Crack!
On Huang Shu's face, a bloody whip mark appeared.
The arrogant third-generation disciple of the Clear Heart Swordsmanship Sect held the whip and shouted with disdain, "Elder Song is busy now. He doesn't have time to care about you savages who are burdened with crimes. Scram to the side. If you provoke the nobles, it would be considered a light punishment for your entire Yellow Dragon Tribe to be destroyed. "
Huang Shu was angry, but he didn't dare to say anything.
The patriarch Huang Long smiled and said, "Immortal, please make an exception. My daughter is the concubine chosen by Elder Song. He ordered us to send her here today …"
"Concubine?" The disciple couldn't help laughing. He glanced at Huang Yeer and said in a sarcastic tone, "A female slave is more like it. You lowly bastards are as black as charcoal. How can you be Elder Song's concubine? Haha, you really don't know how long you are."
The people of the Yellow Dragon Tribe gnashed their teeth in anger.
Huang Yeer's malt-colored face also showed a trace of humiliation.
For a virgin girl, this was a great insult.
"Be more respectful with your words." When Luo Liang saw Huang Yeer's expression, his blood rushed to his head. He didn't care about anything else and stood up and said angrily.
"Who are you? You don't have the right to speak here. Huh? Are you a mortal? " The disciple of the Clear Heart Swordsmanship Sect glanced over and fell on Luo Liang. His expression suddenly became solemn. "How dare the Yellow Dragon Tribe collude with mortals? Come on, take him down. "
Several disciples of the Clear Heart Swordsmanship Sect rushed over.
Luo Liang wanted to resist.
But with his strength, in front of these Immortal Sect disciples, he really could not cause any waves.
Seeing this, Huang Shu hurriedly winked at Luo Liang.
Didn't you say that you have acquaintances in the Clear Heart Swordsmanship Sect? Tell me your name.
Luo Liang was a little confused.
Why did the Clear Heart Swordsmanship Sect reject mortals so much?
Being tied up by the disciples of the Clear Heart Swordsmanship Sect, Luo Liang didn't know what to say for a moment.
He was indeed impulsive in this matter.
At this moment, a flying sword came from afar and landed in front of everyone. It was a tall and thin elder. He frowned and said, "What's going on? If you disturb Lord Li Mu with all that noise, you won't have enough heads to chop off. "
The third generation disciple hurriedly bowed and said, "Elder Zhou, it's someone from the Yellow Dragon Tribe. He's in cahoots with mortals …"
Luo Liang's eyes lit up when he heard the words "Lord Li Mu".
Could it be that Li Mu?
"Wait a minute, I didn't mean to make trouble. I know Master Li Mu. I'm Master Li Mu's good friend." Luo Liang was desperate and shouted.
"Bah, you know Lord Li Mu?" The third generation disciple sneered.
Elder Zhou's heart skipped a beat.
He knew that Li Mu also came from the secular world.
Could it be that he really had some sort of relationship with this mortal?
He couldn't afford to be careless about something like this.
…
…
In the library of the Clear Heart Swordsmanship Sect.
The sun was shining brightly, and the golden rays fell on the bookshelves.
Li Mu sat quietly, holding an antique scroll in his hand, and was flipping through it leisurely.
"At times, there was a Yellow Dragon, the descendant of an ancient demon. He flew across the sky and breathed poisonous gas, causing disasters to the mountains and rivers. The major sects couldn't resist, and people were plunged into misery and suffering. Later, there was the guardian of our sect, Zhan Shou, who killed the Yellow Dragon, his followers, and the Dragon-slaying Valley. Our god was merciful and spared his descendants …"
Li Mu read the past events recorded in the scroll.
He didn't have much interest in martial arts and Cultivation Methods. What he read were books about the past, travel, and legends.
From these records, which were hard to distinguish between true and false, Li Mu tried to find some truth about the small world of the famous mountain and the Chaotic Battlefield.
Two Grand Elders of the Clearheart Swordsmanship Sect with white beards and hair stood respectfully behind the chair. Each of them was holding a fan and fanning Li Mu.
Footsteps were heard.
Elder Zhou came in. When he saw the two Grand Supreme Elders, the corner of his mouth twitched, but he didn't dare to say anything. He bent over, came to Li Mu, knelt on one knee, and said, "Your honor, there is a streamer from the mortal world outside. He said he is your friend …"
"A streamer?"
Li Mu put down the scroll in his hand, and a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.
…
In the main hall.
After listening to Luo Liang's narration, Li Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He didn't expect that with the advent of the great era of cultivation, the streamer industry would also have a second spring. Instead of sharpening their bodies and pursuing strength and longevity, cultivators would become streamers.
However, this could also be regarded as a way to combine cultivation with science and technology.
In the universe, there was also such a thing on the Immortal Net, but the commercialization was not so clear. Most people used the Water Mirror Skill to retrace or record, which was a bit like a video, rather than a live broadcast.
"I just said I know you in a hurry … Your honor, I …" Luo Liang hurriedly explained.
Li Mu waved his hand and said, "Hey, don't, don't. Just call me Li Mu. Since we are all Chinese, the new socialist youth, what era are we in? Don't play these old tricks. In a well-off socialist society, there is no such thing as an adult."
When Luo Liang heard this, he was amused by Li Mu's words.
All the tension was swept away at once.
Li Mu was really as approachable as the legend said.
That made things easier.
Luo Liang hurriedly told his experience. In the end, he added excitedly, "Brother Li, I am your die-hard fan, really."
Li Mu laughed and said, "Die-Hard fan? Is it because you have become die-hard after reading my deeds? "
Luo Liang was stunned and immediately realized that Li Mu was joking with him.
"Go and invite the distinguished guest of the Yellow Dragon Tribe in."
