Cultivation starts with time management

"Master Sword Master doesn't deny it." Qingping Jian was amazed, and chatted privately with Kunlun Jing, "Could it be that he can really mix into the Phoenix Clan without relying on illusion?"

"I don't know." Kunlun Mirror said hehe, "It's just his words, and I won't be surprised if he does something exaggerated."

"Me too." Qingpingjian said that she couldn't agree more.

The new illusion template was generated, and Ling Yunpo turned into a handsome young man with red hair, red eyes and fair complexion, and walked out from the passage.

I saw that the secret realm behind the gate of death was a huge valley.

Mountain springs and streams, the sound of water gurgling.Indus trees, swaying and rustling.It gave Ling Yunpo the illusion of returning to Baihua Valley.

Soon, several monks flew over from afar and shouted:

"Who! How dare you break into my family's secret realm...Huh?"

"Are you from my clan?" The three of them looked around Ling Yunpo for a long time, only feeling that the aura of the Phoenix blood on his body was extremely pure, and the rank of the blood was quite high.

"I am from the Zhuniao clan, what clan do you belong to?" Ling Yunpo asked back.

"Hey, Vermilion Bird." One of them laughed, "It's a long-lost name. The human race usually calls us Phoenix, but few people can tell the difference. Brother, what's your name? You came from outside. here?"

"My name is 'Feng Jiu'." Ling Yunpo took out the excuse he had prepared a long time ago, "For some reason, I wandered from the Eastern Emperor's Realm to the Human Realm, and was captured by the Human Race not long ago, so I was sent here .”

"Eastern Emperor's Realm?" These Vermilion Bird cultivators looked at each other with surprised expressions.

The cultivation world and the Eastern Emperor Realm were separated for nearly 10 years by the moat created by the Taiyang Zhenwu Sword, and it was almost impossible for the two sides to communicate with each other.

Nowadays, the monster clans who can enter the demon lock tower often live in remote corners of the cultivation world, and they are locked in after being found and captured by Shushan.

Like Ying Long, who broke into the human world from the Eastern Emperor's Realm, and then lost his footing and was imprisoned in the Demon Locking Tower, there is probably not even one ten-thousandth of it here.

"Are you from the Eastern Emperor's Realm?" One of them pretended not to believe it, and asked tentatively, "Then tell me, where is our Zhuniao clan stationed in the Eastern Emperor's Realm? What's the name of the current patriarch?"

"The Yu Clan all live in Nanzhou, and our Zhu Niao Clan lives on 'Wu Island' in the South China Sea." Ling Yunpo might not know the situation in the Eastern Emperor's Realm, so he immediately replied fluently, "The current patriarch is called 'Feng Li'. ’, is the direct descendant of Zhuniao’s ancestor.”

Several Vermilion Bird cultivators kept their expressions and exchanged glances silently.

Except for the few elders of the Zhuniao clan in the Demon Locking Tower, most of them were born in the Demon Locking Tower and have never set foot in the world outside the Tower.

Regarding the situation of the Vermilion Bird Clan, they also read only a few words from the family's classics, but they coincided with what Ling Yunpo said... It was not even as detailed as what he said.

After all, everyone knows that the surname of Zhuniao's main clan is Feng (following the surname of Zhuniao's ancestor), but what is the name of the current patriarch of the main family outside, it is definitely not known.

Thinking of this, they immediately showed smiling faces, and became more enthusiastic towards Ling Yunpo, wanting to take him back to the clan's land.

Along the way, everyone was chirping and kept asking Ling Yunpo about the situation of the Zhuniao clan in the Eastern Emperor's Realm:

"Feng Jiu, I heard that since Emperor Yinglong was also imprisoned, the Jiaolong clan in Zhongzhou has declined rapidly? Then which clan is ruling the demons in the Eastern Emperor Realm now?"

"It's the Qilin clan. They reached a secret cooperation with the Xuanwu clan, and persuaded the Canglong clan in Dongzhou to side with them, and finally picked up the political fruits left by the Jiaolong clan." Ling Yunpo's history of the Eastern Emperor Realm is naturally I have already understood it thoroughly.

"Oh! Then we, the Vermilion Bird Clan, just look at it like this?" Another monk asked in confusion.

"Of course it's impossible." Ling Yunpo said with a smile, "Let's not talk about unicorns, even when Jiaolong was in charge, how could we Zhuniao ever serve?"

"It's just that the Qilin clan formed an alliance with Xuanwu, persuaded Canglong, and married the White Tiger. With the strength of our Nanzhou Yu clan alone, it is difficult to compete with the other four states."

"After that, with the Canglong and Baihu clans watching from the sidelines, we fought several battles with Zhongzhou again!"

"So that's the case!" Everyone was very excited when they heard it.

The Zhuniao clan was naturally proud, and when they heard that the main clan was fighting against the Qilin clan outside, they immediately felt proud.

