Lanshan Snow

The young master of the first family in Dongzhou is not too unfamiliar with desolate beasts.

After all, the souls and bones of the top heavenly soldiers in Xianmen all come from wild beasts.

Materials such as wild animal hides, horns, bones, etc., can no longer be bid for gold in Dongzhou Bank, but are directly bid for spar veins.The high price is related to the ferocity and rarity of wild beasts.Now in the Twelve Continents, except for the Xizhou Extreme Plains, most of the wild beasts have disappeared.

Only the special environment of the snow field preserved them.

When they first arrived in the snowfield, the flying boat crashed, Hongfeng who caught the young master, and the mammoth who lived and coexisted with the Tule tribe were among them.In addition, there are a large number of desolate beasts left in the snow field. Because of their violent temperament and bloodthirsty, they are also called fierce beasts.

They are a great challenge to survive in the snow field.

This is the origin of the Hero King Kurunzaar's request for the unity of all tribes and tribes.During the ice season, when there is a shortage of food, fierce beasts will attack the camps where herdsmen gather, overturn the fences, and slaughter cattle, horses and sheep.Once the warriors of the tribe are not united, they will be unable to deal with the attack of the fierce beast, and their accounts will be destroyed.

Some small tribes, with a total population of less than [-] to [-] tents, could hardly resist the attack of wild beasts alone.

They would unite neighboring tribes and form a small alliance.For example, the "Chanan Thirteen Tribes" composed of Qingmamubu and some small tribes in the southern area of ​​Chama Basin.These allied small tribes usually disperse and graze separately, and when the ice season comes, they will move eastward together.

The "Gesa Song" recorded in "Si Fang Zhi" is:

A warrior, a steed, can never stand alone against a terrifying beast.

Quickly join your brothers and sisters, let's take bows and spears together.

Wizard Ketule obviously couldn't have an assistant in the secret cave.

No wonder the Thule tribe has sealed the secret cave for so many years, and it has never been opened since Kurunzaar... Yes, bloodthirsty and violent beasts can no longer pose a threat to the current Thule chief witch, but he lived alone in the What about the boy in the dark cave?There can be no natural warriors in this world.

Some are just fighting and struggling one after another.

"...What happens to those who fail?" After hesitating for a moment, Qiu Bodeng hugged Wizard Thule's neck and asked in a low voice.

Wizard Thule replied calmly: "Sacrifice."

Qiu Bodeng was startled.

Then he understood what he meant: if the selected child cannot climb out of the secret cave alive, then he is not a natural shaman, but a sacrifice offered by the tribe to wild beasts—just like in the ancient barbaric era, people The defeated captives were nailed to the trunk and dedicated to the mountain god.

The fire shines on the stone wall.

Moss-covered statues of primordial moments have blurred faces, between gods and demons.The golden lacquer of the painted murals glows, somewhere between scripture and curse.

Primitive and brutal, bloody and holy.

This is the law of survival in Xueyuan, revealing the brutal style of a long narrative epic.

Qiu Bodeng thought of Wizard Thule's dark scars, and remembered him sitting naked under the firelight, like a pale rock polished by wind and snow. It seems to be used to it, accepting hardships and hardships like the tribes in the snowfield accept the wind and snow.

"But I don't like it," Qiu Bodeng buried his head in front of his lover, "It has killed you so many times... so many times. If you don't come out alive, where can I find my Aluo? , where is my Hu Gecuo?"

He whispered a number, and the Thule wizard stopped.

The young man was pressed against his neck, and the weak airflow from his breath, like feathers, fell on the cold and firm muscles like marble, warm and hot... The confusion and daze again and again, Alan didn't know when, he remembered clearly. The scars—he is not the only one who has sunk.

Qiu Bodeng was quiet for a while, then said:

"I want to do something, Arlo."

The grotto was silent.

Only a few young and firm voices remained.

The torch of the altar was blazing, illuminating the blue veins on the back of the cold hand of the Thule wizard—he stood in place, clutching his Alan tightly, almost as if he wanted to crush Alan alive into himself. in the flesh and blood.But Qiu Bodeng surrounded him, with his face pressed against his heart, and he could clearly feel the tough muscles under the fabric.

And violent to terrible heartbeat.

After a long silence, Wizard Thule turned his face.

"Don't refuse me, A Luo," the bright red fire haloed on the young man's delicate face, his obsidian eyes were extremely clear, "I want to do something for you too."

The Thule wizard didn't say a word, he pressed his calloused fingertips on the lips that said those words, grinding them back and forth.

Then he kissed heavily.

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The mountains and rivers of Xizhou are broken, and the terrain slopes from northwest to southeast. Once it crosses the Sodamno River, the terrain suddenly rises.The mountains are like a keel arched from the ground, holding up a huge, white, plateau high up.This blank plateau, on the map, is like a holy land guarded by dragons.

When the first airship arrived at the extreme plain, when it rose from the horizon, the monks standing on the deck heard their own and others' amazement almost at the same time.

So beautiful!It's spectacular!

The rays of the sun come from the sky, and the majestic picture scroll is paved in front of everyone in an instant!Expand!

