After that, the feeling of being monitored from afar occurred several times, but the other party was obviously afraid of the existence of Prajna, and did not take action rashly, and kept tolerating it.

After more than ten days, the group entered the territory of the Qingliu tribe. As mentioned before, the next time they returned to the barbarian territory, the deserted people would station the camp in the Qingliu tribe.

As a human being, it is absolutely necessary to believe in this virtue, so you should still obey it.

However, it is obvious that the atmosphere inside the Aoi River tribe is not very right.

Outside the carriage, he politely declined Qin Yu's invitation, and Prajna, who was sitting on the horse's back, frowned slightly, and his face showed solemnity.

Soon, the earth roared, and a black line appeared in the distance, heading straight for the team, and it was a barbarian cavalry.

The team stopped and made a defensive posture. Master Prajna glanced at it, his face relaxed slightly, "It's from the Qingliu tribe."

The old patriarch was also among them. There was still a distance from the team. The Aoki Cavalry of the Qingliu tribe had already stopped. He turned over and dismounted, walked over quickly, saluting respectfully, "The Qingliu tribe welcomed the Marquis Zhongwu!"

"Welcome to the Marquis!" Although the other cavalry had not dismounted, they all bent over and beat their chests, showing enough respect.

The car door was pushed open, and Qin Yu walked out, "The patriarch doesn't have to be too polite, please get up."

The old patriarch stood up with a smile on his face. He disappeared for a short time and saw that he had become much younger and extremely energetic.

"The Marquis is confident! Today, I will lead my son to welcome you to Qingliu tribe and ask the Marquis to get in the car and sit there. There may be some bumps next. If the Marquis can trust me, I will ignore anything and wait to arrive at my tribe."

Qin Yu pondered for a moment and said, "The old patriarch does not have to do this. The Qingliu tribe has accumulated a lot of problems for a long time and it is difficult to return to the peak in a short period of time. If there are any inconveniences, I will change to another place to stay."

"Mr. Marquis!" The old clan leader shouted, widened his eyes and stepped forward two steps, "I don't care about my Qingliu tribe. Whatever others say, if you didn't help me, my clan's tribe would probably die. Therefore, the Marquis' camp can only be located in our Qingliu tribe. Whoever dares to object, will ask if the men under my tribe will agree!"

"Hey ha!"

"Hey ha!"

The Aoki cavalry roared loudly, promoting their momentum and fighting spirit.

Qin Yu thought about it and bowed with a smile, "In this way, I'll trouble the old patriarch."

He turned around and returned to the carriage. Since the people of the Qingliu tribe were expected, what else could he be afraid of?

It is normal for different sounds inside the Manchu community to have them, so let’s take a look at who is stirring up the wind and rain.

Prajna smiled and raised her palms to salute, "Class leader, I will go with you to open the way for Zhongwuhou."

The old clan leader laughed, "In this way, I will be in trouble with the master."

He saluted respectfully without any shirks, because this was one of the reasons why he is now very tough.

The Holy Land has been silent for many years and no longer directly interferes in the internal affairs of the Manchu Ministry. Many people are afraid that they will forget that the Holy Land is truly horror.

The Aoki Cavalry turned his horse's head, maintained a constant speed that was neither fast nor slow, and slowly walked towards the tribal base. The horse's hooves stepped on the ground, making a low "rumbling" sound, like thunder in the sky, with a powerful aura sweeping across the eyes, making a sour eyes.

The feeling of being stared at was reappearing, becoming stronger and stronger. Obviously, the other party's tolerance was at its limit.

Finally, just at the Qingliu tribe's headquarters, looking far away, the Aoki Cavalry leading the way slowly stopped, and the shouts sounded one after another. The war horses felt the tension and restlessness before the war, and the horse's hooves kept stomping on the spot, adding more and more tension.

A large barbarian army had already set up their battles and blocked the road ahead.

The old patriarch rushed forward with anger, "Don't forget that this place is our territory, the Qingliu tribe. Is it necessary to stop us from returning to the garrison? Is it necessary to provoke a war between you and me forever?"

He raised his hand and roared like thunder, "My sons, hold your horse tightly, raise the knife in his hand, and use our blood and life to defend the dignity of the Qingliu tribe! Everyone who blocks us is your life and death enemy!"

Swish-

Swish-

Swish-

The sound of a long sword being sheathed instantly resounded through the world, and countless bright blades reflected a cold luster in the sunlight. Among the barbarian army opposite, there was a sudden turmoil, and the few people who were surrounded by the front frowned and showed anger.

The old thing in the Qingliu tribe is really a stone in the pit, smelly and hard! Their teams joined forces, of course they were not afraid of one, and they barely survived from death and were far from recovering their peak.

But if you say that, you can't do it, otherwise you will have to pay a price even if you can win.

More importantly, doing so is likely to leave huge hidden dangers.

They bit their suspicion of the deserted people to death. From the perspective of the barbarians, their position was good, so the holy land remained silent about it.

But once they go beyond the boundary, such as triggering a civil war, and the holy land intervenes... they are afraid of it after all!

