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Chapter 892 Tongtian Lingbao Heron Department

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    A convoy of more than thirty people was advancing alone on the endless prairie.

    There were not many vehicles, only seven or eight, but the leather-clad men on horseback gathered nearby were all young and energetic, and some of them were even just children of eleven or twelve years old.

    At the front of the motorcade is an old man in gorgeous clothes and riding a yellow horse.

    He is an old man wearing a flaming fox fur hat, his forehead has knife-like wrinkles, his face is slightly purple, but he wears a three-color brocade belt around his waist that represents his identity.  This is the mark of a first-rate novel.

    This place is already the southern part of Tianlan Grassland.  This is a team of unexpected people going to the temple to pay tribute.

    "Tianlan Grassland" is the name of the Mulan Grassland by the Tuwu people. Because the Tuwu people have always believed in the rumored "Tianlan Beast" and requested it to be the patron saint of their tribe and support it from generation to generation, that's why the grassland has such a name.  famous.

    Originally, the Tutu people only occupied the southern half of the Zhengtianlan grassland, but since they defeated the feuding Mulan people in a battle in the middle of the grassland thirty years ago, they have occupied the entire grassland ever since.  The power naturally increased by leaps and bounds, and there was no rival in the entire grassland.

    Of course, the Tuwu tribe is so large that there are countless internal tribes.  Small tribes ranging from hundreds of thousands of people to super tribes with a population of hundreds of millions are spread across the entire grassland.  And because there were so many people who made contributions in the last holy war, there were also many emerging independent tribes.

    Some of these tribes are not small, while others are even more insignificant, with a population of only tens of thousands.

    The "Heron Tribe" where the old man belongs is such a micro tribe that is separated from the large tribe.  Although it can be called a tribe, in fact the entire tribe only has 70,000 to 80,000 people.

    The old man¡¯s name was Yinglu. When he was young, he was extremely brave in fighting. During the Holy War, he defeated several small tribes of Mulan people and captured many nobles alive, which is why he achieved his current status.  But now he cannot withstand the ravages of time. Coupled with all these years of hard work, although he is only in his fifties, his body is already looking old.

    It was now noon. The old man looked at the scorching sun in the sky, then looked back at the young children in the motorcade behind him, and sighed.

    It stands to reason that no matter how big or small a tribe is, it must worship a certain immortal master.  Otherwise, ordinary mortals would not be able to withstand any natural or man-made disasters or monsters.

    But a new small tribe like theirs cannot recruit any immortal master at all. Even the lowest level immortal master is unwilling to enter such a small tribe.

    After all, for immortal masters, it is better for the tribe they join to be larger and richer, so that sufficient resources can be provided for their cultivation.

    Some small tribes can still have some low-level immortal masters, but these immortal masters themselves are from these tribes, or their own qualifications and cultivation qualifications are poor, and the larger tribes are not willing to worship them, so they have no choice but to stay.

    The Heron tribe where the old man belongs has not yet had the opportunity to cultivate immortal masters of its own tribe. Therefore, if something happens in these years, it can only pay a lot of money to hire low-level immortal masters from neighboring tribes to help.  However, these immortal masters also charge extremely high prices. A few attempts will cost the entire tribe less than half of a year's income, which makes the Heron tribe even worse.

    Fortunately, the spiritual opening day, which comes once every twenty years, is finally coming.

    Feilu, who has been interested in this matter for a long time, naturally cannot let it go.  Immediately led several tribesmen who were found to have spiritual roots in the tribe to the Tianlan Temple closest to their tribe.

    The Tianlan Temple was originally built to worship the Tianlan Holy Beast, but after so many years of evolution, it has become a holy place in the hearts of the Tuwu people and a place dedicated to training low-level immortal masters of the Tuwu tribe.

    There are several high-level immortal masters in each temple who are responsible for teaching some basic cultivation methods.  Once they have achieved success, those with lower qualifications will directly return to various tribes and be worshiped by the tribes, while those with promising training prospects will be accepted as disciples by high-level immortal cultivators and specially trained.

    High-level immortal masters are strictly prohibited from teaching immortal skills privately to mortals who have not gone through the spirit-opening ceremony.

    There are only a small number of these temples, only sixty or seventy, but they are evenly distributed throughout the grassland, but each one is almost the center of a large area, surrounded by thousands of large and small tribes.

    As the only temple in the region, the larger the tribe is, the closer it is to the temple. However, the Heron tribe is too small and is assigned a very far place.  It takes three months to travel from the tribe to the temple.

    In desperation, Yinglu led the team to set off from the tribe as early as four months ago.

    Speaking of the last spiritual opening day, although he hadSuddenly he spoke.

    "Yes, clan leader!" A young man with a strong body and a formidable face in the convoy was startled when he heard the words, but hurriedly agreed, then dismounted and carefully walked towards the bushes more than twenty feet away.

    When he was only five or six feet away from the land of blue light, the young man hesitated for a while and subconsciously stopped his steps.

    "I wonder which immortal master is here? We are from the Heron tribe, and we have come here to see the immortal master's true face." The young man seemed to have some status in the Heron tribe, and his words were quite polite, with a look on his face.  A respectful look.

    But there was still only spiritual light flowing in the bushes, and no sound came out.  Seeing this, the young man couldn't help but look back at the old man.

    The old man thought for a moment and looked back, then nodded silently at him. The young man suddenly felt confident and walked forward quietly.

    When he reached the bushes, the young man hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and reached out to separate the bushes in front of him.

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