The golden ring barbarian disagreed: "He has jet-black feathers and is the deputy leader of the bandits. His identity cannot be faked."
Hong Nu's eyes narrowed, and a trace of sharp light shot out: "What if he killed the deputy leader and took away Wu Heiyu?"
Um?
The golden ring barbarian rubbed his chin and thought seriously: "It makes sense, come on!"
The red slave's robes fluttered, and the power of the moon in his dry hands surged, and a trace of dangerous aura breathed in his eyes.
The patrolling soldiers around also set up their spears and slowly surrounded him.
"It's delicious and delicious. Please serve this young man well!" However, the words of the golden ring barbarian made everyone present almost lose their tongues.
Hong Nu's moon-level power was chaotic and disintegrated, and his power flowed backwards, causing his body to tremble: "What do you mean, little master?"
"Literal meaning!" The golden ring barbarian patted his chest: "I, Wu Xiangtian, the eldest son of Priest Wu, these are my friends. I came to the prison today to select a few soldiers who are not afraid of death.
Join us in some battles."
"You are very capable. I am very optimistic about you. Come be my warrior!"
Wu Xiangtian was particularly cheerful, or in other words, he didn't want to play tricks with Xia Qingchen, so he spoke out.
He even spoke openly about asking Xia Qingchen to be a dead soldier.
Xia Qingchen said calmly: "Give me a reason to be a dead soldier."
If he wanted to leave, the people present might not be able to keep him. Instead, they would have to worry about whether they could survive.
Wu Xiangtian laughed: "First, if you want to leave alive, it depends on my face! Second, after the event is completed, I will reward you with a bodhicitta heart that is unique to us in Lounan. For you martial arts monks, the bodhisattva heart is both a guarantee and a blessing."
The medicine that can cure all diseases is also the secret medicine of cultivation that can instantly lead to Buddhahood."
Bodhicitta
The name of this thing, Xia Qingchen has heard of it, is a magical fruit that contains life energy. It is rare in Lounan Realm, let alone Liang Realm?
Its function is to treat difficult and complicated diseases. If it falls into the hands of a senior alchemist, it can exert unparalleled effects.
And when it falls into the hands of a cultivator, after swallowing it, it can help the cultivation level to advance by leaps and bounds.
Qiye, the master of the military palace in Liangjing, fought on the battlefield when he was young and was seriously injured and on the verge of death. After receiving a bodhicitta, he not only came back to life, but also made rapid progress in cultivation, changing his life's destiny.
Xia Qingchen's heart moved slightly. Bodhicitta was equivalent to a life-saving talisman and could play a huge role at critical moments.
"What do you mean by the dead soldiers?" Xia Qingchen asked.
Wu Xiangtian said carelessly: "It's simple! Join us, the Wu Priests, in a battle on the volcano. There are only three endings for you, either die in the battle, lose and be killed by us, or win alive."
Contest."
In other words, the so-called death warrior means that you must go all out to win the game, otherwise you will die.
Xia Qingchen hesitated for a moment. It was not worthwhile to make a bet with his life for a mere bodhicitta. However, what surprised him was that the so-called fighting was actually held in a volcano, which was exactly what he wanted.
"How many people are participating and what are their strengths? What are your chances of winning?" Xia Qingchen asked.
Wu Xiangtian said confidently: "The three great priests have a total of nine representatives, and the other eight have at least a bronze level of strength. As for the odds of winning, it's 100%!"
The so-called bronze level refers to the nine levels of great stars in the realm of martial arts.
How to be confident when you are 100% sure?
Of course Xia Qingchen didn't believe it, but if his teammates were so strong, he could give it a try.
"Okay! When will it start?" Xia Qingchen asked.
Wu Xiangtian looked at the volcano and said, "Start preparing now!"
He turned around: "Put down your partner and come with me."
The red slave stepped forward, took Hu Yifan off his shoulders, and handed him to the patrolling soldiers.
Xia Qingchen hesitated for a moment, but chose to follow Wu Xiangtian toward the depths of the prison. There was a fairly well-furnished tent, and two laughing young barbarians, male and female, were sitting inside.