In addition, Ling Yunpo's description was extremely detailed, a small amount of it coincided with the records in their clan, and most of the content was so detailed that it didn't seem like nonsense, so they all believed it ninety percent of the time.

As for the last point, the final conclusion can only be made after the patriarch meets this "Feng Jiu".

Chapter 43 Act, just act!

The phoenix does not live in it unless it is a phoenix tree, and it does not drink in it unless it is a sweet spring.

What if there is no sycamore tree big enough for the whole Phoenix family to live in?

Instant answer: Find a tree that is big enough, and name it "Sycamore".

"By the way, isn't this the hibiscus tree? This is the hibiscus tree of the Jinwu clan!" Came to the center of the valley, looking at the giant tree in front of him, Ling Yunpo, disguised as "Feng Jiu", couldn't help asking.

"Wrong, brother." One of the Vermilion Bird cultivators said, "This is Wutong."

"But..." Ling Yunpo still wanted to try harder, but Zhu Niao who was beside him said, "Brother, I understand what you mean, but you should know that it is impossible for a sycamore tree to grow to a height of several hundred feet."

"There are no giant trees hundreds of feet high, how can we house so many people from our tribe? But the phoenix must live on the plane tree, this is the ancestral rule."

"So you just use hibiscus wood...cough, I mean, this tree is named Wutong, right?" Ling Yunpo suddenly realized, "Where did the tree species come from?"

"Of course it was snatched from the Golden Crow clan in the tower... well, I mean, borrowed it." Cultivator Vermilion Bird replied.

"So that's the case." Ling Yunpo nodded and said, "It's normal, the Yu clan in the world is a family, so it doesn't matter if you borrow something."

"That's right, the Yu Clan in the world is one family." The Vermilion Birds nodded one after another.

All the way from the edge of the valley to the center of the valley bottom, Ling Yunpo also found out clearly that the three Zhuniao monks were called "Feng Yi", "Feng San" and "Feng Wu".

The reason for the name of this arithmetic sequence is because his parents have no education... The Suoyao tower is separated from the inside and outside, and both scriptures and jade slips are luxury goods. It is impossible to engage in ethnology education .

As for "Feng Er" and "Feng Si", because they are already married and are taking care of their children at their husband's house, they didn't come out with them.

Soon, as the news of Ling Yunpo's arrival spread, a large number of Vermilion Bird monks came out to watch the excitement.

The three brothers of Arithmetic Sequence drove away the curious clansmen, and Ling Yunpo finally got his wish and met the head of Zhuniao clan.

The patriarch treated him very enthusiastically and shrewdly. He asked many questions about the political situation in the Eastern Emperor's Realm (I don't know what is the use of him inquiring about these), and Ling Yunpo answered them in detail.

He didn't fish for fish when he was receiving general education in the Canglong clan, so his answers were quite watertight.

After Ling Yunpo left, the two elders came out from the inner room and discussed with the patriarch cautiously:

"Did he answer any questions?"

"No...but because of that, that's the biggest problem."

"You mean, the ordinary Vermilion Bird monk shouldn't have such a clear and comprehensive understanding of the political situation in the Eastern Emperor's Realm?"

"Yes, I suspect that he may be a direct descendant of the clan, and only direct descendants will receive a comprehensive general education."

"However, it's impossible for direct descendants to leave the Eastern Emperor's Realm rashly, right?"

"The first possibility is that he did encounter some accident and drifted to the human world."

"There are all kinds of wonders in the world, even if there is something we don't know, it is not nonsense."

"As for the second possibility, he sneaked in premeditatedly."

"Oh? Have you tested the phoenix blood on his body?"

"It's been tested, and the rank is very high... But this aggravates the sense of disobedience. After all, it is impossible for such a direct descendant to let him go out rashly."

"Speaking of this, the old man once heard from the monks of Shushan that the blood of the phoenix still exists among the human race."

"You mean, Tiannan Xu's family?"

"It's unlikely that the Xu family in Tiannan has such a pure bloodline. Anyway, it's better to let someone monitor it first."

……

Ling Yunpo left the patriarch's hall, and was immediately surrounded by curious Zhuniao people.

In the past hundred years, all the new clansmen have come from internal births, and the number of outsiders has been zero.

Therefore, "Feng Jiu", a standard outsider, immediately aroused everyone's curiosity.

Everyone gathered around Feng Jiu, stuffing things and asking questions. This friendly and enthusiastic atmosphere made Ling Yunpo, who is a traitor, feel a little embarrassed.

"By the way, is Lord Sword Master really feeling 'sorry'?" Qingpingjian began to chat privately with Kunlun Mirror again.

"It should be there." Kunlun Mirror said lightly, "It's just that every time it's a flash in the pan, this guy's bottom line is really unfathomable, and I don't know what can make him ashamed for more than a quarter of an hour."

