Northern Sea.
Outside Tower 17 Three Lives Post Station.
Cold Spring Water Boats are coming one after another along the Underground Water pulse. The dock that was originally responsible for accepting refugees is now crowded with creatures preparing to return to their hometowns.
Abyss disciples, who is responsible for the transportation, is so busy that his feet never touch the ground.
"Azure Feather Clan, three hundred and twenty-six people, go to the east exit!"
"This batch is returning to Primordial World Northern Region. Don't get on the ship yet, wait until the waterway over Twelfth Post Station is cleared!"
"Those who are injured should go to the side for review first. If your injuries haven't recovered, you will rush on your way. Northern Sea has no one to treat your injuries!"
One voice after another kept sounding.
Thousands of creatures lined up according to Temporary Mark, and the Water Vein array would light up with a faint blue light every few moments, sending a Cold Spring Water Boat into the depths of the channel.
An old patriarch with gray hair stood by the pier.
Behind him were more than two hundred tribesmen.
He held a wooden box in his arms, and inside the box were several well-stored Spirit Medicine plants.
After waiting for Abyss disciples, who was responsible for the transportation, to come over, the old patriarch hurriedly stepped forward.
"Xiao Xianzhang, I would like to ask if Lord Han Jue is here?"
Abyss disciples raised his head and glanced at him.
"What are you looking for Mr. Han Jue for?"
The old patriarch carefully opened the wooden box.
"My clan originally fled to the Northern Sea and was almost burned to death by Solar True Fire on the way. Lord Han Jue discovered us when he was patrolling and sent several seriously injured children to the hospital."
"These Spirit Medicine are the last savings of our clan. I want to give them to Master Han Jue as a thank you gift."
Abyss disciples took a look.
The Spirit Medicine inside the box is in pretty good condition.
For a small clan that has experienced ten days of calamity, it is already considered extremely valuable.
Just as he was about to speak, a familiar voice suddenly came from beside him.
"Looking for me?"
Han Jue is coming from a distance.
He had just finished checking the perimeter Water Vein and heard someone looking for him, so he stopped by to take a look.
After the old patriarch saw him, his expression instantly became excited.
"Han Jue-sama!"
Han Jue nodded.
"I remember you."
"When we first escaped from Northern Region, several children were poisoned by fire, right?"
The old patriarch nodded repeatedly.
"Exactly!"
"Now the children have recovered, thanks to the adults who rescued them in the first place."
As he spoke, he brought the wooden box forward.
Han Jue glanced down.
His brows furrowed slightly.
"Is this something from your tribe?"
The old patriarch quickly said, "Don't worry, sir, the origins are clear, they are all Spirit Medicine passed down from the ancestors of the clan."
Han Jue shook his head.
"I know the origin, no problem."
"What I mean is that you have to rebuild Tribal Land when you go back. Keep these things for yourself."
The old patriarch was stunned.
"My lord..."
Han Jue raised his hand and pushed the wooden box back.
"Spirit Field is burned, and Mizusawa must be recuperated."
"There are so many old people and children in the clan. There will be many places to use Spirit Medicine in the future."
"As long as you can go back safely."
The old patriarch moved his lips several times.
He originally prepared many words of thanks.
Now I can't say a word.
Several young tribesmen behind him also had red eyes.
One of the girls couldn't help but ask, "Master Han Jue, can we still come to the Northern Sea in the future?"
Han Jue smiled.
"Of course."
"But next time it's better to be a guest instead of running away with wounds all over your body."
After hearing this, the girl nodded repeatedly.
The old patriarch solemnly put away the wooden box, and then led his clan members to bow deeply to Han Jue.
Han Jue didn't say any more.
Wait until they get on the boat.
He then turned around and continued his inspection.
Several casual cultivators who were queuing up next to them could see the whole process clearly.
A young Daoist's face was filled with emotion.
"Such a good Spirit Medicine, Master Han Jue really confiscated it."
The old monk next to him nodded slightly.
