Three days later, in the center of Daze City, Ye Yun stood under a wooden attic with more than 30 floors, looked up, and was shocked in his heart, the attic in front of him was the banner wood carving altar that the Daze tribe was building, Ye Yun officially took over the construction of the altar, and only then did he know the exact name of the largest altar in the history of the Wu Clan's fire festival, the fireworks altar.

In Ye Yun's eyes, the wooden attic in front of him is not so much an altar, but a delicate attic in the air, each floor of the attic has four corners of the volley, the four corners are supported by four staggered oblique beams, and the oblique beam is supported by a giant tree as high as a hundred zhang, and all kinds of flags are hung on the oblique beams on each floor, with various colors and colors.

The giant wood is the main beam of the support point of the whole attic, the main beam is carved with dazzling patterns, and the oblique beams on each floor also have strange and messy patterns, although the two patterns are very different, but they complement each other, which is extremely mysterious and cumbersome.

Looking at it from afar, the whole attic is like a colorful hanging corner tower, antique, carved beams and paintings, flying pavilion liudan, exquisite and exquisite, it is so unrealistic, so unreal, like a mirage.

The altar of fireworks is surrounded by towering cypresses, each of which grows very luxuriantly, but the branches and green leaves of each ancient cypress are all sprinkled on the ground, only the thick trunk stands bare, and the prime-aged laborers of the Daze tribe keep shaking their bodies and are tired and busy, carving intricate patterns on the main trunk, and the main trunk of these ancient cypress is the oblique beam that makes up the altar.

Although the civilization of the Wu clan was backward, the exquisite Cheng dù of the altar in front of him really shocked Ye Yun's heart, and after a while, Ye Yun, who had inspected the altar, frowned, and his face couldn't help but become gloomy.

"Chief, are you worried that the fireworks altar will not be completed as scheduled?" Wu Peng, who was following behind Ye Yun, glanced at Zhu Ji and said thoughtfully.

Since Ye Yun agreed to Wu Quan's request, Wu Peng and Zhu Ji both thought in their hearts that Ye Yun was responsible for the construction of the fireworks altar in order to save the two of them, so in the past few days, the two poured water on Ye Yun's tea, and after the saddle, they regarded Ye Yun as their reborn parents.

"Yes, there are less than 1,000 middle-aged laborers under construction, and it is really difficult to build a ninety-nine-story fireworks altar in ten days. Ye Yun glanced at the busy middle-aged laborers, and was worried in his heart, because if the fireworks altar could not be completed as scheduled, the two things that Wu Quan promised him at the beginning would be invalid.

As soon as Ye Yun's words fell, Wu Peng suddenly walked in front of Ye Yun and saluted: "Thanks to the chieftain's wrong love, if the lord can trust me, I will leave Daze City for a few days, and I will definitely help the lord bring back five hundred middle-aged laborers!"

"This..."Ye Yun didn't disbelieve in Wu Peng's character, but now, the Daze tribe is recruiting middle-aged laborers everywhere, and the number of people recruited is less than 1,000 people, what ability does Wu Peng, who used to be a dying person, have to recruit 500 people in just a few days? You must know that the Wu tribe people living in the land of Miaojiang are extremely scattered, and there is only a small tribe of hundreds of people within a radius of thousands of miles, and a large tribe of thousands of people like Daze City can only be seen within a radius of thousands of miles, and the middle-aged labor force is even rarer.

"Chief, although Wu Peng is a wasted person who can't practice spells and witchcraft, his appeal can't be underestimated!" Zhu Ji walked towards Wu Peng and saluted towards Ye Yun.

"Oh, why don't you tell me about it?" Ye Yun was aroused by Zhu Ji's words, arousing interest, could it be that the appeal of a chief of the Wu Sect realm is not as good as the appeal of a sacrificial Wu Peng? This thing is indeed a bit ridiculous and generous, of course, it is Wu Quan who is laughed at and generous.

"The chieftain, Wu Quan, the chief of the Daze tribe, has to use living people for blood sacrifices every year, so the small tribes around the Daze tribe don't love him, and Wu Peng and I go out all year round, visiting the chiefs of the tribes, although we don't invite the chiefs of the tribes to see them, but I have a lot of communication with many Wu civilians!" Zhu Ji, who usually rarely speaks, blinked her beautiful eyes and said a lot.

"Well, in that case, for the construction of the fireworks altar, then bother Wu Peng for you to go outside the city!" After listening to Zhu Ji's words, Ye Yun seemed to understand whether he understood or not, the friendship between a Wu clan waste and a Wu clan person actually exceeded the deterrent power of a brutal chief, Wu Peng was a young man less than twenty years old, but no matter how Ye Yun couldn't figure it out, he still gave Wu Peng a chance, and also gave himself a chance.

"Chief Xie trusts, I'll go out of the city to gather middle-aged laborers!" Although Wu Peng was thin, when he spoke, there was a heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and he looked high-spirited.

In fact, Wu Peng is the heir of the previous chief of the Daze tribe, these things are only known to the Wu tribesmen who have a deep relationship with Wu Peng, although Zhu Ji also knows, but she feels that it is a bit abrupt to say these words in front of Ye Yun, and the benevolent reputation of the previous chief of the Daze tribe has created the care of the Wu tribesmen for Wu Peng, of course, except for those chiefs who protect each other.

After seeing Wu Peng leave, Ye Yun watched around the fireworks altar for a long time, then asked Zhu Ji to take his responsibility, and he ran to the temporary residence of Daze City and quietly cultivated.

In the palace where Wu Quan lived in the east of the city, Wu Quan was enjoying a massage under the service of several beautiful girls, and a city guard ran into the palace and reported that Wu Peng had left Daze City.

