Ling Yunpo traveled around the clan territory for a few times and got to know many Vermillion Bird monks.

He is eloquent and has a silver tongue. No matter whether the other person is a child, a young man or an old woman, he can say a few nice words and quickly bring the relationship from stranger to familiar.

At the same time, his conversations with his tribesmen were secretly recorded in detail and reported to the table of the patriarch and two elders.

"Education in the clan school? Why is he asking this?" Seeing the innocent clan members foolishly revealing their true identities under Fengjiu's clever questioning, the clan leader felt a little embarrassed.

It's so embarrassing.

The current Zhuniao clan has no so-called clan education at all.

The Demon Locking Tower separates the inside and the outside, so it is difficult to get scriptures and jade slips, even ordinary paper is difficult to get.

In addition, there was fierce competition among the monsters in the tower, and from time to time, disciples from Mount Shu who were undergoing trials would come in to kill them. As a result, after several interruptions to the tribe's cultural heritage, there was not much useful information left.

"We can basically rule out the possibility of the Xu family from Tiannan." said the elder next to him.

Intelligence can be stolen and identities can be disguised, but thought patterns are difficult to imitate... and even impossible to understand each other.

The human race occupies the vast land of China and their numbers are almost endless, so they don’t care whether the number of newborns this year is more or less.

There are many talented people in Kyushu, and the best ones are selected to be admitted, so no one cares whether the quality of children's education is good or bad.

But this is not the case with the demon race.

In terms of the number of demons, they even far outnumber humans. But there are too many hatreds between different races, and they can't unite at all. If they are singled out, they will be beaten by humans.

The Donghuang Realm is the best example: everyone was obviously driven here by the human race, and over the years they have no intention of counterattacking the human world, and only want to fight each other... Because of this, they are very sensitive to the number of newborns in the clan and the clan education, because this determines how many transformed monks, how many demon kings, and whether there will be ancestors in the clan in the future.

First, we need to rule out the possibility that Fengjiu is a human spy.

So, who is the other party and why is he so interested in the basic situation of the Vermilion Bird clan in the tower?

"How about letting the ancestor ask him directly?" an elder suggested.

In the clan territory, Ling Yunpo was still chatting with the Vermilion Birds and had a slight headache.

These Feather Clan monks are too talkative. Their voices are sharp and fast, and they can't stop. It makes my head hurt.

"Feng Jiu Feng Jiu!" A little bird tried to climb onto his knees. "Are you my uncle? My mother's name is Feng Si..."

Mrs. Feng Si smiled shyly beside her, and seemed to like seeing her daughter getting close to this "stranger".

Ling Yunpo carried her down, but she climbed back up again, which annoyed Ling Yunpo so much that he could only gently discuss with Feng Si:

"…Madam, I think it's better for children not to crawl around. You don't want your daughter to get hurt or bruised, do you?"

"Oh, my daughter likes you very much." Mrs. Feng Si was not worried at all. Instead, she gave him a wink and said, "It seems that Feng Jiu can be a good father~"

Don’t be like this, ma’am. Your husband is probably still in the crowd behind you!

"Fengjiu, come with me, the clan leader wants to see you." Fortunately, her uncle Feng Yi finally showed up and took his niece down from Ling Yun's broken leg.

Ling Yunpo followed him to the bottom of the Fusang tree and saw the clan leader and two elders waiting there.

"You should have an idea of ​​who you are going to meet this time, right?" The clan leader asked in a deep voice after Feng Yi left.

Ling Yunpo saw that he had a serious expression and a look in his eyes that said, "I see through you, little brat." He immediately put on his acting skills and said calmly,

"Well, then please lead the way."

The crowd walked into the trunk of the hibiscus tree, spiraled down the steps, and finally came to a small room deep inside.

Inside the room, an elderly and hale and hearty man was meditating, wearing thin and simple clothes.

Ling Yunpo only took one look at him and knew that this person must be the ancestor of the Vermillion Bird clan.

The demons practice clan culture, and the greatest among the clan is the immortal ancestor.

In the Demon Locking Tower, most of the tribes do not have ancestors.

But a clan that can have three-digit transformed monks is one of the most powerful sects in the Demon Locking Tower, and it is impossible for it to not have an ancestor.

Among the ancestors of the demon clan, there are strong and weak ones: the strong ones, like Yinglong, are basically at the level of Daluo Jinxian; the weak ones are probably about the same as earthly immortals.

As for the Vermilion Bird ancestor in front of him, the answer given by Kunlun Mirror was that he was almost at the level of Golden Immortal.

"Are you Fengjiu?" The Vermillion Bird Patriarch opened his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly.

"It's me." Ling Yunpo nodded.

"Why did you come to the Demon Locking Tower?" asked the Vermilion Bird Patriarch slowly.

