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The treasure appreciation meeting was held as scheduled.

Even though they knew it was a Hongmen Banquet.

But the major tribes still sent the warriors or shamans of their respective tribes.

After all, it was the invitation of the strongest man in the grassland.

If you go, you may not be remembered.

But if you don’t go, you will definitely be remembered!

Even the four major tribes are no exception.

The representatives from various tribes in the former Qishan tribe, now the Mongolian tribe, gathered together at this moment and talked in the central tent.

"It's really worthy of Genghis Khan. This new tribal policy is also made by him!"

A tribal leader at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm said so with a burning gaze at the towering nuclear fusion reactor in the distance.

In the past sixty years, they have also seen the changes in the Mongolian tribe, whether it is the demon-killing gun or the immortal-killing spear that can threaten the lives of their warriors and shamans, or the various magical gadgets that can greatly improve the living standards of the lower-level herdsmen.

Even if they were on guard against the Mongolian tribe, it was undeniable that the Mongolian tribe had indeed brought a change to the grassland, a very novel change.

So naturally, any change of the Mongolian tribe was closely observed by other tribes on the grassland.

Especially the nuclear fusion furnace.

Like a mountain, it could not be concealed even with a formation. In addition, the technological leap was too great, and Zhang Wei was not worried that the grassland natives could understand these things in the mine, so he did not take strong precautions.

Therefore, many people on the grassland knew that the Mongolian tribe had a rare treasure that could ignore the influence of the sound of the dirty god and the dirty air and safely smelt those dirty stones.

It's just that they haven't yet detected the true function of this nuclear fusion furnace.

Otherwise, even if Zhang Wei had the title of the strongest man on the grassland, other tribes would unite to force Zhang Wei to share this technology, or use all their own and their forces to encircle and suppress Zhang Wei and the Mongolian tribe.

"Yes... the Mongolian tribe changes every year. If it were us, even if we annexed a small tribe, we would have to spend hundreds of years to slowly digest it. How could the Mongolian tribe swallow up the original Qishan tribe in just sixty years?

For example, how can the new generation of newborns in the Mongolian tribe still remember their real ancestors?"

Another tribe leader in the late Yuanying period said with an inexplicable look in his eyes, and his tone was full of fear.

The leaders of other tribes also agreed with what he said.

Due to the influence of shamans and the natural spirits and ancestral spirits they worship, the tribes on the Hetu grassland are more difficult to annex and merge than real nomadic tribes.

If it were the previous five major tribes, annexing a small tribe like the Qilian tribe would be easy.

But if it was annexing a large tribe like the Shadow Wolf Tribe and the Tuhu Tribe, it would take at least five hundred years to complete the integration.

However, the newly rising Mongolian tribe broke this tradition and absorbed the original forces of many large tribes including the Qishan tribe in less than a hundred years.

How could this not frighten the heads of the small and medium-sized tribes present?

Strong military, economic, and cultural strength.

These tribal heads saw no hope of a successful rebellion.

Unless...

Thinking of this, some tribal heads could not help but look at the people sitting in the center of the sweat tent.

In the center of the sweat tent, there were five tables made of pure gold, on which were placed various delicious dishes cooked with the flesh and blood of the sixth-level spiritual fruits and immortal herbs that even the Yuanying would fight for, and the flesh and blood of the Yuanying Great Demon King.

The delicacies were full of spiritual energy and charm. Even if you just smelled it, it was enough to save the Jindan realm cultivators several years of hard work, and it was enough for a Qi Refining realm cultivator to comprehend enough Tao rhyme on the spot and complete the foundation building.

But even so, no one in the sweat tent dared to sit down.

Even if a warrior who controls a large part of the outside world and has reached the peak of the Yuanying realm does not have this qualification.

Because these five golden tables are for the representatives of the five major tribes on the grassland today.

Each of them represents at least one person in the God Transformation Realm!

Even Heshan, who is now desolate and known as the shame of the five major tribes, has power and foundation that cannot be challenged by these tribes without God Transformation.

If the other four major tribes unite, then even Genghis Khan will have a lot of bumps on his head, right?

"Boom!"

At this moment, outside the Khan's tent, a red rainbow light crossed the sky, carrying the most gorgeous red flames, crossing the void and flowing clouds, and fell directly at the door of the Khan's tent.