"Uh, for example, the identity of the traitor was exposed in front of senior sisters, junior sisters, young misses and others who highly trusted him?"

"If there is such a day, he will just plausibly say 'it's all the world's fault'." Kunlun Jing said with a sigh, "As long as he has done a good job of psychological construction, this person's face is absolutely invincible..."

"Hey, Lord Sword Master." Qingpingjian asked Ling Yunpo directly, "Isn't your conversation with the patriarch just now too detailed and thorough? It's impossible for ordinary monster clans to know so much, right?"

"It's just to make them suspicious." Ling Yunpo replied with a sneer, "Feng Jiu is not a simple demon clan, the appearance must be a disguise."

"As long as you think with this kind of thinking, and try to penetrate the second layer below the surface, you will definitely take what you see on the second layer as facts."

"As for the third and fourth floors, who would think so much?"

"Ah, I understand!" Qingpingjian said in admiration, "It's like putting Dong XZ in a locked box. As long as you try your best to open the lock, you will think that the things in the box are treasures, but you can't think of treasures." But it’s hidden in the interlayer of the box, is that what you mean?”

"That's right, Qingping, you can finally keep up with my thoughts." Ling Yunpo said hehe, "Then the next step is to give the corresponding 'lock' to the other party."

He dealt with the curious clansmen, then found Feng Yi who had brought him in before, and chatted:

"Speaking of which, how many people are there in our clan now?"

"About five hundred or so." Feng Yi replied.

"What about the shapeshifting ones?"

"About one-fifth of the children without avatars."

"From this point of view, the birth rate of newborns is quite healthy." Ling Yunpo nodded, showing a thoughtful expression, "What about ethnology education?"

"Ethnic education? What is that?" Feng Yi asked in confusion.

"Uh, it's nothing." Ling Yunpo skillfully changed the subject, "Speaking of which, there are many beautiful girls in the clan."

"Yes, yes!" Feng Yi immediately got excited, "Let me tell you, look at that one over there, Yu Yu's eyes are very beautiful..."

The two chatted shoulder to shoulder.Half a minute later, the content of their conversation appeared at the table of the patriarch and the two elders verbatim.

"Birth rate?" The patriarch frowned and said, "This Feng Jiu, what are you doing to care about the birth rate in the clan?"

"The birth rate of a family is the most basic indicator affecting the continuation of the family." One of the elders said casually.

"What do you mean?" Another elder frowned and asked, "He wants to inquire about the clan's... strength foundation?"

Chapter 44 Eloquent and eloquent

Ling Yunpo wandered around the clan's land a few times, and got acquainted with many Zhuniao monks.

He is eloquent and eloquent, whether the other party 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 familiarity.

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

"Ethnic education? Why is he asking this?" Seeing the simple clan members, under Feng Jiu's ingenious interrogation, they all foolishly revealed their old background, the patriarch felt that he was a bit embarrassed.

So embarrassing.

Today's Zhuniao clan doesn't have any so-called ethnology education at all.

The Demon Locking Pagoda isolates the inside and outside, not to mention scriptures and jade slips, even ordinary paper is hard to come by.

In addition, the competition among the monster clan in the tower is fierce, and from time to time there are people from the Shushan sect who are trying to come in. As a result, after several generations of cultural inheritance in the clan, there is not much useful information left.

"Basically, the possibility of Tiannan Xu's family can be ruled out," said the elder next to him.

Intelligence can be stolen, identities can be disguised, but mindsets are hard to imitate...or even understand each other.

The human race occupies the vast territory of China, and the number is almost endless, so they don't care whether the number of newborns this year is more or less.

There are many talents in Kyushu, and the excellent ones are selected into the gate wall, so they don't care whether the quality of children's education is good or bad.

But Yaozu is not the case.

In terms of the number of monster races alone, they are even far above the human races.However, there are too many hatreds between different races, and it is impossible to unite at all. If it is brought out alone, it will be hanged and beaten by the human race.

The Eastern Emperor's Realm is the best example: everyone was driven here by the human race, and after so many years, they don't want to counterattack the human world, but just want to fight each other... Because of this, they are very concerned about the number of newborns and the number of newborns of the clan. Education is very sensitive, because it determines how many transformation monks, how many demon kings, and whether there will be ancestors in the future.

First rule out the possibility that Feng Jiu is a human spy.

So, what is the origin of the other party that he is so interested in the basic situation of the Zhuniao clan in the tower?

"Why don't we just ask the ancestor to ask him?" An elder suggested.

In the clan grounds, Ling Yunpo was still chatting with the red birds, feeling a little headache.

These Yu Clan monks are so good at talking, their voices are so high-pitched and fast that they can't stop, which makes their brains ache.

"Feng Jiu Feng Jiu!" A little chick tried to climb onto his lap, "Are you my little 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 "outsider".