The blizzard blew across the mountains, and was cut into a piece of flowing white dust by the jagged ridges, like huge snow-white veils draped over the mountains, undulating and rolling with the strong wind.The red sun turns sideways, pours down, and sprays thinly, plating and dyeing them one by one into gold, red, and orange.Colliding with the dark rocks.

The sky and the earth are incomparably high, the world is incomparably huge, and the mountains and the red sun carry the eternal holiness and majesty.

They stand there.

The same as ever.

"It's truly the greatest spectacle in the world. Majestic! Magnificent!" A patriarch stood on the deck of the flying boat, looking at the mountains bathed in red clouds, and it took him a long time to recover, "It's indeed a pure land..."

Yes, pure land.

Snowfield is a pure land that countless families have dreamed about for hundreds of years.

The smugglers are their vanguard and their temptation. After there is no more blank space in the Eleventh Continent of Middle-earth to fight for, all eyes are gathered here, anxious, coveted, and urgent.Since 200 years ago, the Xianmen family has been preparing for the prelude to the snow field.

——New land, new treasures, new veins!

New life!

Aristocratic family, a huge family is like a monster dragging its heavy steps to climb a mountain, devouring all the people, trees, and beasts it passes along the way.Use this to get an upward impetus - eat!Eat without stopping!It has to eat non-stop, and roll up non-stop. As long as there is a pause, any fairy family will roll down the hillside due to this terrifying self-weight, and fall to pieces.

No one dared to stay, no one dared to stop, they all expanded outward like crazy, climbed up, and swallowed all the resources they could find.

Where else can I eat?

The Patriarch is thinking, the clan elders are thinking, the clan disciples are thinking, thinking all the time.

Immortals have already eaten up, casual cultivators have almost eaten up, mortals have already swallowed bones and dregs, mountains have eaten up, water has been eaten up, and there is not much open space left.If you want to eat any more, you can only kill each other-how terrible!Cannibalism!How inconsistent with benevolence and righteousness!

it's good now.

Finally, there is a new place to drink.

Wouldn't it be a pity not to eat a perfect untamed land?

"Such a majestic place is stolen by a group of barbarians who have not yet transformed. It is simply a waste of everything." Another Patriarch waved his order without taking his eyes off it.

The flying boat lowered immediately.

The first huge family flag woven with silk and grosgrain was inserted into the top of the snow-capped mountain, followed by the second, and the third... The families who arrived first rushed to beat their own family emblems into the snow to serve as mark.In a blink of an eye, flags of various colors descended from the sky, fluctuating in the wind,

After clearing all obstacles, they can become a reference for dividing the snow field.

It is different from the urgency of the small family for fear of being one step behind.

Except for the Fufeng Qiu clan in Dongzhou, eleven big clans entered Xizhou at the same time.But they were not in a hurry to enter the snowfield, or even to approach the Longling Mountains in a hurry.The huge fleet of big boats was suspended beyond the snow line—they didn't care who planted the family flag on the snow mountain first, after all, the final dividing power was in their hands.

The dark red wooden kites rested on the windshield of the huge boat, like a flock of crows recharging their energy.

The heads of the various families watched from the sidelines unhurriedly, watching from a distance, and only sent a few scouting wooden kites to accompany the small families into the snowfield - the time for them to appear on the scene was to wait until the specific impact of the cold wave and lack of spiritual energy was ascertained.

Throwing stones for directions.

Bootlegger caravans and affiliated families are the stones they cast.

Compared with those impatient little families, their eating looks a little more refined.After each letter was sealed, they flew into the snowy field and brought with them the elegantly worded "Shuangyuan Mutual Benefits" book.

The red clouds gradually faded from the top of the mountains, and when the sun gradually rose, the first batch of prepared families crossed the Longling mountains.

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The muffled rumbling sound rolled deep underground, and the mountain turned into a giant dragon, stretching its huge and incomparable body.Brilliant rays of light travel through the ground.All the painted murals on the walls of the dense cave lighted up at the same time, as if all the shamans and wizards from ancient times to the present woke up at the same time and exerted their strength at the same time.

The scriptures echoed, and the rocks moved.

A ray of sky light descended from overhead, splitting the darkness that has existed since ancient times.

The strong wind blew the dark black sleeves of the Tule wizard.

Little by little, he pushed away the closed mountains, the muscles of his strong forearms were tense, and the shoulder blades on his back were raised due to the force.As the light of the sky fell, roars of desire for blood and fight echoed in the underground cavern.Every roar is deafening.

At a certain point, the Thule wizard gave a sharp push.

Boom!

The mountain is completely open!

As the wind howled, a huge and ferocious primordial beast followed closely behind an extremely dazzling red kite, roaring, rushing out of the darkness.

The beasts came out of their nests, and the Thule wizard looked up.

The silver-grey pupils imprinted the red kite in the sky.

"...Ah Luo." In the cold and silent grotto, the boy's pupils reflected the firelight, "I have never understood why profit can be called righteousness, and why black can be called white. There are so many things that I can't think of all the time. I understand. But now, I don't want to think about it anymore. I just want to do one thing - you gave me a cloak studded with totems, and I want to give you one too."

"Let me shoot down all the uninvited guests who fly into the snow field for you, and let me use their family crest to make you a coronation suit."

"--only for you."