Volume 7: The Strongest Four Realms Chapter 49: The Disaster of the Sacrifice Spirit
Whoosh whoosh——
At this moment, a strong wind blew outside the hall, and the wind suddenly blew everywhere, but the hall was silent for a while.
A moment later.
Youxiong was the contemporary priest. Youxiong Jin was shocked and trembling with anger. He pointed at Lu Qingshan and shouted angrily: "Rebellion, rebellion, how dare you talk to me like this..."
"Zhu Ji, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by your tribesmen?" Youxiong tribe leader interrupted Youxiong Jin's rebuke of Lu Qingshan, looked at Zhu Ji who was asking for peace, and asked word by word.
"Zhu Ji, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by your tribesmen?" Another person spoke up. He was from the side of the Youxiong tribe leader and was a pro-war faction.
"Zhuji, aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by your tribesmen?"
“…”
Soon, questions about the sacrifice began to arise one after another, echoing in the hall.
The strong wind outside the hall suddenly disappeared, but the strong wind inside the hall suddenly came at this moment.
You Xiong Jin was also stunned and took three steps back.
The Youxiong monks standing on Zhuji's side looked at each other, and they all saw the difficulty in each other's expressions.
"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you in the tribe before?" At this time, a cultivator from the peace-seeking faction suddenly realized that something was wrong and looked at Lu Qingshan suspiciously.
This daring man who asked about the sacrifice was thin and looked very inconsistent with the barbarians. Even his face was very barbarian, with bronze skin, loose black hair, and a cold look in his eyes.
After looking at him a few more times, he found that this man looked more and more like the patriarch.
"He is my brother, Youxiong Hao," Chief Youxiong stepped forward at this time to explain to everyone, "At this critical moment when the tribe is facing life and death, Youxiong Hao hurried back and vowed to live and die with the tribe."
After hearing what the bear chief said, everyone quickly remembered.
Chief Youxiong did have a brother, but he later left the tribe and went deep into the wilderness, saying that he was going to pursue martial arts. Since then, he has not returned to the tribe for a hundred years and there has been no news of him.
But I didn't expect that he would come back at this critical moment?
Is it really such a coincidence?
The suspicious Zhu Ji You Xiong Jin was the first to become suspicious.
But Lu Qingshan did not give You Xiongjin too much chance to be suspicious. He strode forward and walked to the center of the hall.
"There's no need to talk about seeking peace. I have people like the bears. They didn't surrender to Daxia back then, and they didn't give in. But now they want to kneel down in front of a mere giant deer? And they want to kill themselves as a sacrifice?"
Lu Qingshan cast a fierce look at Youxiong Jin, "Zhuji, you have raised our tribe's sacrificial spirit for hundreds of years, and you don't have any feelings for it? Are you going to sacrifice the life of our tribe's sacrificial spirit to please another tribe? You can throw away hundreds of years of feelings, are you going to kill a Youxiong tribe member one day to please another tribe?"
Youxiong Jin's face turned pale, and he said angrily, "Youxiong Hao, you have contradicted me again and again. Do you really think that I won't dare to do anything to you just because you are the clan leader's brother? You should know that even the clan leader wouldn't dare to talk to me like this!"
He has made up his mind to seek peace with Julu. Now the situation is unclear. It seems that he must kill people to establish his authority so that he can control the overall situation.
As for who to kill, it is naturally the daring guy in front of him!
"Zhu Ji is so powerful. Could it be that he is selling out his clan for fame and fortune so blatantly?" Lu Qingshan was not afraid at all.
"You slander me like this, damn it! Damn it!" Xiong Jin was half angry and half just going along with it when Lu Qingshan hit upon his own secret thoughts. There was a fierce light in his eyes, and before others could react, he let out a low roar and attacked Lu Qingshan.
He waved his hand and seven spots of light came out from his sleeves, taking the seven constellations of Kui, Lou, Wei, Mao, Bi, Zi and Shen, and holding the artistic conception of the Western White Tiger constellation, they transformed into a white tiger and roared out.
The white tiger was out of the cage, its ferocious power revealed, as if this place had become a tiger's den, and many monks were suddenly filled with the tiger's power.
Lu Qingshan raised his eyes slightly.