The treacherous and cunning Wu Quan made up his mind in his heart, whether the fireworks altar that Ye Yun was in charge of this time could be completed as scheduled, Wu Peng must die in the fire sacrifice, he could meet the divination requirements of Chief Baba, but let go of Wu Peng and Zhu Ji, he would shirk it for various reasons.

Besides, Ye Yun couldn't complete the construction of the fireworks altar as scheduled, and he was also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, so Wu Quan felt that it was his extremely smart move to let the chief of the Baba tribe take over the construction of the fireworks altar.

Six days later, when Wu Peng led hundreds of people to the gate of Daze City, he was blocked by several city guards.

Just as Wu Peng was patiently talking to the city guard, a sinister harsh taunt interrupted his conversation with the city guard.

"Ouch yo yo

Listening to the souring taunt, even a few city guards couldn't stand it, and suddenly, their faces turned black and their noses snorted coldly, but when they turned around and saw the comer, they all wilted like frosted eggplants.

"It turned out to be you, my lord!" Wu Peng recognized it at a glance, the person who came was none other than Wu Tyrant, the leader of the city guards who repeatedly asked him to kneel.

Wu Storm squinted at the hundreds of people behind Wu Peng, glared at Wu Peng, and shouted, "You slut with so many people, are you going to rebel?"

Hundreds of middle-aged laborers all looked at Wu Storm angrily, Wu Peng shook his head with a smile, and said softly: "My lord said that he was joking, they are the middle-aged laborers I found to build the fireworks altar!"

"Oh, who are you looking for?" Wu Tyrant pretended to be extremely surprised, and said in a strange tone, in fact, in the Heavenly Witch Realm, he can make hundreds of people in front of him die with a group soul explosion spell.

"Yes. Wu Peng nodded, hundreds of middle-aged laborers were gathered by him after a long journey of six days, this is still the result of those tribal civilians looking at the face of the previous Daze tribe chief, otherwise, with Wu Peng's real communication ability, it will take some time to gather so many people.

"Hahaha..."Wu Storm let out bursts of piercing laughter, he let out a ridiculous thing in the world, put on a high-minded, but a little funny appearance, stared at Wu Peng, and sneered: "Hey, this world is really strange, there are even sluts who find someone to help him make a coffin!"

Listening to the ridicule of the witch explosion, Wu Peng could only be silent, but he knew in his heart that if the fireworks altar could not be completed as scheduled, the most solemn fire festival day in the history of the Wu clan fire festival would be his own sacrifice day, on the contrary, if he could help Chief Baba build the fireworks altar as scheduled, outsiders would seem to be looking for someone to help him make a coffin, but he had a chance to survive.

"Haha, get out, haha, go in and make a coffin for yourself, haha, this fireworks altar is the coffin of your slut, haha..."

Wu Peng took hundreds of middle-aged laborers and ran directly to the center of Daze City, where the fireworks altar was built, however, when he arrived, he did not see Ye Yun's figure, and after talking with Zhu Ji, Wu Peng learned that after he left, Ye Yun went to the residence of Daze City and closed the door.

Standing stunned and thinking for a while, Wu Peng and Zhu Ji discussed, the two did not bother Ye Yun, and the two of them consciously supervised the construction of the fireworks altar for Ye Yun.

At this moment, the number of middle-aged laborers has surged to nearly 2,000, and the construction speed of the fireworks altar has increased a lot, in the eyes of Wu Peng and Zhu Ji, the ninety-nine-story fireworks altar can be completed one day in advance, and at that time, it is not too late for the two of them to go to Chief Baba.

“...”

In the east of Daze City, Wu Quan sat in the palace, let the two beautiful women knead their legs, comfortable, full of enjoyment, when they heard the report of a city guard, after learning the news of Wu Peng's entry into the city, the dark old face was covered with a wicked smile, the day the fireworks altar was built, it was the sacrifice day of Wu Peng and Zhu Ji.

Wu Peng is the heir of the chief of the Daze tribe, Wu Quan has long known in his heart, and Wu Quan knows better than anyone else the truth of cutting grass and eradicating the roots, although Wu Peng is a waste person who cannot condense the stars in his body, but even if Wu Peng is a pig, he Wu Quan will not let it go.

Three days later, a towering skyscraper, up to ninety-nine floors of the sky attic, the fireworks altar was finally completed, Ye Yun stood on the largest altar in the history of the Wu Clan's fire festival, looking at the night, looking up at the sky full of stars, full of emotion.

During the day, he was in the attic-like fireworks altar in the air, when he kept climbing up, Ye Yun would have a feeling of wanting to be poor and go to the next level, at night, he stood at the top of the fireworks altar, above the ninety-nine floors, when he sat in the clouds and listened to the wind, people and the altar were integrated, it can be said that the dangerous building was hundreds of feet high, and the hands could pick the stars.

"Chieftain, the chief of the Daze tribe is here!" Although Ye Yun was full of intoxication, Wu Peng had to remind Ye Yun.

"Oh, where are the people?" If Ye Yun remembered correctly, Wu Quan was going to help him divination, so his whole body suddenly became excited, and his eyes exuded a bright edge.

"With dozens of powerhouses of the Heavenly Witch Realm, they are coming towards the top floor!" When Wu Peng spoke, Zhu Ji also appeared on the top floor.

"En!" Ye Yun nodded, his spiritual sense swept over the Qiankun bracelet, and he stood quietly in place, thoughtful.

Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night, and the fate of the three young people will be affected by a strong man of the Wu Sect called Wu Quan.