There are many palaces and pavilions surround the mist, rare birds circling at high altitude, and strange beasts linger on the ground. Although it is just a small mining jail in the Western Heaven, all the buildings and furnishings are luxurious, and every brick and tile placed in the mortal world is a treasure.

Teams of heavenly soldiers slapped their black wings and hanged in the air. These heavenly soldiers with a pair of wings on their backs should be the lowest level of heavenly soldiers. They had expressionless faces and obscure eyes. They clearly had the posture of artificial puppets, and their aura was not strong, and they were barely at the level of possessing the power of a disaster.

However, the power of a catastrophe had already suppressed the sects and senior management present. The aura emitted by tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers was like a tsunami, sweeping in waves, forcing the monks present to look bleak and their bodies could not help but tremble.

Not to mention that the nest of the Mingjiao clan is directly suspended above the Canglan Mountain Mine Supervisor Office. Hundreds of terrifying Mingjiao warriors stood in a high altitude, looking down at the countless monks below.

In the Wuliang Mountains, Canglan Mountain is also a very important mountain range, so the Mingjiao clan also specially transferred a nest to serve as a place to deter all monks who paid tribute.

"Does the cannon hit mosquitoes?" Chu Tian looked at the nest that emitted a strong evil spirit, and sneered and curled his lips.

Such a Nether Corner Nest with a diameter of more than 100,000 miles is enough to stir up a world like the Tianlu World. There is probably not even a master in the "Heavenly Realm" in the sect in Canglan Mountain. How can such a scene be put on?

The bad taste, these guys from the Nether Corner clan are really a bit too powerful!

They didn't need to come forward at all. Just those weakest lower-level soldiers, just one person was enough to sweep the many monks present. How could these monks afford to make a little wave?

Or, this formation was not meant to show these monks?

The appearance of these Mingjiao tribes is probably demonstrating to some people in the Heavenly Court? The Western Heavenly Court? The Southern Heavenly Court? It is interesting.

In front of a hall in the middle of the Mine Supervision Office, there were a hundred cases in the huge square. One hundred officials from the Mine Supervision Office sat behind the case, looking at the countless monks who were slowly gathering over with expressionless faces.

At first, the representatives of those sects. According to the power of the sect, the representatives of the sect walked forward with a gloomy face and reported to the sects they came from. The sect found out the number of tributes their sects should pay in thick case files. The sect representatives handed the sects one by one with super-large capacity bracelets or other storage magic tools to the sects.

These minor officials often take a quarter of an hour to take in the storage magic tools with huge capacity to clearly count the resources stored in it. Once the inventory is accurate, these minor officials will say "It's OK" indifferently and put a stamp on the back of a sect on the case file, which proves that the sect has completed the first hundred years of tribute payment.

The representatives of these sects left, and their faces looked extremely ugly.

That expression was like a rich man with small assets, walking inexplicably on the street and being robbed by someone, robbing most of his wealth. The ugly it looks, the ugly it looks.

Think about it, although these minor officials in the Heavenly Court have low priesthood, they are all cultivators who have practiced to ascend to the Heavenly Court. They all have the power of the least kalpa. How powerful are their divine sensations? Once their divine sensations are swept out, they can at least cover a land of thousands of miles. Any movements in this radius cannot be hidden from them.

With their divine mind cultivation, it takes more than a quarter of an hour to count the total number of resources offered by a sect, which shows how huge the resources these sects have been ordered to pay.

I think so, the sect occupied a huge area of ​​mountain gate and had many disciples. The total amount of resources they needed to pay was no more than Chu Tian’s thousand times or ten thousand times, right?

Chu Tian looked at the representatives of the sects who had completed the tribute and couldn't help but exclaim a few times.

In the sky, the warriors of the Mingjiao clan kept talking and talking. They deliberately amplified their voices, allowing all the monks present to hear their ridicule.

"Haha, it's so refreshing. Without the children doing it themselves, someone will offer countless resources, hahaha!"

"Isn't it? I've never been so relaxed. These officials in the heavenly court are as obedient as dogs. After counting and measuring them for us, they will finally give them to us!"

"Haha, brothers, do you think anyone can't finish the tribute number?"

"It should be there? If not, wouldn't it be too boring? Hehe, it's better to have one now. I have to tear him into meat strips and feed him to the dog! Hehe, it's better to have one now!"

At the entrance of the main hall in the middle of the mining supervision yamen, "Hu Dali" sitting on a big chair rolled his eyes. He looked up at the arrogant and unscrupulous Mingjiao people and hummed weakly: "What are you doing? Speed ​​up the counting, and don't make any mistakes... Don't delay the time of all the masters of Mingjiao. Is it very happy to drink wind and dew here?"

The soldiers of the Mingjiao clan laughed non-stop with a lot of laughter. The clan members took a deep breath and accelerated the efficiency of the inventory.

But the number of resources is too large, and speeding up the efficiency of inventory is to increase the loss of divine consciousness. Chu Tian saw that several of these minor officials were obviously just ascending and had not yet had a strong cultivation level to count the tributes paid by more than a dozen sects, and sweat had already emerged from his forehead.

The divine sensations of these minor officials have obviously consumed a lot, and they have to take out elixirs that supplement their divine sensations, but the efficiency of the inventory will inevitably be much slower.

There are nearly 10,000 sects of all sizes in the Canglan Mountains, and the number of casual cultivators is an astonishing number. In addition, there are countless settlements of large and small similar to city-states, which are also stipulated by the Mingjiao clan to pay tribute.

Although the mining supervision yamen sent a hundred minor officials to count, Chu Tian secretly observed that it was impossible to complete a hundred-year tribute inventory of the entire Canglan Mountains without more than half a year.

Although Chu Tian had arrived early, there were even earlier representatives of the sect and casual cultivators who came before him. Judging from his procrastination, it was not yet Chu Tian's turn to pay the tribute this time without half a month.

Helplessly, Chu Tian closed his eyes and moved slowly with the team. All his energy and spirit were used to understand the mystery of the creation of the divine egg of Yin and Yang and Five Elements in the furnace of heaven and earth.

Chu Tian always felt that these seven divine eggs should have unique uses. If they were simply allowed to be refined by the furnace of heaven and earth, it would be a real waste.

Time passed day by day, and half a month later, Chu Tian finally stood in front of a case.

The little official behind the case snorted weakly: "The Bagua Real Person in Bagua Valley? Hey, hey, take out your tribute!"
Chapter completed!