The artistic conception of the White Tiger constellation is a branch of the true meaning of the original stars. It belongs to the four symbols and has also reached the level of a higher artistic conception. With the blessing of the Tao seeds, one can act freely and with overwhelming power.
But I never thought that the person who would be offering sacrifice to a small barbarian clan would be a person who had condensed the Tao seed with a higher level of artistic conception.
only……
I can kill those in the late stage of Lianxu, so what is a mere early stage of Lianxu?
A red light suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.
Witnessed by the monks of the Youxiong clan, the white tiger fell and the stars dimmed.
Between heaven and earth, there was only a cold and sharp sword light.
In the blink of an eye, when the sword light faded, Zhu Ji was seen lying dead on the ground.
"Ah?! Zhu Ji was killed?" Dozens of Youxiong monks in the hall were stunned. Even the Youxiong tribe leader who knew Lu Qingshan's background well had a slight twitch on his face.
Isn't it said that human cultivators love to be hypocritical and high-sounding?
How come this gentleman in front of me behaves more barbaric than me?
He argued with Zhu Ji for a long time about the issue of war or peace, but he never thought of killing Zhu Ji.
This gentleman only said three sentences in total, and in the core of the Youxiong tribe, in the meeting hall, he openly and without any scruples beheaded his own priest?
What a vicious human monk...
As expected, those widely circulated descriptions of human cultivators are not credible, they are all rumors!
The Youxiong chief was in a trance.
"How dare you kill Zhu Ji? How audacious! How audacious!" Finally, someone reacted and pointed at Lu Qingshan's nose and cursed: "Zhu Ji has worked hard for the Youxiong tribe for hundreds of years, and you..."
The scolding stopped abruptly because he found that "You Xiong Hao" moved his hand slightly, as if he was about to raise the sword.
He's not going to kill me, is he?
When did this barbarian start learning to use the sword? Don't we barbarians use our fists? How can you use a sword?
You don't fit in!
Lu Qingshan sneered, playing with the storage ring taken from the Youxiong gold in his hand, "Working hard for hundreds of years? Then you should take a good look at how your respected Zhuji works hard for the Youxiong tribe!"
Clack, clack.
Monk Youxiong's heart began to shake violently.
There was a flash of grey light.
Lu Qingshan took out a roll of animal skin from Youxiong Jin's storage ring and floated it in front of the monks.
Those Youxiong monks who were still scolding Lu Qingshan had hesitant expressions on their faces and had a bad premonition in their hearts.
They hurriedly took the roll of animal skin, and after carefully reading the information on it, their faces changed.
Because, this roll of animal skin turned out to be a secret letter between Julu Zhujifa and Youxiong Jin. The content of the secret letter was very simple, it was an agreement.
In an equal exchange, Youxiong Jin persuaded the Youxiong tribe to agree to the conditions proposed by Julu. In return, Julu Zhuji would give Youxiong Jin a 3,000-year-old ginseng that could extend his life by a hundred years, and would also guarantee to strongly support Youxiong Jin's only son and make him the next Zhuji of the Youxiong tribe.
——You Xiongjin had a son in his old age and doted on him.
It’s just that his son has just started to cultivate Qi for a short time, and his time of death is approaching, so he is unable to protect his son.
No wonder Julu Zhuji would use this as a condition to negotiate with Youxiong Jin.
This is exactly what is happening at the moment.
He is truly selling out his race for fame and fortune!
"You Xiong Hao, have you known for a long time that Zhu Ji was having an affair with that Julu and selling out his clan for fame and fortune?" someone asked with embarrassment.
Lu Qingshan nodded slightly.
Of course, he just nodded blindly.
He had only been in the Youxiong tribe for one day. How did he know those little secrets of the Youxiongjin and Julu sacrifices?
This is just his speculation.
Youxiong Jin is getting old and his time is up. If Julu had not given Youxiong Jin some benefits that he could not refuse, would Youxiong Jin have been so determined to seek peace and force himself to lose his integrity in his later years?
The speculation is simple, but it is not groundless.
What if the guess is wrong?
Killing Zhu Ji without a legitimate reason would definitely arouse public anger.
If it’s wrong, it’s wrong!
The Youxiong Zhusa was just a matter of a sword, and Lu Qingshan didn't even care about the other chickens and dogs.
