"Yan Huang Tribe?"
Jiang Tian was taken aback.
"When the so-called Battle of the Fallen Immortals broke out, the multidimensional worlds were formed. Most of the experts of Hua Xia entered the Ruins of Immortality and other multidimensional worlds."
Mou Hongdie explained.
"But the territory of Gu Tianzhu was already inhabited by experts of Hua Xia. They were also brought to this world, and were collectively known as the Yan Huang Tribe! Flying sword arts were their forte! "
"Oh, so that's how it is!"
Sensing the caution in the eyes of the crowd, Jiang Tian clasped his hands behind his back and said confidently:
"That's right, I am a descendant of Yan Huang!"
Jiang Tian had always thought that the traditional culture of Hua Xia was extensive and profound!
Even in the world of immortals, many of the elite cultivation techniques were similar to the traditional Hua Xia scriptures.
Jiang Tian also thought that the Hua Xia people were the most outstanding people, not only on Earth, but even in the universe!
Even in the depths of the universe, many humans had yellow skin, black hair, and black eyes. They were very similar to the Hua Xia people in terms of body structure and bloodline.
Therefore, no matter what these people thought of the Yan Huang Tribe, even if it was a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, Jiang Tian would not deny it.
Just like a tree that grew to 10,000 zhang and covered the sky, one could not forget that it was the roots, the earth beneath one's feet that gave him nourishment and strength.
However.
Jiang Tian's words caused everyone's eyes to turn cold. There was disgust, sympathy, and disdain.
It was like a white person looking at a black person, or a city person looking at a country bumpkin. No, it was more like a righteous person looking at a criminal suspect.
Even Fan Xiuzhu, who had been warm to Jiang Tian, looked at Jiang Tian coldly.
Luo Qi's face was full of disdain. She kept a distance from Jiang Tian, ignoring Jiang Tian.
"The Yan Huang Tribe is so disliked by you?"
Seeing this, Li Wuji and the others looked at each other. Jiang Tian's face was as still as water as he asked mildly.
Fan Xiu Zhu looked embarrassed. He coughed and explained.
"Senior Xing Tu, you might not know this, but this area originally belonged to the Ancient Indians. The Yan Huang Tribe is an outsider, and they do not believe in the Longevity Sect, nor do they worship the Buddhist Sect's Tathagata. Therefore, they have always been disliked, and can only survive in the cracks.
He let out a bitter laugh and said,
"But recently, an Overlord of the Changshen Sect, Luo Ming, set foot on Earth. However, he was killed by the Tianqing School, which was led by the Yan Huang people on Earth. He even infuriated the Longevity Sect and killed all the Yan Huang Tribe members in the Kingdom of Heaven. "
"Right now, countless villages and towns of the Yan Huang Tribe have been destroyed. Tens of thousands of Yan Huang Tribe members have lost their lives and become homeless!"
Li Wuji's face was as calm as still water when he heard this.
Ye Keren and Lady Wu both looked angry.
Tang Linglong directly sneered, "How can the Changsheng Sect be so capable? If they are so capable, why don't they fight their way to Earth?"
Mou Hongdie's face was gloomy. She sneered and said disdainfully, "That Changsheng Sect, huh, bullies the weak and fears the strong!"
"Of course we will, but we won't be in a hurry!"
Fan Xiuzhu smiled awkwardly and said,
"The Dragon Taming Arhat from Thunder Mountain came back injured. He said that although the cultivation level of the people on Earth is low, they are good at strange and dirty tricks. They have created a cannon that can shoot lightning and kill Jindan Cultivators. The Changsheng Sect does not dare to go there rashly. Now they are recruiting, collecting natural treasures, and forging protective immortal treasures... "
Seeing Jiang Tian's unhappy face, Fan Xiuzhu seemed to be afraid of Jiang Tian's power. He quickly smiled and said,
"However, an Overlord who has reached the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm like Senior Xing Tu is an amazing person wherever he goes. Once his cultivation level is high, there will be people who want to recruit him. He will not be short of money. However, Senior, it is better not to mention the identity of the Yan Huang Tribe member. It will only invite trouble! "
He confided in her:
"The storm will pass. When the time comes, Senior Xing Tu will have the opportunity to join a large sect and climb to the peak of cultivation!"
Jiang Tian smiled calmly and did not comment.
Although this person despised the Yan Huang Tribe in his bones, this view was deeply ingrained in the hearts of any Indian Tribe member.
