Niu Dou snorted and continued.
"Me too."
The magical powers of the cattle and horse tribes are cultivated by salvaging souls from the sea of suffering. This tributary is extremely good for them.
The other tribes also nodded repeatedly, and even the Bird-beaked captives detained on the city wall stretched their necks to look over here.
They also need the souls in it to cultivate.
In the River Styx, there are not only human souls, but also animal souls, and maybe even some naive and happy ghosts.
The Ghost Gate is located at a high altitude, and the Styx flows into it, which is equivalent to the upper reaches of the underworld.
Moreover, the terrain here is narrow and the Styx flows rapidly here. As long as you are smart enough and use the soul-collecting magic tool to arrange it, you can easily catch a lot.
Not long after Zhou Cang started working, he became a favorite among the captains.
This made this iron-blooded man who had guarded the pass for who knows how many years a little at a loss.
Kong Hanan saw this and helped him out with a smile.
"Stop arguing for now. Follow me into the city. I'll reward you according to your merits and, by the way, greet our 'guests'."
A group of people climbed up the city wall.
Ma Mian was very tactful and brought out a chair for Kong Hanan to sit down.
With a group of captains standing behind him, the momentum emerged immediately.
Ji Baxian, the chief of the Birdbeak Tribe, was brought in first.
"Chief Ji Ba, your name..."
Kong Hanan shook his head, finding it difficult to speak.
Ji Ba had a flattering smile on his face.
"I was born in the desert. Before I became famous, I was called Diao. Later, because I was the eighth child in the family, I changed my name to Ba. I heard that there was a royal family in the world with the surname Ji. I was ignorant and gave myself this name. If you don't like it, you can call me by my previous name."
Kong Hanan couldn't help but cover his face.
So you are called sand sculpture?
This name is outrageous.
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