Chapter six hundred and seventy-one: Fengqi Wutong
Following the path that Zhou Yang had explored before, the group of three people crossed the mountain range covered with [red glow and golden light], but did not encounter much danger.
It wasn't until he was about to cross the mountains that he encountered the wild and strange insect that Zhou Yang had mentioned before [the Steller-headed Red Golden Bee].
A mature [Stiger-headed Red Golden Bee] is almost as big as a human head, and the most powerful method of this kind of bee monster is the bee sting on its tail.
The bee stings of [Tiger-Headed Red Golden Bee] are not only extremely sharp, but also contain their own unique bee venom. Golden elixir stage monks are in danger of death if they are hit by the bee stings.
The swarm of [Stiger-headed Red Bees] that Zhou Yang and the others encountered totaled nearly two thousand, of which mature [Stiger-headed Red Golden Bees] accounted for nearly half.
Such a huge group of [Stiger-Headed Red Golden Bees] will definitely threaten the strength of the Nascent Soul Stage monks.
But Zhou Yang is not included in this list.
He didn't want to get entangled with these stupid insects, so after these [Tiger-Headed Red Golden Bees] pounced on him, he first took Jiang Fengxian and her daughter into the [Dong Xuan Bead], and then he shouted and used it [
Cang Long Transformation] magical power.
After the transformation, his entire body, except for his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, was covered by a layer of blue-gold dragon scales.
Although the sting of the [Tiger-Headed Red Golden Bee] is highly poisonous, the so-called poisonous nature is out of the question when even the tip of the needle cannot penetrate the protective layer of green-gold dragon scales on Zhou Yang's body.
As a result, Zhou Yang was like an old bear that stole honey and was being chased by a swarm of bees. He covered his ears with his hands, closed his eyes tightly and rushed towards the mountain with his head down.
On the way to the charge, countless bee stings pricked him like rain, making crisp sounds like "ding, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, tingling, etc., but they were still unable to cause any harm to him.
It wasn't until he rushed out of the mountains that the [Stiger-headed Red Bees] stopped pursuing him because they didn't want to leave the hive too far.
"Huh, these bugs are really troublesome. If I didn't want to cause more trouble, I would definitely destroy their lair!"
On the other side of the mountains, Zhou Yang looked back at the retreating swarm of bees behind him, with a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes.
Then he turned back and looked at the places on his body that had been hit by bee stings, and saw that although those places had not been penetrated by bee stings, they were not completely intact.
Wherever a bee sting is hit, a red-gold spot will be left, which is caused by the toxin residue on the bee sting.
These toxins, even through the defense of a layer of dragon scales, made Zhou Yang feel very uncomfortable, with a burning sensation, especially in sensitive areas such as the face.
He knew that the toxins had begun to penetrate into the skin and flesh, and all remaining toxins had to be removed immediately.
Fortunately, without the interference of the bee swarm, he could meditate and eliminate toxins without any worries.
After half a day passed like this, under the protection of Jiang Fengxian, Zhou Yang used [Qianyang True Fire] to refine all the remaining poison on his body, and everything in his body returned to normal.
After he returned to normal, he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Fengxian, who was protecting him beside him, and asked in a low voice: "What should we do next? Are we going to rush directly to the base camp of the [Tianfeng Clan]?"
When Jiang Fengxian heard this, she murmured with a complex expression: "I'm afraid we don't need to go there. Someone will come to find us soon."
"Oh, has our whereabouts been exposed?"
Zhou Yang glanced at her thoughtfully, as if he understood something.
After he finished speaking, before Jiang Fengxian could say anything, his daughter Jiang Yufeng had already spoken out: "Actually, not long after you entered Ding to detoxify, someone from the [Tianfeng Clan] spied on you from a distance. However,
Those people's strength is too low, so they don't dare to get close."
"Is that so?"
Zhou Yang nodded, but didn't say anything more.
After half a day passed like this, Zhou Yang finally saw the real [Tianfeng Clan] people.
There is a big difference between the real [Tianfeng Clan] people and half-human hybrids like Jiang Fengxian and others.
