(Three chapters have been published, but there are no more today.)
Lu Xiaotian has already gone to several different minefields, which can be regarded as carrying out the tasks assigned by Yan Ji. He does not have to face too big a threat for the time being, and Lu Xiaotian also intends to stay with Xiang Qingcheng for a while to make up for the long separation before and let the other party
A day of fear.
Once he returns to the Turtle Spirit Immortal Domain, even if Lu Xiaotian basically stays in the territory to practice or refine elixirs, there are always complicated interests to consider outside, and Lu Xiaotian will have to put in some effort to earn immortal crystals. But after leaving the Turtle Spirit Fairyland,
In the Lingxian Realm, there are no such entanglements of interests, so it can be considered to be somewhat relaxed for the time being.
Along the way in Xiongye, there were several other young men carrying the herring in fishing nets. At the same time, they also enthusiastically introduced the situation within the clan to Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng, as well as some of the scenery along the way.
There are only a few hundred members of the Xiongye tribe. Lu Xiaotian's spiritual consciousness was released. Within the scope of his spiritual consciousness, he sensed at least five or six different ethnic groups in this land. They were divided into different groups by the mountains, rivers and lakes of this land.
area.
There are also several ethnic groups with only over a hundred people, and their living conditions vary from good to bad. After all, there are many monsters here that are no weaker than the Blue Scale Crocodile.
"The Heavenly Court has left so many people without governance or education. They only think about expanding outwards and destroying countless forces. They are really greedy."
Xiang Qingcheng's Yuan Shen is far inferior to Lu Xiaotian. After all, he is also a powerful true immortal, and his spiritual consciousness has also discovered the existence of other ethnic groups. Due to the relationship with Lu Xiaotian, Xiang Qingcheng has an instinctive resistance to Honghao Heavenly Court, or other heavenly courts. Insights
After seeing the living conditions of a tribe like Kumano, I felt even more disgusted with Tianting's actions.
"Whether it is governance first or not, first encircle the sphere of influence and then talk about it. The achievement of enlightenment is easy to say, but it is really not that easy to educate all the people in the immortal world." Lu Xiaotian shook his head. For Emperor Honghao,
, maybe with the intention of enlightenment, but the entire heaven is by no means ruled by a single person with towering cultivation. It is the superposition of countless large and small forces. Whatever rain and dew comes from heaven, it will pass through the layers of these large and small forces.
After screening, how many will eventually fall on various ethnic groups?
Lu Xiaotian has come into contact with many people from the Immortal Realm. They have a natural sense of psychological superiority towards the aboriginal people from all over the world outside of Heaven, and they openly bully these aboriginal people. What benefits does the Emperor of Heaven have from giving this gift? In the eyes of these people from the Immortal Realm
Here, the despicable natives everywhere are not worthy of enjoying the benefits given by the Emperor of Heaven.
After so many years in the Heavenly Court, the interest class has long been solidified. If you only know it at a glance, the situation in other Heavenly Courts will not be much better.
There are a large number of natives from various places like Kumano, and even quite a few of them have no idea about heaven.
Xiang Qingcheng saved several lives of Xiong Ye, and Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng received warm hospitality.
Xiong Ye and his tribe were singing and dancing. Lu Xiaotian and Xiang Qingcheng had seen too many dances that were more beautiful and varied than those of the Xiong Ku group in front of them. But the extremely simple happiness and self-sufficiency contained in the Xiong Ku group's dance was comparable.
Compared with those dances that deliberately pursue beauty and attract people, there are always more traces of over-sculpture.
This rough, yet simple and direct dance contains the joy of a good harvest, the safe return of the tribe, and the yearning for a better life. When Lu Xiaotian no longer thinks about the gains and losses in the fairyland, he just regards himself as a bear
When he was a member of the Ku Clan, his emotions could not help but be infected by the joy of the Xiong Ku Clan, and it seemed that he had become the most simple member among them.
At this moment, Lu Xiaotian seemed to be touched. The Long Yuan, which had been stagnant and almost unresponsive, seemed to have an electric current passing through it, giving Lu Xiaotian an itchy feeling.
Lu Xiaotian was shocked. He had been condensing Long Yuan for so long, and he had spent countless immortal crystals and other costs. Long Yuan had almost stopped growing, although it was slowly becoming more refined. Overall, it had grown extremely.
slow.
Lu Xiaotian didn't know when the dragon essence in his body would get an opportunity. He could only practice hard day after day, but he didn't expect that here in the Xiongku Clan, he would not be able to integrate into the simple and simple happiness of the Xiongku Clan.
Go, it can make his Long Yuan throb.
The stars were shining brightly in the night sky, and hundreds of people from the Xiongku tribe were singing and dancing around several blazing bonfires. Bursts of laughter pierced the night and spread far and wide in the void.
The throbbing in his body became more and more obvious. Lu Xiaotian whispered to Xiang Qingcheng next to him, then stretched out his hand and threw it, and the demon-suppressing tower flew out of the palm of his hand, and landed less than a hundred feet away from the place where the Xiongku tribe was singing and dancing, suppressing the demon.
The shape of the tower rose at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the top of the tower pierced into the night.
When the people of the Xiongku tribe saw that the pagoda on the ground was growing taller, they shouted for miracles. Xiang Qingcheng's gentle tone reached everyone's ears, indicating that these people should not be nervous. At this time, Lu Xiaotian floated up into the void.
Step into the Demon Suppression Tower.
Hundreds of people from the Xiongku tribe felt relieved when they saw that it was Lu Xiaotian entering the Demon Suppression Tower. They couldn't help but yearn for such magical methods in their hearts.
After realizing that there was no other danger, he returned to the previous cheerful scene. Lu Xiaotian was sitting cross-legged in the Demon Suppression Tower at this time. The cheerful scene of the Xiongku tribe outside the tower was still under his consciousness. The throbbing of Long Yuan in his body was also
It continues. After a while, the consciousness completely sinks into the body.
The dragon essence is still trembling slowly, showing more activity than usual, while the immortal essence retreats to the lower dantian like a tide. A trace of dragon essence spreads throughout the meridians in the body, flowing slowly.
At this time, the extremely ordinary situation of the Xiongku tribe, singing and dancing, was like clear pictures in Lu Xiaotian's mind. It seemed that this picture was the source of the dragon essence surging in the body. At the same time, Lu Xiaotian's soul was deep in his mind.
Here and there, there surges an endless sadness, which is filled with the vicissitudes of time. Time could have smoothed away all the scars, but this sadness has become more dignified in the long river of time. Bit by bit
It penetrated deep into Lu Xiaotian's heart, like a glass of bitter wine, the bitterness and sadness penetrated his heart.
Lu Xiaotian didn't know where this sadness and vicissitudes of life came from. It should have nothing to do with him, but it seemed to be so naturally integrated with his soul. It seemed that it should be one with him, as if his blood was flowing in it.
With these, it just hasn't been awakened.
At this time, the picture of the Xiongku people's laughter and laughter became clearer and clearer, complementing the sadness and unwillingness of the vicissitudes of life flowing in their blood and throbbing in their souls.
Inexplicably, Lu Xiaotian seemed to have some kind of realization deep in his heart. It seemed that the scene in front of the Xiongku people was what the blood in his body was looking for. This most pure and simple satisfaction...