(795) Swords have been forged into plowshares for a long time, now they turn beasts into nightmares.

In the Zhufeng tribe, the 19th group was in a luxurious tent.

Although most of the people who follow the wind still live in bark houses, they have specially set aside the largest and most luxurious dome tents for the "gods" from the south to live.

There are partitions in this tent, separated by a hall and seven or eight interconnected bedrooms. A charcoal fire is burning in the hall, and the carpet is filled with fine wine and food.

As soon as Gou Zhu and Lin Mei'er entered the tent, an old man from the Zhufeng Department knelt down at the door and said:

"Honored gods, our tribe has just returned to its homeland and the offerings are too simple. Please bear with us."

Gouzhu looked back and said: "We are not gods, just monks. Your hospitality is already very good. You can go back to sleep, we will only stay here for a few days."

There seemed to be hesitation in the old man's eyes. But seeing the evil look in his eyes, he bowed again and left.

Gou Zhu's spiritual consciousness scanned the surroundings and saw that there were several deer hunters within a hundred steps, but they were not very close.

He whispered to everyone: "The old man at the door just now doesn't trust us very much. Don't touch the food here and be careful."

With his Zifu divine knowledge, he might be able to know more if he probes into the other party's emotions. However, this seems quite overbearing and is not very necessary.

For Gouzhu, he could detect a lot of things just by looking into the other person's eyes. At least the old man didn't trust them.

No matter what, he must be careful to sail the ten-thousand-year ship. If the Wind-Chasing Tribe is careful to guard against them, he won't be surprised at all. He treats the other party the same way.

But this made him faintly worried. If the situation of such a huge tribe was unstable and was taken advantage of by the Chen tribe, King Yun's rear would be in danger.

At the same time, in a cave a few miles away, a dozen people were sitting around the cave. A bonfire lit outside the cave was projected in, scurrying among the human figures, and projecting several twisted and weird figures on the cave wall.

The people here are obviously divided into two groups.

There were seven or eight people in the group, headed by Kang Bai, the old patriarch of the Zhufeng tribe. Most of these people were old in appearance, stooped in stature, and wore thick deerskin robes.

The other group consisted of three or four young people, headed by the young patriarch Kang Duxi. They were strong and strong. Even in this midwinter season, they only wore thin gray-white cloth robes, with half of their shoulders and arms exposed.

It's just that many of them have wounds on their bodies, which are bandaged with broad leaves, and there is still a faint smell of blood in the air.

After a while, a white-haired old man bowed and walked into the cave. His name was Luo Gai. He was one of the oldest elders in the Zhufeng tribe and the right-hand man of the clan leader Kang Bai.

As soon as Luo Gai came in, he couldn't see the faces of everyone in the dim cave with the flickering firelight. He only heard Kang Bai ask in a lowered voice:

"How's it going? Have the gods in the south settled down?"

"Don't worry, sir. They are all settled. They are all in the main tent. Manpower has been arranged around. If they come out and move around, someone will report them immediately."

Combai nodded. If these southern gods were walking around in their camp, he would not dare to speak at all. No one knew whether he would say something wrong and anger these gods.

The clan leaders and elders could originally live in the warm and comfortable main tent for meetings, but now they can only ensure privacy in this cold cave.

"How many casualties are there?" Kang Bai suddenly asked.

"We have already counted, thirty-one people died and one hundred and two were injured."

Kang Duxi had planned to speak for a long time, but Kang Bai kept asking them to wait until Luo Gai came back: "There is nothing wrong with the sentry. These nightmare beasts are actually not strong. They were just suddenly released on us..."

"There's no need to talk about what has already happened," Luo Gai's voice was a little hoarse, and he interrupted Kanduxi's defense a little harshly, and then turned his face towards the profile of the patriarch.

"Lord Patriarch, please quickly order the unsealing. Think about it fifty years ago, who would have dared to use nightmare beasts to attack our tribe? Even those nightmare beast masters from the Chen tribe, who didn't learn the rebellious techniques of our family?"

"Unblock? Unblock what?" Kanduxi instinctively felt bad, but he didn't know what Luo Dai was trying to instigate.

The technique of the Nightmare Beast is indeed the beast-taming method from the Zhufeng Tribe. Hundreds of years ago, when this tribe was still a Chen Tribe, it was not called the Zhufeng Tribe, but the Nightmare-Zhui Tribe.

This is a tribe that is madly chasing a terrifying nightmare.

At that time, their children would be subjected to all kinds of threats and horrific tortures from birth. This was to create a psychological shadow of terror in them and make their nightmares even scarier.

Only from terrible nightmares can terrifying, more powerful nightmare beasts be born.

After surrendering to the Wind King, they became the Wind Tribe. Taming and selling reindeer brought them wealth and a good life. The Feng Kingdom's army ensured the safety of the Dongdu Mountain area.

