Chapter Thirty-Seven: Tai Ling
Ye Feng smiled, moved his body was no longer bloated, he knew that the people of the Arctic tribe, no one could resist the temptation of cultivating immortals, he had already explored, this world was rich in spiritual power, and there were many people with spiritual roots, and the divine sense had probed, among the thousands of people in the tribe, thirty percent could cultivate. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
And the difference is nothing more than the quality of the qualifications, but Ye Feng, who has built the foundation, and the clansmen seen in the divine consciousness, have the qualifications like themselves, and they belong to the miscellaneous spiritual roots, and in the words of the black evil, they are not suitable for cultivating the truth at all.
However, after Ye Feng thought about it again, he directly turned the condensation mantra into a booklet and passed it to the Black Valley Department.
"It's... Is this the method of cultivating immortals?" Kui Fu's lips moved slightly, and his hands trembled and grabbed the booklet, witchcraft, that is only a medium-sized tribe that was passed down from eons ago, has this kind of background, otherwise, they would not have been enslaved by the Spirit Pill.
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"Brother Feng, where are we going?" Shan'er tilted her head, and under the protection of Ye Feng, she turned into two long rainbows and flew in the air.
"Go to the Arctic steppe of your dreams, but it's a long road, so don't rush. ”
"Great......."
The two of them turned into Changhong, and they quickly passed over a tribe, causing a panic in the tribes below, and after the panic, in the tribes below, at this time, under the leadership of the two old men, dozens of people were advancing towards the Black Valley.
If you look closely, the two old men are obviously witches who have been given spirits, and those dozens of strong men are all witch servants.
"Yu'er, grandpa has gone to avenge you. One of the old men had a few black blood marks on his face, the marks seemed to have just appeared, he looked extremely hideous, and he was full of anger at the moment, and said in a low voice.
At the same time, in this tribe, a woman in a light brocade grosgrain shirt with a brocade veil on her face, under the protection of an old man and some strong men, walked slowly in the direction of the two long rainbows.
The old man, with his hair in braids, looked like an old dragon clock, but every step was extremely calm, his voice was powerful, his eyes were even more reveling, and a faint light curtain was conjured out by the old man, appearing in front of the team, making the harsh wind and sand impossible to approach at all.
The woman, like a fairy, raised her hands and feet, extremely elegant, her exposed eyes, calm and clear, as if she did not eat the fireworks of the world, and the surroundings, it seemed out of place.
"Wu Gong, this time I entered the Tailing Sect on the recommendation of the Witch God Long Xuzi, you don't need to bring so many people with you. The woman's voice was very soft, whispering, like a hollow valley orchid.
"No, if you have an accident this time, I will bear the wrath of Long Xuzi and invite the disaster of the clan. The old man flatly rejected the woman's proposal.
The old man's resoluteness made the woman silent, without speaking, and continued to walk slowly towards the east, but when the old man mentioned the disaster of extermination, a trace of despair flashed in the woman's eyes, but looking at the east, her eyes turned to show a trace of hope.
In a blink of an eye, half a moon passed, and on this day, Ye Feng did not step into the air, but walked on foot with Shan'er in the mountains, and the long flight also made him a little unbearable.
During this time, Ye Feng did not go to cultivate, but was in a hurry, accompanying Shan'er, on the way, passing it to Shan'er to cultivate the truth, and did not stop until the other party remembered the mantra.
"Brother Feng, is this what you said about the department? Shan'er's little face was a little dry, and she had been in the mountains for a long time, although she didn't say anything when she was young, Ye Feng saw Shan'er gritting her teeth several times, which made him a little unbearable.
"yes, let's take a look. Standing on the edge of a mountain range, Ye Feng looked ahead, only to see that not far below the mountain range, there was an extremely open flat land, at a glance, there were no mountains, some, only a desert composed of countless wind and sand.
In the desert, there are thousands of stone houses standing there, which is extremely spectacular. Around, there is an incomparably huge wall, surrounding the entire area, which made Ye Feng or Shan'er shocked for a long time before he came to his senses.
Ye Feng touched Shan'er's head, pulled her down the mountain, and not long after, they came to a stone road in the mountains, and at this time, Ye Feng and Shan'er saw outsiders for the first time during this time.
The stone road is very wide, along the two sides of the ridge wall winding away, on the road, there are a lot of animal clothes, or like the cloth clothes on Ye Feng and Shan'er, from the other side of the stone road can not see the end of the direction, to the direction of the department, or to return.
Ye Feng knew that this huge stone road was the road to Bufang, and the two of them had been flying in the rainbow, so it was inevitable that they did not pay attention, but landed directly in the mountains.
