Chapter 259 Nadam Festival and the Gate of Miracles
About the things outside the tower.
Zong Shen was completely unaware.
With his temperament, he wouldn't care about these issues.
His goal was simple: to reach the top.
So I was able to truly focus on my work.
In hell, there is no suppression of the luck of the Ten Thousand Gods Continent.
Zong Shen felt like a fish in water and everything went smoothly for him.
Being able to obtain the Chaos Immortal Vine is an incredible fortune.
Speaking of which, if Zong Shen was not a man of great luck, he would not have been equipped with the system and traveled to the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods.
When he was in the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods, the Fate Curse not only locked down his cultivation level.
It also affects his luck.
There is little gain from going out for experience.
No opportunity has come yet.
If you encounter a disaster, there is no benefit in breaking it.
Instead, it affected the holy land of Tianzong that he founded.
It affected his several wives, his descendants, and his proud disciples, all of whom died in the disaster.
This is the fundamental reason why Zong Shen chose to live in seclusion at Qingtian Peak and sign in for 100,000 years.
If it weren't for the changes in the laws of nature in the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods, Zong Shen would have definitely been in big trouble the moment he was born.
Even the descendants of the Tianzong Holy Land and the monsters in the millions of immortal mountains who have anything to do with Zong Shen will be in big trouble.
In hell, his luck was completely revived, but the curse chain in his body that restricted his cultivation still existed.
Just wait for Zong Shen to go to the heaven, find the legendary physique of other-transformation and freedom, and transform his own physique into the Great Dao level.
You can break through the blockade of the curse in one fell swoop.
At this time, Zong Shen was sitting cross-legged in a tent.
Opposite him was a sturdy man from the grassland who was over two meters tall.
The sturdy man was wearing a wolf-skin coat, a cow-bone helmet, and his body was covered with explosive muscles.
Beside him, lying horizontally was a prairie wolf king.
It was lying beside his legs, eyes closed, and fast asleep, just like a big yellow dog kept in a pen in an ordinary family.
At this time, this strong man from the grassland was very polite to Zong Shen.
He kept adding kumis and barley wine into the silver wine glasses on the table.
Outside the tent, fragrant beef and mutton legs were being roasted.
The aroma is fragrant, filled with the most original roasted aroma.
"Sir, please have some wine."
"Don't blame our Hazik tribe for not hosting you well enough..."
The strong man said respectfully.
Zong Shen waved his hand with a amiable smile on his face.
"You're welcome, Khan."
"These wine and meat are already the best hospitality."
Next to Zong Shen, the fat boy Dada was eating hard.
Both of his little hands were covered in grease from eating.
Although the Gumeng grassland is rich in water and grass, no tribe raises large numbers of cattle, sheep and horses.
But fresh meat is not easy to preserve. It is not so often available.
Normally, they eat highland barley cakes, milk skin and beef jerky as their daily diet.
"You are so kind, sir."
"Given your ability to shoot powerful arrows with your fingers, you must have obtained the power of the ancestral god, right?"
The Khan of the Hazik tribe, Gulizhi, asked mysteriously.
The ancestral god is the deity worshipped by their people from the ancient Meng grasslands from generation to generation.
Most of the tribes on the grassland today were organized by the ancestor gods.
The Ancestral God is also the only one among the ancient Mongolian people who can pass through the Gate of Miracles.
In their legends, behind the Gate of Miracles is the world where gods live.
It is impossible for mortals like them to come into contact with it.
Only the top three participants in each Nadam Festival have the opportunity to perform the sacrificial ceremony.
Obtain a trace of the power transmitted from the Gate of Miracles.
By getting these powers, you can gain different abilities.
Become the shaman of the tribe.
When the accumulated prestige is enough, after the old Khan dies, he can become the new Khan of the tribe.
It was through the Nadam Festival that Gulizhi obtained the opportunity to sacrifice the door of miracles and gain power.
He gained two abilities.
One is to strengthen his body.
The other is that he gains the ability to communicate with prairie wolves.
The prairie wolf king next to him is a wolf king active on the prairie near the Hazik tribe.
Commanding more than twenty adult wolves.
Just that wolf king could fight and kill five iron cavalrymen.
Unless a strong bow and powerful arrows form a rain of arrows, it is difficult to keep up with the speed of the wolf king.
When Zong Shen heard Gu Lizhi's question, he smiled mysteriously.
Neither admit nor deny.
It seems even more mysterious.
When Zong Shen just entered the tent, Gulizhi deliberately released the wolf king to test him.
As a result, the wolf king was knocked away by Zong Shen's punch as soon as he jumped into the air.
Fortunately, there was a circle of soft barley straw surrounding the tent.
Plus, Zong Shen just did it casually, otherwise the wolf king would have become a dead wolf.
Afterwards, when the wolf king saw Zong Shen, he tucked his tail between his legs.
Gulizhi was also shocked and dared not have any disrespectful thoughts anymore.
"Then, sir, are you willing to represent my Hazik tribe and participate in this year's Nadam Festival?"
"We only want the cattle, sheep, and military supplies awarded by the conference. As for the opportunity to sacrifice to the Gate of Miracles, let you do it, sir."
"What do you think, sir?"
Gu Lizhi said with anticipation.
The natives of the ancient Meng grassland are not stupid, but smart.
It’s just that we have embarked on a different path of civilization.
Just look at Gu Lizhi and Zong Shen will know.
There is no honesty at all, it's all the calculation of those in power.
Speaking of which, Zong Shen has been in the Gumeng grassland for two days.
I didn't see any other specialties.
The only things that could attract his attention were the ancient Mongolian cavalry and the fertile soil that existed everywhere on the earth.
Of course, the so-called Nadam Festival and the Gate of Miracles also interested him very much.
If I'm not mistaken, the Door of Miracles, even if it's not the entrance to the next staircase, is some kind of magical treasure.
No matter which one it is, it is worth Zong Shen's careful exploration.
"But, I happen to be quite interested in the Nadam Festival."
"I also want to see the legendary Gate of Miracles."
"Please tell me more about the details of the Nadam Festival, Khan."
Zong Shen did not intend to be overbearing and spoke very politely.
Although with his strength, even if he was suppressed by the rules, he could easily slaughter the entire tribe.
Not to mention the cavalry and guards, even the two-meter-tall prairie strongman in front of him who could communicate with wolves was no match for Zong Shen.
Seeing Zong Shen agreed immediately, Gulizhi couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
At this time, he was young and strong, and it was still early for him to abdicate as Khan, but the Hazik tribe did not have any warriors who could be considered outstanding.
The best way is to cooperate with Zong Shen.
In the grassland, there is no distinction between humans, demons, monsters or gods; as long as they are human, they can be trusted.
As long as Zong Shen can get into the top three of the Nadam Festival.
You will get extremely generous rewards.
These rewards can strengthen the entire tribe and train more cavalry warriors.
Get more pastures and cattle and sheep.
Over time, the entire tribe will become stronger and stronger.
In comparison, the opportunity to sacrifice the door of miracles is nothing.
(End of this chapter)
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