The scenery of the spring grassland is infinitely beautiful.
When the sun rises, it seems to be slowly rising from the horizon, and wisps of rich purple energy are scattered between the sky and the earth.
A young man wearing navy blue clothes was already sitting cross-legged outside the camp. His body seemed to be emitting a divine light, and a blue flame was beating in his heart. This fire greedily covered the wisps of purple. The qi was quickly absorbed into the heart, and the peach core dantian in his body had a crazy devouring power. As the meridians and acupoints moved, the surrounding purple qi was absorbed.
Purple air comes from the east.
This is the purest pure power of Zhiyang. It is not easy to capture and devour it. Only the powerful Xuanjue has such ability. It is absolutely rare for someone like the young man in front of me to be able to devour so much purple energy in one fell swoop. It is also possible It can be seen that this young man possesses a very good secret technique.
As the purple energy was swallowed up by the boy, the boy felt his body warm and comfortable. He stood up and stretched, and the sound of "squeaking" bones could be heard.
His height has obviously grown taller, and he looks more and more tall and tall.
"This barbarian place is really nice. Being able to come here occasionally to practice makes a difference in my mood." Yang Wu murmured while looking at the towering Barbarian Mountain in the distance.
Yesterday, after he had a drink with Huangfu Zhanxiong and his important clan members, he rested under the arrangement of the other party and did not talk about anything serious.
He was not in a hurry to talk immediately. Anyway, as long as Huangfu Zhanxiong didn't play any tricks, it could basically be settled.
Now, he wants to fully experience the grassland style before making plans to go back.
The only surprise was that Xiao Hei suddenly left and ran to the Barbarian God Mountain. He said that there might be a sacred object there that could restore his strength in advance.
Yang Wu couldn't restrict Xiao Hei's freedom, so he let it go. He believed that even if it lost its power, no one would be able to withstand it.
The barbarian maid brought something to cleanse Yang Wu, and the barbarian maid looked at Yang Wu with great curiosity. Her gaze was not subtle at all, on the contrary, it was very direct, and Yang Wu was a little embarrassed.
After Yang Wu washed his face, he looked shy and asked, "Is there still flowers on my face?"
"Pfft!" The barbarian maid couldn't help but laugh, and then said: "It looks better without flowers."
Indeed, the men on the grassland were all tall and rugged, tough and domineering. There were few men as handsome and handsome as Yang Wu, so the barbarian maid was quite curious.
"You are really good at talking. I will ask your clan leader to give you a higher salary later." Yang Wu said with a smile.
"What is Fenglu?" asked the barbarian maid.
"Uh... that's your reward!" Yang Wu hesitated and said.
"You said this, we don't want any reward, we all contribute voluntarily." The barbarian maid said honestly.
"There are such good things, so how do you live your life, that is, where do your food and your clothes come from?"
"This is simple. Whoever has food in our tribe will share it with everyone, and no one will go hungry. We don't have to worry about the clothes we wear. We are women, and we will do the weaving and spinning work. Men Their clothes are all made by us, so of course we don’t have to worry about wearing them. Everything we have here can help each other and we can work together to buy them, so no matter how much you want to pay, that is of no use." said the barbarian maid.
Yang Wu was surprised and said: "Is this okay?"
"What's wrong? Aren't you Daxia people different?" the barbarian maid asked.
Yang Wu spread his hands and said, "It's really different."
The barbarian maid wanted to ask more, but she heard a voice from outside: "Dignified guest, our clan leader has invited you."
"Okay, I'll be here right away!" Yang Wu responded, greeted the barbarian maid with an apologetic look, and walked out of the tent.
Meng Bingxue, who had been following Yang Wu, didn't know where she appeared from, and followed Yang Wu like a shadow, protecting him at all times.
Soon, they arrived at Huangfu Zhanxiong's tent. When Huangfu Zhanxiong saw that Yang Wu was still carrying Meng Bingxue, he winked and said, "Yang Wu, let's talk about business today. Do you want to let others go first?" go out for a while?"
Yang Wu also saw that there was no one else in Huangfu Zhanxiong's tent, so he asked Meng Bingxue to go out first.
The two held secret talks between the two countries.
No one knew what happened during this half day.
It wasn't until noon that Yang Wu came out of the camp with a satisfied smile. It could be seen that he got the results he needed.
Huangfu Zhanxiong also came out, and there was no trace of sadness on his face. Instead, he had a slight smile on his face. He seemed to be satisfied with Yang Wu's request.
"Yang Wu, if you are not in a hurry to go back, why don't I ask my daughter to take you around here and continue to feel the customs of our grassland?" Huangfu Zhanxiong said.
At this time, his hostility towards Yang Wu had turned into appreciation. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This doesn't look like a young man at all, more like an old fox!"
