Chapter 267 The whereabouts of the spirit gathering platform

Sweat dripped down Niu Dou’s forehead in large drops, and his eyes were as big as copper bells, as if he had seen a ghost.

No, seeing ghosts is not scary. He used to see ghosts every day - how the hell is this possible?

"Village Chief Niu, long time no see, how are you these days?"

Zhang Yang was smiling sincerely. He had promised before that if they meet again in the future, he would help if he could.

"Master Zhang, help me!"

After Niu Dou's face changed seven or eight times in an instant, he finally knelt on the ground, crying loudly. The sound of his sorrow could be felt by the sun and the moon.

Zhang Yang watched with a smile, his eyes inadvertently sweeping over the dozen or so weirdos. He didn't mind using their heads to sacrifice to his sword, especially since these weirdos were not very strong, even though they were very strange.

But to Zhang Yang's surprise, seeing Niu Dou like this, those weirdos were not surprised or angry. Instead, their eyes wandered to each other, as if they were hesitating about something.

Then, as Zhang Yang looked even more surprised, a guy who seemed to be the leader of the weirdos stepped forward and saluted.

"Your Excellency, the Honorable Sect Master, we have no intention of offending you, and we will never make things difficult for the Tianjian Sect. According to the rules of the Black Earth Plain, our Black Mist Village requests to become a village that offers sacrifices to the Tianjian Sect, and the annual offering will not be less than one thousand immortal stones, but we also hope to obtain the armed protection of the Tianjian Sect."

"Wait! Niudou, weren't you kidnapped by them?"

Zhang Yang asked hurriedly. He didn't believe in such benefits that came to his door. If anyone just built a mountain gate, the surrounding villages would come and compete to become the worshipping village. Then it would be too easy.

"Reporting to Master Zhang, we are certainly not kidnapped. In fact, Black Bull Village has now been merged into Black Mist Village. The reason we are here is to harvest a round of stone grass before the sleepless night comes. This thing is very active during this period every year. As long as it eats a few people, it will secrete some stone grass saliva, which is also the main material of our Black Soil Plain's most famous specialty, Earth Pill."

"But we never expected that this place has really become the master's mountain gate. Alas!" Niu Dou let out a long sigh at the end. He really regretted it. If he had known this earlier, their Heiniu Village would not have ended up like this.

Zhang Yang nodded. So that thing is called stone grass? It eats people and spits. And those dozen people from Heiniu Village with miserable faces seemed to be the food for stone grass.

"In that case, why are you shouting for help?" Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows. He said he wanted to help, but he certainly wouldn't be Zhang Shenggong because these people had blocked this road.

"Reporting to the master, because of my erroneous thoughts, thousands of people in the village were left homeless and more than half of them were killed or injured. The fault lies with me. Now we do not ask for the master's forgiveness, but only for a way to survive. I am willing to give you the Soul Gathering Platform that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Black Bull Village, and I only ask that the master allow us to rebuild the village nearby!"

Niu Dou screamed miserably and kowtowed to the ground. The people from Heiniu Village behind him also kowtowed continuously.

I have to say that Niu Dou is really good at adapting to changing circumstances.

"Well, I made a promise that day, and I won't go back on it now. But the Black Mist Village won't stop you, right?"

Zhang Yang asked meaningfully.

Before the Black Bull Village moved away that day, they had three treasures: an ordinary strange Three Yin Drum, a Xuan-level formation diagram that was about to expire, and a spirit gathering platform.

But now Niu Dou is only willing to give one kind of treasure, which is really despicable!

The cow bean understood Zhang Yang's meaning instantly, and then cried even more sadly: "Reporting to the master, the treasure of our village, the Three Yin Drum, was taken away by a demon king during the relocation process, and the formation diagram was also used up in the battle with the demon king. In this battle, hundreds of main forces of my Black Bull Village were abducted by the demon king. If it weren't for the Black Mist Village taking us in, we would have turned into bones by now."

After Niu Dou said this, Zhang Yang understood that they had encountered Prince Kun of the demon clan. No wonder, they were so unlucky.

"Okay, in that case, you can move back after the sleepless night. If Black Mist Village is willing to become the village of worship for my Tianjian Sect, I will not refuse."

Zhang Yang waved his hand, very generous. Who would refuse to get benefits for free? "Master, help us. We can't wait for the sleepless night to end. The demon king said a few days ago that we must hand over the spirit gathering platform within five days. Otherwise, when the sleepless night demon wind comes, the first place it will destroy is the Black Mist Village!"

"I'll make it!"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but curse. Is this possible? "What do you mean by Black Mist Village?"

"Reporting to the master, our Black Mist Village has the ability to resist the sleepless night, but we will never offend a demon king because of this, because the demon wind is also the main force that causes the sleepless night. So, even if we take in the people of the Black Bull Village because of our past friendship, we will never be willing to make an enemy of a demon king for them."

The leader of the Black Mist Village answered very cautiously, but there was some tentative evaluation in his eyes. Obviously, if Zhang Yang and his so-called Tianjian Sect were afraid of even a demon king, then there was no need for the Black Mist Village to waste a thousand fairy stones to buy safety. They, the Black Mist Village, were not good people in this black soil.

"Oh," Zhang Yang nodded without comment, but he was quickly calculating in his mind. Although there was no immortal cultivation sect in Heituyuan, there were many ancient villages with the rudiments of immortal cultivation sects, so this would be the battle for Tianjianmen to become famous.

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If you win, the offering village will automatically come to you. If you lose, everything will be over! "Very good, Niudou, you return to Black Mist Village and bring all the villagers back. I want to see if the demon king can be braised or steamed!"

"Thank you for your kindness, Master! However, I'm afraid it's easy for us to go back, but it's difficult to come back here, because the demon king has sent 300 demon soldiers and 5 demon generals to guard the Black Mist Village. As long as we show up with the Spirit Gathering Platform, we can't escape their clutches."

"Hmm!" Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed. Now he was also a big shot with a mountain gate. If he left rashly, his overall strength would suddenly become much weaker. The most important thing was that he would have no space to move forward.

However, the Spirit Gathering Platform is not easy to make, and the current opportunity cannot be missed. Besides, isn’t this also for the purpose of expanding influence and improving the overall image of Tianjian Sect?

"Okay! I'll go with you!" Zhang Yang made a decision that as long as he arrived at the Black Mist Village, he would immediately get the Spirit Gathering Platform.

So, with Niu Dou thanking him profusely, Zhang Yang cleaned up the mess. Actually, there was nothing to clean up. The suppression of the mountain gate was at the Xuan level, and even if Prince Kun came, he couldn't get rid of it.

So he just carefully packed up the Qingying sword with full buffs and took it away. He really packed it up. He even wasted his only two pieces of ordinary iron ore for it. These were the ones left over from the relocation of Heiniu Village. He carved thirty-six confinement seals on it in one go, and then put them together. It looked like a mysterious and strange sarcophagus.

When Zhang Yang reappeared carrying the sarcophagus, he found that the leader of Black Mist Village seemed to have been frightened by something, and it was useless even if he covered it up for a moment.

"It seems like this guy is hiding something." Zhang Yang smiled in his heart, but didn't take it to heart.

(End of this chapter)