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Chapter 60 Conspiracy

Putting on Xuan Weizi's spare set of clothes, Sandoli took the totem scepter and came to the ground. Not far away, she saw the huge Rosalian squinting her eyes and licking her paws comfortably.

The husband was roasting a deer leg over a campfire, occasionally tearing off strips of meat with his hands to taste.

What's even more strange is that there is a black-winged birdman next to him, with a translucent starlight cocoon under his feet, and Sai Kazan maintains a ferocious expression in it without moving.

As for Xuan Weizi, he was standing in the distance, not knowing what he was doing.

"Sandori! You're finally out!" Rosaleen stepped forward excitedly and asked, "Are you okay? Huh? Isn't this dress Olenso's? I saw him wearing it before."

Sandori's eyes flickered and she asked, "Are you just waiting outside?"

Rosalian looked back at Xuan Weizi and said, "That guy Olanso told us not to let us disturb you. By the way, the matter about Sai Kazan..."

"I probably know, I was a little impatient before." Sandoli thought of what Xuan Weizi mentioned to her just now, and carefully recalled the teacher Tu Randi's previous mention of communicating with other tribes at the "Well of Symbiosis"

Based on what I have seen and heard, perhaps the Banzoo tribe has long been coveted by other tribes and is ready to annex it at any time.

Different tribes are not all friendly and close to each other. Some tribes graze on the plains, some tribes farm along the rivers, and some tribes hunt in the mountains and forests. Their lifestyles and traditions are very different, and there are always problems when communicating.

All kinds of difficulties.

Teacher Tu Randi actually supported the alliance between tribes to fight against the invaders, but he could not bear the annexation of the Ban Beast tribe by other powerful tribes, so he finally chose to go to the ruins of the Holy Land to find a way to solve the predicament.

The Wind Jackal Tribe has always been hunting in the wilderness. They do not cultivate or graze. For the weak tribes that are struggling to survive, they often directly kill them on the grounds of "the weak and the strong", and they also claim that it is to keep each tribe vigilant.

Don't forget the cruelty of natural competition.

Especially in the face of colonial invasion, the power of the Wind Jackal tribe has not decreased but increased, and there are more than one totem guardians in their tribe, and Sai Kazan is only one of them.

However, seeing Sai Kazan's current situation, Sandoli felt a sense of security inexplicably. It was clear that the person who subdued Sai Kazan was Xuan Weizi, whom she hated. Why did she feel this way?

"What exactly does he want to do?" Shanduli thought of this, and a strange feeling came over her heart, making her restless and just looking at Xuan Weizi's back in the distance.



"You mean, today's Wind Jackal Tribe is one of the military forces of the Aboriginal Alliance?"

To the extent of competing with a high mage."

The three kingfishers preened each other's feathers, and occasionally turned back and chirped twice. Xuanweizi naturally heard Ta Valon's answer during the spiritual communication: "The Wind Jackal tribe should be regarded as the first tribe to make changes. They

The totem guardians originally focused on close combat. Later, under the guidance of the 'Sky Singer', the giant spirit guards in the tribe were selected to become totem guardians."

"'Sky Singer'? I have heard that he is regarded by the Imperial Legion as the most powerful spirit messenger, and the reward alone is worth three million gold coins. He should be the leader of the Aboriginal Alliance?"

Xuan Weizi asked.

"The leader may not be accurate. He can be regarded as an advocate." Tarvalon replied: "The 'Sky Singer' is mainly responsible for making suggestions in the Grand Alliance. He himself does not participate in specific decisions and actions. Of course,

He occasionally makes prophecies and is more like a spiritual mentor...but more importantly, no one has seen the true appearance of the 'Sky Singer'."

"It's very mysterious." Xuan Weizi asked: "Didn't even you, the Green Ring, find out the true situation of this 'Sky Singer'?"

Tar Valon replied: "You don't know, it was not us who took the initiative to visit the 'Sky Singer', but he came to our door. At that time, he appeared in the form of a wild boar. Even later, the Green Ring communicated with the indigenous tribes

Skills are also advocated by 'Sky Singers', otherwise how could we expand our influence so easily?"

Xuan Weizi smiled and said: "No wonder he is so feared by the imperial army. This 'Sky Singer' has great plans."

