Tomb Robber: I, Chen Yulou, am dedicated to cultivating immortality!

The wizard had a hoarse voice and a thick accent, which sounded unclear.

But there was no doubt that he was speaking Chinese.

This time, not only Chen Yulou and the other four were surprised.

Even Poli, who was standing beside him with his head bowed, could not hide his surprise.

He grew up in the village, but in his memory, the wizard lived alone in the house most of the time, except when he appeared at sacrifices to gods and heavens and was needed to preside over them.

He suddenly pushed the door open.

It was far beyond his expectations.

Not to mention the fact that he can speak Chinese.

Seeing that the atmosphere seemed a little solemn, Po Li took a deep breath and hurriedly explained.

"Master Wizard, Brother Chen and his companions are merchants traveling from the interior to the Western Regions, because..."

just.

He hasn't finished a sentence yet.

The old man glanced over quietly.

It was just a light glance, but for a moment, Poli, who was known for his bravery and fighting skills in the tribe, felt a strong sense of oppression as if a mountain was pressing down on his head.

It was very cold and sweat was dripping down my forehead.

He lowered his head and dared not say another word.

"My name is Chen Yulou, nice to meet you, Kamu!"

Seeing this, Chen Yulou clasped his fists, bowed, and said calmly.

Kamu is a respectful title for shaman in Turkic.

Seeing that he actually understood Turkic, the old man's eyes became even deeper.

"Jade Tower and Golden Palace, what a good name."

"But you haven't answered me yet. Where are you from?"

See him ask again.

Chen Yulou couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. Although he had judged countless people, he couldn't see through the old man in front of him at this moment.

However, after hesitating for a moment, he still spoke.

"I came from Xiangyin."

"Xiangyin?"

The old wizard nodded.

I don't know whether he knows it or has never heard of it.

But the sudden silence made Chen Yulou feel indescribably depressed, and he couldn't help but ask, "May I ask Kamu, what does the God of Fire mean?"

"Everything in the world has a spirit, including the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, wind, rain, thunder, lightning, and... water and fire."

"The God of Fire is naturally the god who controls fire."

The old wizard explained calmly.

At the same time, the voice changed.

Those eyes, which were eerily calm, looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

"You have the aura of the God of Fire, but Xiangyin... I have never heard of this place. Can you tell me why?"

fire?

The spirit of the God of Fire? !

When Chen Yulou caught these key words, his heart suddenly moved.

It was like an epiphany.

In an instant, he suddenly understood what the old wizard meant.

In the shamanistic belief, in addition to the concepts of soul and ghosts, the most amazing thing is the worship of nature, ancestral gods and living beings.

Naturally, not in the broad sense.

Instead, they worship fire, mountains, the sun, moon, stars, wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

In shamanism, fire comes from heaven and is regarded as the most sacred, clean and intimate thing. Fire can cleanse all filth, drive away demons and tell fortunes.

So much so that any religious ceremony cannot be separated from fire.

Every sacrifice must first be offered to the God of Fire.

When they met before, the old wizard said that he had the aura of the god of fire. Chen Yulou didn't react at that time and just thought it was some kind of shamanism.

It was only after he mentioned it several times that he finally understood.

Fire actually refers to the breath left by Luofu.

Luofu belongs to the Phoenix family, and the Phoenix fire is one of the most amazing flames in the world.

It can slay demons, drive away evil spirits and eliminate evil spirits. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a divine fire.

Luofu was with him all day, so it was inevitable that he would be contaminated.

However, the old wizard never expected this. He just sensed the pure fire and determined it was the energy of the God of Fire, so he pushed the door open in a hurry.

"It seems... you have thought of it."

Although it was only for a moment, Chen Yulou concealed the change in his eyes very well, but the old wizard's terrifying ability still surprised him a little.

“There are some speculations.”

Seeing that he had opened his mouth to point it out, Chen Yulou had no intention of hiding it and nodded calmly.

"Have you seen the God of Fire?"

Hear this.

An indescribable excitement appeared on the old wizard's thin, bloodless face.

As a believer of the gods.

His greatest wish in this life is to see the gods with his own eyes.

"Kham is joking."

"Chen is a Han Chinese. This is my first time to enter the Western Regions. If I hadn't met you today, I would probably never have known about the existence of the God of Fire, let alone seen him."

Chen Yulou shook his head.

Hearing this, the old wizard, who was originally full of expectations, suddenly looked dim.

But Chen Yulou followed with a sentence.

It also made him subconsciously feel a little suspicious.

"However, before I came here, I once entered a hundred-foot-high fire cave in Xiangyin. I wonder if this has anything to do with it?"