At least he was polite to Jiang Tian. It was out of kindness, so Jiang Tian could not be angry at him.
Seeing that the crowd ignored Jiang Tian, Mou Hongdie scanned the crowd and sneered.
"Let's not talk about other things! Senior Xing Tu is our savior. Everyone should know how to repay his kindness. Keep your mouths shut. Don't talk nonsense outside and cause trouble for Senior Xing Tu. If I find out that you are spreading rumors, don't blame me for being ruthless!
"I don't care and can't care about what you do! But the Mou Family will treat Senior Xing Tu as an important guest and protect him! "
At this moment, Jiang Tian had a better impression of this girl.
She knew how to repay kindness and was responsible. Not bad!
Hearing this, although the crowd felt that Mou Hongdie's action was inappropriate, they did not dare to persuade her. They all nodded in agreement.
Jiang Tian was about to ask about the Changsheng Sect's pursuit of the Yan Huang Tribe when suddenly, a dazzling rainbow pierced through the sky.
"The people from the family are here!"
Luo Qi immediately jumped up and cheered.
The major cultivation families of Maolin City had extraordinary auras.
In the sky, hundreds of white luans, falcons, and immortal cranes with 100-meter-long wings covered the sky. On the ground, thousands of flood horses and elephant cavalry charged through the mountains and rivers.
The white luans and the warriors on the cavalry had distinct armor and shiny swords and halberds. Almost all of them were in the middle or later stage of the Qi Refinement realm.
There were also many cultivators, dressed differently and with different temperaments. They came on strange flying immortal treasures. There was no lack of Foundation Establishment experts.
The leader was a burly man with a full beard. He was burly and had the strength of a middle Foundation Establishment cultivator. He jumped down from a flying chariot and walked over with a majestic gait.
"Father!"
Mou Hongdie immediately went up to him and whispered a few words.
Mou Hongdie's father looked at Jiang Tian with a strange glint in his eyes. He quickly walked over and thanked him with cupped fists.
"Daoist Xingtu, I'm Mou Bohu. I heard that you saved my daughter. I'm very grateful. I've prepared some wine in my house. Please come!"
At this time, Mou Hongdie stepped forward and said softly, "Father, please send everyone away. Immortal Master Xingtu is from the Yan Huang Tribe!"
Mou Bohu's face froze, but he immediately calmed down and ordered calmly.
"Immortal Master Xingtu is an otherworldly expert. He doesn't like to be disturbed. You guys, carry the corpse of the Centipede Spirit back to the city first! "
"Yes!"
Many family leaders, cultivators, generals, and soldiers responded. They took the corpse of the Centipede Spirit from Mou Hongdie and the others and left quickly.
The other disciples rescued by Jiang Tian bowed to Jiang Tian, found their parents, and left in a hurry.
Luo Qi did not even look at Jiang Tian and turned to leave.
Fan Xiuzhu wanted to say something but stopped. In the end, he sighed regretfully and left Jiang Tian and Mou Hongdie.
After everyone left.
"Descend the White Luan carriage!"
Mou Bohu shouted to the White Luan in the air.
The carriage on the back of the White Luan was engraved with restrictive patterns that could block the spiritual power of a Jindan cultivator.
The person driving the carriage was a young man in black armor. He was extraordinary and had a fierce aura.
He was already at the late Qi Refinement Realm. If he were on Earth, he could control a country or a sect.
The young man descended the White Luan carriage and walked over with majestic steps. He bowed respectfully and said, "City Lord, Miss! Please get on the carriage! "
"Immortal Master Xingtu, this is the guard captain of the City Lord Residence, Mou Xi. He's an outstanding disciple of the same tribe!"
Mou Bohu introduced.
"Mou Xi, this is Immortal Master Xingtu. He's the savior of Red Butterfly and the others. He's at the Foundation Establishment Realm and a hero! You'll be in charge of his daily life these days. Don't be negligent! "
"He's a Foundation Establishment Realm expert? He's a liar! "
Mou Xi looked at Jiang Tian with disdain. He was suspicious.
Jiang Tian did not have any aura that an expert should have. He was ordinary. The key was that he was from the Yan Huang Tribe.
One had to know that the Yan Huang Tribe did not have any decent sects. They only had a few small mortal cities and scattered villages. They were not powerful at all!
In the West Earth World, the Yan Huang Tribe did not have any decent experts. Their fates were miserable. They were chased and trampled on like ants!
This guy was blowing his own trumpet!
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