The huge divine halberd took three years of the entire tribe and worked day and night, which made the divine halberd reach such a scale. It was about to be completed, but today it was suddenly destroyed by a person from the sky!

For a moment, the numb face of the entire tribe was filled with shock and fear, and the eyes of some tribe leaders were even red and angry!

It's almost done!

It's almost done!!

After three years of hard labor, I’m obviously going to make it through, but I can clearly return to my previous life!

"You evil god!"

"I will be punished by God!!!"

"You will go to the eighteen levels of hell!!"

For a moment, the tribe cursed at Zhu Minglang in the sky.

The crying of the elderly, women, and children was connected, and they fell into despair. They were about to start from scratch in such a day!

"Who is the sacred place of you and why do you want to destroy our artifact!" A leader of the tribe stood on a high place and pointed at Zhu Minglang and accused him angrily.

"I didn't destroy it, I just absorbed it. The three years of essence of heaven and earth are just used to sharpen my sword." Zhu Minglang said.

Zhu Minglang did not lie either. This kind of weapon that gave divine power was indeed a good thing, and it could be used to nourish the sword spirit dragon.

"Yes...but this is a magical artifact built by our entire tribe for three years. Without it, we will be invaded by disasters in the past three years. God will blame us even more. We did not complete the magical artifact on time!" The tribe leader said loudly.

"What kind of disaster clan?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"The Xuantian disaster clan, flood, insect, cold, flame, wind, drought, change... Everything happened because of the disaster clan. A few years ago, a flood beast appeared here, which caused floods to be encountered in various cities in Wuxian Kingdom. We knew that the sin was serious, so we called on the whole clan to build this divine halberd, just to kill the flood beasts and save each of us. Your behavior made all our three years of hard work in vain!" Although the leader of the tribe was angry, he knew that Zhu Minglang was a god and did not dare to use an excessive tone.

"So that's the case. As a god, I can tell you very responsibly that the birth of the Ezhao Beast has nothing to do with the local people, it's just that you have bad luck. You don't need to bear the blame for this." Zhu Minglang said.

"But what appears here, we should solve it." said the tribe leader.

"You can pray to heaven, and there will be God to help you. If you really want to be free from disasters and troubles, God can hear your voice." Zhu Minglang said.

"We...we tried, but no gods heard us." The tribe leader continued.

"Then, am I here? Your efforts in the past three years have not been in vain. The divine halberd you built just became the tribute of my sword spirit. Since I have enjoyed the tribute from my friends, I will naturally kill you!" Zhu Minglang said.

These words made the expressions on the Ziyan tribe no longer numb.

They thought that the evil gods came here, teasing them and trampling on them, but when they heard that the other party was willing to kill the flood beast for them, they felt even more hopeful in their hearts!

"Our warriors, more than half of them were killed or injured, and the flood beast was extremely powerful. They were the king of ancient strange beasts. All over the Five Immortal Kingdoms were building divine weapons. As long as they built forty-nine such divine weapons, the world would be peaceful and this flood beast would be killed..." said the leader of the tribe.

"Oh, there are still forty-eight such tributes on this land, so I sincerely accept them." Zhu Minglang smiled.

The tribe leader's face changed and he hurriedly said, "Please don't want this, forty-nine magical artifacts will form the earth weapon array to intimidate the Xuantian disaster clan. We need a longer-term good weather and no disasters, not just a temporary peace."

"You are willing to do this, are your tribe's people willing?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"They all want to be hard for our generation, and our descendants will have a better life," said the tribe leader.

Zhu Minglang looked at the people in the corridor all over the mountains. Although some of them wanted to quickly end the hard labor years, they were obviously willing to choose the method of tribal leaders.

"Okay, since you are so united, I won't force it." Zhu Minglang nodded.

"Thank you, God, we have nothing else to entertain you. Please accept these purple glass jades." said the tribe leader.

"Don't you resent me? It's a blessing for three years?" Zhu Minglang asked.

"We dare not." said the tribe leader hurriedly.

They are mortals, so how dare they be really angry!

Now they just hope to send away the Buddha Zhu Minglang, and then transport the stones to the top of the mountain again.

"What you want to make is not difficult for me. I will have someone recreate one for you, which is stronger than yours before." Zhu Minglang said.

With these words, Zhu Minglang flew back to the Divine Soldier Pavilion.

Among the Divine Soldier Pavilions, there are not only those who are good at forging divine weapons, but also those who are good at pavilions, statues, and magical sculptures.