At least this is the case for the [Tianfeng Clan] people Zhou Yang sees now.
The pair of phoenix wings on their backs are usually three-color or five-color, and none of them have the colorful phoenix wings like Jiang Fengxian and her daughter. Moreover, the wings on their backs cannot be put into the body like Jiang Fengxian and her daughter, and are more like limbs like hands and feet.
At the same time, regardless of whether they are male or female, most of them have bird down feathers on their bodies, and their eyes, noses, and palms also have some characteristics of raptors.
Even among several high-level beings whose auras are comparable to those of the human race's golden elixir stage monks, these characteristics have not been completely converged and eliminated.
Of course, it may be that they feel there is no need to restrain and eliminate these.
Jiang Fengxian and her daughter took the initiative to spread a pair of colorful phoenix wings after they discovered that these [Tianfeng Clan] people were coming.
When those [Tianfeng Tribe] people saw the mother and daughter with colorful phoenix wings, they were originally aggressive and looked like they were going to attack the enemy, but they suddenly stopped, and their faces were full of shock.
Zhou Yang was completely reduced to a spectator at this time, and could only watch Jiang Fengxian talking to those [Tianfeng Clan] people in the [Tianfeng Clan] language that he could not understand at all.
It can be clearly seen that during the conversation, the faces of those [Tianfeng Clan] people were changing and fluctuating greatly. They also looked at Zhou Yang many times, with disgust and anger clearly flashing in their eyes.
Obviously, these [Tianfeng Clan] people are extremely unwelcome to Zhou Yang, a "foreign race".
After talking like this for a while, Jiang Fengxian suddenly stopped talking, nodded gently to Zhou Yang and said: "I have already made an agreement with them, and they will arrange for someone to take us to their clan's holy land.
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When Zhou Yang heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes, but he asked calmly: "Does Fengxian know how many sixth-level beings there are in this [Tianfeng Clan]? What is the cultivation level of the strongest among them?"
Jiang Fengxian seemed to have expected that he would ask this question, and replied immediately: "According to what these people said, [Tianfeng Clan] now has six elders and one clan leader, all of whom are sixth-level cultivation, and the strongest among them
He is the eldest elder of the clan and should have reached the late stage of Nascent Soul."
"Do seven sixth-level people exist? This strength really cannot be underestimated!"
Zhou Yang murmured to himself, then nodded slightly and said, "I understand, let them lead the way."
Therefore, after some discussion among the [Tianfeng Clan] people, a female tribesman with colorful phoenix wings on her back led the way for Zhou Yang and the others, while the others returned to where they came from.
The female [Tianfeng Tribe] who led the way had a cultivation level equivalent to that of a monk in the late Golden Core stage, and seemed to be proficient in wind spells. After being blessed with some kind of speed-increasing spell, her flying speed actually caught up to that of a Yuanying stage monk.
The speed of flying on clouds.
Under the leadership of this person, Zhou Yang and his party of three crossed almost half of the [Tianfeng Clan] territory. On the way, Zhou Yang was fortunate enough to have a look at the living conditions of ordinary [Tianfeng Clan] people.
It should be said that there are no ordinary people in the [Tianfeng Clan].
Even the weakest [Tianfeng Clan] people can rely on their natural wings to master the ability to fly, and master the ability to cast low-level spells such as "Wind Blade Technique" and "Fireball Technique".
This means that even the worst [Tianfeng Clan] people have the strength of human race immortal cultivators in the Qi training period.
However, success is also a bloodline, and failure is also a bloodline.
For [Tianfeng tribesmen] who rely on the thin strand of Phoenix blood in their bodies to master spells, their achievements in life are mostly determined at birth.
Almost 90% of the [Tianfeng Clan] people's strength has been fixed after they reach adulthood, and it is difficult for them to make any progress.
Only those [Tianfeng Clan] people with strong Phoenix blood in their bodies can achieve higher cultivation levels by continuously tapping the power of the blood in their bodies, until they condense the [Phoenix True Blood] and transform a pair of phoenix wings on their backs into colorful colors.
