Barbarian Throne

"The elders of Tanya Temple are all dictators, and they gave me the title of an elder without even asking a question!" Zhang Debiao complained in his heart.

The elders may have some evil intentions in making him the new elder. In recent days, many people from southern Xinjiang have come to the temple for assessment. They are all masters of various tribes, and many of them are the first warriors of various tribes. There were only six elders in the temple and there were not enough manpower, so he was asked to take over and become an elder.

Tu Meng Maitreya was also wondering in his heart, who didn't covet the position of temple elder, but this boy was the only one who seemed to be hiding away as if it would cost him his life.

Fortunately, Elder Tumeng saw that he wanted to refuse, so he quickly came up with another trump card and used the temple's most profound martial arts to seduce him.

The Great Elder has already seen that this little barbarian is a complete martial arts idiot. His power and status are nothing to him, and only martial arts can interest him.

"There are more profound martial arts in the temple?" Zhang Debiao was refreshed and suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Elder Tumeng and others when he came last year. He couldn't help but said suspiciously: "Great Elder, didn't you say you didn't hide anything? ? Why did another martial arts suddenly appear?"

Tu Meng Maitreya's face turned red, he hesitated for a long time, then suddenly became furious, gave him a few chestnuts, and said angrily: "Are you going to learn or not?"

"study!"

Zhang Debiao nodded quickly, followed Elder Tumeng out of the temple, walked towards the back mountain, and after several twists and turns, reached the valley. The valley was extremely quiet, with only one towering tree, its branches and leaves covering the sky and the sun, which were far more luxuriant than the trees outside the valley.

Walking to the center of the valley, I saw a huge emerald-colored magic shield appearing in front of me, covering the land with a radius of three or four miles. This magic shield faintly exuded the breath of life magic, which is why the plants in the valley are so lush.

Zhang Debiao couldn't help but marveled that the people of southern Xinjiang were born unable to use magic, but in the holy mountain of the barbarians, such an extremely huge magic shield appeared, which can't help but make people full of daydreams.

Elder Tumeng smiled and said: "This is the real temple. The most profound martial arts of our Southern Xinjiang barbarians are hidden here. This magic shield has a magical effect. Only the blood of Southern Xinjiang people can enter it, otherwise it will be Even the Sword Master and the Holy Magister can’t get in! In the war years, this is also our last refuge in southern Xinjiang.”

The two passed through this huge magic shield, and Zhang Debiao couldn't help but let out a sigh. He saw two huge statues standing in the center of the magic shield, a hundred meters high, and a heavy sense of oppression suddenly hit his face.

Of these two statues, the one on the left is the goddess Tanya, the belief of the barbarians, while the one on the right is the belief of the barbarian wizards, the goddess of life.

At the foot of the Statue of the Goddess of Life is the Altar of Life. It is said that the goddess took pity on the barbarians who had no magic talent, so she sent down miracles so that the barbarians could use their powerful power in exchange for life magic through power sacrifices to treat the illnesses of the people in southern Xinjiang. .

In the Sunset Forest, basically every village has its own wizard. They are all selfless elders. It is they who dedicate their strength and exchange life magic from the altar of life to keep the pain away from the people of southern Xinjiang.

Zhang Debiao looked at the altar of life carefully and saw that it was covered with various runes, which turned out to be one of the twelve magical beast runes. He thought to himself: "Bullshit miracles, our ancestors of the barbarians also learned the magic stick." Yes, this altar is clearly a giant magic circle for bloodline transformation! It seems that our temple in southern Xinjiang also has information on the twelve magic beast runes!"

As for the foot of the statue of goddess Tanya, there is a dragon turtle prostrate. This dragon turtle is more than ten meters high, has a turtle shell with a radius of 100 meters, has the head of an evil dragon, opens its huge mouth, and is full of sharp teeth, making it look extremely vicious. The turtle's back carries a towering statue of the goddess.

Only then did Zhang Debiao notice that this huge magic shield actually emanated from the dragon turtle, continuously supplying magic power.

"Is this dragon turtle a living creature?"

He looked carefully and found that the dragon turtle had been dead for an unknown period of time, with only a turtle shell left. He was horrified in his heart: "Oh my God! This dragon turtle must have been a holy-level monster when he was alive... No! It is far more than a holy-level monster. , I am afraid it has reached the legendary level, otherwise it would not still exude such terrifying magic power after death!"

Zhang Debiao's space ring also contains the skull of a holy silver-moon giant wolf. The two wolf eyes in the skull still exude magic power, but compared with this dragon turtle, they are simply nothing!