Under the comfortable and peaceful life, fewer and fewer people are willing to practice nightmare beasts, and the torturous tradition of domesticating nightmare beasts begins to disappear. Gradually, only some old people who stick to the tradition are left.

About fifty years ago, the Wind King decided to end the cruel tradition of bloody beast taming and ordered all tribes to seal the war beasts so that they could no longer be used. The use of war beasts within the Wind Kingdom was considered illegal.

War beasts, including nightmare beasts, cannot be eliminated. Once they are completely eliminated, the cultivation of the beast masters who tamed them will be completely destroyed, and their life span will be greatly reduced.

After sealing, they can still continue to practice, extend their lifespan, and the cultivation of the war beasts can continue to improve. However, the laws of the Feng Kingdom prohibit them from using war beasts to fight.

Nowadays, most of the younger generation in the tribe are learning the cultivation techniques brought by the "Southern Gods", especially the physical cultivation techniques of Jiwu Sect. Kang Duxi is one of the best.

However, some members of their tribe have defected to the Chen tribe over the past few hundred years, so the art of nightmare beasts still exists among the beast masters of the Chen tribe. That is why their tribe was actually attacked by nightmare beasts.

"Unlock our nightmare beast!" Luo Gai's eyes flickered in the firelight, and he looked excited, "Now the Feng Kingdom cannot protect itself, and it has no power to control our life or death.

"The reinforcements from the Earth Kingdom are heading north, and they will definitely have a decisive battle with the Chen tribe over there in the Snow Kingdom, and both sides will suffer.

"As long as we release the Nightmare Beast and occupy Dongdu Mountain to stand on our own, we will become the third largest force in Northern Xinjiang from now on!"

When Luo Gai said these words, everyone including the young Kanduxi was shocked. The Zhufeng tribe occupied Dongdu Mountain and became independent? It is tempting for anyone to become a country of its own.

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But once they become independent, they will abandon their identity as people of the Feng Kingdom and their qualifications to trade with the Houtu Empire, and they will also lose their luxurious and prosperous life.

This is undoubtedly treason, and the Feng Kingdom's army is the first to spare them.

Secondly, there are the Chen tribe people, who have been eyeing them. Without the protection of the Feng Kingdom, can they resist the invasion of the Chen tribe?

There are also powerful thick-earth empires in the south. How will they deal with this matter? Will they tolerate the emergence of a new country to their north?

In an instant, there are enemies on all sides. Is it worth it for the illusory ideal of an independent country?

"You're crazy!" Kandusi was silent for a few moments before blurting out, "This is treason. We can't be the opponent of those southern gods, nor can we defeat the crazy Chen tribe."

"Young man, you are too simple-minded," Luo Gai restrained his excitement and sneered.

"The gods from the south sealed our nightmare beasts and established the Wind Kingdom, saying that their army can protect our pastures for generations to come.

"What was the result? They were completely defeated, and the country was almost destroyed. Even the Wind King died.

"As for the Chen tribe, they are busy fighting the reinforcements from the Earth Kingdom, so how can they have time to fight us?

"If we raise an army and stand on our own, we can occupy the entire Dongdu Mountain. No matter whether it is the Wind Kingdom, the Earth Kingdom, or the Chen Clan, everyone will have to win over us. Otherwise, we may surrender to their enemies.

"The cloth and porcelain from the south have corrupted the minds of the tribesmen, and they believe that we are born to live a comfortable life. That is why we are driven everywhere today.

"We are wild beasts on the grassland. We want to restore the name of the Nightmare Tribe, we want to build a country, safeguard our own interests, and never listen to anyone's instigation again.

"This is the best opportunity in hundreds of years. Once lost, you will never have it again!"

There seemed to be a strange power in Luo Kai's words, which activated some kind of passion in the hearts of these old and young people. Everyone fell into silence again.

"Those gods from the south are now in the main tent." After a long silence, as if after a long period of thinking, the clan leader Kangbai whispered, "If you unblock the nightmare beast now, it is very likely that they will notice it. Wait for them in a few days

After leaving, we will unseal it again."

"No!" Luo Gai interrupted the patriarch with excitement.

Before the Nightmare Beast was sealed, he was one of the most powerful beast masters in the clan. After the Nightmare Beast was sealed, he was just an immortal old man whose lifespan was longer than that of a mortal.

He is eager to unblock his nightmare beast more than anyone else. With such a good opportunity right in front of him, how could he let it go?

"The seal must be opened immediately! These southern gods came here to regain control of us. They will never leave before the Feng Kingdom's army takes control of Dongdu Mountain again.

"Go and release all the nightmare beasts now and surround the main tent. If they are willing to let the memory-eating beasts devour the memories of everything they saw on Dongdu Mountain, let them leave.

"Or leave them all here!"
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