These people are often the noble class of various [Tianfeng Tribe] tribes, and they are in charge of the life and death of the tribe.
[Tianfeng Tribe] tribes may be large or small. A large tribe may have tens of thousands of people, while a small tribe may have less than a thousand people.
Regardless of whether they are tribal nobles or tribal commoners, they all build tree houses on tall trees. The difference is that the tree houses of nobles are all built on spiritual trees, while the tree houses of common people are mostly built on ordinary trees.
Like humans, they would also domesticate birds and livestock for food, plant fruit trees, and smelt iron to make wine, but most of the time they obtained food by hunting and gathering in the wild.
This is not because the food of their domesticated birds and animals is not enough, but that they need to maintain the combat effectiveness of the tribesmen through hunting. The objects of hunting are usually low- and middle-level monsters and savage beasts in the wild jungle.
You must know that the wild jungle is not peaceful. War conflicts often break out between wild alien races of different races. Even the [Tianfeng Clan], a relatively powerful race in the wild jungle, is not without enemies and opponents.
Above all the [Tianfeng Tribe] tribes, there is also a holy land that oversees all the [Tianfeng Tribe] people. It is the place where the real strong people of the [Tianfeng Tribe] live, and it is also a place that all tribal nobles and common people yearn for.
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Within the [Tianfeng Clan], only those clansmen with strong bloodlines who are expected to advance to the fifth level can be qualified to practice in the Holy Land, even the descendants of the elders of the Holy Land are no exception.
This holy land is located in a mountain range rich in aura. The more powerful the [Tianfeng Clan] tribe is, the closer its tribe is to the holy land.
"What a blessed land!"
In mid-air, Zhou Yang looked at the vast mountains shrouded in spiritual mist in the distance, his eyes filled with admiration.
The richness of spiritual energy in this [Tianfeng Tribe]'s holy land is only a little worse than [Donglai Immortal Island], and the various towering spiritual trees, spiritual herbs and elixirs growing in that holy land are even more impressive to Zhou Yang.
I feel excited.
He used his pupil magic power to look around, and even saw three sixth-order spiritual trees growing deep in the mountains, one of which even seemed to have reached the sixth-order high-grade!
And just when Zhou Yang was using his pupil magic to watch, a stream of cyan light suddenly shot out from the mountains in front and fell thousands of feet in front of them, revealing a man with colorful phoenix wings on his back.
A middle-aged man in Tsing Yi.
This middle-aged man in green clothes has an aura that is comparable to that of a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Except for a pair of colorful phoenix wings on his back, there is no trace of birds on his body. He is obviously the six holy land elders of the [Tianfeng Clan]
one of them.
Sure enough, the subsequent words of the middle-aged man in green confirmed Zhou Yang's guess.
After he appeared, he first glanced at Jiang Fengxian and his daughter with bright eyes, then raised his hands to Zhou Yang and said in the common language popular in the world of immortality: "I, Feng Xuan, am the fourth member of the Holy Land of my clan.
Elder, I wonder what I would call this fellow Taoist from the human race?"
"Ling Huan Realm" is now ruled by human monks after all. Those ordinary barbaric aliens may not understand the language of human monks, but elders like Feng Xuan cannot understand it.
Otherwise, Jiang Fengxian's mother would not have interacted with her father.
Therefore, after Zhou Yang heard the words of Elder Feng Xuan, he clasped his fists and saluted directly without showing any signs of disbelief: "It turns out that I am Elder Feng, who lives in Zhou Yang, and currently lives as a guest of Xuanyang Immortal Sect in Liuyun Continent.
The position of Supreme Elder!"
The Xuanyang Immortal Sect has been passed down for thousands of years, and even these foreign masters in the wild jungle have heard of its reputation to some extent.
It can be clearly seen that after hearing Zhou Yang's report of his origin, the look in Feng Xuan's eyes suddenly became serious. He obviously knew the influence of the four words "Xuanyang Immortal Sect" in the immortal world of Liuyun Continent.
A light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Zhou Yang meaningfully and said, "Feng has also heard of the name Xuanyang Immortal Sect for a long time. Fellow Daoist Zhou turns out to be a master of such a large sect. No wonder he was able to go deep into the wilderness and come to his own territory."
