The blizzard slowly returned to calm amid the flow of blood. The tribe was still friendly and friendly. The difference was that Tuhunhaye's status rose sharply. Some people in the tribe favored him. The situation was polarized. No one felt that Tuhunhaye was any more.
Luo is the only heir of the tribe. Before the leader aged, the seventh son Tuhunhaye was also the most powerful competitor.
Tuhun Haye's combat prowess is undoubtedly above the passing line among blood refining warriors, and he can transform from a child who knows nothing to a qualified warrior in less than a year.
Who knows how high his potential is, not to mention that the leader Tuhun Satian is in his prime. Even if he abdicates the throne and makes way for someone more worthy, it will still take more than five years.
The rise of Tuhunhaye has made many tribal elders who planned to support their descendants to rise to power despair. One Tuhunhaye is troublesome enough, but adding another Tuhunhaye to the mix makes life impossible.
The tribe was calm for seven days. On the day Tuhun Haye broke through to Zang Refining, it completely exploded. This was not a genius who was unable to succeed. His foundation was very stable. He could fight the Zang Refining warriors as soon as he broke through.
, therefore, his voice became even louder.
"Xiao Qi, there is no doubt about your strength. You can already become a person like your brother. From now on, the family's resources will be tilted towards you. I hope you will practice well and live up to the tribe's expectations of you and Chen Chen."
Thank you for your kindness, sir." Tuhun Satian laughed, patted Tuhun Haye on the shoulder, and glanced at the powerful tribesmen on the seats.
This tribal gathering was originally initiated by Tuhun Satian to express his gratitude to the sacrificed warriors, but as it was about to end, it became an announcement to the tribe that Tuhun Haye had the power to compete for the successor.
No one doesn’t want the tribe to get better, they just have their own concerns.
Tuhun Satian made a subtle suggestion that Tuhun Ruduo, who traveled to various counties all the year round, should contact Chen Guang. This was a master that he boasted was inferior to him. It would be a good thing for the tribe to keep in touch with him more often.
Because Chen Guang's display of strength disrupted the original structure of the tribe, pushing the tribe under the continuous spring rain into the scorching summer, a new look, and the instigator borrowed a horse and galloped southward.
"Living in Lingyi County, I haven't seen much snow scenery. When I came to the North, there was always ice and snow, but I didn't realize how beautiful the scenery was."
Chen Guang was very sad.
After galloping in the snow in the Northland for six or seven days, I woke up surrounded by a vast expanse of white. I couldn't see the direction, my eyes were tired, and my nerves were weakened by three points.
There were no buildings in the snow, not even the shepherds could see. On snowy days, the snow was six to seven feet thick, and there were very few horse hoof prints on the official road, only the faint traces left by the green-maned horse under Chen Guang.
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Buzz!
On the other side of the mountain, a burst of light yellow light spread out in all directions, disturbing the horses. Chen Guang waved his hand to scatter the incoming light, and a warm inner force filled the air. "Who is fighting, and let the inner force dissipate so far? It should be
He is also one of the best among the Nine Qi Gathering Levels."
Chen Guang was very happy.
After coming to the Northland, there were only a few people. The one with the highest level was Tuhun Satian of the tribe. The strength of the ninth level of Qi Gathering should not be underestimated. That was for ordinary people, but for him, there was not much difference.
, but the people in that mountain gave him a wonderful feeling.
"Drive!"
Chen Guang raised his whip, and the green-maned horse flew away in a gust of wind.
The mountain seems very close, but in fact it is very far away. During this section of the road, even a green-maned horse would have run away even for a stick of incense.
"Monk?"
Taoists cultivate zhenqi, while monks cultivate magic power.
He reined in his horse and a young monk appeared in the field of vision. The man had a gentle manner and a handsome expression. He was a handsome monk with red lips and white teeth, but he was in a wolf's den. He exuded bright energy and stopped the wolves.
He stopped and even knelt down to listen to him chanting sutras.
The monk also noticed Chen Guang, clasped his hands together and nodded slightly, while Chen Guang cupped his hands and bowed in return.
After reciting a sutra, the snow wolf's fur seemed to be stained with gold, becoming more sacred and inviolable, and its breath became more stable. After kneeling and worshiping, the wolf king led the wolves up the mountain.
The monk stood up slowly, and his every move was dignified and bright. He walked slowly to Chen Guang's horse, gently stroked the mane of the green-maned horse, put his hands together and bowed, "Little monk Shanyin, I have met the donor."
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Chen Guangdao: "Chen Guang, a casual practitioner, has met Master Shanyin. I wonder if Master Shanyin is a senior monk in that temple?"
The eight counties in the south worship Taoism, and the six counties in the north worship Buddhism.
There are not only Wolong Temple in the North, there are 480 temples, and there are 20 or 30 famous ones in the world. Some of these temples have hidden masters. If they were born, they might compete for the list of masters.
Shan Yin said: "Wolong Temple."
"It turns out he is the mage from Wolong Temple." Chen Guangdao said: "The mage has upright magical power. He can fend off enemies externally, meditate internally, and transform monsters. It is really admirable. I wonder where the mage plans to go?"<
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Shan Yin said: "The sword trial meeting of the Taibai Sword Sect in Nan County will start in less than a year. The young monk's feet are not as strong as a horse. If he walks to Nan County on his feet, he will probably not miss the meeting."
"What a coincidence, I also went to the sword trial competition." Chen Guang said softly, stroking his hands: "I am originally from Lingyi County. I left home to practice in various places a few years ago. I spent many days in seclusion in the north, and I am planning to return to the south.
, I wonder if I can follow the same path as the Master?"
Shan Yin nodded slightly, "There is nothing I can't do."
Chen Guang put the tiger sword on the green-maned horse behind his back, removed the saddle and reins, patted the horse's butt, and released the horse, which was worth hundreds of taels of silver.
"I heard that the monks of Wolong Temple must first pass through the Bronze Man Formation and be approved by the senior monks in the temple before they can go down the mountain. Master Shanyin has already passed through the Bronze Man Formation at such a young age. It is really amazing." This is not a compliment, but a rumor spread among the people.
In fact, all the monks of Wolong Temple who walk in the secular world and the warriors in the world will give them some respect.
It is unknown to the outside world what state the monks in the Bronze Man Formation are in, but winning with one against eighteen is no small achievement in itself.
After hearing the words, Shan Yin turned around and saluted in the direction of Beidi County, and then said to Chen Guang: "Masters and uncles are so humble. If not, the day when Shan Yin will go down the mountain is far away. Donor Chen has extraordinary martial arts, steel and iron bones, and profound internal strength. The young monk himself
Ashamed."
The two of them went on the road together, avoiding all the monsters in the north. While saving worry, Chen Guang felt a little regretful. That was spiritual energy, and now it has been saved by the little monk with a few words.
The earth is the bed and the sky is the quilt.
After more than twenty days of such peaceful days, the two of them saw a building in the Central Plains, a teahouse. This would not be a strange thing in itself if it were in the southern or eastern regions, but in the vast north, it is really unusual.
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"Master must be tired after traveling for so many days, eating and sleeping in the open. He might as well eat some vegetarian food in a teahouse and drink a cup of tea." After cultivating to their level, they can't die without eating for ten and a half months. However, Chen
Guang is not an ascetic. After a long period of light life, he still has to satisfy his appetite.
This chapter has been completed!