The Immortal Emperor is so fertile.

Chapter 107 The Holy Maiden of the Rong people comes to marry!
Yinshan.

The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields.

On the dark green grassland, there are flocks of sheep rolling and stretching like clouds. Amid the rumbling thunder, countless fat and strong horses are galloping over, and the herders following them are even more sturdy and brave.

And at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.

Hundreds of wizards wearing dog crowns and animal skins were hastily setting up the altar.

Five thousand cattle, five thousand horses, five thousand sheep, and a full eighty thousand hunchbacked, ragged slaves were driven to the center of the altar.

Then, the dog-crowned wizards began to chant spells.

In an instant, all the slaves and livestock in the center of the altar fainted on the ground, and then a bloody light shot up into the sky!

Magnificent and huge!

The diameter is a hundred feet, and the light reaches the sky!
And as the blood-red light rose, the altar was filled with the roars of monsters, the rolling of lava, and the sound of shrill wails. It was like a hell of blood and fire, giving people an indescribable palpitation and fear.

The dog-crowned wizard chanted the spell more vigorously.

In the distance, dark clouds were rolling in. Suddenly, a flash of lightning appeared in the thick clouds, and the thunder sounded like a war drum beaten by a strong man, rumbling and deafening.

But there was no joy on the faces of those dog-crowned wizards.

The one who comes is not a guest.

The one in the thundercloud was not the Heavenly Dog they summoned, but the Kui Niu.

This is a strange beast from the mountains and seas worshipped by the Western Rong. It looks like an ox, with a blue body and no horns, and one foot. When it enters or leaves the water, there will be wind and rain. Its light is like the sun and the moon, and its sound is like thunder.

Kuiniu is very strong.

But it was not enough to protect the Western Rong from foreign invasion.

Then, the dog-crowned wizards shook the magic tools made of human skin and bones in their hands and drove the Kuiniu, who had come eagerly to have a feast, away from the sacrificial site.

But they waited and waited, from morning till dark, but never saw the heavenly dog ​​appear, not even the slightest response.

Tengu is probably really dead.

The dog-crowned wizard was like a bereaved man.

The reason why Xirong has stood for tens of thousands of years is that it has the Heavenly Dog to guard its destiny and deter foreign enemies.

but now……

The first thing the Dog-Crowned Wizard thought of was to block the news.

This is actually very easy to do.

The Western Rong had hundreds and thousands of exotic beasts for sacrifice, and similar sacrificial activities were held almost every now and then. Although the scale of those sacrificial activities was far less grand than that of today, how could ordinary Rong people distinguish them clearly?

As for the second thing.

The natural thing is to negotiate peace with the State of Qin, or even form an alliance with it!
This is also easy to understand.

The Qin State is powerful. Not only does it have powerful men in the extraordinary realm, but it can also summon a thug in the Yuhua realm whose cultivation level is above Daluo and Zhenjun!
Qin Tian's legs are very thick.

Worth a hug!
Then, the wizard with the dog crown looked around and asked, "Who knows what the Marquis Qin likes?"

There was an uproar all around.

An uncertain voice came from the corner.

"I heard he's a womanizer..."

"I guess what I like is beautiful women..."

……

The Dog-Crowned Wizard nodded slowly.

He understood.

It is a man’s nature to like beautiful women. Even at his age, when his body is already very weak, he still wants to sleep with his arms around two beauties every day!

So, what kind of beauty should I give as a gift?

The dog-crowned wizard pondered for a long time and turned his gaze to a priest wearing a feather crown and colorful clothes.

Or rather, a saint.

The saint of the Xirong clan is the carrier of the Tengu's descent to the world. Although the Tengu no longer responds to them in the past few decades, a saint with a pure body and a silver moon physique is indispensable.

Today the dog is dead...

The Saint Girl has lost her greatest value. So...

The Dog-Crowned Wizard changed the way he looked at holy things before, and looked up and down at Saint Xiyue with the eyes of a man looking at a woman.

Then, his breathing gradually became rapid.

She was a pure beauty, seven feet and five inches tall (23.2cm/foot), with slightly curly brown hair and translucent snow-white skin. She was like the afterglow of the summer sun, shining with happiness and hope, like a gorgeous blooming flower, like sweet fruits that had just ripened on the branches. Even a man in a high position like him who was used to seeing beautiful women had the urge to throw her onto the bed and possess her without a care in the world.

But he restrained himself.

At the same time, he also laughed.

Such a beauty, can't she conquer a lustful man like Qin Tian?
So, he said without question: "The delegation will set out in three days to negotiate the border and offer the Saint Girl Xiyue as the concubine of Marquis Qin in order to seek an alliance between the two sides..."

In an instant, there was an uproar.

Especially the Saint Xiyue who was sitting quietly in the corner.

Who is she?
The Saint of Xirong is the carrier of the ancestral spirit Tengu’s descent to the world!
Even though Tengu was sure that he was really dead...

But in the world of immortal cultivation, strength is respected.

This is especially true within the Western Rong.

The Dog-Crowned Wizard has profound cultivation and powerful magic, so he naturally has the highest say.

Despite this, there are still voices of opposition on the field.

After all, the Dog-Crowned Wizard is already old. If he cannot break through the realm, his death will come within a hundred years!
Therefore, a wizard who claimed to be young, though his face was full of wrinkles, stood up and said loudly: "The great wizard is old. Has he forgotten what happened to the Dali tribe?"

"Sacrificing a daughter to seek peace, ended up with the entire family being wiped out!"

"Now all the people in the tribe have become slaves of the Qin people!"

"To serve Qin with beauty is like trying to put out a fire with firewood. If the firewood is not used up, the fire will not go out!"

"Last time I offered you the princess, today I offer you the saint girl, and then I can sleep peacefully for the night. I got up and looked around, and the Qin army has arrived again! However, the women of the Western Rong are limited, and the greed of the Marquis of Qin is unlimited. The more we give him, the more he thinks we are weak and can be bullied, and the more eager he will invade!"

……

The 'young' wizard said, looking around for allies.

But there was total silence all around.

The Dog-Crowned Wizard raised his hand slightly, and a huge mountain and sea monster appeared behind the 'young' wizard.

It was a giant black wolf with red hair, rat-like eyes, and pig-like squeals coming out of its mouth.

gé dàn (gé dàn).

The guardian spirit of the Dog-Crowned Wizard.

next second.

The squeals of pigs and the sound of the wizard's dying voice overlapped.

The Canine Crowned Wizard had a blank expression on his face as he looked at the trembling crowd around him: "Now, is there anyone who objects?"

........................

Loess plateau.

Qin Tianzheng strictly followed the agreement and buried boundary markers on the territory allocated to him.

Then, a golden light curtain that only he could see quickly spread over.

Beside him, Lin Zhao sighed helplessly: "Population is wealth. No matter how much land there is, it is useless if no one works on it... The Xirong people have adapted to living on the loess plateau, are familiar with the weather, and have a good output..."

"My Lord, the people who migrated from Leizhou will probably have a hard time adapting to life on the Loess Plateau..."

Qin Tian buried the last boundary marker.

The Golden Dragon of Luck let out a high-pitched cry. Although its body length did not change much, its waist became much thicker, about the thickness of a water tank with a diameter of more than three feet...

Fine, fine, you didn't grow taller, you just got fatter, right... Qin Tian shook his head helplessly and turned to look at Lin Zhao beside him:

"What if I could change the weather here?"

"The Loess Plateau is a fertile land, but the rainfall is scarce, and the Xirong are not good at managing it, which is why it is in this situation now..."

“What if the rainfall doubles?”

(End of this chapter)