Sam gave Salon's divination methods to Luo Tao one by one. When Luo Tao heard this, he was shocked. Isn't this the Six Yao method of Kyushu?
He asked Salon again about the interpretation of this hexagram. After listening to it, he was even more convinced that this was the Bagua map of Jiuzhou, and it was also the innate Bagua passed down by Fu Xi. There are only fragments of this set of Bagua map in Jiuzhou, but he did not expect this Bagua map.
Tara actually has the complete copy.
"Priest Saron, where did you learn this divination method?" Luo Tao asked.
Saron was stunned and replied: "It was passed down by our ancestors."
"So is there anything to say about this divination method?" Luo Tao asked.
"Oh, yes, there is, but it's just too fantasy." Saron did not hide anything and said, "It is said that a giant dragon went down the snowy water of Kunlun Mountain and ran aground in Bortala. Our ancestors rescued him.
He repaid me with a dragon ball in his mouth, and inside that dragon ball was a heavenly book. The divination method we used was handed down from that heavenly book."
Luo Tao nodded after hearing this, thinking silently in his mind. He had never believed in ghosts and gods, so naturally he didn't believe that there really were any giant dragons or spiritual beings in this world, but he still had some faith in the powerful people who could penetrate the heavens.
This Bortala's Book of Heaven might be a treasure they got by chance in the stream.
Seeing that Luo Tao was silent, Salon spoke again: "Friend Luo Tao, don't think too much. In fact, the theory of divination by ghosts and gods is not entirely credible. You see, although I am the priest of Bortala, I am not just a priest.
There is no magic power, and the tricks used are just like magic tricks. Maybe this heavenly book is just the ancestor's boast, and there are some strange things in the river where the dragon was stranded. Maybe there is some kind of treasure in the upper reaches of the river."
After saying that, Saron laughed, and Luo Tao on the side also laughed.
There is something really special about the priests of Bortala. A priest does not believe in the existence of gods in this world, and even bluntly says that he is just doing magic tricks. He does have the honesty of a prairie man.
He was thinking like this, and suddenly he was stunned. The Saron priest had just said that he had found other strange things in the river where the dragon was found. Could it be that there was really a treasure washed down by the melted snow in the upper reaches?
Luo Tao's eyes shone and he asked: "Priest Saron, where is the river where the dragon was found?"
Looking at Luo Tao's serious look, Salon laughed and said: "Friend Luo Tao, do you also want to go treasure hunting? If there is really a treasure, we, Bortala, will go looking for it. The source of this river is a
It’s a big lake, it’s very cold and there’s no pasture, so no one would go there.”
"What if it's a god?" Luo Tao asked.
"Gods? How can there be gods in this world? I am not a priest who believes in gods." Saron replied.
"Priest Saron, you have told me all these words, are you not afraid that the people of Bortala will no longer believe in the gods you speak of?" Luo Tao asked.
Saron said solemnly: "The ancestors we believe in in Bortala are not gods. Who can not believe in their ancestors?"
Luo Tao nodded and thought to himself: It's true. Everything his ancestors said is right. Who can doubt his ancestors?
With this thought in mind, he said: "Okay, I have no problem with you doing this. It will be more convenient for me to unify the grassland with the cloak of the Son of God, but the top priority is to eliminate the other purple stars falling from the sky."
Sam asked: "Friend Luo Tao, do you have any idea?"
Luo Tao smiled and said: "Yes, let's compete in martial arts. Whoever is more powerful will be the real Purple Star from the sky. We can also take this opportunity to let other tribes know how powerful we are."
Sam clapped his hands and said: "Friend Luo Tao, this is a good idea. In this way, everyone who has cleared the grassland will know that the real Purple Star is in our Bortala, so that people's hearts will unite with us. As long as they believe, isn't this grassland alliance?
Just around the corner?”
"That's very good." Luo Tao nodded and added, "The wounded soldiers have been arranged in the past few days. It's time for us to take the heads of Tehamu and Da Rixiu to see Feng Tianhu in Xiaoyanling."
Sam nodded and said, "Everything depends on the arrangements of Luo Tao's friends."
Xiaoyanling, Tianhu Army Camp.
Feng Tianhu, unshaven, was sitting on a wicker chair picking his feet, with a somewhat sad look on his face. The recent transactions with the Qiang tribe were not going well. This group of Qiang people seemed to know that they had no food and grass, and they all acted like profiteers.
, a measure of millet actually cost them one tael of silver. Is this fucking millet or gold?
After buttoning the gap between his big toes, he put on his shoes and looked at the adjutant beside him, asking, "How many more things do we have that we can sell?"
The adjutant responded: "We don't have enough iron ore, so we can barely make fifty gun heads."
Feng Tianhu scratched his head: "Damn, I ran out of it so quickly. I would have promised Bortala if I had known."
The adjutant said: "It's not too late now, isn't it?"
"Shit!" Feng Tianhu scolded, "Now that they have those purple stars descending from the sky, and they have defeated the Eagle Tribe, they must be more cunning than those other tribes, and our things can't be sold at a high price. What the hell is this?
It’s called a rare thing to live in, do you understand?”
The deputy general was stunned for a moment, his eyes full of confusion, and he said, "General, you know better."
Feng Tianhu picked up the knife and stood at the entrance of the tent, squinting at the scorching sun: "It's useless to know how to do it. When I said I would take my brothers back, now I can hardly even eat here."
The homeland is no longer there, and it is difficult to return to it. Do you want to die on this grassland like this?
I won’t accept it, I won’t accept it, I can’t! Damn it, it’s all the fault of those beasts from Baiyun Kingdom, how come they invaded Chengchuan, damn it!
Feng Tianhu clenched the steel knife in his hand. He regretted rejecting Luo Tao in the first place. If he had agreed to join the gang, the brothers would still have wanted to go home, but now they can only eat here and wait to die.
Luo Tao's side.
Luo Tao, Sam, and Salon took the heads of Tehamu and Da Rixiu and rushed toward Xiaoyanling with more than ten cavalrymen.
Luo Tao is dressed in purple and riding a red-maned horse. The silver sword in his hand is even more dazzling under the sunlight. He is indeed a bit of a celestial being.
Sam stroked his beard, looked at Luo Tao, and said with a smile: "Friend Luo Tao, A Chu is not here. Tell me, do you think A Chu is good-looking?"
When Luo Tao heard Sam talk about Ah Chu, he felt embarrassed and didn't know how to answer. If he wanted to say he was good-looking, Sam would inevitably make a mess of things. If he said he wasn't good-looking, he was afraid of refuting his face, so he had to
Sansan smiled and didn't reply.
"Friend Luo Tao, what are you laughing at? Can you just tell me if you think it looks good or not?" Sam emphasized again, "The minds of us prairie men are as broad as the prairie!"
Luo Tao hesitated: "Ah...I think..."
Just as Luo Tao was hesitating, four big men suddenly jumped out of the grass. They were wearing animal skins and holding axes in their hands. They all looked fierce.
They looked at Luo Tao and murmured: "Purple clothes, silver sword, looks like a girl, that's right another purple star falls from the sky!"
Seeing that these big men were not doing well, Sam said, "Which tribe are you from and what are you doing?"
The four big men pointed at Luo Tao and said in unison: "Don't worry, we are dedicated to killing purple stars from the sky. You will be unlucky if you meet us, just wait for death!"