"That's a lot of people. Shan'er said happily, for half a month, she was either flying in the air or hurrying among the barren mountains, and she couldn't see a single figure at all.
Shan'er's words attracted the attention of many pedestrians on the road, but when they looked at Ye Feng and Shan'er, they all looked sideways, not to mention the dress of the two, the closest tribe from here would be two days away, and Ye Feng and the two of them did not have a little dust.
Walking along the huge stone road, Ye Feng noticed that passers-by were basically carrying some cloth bags, or some men were dragging the entire huge beast.
Coming to the North Pole, it has been nearly three years, Ye Feng is also the first time to see such a passerby, in the past, in the barren mountains, only occasionally met one or two strangers, curiously looking at a large number of passers-by Ye Feng, pulled Shan'er forward, not far away, is the department.
The Tailing Department, inherited from thousands of years ago, its history, no one can trace it, because it is too old, its tribe is also famous in the entire Arctic, and the tribe controls a large area around it.
There are more than 100,000 tribesmen, belonging to a medium-sized tribe, the strength of the clan, the witch worship alone is as many as hundreds, and the witch servants are countless, and in the tribe, there are dozens of people who have been given the method of cultivating immortals by the witch god.
These people have a very high status, in the eyes of the tribesmen, they are real immortals of the same kind as the witch god, but these do not allow the Tailing Department to spread its name to the North Pole, what really makes it famous is the Tailing Sect behind it, which was founded by a strong witch cultivator of the Tailing Department, a sect full of mysteries, legends, and wizards abound.
What's more legendary is that there are no so-called witch gods in Tailing Sect, they have their own system.
Tailing Fang, belonging to the Tailing Ministry, is thousands of feet away from the main department, and the main department is the main department through the desert, and this fang is established by the tribes under the jurisdiction of the surrounding Tailing Department, and the power is complex.
Because of its topography and the fact that it is a ministry, the floating population here is very large, and gradually, from the initial size of a small tribe, it has developed into today's scale.
At this time, Ye Feng and Shan'er looked at the long queue of dozens of people in front of them, and could only line up helplessly, looking up at the huge wall curiously.
In front of the team, several Tailingfang guards wearing chain armor issued passes to the ministry without expression, and a few cheers came out from time to time, making Ye Feng behind him frown.
The divine consciousness quietly probed out, and suddenly, the cultivation of everyone around him was clear at a glance, Ye Feng shook his head, in the divine consciousness, none of them were people who cultivated the truth, they were all strong witch servants, even those guards, they were only the eighth layer of witch servants, and these could not even be used by spells.
With the movement of the people in front of him, until an hour passed, it was finally Ye Feng's turn, looking at the majestic gate made of steel, which made Ye Feng stunned, this was the first time he had just arrived at the gate made of steel in the North Pole.
"Why are you stunned, why don't you come over quickly. An ironclad guard saw that Ye Feng was in a daze there, so he opened his mouth and shouted, causing Ye Feng on the side to hurriedly walk under the giant gate.
"Name. The ironclad guard glanced at Ye Feng and Shan'er, and there were two more stone tokens and a vermilion brush in their hands.
"Ye Feng, Ye Shan. Glancing at the brush in the guard's hand, Ye Feng froze, only to see that after he reported his name, the other party's brush turned red, and he drew a few strokes on the token.
"Tribes. ”
"Kuroyabe. ”
"Hmm, Black Valley Department?" the guard looked at the fat man in front of him, and said sharply: "That small tribe is in the extreme west, you two are just ordinary clansmen who are powerless, how can you get here." ”
Obviously, the guards also have a way to check the cultivation of the various tribesmen.
"The two of us are here with a tribal hunting party. ”
"Tribal hunting team?" the guard's face was relieved when he heard this, many ordinary clansmen couldn't pass through some barren mountains at all, and they could indeed only rely on some tribal hunting teams.
"Three beast crystals for one person. The guard didn't look at Ye Feng, but directly threw the token in his hand to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng nodded, looking down this way, everyone had to hand over three beast crystals to get the token to enter the city, and looked at the token, there was no word on it, at this time, under the virtual painting of the vermilion brush, the information that Ye Feng said before suddenly appeared, as if it was engraved.
In the guard's impatient eyes, Ye Feng took out six beast crystals and handed them to Ye Guard, his expression suddenly moved, and he turned his head to look at the sky behind him.
"Hurry up and get in, it's going to get dark later." The guard took the beast crystal and urged Ye Feng.
Ye Feng nodded, pulled Shan'er towards the city gate, and turned his head on the way to see that the sky people and several Changhongs were rapidly approaching.