Chirp landed next to the dragon, tilted his head and looked at the dragon with some confusion, as if it was something of wood.

It pecked with its head down, and with a bang, the wood on the ground moved, and it chirped in fright and held it down.

"Chirp?"

Why don't you have meat?

??????

The original chirp full of joy lowered his head and pecked a few times, but he couldn't eat the meat, and the whole bird was unhappy.

Waiting until a few people from the Qingquan tribe jumped off its back, chirped down, flew to Zishu's shoulder, and pecked her hair a little unhappily.

"I'm hungry, I still have snake meat in my space, let's eat it." ”

After Zishu finished speaking, he took out half of the alien beast snake meat from the space.

The amount of food that Jiu Jiu has eaten a little during this period of time, Zishu estimates that it is about to advance, and every time he hunts snake meat, he will keep it.

"Chirp~"

Chirp saw the snake meat, chirped happily, swished, and flew over.

"This is the dragon that occupies our spiritual spring, why does it look like a tree?"

Several people from the Qingquan tribe looked at the wood-like dragon on the ground and said very suspiciously.

They also heard the roar of the dragon just now, why did they wait for the fog to disperse and turn into wood?

"It's a tree bird. ”

Zishu explained, turned his head to the city guards and ordered: "Dig out the inner dan, its roots are still in the spiritual spring water, decompose it and bring it back." ”

After the death of the tree bird, the body is wooden, although it is a tree, but the hardness is very high, and it is not used by itself when it is brought back, and it is sold to the Ministry of Heavenly Engineering, and it is estimated that it can also exchange a lot of resources back.

In any case, this is also the transformation of the alien beast after its death.

The city guards took out their weapons and dug up six Neidans.

Then, with a sigh, he dragged the main trunk of the tree bird out of the spiritual spring.

"Ah, why did our spiritual spring water turn black?"

Qingquan Black Bear looked at the previously clear spiritual spring water, which became as black as ink, and was about to cry.

Can such spiritual spring water still make wine?

After Zishu walked over and checked it, he said, "It's polluted by the poison of the tree birds, just clean it up." ”

After she finished speaking, a green light flew out of her dantian.

The life soul clover floated into the spiritual spring water, and it didn't take long for the originally pitch-black water to regain its clarity and transparency.

After the soul sucked the poison out of the water, the light flashed and returned to Zishu's dantian.

The black poison pill, seeing the life soul coming in, swished, flew over, and hung on the end of the blade.

The poisonous gas flows down the leaves into the poison pill.

Before, it was only the size of a pea, but it didn't take long for it to become the size of a finger.

At the end of another leaf, there was a green elixir, which had grown in two months.

The green elixir is vibrant, and the black poison elixir is lifeless.

"The tree birds that have taken over your ancestral land are dead, so send someone to inform your people to return. ”

*

When night falls, the stars shine brightly.

In the valley where the Qingquan tribe is located, a bonfire is lit, and the smell of meat and wine fills the entire valley.

The dark clouds that have shrouded the Qingquan tribe for several months have finally dispersed, and it is a great joy for everyone in Qingquan to be able to return to the ancestral land.

"Thank you to the city lord for killing the tree birds that occupied our ancestral land, and our tribe has no resources, please accept these twenty jars of pure heart wine. ”

After the Qingquan patriarch finished speaking, twenty warriors came over with a wine jar and sent it to Zishu.

The Qingquan Patriarch looked at the wine, with a respectful smile on his face, but his heart was dripping blood.

Zishu raised his hand to lift a jar of wine, patted it open, poured himself a bowl, and then handed it to the bud at his side.

"How about this wine?"

After pouring a bowl for himself, Bud handed it to Yuan Feng next to him.

Zishu picked up the wooden bowl and drank a few sips, the wine was sweet, and after entering the abdomen, the aura was average, but after drinking this wine, his thinking felt more active.

It seems that there is still some effect.

The patriarch of Qingquan saw that Zishu didn't speak, thinking that Zishu felt that there were less twenty jars of wine, and he was struggling in his heart, should he let people move ten more jars out?

"Patriarch Qingquan doesn't have to be nervous, I came out this time, in addition to cleaning up the foreign beasts, I also brought out some pills and inscriptions.

I don't want you for these wines of yours in vain, this is the resource we brought out, you see what your tribe needs, you can exchange it with us with Qingxin wine.

Of course, if there is a spirit grass or a poisonous weed, it is also possible. ”

Zishu said, handing a scroll of animal skin to the patriarch of Qingquan.

After the Qingquan Patriarch took it, he unfolded it, and his eyes widened when he saw the Qi and Blood Pill marked on it, as well as the fierce beast cores needed for various pills and inscriptions.

"The primary Qi and Blood Pill only needs 300 primary fierce beast cores, and the first-level inscription weapon only needs twenty intermediate fierce beast cores?"

His voice was filled with disbelief, and his hands holding the animal skin rolls trembled slightly.

"Yes, these things are indeed more expensive than buying them in Tianjiao City, but it took a lot of time for us to bring them from Tianjiao City, and the price must be increased. Zishu explained.

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive, it's a good price. ”

Patriarch Qingquan looked at Zishu's gaze, this time with gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

This is much cheaper than the price that Ten Thousand Bats gave them before.

"What do you need to change, discuss with Yuan Feng, in the future, Tianjiao City will send people over every summer.

You can exchange spirit grass, poisonous insects, or your tribe's specialty Qingxin wine for the resources you need.

The surrounding tribes, you have met, and inform them that tomorrow summer, when Tianjiao City comes to collect taxes, they can bring the specialties of their respective tribes to trade. ”

*

Early the next morning, Zishu left with the people.

The people of the Qingquan tribe looked at Zishu and the others leaving, and they were very satisfied with last night's transaction.

They used 200 jars of Qingxin wine and some poisonous weeds to exchange for several times more Qi and Blood Pills than before, and also exchanged for a few first-class inscriptions.

From the Qingquan tribe to Tianjiao City, if they just walked, they wouldn't be able to walk at all in a few months.

Not to mention the dangers encountered along the way, there are tribes on the other side of the river who go to the tribal fair every year.

On this side of the swamp, there is hardly anyone who risks their lives to go there.

In the past, the Qi and Blood Pills they needed for cultivation were all exchanged from the hands of the Ten Thousand Bat tribe when they came to collect taxes.

The hearts of the ten thousand bats are very dark, and every year, not only do they keep the price very low, but they also take dozens of jars of Qingxin wine from their tribe.

Thinking of the wine that was given to the city lord as a reward last night, the city lord asked people to convert the Qi and Blood Pill to them.

The Qingquan Patriarch looked at the direction Zishu left and whispered, "I really wish she could always be our city lord." ”

Thinking that the city lord said last night that he would buy their wine for a long time, the face of the Qingquan patriarch showed joy again.

Their tribe can finally brew Qingxin sake with confidence.