Seeing Jiang Wen's strange expression, Zhi Qiya, who was standing aside, was unwilling and said quickly: "I'm so powerful now. I have nine barbaric patterns engraved on my body, plus the top grade gift given to me by the master.
Manqi, even Brother Tieyu is no match for me, if you don’t believe me, just look at it!”
While talking, the little girl took out a silver short gun from the animal skin bag hanging on her waist. It turned out to be a one-star barbaric weapon.
"Oh, really!?"
Jiang Wen was in a good mood now, and couldn't help but joke with the little girl, and said with a smile: "We haven't seen each other for a year, and the little girl has grown into a big girl. Maybe when I enter the ancestral land of the barbarians, I will need you to protect me.
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"Okay, once you enter the ancestral land of the barbarians, I will protect you, and you can follow me from now on!"
The little girl reached out and patted her firm breasts, and took care of her without any ceremony. Not to mention, she really looked like a gangster lady.
"Xiaoya, don't be rude to your brother Jiang!"
The elder's face sank, and he scolded with a sullen face, and then said with a look of shame: "Jiang Wen, don't be angry, Xiaoya has learned bad things from the young ladies in the general's mansion during this period, and fights all day long.
She's not making a good fuss, if you have time, teach her a lesson for me."
"Huh, I don't want it!" The little girl was in the rebellious stage. She immediately became dissatisfied after being scolded. She left Jiang Wen and the elder and ran away angrily.
"you...."
The elder blew his beard angrily and glared. Unfortunately, the little girl had disappeared long ago, leaving him helpless. He had no choice but to apologize to Jiang Wen: "This girl was spoiled by me, don't be angry!"
"It's okay, Xiaoya is so innocent and innocent. It's too late for me to like her, so how could I be angry?" Jiang Wen waved his hand quickly and said.
"Hey, even I can't control this girl since she became the master of the general!"
The Great Elder sighed, but kept looking at Jiang Wen, and said: "If I hadn't met with the General a year ago, I wouldn't even know that she has six barbaric patterns engraved on her body. I kept asking, but she just bit her
She gritted her teeth and never said who carved these barbaric patterns for her. Fortunately, those six barbaric patterns were all extremely high-quality dragon blood barbaric patterns. Otherwise, I really don’t know what to do!"
While speaking, the great elder kept paying attention to the changes in Jiang Wen's expression, but to his disappointment, there was nothing unusual about Jiang Wen's appearance.
"Is there such a thing?"
Jiang Wen said with a shocked face: "Did Xiaoya meet the Lord of Welling Castle? As far as I know, only Welling Castle in this area has a dragon beast. No wonder the general will accept her as his disciple!"
Seeing Jiang Wen's performance, the doubts in the great elder's heart were immediately dispelled. He did not have deep suspicions about Jiang Wen. After all, Jiang Wen's cultivation level was only in the Dharma Realm, and he was also a human monk. Although he had learned a little bit from him.
The technology of carving barbaric patterns, but how could it be possible to carve dragon blood barbaric patterns.
Thinking of this, the Great Elder relaxed and said: "That person is definitely not the Lord of Welling Castle, because the General said that the six dragon blood barbaric patterns inlaid on Xiaoya's body used at least nine tribulations of dragon blood.
The essence and blood of the pure-blooded dragons in the Immortal King's Realm, and other materials used to mix the dragon's blood, are also extremely rare treasures of heaven and earth. Some of the magical medicines have never been seen by the Lord of Welling Castle himself.
The Barbarian King of the barbarians is equivalent to the powerful Taiyi Immortal Lord among human monks. He is the supreme existence in the entire southern barbarian polar region.
"It's really possible!"
The Great Elder's eyes lit up. The more he thought about it, the more likely it was that besides the powerful Barbarian King, who else could come up with such rare dragon blood and magic medicine to carve barbaric patterns on Xiaoya. The reason why the General wanted to accept Xiaoya
As a disciple, I am afraid that he not only took a fancy to her talent, but also took a fancy to the relationship between Xiaoya and the powerful Barbarian King behind her.
The great elder couldn't help but feel nervous. On the one hand, Xiaoya could establish a relationship with the powerful Barbarian King. This was definitely a shortcut to the sky for the small Zhiqi tribe. On the other hand, the height where the powerful Barbarian King was located was really high.
It's too high. If a fight of that level spreads out at will, the Zhiqi tribe can be completely destroyed. It's impossible to tell whether it's a blessing or a curse.
In the days that followed, it was obvious that the Great Elder had a heavy heart. Until the beginning of the Barbarian God Sacrifice Ceremony, he could not get rid of the confusion in his heart.
The Barbarian God Festival is a grand festival where all barbarian monks jointly pay homage to their barbarian ancestors and pray to the barbarian gods for blessings. On this day, tens of thousands of tribal warriors work tirelessly to come from places hundreds of millions of miles away to gather together to celebrate the festival.
celebrate.