But Zhou Yang didn't seem to hear the deep meaning in his words and said with a smile: "Hehehe, in front of a strong man like Elder Feng, Zhou doesn't dare to be such a master. This time he took the liberty to come to the noble house without prior notice."
When visiting the territory, we should also ask Elder Feng and fellow nobles to pay attention!"
When Feng Xuan heard what he said, he couldn't help but glance at Jiang Fengxian and her daughter again, then shook his head slightly and said: "Feng, the elder and others have already known the purpose of the three of them from the monks of their own clan, and the elder has also been in the Holy Land.
We are waiting for three people in the palace, and please come with Feng."
After saying that, he turned around and flew back to where he came from. From the beginning to the end, he never said a word to Jiang Fengxian and his daughter.
Seeing this situation, Zhou Yang couldn't help but look at Jiang Fengxian.
But I saw that this beautiful lady looked calm, not at all angry at being treated coldly.
However, Zhou Yang knew that her heart would never be as calm as she appeared on the surface.
And at this time, he seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly asked through a message: "I remember Fengxian, you once said that your grandfather is the Holy Land Elder of the [Tianfeng Clan], I don't know if he is still alive today.
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Jiang Fengxian's face suddenly changed slightly, the hatred in his eyes flashed away, and he replied in a cold voice: "That person is the current second elder of the Holy Land. You can see him later."
After saying that, his body moved and he immediately followed Feng Xuan's escaping light.
Seeing this, Zhou Yang couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head, beckoned his daughter Jiang Yufeng to come to him, and then followed him in the clouds.
Not long after, Zhou Yang and the others followed Feng Xuan to the sky above a giant tree hundreds of feet tall deep in the mountains.
It was a green spiritual tree that looked like a sycamore. The spiritual tree originally grew on a mountain peak over 2,000 feet tall, and was more than 700 feet tall. It looked extremely spectacular.
There are more than thirty tree houses in total on this tall spiritual tree. The [Tianfeng Clan] people who can live on this sixth-grade high-grade spiritual tree are all the highest-status people in the [Tianfeng Clan]
That group of people.
"Strange, isn't the [Jasper Sycamore Tree] a fourth-order spiritual tree? How come this tree can grow to a sixth-order high-grade one? Is it another tree demon like Mu Qingyun?"
Outside the giant tree, Zhou Yang looked at the aura-like turquoise spiritual tree in front of him with suspicion, and felt incredible that this [Jasper Sycamore Tree] could grow to the sixth level.
"Of course it is impossible for an ordinary [Jasper Sycamore Tree] to grow to the sixth level, but this is not an ordinary [Jasper Sycamore Tree], but the Phoenix Parasol Tree where the Phoenix once lived!"
Jiang Fengxian also looked at the emerald green spiritual tree with beautiful eyes, and told Zhou Yang the secret in a low tone.
"Phoenix tree? Is it possible that a real phoenix really lives in this tree?"
Zhou Yang turned to look at his daughter beside him with a surprised look.
If there really was a true phoenix that had perched on this [Jasper Sycamore Tree], then Jiang Yufeng, who was carrying the [True Phoenix Body], would definitely have sensed it.
Facing Zhou Yang's questioning gaze, Jiang Yufeng nodded slightly and said, "Mother's words should be true. After getting close to this tree, the blood in the child's body is indeed ready to move and is unprecedentedly active!"
When Zhou Yang heard this, he couldn't help but marveled: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's true. I've long heard that phoenixes and true dragons, these natural beasts, even if they just emit their aura, over time, they can cause vegetation, mountains and rocks to mutate out of thin air, forming
[Dragon's Breath Grass], [Phoenix Flower], [Dragon Stone] and other spiritual objects, I didn't expect that the facts are more magical than the legends."
After saying that, he moved and followed Feng Xuan's footsteps, flying straight into a large tree house on the top of the sycamore tree.
Entering the house, they saw four sixth-level beings from the [Tianfeng Clan] including Feng Xuan, who had been waiting for them for a long time.