Along the way, the feeling of being watched from afar reappeared several times on and off, but the other party was obviously afraid of Prajna's existence, so he didn't act rashly, and kept holding back.
After more than ten days, the group entered the territory of the Qingliu Department. As I said before, the next time I return to the territory of the barbarians, the barbarians will camp in the Qingliu Department.
As a human being, when it's not a last resort, the virtue of keeping one's words true should still be abided by.
However, it was obvious that the atmosphere in the Qingliu Department was not quite right.
Outside the carriage, Hannya declined Qin Yu's invitation and sat on the horse's back, frowning slightly, his face dignified.
Soon, there was a roar from the ground, and a black line appeared in the distance, heading straight for the team. It was a barbarian cavalry.
The team stopped and took a defensive stance. Master Prajna glanced at it, his face softened a little, "It's from the Qingliu Department."
The old patriarch was also among them, there was still some distance away from the team, and the Aoki cavalry of the Qingliu Department had already stopped. He turned over and dismounted, walked over quickly, and saluted respectfully, "The Qingliu Ministry welcomes Lord Zhongwu!"
"Congratulations, Marquis!" Although the rest of the cavalry did not dismount, they all bent over and beat their chests, showing enough respect.
The door was pushed open, and Qin Yu came out, "The patriarch doesn't need to be polite, please get up."
The old patriarch stood up with a smile on his face, but after a short time of absence, he looked much younger and was extremely energetic.
"Master Hou is faithful to what he says! This old man will lead his subordinates today and will personally greet you to the Qingliu Department. Please, Master Hou, get in the car and take a seat. There may be some bumps in the future. If Master Hou believes this old man, don't bother about anything and just wait for your arrival. I am."
Qin Yu pondered a little and said, "The old patriarch doesn't have to do this. The Qingliu Department has been in trouble for a long time, and it is difficult to return to the peak in a short period of time. If there is any inconvenience, the prince will be stationed in another place."
"Marquis!" The old clan chief roared and took two steps forward with round eyes, "My Qingliu clan doesn't care, what other people say and think, if you hadn't come to the rescue, my clan clan would have died. Absolutely. Therefore, the Marquis' camp can only be placed in our Qingliu clan, whoever dares to object, just ask the sons and gentlemen under my clan if they will agree!"
"Hey!"
"Hey!"
The Aoki cavalry roared loudly, promoting their momentum, and their fighting spirit was monstrous.
Qin Yu thought about it for a while, then smiled and handed over, "In this case, I will trouble the old patriarch."
Simply neat, turned around and returned to the carriage. Since the Qingliu Department is promising, what is there to be afraid of
There are different voices inside the barbarian department, and some are normal, so let's go and see who is stirring up the storm.
Prajna smiled, raised his palms and saluted, "Patriarch, I'll walk with you to open the way for Duke Zhongwu."
The old patriarch laughed, "In this way, there is Master Lao."
He saluted respectfully, without any excuse, because this is one of the reasons why he is so stubborn now.
The Holy Land has been silent for many years, and no longer directly intervenes in the internal affairs of the barbarians. Many people are afraid that they have forgotten that the Holy Land is truly terrifying.
The Aoki cavalry turned the horse's head, maintained a constant speed that was neither fast nor slow, and slowly walked towards the tribal station. The horse's hooves stepped on the ground, making a low and loud "bang rumbling" sound, like thunder in the sky, and the powerful breath swept across, making people's eyes sour.
The feeling of being pegged reappeared, and it was becoming more and more intense. Obviously, the other party's tolerance had reached its limit.
Finally, just at the Qingliu Department's station, when looking at it from afar, the Aoki cavalry leading the way slowly stopped, and the shouts sounded one after another. The horses felt the tension and agitation before the war. tense.
A large army of barbarians had already set up their positions, blocking the road ahead.
The old patriarch slapped the horse with an angry expression, "Don't forget, this is our territory after all, the Qingliu tribe's territory, to prevent us from returning to the station, is it to provoke an endless war between you and me?"
He raised his hand and roared like thunder, "My sons, hold your horses tightly, raise the knife in your hand, and use our blood and life to defend the dignity of the Qingliubu! All those who block us are you. The enemy of life and death!"
Swah—
Swah—
Swah—
The sound of the long knife being unsheathed instantly resounded through the heavens and the earth, and countless dazzling blades reflected an icy luster in the sunlight. In the opposite barbarian army, there was a sudden turmoil, and the few people who were crowded in the front frowned and showed annoyance.
The old things from the Qingliu Department are really stones in the kennel, smelly and hard! Several of them joined forces, of course not afraid of one, barely survived, and the Qingliu department was far from being restored to its peak.
But that's what they say, but they can't do it, otherwise they really start a war, and even if they can win, they will have to pay a price.
More importantly, doing so is likely to leave huge hidden dangers.
They killed the suspicion of the barbarians, and from the point of view of the barbarians, the position is good, so the Holy Land kept silent about it.
But once the boundary is exceeded, such as causing a civil war, the Holy Land intervenes... After all, they are afraid!
Prajna urged the horse to come forward, and with the blessing of a powerful cultivation base, a calm voice resounded throughout the world, "Are you sure, you want to kill an ascetic cultivator with a long knife in your hand? And my teacher is in the Hengshan Black Temple, In this vast world, the only great witch of Mengshan!"