"Underground fire?"

"Yes."

The old wizard frowned slightly.

He had never been out of the Western Regions and the Northern Desert, let alone entered the Han territory.

Even the story of underground fire is just hearsay.

For a moment, he didn't dare to confirm whether this was the reason.

Seeing him lost in thought, Chen Yulou, who had unknowingly become the host, bowed and said, "I haven't asked for your advice yet."

"I am Azhiya."

The old wizard didn't think much about it and responded casually.

Azhiya.

Chen Yulou nodded and silently memorized the name.

As they were talking, the door of another mud house not far away was opened, and an old man with gray hair and wearing a traditional Turkic long felt robe walked out.

"I've met the clan leader."

Hearing the noise, Poli finally dared to look up and bowed respectfully to the visitor.

"Po Li is back, what did you gain from this trip?"

Compared to the gloomy and unpredictable wizard Azhiya, the clan leader is obviously much gentler, and his hearty laughter is full of concern.

"A total of fifteen sand wolves were hunted."

"However, Brother Chen helped to hunt the wolf and gave it to our tribe."

Pauli finally had the chance to speak.

He did not hide anything and briefly recounted what had happened during the hunting in the sand sea.

It was only mentioned when Chen Yulou and his group were about to cross the black desert.

Not only the clan leader, but even Azhiya, who was still immersed in the source of the fire, had an incredible look on his face.

"Crossing the Black Desert at this time of year?"

The clan leader glanced at the few people with suspicion, as if they still had some hope, and couldn't help but remind them.

Unfortunately, Chen Yulou still nodded.

"Yes, I came to the city to see you two, and I have an unwelcome request."

"You kid, are you interested in Boli and want him to take you across the Black Desert?"

He just finished speaking.

Azhiya smiled coldly.

"Yes, I can't hide it from Senior Kamu. I really admire Brother Boli's skills along the way."

"Before we set out from Kunmo City that day, Shopkeeper Wu also told me that in the entire Western Regions, only the Uighurs on the shore of Yuhai have the ability to cross the Black Desert."

Chen Yulou looked indifferent.

The words were flawless.

Even Azhiya was unable to refute for a moment.

"If everything goes well, it will take at least half a month to cross the Black Desert. Poli is a brave warrior in our tribe, and his skills are indeed beyond reproach. But if he leaves and encounters an unexpected enemy attack, how can the tribe agree to this?"

Different from Azhiya who is straightforward.

The patriarch obviously thinks more and sees further.

The problem was pointed out immediately.

"Then may I ask, Patriarch, is there a better candidate among the nobles?"

Chen Yulou didn't care. What he wanted was an experienced guide who could take them safely across the Sand Nest. It didn't matter whether this person was Po Li or not.

"Brother Chen, this question hits the nail on the head."

The clan leader suddenly chuckled, with a hint of mystery and amusement in his expression.

"Among our Uighur tribe, no one knows more about the Black Desert than Azhiya."

"Senior Azhiya?"

This answer was something Chen Yulou had never imagined.

After all, the Black Desert is known as the land abandoned by the gods, and he is a wizard serving the gods.

There is inherent contradiction between the two.

However, when he looked over with an incredulous gaze, he could see that Azhiya's old face was indeed filled with pride.

"Brother Chen, you don't know that shamans not only serve the gods, but also perform divination, exorcism and witchcraft. Apart from divination, exorcism and witchcraft, they all require the use of witchcraft."

"And the magic drum and staff used in witchcraft must be made of a sacred tree, which only exists in the Black Desert."

"So, does Brother Chen understand?"

The patriarch explained softly.

Chen Yulou and others subconsciously looked at the Dharma drum on Azhiya's waist.

It is somewhat similar to the Kro drum used by Xigumoba for divination.

However, the skin covering the drumhead is not human skin.

But cattle, sheep, camels or other wild beasts.

But most of their attention was focused on the drum stand.

From the material exposed outside, it is obviously wood, but it is black in color, the wood texture is clearly visible, and there is a hint of gold.

This undoubtedly adds a bit of mystery to it.

"Sacred tree?"

Chen Yulou was knowledgeable, but he had never seen this kind of tree.

Subconsciously, he glanced at Partridge Whistle beside him.

The latter also frowned slightly.

"Then I wonder if we can ask Senior Kamu to come out of the mountain?"

Chen Yulou withdrew his gaze and was not polite at all.

There are such good candidates.

Of course you can't miss it.

Ah Zhiya frowned, "How dare you ask that? I am so old, why should I go to the Black Desert with you?"

"Since the clan leader has said so, Chen will naturally give it a try."

