"How about handing over half of the harvest?"

It seems to be a discussion, but the tone has a hint that cannot be refused.

The feather people, this clan is arrogant and despises everything.

The eldest king of the feather people, the White Emperor, lives high in the cloud palace on the top of the mountain, and let others call him the Emperor of Heaven, you can see their arrogance.

Arrogance, arrogance, and empty eyes.

Your Dayi merchant is "God", and Dashu is the "Emperor of Heaven".

The feathered man was suspended in the air, with a hint of contempt and disgust in his vertical pupils.

The feather people have a long life, and the psychology of being tired of death is very serious, even after death, they will not enter the earth and turn into ghosts, but dissipate the heaven and earth, and they look down on all short-lived species.

Not to mention these ghostly ghosts.

Tang Ping and Shanxiao glanced at each other.

The mandrills were clearly afraid of these feathered people as well.

"Okay, I'm willing to pay half of the harvest."

Mandrill had no choice but to relent.

Tang Ping also agreed.

"That's good, Wu Yang, life, Ge. The three of you will guard the underworld and be responsible for collecting taxes. ”

Yurenlu didn't want to stay for a moment, and continued to fly to the next place to inform the other forces.

The whole world of hell will be harvested by them.

The three wizards should not be the legendary long-eyed witches, and under the display of Tang Ping's eyes, they only have the strength of the evil soul.

"In the future, we will come to the door to receive the goods in person for the four ceremonies every year, and I hope you don't carry them."

The three Zongmu men said 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, which was originally the location of the Tang Shen's descendant Python Taiwei and a group of wizards, but after they ran away, the place was idle, and this time it ushered in a new owner.

"It's too much of a deception!!"

After everyone left, the mandrill couldn't help but scold.

"Hmph, the wicked have their own wicked grinding."

Tang Pingpi didn't smile.

"I'll go back first, I'll come and get it later."

The difficulty of absorbing evil qi is to absorb evil qi first, and the second is to find evil qi.

Tang Ping has an earth python is quite good, others can't absorb the same kind of evil qi, if the amount of evil qi is not enough, they can only go all over the mountains to find it.

"Okay, let's talk about what you need."

Tang Ping returned to the banyan tree, and then quickly dodged underwater.

"Xiaoqing, tell all the water tribes to hide! Hide in an underwater palace. ”

As soon as Tang Ping came back, he ordered Xiaoqing.

Although Xiaoqing was puzzled, she didn't doubt anything.

I saw that it was covered with dragon armor, stepping on a lotus leaf hat, and swished, like a rocket, it burst out of the water.

Quack!

After a few frog calls, the surrounding mangrove forest sounded a swishing sound, and I saw many fish, shrimp and crabs popping up.

Twenty of each, for a total of sixty aquariums.

"It's not peaceful outside during this time, you hide for a few days first, and then you have to hide every big gift."

"Yes!"

The black fish black, the lobster red man, and the crab gray man said in unison.

These few are about to become demons, and they are about to break through to the evil soul.

"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 shoulder.

Tang Ping only felt a sink, he poked the frog's stomach, and said helplessly: "Don't lie down next time, I don't know how heavy you are?" ”

"Quack." The frog hung its head.

Three days later.

Xia Dayu ceremony.

It's a group of ghosts fighting again, enjoying the sacrifice.

The sacrifice is held four times a year, and its offerings and Shenyu are all good things.

Although most of the wandering gods also have their own altars in the mortal world, they still can't compare to this official luxury.

The war affects the economy, especially after being cut in this way, and the major powers are getting poorer and poorer.

Soon, the festival ended.

The eight great wandering gods of the underworld, except for the mandrills who did not participate, all the others participated.

This time, the Zhurong Fire Ghost came out on top.

This ghost has a tattoo on his hair, steps on a fire dragon, and is surrounded by fire ghosts.

not only took Shen Yu, but also ate a lot of boys and girls.

"Shen Yu ......"

Tang Ping's eyes flickered.

From the point of view of the law, Shen Yu has the purest energy, more than all the sacrifices on the altar combined.

If it absorbs its energy, the territory will definitely skyrocket.

Now it's either waiting for the Yang Xiong clan to build a country, or it's just grabbing one, but it's going to wait until Youshen.

The top priority is to stock up on a little more elixir and evil spirit.

The former can guarantee a smooth breakthrough, and the latter naturally does not need to be said.

At this moment, a cloudy wind blew.

Sou!

A tall, long-eyed man.

"Yang Wizard."

Before Tang Ping sensed that this person was coming, he immediately turned into a bark on his face.

The frogs and Zhang Qi around him immediately turned into harmless human and animal appearances.

Wu Yang nodded, looked around, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

There are still a lot of spiritual things planted in this place, and some are growing.

There are twenty orchid dews, plus thirty seedlings that are about to grow.

