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The sixth update of t.net gt has been written, wait and see if the number of votes has increased. －－－－－－－－－－－ "Pfft" Ning Wutian cut open the abdomen of the headless corpse with a knife.
"No, how come there isn't?
This old guy is too poor."
Ning Wutian murmured dissatisfiedly, suddenly looked at Zong Feng's headless corpse, his eyes lit up, and he cut open Zong Feng's abdomen again.
"No, this guy seems to have a very high status, how could he not?"
Ning Wutian was confused.
"vomit" Suddenly Ning Wutian heard the sound of vomiting.
He raised his head and saw that people from the Tianmu tribe had vomited a large amount, especially some girls, who vomited until their faces turned blue.
Ning Wucai thought about how unusual his behavior was, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all.
He was looking for treasure, which was not something that these simple tribal villagers could understand.
A flash of fire flashed, and the blood on Ning Wutian's hand and knife was burned clean.
He put away the knife and said to Mukui and others: "You should dispose of these corpses and throw them into the woods.
They will probably be dead soon."
There will be beasts to drag it away.”
"Ah okay, okay."
Mukui and other young people hurriedly took action.
At this moment, Ning Wutian's words were like an imperial edict.
"Wutian" Muweng, the clan leader, was also in a daze at this time.
Ning Wutian had changed too much.
He was no longer as calm as before.
Now Ning Wutian has an extra energy.
Moreover, the behavior style that Ning Wutian showed just now made Patriarch Mu Weng very uncomfortable.
This can be compared to locusts.
When locusts pass through the border, nothing is left, and even the corpses are cut open.
"By the way, clan leader, how many people are there in your tribe?"
Ning Wutian asked.
"Seven hundred and twenty-three people."
Although Ning Wutian didn't know why he asked this, Chief Mu Weng still answered truthfully.
"Seven hundred and twenty-three."
Ning Wutian nodded, then waved his hand, and a metal box appeared on the ground.
Then under everyone's doubtful gaze, Ning Wutian took out a container again, but it was empty.
Opening the metal box, it was full of Yanyang fruits, emitting blazing fire, but it was only warm, not burning.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, wondering what Ning Wutian was doing with so many red fruits.
Young people such as Mu Qianqian and Mu Minghong who had seen Yanyang Fruit before had their eyes widened and their mouths opened wide.
Seeing this, Chief Mu Weng couldn't help but look carefully at the "red fruit" in the metal box.
The next moment, Patriarch Mu Weng's head banged: "This, this, this, this, the Holy Fruit of the Sun" "Qianqian, Minghong, you guys come here and put 722 of them into the container over there."
Ning Wutian said to Mu Qianqian and other girls.
"Uh-oh."
Several girls hurriedly followed the instructions.
At this moment, they all thought they were doing something for Ning Wutian, and they had not yet realized the number "seven hundred and twenty-two".
Only Patriarch Mu Weng seemed to have thought of something, and he looked at Ning Wutian in disbelief.
"This is Xinyu's tribe, and it was also my first stop when I came here."
Ning Wutian smiled and said, "I will distribute these Flame Sun Fruits to everyone in the tribe later.
Mu Kui already has them.
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There’s no need to give it to him.”
After saying this, Ning Wutian ignored the dazed Tianmu Tribe people and walked directly back to his courtyard.
He was not afraid that the Tianmu Tribe people would embezzle the remaining Yanyang Fruits.
If that were the case , these people are not worthy of his help at all.
Everyone in the Tianmu tribe was shocked.
Since it was recorded in the ancestral homepage, every clan member must memorize the ancestral homepage, so everyone knew the Yanyang Fruit.
This kind of fruit that only exists in legends, but now each of them can get one.
This is simply a miracle.
Some people didn't quite believe that the large box of fruits were all Yan Yang fruits, so they ate them directly when they were given Yan Yang fruits.
As a result, they ran naked on the street, their bodies were transformed, and their clothes were burned by the natural flames.
But this kind of torture is not harmful to the body and will not kill anyone.
