The Heaven’s Jailer

"Men are married and women are married, Chan'er, you are not too young, there is no need to be shy about this kind of thing." There were no outsiders around, Zuo Qiuyan said with a smile.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

The elders also followed suit.

Zuo Qiuchan's face turned redder, and it took a long time before he calmed down and explained patiently: "It's not what you imagined. After we entered the priest's tomb, I will not tell him to come out to save you. He searched for the method of the priest's grave by himself, and the result..."

Moving Liu Lang to the stone tablet, passing the test, and then seeing Zuo Qiumeng's story telling him, Zuo Qiuyan and the elders were all dumbfounded.

Because of the lack of tribal heritage, they did not know that there was such an old ancestor in the history of Zuoqiu tribe. More importantly, this old ancestor had prepared a generous gift for them, but they were powerless. obtain.

"I think the name Zuoqiu Meng is also to commemorate the old ancestor. After all, Meng and Meng have the same sound." Zuo Qiuchan sighed as Zuo Qiuyan and the elders were thinking silently.

"Zuo Qiumeng, Zuo Qiumeng...maybe it is so."

Zuo Qiuyan nodded slightly, but at the same time, he was disappointed.

In contrast, he hoped that Liu Lang was because his daughter joined the Zuoqiu tribe, rather than accepting Zuo Qiumeng's request, because, thinking with his butt, he also knew that the relationship formed by the former was more reliable.

The three elders in charge of the logistics work of the Zuoqiu tribe are the best at observing words and colors. When Zuoqiuyan's expression changed, he guessed Zuoqiuyan's mind.

The three elders couldn’t help laughing and saying: "Although the facts are slightly different from what we imagined, we can still fight for the future, Chan'er, you have to work harder. The future of our tribe will be your burden. On my shoulders."

"The three elders are right."

"Men chasing women across the mountain, but women chasing men's gauze, Chan'er, you have to take the initiative in the future."

The other elders followed suit.

Zuo Qiuyan, as the high priest, did not speak, but the look in the girl's eyes was full of encouragement.

"you guys……"

The topic that had already been circumvented was brought up again, and it became more and more intense. Zuo Qiuchan wanted to cry without tears. In the past, in her impression, whether it was her father or the many elders, they were serious or even staid people.

Speaking today, it is too open.

When the senior leaders of the Zuoqiu tribe were discussing how to use beauties to keep Liu Lang’s people and Liu Lang’s heart, outside Zuoqiu City, the army of millions of repairers was assembled, waiting for Liu Lang to review .

"I have to say that there are so many people in Chengtian Continent."

Looking at the crowds in front of him, Liu Lang secretly said with emotion.

And this is just three small tribes, an army of repairers gathered together.

Compared with the Three Realms Continent, the cultivation atmosphere of Chengtian Continent is really not a bit stronger.

However, this difference is not caused by the people of the Three Realms not working hard, but because there are deeper objective reasons, and the most important objective reason is the catastrophe millions of years ago.

Ao Wanli and Wutian, a battle between two peerless powerhouses, shattered the Three Realms Continent, and the original civilization of the Three Realms Continent was almost extinct.

More importantly, the Three Realms Continent has become three pieces.

The life of the earth is pervasive, and the spiritual energy of the human world is thin. Even the heavens, a large part of them, have become eight wastes that no one can set foot on. Under such hardware conditions, the three realms can be restored to today within a million years. Today's level is actually not easy.

"Master Han, my Nangong tribe has a total of 345,820 cultivators. Among them, there are 283,777 people in the body tempering realm. , Forty-two thousand..."

When Liu Lang scanned the army of millions of repairers, Nangongshou had already made a report.

After reading the numbers, Nangong Shou stood aside with his hands down. After that, it was Murong Di, who followed Nangong Shou and gave a brief introduction to the basic situation of the Murong tribe.

Finally, Gu Liangjun.

After listening, Liu Lang had a deeper understanding of the strength of the three tribes.

"The Zuoqiu League is different from the Chengtian Pavilion. It belongs to the nature of an alliance. Therefore, in the future, your three tribes can exist independently, as long as you follow the dispatch when needed."

Liu Lang thought for a while and formulated a preliminary program for Zuoqiu League.

The reason why Zuoqiu League is defined as an alliance is because Liu Lang clearly sees that the tribal system with clans as its core is deeply rooted in Chengtian Continent and cannot be changed overnight.

Take Chengtian Pavilion as an example. It has been half a month since its establishment. However, this army of millions of cultivators has never regarded themselves as a member of Chengtian Pavilion. In their eyes, there is still only the former high priest.

Instead of squeezing the various tribes together, it is better to adopt a more gentle compromise.

"Can our tribe exist independently?" Hearing Liu Lang's words, Nangongshou, Murongdi, and Gu Liangjun were overjoyed.

They thought that Liu Lang used both hard and soft and let them eat the unknown poison to completely control them, and make the three tribes become their personal armed forces.

Unexpectedly, Liu Lang adopted such a loose management method.

In this way, Zuoqiu League is much better than Chengtian Pavilion.

"Follow the orders of the sir!"

After Liu Lang's confirmation, Nangongshou, Murongdi, and Gu Liangjun gave their hands together.

The millions of cultivators from the three tribes looked at the three high priests, and they both fisted and squirmed at Liu Lang. They all looked dazed. Is it possible that this fierce man is the legendary pavilion lord?

But if it is Lord Pavilion Lord, why did you give the Zuoqiu tribe a head start?

Amidst various speculations, Nangongshou, Murongdi, and Gu Liangjun finally stepped onto the front desk.

As a representative, Nangongshou took the lead to speak.

"Everyone, be quiet!" At any rate, he was also a fairyland powerhouse, and Nangong Shou uttered his voice, and the court suddenly became silent.

"After our three high priests and serious discussions, for the future and destiny of the tribe, from now on, the three tribes will leave the Chengtian Pavilion and join the Zuoqiu League with Zuoqiu tribe as the core."

Nangongshou turned around and pointed to Liu Lang, "This is the leader of our Zuoqiu League, Lord Zuoqiu!"

"This……"

The millions of repairers in the three tribes are even more confused.

However, in the next moment, Nangongshou, Murongdi, and Gu Liangjun have already bowed to Liu Lang and saluted, "See your lord!"

In the clan and tribal culture, the words of the high priest do not need to be understood, but only need to be executed. Almost out of instinct, the million cultivators followed the three high priests and shouted in unison, "See the lord!"

There are millions of people, and they are all cultivators, you can imagine how loud they are.

Thousands of miles away, above the sky, a young man in white robe who was flying in the sky suddenly stopped.