His reaction was understandable.

Judging from Azhiya’s age, he is at least past 50 and almost sixty.

It is not easy to go out at this age, let alone the extremely dangerous Black Desert. Now it is the snowy season. Once you enter it, your life or death is unpredictable.

"Don't even think about it, kid. The Spring Farming Festival will begin in a month. I will be responsible for offering sacrifices to the gods. Unless you are willing to wait, I will not leave during this period of time."

Azhiya shook his head.

As the only wizard in the tribe.

All sacrificial and blessing activities cannot be separated from him.

What's more, if anyone in the tribe fell ill or needed divination, he would have to do it himself.

The key is.

It has been more than ten years since he last entered the Black Desert to look for the sacred tree. Now he is old and has difficulty walking, so he is unable to do so even if he wants to.

"In that case."

Chen Yulou still had no intention of giving up.

Took a step back.

"Then could Senior Kamu please give us some pointers and draw a route map for us?"

"it's useless."

Azhiya immediately understood the hidden meaning in his words.

He waved his hand dismissively.

"The reason why the black desert is so scary is that it is always moving, especially when the sandstorm comes, it can bury all the roads in an instant."

“When you get into it, it all depends on experience and improvisation.”

"This……"

Hear what he said.

The five people in the group all looked unhappy.

It was as if there was an invisible haze shrouding my heart.

"Besides this, is there no other way?"

Partridge Whistle did not give up and asked again.

"If you are determined to go, I have a candidate."

Seeing that the group was so determined, the clan leader hesitated for a long time before speaking.

"Please give me some advice, Chief..."

Partridge Whistle's heart moved and he asked hurriedly.

However, before he could finish his sentence, Azhiya seemed to have thought of something, and a rare hint of annoyance and determination appeared in his deep eyes.

"No."

"Wutuo, I know what you are thinking, but she absolutely cannot do that."

"You are already a sinner punished by God. Once you enter the land abandoned by God, a single mistake will lead to disaster."

Azhiya's face was gloomy and he said in a cold voice.

God punishes sinners?

heard this title.

Curiosity flashed in everyone's eyes.

Chen Yulou subconsciously glanced at Poli who was standing behind the clan leader and the wizard.

But the latter also looked confused at this moment.

I actually had no idea who I was talking about.

Seeing this, Chen Yulou couldn't help but become more and more suspicious. After being together for such a long time, although A Zhiya seemed indifferent, he was not really like that. This was the first time he saw him so angry.

"Oona made a mistake, but she has not been forgiven by the gods."

"She has been confined to reflect on her sins for so many years. This trip should be seen as a way for her to make amends for her sins."

"Do you want her to be locked up in that damn place for the rest of her life?"

Azhiya couldn't hide his anger.

Unexpectedly, the patriarch, who had always behaved so gently, would not give in at this moment.

A series of words made Ah Zhiya speechless.

In the end, he could only grit his teeth and waved his sleeves angrily, "I have absolutely no such intention, but if anything goes wrong, the blame will be all on you, Wutuo, and it has nothing to do with me, Azhiya."

Throw down a sentence.

Azhiya said no more, turned around and returned to his residence.

Not long after.

There was a bang of a door closing.

Chen Yulou didn't expect that a person he had never met would cause such a big gap between the two of them.

"Ignore him. He might be secretly happy now."

The patriarch smiled and waved his hand.

He doesn't seem to care at all.

"Hey, Chief, what's the matter with that person you are talking about? Chen is just looking for a guide on this trip. Please don't cause any conflicts because of this."

The clan leader's words made Kunlun, Yang Fang and the old foreigner look at each other in bewilderment.

But he keenly sensed something unusual from it.

See him and ask.

Not only Partridge Whistle and his companions, but even Bo Li looked over subconsciously.

"It's a long story."

The patriarch Wutuo sighed deeply.

Pointing in the direction they came from.

Signal them to talk while walking.

He walked all the way to a position several dozen steps away from the earthen house and the altar.

The clan leader then stopped and spoke slowly to the few people.

"Oona is not actually someone else, but...Azhiya's daughter!"

"Wha...what?!"

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Even Chen Yulou was a little confused.

It would be a shame not to write a script for this twist.

Who the hell could have imagined that Azhiya, who was so indignant and furious just now, was actually the father of Una, the sinner punished by God and the unforgivable sinner?

Chen Yulou frowned.

The first partition I saw when entering the city came to my mind again.

Two high city walls separate an uninhabited area, which is called the underworld.

Now looking back.

It looks like a prison no matter how you look at it.

"So, she was cast down to the underworld to be punished because she blasphemed the gods?"