Since the peace faction could be forced into submission by the Julu tribe, he could naturally convince others with "reason".
The pro-war faction was headed by Chief Youxiong. He was invited by Chief Youxiong and was therefore fearless.
…
After all this he did, Xiong Jin's body was still warm, but the mainstream voices for peace had already lost their momentum.
"So how should we deal with it?"
Someone asked weakly.
"Let's fight. What do I have to fear as I have the bear tribe?" Lu Qingshan said righteously.
The bear chief couldn't help but glance sideways again.
Sir, how can you say it so fluently, I have a bear clan on the left and I have a bear clan on the right.
If I hadn't invited you, I would have thought you were my native brother!
"Master Ji Ling was seriously injured, and Zhuji is..." The person who spoke timidly glanced at "You Xiong Hao" holding the sword, and wisely skipped the words. Anyway, those who understood would understand.
"The overall strength of the Giant Deer Clan is already one level stronger than our Bear Clan. Even in our heyday, our Bear Clan was no match for them. Now that their strength has been greatly reduced, how can we fight? How should we fight?"
"The Julu tribe is willing to sacrifice more than 50% of its best fighters?" Lu Qingshan sneered and turned around to question, "As long as we are fearless and show them our determination to resist, the Julu will naturally be afraid. If they are not afraid of losses, they can just attack us directly. Why do they have to be so hypocritical and even collude with Zhu Ji? You have been living in comfort in the tribe for too long, and you have no courage and blood left, so you let others control you like this!"
Lu Qingshan swept his eyes across everyone's faces.
Anyone caught by his gaze would not dare to look at him for long. As soon as their eyes met, they would look away and soon lower their heads.
"It's not that we don't have blood, it's just that the gap between us at the top level is too big. The Julu tribe's sacrificial spirit is a divine deer at the peak of the fifth rank, and our tribe's sacrificial spirit will not live long. Besides, the Julu tribe leader and the Julu priest are both Void-refining cultivators, and we only have the tribe leader, so we are simply like a mantis trying to stop a chariot." Someone retorted in a low voice.
This is quite true. With the strength of the Julu Sacrifice Spirit at the peak of the fifth rank, how could the Youxiong Clan Leader count on him?
Lu Qingshan's face was calm. "This matter is easy to handle. I will be in charge of the Julu tribe's sacrifices and celebrations, and the rest will be yours. Do you have any objections to this arrangement?"
"Are you in charge of offering sacrifices to spirits and celebrating sacrifices?" Monk Youxiong suspected that he had heard it wrong and repeated it. Seeing that the tribesmen around him also had the same look of disbelief as he did, he realized that this was indeed what Lu Qingshan said.
"Could it be that Xiong Hao..."
It is naturally impossible for You Xiong Hao to bring his clansmen with him for free, but he just made such arrogant remarks, unless... unless You Xiong Hao had been away from the clan for a hundred years, had some adventure, and achieved great success in his cultivation!
Thinking of this, everyone hurriedly looked at "You Xiong Hao", but found that his aura was obscure and they could not detect his specific cultivation level at all.
Lu Qingshan neither admitted nor denied it. "If you have no objection, then leave the stage and be prepared to fight the giant deer to the death. If you have any objection..."
As he spoke, Lu Qingshan's wrist moved slightly, and the Dragon Bird Sword in his hand reflected a cold light, "Then bring it up on the spot, and we will discuss it again."
"We... have no objection." Seeing Lu Qingshan convincing others with reason, the monks could only stammer.
Of course, the most important thing was that Lu Qingshan’s strength convinced them.
In the situation just now, in their eyes, Lu Qingshan did not deny it, which meant he admitted it.
Combined with his previous amazing performance of killing Zhu Ji with a single sword, all the Youxiong cultivators were certain that this "Youxiong Hao" who had returned to the clan must have had some amazing encounters and had greatly improved in strength.
"If you have any objections, just raise them. You all said you had no objections. Since you all have no objections, if you then pretend to obey but actually go against your will afterwards, don't blame me for not considering our kinship." Lu Qingshan nodded with satisfaction, finalizing the decision.
"You are the only one who can say good and bad things," Monk Youxiong felt resentful in his heart, "If you really let us give suggestions, then why do you use your sword?"
