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Chapter 300: The Reunion of the Desolate Clan

"Yes, after entering the desolate state, I have been deducing the elixir for resolving the aura of desolation. Unfortunately, I lack the main medicine and have not been able to succeed. Now that I have this nirvana grass, it will be easier!"

Mu Qing said excitedly.

"Little friend, can you really refine the Nirvana Pill?"

The old man looked at Mu Qing in shock, because Mu Qing looked too young and did not look like a high-level alchemist at all.

"You have to be careful about this, I'm sure you can do it, but before that, I'd better find your tribe first!"

While talking, Mu Qing took Lin Xi and left Xiaotiandi, leaving behind the Huang clan members who looked at each other.

After having the map, Mu Qing and the others became much more convenient.

This time he asked Lin Xi and the others to search for the inner area to the southwest.

And he took the little cutie to search in the Northeast region, attracting the attention of the three overlords.

This time, it took them a full year to gather together the deserted people.

Due to the thin spiritual energy in Huangzhou and Mu Qing's eagerness to find the Huang clan members, he didn't have much time to stop and practice.

But he is a Chaos Demonic Body and a Chaos Demonic Tree, so he is not afraid of the aura of desolation at all, and absorbs them as energy.

So no matter how hard he tried, his cultivation had broken through a small realm and reached the ninth realm, which is the third level of the Saint King realm.

During this year, he toyed with the people of the three overlord forces and robbed countless storage rings.

He distributed these resources to the people of the Huang tribe.

At the same time, taking advantage of his free time, he successfully refined the Nirvana Pill, which dissolved the desolate energy in the bodies of the people of the Desolate Tribe.

As time goes by, the bark-like skin and thick limbs of the Desolate people are slowly recovering.

Moreover, under the strong spiritual energy of Xiaotiandi, the people of the Desolate tribe who had been suppressed for endless years finally broke out.

In this year, the cultivation of each of them has improved by leaps and bounds.

"Okay, let's march into the imperial palace!"

On this day, Mu Qing and others gathered in the middle of Huangzhou, with excitement on their faces.

"Thank you for your kindness, little friend. If it weren't for you, our Desolate tribe would have really suffered a disaster this time!"

The old man who was first taken into the small world by Mu Qing emerged and said.

His name is Huang Zhengbo, and he is the highest-ranking person among these survivors.

"Although I have never met your ancestors, I admire such people very much. Descendants of heroes should not have such a hard life!"

On this day, Mu Qing and others, led by Huang Zhengbo, roared towards the wild mountains.

After a month of non-stop work, Mu Qing and the others finally arrived under the wild mountains.

What shocked them was that although the Wilderness Mountains were very desolate, they were not as desolate as other parts of the Wilderness State.

There are still some living spiritual plants in the forest, as well as many dead vines and old trees. Although there are few leaves on them, at least they are still alive.

Moreover, the wild mountains are teeming with wild animals.

These are all mutated savage beasts that have withstood the erosion of the desolate air and survived.

They look extremely ferocious, very different from those in the outside world, and some even have faces like humans, which is very eye-catching.

The imperial palace is located on the top of the wild mountain range.

When Mu Qing and the others appeared, they didn't attract anyone's attention.

Perhaps because they have not been harassed by foreign enemies for a long time, the people of the Huang tribe have relaxed their vigilance and have no idea that anyone is intruding.

But after all, the Desolate Clan is an imperial force, and a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. After all, there are still experts in charge.

Finally someone noticed the strange aura.

"Who is coming?"

Following two sharp shouts, two Desolate tribesmen riding winged beasts rushed out.

Unlike Huang Zhengbo and others, the Huang people here are much more normal.

Although their skin was bluish, they did not have any symptoms of bark-like skin.

And their limbs are not so strong.

"Huang Zhengbo, the son of the eighth elder, has returned with his tribe, please report to the tribe leader!"

At this time, Uncle Huang Zheng came out.

"You...are you really the ancestor Zhengbo?"

"Quickly, inform the clan leader!"

When the two Huang clan members guarding the imperial palace heard that this was Uncle Huang Zheng, they immediately became excited.

"It's okay, let everyone come out!"

Huang Zhengbo turned around and said to Mu Qing.

"good!"

While talking, everyone fell to the ground.

Mu Qing released all the Desolate people. This time they found a total of 3,000 Desolate people.

"Where is Uncle Zheng?"

At this time, a group of people rushed out from the imperial palace, led by several elderly people.

"Brother!"

Uncle Huang Zheng burst into tears when he saw the person coming.

Mu Qing no longer needs to worry about the next thing.

His original idea was that after delivering the people, he would take Lin Xi and the others to the ancient battlefield.

But when he thought of those people from the Tianhuo Clan, he stopped again.

If those people can't find him and vent their anger on the people of the Desolate tribe, then his sin will be huge.

That night, after the Huang tribe's family recognition meeting, the contemporary head of the Huang tribe hosted a banquet in honor of Mu Qing and the others.

In fact, most of the supplies for entertaining Mu Qing were given by him to Uncle Huang Zheng.

"Little friend Mu Qing, don't say much. If you need me from the Desolate Clan in the future, just give me a message!"

Huang Zhengye, the leader of the Huang tribe, said excitedly.

The reason why the people of the Huang clan were able to survive after the catastrophe in the Huang state was because of the power of the blood of Emperor Huang Tian.

But even so, they still suffered from the desolation.

Over the years, the people of the Desolate tribe have been dying continuously, the fertility rate is extremely low, and the life span of the tribe is also constantly shortened.

Moreover, their only remaining upper-level five-level expert is still lingering in the underground of the Imperial Palace.

The group of people Mu Qing brought back just enriched the people of the Huang tribe.

The most important thing is that Mu Qing brought the Nirvana Pill and gave the pill recipe to the alchemist of the Desolate tribe.

Mu Qing has already reached the level of a seventh-level alchemist, but the Nirvana Pill is only a sixth-level elixir because the Nirvana Grass is only a sixth-level spiritual grass.

He adjusted a few auxiliary ingredients and refined it, and the effect was very good.

Although the Desolate clan has been defeated, there are still a few alchemists of sixth grade and above, so Mu Qing doesn't need to worry at all.

"Clan leader, countless outsiders have poured into Huangzhou recently, you must be ready to activate the formation to protect the clan at any time!"

Mu Qing reminded.

As a force from the Imperial Clan, he didn't believe that the Desolate Clan didn't have a clan-protecting formation, but today they came outside the Imperial Palace, and the other party didn't even notice.

This is very dangerous.

"Sigh, actually I don't want to activate the grand formation, but each activation requires a large amount of spiritual energy. The spiritual veins of my Desolate clan have been exhausted, and the remaining small section is only enough to maintain the vitality of the great elder."

Huang Zhengye said helplessly.

"This is easy!"

After Mu Qing finished speaking, he went directly outside and pulled out the two Xuanpin spiritual veins in Xiaotiandi.

"Although these two spiritual veins are only Xuanpin, they should be enough to maintain the operation of your Desolate clan!"

"How does this work!"

Mu Qing's gesture made Huang Zhengye and Huang Zhengbo feel grateful but also frightened.

Because this kindness is really too great.


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