Chapter 49 The Disaster of the Spirit Sacrifice
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Hoo hoo -
At this time, there was a gust of wind blowing outside the hall, and there was a sudden sound of wind, but the hall was silent for a while.
After a while.
You Xiong contemporarily celebrated the sacrifice, and You Xiong Jin was shaken all over, trembling with anger, pointing at Lu Qingshan and shouting angrily: "It's wrong, it's wrong, how dare you talk to me like this..."
"Zhuji, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by your tribe?" The patriarch Xiong interrupted Youxiong Jin's reprimand to Lu Qingshan, looked at the Zhuji who was begging for peace, and asked word by word.
"Congratulations, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by the clansmen?" Another voice came out, he was from the Xiong patriarch's side, and he was the main combat faction.
"Congratulations, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by your tribe?"
"..."
Soon, inquiries about the ceremony came one after another, echoing in this hall.
The gust of wind outside the hall suddenly went away, but the gust of wind inside the hall suddenly came at this time.
You Xiong Jin seemed to be stupefied by the beating, and stepped back three steps in succession.
Brother Xiong, standing on the side of the ceremony, looked at each other, seeing the difficulty in the other's expression.
"Who are you, why haven't I seen you in the tribe before?" At this moment, a monk in the Peace Sect suddenly sensed something was wrong, and looked at Lu Qingshan suspiciously.
The daring man who raised his voice to inquire and congratulate him had a thin body and looked extremely incongruous with the barbarians, but his face was still very barbarian, with bronze skin, loose black hair, and some coldness in his eyes.
After a few more glances, he realized that this person looked more and more like the patriarch.
"He is my brother, Youxiong Hao," the patriarch Youxiong stood up at this moment, explaining to everyone, "At this time when the tribe is going to die, Youxiong Hao hastened to return, vowing to live and die with the tribe. "
When Patriarch Xiong said this, everyone immediately remembered it.
A patriarch Xiong did have a brother back then, but later he left the tribe and went deep into the wild land, saying that he was going to pursue martial arts. Since then, he has not returned to the tribe for a hundred years, and there is no news of it.
but did not think,
Come back at this juncture?
What a coincidence?
Xiong Jin, the suspicious consecratory, was the first to feel suspicious.
But Lu Qingshan didn't give Xiong Jin too much chance to be suspicious, strode forward and walked to the center of the hall.
"There is no need to mention the matter of peace. I have a bear. I didn't give in to the Great Xia back then, and my bones were not soft. Now I want to kneel in front of a mere giant deer? Do I want to kill myself?"
Lu Qingshan cast his ferocious eyes on You Xiong Jin, "Zhuji, you have raised the sacrifice spirit of this clan for hundreds of years, and you have no feelings at all? Are you going to use the life of the sacrifice spirit of your clan to please other clans?
Hundreds of years of feelings can be discarded, so one day you have to kill yourself, there are people from the bear clan to please other clans? "
You Xiong Jin's face turned ashen, and he said angrily, "You Xiong Hao, you have contradicted me again and again, and you really thought you were the patriarch's brother, so I dare not do anything to you?
You must know that even the patriarch would not dare to talk to me like this! "
He has made up his mind to seek peace from Julu. Now the situation is difficult to understand. It seems that he must kill people to gain power, so that he can control the overall situation.
As for who to kill, it is naturally the audacious person in front of him!
"Sacrifice is quite a prestige. Could it be that you can be so blatant if you sell your family for glory?" Lu Qingshan didn't hesitate at all.
"Slander me so much, damn it! Damn it!" Xiong Jin was half genuinely angry and half flattered by Lu Qingshan's words, his eyes were full of fierceness, and before the others could react, he yelled With a low drink, he violently killed Lu Qingshan.
With a wave of his hand, seven light spots waved out from his sleeves, taking Kui, Lou, Wei, Subaru, Bi, Qi, and San Qisu, holding the Western White Tiger Constellation artistic conception, turning into a white tiger, roaring out.
The white tiger came out of the cage, showing its ferocity, as if this place had become a tiger's den, and the eyes of many monks were full of the tiger's might.
Lu Qingshan raised his eyes slightly.
