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Chapter 865: Flying Feather Clan

In the past, Ye Xiaochuan felt that Cangyun Mountain, which was eight hundred miles away, was already a very large mountain range, but later he learned that Cangyun Mountain was just a relatively steep mountain range in Bashu. Compared with the 5,000-mile Kunlun Mountain, the 800-mile Cangyun Mountain is simply not worth mentioning.

In the past, Ye Xiaochuan felt that the primeval jungle in Cangyun Mountain was the densest jungle in the world, with countless poisonous insects, rats and ants, as well as many beasts and monsters.

Twenty thousand miles of primeval forest, the area of a forest is the same as the area of Middle-earth, and it is terrifying to think about.

Even more terrifying are those aliens in the Black Forest.

Ye Xiaochuan has seen alien people, ten years ago on the Broken Sky Cliff, he saw a lot of monsters that were obviously not human, or with a beast head and a human body, or with a human head and a beast body, they seemed to have human blood in their bodies, which was very peculiar.

On the fourth day of entering the Black Forest, having gone deep into the jungle for two thousand miles, Ye Xiaochuan and his party finally discovered a foreign tribe, a weak Feiyu tribe, short stature, sharp-beaked monkey gills, dark skin, wings on the back, a human body, human hands, bird claws, and a mouth turned out, which was very strange.

Ye Xiaochuan covered his forehead, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly, because the elite of the dignified Five Elements Sect was tied up into a big dumpling by these people of the Flying Feather Clan, and threw it on the ground like mud, and there were two guys from the Flying Feather Clan, stepping on the back of the Straight Bundle under the mountain with one paw, and eating a long fork with both hands and clamping it on the neck of the Straight Bundle under the Mountain.

The number of this weak Flying Feather Clan is not large, and it is estimated that the entire tribal group is less than two hundred people, according to the demon husband, about the center of the Black Forest, the stronger the tribe of the aliens who live, and about two thousand miles on the periphery, are some small tribes of the alien race that have no strength.

The guy of the Flying Feather Clan, who is the leader, has two bright peacock feathers on his head, and at first glance he is a leader such as the patriarch.

It spread its wings and flew around in the air like a birdman, and muttered a bird language that Ye Xiaochuan couldn't understand, which was a real bird language, coming out of the bird's mouth.

Thirty-six alien races in Northern Xinjiang, there has always been no good impression of human beings in Middle-earth, there are often human cultivators in order to experience, come to the Black Forest to explore, and kill the alien races in Northern Xinjiang, although these alien races are very strong, a single strength and life span are far beyond ordinary humans, but after all, the number is small, several times before I want to cross the Changbai Mountain into Middle-earth, all of them have been killed by Middle-earth cultivators, and then these alien races found that they should live in the jungle of nature, although Middle-earth is splendid and prosperous, but it is not suitable for their own habitation.

Gradually, the human race in Middle-earth and the alien races in the north of the Chu River and the Han border, with Changbai Mountain as the line, only a small number of leather merchants will bring goods to do business with the barbarians in the north of Changbai Mountain in May and June when the weather is warmer. As for the white bear skin, it needs five catties of salt and a large iron pot, otherwise the clever and cunning hunters of the barbarians will not change it.

As for the stupid merchants of Middle-earth, the white bear skin that they exchanged for five catties of salt and an iron pot can be exchanged for five thousand catties of salt and a thousand iron pots after bringing back to Middle-earth, there is no need to talk to these barbarian hunters.

Ye Xiaochuan felt that it was very embarrassing to be caught by a few alien birdmen, which was really a loss. According to Yang Nineteen's character, he had already drawn out the Qingfeng Sword and chopped up these birdmen of the Flying Feather Clan to feed Wangcai, but was stopped by Ye Xiaochuan, what the demon doctor said was right, the alien races in the Black Forest actually did not pose a big threat to the cultivators, and the real threat came from the guardian of the Black Forest, the Savage Giant Demon.

Killing aliens at will, it is easy to be attacked by those giant demons, and some of the giant demons' combat power is not under the candle dragon, so it is better to have less knots.

Seeing that the patriarch of the birdman muttered a lot of generous words, Ye Xiaochuan and the others couldn't figure out what this guy was talking about, and the mountain was directly tied to it, and it was difficult for everyone to take a detour.

Qi Feiyuan, who boasted of being well-read and had a strong memory, took two steps forward, and began to speak bird language, but how could he sound different from the accent of the birdman patriarch in front of him?

Sure enough, after listening to Qi Feiyuan's words, dozens of birdmen holding knives and forks in front of them all looked at each other with a confused expression.

This is not speculation, playing the piano to the cow. It's not a language, it's strange to be able to understand it!

Ye Xiaochuan stepped forward and said, "Senior Brother Qi, you don't know what to say, don't jump out and show off blindly, it's too embarrassing." ”

Qi Feiyuan quibbled: "I've learned some beast languages, but all I learned are the beast languages of southern Xinjiang, this is northern Xinjiang, where do I know their dialect......s?"

Ye Xiaochuan didn't let Qi Feiyuan waste time, he directly said to the birdman patriarch with two feathers on his head, hugged his fists and said: "This good man, we passed by the precious land, and there is no malice towards you good men, my friend is just exploring the way in front, if you let him go, I am willing to offer two catties of salt with both hands." ”

The whole team, only Ye Xiaochuan did research on the situation in northern Xinjiang before he came, there is a shortage of salt in northern Xinjiang, since there is a shortage of human barbarians on the grassland, it is estimated that these alien races in the forest that look like humans are also lacking, so Ye Xiaochuan bought a lot of salt, linen, and big iron pots before he came, just to make friends.

The patriarch of the birdman, who was still angry just now, heard Ye Xiaochuan's words, and immediately shook his head, stretched out five fingers in the broken Middle-earth dialect, and said, "At least five catties!"

Ye Xiaochuan shook his head and said, "Three catties, no more!"

The Birdman Patriarch still shook his head stubbornly.

After Ye Xiaochuan's negotiation on the ground, he finally ransomed the mountain from the birdman patriarch with five catties of fine salt.

There is no way, I met a master of business, I insisted on five catties and did not let go, and used a fork to poke the back of the neck of the mountain down, Ye Xiaochuan had no choice but to agree.

It's just that saving the mountain can't be saved in vain, and he said to the mountain that was trampled under the feet by the birdman patriarch: "Old mountain, this patriarch has to ask for five catties of fine salt, I can give it, but you have to give me fifty taels of gold!"

"No problem!

Yamashita Zhishu agreed, and at the same time smiled bitterly in his heart, his life, in the eyes of the alien races in northern Xinjiang, was worth five catties of salt.

Everyone was stunned to see that the birdman patriarch was carrying a small bag of salt, and happily took the clansmen away, they thought they were going to have a big fight with these aliens, but Ye Xiaochuan used a small bag of fine salt to get it in a few words.

Ye Xiaochuan Jiese, Liujie and others loosened the tie to Yamashita Zhishu, and then reached out to ask for money, but the ones he used to redeem him were all good official salt, how could he not extort Yamashita Zhishu fifty taels of gold to comfort and comfort his injured heart?