A dazzling stream of light suddenly bloomed, wrapping around Tang Mubai and radiating in all directions.
The old patriarch Tuta and others looked around with their eyes widened.
In the palm of Tang Mubai's hand, the purple-black Babel vine seeds were dancing and twisting in the golden blood.
Visible to the naked eye, the bubbles of essence and blood surrounding the Babel Vine seeds began to shrink, and the outermost layer of light became thinner. The range of movement of the seeds also narrowed.
Tang Mubai, who was immersed in refining, immediately felt something strange in his palm.
"Not enough blood and essence!"
An idea came to Tang Mubai's mind, almost subconsciously, and suddenly appeared.
Immediately, without any hesitation, he condensed the blood in his body and quickly gave birth to new blood essence.
One drop, two drops, three drops...
A full ten drops!
The movement in the palm of my hand stopped disappearing.
After adding ten drops of blood essence again, Tang Mubai's face suddenly turned pale and his body swayed.
Ordinary people, depleting just one drop of essence and blood can kill them.
Even a warrior would have to lie in bed for more than half a year to recuperate even if his three drops of essence and blood were gone.
Tang Mubai consumed thirteen drops of blood essence in one go.
He didn't fall into coma on the spot and could still stay awake, so that was considered a good thing.
certainly.
After putting in so much effort, the rewards are quite gratifying.
After absorbing the energy of thirteen drops of essence and blood, the Babel Vine seed finally turned into a stream of light, which penetrated into Tang Mubai's palm, followed the tendons and blood vessels, all the way to the spiritual field, suspended in mid-air, motionless.
This scene represents Tang Mubai's success in refining the Tongtian Vine. What's left is to nurture it with spiritual power!
miracly.
As soon as the Babel Vine suddenly appeared in the sky above the Lingtian, the spiritual power accumulated in the Lingtian automatically separated into a wisp, wrapped around the Babel Vine, and slowly circled.
The Babel Vine also secretes traces of purple aura, which is linked to the spiritual power and feeds back the spiritual field.
In response to this, Tang Mubai calmed down and felt carefully.
After a while, he opened his eyes. A beam of bright light flew out of his eyes, disappeared into the void directly in front of him, and shot out several hundred meters away before gradually dissipating.
"Uu——"
Let out a breath.
Tang Mubai stood up, a look of joy appeared on his pale face, "Very good, the Babel Vine seeds have been successfully refined!"
Under the inner view.
A purple-black seed hovered slowly over the spiritual field. Silks of air flow and spiritual power came into contact with each other, constantly blending.
Although the Babel Vine was just a seed at this moment and had no consciousness at all, Tang Mubai could still feel a ray of joy and pleasant emotions passing from the seed.
A conscious spirit?
No wonder it is called a treasure of heaven and earth by the Yuren tribe.
…
"congratulations!"
A familiar voice sounded. Tang Mubai gathered his thoughts and turned around to follow the sound. He saw the old patriarch of Tuta and the senior members of the Yuren clan standing not far away to congratulate him.
"Thanks."
Tang Mubai signaled the Great Sage to step aside, called for Abao to follow him, and walked towards the old patriarch of Tuta.
"Have we discussed it?"
Tang Mubai glanced at the senior officials of the Yu Human Clan, ignored these stiff-faced guys, and asked.
"alright."
The old patriarch of Tuta nodded, "After discussion, we unanimously decided that we are willing to form an alliance with other forces, and I hope that Little Friend Tang will be my introduction."
"You're welcome, this is part of the deal." Tang Mubai said softly, "Tomorrow morning, Chief Tuta can go out with me to negotiate with those forces."
"Okay, then it's time to work." The old patriarch of Tuta smiled and said, "Don't disturb Xiaoyou Tang. See you over there at dawn."
Tang Mubai nodded and watched Old Man Tuta and his group fly away with their wings.
These major forces have branches in several nearby areas.
Tang Mubai comes to the door and can talk to the headquarters.
With their previous friendship, it is not difficult to bring them together to form an alliance with the Feathered People.
The "holy land" guarded by the four alien races for tens of thousands of years, Tang Mubai did not believe in Ye Guixu, and Kou Zhenghong and the others were not interested.
It was because of the special nature of the Sacred Heart Sect and the limited number of disciples in the inner sect that Tang Mubai gave up.
Otherwise, just form an alliance with the Sacred Heart Sect directly.
…
He shook his head and temporarily suppressed many distracting thoughts.
Tang Mubai called to the great sage, Abao, to go to the lake, but not too close.
The lotus seeds inside the lotus on the lake have magical effects and are Tang Mubai's goal.
However, there are sharks guarding the lake.
If others want to dig up the lotus seeds, they basically have to fight the sharks.
The Great Sage relied on his speed to dig out one.