The artistic conception of the White Tiger Constellation is a branch of the true meaning of the original stars. It belongs to the four phenomena, and it has also reached the level of the upper artistic conception.
But he didn't expect that the sacrifice of a small barbarian clan would turn out to be a person with a higher artistic conception condensed Taoism.
only......
I was able to kill even the late stage of refining the void, so what is the little early stage of refining the void?
A red light suddenly appeared in the eyes of everyone.
Witnessed by the monks of the Xiong clan, the white tiger fell and the stars dimmed.
Between the heaven and the earth, there is only a stern sword light.
In the blink of an eye again, when the sword light faded, Zhu Ji's body was already lying on the ground.
"Ah?! Zhuji was killed?" Dozens of cultivators Youxiong in the hall were stunned, and even Patriarch Youxiong, who knew Lu Qingshan's details well, twitched slightly.
Isn't it said that human monks like to be false and submissive the most, and they are high-sounding?
Why is this lord in front of me acting like a barbarian than me?
He argued with Zhuji for a long time on the issue of the main battle and peace, but he never thought of killing Zhuji.
This master is good, he only said three words in total, in the center of the Xiong clan, in the meeting hall, he was so upright, beheading his family's sacrifice without any scruples?
What a fierce human monk...
Sure enough, those widely rumored descriptions of human monks are not credible, they are all rumors!
Patriarch Xiong was in a trance.
"How can you kill Zhuji?! Bold, bold!" Finally, someone reacted and pointed at Lu Qingshan's nose and cursed: "Zhuji has worked hard for hundreds of years for my bear clan, you..."
The scolding stopped abruptly, because he found that "You Xiong Hao" moved slightly in his hand, as if he was about to raise his sword.
He won't kill me, will he?
When did this barbarian learn swords again? Don't we barbarians all use fists? how do you use a sword
You don't fit in!
Lu Qingshan sneered, playing with the storage ring from Youxiong Jin in his hand, "Having worked hard for hundreds of years? Then you should take a good look at it, how your respected priests have devoted so much effort to the Youxiong Clan!"
thump, thump, thump.
Brother Xiong's heart shook violently.
A gray light flashed.
A roll of animal skin was taken out by Lu Qingshan from the storage ring with bear gold, and floated in front of the monks.
Those monks Youxiong who were still scolding Lu Qingshan showed hesitation on their faces, and they had a bad premonition in their hearts.
They quickly took the roll of animal skin, and after carefully browsing the information on it, their expressions changed.
Because, this roll of animal skin turned out to be a secret letter between Julu Zhujifa and You Xiongjin. The content of the secret letter is very simple, it is an agreement.
Equivalent exchange, Youxiong Jin persuaded Youxiong Clan to agree to the conditions proposed by Julu. In return, Julu Ceremony will give Youxiong Jin a 3,000-year ginseng panacea that can prolong life for a hundred years, and promise to support Xiongjin's The only heir, let him be the next priest of the Bear Clan.
---It can be said that Xiong Jin has a son in his old age, which can be described as the most beloved.
It's just that his son has just refined Qi, and his time limit is approaching, so he can't protect his son.
No wonder the Julu Festival will negotiate with Youxiong Jin on this condition.
This is pinpointing Xiong Jin's lifeblood.
It's really selling the family and seeking glory!
"With Xiong Hao, you already knew that Zhu Ji would make do with that giant deer and sell his clan for glory?" Someone asked with an embarrassed expression.
Lu Qingshan nodded slightly.
Of course, he just nodded blindly.
He has only been here for a day with the Xiong Clan, and how did he learn about the little secrets of Xiongjin and Julu's sacrifices?
This is just his speculation.
Youxiong Jin is getting old, and his time is approaching. If Julu hadn't given Youxiong Jin some kind of benefit that Youxiong Jin couldn't refuse, Youxiong Jin would have been so determined to seek peace, forcing himself to die late?
The speculation is very simple, but it is not groundless.
What should I do if my guess is wrong?
Killing Zhuji without a valid reason will definitely arouse public outrage.
Wrong is wrong!
It's just a matter of a sword to have a bear to celebrate, and Lu Qingshan doesn't even pay attention to other chickens and dogs.