Three kingfishers were stacked in a row and chirped: "We guess that the 'Sky Singer' is probably the legendary spirit messenger."

Xuan Weizi tapped his forehead. The so-called "legend" in this world was originally used to describe those characters who have mastered skills, combat power and spell-casting abilities that transcend the ordinary. There is no clear mark yet.

However, there are indeed some strong men in history whose mastery of their own skills goes beyond the ordinary scope. They have an unusual understanding of the laws behind their skills. It is also in this process that some "legendary figures" recognized by the world have appeared one after another.

The number of known legendary figures at present is very small, and the accumulation of history must be taken into account. For example, the great druid mentor of the founding emperor of the Londinium Empire hundreds of years ago is a typical legendary figure.

After the research on soul strength was completed, mages regarded soul strength exceeding level 20 as a legendary level. This indeed made it easier to distinguish legendary characters, but some people also objected to this, especially warriors without the ability to cast spells.

If we really want to trace the origin of history, the earliest "legends" were sung by the warriors with the largest number. Throughout the ages, no matter what race, there is no shortage of some extremely superb combat skills, and even strength, agility, endurance, and reactions are far beyond ordinary

A powerful human warrior with the record of riding one against a hundred and charging into battle alone.

Compared with using soul strength or spellcasting ability as a criterion, the standard for whether a warrior reaches the legendary level is very vague. What's more, in this era, the status of spellcasters is far higher than that of warriors. So what about the legendary warriors, how many fireballs can they take?

?

If the "Sky Singer" is really a legendary spirit messenger, he is not only an invisible deterrent, but more importantly, the "Sky Singer" represents a possibility, and the spirit messenger also has the possibility of being promoted to the legendary level.

"By the way, that spirit messenger named Sandori, I think she seems to have changed a lot?" Tar Valon asked: "Did you teach her any magical skills?"

"By accident, it is not a specific skill, but it is possible to develop a new way of soul magic."

There happens to be one thing that maybe you can do."

"tell me the story?"

"Rescue the Spotted Beast Tribe from the Wind Jackal Tribe." Xuan Weizi said.

The three kingfishers were stunned and stopped calling casually. They heard Tar Valon ask: "The Wind Jackal Tribe is a force of the Aboriginal Alliance. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to snatch people from them."

"Don't say it so harshly." Xuan Weizi explained: "I plan to let some of the indigenous people move to the vicinity of Chaidui Town. Compared with the powerful and aggressive tribes like the Fengjack Tribe, I think there should be some in the Grand Alliance.

There are many small tribes that are poor, weak and oppressed, right? If they can’t stay here, you, the Green Ring, can find opportunities to guide them to settle and develop here.”

Tar Valon asked: "Do you want the colonists to build Pyre Town together with the natives?"

Xuan Weizi asked: "Is there any problem?"

The three kingfishers shook their heads: "We in the Green Ring do not despise the indigenous people like the Imperial Legion. In fact, many small villages and towns on the border have secret trade with the indigenous tribes. The Grand Alliance even welcomes colonists to bring tools and technology.

They are reclaiming and building there.”

"Is this also the proposal of the 'Sky Singer'?"

"Yes, he advocated that the natives should actively learn the techniques of the colonists in order to gain the ability to fight against the colonial invasion, but he also opposed blindly hating the colonists." Tarvalon sighed and said: "In fact, most colonists

, it’s just that they were forced to have no way to make a living in the Old Continent, so they came to the New Continent to reclaim the wasteland. If they could live a more stable and peaceful life among the natives, they might not necessarily be loyal to the empire.”

Xuan Weizi said: "Pity and sympathy alone cannot solve the problem. Not only do I want the indigenous tribes to move here, but I also want to teach them the improved spirit magic."

Tarvalon smiled and said: "Dr. Olenso, you are trying to steal business from us."

Xuan Weizi replied: "I am not recruiting believers for the purpose of preaching, and I, a colonist, will teach the spirit magic. How can they be assured? I plan to let Sandori teach it."

"Oh, no wonder she is wearing men's clothes. So those are your clothes. Are you two..." Although they looked like three little kingfishers, they still showed a trace of lewdness in their eyes and said repeatedly: "Don't worry,

We have seen these things before. The Verdant Ring is committed to uniting the colonists with the natives."