Yang Wu hesitated and said: "If possible, I would like to visit that sacred mountain. They say that your clan's sacred mountain is the best in the world. It is a rare opportunity to come here. It would be a pity not to go and see it."
He has no interest in the sacred mountain, he just cares about Xiao Hei.
"That's no problem. You are a distinguished guest of our clan. Go to the sacred mountain to visit. I believe that the celestial phenomena will protect you and they will not embarrass you." Huangfu Zhanxiong agreed.
So, Huangfu Zhanxiong called Huangfu Mingyu over and arranged for her to take Yang Wu to Manshen Mountain.
This also shows that Huangfu Zhanxiong is completely at ease with Yang Wu and is not worried that Yang Wu will be harmful to his daughter.
After all, his life is more precious than his daughter. Yang Wu didn't kill him, so how could he kill his daughter.
What's more, the contract between the two parties has just been negotiated, and Yang Wu will not do anything superfluous.
After Huangfu Mingyu heard what his father said, he agreed to the matter without saying a word.
This made Huangfu Xiongzhan still a little doubtful.
Yesterday, she was still unhappy with Yang Wu. Why did she agree to the matter so quickly today
He did not continue to think deeply, but was relieved that his daughter was doing this.
In this way, Huangfu Mingyu took Yang Wu and Meng Bingxue and set off towards the Manshen Mountain.
In addition to them, there are of course some followers, about twenty or thirty people, not large, but all of them belong to the general realm, and there is even a barbarian king guard.
Although the grasslands all belong to their barbarian territory, there are still some uneasy lurking forces trying to destroy the tranquility of their grasslands, which must be guarded against.
Yang Wu and Meng Bingxue were still riding the blood dragon horse. It had already been tamed and docile and did not dare to do any more tricks.
Huangfu Mingyu was riding a giant tusked elephant, and there was a comfortable seat on the elephant's back. Sitting on it, she, a delicate girl, looked so outstanding.
On the way, Yang Wu's eyes wandered over Huangfu Mingyu from time to time. The more he looked at her, the more she looked like Xiaoman. Her expression and appearance were really carved from the same mold. He sighed in his heart: "As expected of twin sisters, they should be fake No."
Thinking of this, he felt that Xiaoman was really suffering. She had been separated from her parents since she was a child, and then became a slave to others, and even became a prison slave. Now she was missing, which made him feel sad for her.
"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman?" Huangfu Mingyu felt a little uncomfortable with Yang Wu's gaze and couldn't help but turn around and glare at Yang Wu.
"I have indeed never seen a barbarian girl as beautiful as you." Yang Wu nodded in agreement.
Since arriving in the grassland, he has also met some barbarian women. There are not many beautiful ones. They are all tall and strong, similar to Nan Runan and others.
"That's because you are blind. Our barbarian girls are much more beautiful." Huangfu Mingyu responded fiercely.
"Maybe so. Different races have different appreciations." Yang Wu responded along with her. He was trying to save Xiaoman's face and didn't want to argue with her.
Huangfu Mingyu asked: "Why are you here this time? Why is my father so polite to you? Are you threatening my father again?"
When she was in the Langyan Mountains, she still remembered the thousand-year-old turtle summoned by Yang Wu. It existed at such a level that even her father had to bow its head. She was afraid that Yang Wu would use the same method this time.
"Do you think I'm threatening him like this? If I want to say a threat, I should say you're threatening me." Yang Wu spread his hands and said.
"So, you are the prisoner brought back by my father?" Huangfu Mingyu asked with a look of expectation.
Yang Wu patted his forehead and said as if he was defeated by this little girl: "Have you ever seen a prisoner receive so much attention from your father and ask you to lead me to the sacred mountain?"
"That's right, there's something wrong with my brain."
"I believe this!"
"Yang Wu, are you looking for death?"
"I am a distinguished guest of your clan, don't mess around!"
"Hmph, you'll suffer later."
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Yang Wu and his party were not in a hurry. They slowly looked at the blue sea and blue sky in the sky and the rolling clouds. There were beauties accompanying them, and they felt extremely comfortable.
Huangfu Mingyu looked at Yang Wu's leisurely and contented look from time to time, and gritted her teeth more and more. In fact, she didn't hate Yang Wu's appearance, but the cold woman beside him.
"This woman is so cold, she will freeze into a popsicle if she hugs her!" Huangfu Mingyu muttered in his heart with increasing discomfort.
After they had been walking for more than an hour, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came over.
Yang Wu swept his mind and could clearly sense the number of people coming and the opponent's strength.
"Great Xia Monkey, get off your horse quickly and take the blame!" Someone among the visitors shouted in shock.
Needless to say, these troops came for Yang Wu.