Twenty sunflower sunflowers, and thirty seedlings.

The ghost rice and cotton that are nearby are not too important.

This man's stuff is good, second only to mandrills.

"Is the harvest finished?" Wu Yang asked.

"Well, it's already good." Tang Ping didn't smile, and he couldn't see the expression on his face.

Then he opened the storage bag and poured out a bunch of Youlanlu bottles and melon seeds, as well as a small amount of ghost rice.

Wu Yang is also very trustworthy, and only received fifty percent.

Before leaving, I never forgot to look at this yin soil.

In his opinion, it may not be that Tang Ping is powerful, or maybe this yin land is strong.

"Quack!!"

After the others left, Xiaoqing's cheeks bulged out with anger.

"Shenhou! Give me a soldier and horse, and the micro-minister will behead this person. ”

The lord humiliated the ministers to death, and Zhang Qi couldn't hold back any longer.

In his opinion, as long as he intercepted and killed him halfway, he was eighty percent sure of killing this person.

"Hmph, what's the hurry? The barbarians know how to fight and kill, and they will die as soon as they come out of us, what if they are exposed? It doesn't matter if this person dies or not, the key is our big plan. ”

Tang Ping said righteously and awe-inspiringly, but his dripping eyes undoubtedly exposed his true thoughts.

"Even if you want to kill, you have to kill it in a low-key manner...... Zhang Qi, Wu Yang's name is written in the notebook, and he is at the top! ”

"Yes!"

Zhang Qi took out a pen and wrote the word Wuyang in front of Yu Renqing's name.

"Keep farming, don't be optimistic!"

And then another year passed.

The Jinghuai War was not over yet.

With the exploitation of the Wu family, not only are there fewer things in the ghost market, but the ghosts in the underworld are poor, and Tang Ping can even clearly feel that the people of the Wu family are also poor.

On this day, the ghost market.

Tang Ping took the things and exchanged them with the mysterious man.

The death of this man grew stronger and stronger.

Seeing this, Tang Ping couldn't help but say:

"Friend, you're about to break through the wandering gods, aren't you? Why don't you fight for it at the end, I'll pay 60,000 yuan to buy your cultivation method, and take this opportunity to rush again, what if it happens? ”

The mysterious man hesitated for a moment, but finally did not nod.

"Hurry up and leave after shopping!"

"Next time, next time I will close the long retreat, and when I come out again, I don't know the year of the monkey."

Tang Ping said with a smile.

Now there is a shortage of materials, and everyone is in danger.

This guy should be a mountain and wild scattered immortal, and he can only obtain materials through the ghost market, and I'm afraid that life will not be easy now.

Tang Ping has been grinding this guy for almost ten years.

I failed every time, but I felt like I could succeed this time.

In this way, they can produce their own elixir independently, and they no longer have to be controlled by others.

And a few more months passed.

Ghost Festival.

Tang Ping came back from enjoying the mortal sacrifice.

Under the banyan tree, frogs and Zhang Qi, as well as a group of ghost soldiers, were squatting on the ground holding bowls to eat.

These ghosts are now being led more and more outrageously by frogs.

They are all cautious, and they don't know who to learn from.

At this time, another ghostly fog struck.

A longitudinal-eyed man with vertical eyes came from the ghost fog.

"Yang Wizard? Today isn't the time to turn in, there's nothing on the lower side. ”

Usually the four salutes come, why did it appear on July 15th?

Tang Ping was a little strange, he stared at this guy for more than half a year, and this guy generally didn't show up at other times except for collecting taxes, which made him easy to find.

"Don't pretend, you guys are the richest, give me a little first, and next time I will lie to you about the harvest and pay a little less tax." Wu Yang had a faint smile on his face, "I don't want more, 30,000 Wen, ten bottles of Youlan Dew, and 100 Sun Demon Flowers." ”

Wu Yang pressed forward step by step, and as soon as he came, all the ghost soldiers behind this Mao Hou stopped talking, and they were even a little frightened and didn't dare to look up at themselves, especially the old man.

It seems that he still has some prestige.

Maohou, who has the highest cultivation, seems to be just a newcomer to the Evil Soul, how can he compare with his own peak of the Evil Soul?

"This ...... Don't you follow the rules, in case someone finds out......"

Tang Ping was a little embarrassed.

"Don't worry, I'm going to be private this time, and no one or ghost knows."

Wu Yang said this sentence at the same time.

Suddenly, I felt quiet all around.

I saw that everyone on the other side looked at each other with strange smiles on their faces.

The old man Zhang Qi took out a strange notebook, and the frog covered his mouth vigorously, as if he was holding back a smile.

"What is your attitude?" Wu Yang was furious.

"Hahaha!!"

Instead of being afraid, the demons burst into laughter.

Tang Ping smiled brightly, without the submissiveness just now.

"Nobody knows? Then you still dare to come? ”

Rumble!