Xuan Weizi just said: "So in order for Sandori to be able to handle this matter better, I need her to return to the Ban Beast tribe. It's just that she was expelled by the tribe before, so there must be a reason for her return."

"So the motive of rescuing the people from the Wind Jackal Tribe is quite sufficient." Ta Valon figured out Xuan Weizi's approach and asked, "Doesn't Doctor Olenso plan to take action directly?"

"I have even taken down one of their totem guardians. I have helped them enough. It is impossible for me to do everything, otherwise they will never be able to grow." Xuan Weizi said.

"I will contact the manpower, but I still hope, doctor, that your relationship with the major leagues will not become too tense," Tarvalon said.

"I will weigh it carefully." Xuan Weizi changed the subject: "But you, the Green Ring, are really determined to join the Aboriginal Alliance?"

"Doctor Olenso seems to have some thoughts on this matter?" Tarvalon asked.

"Just some personal opinions." Xuan Weizi said: "I'm not familiar with the 'Sky Singer', but judging from his guidance to the Wind Jackal Tribe, isn't it in the name of strengthening the tribe that this group of warriors specializes in fighting?

Have the elite tribes been divided? In the past, there was only one totem guardian, and everyone knew who to obey. Now that there are multiple guardians, who should the Wind Jackal tribe obey?"

Tar Valon remained silent, and Xuan Weizi continued: "The power of the 'Sky Singer' probably does not lie in whether he has reached the legendary level, but in his subtle control over the indigenous alliance. If nothing else, just take

Let's use the Green Ring as an example. Why would a force of spellcasters from the Old World get an invitation from the 'Sky Singers'?

In addition to just exchanging spellcasting skills and enhancing the strength of the Grand Alliance, is there any intention to check and balance the tribes in the original Grand Alliance? Outsiders have no place to stand, and they rely entirely on him as the inviter to support them. The Emerald Ring is useful, and it is an ally of the indigenous people.

; When you are of no use, you will be left idle; if you come into conflict with the interests of the Grand Alliance, will the 'Sky Singers' protect you?"

"We also understand what you said, but the Green Ring is still recovering, and in order to develop again, it has to rely on the Aboriginal Alliance." Ta Valon said.

Xuan Weizi said: "Relying on others' permission and invitations is not a long-term solution after all. The Green Ring still has to go its own way. Brothers and sisters in a family will fight and kill each other over family property. And in a sect,

Expansion, how many benefits and losses are involved? Although the teachings of the Green Ring are similar to the indigenous totem beliefs, when it comes to the specific details, who can guarantee that this integration will be smooth sailing?"

"Does Doctor Olenso suggest that our Green Ring break away from the Native Alliance?" Tar Valon asked.

"Not necessarily, and now is not the time." Xuan Weizi said, "What's more, I'm not a member of your Emerald Ring. These words are not what I should say."

"Doctor, you are overthinking. We will always remember your assistance to the Green Ring!" Tar Valon said: "Perhaps you don't know how important the skills you taught me are to the current Green Ring."

"Since you don't know clearly, don't say it." Xuan Weizi doesn't like to owe others, nor does he like others to owe him. He thinks about how to repay. In the end, he drags himself down because of all kinds of meaningless fate and kindness, which is really a bad person's practice.

People who practice Taoism have always been lonely, because loneliness is the best medicine to eliminate internal and external disturbances. It allows people to observe the body and mind more attentively and observe the changes externally. Even if they fall into the world of mortals, their body and mind still need to be clear and quiet. Too many

Gratitude and entanglement are not conducive to spiritual practice.

Watching the three kingfishers leave, Xuan Weizi shook the blue clouds and looked at the gradually darkening sky. The dilapidated and empty aboriginal settlement felt a bit more lonely and desolate.

Xuan Weizi was still thinking about how to give Sanduoli more subtle Taoist teachings. He walked to the campfire with a thoughtful expression on his face. He saw Wolf rubbing his belly and letting out a long burp. He turned around and said with a silly smile: "Doctor

, I’m sorry, I ate all that deer leg.”

Seeing Wolf's expression without any shame, Xuan Weizi shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Maybe someone like you is suitable for living a life of ignorance and carelessness."


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