A pressure that surpassed everyone present was released, causing the faces of the Yuanying warriors and shamans to change.

The long rainbow slowly dissipated, revealing a strong man who was more than eight feet tall, with muscular body and dozens of hideous wounds of various sizes.

And around his waist, there was a red snake wrapped.

It was like a belt, and it didn't look very strange.

However, everyone present did not dare to look at him any more, but only greeted the strong man respectfully.

"Lanshan Khan!"

"Hello, Lanshan Khan!"

"It's been a thousand years, congratulations to Lanshan Khan for his further improvement!"

Lanshan Khan.

The Khan of Lanshan Tribe, one of the five major tribes on the grassland.

He is in the middle stage of the Spiritualization stage, and his cultivation seems ordinary, but he has a Red Emperor Soul-burning Python that has been with him since childhood and has a spiritual bond with him.

This python is a different species. Although it is not an ancient monster, it has a powerful magical power that makes ancient monsters envy it.

It can burn everything it has without any side effects in exchange for combat power far beyond the current realm!

And this magical power can also be blessed on other people!

With this magical power, the Red Emperor Burning Soul Python and Lan Shanhan even killed a demon king from the outside world when they were in the Nascent Soul Realm, and finally swallowed his blood and spirit, successfully reversing the innate breakthrough to the God of Transformation.

So don’t look at Lan Shanhan’s current cultivation level of only the middle stage of the God of Transformation. If he really fights hard, he and the Red Emperor Burning Soul Python can be regarded as two peak Gods of Transformation!

And the arrival of Lan Shanhan seems to be a signal. The next moment, another old woman with a seven-color feather crown, a hunched body, a dead look on her face, and a human skull staff in her hand, who seems to be dying, came.

Seeing this old woman, all the Yuanyings present were shocked, and some even jumped up on the spot, looking at her with pale faces and fear.

"Gurkha Shaman!"

"Why is she here?"

"She is still alive!!!!"

"She is already 8,000 years old, right? Why is she still alive!"

"Why did the Wushan tribe let her come!"

As soon as Gurkha appeared, the Khan's tent almost exploded. Everyone was full of fear of this Gurkha Shaman, but no one dared to speak.

All because this Gurkha Shaman was a real killer.

Legend has it that this woman did not have a good talent for cultivation when she was young. Although she successfully contacted the Wushan Holy Spirit and became a shaman, she was not outstanding among the shamans.

It can even be said that she ranked at the bottom.

Even contacting the Wushan Holy Spirit and listening to the Holy Spirit's oracle was difficult.

Therefore, she was often ridiculed by other colleagues.

In order to change this situation, this woman didn't know where she heard an evil method.

It is said that eating the brains of other shamans alive can enhance one's ability to communicate with the holy spirits they worship.

So this woman used her identity as a shaman to attack the shaman apprentices and children with shaman qualifications in the tribe, and swallowed the brains of hundreds of shaman apprentices, greatly improving her cultivation qualifications.

But human desires are hard to satisfy.

After breaking through the Nascent Soul Realm, Gurkha was still not satisfied. She felt that the brains of shaman apprentices would not improve her much. At the same time, she was also worried that her affairs would be exposed and would cause the wrath of the tribal leaders, so she set her sights on other tribes and used various means to destroy 37 tribes of all sizes. The number of people who died directly or indirectly in her hands reached 300 million!

With the blood and tears of 37 tribes and 30 million people, she successfully broke through the God of Transformation!

After breaking through the God of Transformation, Gurkha became a real high-level official of the Wushan Tribe. Even if her use of the brains of shamans of the same tribe for cultivation was exposed, it could no longer have any impact on her and she had to let it go.

After all, compared to hundreds of lives, other high-ranking officials of Wushan tribe felt that a shaman in the state of transformation was more valuable.

With the connivance of the high-ranking officials of Wushan tribe, Gurkha shamans not only did not restrain themselves after they became successful, but became even more aggressive, repeatedly attacking shamans of other tribes and even their own tribes, which made people dare not speak out.

And it is not known whether the prion virus infected the brain, allowing this Gurkha to accidentally open the two bridges of heaven and earth, and his cultivation talent has undergone earth-shaking changes.

