Chapter 284 Human life is a tribute
Yu Feng noticed that the carriages were driving towards the Scarlet Palace, which was the residence of the ancestor of the Blood River. The ruts of the carriages were deep in the ground, and the horses were struggling to walk, indicating that the carriages carried heavy cargo.
Patriarch Xuehe is the main force in preparing for the establishment of the Immortal Dynasty. He is responsible for searching for monks and handling foreign affairs.
"We will pay homage to the ancestor of Xuehe. The ancestor's mana is as powerful as the sky, and he will live forever."
The mortal emperors gathered here, and they didn't have the aura of calmness and prestige at all. They knelt down on the ground and worshiped the ancestor of Xuehe.
Now the forces of cultivating immortals in the Tonggu Continent are unified into the Immortal Dynasty, and the backers of the dynasty abandoned them and came here.
If they want to continue to gain a foothold on the mainland, they need to show their loyalty and embrace the thickest thighs.
They came to pay tribute.
It is not sending envoys, but the king of a country personally came to pay tribute and establish diplomatic relations, begging to become a subsidiary country of the Xian Dynasty.
It can be foreseen that the Tonggu Continent will form a state of stars and the moon, and thousands of mortal kingdoms will pay homage to the Immortal Dynasty.
The mortal emperors carefully handed over the list of tribute items to the boy, and the boy handed it over to Patriarch Xuehe.
Patriarch Xuehe needs to see what list, with a sweep of his consciousness, he can see the tribute pulled on the carriage.
Gold, pearls, agate, antiques, literary toys, calligraphy and painting... not even a single spirit stone.
They are all commonplace things that are very valuable to mortals but not of much value to monks.
It is impossible for them to have any, as long as there are things related to cultivation, they will be snatched away by the cultivation forces in the country, and they will get nothing.
The mortal emperors just feel that they are interested, anyway, they don’t have anything that monks look up to.
Patriarch Xuehe put away the list, and the mortal emperors were overjoyed when they saw this, and it was done.
Unexpectedly, Patriarch Xuehe said: "I can accept these broken objects, and you need to provide a certain number of mortals as tribute."
"Take Xuanji Nation as an example. Xuanji Nation is a big country and should pay tribute to 100,000 mortals every year. As for other countries, someone will tell you."
The monarch of the Xuanji Kingdom was dumbfounded. One hundred thousand per year is too much. In a hurry, where to find people and who to choose are all problems.
"However, this matter is not urgent. There is no need for the lives of ordinary people. Even if you bring people here, you have to be responsible for the rations. It is really troublesome. Now I just let you know about this and make preparations early. On the eve of the founding ceremony, you can send people here."
The emperors in the world breathed a sigh of relief, there is still time to prepare.
Immediately, Patriarch Xuehe cast a glance at the monarch of Xuanji Kingdom, and said: "Xuanji Kingdom will set an example, send 100,000 people here first, and prepare immediately, so there must be no mistakes."
The monarch of Xuanji Kingdom didn't know why he was an exception, but he didn't dare to question it, so he could only kowtow to say yes, thanking the ancestor for his kindness.
Patriarch Xuehe didn't like Xuanji Nation, his ineffective descendant died in Xuanji Nation, and because of this, he fought the poisonous old man in the universe.
With his status, he wouldn't be angry with Xuanji Nation, but he didn't want Xuanji Nation to feel better, so he caused a small stumbling block.
It happened that he wanted to kill people, so he decided to kill 100,000 people first.
Leaving the hall, taking advantage of the opportunity that the boy told him that he needed to provide the number of mortals, all the monarchs quickly asked the boy if he could reduce the number of mortals.
The boy sneered, mocking the ignorance of these monarchs: "Do you know how many things need to be prepared to establish a fairy dynasty? The national defense formation, the banning formation... all need blood sacrifices to mortals to maintain the operation of the formation. Reduce the number of mortals who pay tribute and use your heads to fill the formation?"
The monarch of the Xuanji Kingdom dared to ask: "Can't we use spiritual stones and spiritual power?"
"How can the life of a mortal be compared with a spirit stone? Besides, Tianzun is benevolent, has the world in mind, and takes into account both the righteous way and the evil way. He also provides cultivation materials for the monks of the evil way."
Hearing that this was the meaning of Tianzun, the mortal emperors did not dare to bargain to resolve it.
They regard monks as gods, and monks regard Tianzun as gods. The gap between the two is too great, and they are not even qualified to meet Tianzun.
"It is impossible for Tianzun to make low-level monks the material, so he can only settle for the next best thing and use mortals as the material."
The mortal emperor is horrified, this is a blatant murder.
"Furthermore, is it difficult for each country to provide tens of thousands of people? Don't you have famines every year in your mortal world, and countless people starve to death. Before these people starve to death, it would be good to transport them to the Xian Dynasty." The boy said casually, thinking that this is a good way.
Jiang Li frowned after scanning this scene with his spiritual consciousness. There is no famine in Kyushu. The famine comes from severe drought and flood. The monks can take action and use mana to control the rainwater and rivers. The weather is artificially smooth, and there is no problem of insufficient food output.
Through the ancient world, monks are high above them, how could they help mortals to farm.
This also caused the population density of Tonggu World to be much smaller than that of Kyushu.
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"Junior brother, you mean that the ancestor asked Xuanji Kingdom to provide 100,000 people, and asked him to prepare immediately?" Ma Pingfan asked the boy for the news, and realized that this was an opportunity to please the ancestor.
The old ancestor wanted to trip up the Xuanji country and wanted to kill people, so he could cause trouble for the Xuanji country himself, and let the monarch choose those young and middle-aged, lively, and willing to resist as sacrifices, so that the old ancestor had a sense of killing.
He does what he thinks.
"Yu Feng, Senior Sister Wu Lian, there is a good thing." Ma Pingfan found Yu Feng and Wu Lian, as if giving them a great gift.
"For the sake of the fact that we belong to the same master, I will give you a chance to enter the eyes of the ancestor of Xuehehe."
"What?" Senior sister Wu Lian felt that Ma Pingfan couldn't spit ivory out of his dog's mouth, so it was no good.
"Take you to the Xuanji Kingdom to select 100,000 slaves and dedicate them to Patriarch Xuehe."
Yu Feng felt that Ma Pingfan might want to give the senior sister a chance, but definitely not for himself.
The rich experience of death told him that Ma Pingfan wanted to kill himself.
His intuition in this area has always been accurate!
Yu Feng's intuition is not wrong, Ma Pingfan really wants to kill Yu Feng.
I beat this kid before, he might hate me, and he is a genius, these two reasons are enough for Ma Pingfan to kill him.
For those that might threaten him, he always has to take action in advance, and cut off the signs before they become a threat.
But Tianzun also pays attention to the number and quality of monks. If he kills this kid, it may attract the attention of Tianzun, which is not good.
Being on the safe side, Ma Pingfan wanted to take Yu Feng out of the Immortal Dynasty, and kill him in the outside world without anyone noticing.
Better create an accident.
Yu Feng felt that he was really unlucky. He didn't do anything, but he was missed by a god-turning stage.
Besides, what kind of genius am I? I became the first grade of Danjie at the age of eighteen. It was all under the guidance of Senior Jiang, plus the careful teaching of various seniors in the fusion stage.
I am just a good student.
Senior Sister Wulian doesn't like to do this.
Human slave, blood river patriarch, these two words put together, definitely nothing good.
Ke Ma Pingfan didn't care about the opinions of the two of them, so he picked them up and flew to Xuanji Kingdom.
(end of this chapter)