Outside Yaoshan City, in a forest that was deliberately pruned, under the shade of the cool and humid trees, the zica grasses were automatically emitting a rich fragrance without wind. Hengluojun and a few mountain ghost companions rode the red fox, Wenbao and other companions, laughing and jogging around the big tree, occasionally flying green light from their fingertips and constantly sinking into the zica grass.

Qingfu brought a group of boys and girls wearing coarse cloth short shirts and holding jade medicine hoes, surrounded by a big tree and observed the growth of zhicao. She squatted beside a few newly sprouted zhicao, explaining to these focused boys the medicinal properties, medicinal effects, and how to distinguish the year of zhicao through various characteristics on zhicao.

"Zhicao is almost a universal medicine. Its medicinal properties are peaceful and moist. Almost 30% of the witch medicines contain the ingredients of Zhicao." Qing Fu looked at these boys gently: "There are more and more people in Yaoshan City, and the demand for witch medicines will become greater and greater in the future. It is better to be self-reliant than to seek others. It is always right for us to plant more herbs on weekdays."

Looking at these zicao, Qingfu was also a little helpless.

The foundation of Yaoshan City is still too shallow. Just look at this specially opened forest. Even with Hengluojun and her clan member Shangui, the oldest zhicao is only more than ten years old.

These zidiac grasses are even less than the heat of the zidiac grasses found in the wild zidiac forests that the Jinwu tribe found in the southern wilderness jungle, let alone the zidiac grasses in the medicinal bases of those large tribes with a number of human races.

As a medicine witch who is good at studying witch medicine and voodoo, Qing Fu knows the importance of witch medicine to a human tribe. However, herbs can only slowly accumulate medicinal power by relying on time. Unless she is the legendary god of Qingmu and has the ability to give birth to all spiritual woods and medicines in the world, what can a mere medicine witch with less cultivation in the witch king do?

Just as she was feeling, Qing Fu's body suddenly stiffened. She heard a huge sound coming from the sky, as if the whole world was resonating with each other. The sound was not like the common word of human race. It used an extremely obscure and difficult ancient language, but it was very strange. Qing Fu and the boys around her understood the meaning of the sound.

He was conferred on the heaven and appointed Qing Fu as the righteous god of the woods?

Qing Fu raised his head in panic and sprinkled a large piece of green energy with his hands to protect the boy beside him. In the jungle of the Southern Wilderness, she was used to seeing all kinds of mountain and water monsters, many of whom were best at bewitching people's hearts and used various illusions and sounds to confuse the people of the Southern Wilderness tribe. If they hit their tricks, they would lose one soul or two spirits at the worst, and would be completely seduced away from their souls.

She was afraid that all kinds of strange monsters would appear in the forests of Yaoshan City. These boys were the seeds of medicine witches she had carefully cultivated, and they could not be caught by those damn things.

Suddenly, in all the mountains and forests around Yaoshan City, all the trees, flowers and plants were automatically free of wind. They were swaying their bodies frantically, and streams of rich and pure green wood aura swarmed out and quickly gathered towards Qingfu.

Above the sky, all the wood-attributed stars lit up at the same time, and blue starlight fell from the sky, gathering the green wood spiritual energy that gushed out from the mountains and forests in the Pangumu Continent, turning into a huge spiritual funnel and injected into Qingfu's head.

Qing Fu's body shook slightly, and countless mysteries about Qingmu's heaven and earth poured into her heart out of thin air. She suddenly understood a lot of things that she could not understand no matter how she studied it before. With a feeling of heaven and earth, she immediately understood what was going on with herself.

"Ji Hao, what a good child of Emu! How could he become the Emperor of Heaven? My Qing Fu's baby, Xiao Ji Hao from the Jinwu tribe, actually became the Emperor of Heaven?"

Qing Fu stood beneath the tree, his face full of incredible. The stars in the sky and infinite spiritual energy continued to flow into her body. The will of heaven and earth recast her divine body. The naturally generated green wood divine patterns in her body quickly formed. In the forest where she was, all the lucid grass suddenly grew rapidly, and a stream of rich fragrance spread rapidly.

"They can be the envoy of the Muji tribe." Qing Fu glanced at the boys standing beside him and were also stunned, and reached out to them.

A series of green auras as thick as fists fell from the sky, quickly transforming the bodies of these children. The fragrance of grass and flowers quickly poured out in their bodies, and their strength was also growing rapidly.

In just a few breaths, these hundreds of children transformed from the most ordinary human boy into the Mute envoy whose divine power was comparable to that of the high-level witch king of the human race. As their thoughts moved, all kinds of strong winds and green thunder gushed out from the surrounding mountains and forests, and the violent thunder made the mountains and forests tremble.

"Ah, Qing Fu'a Niang!" Hengluojun rushed out of the mountains and forests with a group of pretty-faced, lively mountain ghosts: "What's going on? What's going on? A voice said, Emperor Ji Hao of Heaven has appointed me as the deputy god of the Muslim tribe! What does this Muslim tribe do? Deputy god of the Muslim tribe, heaven, isn't it?"

Hengluojun suddenly woke up. She raised her head in disbelief and looked at the unpredictable sky in shock.

She was just a carefree and casual mountain ghost in the jungle of the Southern Desert. How could she inexplicably become the noble god of heaven? This identity has changed so much that Hengluojun felt that she had to find Lao Shi, Lao Mu and the others to get some wine to wake up.

In Yaoshan City, Ji Xia was taking a large group of tribes in the military camp, eyeing the private soldiers in Yaoshan territory to practice.

From time to time, he roared loudly, "soft men", "women", "bads", "silly" and other dirty words kept coming out of his mouth, exploding like thunder on the heads of these private soldiers.

Suddenly, the firelight in the sky fell from the sky, and the rolling heat turned into a huge red funnel. The fire-attributed stars shone brightly. The fire-attributed spiritual energy gathered from all directions and continued to inject into Ji Xia's body.

With a loud "boom", Ji Xia's already majestic body expanded three feet apart again, and her clothes were burned cleanly. A set of red heavy armor condensed from the will of heaven and earth was draped on him. A flame as blazing as magma erupted from his body, and Ji Xia's long hair turned red, and her eyebrows and eyes kept spraying flames.

"The War Department's Master God? Hey, Ji Hao's good boy, is this asking your father to let go of his hands and feet and draw people? Ha, the miscellaneous people of the Black Water Xuansnake tribe, and the idiots who bullied our Jinwu tribe back then... Grandpa Ji Xia now leads troops to slap you, that is to punish the unjust officials according to the will of heaven. If you can't slap you to death, it's grace, and it's your duty to slap you to death! You wash them all one by one and wait for Grandpa Ji Xia!"

Ji Xia shouted to the sky and saw red lights falling from the sky, constantly pouring into the bodies of important generals of the Golden Crow tribe beside him, and their bodies also burned violently.

In Yaoshan City, all the Jinwu tribesmen had flames falling above their heads, and none of them were missing.
Chapter completed!