Not only Welling Castle, but also thousands of huge cities similar to Welling Castle on the vast road in the South Barbarian Pole. They all prayed to the Barbarian God on the same day and at the same time.
Hundreds of millions of barbarian monks gathered in the sky above Welling Castle, arranged in order according to their cultivation and status, to form a huge altar. From a distance, it looked like a dense mass of darkness, filled with human figures.
Their whole bodies crawled down, chanting scriptures in sacrifice to the barbarian gods. The ancient syllables sang in the sky above this ancient land, and the thoughts of all living beings floated in the vast sky, vast and surging.
At this moment, even the powerful Daluo Immortal Lord did not dare to envelop this land with the power of his spiritual thoughts, otherwise he would immediately be torn into pieces by the torrent of a lifetime of thoughts.
Such a ceremony is really shocking. The power of mortals like ants gathered in one place is enough to destroy the world.
This is the power of faith!
In the prehistoric period before the ancient times, some supreme powerful men founded their own sects, compiled teachings and scriptures that were beneficial to them, and then spread their beliefs in the fairy world. When those fanatical believers chanted every year
The power of faith condensed from scriptures and thoughts will be absorbed and refined by those supreme and powerful ones.
The Barbarian God was originally a strong man born in the ancient times. It is not surprising that he knows these methods of gathering faith. What is rare is that after endless years, the Barbarian monks, as inheritors, have completely passed down the scriptures of belief in the Barbarian God.
Only then did such a great sacrificial ceremony take place today.
This ceremony lasted for three days and three nights. Once the time was up, the sacrificial ceremony ended immediately.
The figure of the Lord of Wellingburg, Fu Qiuyue, appeared at the top of the altar. Under his feet was a snake vulture flying dragon. Only in the Seven Tribulations of the Immortal Realm, this was the one kept in captivity that Xiaoya could never forget.
The dragon beast in the city lord's palace.
Fuqiu Yue stepped on the snake vulture and flying dragon, looked down at the crowd below, and said loudly with a seductive voice: "Warriors from all tribes, the great barbarian god has heard your prayers, and the gate to the barbarian ancestral land is about to open.
, whoever can pass the test set by the Barbarian God is the real barbarian hero, come, enter the barbarian ancestral land, and the time has come to prove yourself with your heroic performance."
As Fuqiuyue's sonorous voice sounded, an ancient and primitive stone door slowly emerged above Welling Castle. The door was engraved with Bi Fang, Zulong, Zhenhuang, Taotie, Suanni, and many other characters.
The patterns of Jian and other mythical beasts are powerful and shocking.
No one could clearly see how this stone door appeared. It was as if it was supposed to be there, but it was just covered with a veil. But when you walked in, it was clear that this stone door was not real, but...
It is formed by the gathering of billions of lifetime thoughts, turning the imaginary into reality.
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but wonder whether the barbarian god who had transcended the way of heaven could really hear their prayers and perform such a majestic miracle.
Soon, the stone door opened slowly and quietly.
There was chaos inside the gate, but everyone's eyes looking at it were very hot, as if that place was heaven.
"Set off!"
Fuqiu Yue gave an order, and countless figures rose into the sky and swarmed towards the gate.
This time, there were more than 30,000 tribes who came to Welling Castle to participate in the Barbarian God Festival. Each tribe had to send three warriors to enter the barbarian ancestral land, so at this moment, a full 100,000 people flew towards the stone gate at the same time.
Among them, there are not only barbarian monks, but also monks from other races such as human race, barbarian race, spirit race, etc.
Jiang Wen pulled Zhi Qiya and walked among the crowd, and soon separated from Zhi Qi Tieyu who was left behind. Although figures kept walking into the stone gate and disappearing, the crowd behind seemed endless and did not decrease for a long time.
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from inside the stone door.
Jiang Wen stepped forward, and immediately the stone door burst into flames. A figure struggled violently in the fire, howling miserably, but no one dared to step forward to rescue him.
"You deserve it!" Someone gloated and laughed.
"This is what happens if you don't listen to advice!"
I don't know when, Fuqiu Yue's figure appeared in front of the stone door, his eyes coldly glanced at the body that had been burnt to charcoal, and he said coldly: "Only mortals can enter the ancestral land of the barbarians. This is the barbarian god."
Even Daluo Immortal Lord does not dare to violate the rules established. Now, I would like to give you one last piece of advice. If anyone hides their cultivation and wants to sneak in, they are asking for death. It is not too late to leave now."
His majestic gaze swept across the crowd, and immediately several monks withdrew with shame on their faces. They were all human monks.
Fuqiu Yue didn't take it seriously and continued to wait for a while. Seeing that no one came forward, he said coldly: "Now the opportunity has been given to you. The door to the barbarian ancestral land has been opened. You can choose to go in or not.
But please pay for all the consequences yourself!”
After the words fell, Fuqiu Yue's figure immediately disappeared, the crowd surged again, and soon it was Jiang Wen's turn.