"Tushan Jun can come, why can't I?" Ling Yunpo asked him, "We, the Vermillion Bird Clan, rule over the Southern Province. Are we not as capable as the Qingqiu Sky Foxes of the Western Province?"

Upon hearing this, the Vermilion Bird Patriarch pondered for a moment, then slowly began to laugh:

"As you can see, our tribe is now in a state of decline."

"The number of newborns is still healthy, but the tribal education is almost non-existent. Many tribesmen can hardly use their bloodline magical powers and can only fight with their claws and beaks."

"In this secret realm, after every thirty-nine rotations, it will be connected to other secret realms, and the tribes on both sides can launch a war against each other."

"This is a blatant internal consumption strategy adopted by Shushan against us, but we have no choice... If we don't invade other tribes to strengthen ourselves, other tribes will invade us."

Ling Yunpo thought for a moment and nodded:

"My Feather Clan is strong in mobility. As far as the war in the Demon Locking Tower is concerned, if we choose to stay in our lair, we'll have already lost half the battle."

"Only by actively attacking the opponent and pushing the front line forward can we create sufficient strategic depth."

"It seems that you are not an ordinary Feather Clan cultivator." The Vermillion Bird Patriarch smiled faintly, "What does the clan mean?"

Ling Yunpo replied calmly:

"The tribe didn't mean anything. It was just that an elder mentioned the matter of Tushan Jun secretly helping the Jiaolong tribe at the tribe meeting."

The Vermilion Bird Patriarch listened silently, and soon restored the truth in his mind:

Tu Shanjun had previously helped the Jiaolong clan escape from the Demon Locking Tower.

When the news reached the Zhuniao tribe in the East Emperor Realm, an elder probably asked, "We also have people trapped in the Demon Locking Tower. Can we send someone to help them?"

Naturally, this impromptu proposal was met with a cold reception. After all, a counterattack on the human world was simply unrealistic, and the Vermillion Birds in the tower could not possibly escape back, so why bother investing resources in this area?

The failure of the Jiaolong clan's rebellion proved that Shushan was still not doomed. Everyone was very realistic and had to spend every penny carefully, so they could only make the compatriots imprisoned in the Demon Locking Tower suffer a little more.

And behind Fengjiu, there is undoubtedly an elder who sympathizes with the people in the Demon Locking Tower.

As for who it is, don’t ask too many questions, just see if you can get any benefits first.

"We can't provide much." The Vermillion Bird Patriarch exhaled a long breath, "What can the envoy provide for us?"

"Kung Fu." Ling Yunpo said in a low voice, "The inheritance cannot be broken."

Kung Fu... Haha, I should have thought of it earlier.

The Vermilion Bird Patriarch understood in his mind: if it were any elixirs or magical instruments, they were all resources for cultivation and it was impossible for them to be given away.

As for the bloodline skills, you just need to make a copy of the jade slip, which does not require any cost at all.

However, what our tribe lacks most right now is precisely these skills...

Not to mention his own clansmen, even he, the Vermillion Bird ancestor who was born in the Demon Locking Tower and cultivated himself to the immortal level, his mastery of bloodline magical powers and spells is probably not as good as that of the envoy from his own clan because of the lack of inherited skills!

"What the elders mean." Ling Yunpo suddenly said, "Let's see if our clan can gain a foothold in the Demon Locking Tower first."

What this means is that investment also depends on the corresponding potential.

If the Vermilion Birds in the Demon Locking Tower split up and there weren't even any cultivators at the ancestor level left, then they might be destroyed by other clans at some point, and there would be no need to donate resources.

"What proof does the envoy want?" The Vermilion Bird Patriarch smiled slightly.

"Nine-transformation Red Phoenix Pill." Ling Yunpo said in a deep voice.

"Take one of my feathers and it will serve as proof." The Vermilion Bird Ancestor tried to bargain.

Although he, as the ancestor, can refine the Nine-Transformation Red Phoenix Pill, the output is not high, and he feels a little sad to use it to prove his ability.

"The only thing that the Tiannan Xu family can't possibly possess is the Nine-Transformation Red Phoenix Pill." Ling Yunpo said in a firm tone.

Oh, the Xu family of Tiannan... The old ancestor Zhuniao sighed quietly.

On the surface, the main family of the Donghuang Realm was worried that the envoy had connections with the Xu family of Tiannan, so they took the relics left by the phoenix from the Xu family and went back to lie that the branch family in the Demon Locking Tower was still there.

In fact, it was the elder behind Feng Jiu who wanted to use these free skills to get an extra Nine Revolutions Red Phoenix Pill, so he just made up an excuse.

Thinking of this, the Vermilion Bird Patriarch took out a small wooden bottle from his arms.