

"Hmph, if it weren't for Brother Yi's absence, he would have to teach him a lesson!"

As the most admired beautiful girl of the willow tribe, Liu Wu was scolded by the paralyzed young man in front of him, which made more than ten young people indignant.

In the face of these young people's accusations, Lie Muyang's eyes did not change, and he didn't seem to be touched at all.

Oh no, this manifestation is clearly the presence of some psychological defects.

Ten years ago, it was Lie Muyang who was twelve years old, and from his mother's serious illness to her death, it happened to be between the age of twelve and fourteen or fifteen, and it was also a period of psychological maturity for teenagers.

First, the master, who was regarded as a dear dear, disappeared inexplicably, and then watched my dear mother struggle to die in pain, and even the most precious elixir could not save her life.

At this time, Liu Wu accidentally broke his mother's urn, which made him feel unrelieved to this day.

If this knot is not untied, I am afraid that Lie Muyang will have to stay at the peak of the seventh grade for a while.

I was about to say something more, but suddenly I saw a gust of wind blowing, and the grass around me was stirring.

A huge black shadow suddenly jumped in front of everyone, it was the black giant tiger.

It woke up and didn't see the little tiger cub, and followed the smell all the way to find the sacrificial willow department, but it didn't dare to get close to the protection range of the big willow tree, and kept waiting on the periphery.

"Ah, there are strange beasts!"

More than ten young people who sacrificed to the willow department did not expect to encounter such a powerful beast thousands of feet away from the willow god, and they could no longer care about criticizing Lie Muyang.

However, they did not flee, but quickly formed a very orderly battle formation, obviously they often went into the mountains and forests to hunt, and they had experience in fighting strange beasts.

It was only at this time that Qingyang discovered that these young people in the Sacrifice Willow Department were very deeply hidden, and they who thought that they were only at the high level of forging their bodies, all showed their aura at this time, and most of them were cultivators of the Nine Rank Strength Realm.

"Whew~"

The giant tiger roared softly, revealing his disdain for the young people of the Sacrifice Willow Tribe.

At this time, in its big eyes, there was only the little tiger cub in Qingyang's arms, and it could no longer tolerate others.

In one day and one night, the appearance of the little tiger cub changed greatly, it was only the size of two fists, but now its body has become ten times larger.

The black giant tiger looked at the little tiger cub's expression, first surprised, then puzzled, approached and sniffed carefully, his body was shocked, and his eyes were very surprised and unbelievable.

The giant tiger roared repeatedly, waking up the sleeping cub.

The little tiger cub, dressed in pitch black and shiny hair, rubbed his eyes, yawned again, and opened his eyes with some reluctance.

Seeing that his mother was in front of him, the little thing suddenly let out a cry of joy, and then struggled to jump out of Qingyang's arms and ran happily to the giant tiger.

It wasn't until the little tiger cub happily jumped up and down on the giant tiger's giant claws that the black giant tiger finally believed that it was indeed its child.

The cub, which was originally born prematurely and extremely weak, turned into a healthy little black tiger in the hands of the person entrusted to it, which made the giant tiger's eyes a little complicated.

And after Qingyang put the little tiger cub down, he led the team to continue to move forward, and he had no intention of staying at all.

The black giant tiger's expression changed, and finally roared softly, leading the little black tiger to keep up with Qingyang's pace.

More than a dozen young people from the Sacrifice Willow Department quickly regained their composure after the initial panic.

After all, it is a wild people group that has been inherited for thousands of years, there are not many people, and the strength is not weak, and there are more than ten people in the sacrificial willow department who have strange beasts and fierce bird mounts.

Seeing the big and small black tigers following behind him, Qingyang smiled slightly, it seemed that the black tigers had been completely convinced.

After a fierce battle the night before yesterday, and repairing the formation all night last night, Rao was a little tired with the strength of Qingyang's divine soul, and he couldn't wait to return to the sealed land.