They were dressed in luxurious animal skins and spoke with a strong sense of pride. When they saw Wu Xiangtian coming in, they had no intention of getting up and saluting, which showed that they had extraordinary status.
"Oh? Wu Xiangtian, have you found a suitable soldier?" The female barbarian said with a grin, and her mouth full of yellow teeth rushed towards her with the incense stench.
The laughter was full of ridicule.
Another man, who looked particularly old-fashioned, frowned and said, "What good ones can you pick out among the prisoners?"
Faced with their ridicule and accusations, Wu Xiangtian laughed disapprovingly and put his arm around Xia Qingchen's shoulders: "Come! Let me introduce to you. This is the last soldier selected by our Wu family. His name is..."
After a pause, he looked at Xia Qingchen: "What is your name?"
"Hu Yifan." Xia Qingchen said briefly and forcefully.
"Hu Yifan, these two are Zang Jing, the eldest son and eldest daughter of the Liluo family, Zang Shuiyue, and Li Feiting. They are in the same camp as us this time. They have each chosen three of them to join you.
The same dead soldiers."
Whizzing
Zang Shuiyue and Li Feiting looked at Xia Qingchen, looking at his short stature, and raised their brows.
"Are you wrong? After all your picking, you picked such a short boy?" Zang Shuiyue was extremely dissatisfied.
Li Feiting frowned: "Wu Xiangtian, please restrain yourself, now is not the time to fool around! It is related to the prosperity and decline of our three priest families for hundreds of years. You chose such a useless thing because you want to cause misfortune.
All of us?”
Wu Xiangtian put his hands on his waist, showing his arrogance and arrogance: "I'm just messing around, what's wrong? What can you two do to me?"
He opened his tiger eyes wide and stared at the two of them fiercely.
The two of them, knowing Wu Xiangtian's rebellious character, retracted their words as soon as they spoke. Zang Shuiyue softened her tone: "Wu Xiangtian, I have no intention of interfering in your choice of a dead soldier, but there should be certain conditions for becoming a dead soldier.
That’s it.”
Li Feiting nodded: "That's right! At least he can't be too much weaker than our other eight dead soldiers. Let's let him compete with one of the dead soldiers to see who wins."
Xia Qingchen knew that he would inevitably show off his hands. He took a step forward and was about to take action when Wu Xiangtian pulled him back, put his arms around his neck, rolled his eyes and said: "Who do you think you are?
If you say he can serve as a dead soldier, he can’t even do it!”
Seeing Wu Xiangtian being so domineering, the two of them were extremely angry.
"Wu Xiangtian! Then I want to see how you explain it to Priest Wu!" Zang Shuiyue was too lazy to continue arguing with him. Anyway, the selected dead soldiers had to pass through the priests of their respective families.
With Xia Qingchen's strength as a short boy, it's strange that Priest Wu would approve of it, and he might give Wu Xiangtian a beating.
Li Feiting also snorted coldly: "I don't know the importance!"
It’s really hopeless to act so recklessly in the face of a big event!
When they left, Hongnu came to Wu Xiangtian and asked puzzledly: "Little master, why don't you convince them?"
Zang Shuiyue and Li Feiting accompanied him to the prison to find the dead man, just to see Wu Xiangtian's joke.
If Xia Qingchen showed off his shocking physique, he could slap them both in the face.
Wu Xiangtian let go of Xia Qingchen, and there was a trace of deepness in his unruly eyes, and he hummed: "What's the use of convincing them? The real skill is to convince Nu Tianyi!"
Xia Qingchen glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and couldn't tell that Wu Xiangtian, who appeared to be arrogant and unreasonable, was actually more scheming than the two seemingly smart barbarian young masters!
Obviously he could embarrass two people who were making fun of him, but for the sake of the overall situation, he chose to endure it and deliberately concealed Xia Qingchen's strength so that he could become his trump card.
"However, it is really not easy to pass the father's test." Wu Xiangtian frowned slightly.
Priest Wu will never allow weak barbarians to become representatives of the Wu family. (There will be an update tomorrow morning)