Tang Mubai didn't need to. He turned on his "eye aperture" not far away and looked through all the lotus flowers on the lake. After finding the lotus seeds, he locked them with his mental power and collected them into the system space.
The whole process was silent, and the sharks in the lake were not aware of it at all.
He "digged" the lotus seeds from five lotus flowers in one breath, and then stopped.
Before the shark noticed that the lotus seeds were missing, he took the Great Sage and Abao and left quickly.
Seeing that it was still early, Tang Mubai bypassed the lake and walked around the edge of the "Holy Land", picking up a lot of fourth-level and fifth-level elixirs.
He wanted to try to enter the center of the "Holy Land", but "Sacred Heart" suddenly reminded him of the crisis, so Tang Mubai had to give up and stop in time.
The center of this so-called "holy place" is located in a valley.
As soon as Tang Mubai set foot in the valley, he sensed a threat.
And it's amazing, the valley and the outside world seem to be separated by a transparent protective shield.
After entering the valley, all sounds from the outside world are blocked.
Tang Mubai wandered around the edge for a long time. Using his psychic powers, he looked at a lot of the internal environment from a distance, but found nothing unusual, so he had to turn around and leave.
On the way back, the white fish belly appeared on the horizon.
Take Abao and the Great Sage and go straight to the place where the Yuren tribe lives.
Passing by a mountain stream, my pupils shrank slightly.
Just because the mountain stream is dyed red, this red is not other red, but blood red!
The smell of blood drifted in from a distance at the right time.
Tang Mubai's heart skipped a beat for no reason.
problem occurs?
Tang Mubai's face changed slightly, and he sped up, speeding along the bloody stream.
Suddenly, Tang Mubai's figure trembled, his pupils dilated, and he exclaimed, "Who did this?"
I saw more than thirty Yuren corpses lying on the ground not far away, beside a stream.
These corpses include men and women, old and young.
Next to the corpse, there were fishing nets with spikes, and along with them, there were dozens of huge bats with heads like dog heads.
The back of every corpse was covered in blood and flesh.
The pair of wings of different colors, which represented the characteristics of the Yumen tribe, all disappeared.
It was cut off abruptly and taken away!
The wings of Yuren are indeed extraordinary. Whether they are eaten or refined into elixirs, they have miraculous effects, but ordinary people will not eat them. Especially——
"Who did this?"
Tang Mubai frowned, feeling shocked and angry in his heart.
What was shocking was that as soon as the barrier disappeared, someone broke in overnight and arrested Yuren.
What's so annoying is that these bastards don't even spare children!
Among the more than thirty Yumen who died, there were four Yumen children. The youngest was only about three years old. His immature face was full of fear.
One of them had his eyes wide open, full of fear, confusion, confusion, and nostalgia for life.
Die with your eyes open!
"These bastards..."
Tang Mubai clenched his fists, eyes blazing with anger.
Before getting the Babel Vine, Tang Mubai had neither a great fondness nor a great dislike for the Yuren Clan.
Wei Ni snatched the head of the two-headed giant, and Tang Mubai finally got it back.
After the Feather Tribe apologized before, the matter was over.
Later, the old patriarch Tuta made a deal with the Babel Vine. After Tang Mubai successfully refined it, he felt much better about Yuren in his heart.
did not expect.
Only a few hours later, when they met again, Yu Ren suffered a disaster!
Uninformed people.
I thought it was him, Tang Mubai, who was two-faced, doing one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes, and secretly plotting against the Yu Human Clan.
"Too much!"
Tang Mubai clenched his fists tightly, his eyes burning with anger.
"Ouch!"
At this time, the Great Sage suddenly heard a cry from the forest on the right side of the mountain stream.
Tang Mubai's heart suddenly suddenly moved, and he quickly ran over.
really.
Tang Mubai saw the Yuren corpse again in the mountain forest.
This time there were more than a dozen!
Next to the corpses, there were still spiky fishing nets, huge bats with dog heads, and the bloody and bloody feathered human wings behind all the corpses that had been forcibly cut away and taken away.
"Hmm!"
A Bao's call was also heard.
Tang Mubai ran over again and saw the Yuren body again a few hundred meters away.
in this way.
Running along the mountain forest, I encountered Yuren corpses along the way.
Until I saw the old patriarch Tuta at the foot of a mountain.
The old patriarch Tuta also died.
This leader of the Feathered People, whose mental power was so powerful that he was in the realm of the gods, had his chest, thighs, and head all blown to pieces by a powerful force.
The wings, which were covered in flesh and blood, were even torn apart. A piece in the east and a piece in the west were scattered all over the ground.
On the ground, in addition to dozens of spiked fishing nets and hundreds of dog-headed bats, there were more than fifty human corpses.
Each of these corpses was wearing iron armor and had weapons such as knives and guns.
