Although most of Youlong Villa was destroyed by Lin Bai, fortunately, half of it was not destroyed.
After Lin Bai got familiar with it, he put on clean clothes and led Lin Ye out of the residence.
Stepping out of the courtyard, Lin Bai could vaguely hear the sound of singing and dancing birds coming from the Zizhu tribe.
"It looks like the Zizhu Tribe is indeed having a grand gathering today."
"Let's go, Linye!"
Lin Bai chuckled and walked forward.
After walking a few streets, Lin Bai saw many warriors heading towards a mountain.
Lin Bai looked up and saw that in the center of the Zizhu tribe, there was a huge mountain lit by lights standing in the dark night.
Under the weak candlelight, Lin Bai could see many figures walking back and forth around the mountains.
"Walk!"
Lin Bai led Lin Ye and followed the warriors towards this mountain.
Just a few steps out, a young man in the crowd came to Lin Bai, clasped his fists and said, "Hello, brother, I am a warrior from the Zizhu tribe, named Zifeng."
"Looking like this, Xiongtai is not a warrior from our Zizhu tribe, right?"
Lin Bai cupped his fists and said, "I am indeed not a warrior from the Zizhu tribe, but I came here by chance. I heard that there is a banquet in the Zizhu tribe tonight, and I want to join in the fun?"
"Does it mean that no one except people from your own clan can attend this banquet?"
Lin Bai asked curiously.
Zifeng smiled and said: "Of course not, I stopped you because... you need to wear a stamp to participate in the Seven Purple Feast. I saw that you don't have a stamp on your body, so I came up to ask!"
While speaking, Zifeng pointed to the tattoo on his chest and said.
Lin Bai looked at it and saw a palm-sized cyan bamboo stuck in front of Zifeng's chest. This should be the print he was talking about.
Zifeng chuckled and said: "The Seven Purple Feast, any warrior who comes to the Zizhu tribe can participate, but they must wear stamps to distinguish their identities!"
"The warriors of the Zizhu Tribe will have a purple stamp on their chests!"
"Foreign warriors will have cyan stamps on them!"
"And if you are not a warrior of the Zizhu tribe, you will have to put a red stamp on it!"
"Otherwise, you will not be able to enter the Seven Purple Feast!"
"If you don't wear a stamp, you won't be able to go in even if you arrive before the Seven Purple Feast. That's why I stopped you to prevent you from wasting your trip and ruining your fun!"
Zifeng said softly.
Lin Bai suddenly realized and said: "So that's it. I would like to ask my brother, where can I get this stamp? Do I need to buy it?"
Zifeng shook his head and said: "You need to apply! Anyway, there is still some time now. I think you are not very familiar with the Zizhu tribe, so I will take you to apply!"
"this way please!"
Immediately, Zifeng led Lin Bai towards a palace.
In the palace, after Lin Bai explained his purpose, he got the red stamp.
Lin Bai and Lin Ye put the red print on their chests.
Zifeng smiled and said: "Now you can go to the Qi Zi Feast. In that case, I will take my leave."
As he spoke, Zifeng stood up and left.
Lin Bai thought that Zifeng had some evil intentions, but now Lin Bai realized that he had thought wrong. Perhaps Zifeng really saw that Lin Bai and Lin Ye had no stamps, so he came to remind him in good faith.
"Brother, wait a minute." Lin Bai called to Zifeng who had taken a few steps.
Zifeng asked doubtfully: "Is there anything else?"
Lin Bai smiled and said: "My dear Lin Bai, I have just arrived in Guibao Land, and I am indeed not very familiar with the Zizhu tribe. I wonder if I can go to the Seven Purple Feast with me?"
Zifeng smiled and said: "Of course it's possible, then please go ahead, Brother Lin!"
Lin Bai smiled slightly, led Lin Ye, walked beside Zifeng, and asked: "Brother Zifeng, what does this Qizi Feast mean? Why does it seem that the entire Zizhu tribe's warriors are attracted to it?"
Zifeng frowned, looked at Lin Bai doubtfully and said, "Brother Lin, don't you know?"
Lin Bai shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Zifeng smiled and said: "I thought Brother Lin came here from other tribes to participate in the Seven Purple Feast. Now it seems that I have overthought it. It seems that Brother Lin really came here by chance!"
"Okay then, let me explain it to Brother Lin!"
"Our Zizhu tribe is located in this purple mountain!"
"In Purple Mountain, there is a unique kind of spiritual bamboo, which we call 'Purple Bamboo'. This is also the origin of our tribe!"
"Purple bamboo has many uses. It can be used to refine weapons, make elixirs, etc. On the land of Nanzhou, it can be regarded as a good thing with a price but no market!"
"And within the Purple Mountain, there is another treasure, which is a kind of extremely pure spiritual liquid. This is one of the rare treasures in the Purple Mountain, and it has the wonderful effect of improving one's cultivation!"
"Every year, the Zizhu Tribe will hold a grand event with the spiritual liquid mined from the Purple Mountain. All warriors from the Zizhu Tribe can participate!"
"During the banquet, there will be seven competition stages. Any warrior who is at the level of the Aspirations can compete on the competition stage!"
"This can also be regarded as adding to the fun of the banquet competition, so the Zizhu tribe will also give out seven bottles of spiritual liquid as a reward."
"As long as the defender is on the fighting stage and fights until no one can challenge him, he will be rewarded with a bottle of spiritual liquid!"
"Therefore, this spiritual liquid is also called the 'Seven Purple Spiritual Liquid' by the warriors of the Zizhu Tribe, and this banquet is also called the 'Seven Purple Feast'."
Zifeng smiled faintly.
Lin Bai nodded with sudden realization, finally having an understanding of this Seven Purple Feast.
The Purple Bamboo Tribe lives against the Purple Mountain, relying on the Purple Bamboo and the spiritual liquid on the Purple Mountain as its foundation!
The Zizhu Tribe is not a tribe that likes to expand its power. This tribe is more based on the land of Nanzhou in the form of merchants.
Therefore, every year the Zizhu Tribe will use some of the "Seven Purple Spiritual Liquids" mined as rewards to the warriors within the tribe.
Zifeng smiled again and said: "If the Seven Purple Spiritual Liquids were sold outside, each bottle would cost billions of spiritual liquids. It is very expensive, so many warriors cannot afford it!"
"Therefore, there will be warriors from many tribes, when they hear that the Seven Purple Banquet is about to begin, they will travel thousands of miles to the Zizhu Tribe to attend the banquet, hoping to win the spiritual liquid!"
"The Zizhu tribe has also attracted some strong men in turn, which can be regarded as strengthening the strength of some tribes!"
"I thought Brother Lin that you came to the Zizhu Tribe after hearing the news about the Qizi Feast!"
Zifeng said lightly.
Lin Bai smiled bitterly and said: "Although I didn't come specifically for the Qi Zi Feast, but after hearing what Brother Zi said, I have become quite interested in the Qi Zi Feast!"
Zifeng smiled and said: "Haha, please come, Brother Lin, Zishan is in front of you!"
Lin Bai looked up and while chatting with Zifeng, the two of them had arrived under the brightly lit purple mountain.
Now, at the foot of the Purple Mountain, a large number of warriors have gathered together, gathered around the bonfire, talking and laughing, drinking, and everyone has a happy smile on their face.
It's as if this place is a paradise, without any cruelty in the martial arts world!