If the Zhuhe faction can be forced to subdue by the Julu tribe, he will naturally be able to convince others with "reason".
And the main combat faction is headed by Patriarch You Xiong, who was invited by Patriarch Xiong, and he is even more confident.
...
After all his tossing, Xiong Jin's body was still cold, but the mainstream voice for peace had lost momentum.
"Then what should we do about it?"
Someone asked weakly.
"The battle is over, why should I be afraid if I have the Bear Clan?" Lu Qingshan said righteously.
Some patriarch Xiong couldn't help but look sideways again.
Lord, how can you say it so smoothly, I have a bear family on the left, and I have a bear family on the right.
If I hadn't invited you here, I would have thought you were my native brother!
"Master Jiling is seriously injured, and the congratulations..." The speaker timidly glanced at "Youxiong Hao" who was holding a sword, and skipped the words sensibly. The strength is already strong, we have the bears, and we have the bears who have never seen their opponents in their heyday. Now that the strength is greatly reduced, how can we fight? How to fight?"
"Then the Julu tribe is willing to lose more than 50% of the best players in the tribe?" Lu Qingshan sneered, and asked back: "As long as we are not afraid of death and let them see our determination to resist, the Julu will naturally be afraid.
If they were not afraid of losses, they would have called directly, so why bother to be so hypocritical, and even secretly communicated with Zhu Ji?
You have been at ease in the clan for a long time, and you don't have any courage and blood left, so you can be manipulated like this! "
Lu Qingshan glanced across the faces of everyone.
Anyone caught by his eyes did not dare to look directly at him for a long time, and would immediately lower his head as soon as he was touched.
"It's not that we're bloodless, it's just that we are far behind at the top level.
The Jiling of the Julu clan is a divine deer at the peak of the fifth rank, and the Jiling of our clan will soon die. Besides, the head of the Julu tribe and the Julu Zhuji are both cultivators of refining the void. The patriarch on our side is alone, and he is basically a mantis. "Someone retorted in a low voice.
This is telling the truth, with the strength of Julu Jiling at the peak of the fifth rank, how can the patriarch Xiong rely on it?
Lu Qingshan's face was calm, "This matter is easy to handle. I will take care of the Julu Clan's spirit sacrifice and celebration, and the rest will be yours. Do you have any opinions on how to deal with it?"
"Sacrificing spirits and consecrating sacrifices is up to you?" Brother Xiong suspected that he had heard it wrong, so he repeated it. Seeing the expressions of disbelief on the faces of the people around him, he knew that Lu Qingshan had indeed said so.
"Could it be, Xiong Hao, you..."
Naturally, it is impossible for Xiong Hao to bring his clansmen together for free, but he utters such wild words, unless...unless Xiong Hao has been away from the clan for a hundred years, has an adventure, and has achieved a great accomplishment!
Thinking of this, everyone quickly looked at "You Xiong Hao", but found that his aura was vague, and they couldn't detect the specific cultivation level at all.
Lu Qingshan didn't admit it, nor denied it, "If you have no objection, then leave the stage and be ready to fight the giant deer to the death, if you have any objection..."
While speaking, Lu Qingshan moved his wrist slightly, and a cold light reflected from the Dragon Sparrow Sword in his hand, "Then bring it up on the spot, let's talk again."
"We... have no objection." Seeing that Lu Qingshan was so convincing, all the monks could only mutter.
Of course, the most important thing is that the strength shown by Lu Qingshan convinced them.
In the situation just now, in their eyes, Lu Qingshan didn't deny it, and that meant admitting it.
Combined with his previous astonishing performance of beheading Zhuji with a single sword, Brother Youxiong has already determined in his heart that this returning "Youxiong Hao" must have a shocking adventure and a great increase in strength.
"Let you raise any objections, and you all say you have no objections.
Since there is no objection, if it is followed by yin and yang, then don't blame me for not thinking of kinship. " Lu Qingshan nodded in satisfaction and made a final decision.
"I let you say good and bad things alone," Brother Youxiong complained in his heart, "If we really want us to give opinions, then why are you using your sword?"