"I understand!" Monk Youxiong responded loudly.
"You guys go back first. I will discuss the details with my brother alone." Seeing that the situation was decided in , the Youxiong chief, with his eyebrows twitching, could only accept his fate.
After all the Youxiong monks had left, the Youxiong tribe leader looked at Zhuji, who had become a corpse lying on the ground like mud, and said quietly, "This is the blessing of our tribe..."
Lu Qingshan turned a deaf ear to him. "It's so easy to control the situation. Why is the clan leader so entangled and arguing with this sacrifice? He even needs help from his brother?"
There is no need to get so deeply into the play...
The bear tribe leader had something to complain about, but after a pause, he bowed and said helplessly, "My brother is right."
"How many days did Julu give us?"
"Ten days," the chief of the Youxiong tribe sighed, "I was wondering before why they gave us so much time to discuss. Now it seems that one reason is to make us lose our courage in a long debate..."
The hot-headed words are not false.
Many heroic deeds in history, without fear of life or death, happened in the heat of the moment. If given enough time to weigh the pros and cons, many people might not have had the courage.
"The second is to give the festival some time to work."
Lu Qingshan agreed with the judgment of the Youxiong chief. He glanced at the Youxiong chief's strong chest muscles and nodded.
She's not the big-breasted, brainless type.
"Next you do as I say..." Lu Qingshan pondered for a moment and slowly expressed his thoughts.
As Lu Qingshan spoke out his plan, the Youxiong chief's face turned pale and blue.
…
In the early morning, the morning glow is brilliant.
The Youxiong Tribe is located in a basin, surrounded by high peaks and mountains.
The basin is neither too big nor too small, just enough for thousands of members of the Bear Tribe to live in. Each household in the tribe lives in a stone house.
This also shows that the blood of the barbarians is indeed extraordinary. A tribe with a population of several thousand can actually produce two Void-refining monks, Zhu Ji and the clan leader.
At a glance, there were many bear children playing in the open space.
Normally at these times, there should be cultivators from the clan taking these children to cultivate their qi and blood.
However, the tribe was currently at a critical juncture of life and death, so the monks had temporarily given up on this thought.
The bear tribe leader was taking Lu Qingshan towards the back mountain.
There, is the habitat of the bear tribe’s sacrificial spirits.
This was Lu Qingshan's request, to take him to see the seriously injured bear tribe sacrificial spirit.
In the wild land, the strength of a clan depends on three things.
One is the tribe’s sacrifice and the cultivation of the tribe leader.
The second is the clan’s population. The more people there are, the more monks there are.
Three is the grade of the sacrificial spirit.
The monsters have strong bodies and their lifespans far exceed those of humans of the same level. They can guard a clan for thousands of years. If they can give birth to offspring, they can take over the duties of spirit sacrifice after they grow up. No wonder spirit sacrifice is the most important foundation of the barbarians.
"On weekdays we celebrate and communicate with the sacrificial spirits. I don't have much contact with the sacrificial spirits." Chief Youxiong said as he led the way.
Each clan leader and priest has clear responsibilities.
The clan leader is a physical cultivator with unparalleled combat power. He is responsible for leading the clan members and doing all the dirty work.
Zhuji is an animal cultivator, responsible for raising and cultivating sacrificial spirits, and even selecting sacrificial spirits.
The sacrificial spirit of the Youxiong tribe is the contract signed by the Zhuji himself that year.
As soon as Lu Qingshan stepped into the back mountain, he smelled a strange smell.
It was a foul smell mixed with feces and blood.
From time to time, you can hear painful roars on the road.
"The injury to the sacrificial spirit is very serious." The Youxiong tribe leader lowered his voice and spoke to Lu Qingshan.
Lu Qingshan nodded to show that he understood.
The two walked all the way to the deepest point.
A huge body came into view.
It was a terrifying bear monster that was ten feet tall, with an extremely ferocious and terrifying look.
However, at this moment, the bear demon looked painful.
Lu Qingshan's pupils shrank.
There was an extremely large bloody hole in the bear monster's abdomen, and blood was flowing out of it.
The amount of bleeding was so heavy that a pool of blood formed on the ground beneath it.