The three years of hard work of these people in the entire tribe actually didn't take too long for the powerful sculptors.

A young divine master named Zhang Pei in the Divine Weapon Pavilion was proficient in these things.

This divine master was obviously tired of staying in the Divine Weapon Pavilion. As soon as he saw that there was work to do in the world, he immediately agreed.

He is still willing to do such things that can benefit one's place at dawn and gain merit.

Zhu Minglang brought Zhang Pei to this Ziyan tribe.

Zhang Pei is experienced. He first did some terrain surveys and then inspected the population of the entire tribe.

Instead of starting work immediately, he drew some magical craftsmen's tools in sheepskin and personally taught those in the tribe who knew how to build them.

On the third day, Zhang Pei outlined the drawings of the divine weapon and transformed the previously bulky and unpractical divine halberd.

"I'll give you the system."

"Young and middle-aged people work in rotation, and everyone can get rest, and don't be as hard as you did before."

"Women and children don't have to participate in the heavy rock picking. They are responsible for screening out valuable amethyst gems and buying them at the market, which can guarantee your income."

"The elderly just need to make a good cook and cook for you."

"According to the tools I gave you, the ridge wooden vine wheel device, and this bird machinery vehicle, you only need to work for half a year to complete it. The speed at which this artifact absorbs the essence of heaven and earth is five times that of the artifact before you. There should be no disasters here in the next hundred years."

After Zhang Pei's guidance, the backward tribe seemed to have changed an era in an instant. In just half a month, the entire tribe returned to its previous vitality, and the laughter and joy of the children could be heard from time to time.

"It's done well, young man." Zhu Minglang exclaimed sincerely.

"It's better to be the teacher of the Pavilion Master. Compared with the Master's Master's wisdom, I'm still just a primary apprentice." Zhang Pei said modestly.

"Tell them more craftsmanship and I'll go to the fairyland to see it." Zhu Minglang said to Zhang Pei.

"Why, the young master thinks there is something strange here?" Zhang Pei asked.

"It is a good thing for the people to unite. Their spirit is very admirable, but they will often be used if they are too honest. I go to the fairyland to see it and hope everything is true." Zhu Minglang said.

"Young Master is intent. Now there are few gods like you who are willing to listen to the voices of the people and run for them." Zhang Pei said.

"Isn't it the same as you, I'm idle."

“Haha, right.”

...

Zhu Minglang is divine.

Some things feel wrong, but there are probably problems.

This is also why he directly destroyed the artifact.

It is understandable that a tribe has built what it believes in while living a wealthy life. But even if the entire tribe is carrying stones like a slave and sinner, even women and children, then there must be problems.

Faith cannot be eaten as food or worn as clothes.

After flying to the Five Immortal Kingdoms, Zhu Minglang saw the luxury of this Immortal Kingdom, which formed an extremely sharp contrast with those of the Zishi Tribe!

There are good craftsmen here.

But they seemed to serve only the nobles of the Immortal Kingdom, and the palaces and pavilions were as fancy as they were.

There are also powerful gods and gods here, but they are guarding their palace.

There are thirty huge artifacts here, no less than the scale of the entire tribe built for three years.

So there will be no disaster here at all!

The rich people smell wine and meat, and there are frozen bones on the road. This Five Immortal Kingdom is so luxurious except for the Wangxian City. Apart from the Wangxian City, there are countless backward tribes. They firmly grasp their skills and do not teach them to their people. They gather powerful brave men in the city and prevent them from eliminating disasters for the tribe!

Then a very beautiful lie was woven.

As long as all tribes unite, peace can be made in the world.

This is to use the people as slaves.

One generation is exhausted and the next generation is still there.

The tribal leader said that he could only work for three years to allow his descendants to enjoy a real life. It was obviously too ignorant. As long as there was such a royal city, their descendants would only experience the same fate as them, until someone rose up and then there would be corpses everywhere...

Zhu Minglang turned into a sword fairy and easily got into the extravagant dinner in the royal court.

I drank a good wine with them and saw them off.

After remembering the appearance and names of these people, I heard that they would go out of the city to hold a hunting conference in three days, Zhu Minglang naturally had an idea.

After leaving the banquet, Zhu Minglang summoned Xiao Taotie.

"You go and capture those Ezhao beasts one by one." Zhu Minglang said to Xiao Taotie.

Xiao Taotie gave Zhu Minglang a fierce look.

I still need to go to this kind of thing by myself?

Are you making this Taotie smile?

"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Xiao Taotie raised his proud and noble head and roared into the clouds.
To be continued...