"Understood!" Brother Xiong responded loudly.
"You guys go back first, I'll discuss the details with my brother alone." Seeing a few words here, the overall situation has been settled, and the Xiong patriarch's eyebrows twitched, he could only pinch his nose and accept his fate.
After all the Xiong monks had left, the head of the Xiong family looked at the sacrifice that had turned into a corpse, like mud on the ground, and said quietly: "This is the sacrifice of our family..."
Lu Qingshan turned a deaf ear to it, "The situation can be controlled so easily, why is the patriarch so entangled, can't get over this celebration, and still needs to help me?"
It doesn't have to be so deep into the play...
Patriarch Xiong wanted to vomit in his heart, paused, but said helplessly, "Brother taught me the lesson."
"How many days did Julu give us?"
"Ten days," the patriarch Xiong sighed, "I was wondering why we were given so much time to discuss.
Now it seems that one is to make us lose the bravery of everyone in the long-term debate..."
Hotheaded talk is not false.
Many courageous deeds in history that were not afraid of life and death all happened in a state of enthusiasm. If enough time is given to consider the pros and cons, many people may lose their courage.
"Secondly, I want to give the ceremony some time to operate."
Lu Qingshan agreed with Patriarch Youxiong's judgment, glanced at Patriarch Youxiong's strong chest muscles, and nodded.
It's not a big-chested and brainless generation.
"Then you do as I said..." Lu Qingshan pondered for a moment, and slowly expressed his thoughts.
Following Lu Qingshan's plan, the patriarch Xiong's face changed from green to white, and it kept changing.
…
In the early morning, the morning glow is brilliant.
The Xiong Tribe is located in a basin surrounded by peaks and valleys.
The area of the basin is not too big or too small, enough for thousands of bear tribes to live in. Every household in the tribe is made of stone houses.
It can also be seen from this that the bloodlines of the barbarians are indeed extraordinary. A tribe with a population of several thousand can produce two cultivators, Zhu Ji and the patriarch.
At a glance, many children of the bear family are playing in the open space.
Normally, at these times, there should be monks from the clan taking these children to refine their qi and blood.
It's just that the tribe is at a critical moment of life and death recently, so the monks have lost their minds for the time being.
A patriarch Xiong is leading Lu Qingshan to the back mountain.
There is the habitat of the spirits of the bear tribe.
This is Lu Qingshan's request, take him to see the seriously injured Xiong Clan sacrifice spirit.
In the wild land, the strength of a clan depends on three things.
The first is the rituals of the clan and the cultivation of the patriarch.
The second is the population of the clan. The larger the population, the more monks there will be.
The third is the grade of offering sacrifices to spirits.
Monster beasts are physically strong, and their life expectancy is far longer than that of humans of the same level. They can protect a clan for thousands of years. If they can give birth to offspring, they can take over the responsibility of worshiping spirits after they grow up. No wonder it is said that worshiping spirits is the most important heritage of barbarians.
"On weekdays, I celebrate the sacrifices and communicate with the spirits of the sacrifices. I don't have much contact with the spirits of the sacrifices." A patriarch Xiong said while leading the way.
The responsibilities of each clan patriarch and consecration are clear.
The patriarch is physically trained and has unparalleled combat power. He is responsible for commanding the clan and responsible for the dirty work.
Consecration is a beast cultivator, who is responsible for raising, cultivating and even selecting the sacrifice spirits.
There is a sacrifice spirit of the bear clan, which is the contract signed by the priest himself.
Just as Lu Qingshan stepped into the back mountain, he smelled a strange smell.
It was a foul smell mixed with feces and blood.
Painful screams can be heard from time to time on the road.
"Ji Ling was seriously injured." A patriarch Xiong lowered his voice and said to Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan nodded to understand.
The two went all the way to the deepest point.
A huge body came into view.
It was a terrifying bear demon with a height of ten feet. It was so fierce that it made people feel terrified.
However, at this moment, the bear demon's expression was filled with pain.
Lu Qingshan's pupils shrank, and he saw an extremely large blood hole in the bear demon's abdomen, and blood was flowing out of it.
The amount of bleeding was so large that a pool of blood even appeared on the ground under it.
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