Prajna urged him to come forward, and the calm voice resounded throughout the world with the blessing of powerful cultivation. "Are you sure you want to use the long sword in your hand to kill a stern practitioner? And my teacher is the only great witch in the vast world of Hengshan Black Temple! "

There was another violent restlessness. The barbarian warriors showed fear in the eyes of several coalition forces, which were far superior in the number of people on the opposite side. The great witch was the highest title of the barbarians, and the black tiled temple standing in the snow on Hengshan Mountain was even more a holy place in the minds of all barbarians.

Offend the Holy Land, kill the disciple of the Great Witch of Mengshan, a noble and powerful ascetic... Just thinking about it makes people feel scared.

Before the battle formation, several leaders looked at each other and knew that it was an unacceptable ending for each other. One of them immediately stepped forward, bowed with barbarian etiquette, and said respectfully: "The noble and powerful master of Prajna, we have no intention of offending you and your teacher Mengshan Dawu, but there is a blood feud between the wild people and my barbarians for generations. I suspect that the Zhongwu Hou Ning Qin must have done something ulterior motives and endangered all barbarian tribes."

He raised his head and spread his arms, "So, my Hei Pagoda, Chongshan, Yanhe and Zilin tribes will come here. I hope that Master Prajna can represent the holy land and give us a convincing answer. If the facts prove that the Lord Zhongwu is indeed an innocent person, the four divisions of our tribes are willing to apologize and directly withdraw their troops from the Qingliu tribe's headquarters. Otherwise, even if we provoke war, even if we scatter the blood, we will provoke internal strife and fight among the Barbarian tribes, we will never retreat!"

The other three tribe leaders came forward to salute at the same time, "Prajna Master Prajna represents the holy land and give us an answer, otherwise you will never retreat!"

The atmosphere was calm and calm.

The old patriarch of the Qingliu tribe, his eyes were extremely cold, he raised his hand high, and the Qingliu tribe behind him

The boys' eyes became violent and bloody.

Prajna suddenly sighed and reached out to stop him, "Clan leader, the situation of civil strife in the Barbarian tribe cannot happen again. I will explain this to Zhongwuhou, and I believe he will definitely understand your and my choice."

Behind him, a calm voice rang, "I can understand."

Qin Yu gave the two a look and told them not to worry, and walked out of the battle formation to face the four coalition forces opposite, with a calm expression, "Your worries do have meanings of existence, so no matter how you think in your heart, this marquis is willing to cooperate and give you a certain opportunity."

He looked up and glanced at the nine dazzling suns above his head, and narrowed his eyes, "So, what do you want to do, just say it."

The head of the Black Tower tribe, a man wearing black armor and burly body, had a splendid eyes burst out with a glimmer of light, and he gave a thumbs up, "Marquis Zhongwu, whether you are real or not, you have a ill-intention to my Man tribe. If you make your choice today, you will be considered a man. I admire you!"

Qin Yu had no expression on his face, "I don't need it."

The head of the Black Tower tribe sneered, took out one, and the black mist lingered on the surface, and said loudly: "This is a heart-devouring Gu, which is a powerful and depraved black witch at the cost of his own life. Master Prajna can take action to test its function. The deserted man, Zhongwuhou, dare you make a blood oath? What you do after entering the territory of the barbarians will not harm the barbarians?"

Qin Yu shook his head, "I dare not." He looked at the leader of the Heita Tribe opposite with a look of a fool, "I am the leader of the smuggling team of wasteland. I exchange materials from your barbarians for supplies. Although I cannot be sure of the future use of these materials, some of them will definitely be used on the battlefield. So, what you said is meaningless."

"You..." The leader of the Heita Tribe was furious. He gritted his teeth and took a deep breath. "Okay, as long as you dare to make a blood oath and do not do anything that damages the foundation of my barbarian race, it is also OK!"

Qin Yu turned around and glanced at Prajna. He couldn't believe any of the barbarians on the opposite side, so of course he had to check it out.

Of course, Qin Yu dared not believe in Prajna's inspection, so when he turned around, he glanced at his carriage.

After a few breaths, the fleshy sound rang out directly in my mind, "No problem."

At this time, Prajna had already obtained the wooden box presented by the leader of the Black Tower tribe, and opened it, and looked at it a few times, nodding slowly, "It is indeed the Heart-Devouring Gu, the grade is very high. Even if the great witch uses it, it is impossible to lie to it."

The head of the Hei Pagoda tribe looked up and his eyes were cold to Qin Yu, "Zhongwuhou, now, do you dare to agree?"

Qin Yu looked calm, "When Master Prajna is working, tell me how to use this Heart-Devouring Gu."

Prajna hesitated slightly and looked at her eyes.

Qin Yu smiled slightly.

He stopped talking, walked over and whispered a few words, explaining the key points.

In fact, the method of using is very simple. You only need to make an oath, take a drop of your own blood and feed it to the Heart-Devouring Gu.

Qin Yu poked out a blood bead and raised his hand to swear, "If I have done anything that endangers the foundation of the Barbarians since I entered the Barbarians, I will be disgusted by heaven and earth, and both body and spirit will be destroyed."

Buzz —

The blood beads tremble slightly, which means that under the witness of the Heart-Devouring Gu, the blood oath has been completed.
Chapter completed!