There was another violent turmoil, and the barbarian warriors showed fear at the same time in the eyes of the coalition forces with far superior numbers. The Great Witch is the highest title of the barbarians, and the black-tiled temple on the Hengshan Mountain is a holy place in the eyes of all barbarians.
Offending the Holy Land, killing the disciple of the Great Sorceress of Mengshan, a noble and powerful penance... Just thinking about it makes one feel terrified.
Before the battle, several leaders looked at each other, and they all knew that provoking a war was an unacceptable ending to each other. One of them immediately got off the horse, bowed and saluted with barbarian etiquette, and said respectfully: "Noble and powerful Master Prajna, we have no intention to offend you and your teacher Mengshan Dawu, but between the barbarians and my barbarians, there are generations. Blood feud, I suspect Zhongwu Hou Ningqin must have done something unspeakable, endangering all barbarian tribes."
He raised his head and spread his arms, "That's why I, the Black Tower, Chongshan, Yanhe, and Zilin, will join forces to come here. I hope Master Prajna can represent the Holy Land and give us a convincing answer. If it turns out, the Marquis of Zhongwu It is indeed an innocent person. My four divisions are willing to express my apology with a heavy gift and withdraw our troops directly from the Qingliu division. Otherwise, even if a war is provoked, even if blood flows into rivers, and infighting and killings are provoked among the barbarian divisions, we will never wait. Don't back down!"
The other three clan chiefs stepped forward and saluted at the same time, "Please ask Master Prajna to represent the Holy Land and give us an answer, otherwise we will never back down!"
The atmosphere was condensed.
The old patriarch of the Qingliu tribe, his eyes were extremely cold, he raised his hand high, and the eyes of the children of the Qingliu tribe behind him became violent and bloody.
Prajna suddenly sighed and reached out to stop him, "Patriarch, the situation of civil strife in the barbarians can no longer occur. I will explain this matter to Marquis Zhongwu, and I believe he will definitely understand your choice."
Behind him, a calm voice sounded, "I can understand."
Qin Yu gave the two of them a look of color, indicating that they don't have to worry, and walked out of the battle to face the four coalition forces opposite, with a calm and calm expression, "Your worries do have meaning, so no matter what you think in your heart, Ben Hou Willing to cooperate and give you a definite chance."
He raised his head, glanced at the nine dazzling suns above his head, and squinted, "So, what do you want to do, just say it."
The head of the Heita tribe, a burly man in black armor, his eyes burst into a ball of brilliance, and he gave a thumbs up, "The barbarian Zhongwuhou, whether you are true or not, it is you who harbor evil intentions for my barbarian tribe. The choice you made today is a man, I admire you!"
Qin Yu was expressionless, "I don't need it."
The head of the Heita clan sneered, flipped his hand and took out one, the black mist on the surface lingered on the wooden box, and loudly said: "There is a powerful fallen black witch, at the cost of his own life, refining a heart eater. Master Prajna can take action and test its effect. Marquis Zhongwu of the barrens, do you dare to make a blood oath that what you do after entering the territory of the barbarians will not harm the barbarians?"
Qin Yu shook his head, "I don't dare." He looked at the head of the Heita tribe opposite with the eyes of a fool, "I am the leader of the barbarian smuggling team, and I exchange materials from your barbarians. The use of these materials in the future, although I am Not sure, but some of them will definitely be used on the battlefield. So, what you said is meaningless."
"You..." The Heita tribe was angry, he gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, "Okay, as long as you dare to make a blood oath and don't do anything that damages the foundation of my barbarian clan, you can do the same!"
Qin Yu turned around and glanced at Prajna. He couldn't trust any of the barbarians on the opposite side, so of course he had to check it.
Of course, Qin Yu also didn't dare to believe Prajna's inspection, so when he turned around, he glanced at his carriage.
After a few breaths, the fleshy voice sounded directly in my mind, "No problem."
At this time, Hannya had already obtained the wooden box presented by the head of the Black Tower clan with both hands, opened it and glanced at it, then nodded slowly, "It is indeed a heart-eating Gu, the rank is very high, even after the big witch uses it, It's impossible to lie to it."
The head of the Heita tribe raised his head, his eyes locked on Qin Yu, "Marquis Zhongwu, the barren man, now, do you still dare to agree?"
Qin Yu looked calm, "Master Lao Prajna, tell Ben Hou how to use this Heart Eater Gu."
Prajna hesitated a little and looked over.
Qin Yu smiled slightly.
He didn't say more, came over and whispered a few words, explaining the key points.
In fact, the use method is extremely simple, just take a drop of your own blood after taking an oath and feed it to the Heart Eater Gu.
Qin Yu pointed out a bead of blood, raised his hand and swore, "If I have ever done something that endangered the foundation of the barbarian team since I entered the barbarian team, I will be rejected by the world, and my body and spirit will be destroyed."
hum—
The blood beads trembled slightly, which meant that the blood oath had been completed under the witness of Heart Devouring Gu.
The wooden box opened on its own, and a strange cry came out from it, and the blood beads submerged in it with a "swoosh".