In just half a day, the physiques of everyone in the entire Tianmu tribe had undergone earth-shaking changes.
Originally, these people were all useless people who could not cultivate, but because of the Flame Sun Fruit, they all transformed into fire spirit geniuses.
It was getting dark, and Ning Wutian was studying the ring he got from the old man of the Dark Soul Sect in the courtyard.
Using Qing'er's power, he finally studied the ring thoroughly.
This ring is similar to a mustard seed ring.
There is also space inside.
According to the name of Continent No. 5, it is called a space ring.
However, the size of the space inside makes Ning Wutian very speechless.
Only half a cubic meter, not even a cubic meter.
"This is too small.
There is only such a small space.
How can it hold a crystal coin like this?"
Ning Wutian took out a coin-like object from the ring.
This is a purple coin that is actually made.
From the information in the ring, Ning Wutian learned that this is an amethyst coin, the highest grade currency commonly used in Continent No. 5.
There are also copper and silver coins below, as well as gold coins.
One hundred copper coins are equal to one silver coin, and one hundred silver coins are equal to one gold coin.
Similarly, one hundred gold coins are equal to one purple gold coin.
From this we can see how precious purple gold coins are.
There are only more than a hundred purple gold coins in the space ring of the Dark Soul Sect old man, which makes Ning Wutian keep complaining that this guy is too poor.
Suddenly there was a bustling sound outside.
After putting away the space ring, Ning Wutian went out to take a look and found that there were many people outside.
Almost the entire Tianmu tribe came and brought the remaining half box of Yanyang Fruit.
"Chief Mu, what are you doing?"
Ning Wutian said in confusion.
It wouldn't take so many people to bring back the Flame Sun Fruit.
Mu Kai and Mukui carried the metal box to Ning Wutian.
Immediately, under the leadership of Patriarch Mu Weng, everyone knelt down in unison.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Ning Wutian asked confused.
"People of the Tianmu tribe, please kneel down to thank your benefactor."
Chief Mu Weng said loudly.
"Thank you, my benefactor."
Everyone said in unison.
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"You are too polite.
I have a lot of Yan Yang Fruit."
Ning Wutian helped the Mu Weng clan chief up.
The Tianmu tribe members behind also stood up, and everyone looked at Ning Wutian with eyes filled with burning passion and gratitude.
Chief Mu Weng said: "Oh God, my Tianmu tribe cannot repay your great kindness."
"You are too polite, this is a trivial matter."
Ning Wutian said.
"It may be just a small thing to you, but for us, it is a big thing to continue to survive.
Now that the Totem Saint Ancestor is sleeping, our Tianmu Tribe is in danger.
Now that we have the Fire Spirit System, even without the method of cultivation, We can also become stronger through training in the most primitive way.
I dare not say that we can protect ourselves against monks, but at least it doesn’t have to be so difficult when facing beasts," Chief Mu Weng said seriously.
"Yes, although it may be a small matter to you, but to us it is a big matter that can save the entire tribe."
"Ning Wutian, if you have anything to do in the future, just say it.
As long as we can do it, we will never refuse."
All the people from the Tianmu tribe said.
When Ning Wutian heard this, he looked at the Mu Weng clan leader, then at Mu Qianqian and Mu Xinyu's parents and everyone else, and suddenly his heart moved.
"Qing'er, scan it.
How much less Yanyang Fruit is there in the box?"
Ning Wutian asked in his heart.
"Master, there are seven hundred and twenty-two missing in total."
Qing'er's voice directly sounded in Ning Wutian's heart.
He really was a simple villager, Ning Wutian smiled happily.
Under the puzzled gaze of Patriarch Mu Weng, Ning Wutian suddenly said: "I do have something that you need to do."
"What happened" Instead of being worried, the people of the Tianmu Tribe breathed a sigh of relief.
If Ning Wutian gave them so many Flame Sun Fruits for free without letting them repay them, they would be very uneasy.
"Study and practice."
Ning Wutian smiled
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