Chapter 456 Pure Yang God Refining, Banquet Competition
Arslan smiled and said: "No need to be polite! It is an honor for our Zarut tribe to be served by warriors like Jida. From now on, Jida, you will follow Tana and serve as the guard commander of the caravan!"
Ling Feng squeezed out an expression of gratitude on his face and said, "Thank you, clan leader!"
Arslan smiled and said: "Jeda, you go and have a rest first. We will have a banquet in the evening to catch the wind for you!"
Ling Feng cupped his fists and said, "Thank you very much!"
Immediately, the two guards took Ling Feng away, and the white dragon colt at the door was led into the stable. Ling Feng was not afraid that someone would covet his mount. Except for the clan leader Arslan, it is estimated that no one in the Zalut tribe is it.
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After Ling Feng left, Azilan said: "Tana, this Jida is not simple, you have to be careful and watch out for him!"
Tana nodded and said with a smile: "My daughter knows, but this person's martial arts, sword skills, and resourcefulness are all top-notch. If we can completely subdue him, we will be more confident against the Black Crow Thief!"
The pasture area of the Zalut tribe is actually not too large, and there are few lakes and rivers, and the rainfall is average, which limits the development of the tribe. The Zalut tribe can develop to its current strength only by caravan trade and the acquisition of the south.
The silk, tea, porcelain and other specialties of the Dachu people were sold to other tribes in the north. They used the earned silver to buy the specialties of other tribes and sold them to the Dachu caravans in the south, earning a huge price difference.
But such a huge benefit naturally attracted people's jealousy, so many groups of sand bandits were born next to the desert between grasslands. These people ranged from dozens to hundreds, or even thousands, and specialized in robbing merchants.
A group of goods. Among them, the Black Crow Bandits are the largest group, with thousands of people and horses, and they are all elites who have been fighting for a long time, and are extremely powerful.
Although the Zarut tribe has recruited many masters and formed a special escort team, which is not weak in strength, when faced with the Black Crow Bandits, sometimes they still have to compromise and give them part of the profits and interest. And the Black Crow Bandits first come to seek wealth.
, Secondly, they are also afraid of the strength of the Zalut tribe, and will not kill them all quickly, killing the goose to get the eggs. A fragile balance is formed between the two. As for the other Southern Chu caravans, they will naturally rob and kill them!
Arslan also nodded and said: "That's true, but this person needs to be tested more, so as not to accept the Chu people's spies!"
Tana nodded and said, "My daughter knows!"
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After a while, Ling Feng followed a guard to a tent. The tent was not big, but it was very clean. There were mattresses, tea tables and other utensils.
Immediately, another maid brought snacks.
Ling Feng ate a little, closed the door curtain, and sat cross-legged on the bed, but he did not practice the Canglang True Secret. There was less water in the northern grassland, and the free water spirit in the air was even thinner. The progress of practice was too slow, and so did the people in the grassland.
Therefore, most of the exercises he practiced were fire and earth. He began to practice the method of refining the dragon-elephant golden body.
The sea of consciousness between the eyebrows is also called the ancestral orifice, and Taoists call it Zifu, Shangdantian, etc.
If you want to temper your soul, you must first temper your ancestral orifice and strengthen the consciousness sea space to prevent the huge power of Yuan Jing from entering and directly exploding the consciousness sea.
Ling Feng tempered the power of Yuan Jing for a moment and tried to input part of the power of Yuan Jing into the sea of consciousness.
The power of Yuan Jing is the condensed essence of human qi and blood, which is the power of pure Yang, while Ling Feng's soul power is feminine, just like throwing a bright red iron into cold water, it immediately boils.
Ling Feng was wrapped in a part of the ice soul power. After a while, the energy of this essence was exhausted, but Ling Feng's part of the ice soul power changed. Not only was it purer, but it also had a yang and aura.
It was as if cold water turned into boiling water. His Canglang Sword Diagram was upgraded to the realm of the six-layered sword formation. Naturally, some tricks were used in it. There were some mixed auras in the soul that were difficult to remove, but at this moment, they had all disappeared.
At this time, Ling Feng already understood the mystery of this realm of refining the gods, which was to temper impurities in soul power and condense soul power, which was of great benefit to condensing the best martial soul.
Ling Feng once again used part of his Yuan Jing power to enter the sea of consciousness to refine the impurities in his soul power.
Before I knew it, it was night.
At this time, a maid came to the door and said: "Commander Jida, Miss Tana invites you to a banquet!"
Ling Feng slowly finished his work, stood up and came out, saying: "Miss, please lead the way!"
A moment later, it was dark night.
There is an open grassland with many guards holding torches around it. In the middle are two rows of low tables and blankets for sitting. On the table are kumiss, milk tea, milk cakes and other grassland foods.
Above the two rows of seats, about a few feet apart, there is a main seat. There is no doubt that this is the seat of the patriarch Arslan.
When Ling Feng arrived, many people were already sitting in the two rows of seats. He glanced at them and saw that these people were all innate masters, and they seemed to be high-level officials of the Zalut tribe.
At this time, a clear voice came: "Jeddah, here!"
Ling Feng looked for his voice and saw Tana waving to him from the first seat on the right. He walked closer and sat down below Tana.
At this time, Iled was sitting under him, looking at him jealously.
At this time, Tana looked concerned and said: "Jeda, are you still used to it?"
Ling Feng smiled and said: "It's not bad!"
At this time, Ulan Baz, who was opposite Tana, also greeted him.
Ling Feng responded with a smile.
Immediately, Arslan arrived with a beautiful woman who still had charm.
The two sat down and Arslan said: "Today, another powerful warrior has joined our tribe. He is Jida. Let us toast him with a toast to welcome him!"
The grassland is not called a warrior, the acquired state is called a warrior, and the innate state is called a warrior.
Immediately, everyone raised their glasses and toasted, and Ling Feng also stood up and toasted to each other.
This kind of courtesy is very rare. If a warrior who was truly on the run was treated with such courtesy, he might actually burst into tears of gratitude and develop a desire to serve.
At this time, a young man in black who was sitting at the bottom of Ulan Baz stood up and said: "I heard that Jida is a top swordsman recruited by Miss Tana. I am eager to learn some skills. I wonder if Jida is willing.
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Ling Feng smiled faintly, looked at Arslan, cupped his fists and said, "The sword has no eyes. If you hurt someone, please forgive me, the clan leader!"
He knew that this was a test by Arslan, and he was ready to see his hidden strength, so he would also show it a little bit, hoping not to surprise him too much.
Arslan said: "That's natural, but both of you are the right-hand men of my Zarut tribe, so it's best to stop at that!"
Immediately, the two people came out and faced each other between the two rows of seats.
The young man in black stared at Ling Feng and suddenly drew his sword. His true energy quickly condensed on the blade, forming a red sword glow.
Ling Feng still looked calm and did not draw his sword.
"How dare you despise me!"
A cold light appeared in the eyes of the young man in black. He suddenly flashed and swung his sword towards Ling Feng. The innate master was extremely fast. In a moment, the blade reached Ling Feng's eyebrows and was about to cut him in two.