After he broke through the state of transformation at the age of 2,500, it took only 500 years to break through the middle stage, and then it took less than a thousand years to break through to the late stage, which was faster than the cultivation speed of a group of talented warriors and shamans!

However, two thousand years ago, in order to break through the peak of transformation, he massacred three medium-sized tribes, which caused unanimous condemnation from the other four tribes.

Due to pressure from all sides, Wushan tribe imprisoned him, and the grassland was stable for two thousand years.

At that time, this Gurkha was already 6,300 years old.

Originally, the life span of warriors and shamans on the grassland was 30% shorter than that of normal monks. Normal warriors and shamans in the state of transformation of spirits would die before they reached 8,000 years old.

So all the tribes thought that Gurkha had died of old age, but they did not expect that he was still alive and had even broken through the peak of transformation of spirits!

It is true that good people do not live long, but evil people are left for thousands of years!

Everyone was heartbroken.

At this time, Gurkha opened his mouth with few teeth left, and said in an unpleasant voice like wiping his butt with sandpaper: "Hey, what, don't you welcome me, an old woman?"

"No, no, how is it possible!"

"That's right, old senior Gurkha is a role model for us, and he is also the longest-lived person on the grassland today. How could he not welcome an old man like you!"

Everyone argued for a while, fearing that he would be remembered by the Gurkha shaman because he was a little slow, thus implicated the entire tribe.

And Gurkha laughed, and her old face gave people a sense of insidious horror, making people unsure of what this old demon was thinking.

"Hello, two seniors..."

At this moment, another young voice came from outside the sweat tent, and everyone turned their heads to look.

A handsome young man wearing a white wolf leather coat and a wolf head on his shoulders, giving people a sense of unruliness, landed on the ground and smiled at them.

The Yuanying in the sweat tent suddenly widened their eyes.

Some people even showed an expression of disbelief.

Because the aura exuded by this young man was... the incarnation of the spirit!

When did such a young god appear on the Hetu grassland? !

At this time, a shaman in the middle stage of Nascent Soul looked at the young man's face, seemed to have thought of something, and exclaimed.

"You...you are Senior Chi Xuan?!"

"Um?"

Chi Xuan was startled, turned his head and looked, with a look of surprise on his face, and said with a smile: "I remember you, Fellow Taoist Zhixu of the Xuannian Department. It has been a hundred years since we last said goodbye!"

"It's really you!"

Zhixu said in surprise. At the same time, some tribesmen in the tent remembered the character Chi Xuan.

Although Chi Xuan kept a low profile, he had been on the grassland for more than a thousand years, so it was impossible for him not to interact with other people.

But what they didn't expect was that the young man whose cultivation level was far lower than or on par with them would turn out to be a god when they met again!

Things are really unpredictable!

At this time, an unpleasant voice came, interrupting the politeness between Chi Xuan and his old friends.

I saw Gurkha sneer and said: "Haha, little friend Chi Xuan is really a young genius. He broke through the realm of god transformation at the age of 1,500. I really envy me. Old lady, when I was your age, I was still I’m working hard to break through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul! I’m afraid it won’t take more than a thousand years for you to reach the legendary realm of refining, right?”

Chi Xuan seemed as if he didn't hear the sting in Gurkha's words, and just smiled without being humble or condescending: "It's just a fluke, and how difficult is it to attack the void? In the entire grassland, it is estimated that only Genghis Khan has that kind of strength and foundation. I’m still far behind!”

Having said that, Chi Xuan's expression was very indifferent, revealing a different kind of confidence everywhere.

"hehe……"

Gurkha laughed and then stopped talking.

Then Chi Xuan turned to Lan Shan Khan and saluted, greeting: "Senior Lan, you are welcome and well!"

Lanshan Khan looked Chi Xuan up and down, nodded, and said in appreciation: "Well, good job!"

Seeing Lanshan Khan's words like this, others didn't know that not only did Lanshan Khan and Chi Xuan know each other, but their relationship was probably even better than they imagined!

Then the three of them walked into the tent, sat calmly behind the golden table, and exchanged cups, feeling very happy for a while.

Step on

At this moment, the sound of footsteps came.