"This dragon turtle was the mount of a legendary senior of our Southern Xinjiang barbarians in ancient times. The dragon turtle was buried here by that senior after his death." Elder Tumeng Maitreya said leisurely: "Speaking of which, our Southern Xinjiang barbarians are the best. This is the birthplace of fighting spirit in the world, because barbaric energy is our innate skill, and we are born with fighting spirit in its original form. In ancient times, when magic was at its peak, several talented characters appeared in Tanya Temple, bringing fighting spirit to other races. This creates a situation where fighting spirit and magic are competing against each other. It’s ridiculous that the races outside think that fighting spirit was created by them!”

Zhang Debiao was extremely shocked. The barbarians in southern Xinjiang turned out to be the birthplace of fighting spirit. Nothing is more shocking than this news!

But if you think about it carefully, it is a matter of course that the barbarians in southern Xinjiang invented fighting spirit, because barbaric energy is their innate skill, and it itself is a primitive form of fighting spirit.

Then Zhang Debiao gently shook his head. Although the barbarians in southern Xinjiang are the birthplace of fighting spirit, it is other races that really carry forward fighting spirit. However, fighting spirit is gradually declining among the barbarians in southern Xinjiang. This is a fact that no one can deny, otherwise The Longmeng Baoxiang Jue, a fighting spirit technique created by the barbarians, will not be the only one on the list of wonderful fighting qi.

Elder Tumeng walked to the huge mouth of the dragon turtle and said to Zhang Debiao: "Aman, the belly of this dragon turtle is the true martial arts holy place of our southern Xinjiang barbarians. Throughout the ages, a total of twelve fighting saints have left their mark in it. The most profound martial arts. Only the elders of the barbarians have the opportunity to enter and understand it. But not everyone can understand the martial arts of Dou Sheng. For example, Elder Titan did not understand it when he came back, and he even vomited blood after he came back. Not only that, I was completely lost and stupid, and it took half a year for me to return to normal! If you feel something is wrong, don’t force yourself and get out of it immediately, do you understand?”

Zhang Debiao nodded and asked curiously: "Great Elder, have you been in there too? Have you learned anything?"

Elder Tumeng smiled proudly: "I am not an idiot like Titan. Of course I can understand the essence of the saint's martial arts. Otherwise, how could I become the chief elder of the temple?"

"Great Elder, you are so awesome!" Zhang Debiao said sincerely.

Great Elder Tumeng watched him walk into the dragon turtle's huge mouth and couldn't help but burst into tears: "I haven't even realized that the old Titan has laughed at me for thirty years..."

At this time, Elder Titan slowly appeared behind him and said in a deep voice: "Aman went in?"

"In."

"Is it too early for him to go in now?" Elder Titan couldn't help but said: "Now he is in the period of rapid progress. If he doesn't comprehend anything, wouldn't his martial arts plummet and it will be difficult to make any progress in the future? Tu Meng Maitreya , you are too impulsive!"

"How long has it been since we barbarians saw a Fighting Saint?"

Elder Tumeng asked and said helplessly: "From the founding of the Zhou Dynasty to the present, for three hundred years, the last Dou Sage was the Dazhu Kingdom of the Black Banner Forbidden Army. There has not been a Dou Sage for three hundred years. Forest The foreign races have long ignored our southern Xinjiang barbarians, and the Dazhu Kingdom was the culprit who split our southern Xinjiang barbarians. They established the five main barbarian cities outside the forest and took away most of the weapons from the temple. Even Longmeng Baoxiang was taken away by him! How many people from southern Xinjiang in the city take the temple seriously?"

Elder Titan shook his head and said, "Even so, you are too impatient."

"Are you not in a hurry?" Elder Tumeng sighed and said, "Didn't you hear what Aman said? The grasslands have begun to be unified. After the grasslands are unified, they will definitely move eastward! And the royal family of the Northern Zhou Dynasty has now become a pile of waste, and the nobles have become They only know how to eat, drink, have fun and whore women, and Nanming is also ready to start a war. In a few years, war will soon come. If our southern Xinjiang barbarians don’t have a master who has reached the sky, they will definitely end up being exterminated! Races are destroyed in this way, such as the Titans..."

The two elders stood next to the dragon turtle's huge mouth, looking at the deep passage and saying nothing for a long time.

"Today, our barbarians in southern Xinjiang are too weak compared to the era of talented people three hundred years ago. We are in great need of a fighting saint... Although the martial arts in Dragon Turtle cannot make Aman soar to the sky, but at the lowest level You can show him what a fighting saint is!"

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