Li Mu said to Elder Zhou next to him.
…
The people of the Yellow Dragon Tribe were standing outside the main hall of the Clear Heart Swordsmanship Sect, on tenterhooks and uneasy.
Especially the patriarch, Huang Long.
He had come to the gate of the Clear Heart Swordsmanship Sect several times when he was paying tribute, but his status was low. When had he ever been so close to the main hall?
He didn't know if the mortal named Luo Liang really had a friendship with the "Lord Li Mu" mentioned by the disciples of the Clear Heart Swordsmanship Sect. If it was fake and was seen through, the whole Yellow Dragon Tribe would be destroyed.
Moreover, Huang Long wasn't sure what the status of the "Lord Li Mu" in the Clear Heart Swordsmanship Sect was and whether his words counted.
After all, as far as he knew, the major events of the Clear Heart Swordsmanship Sect were decided by the Sect Master, the Old Sword.
At this time, Elder Zhou came out of the main hall.
"Lord Li invites you in."
On the other hand, Elder Zhou's attitude had become much warmer and warmer.
Huang Long led his son and daughter, as well as a dozen other tribal warriors, into the main hall under the guidance of Elder Zhou.
The magnificent buildings made the warriors of the primitive tribes widen their horizons.
Huang Long wanted to ask Elder Zhou for some information several times, but he hesitated for a long time and didn't speak.
When he arrived at the main hall, he saw Luo Liang chatting cheerfully with a short-haired young man dressed in strange clothes. Especially this heroic young man, who was sitting on the main seat with ease, he immediately realized that this must be a big shot.
"Haha, the distinguished guests are here. Please sit."
Li Mu stood up and greeted Huang Long and the others.
Such an attitude made everyone feel flattered.
Luo Liang introduced them to Li Mu one by one.
"Haha, so it's about the tribute. Don't worry, patriarch Huang. From now on, you don't have to pay tribute to any sect in the Song Mountain world." Li Mu smiled and ordered people to prepare wine and fruits.
He wanted to have a good talk with the people of the Yellow Dragon Tribe.
Because just now, in the Tibetan scripture 'Legend of the Yellow Dragon' that he had read, it mentioned the Yellow Dragon that had once wreaked havoc on the world of Mount Song. If he guessed correctly, the descendants of the Yellow Dragon mentioned in the book were the Yellow Dragon Tribe.
Li Mu vaguely felt that the Yellow Dragon Tribe and the Mysterious Yellow Tribe were inextricably linked.
Soon, the immortal wine was served.
Li Mu's warm reception confused the people of the Yellow Dragon Tribe, but they could finally breathe a sigh of relief about the tribute.
"Which one is Elder Song? Marrying a young girl by force is too disgusting. You send someone to investigate this matter. If there are any other crimes, execute them. "Li Mu then turned to Elder Zhou.
"Yes."
Elder Zhou left respectfully.
Li Mu invited the Yellow Dragon Tribe to a banquet.
During the banquet, Li Mu tried to get information out of them.
However, when it came to the legendary 'Yellow Dragon' that had been beheaded, Patriarch Huang Long's expression became unnatural. He intentionally changed the topic a few times. It was obvious that he did not want to talk about it.
"My tribe has been in this world for dozens of generations. All the patriarchs have been named Yellow Dragon. I am actually the 26th generation of the Yellow Dragon." The patriarch explained the origin of his name.
Li Mu nodded.
"I heard that the Yellow Dragon that was killed by the guardian of the Clear Heart Swordsmanship Clan was actually a spirit beast guarding the door of an immortal palace. Unfortunately, when the Yellow Dragon was killed, the armory disappeared as well." Li Mu deliberately said, "I wonder if the patriarch of the Yellow Dragon Tribe knows the whereabouts of the armory?"
A trace of vigilance flashed deep in the patriarch's eyes, but on the surface, he said with sincerity, "This is a secret of the immortal sects. How can we peasants know about such things?"
Li Mu chuckled. "I originally thought that the Yellow Dragon Tribe had something to do with the slain Yellow Dragon. I didn't expect that I was wrong."
The patriarch said, "My tribe does revere the Yellow Dragon as a divine beast, but this is just an old tradition. It has nothing to do with the Yellow Dragon."
As they spoke, Elder Zhou came in with two disciples.
The disciple held a lacquered wooden plate with red patterns. On it was a grimacing head. The head had gray hair and a twisted face. Blood dripped onto the plate.
Elder Zhou bowed respectfully. "Milord," he said, "we have found out that Elder Song Ju of the Empty Sword Peak has committed thirty-eight crimes. The Heavens will not tolerate it. According to the laws of the Sect, he has been sentenced to death. I have come to report back to you."
Li Mu waved his hand.
Elder Zhou and the others left.
The people of the Yellow Dragon Tribe had mixed feelings.
In their minds, Elder Song was a big shot who could decide the fate of the Yellow Dragon Tribe with one word. But in their hearts, Li Mu had only said a few words and Elder Song's head had rolled to the ground …
What was a big shot?
This young man in strange white clothes was the real big shot.
But they didn't know what his identity was.
He was too mysterious.
The banquet ended.
Li Mu's probing did not yield any clear results.
But judging from the reaction of the patriarch of the Yellow Dragon Tribe, he could basically confirm some things.
Li Mu rose and said with a smile, "I heard that the Gate of Ancient Ancestors is about to open in the Qinling Mountains. At that time, the cultivators in the worldlet will be free from the barriers and live freely. Chief Huang, do you have any intention of going to the Qinling Mountains to take a look?"
"What?" The usually calm yellow dragon's expression changed drastically when he heard this. His dark old face was filled with extreme shock. He said, "The Gate of Ancient Ancestors? No, that's impossible … This is going to be troublesome. "
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