Everyone's hearts moved, and they looked back towards the door of the sweat tent.

I saw a beautiful girl with a hot figure wearing a gorgeous robe walking towards her, and behind her, there was an old man holding a wooden staff.

This old man was familiar to everyone present.

It is none other than He Qu, the only shaman in the God Transformation Realm of the Heshan tribe, who is in the middle stage of God Transformation!

However, at this moment, this old man who had been famous in Hetu Grassland for a long time was following the woman respectfully like a bodyguard, not daring to go any further!

Obviously this female cultivator's cultivation level is far lower than his!

But no one present had any opinions.

Because they all know this female nun.

It is precisely the saint who is inferior to one person in the Mongolian tribe and superior to tens of millions of people - Uzhina!

It's just... they remember that Wu Zhina broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm not long ago, right? Why is it now at its peak? !

Thinking back to the information, it was revealed that Uzhina was originally from a small tribe, and before the Mongolian tribe entered the Shadow Wolf Valley, her cultivation level could not even be considered a golden elixir.

The hearts of all the Nascent Souls present suddenly felt hot.

Could it be that...that Genghis Khan had any means that could improve the cultivation of others?

Uzhina's appearance also attracted the attention of the three gods in the center of the sweat tent, but when they saw He Qu following behind her, they all couldn't help but frown.

A look of displeasure appeared on his face.

In their view, it was a shame that He Qu, a shaman in the middle stage of divine transformation, should succumb to a peak Nascent Soul!

Even if this Uzhina is one person below ten thousand people in the Mongolian tribe, she still represents the will of Genghis Khan, and she must not override and ride on their heads!

After Uzhina and He Qu reached the center of the sweat tent, He Qu took the initiative to salute Uzhina, and then came to sit behind a gold case on the side.

Gurkha on the side snorted coldly when he saw this, and his expression did not hide his disgust for He Qu, but He Qu acted as if he didn't see it, sitting with his eyes, nose, nose and heart in mind.

Uzhina said calmly and generously: "Uzhina, I have met four seniors! Welcome all fellow Taoists to take time out of your busy schedule to come to my Mongolian tribe to appreciate the treasures together!"

Before Uzhina could finish her words, Gurkha interrupted and said: "Haha... Temujin is so grand. The four of us came here on behalf of the Four Divisions, but they only sent a little girl from the Nascent Soul Realm. Come and receive!”

Gurkha's words are full of gunpowder.

But Uzhina just said calmly: "The Great Khan has many things to do. For today's treasure appreciation meeting, the Great Khan has to prepare a treasure of sufficient weight for the finale. Please be patient and calm, the Gorkha Shaman." !”

However, before he finished speaking, Gurkha said angrily: "Did I allow you, a lowly servant, to speak?"

boom! ! ! ! !

As soon as the words fell, a mountain-like pressure suddenly released, crushing Uzhina like a mountain!

Gurkha suddenly took action, unleashing his peak power without reservation. Even if there was the suppression of the Great Holy Banner in the Khan's tent, he could not stop it at all!

Even if Uzhina's cultivation reached the peak of Nascent Soul, she would be seriously injured on the spot if she was touched by Gurkha!

However, Uzhina's expression did not waver at all.

The whole person seemed to be frightened and stood there blankly.

However, just when Gurkha's pressure was about to fall on Wujina, a cold snort sounded.

Hum!

Boom———

There was a loud bang in the void, and Gurkha's face suddenly turned pale, clenching his teeth tightly, as if he was enduring something.

And the faces of everyone in the Khan's tent also changed.

Lanshan Khan and Chi Xuan frowned even more.

In front of Wujina, a tall and straight silver-haired young man with a sense of Xuanting appeared at some point and wiped out all the pressure released by Gurkha!

"Gurkha, you are so brave!"

The young man snorted coldly.

Then the young man took a step in the direction of Gurkha, and the space in the Khan's tent suddenly became as sticky as a quagmire.

The space where Gurkha was located was distorted, so that Gurkha could no longer bear it and spit out a mouthful of blood. He pushed down the golden case in front of him with a face as white as gold paper, fell to the ground in embarrassment, and fell at Zhang Wei's feet.

For a moment, all the guests in the sweat tent were speechless!