"Abyss has taken in so many creatures over the years. When have you ever seen them forcefully ask for a thank you gift?"
The young Daoist thought for a moment.
I really can't think of it.
Another Water Clan monk couldn't help but said, "Emperor If you really want to collect tribute, there are so many living beings in the sixty-seven post stations. If each tribe just pays some things, it will be enough to pile up several mountains of treasures, right?"
Several people nearby nodded their heads.
An old man looked in the direction of the Northern Darkness Dao Palace with an expression of awe.
"At first Demon Emperor wanted to remember Emperor's favor, but Emperor told him not to remember it, as long as he takes good care of Golden Crow Prince."
"How can such a person keep an eye on something like us?"
After everyone listened, their expressions became more complicated.
Northern Darkness Dao Palace in.
Lan Shuang is checking the latest statistics.
Although the number of creatures preparing to return home is huge, with all internal waterways connected, the transport speed has been much faster than initially.
Ao Lie stood in front of the Water Vein chart, constantly adjusting the Cold Spring flow rates on different routes.
Some channels are specifically responsible for transporting ordinary asylum seekers.
Some passages will continue to be reserved for the seriously injured.
There is also a part of the waterway used for the deployment of Spirit Medicine, food, and array materials inside Abyss.
The whole system is in order.
Lan Shuang looked at it for a while and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"At the current rate, in a few years, the pressure on the peripheral stations will be completely reduced."
Ao Lie nodded.
"The waterway has been repaired. Even if we encounter another major disaster in the future, we don't have to worry about it again."
Lan Shuang Suddenly remembered something.
"By the way, there are quite a few people who have applied to officially join the Register of Ten Thousand Tribes tribe recently."
Ao Lie Look up.
"More than expected?"
"More or less."
Lan Shuang takes out another Jade Slip.
"Some of these ethnic groups were originally planning to return to their hometowns, but later they sent people back to have a look and found that their spiritual veins had been destroyed and could not be restored in a short period of time."
"After discussing it, they still want to stay at the Northern Sea."
Ao Lie pondered for a moment.
"Just audit according to Bureau of Cause and Effect rules."
Lan Shuang nodded.
This is exactly how she arranged it.
Just looking at the Register of Ten Thousand Tribes who took the initiative to apply and stay, I still feel a little emotional.
Emperor has never sent anyone to recruit from the outside world.
But now, the number of Abyss's ethnic group is still increasing.
Outside the Northern Sea.
Countless forces fought bloody battles over the spiritual veins and Tribal Land.
Abyss did not take the initiative to fight for even an inch of land.
Instead, more and more creatures are coming here on their own.
Lan Shuang has compiled the latest statistics and is preparing to report to Mysterious Abyss.
Abyss Sea Eye deep.
Lu Chen is realizing Second Turn Cycle of Life and Death.
After the end of Ten Suns Calamity, a large number of creatures in the Northern Sea left one after another, and the aura of life originally gathered in Sixty-Seventh Post Station also changed accordingly.
These changes naturally cannot escape his perception.
Lu Chen took a look.
I found that Lan Shuang, Ao Lie and others had handled the matter quite properly, and I immediately felt good.
Abyss is more mature.
The easier it will be for you.
Although Mid-stage Primordial Origin Golden Immortal is now stable, there is still a long way to go before the next step.
He was about to calm down again.
Suddenly, a familiar wisp of Chaos Dao Aura appeared on the outer edge of the Northern Sea.
Lu Chen opened his eyes slightly.
This breath.
Taiyi?
The other party had just experienced the death of nine nephews, why did Northern Sea suddenly show up?
Outside the Northern Darkness Dao Palace.
A golden figure has stopped in front of Three Lives Gate.
Eastern Emperor Taiyi restrained Solar True Fire all over the body, and did not let the Chaos Bell pressure spread out.
He looked up into the depths of Abyss and spoke softly.
"Mysterious Abyss Fellow Daoist."
"Taiyi is visiting."