When they died, some had bleeding from their orifices, some had sunken chests, and some had all their limbs severed.
The tragic scene showed the cruelty of the battle that took place here last night.
Tang Mubai stopped in mid-air and stared for a long time, then landed next to the body of the old Tuta patriarch, preparing to dig a hole and bury him.
For Babel's sake.
Even if you die, you should die decently, at least the body will not be eaten clean by wild beasts and monsters.
For Tang Mubai, this was just a piece of cake.
He squatted down, picked up a fallen sword, pointed it at the ground, and just about to chop it down.
Suddenly.
A big withered hand suddenly reached out into the air and grabbed Tang Mubai's calf!
"Whoa!"
Tang Mubai instinctively struck back with the sword in his hand.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered everywhere.
The big withered hand that grabbed Tang Mubai's calf was cut off immediately. The hard claws were left behind, holding on to Tang Mubai tightly.
"What is it, get out of here!"
Tang Mubai roared low, instilling Gang Qi into his calves, and stamped hard on the ground with the soles of his feet.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, the armless claw was thrown out by the concussive force and fell into the grass.
A white wolf, attracted by the smell of blood, lurking in the grass, saw it, immediately pounced on it, picked up its paw, turned around and ran away.
In response, Tang Mubai did not pursue him. He turned around and looked at his feet. His eyes fell on the old patriarch Tuta whose body was covered in blood and flesh, and whose palms had been cut off.
The next moment, Tang Mubai's eyes showed surprise.
He moved his steps, slowly came closer, and called out in a low voice, "Chief, you...are you still alive?"
"屩~!"
With only half of his head left, the old patriarch Tuta had blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he struggled to open his only remaining eye.
"He's really not dead!"
Tang Mubai was shocked, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to help.
"...No...don't...touch...touch me..."
The old patriarch of Tuta spoke with difficulty, blood pouring from the corners of his mouth.
"Okay, okay, I won't touch you! I won't touch you!"
Upon seeing this, Tang Mubai hurriedly took a few steps back and put his hands on his chest to show his assurance.
Such a serious injury cannot be touched.
With a touch, the old patriarch Tuta might have dispersed as he breathed his last breath!
Only then will there be real death.
Tang Mubai knew what was good and did not force it. At the same time, he calmed down and asked, "Clan leader, who did this?"
The four alien races have lived in the barrier for tens of thousands of years.
A lot of human beings have been killed. After such a long time, it is understandable that they would become enemies with a certain force.
But the problem is that the Yuren clan is not weak. If the opponent is not a top force, they cannot eradicate the Yuren clan overnight.
"invite……"
The old patriarch of Tuta spoke a few words slowly and slowly.
"Invite...invite Yuezong!"
What?
Tang Mubai was startled, and then said, "Inviting the Yue Sect? Did the people from the Yue Shen Sect do it?"
The old patriarch Tuta didn't respond, he just blinked slightly.
This is obviously a statement, yes!
In response, Tang Mubai narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice, "It's too much to invite the Yuezong! Patriarch, don't worry, I will seek justice for you!"
Even children are not spared, which shows that he is not much better at ordinary times.
It’s okay if he didn’t meet Tang Mubai. Since he met him, he had to intervene anyway, as if he was repaying the favor of Tongtian Vine!
When the Yuren clan encountered a disaster, Tang Mubai stepped in to help them recover some of their debts, which was considered an even situation.
"No... no need..."
While Tang Mubai was thinking, the old patriarch of Tuta suddenly spoke with difficulty, saying word by word, "Save...save people...help...help us..."
"Rescue?"
Tang Mubai was startled, regained his composure, and asked, "You mean, there are other Yuren alive? Do you want me to rescue those captured Yuren?"
"……Yep……"
The old patriarch of Tuta said with difficulty.
"this……"
After receiving the confirmation, Tang Mubai was conflicted.
If you cause trouble and make a scene, he can help. But if you save people, the problem is different.
The Babel Vine is indeed magical, but that is only after successful hatching!
Now no one can guarantee whether Babel Vine can grow to a mature form, let alone how long it will take to reach maturity.
Moreover, saving people is completely dependent on the "Yaoyue Sect".
Or, more than one "Yaoyue Sect" is involved in the conspiracy to capture Yuren. Behind the scenes, God knows how many other forces are involved?
Is it worth it to become enemies with the "Yaoyue Sect" for the sake of a few Yuren?
Tang Mubai couldn't calculate.
The old patriarch of Tuta obviously saw Tang Mubai's hesitation and struggle, and suddenly became excited. His bloody chest heaved and blood bubbled in his mouth. His one eye blinked desperately, and his voice was hoarse and full of blood bubbles, and he said hastily
, "...in...in my heart...in my heart...there is...a treasure...a treasure..."