Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

Chapter 133 So Tonight Arrives As Promised, Come To Kill The Sun

This night is destined not to be peaceful.

Although the war was approaching, Jiang Qingyu did not discuss the battle plan with Duoji, Yu An and others. Instead, she said to a few people, "I'm tired and needs more rest", and went to bed early at Xu time.

Immediately he went out in the dark, and began to rush north with all his might.

After more than an hour, he walked two hundred miles and came to the Qiyan tribe.

Like most Beidi tribes, the Qiyan tribe is also composed of countless low yurts. There is no city wall around it, only a few layers of deer villages are surrounded, and some horse pits have been dug as simple fortifications.

Apparently, they never considered that one day Chu's iron cavalry would set foot on this land.

It was the second quarter of the hour of Hai, and most people in the tribe had fallen asleep, only a few secret sentries and guards were still performing their duties.

Jiang Qingyu looked around.

I saw no less than 20 people in the tribe whose souls were as bright as stars, five people whose souls were as bright as a full moon, and one whose soul was particularly dazzling, like a brilliant sun!
Although it is a late sunset.

But that is also the Sunshine Realm!
"Bars..."

Jiang Qingyu uttered the person's name.

As early as more than a month ago, "Bull Head" Xierxia made a deal with Qiyan Wumu, the leader of the Qiyan clan.

The underworld helped the Qiyan clan to kill Bals, an old immortal in the Sunshine Realm, and the Qiyan clan sent troops to help Xier Xia regain the kingship, and formed an alliance with him forever!
So tonight, Jiang Qingyu arrived as promised.

Come to cut the day.

……

at this time.

In the largest and most luxurious yurt of the Qiyan tribe.

Qiyan Wumu, the leader of Yishi's power, was sitting on the golden seat, facing south, with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

He was wearing a luxurious gold silk robe today, with a scimitar hidden in a sheath on his knees, holding the handle of the knife in one hand and the scabbard in the other, his sharp edge was restrained, but he could draw it out at any time.

The weird thing is...

Beside him, a black-robed man wearing a bull-head mask was squatting by the campfire and roasting lamb kebabs, and he didn't know what kind of tricks he was playing.

"Hirsha!"

Suddenly, Qiyan Wumu said in a deep voice:

"Bars will definitely attack Qi Yanbai within three days!"

"When will the adult you mentioned arrive?"

"Bull head" Xier Xia glanced at the other party, and there was a deep and undisguised envy in his eyes.

It has to be said that, unlike the rough men on the prairie, Qiyan Wumu is a handsome man with a more elegant appearance. He has no stubble or braids, and his skin is as white and tender as suet.

So even if you are over fifty, you still look like you are in your 30s or [-]s.

so that...

When someone spread rumors that Mrs. Zhiwei, the current queen of Tuobaqi, had an affair with Qiyan Wumu, at least half of the people believed it!
"Brother Qiyan, aren't you and Mrs. Zhiwei an old friend? Why don't you ask her to ask that old man Tuobayan to help you?"

Shirsha joked.

However, Qiyan Wumu opened his eyes with a serious expression on his face:
"How do you know that the king didn't ask her for help?"

Xierxia was slightly taken aback, with a surprised expression on her face.

"No, no, you two really have an affair?"

In an instant, the way he looked at Qiyan Wumu became a little strange:

"Brother Qi Yan, then Tuoba Yu can't be your son?"

"Let me just say, how could Tuobaqi's ugly face give birth to such a handsome son!"

"The co-author turns out to be your seed!"

"It's no wonder that Mrs. Wei arranged for her precious son to hide in the Tuli tribe, which is less than a hundred miles away from the Qiyan family and the Bao Luo family. She took such painstaking efforts to reunite you father and son more often!"

In a short period of time, Xierxia made up a big drama in his brain.

"..."

Qiyan Wumu gave him a hard look:
"I'm afraid you have forgotten that besides Tuoba Yan, the Tuoba clan also has a high priest who has lived for 120 years!"

"It is rumored that the old demon has been favored by the gods and has a spiritual eye that sees through everything. The horror is beyond Tuoba Yan. If Tuoba Yu is the son of this king, how can he hide it from his eyes?"

Hearing the word "High Priest", Xier Xia couldn't help showing a look of fear on his face.

The high priest of the Tuoba Clan is only at the Bright Moon Realm in martial arts, and due to old age and frailty, his strength is no longer at the peak, so there is nothing to fear.

But this person is like a demon!
He was born blind in one eye, but the pupil of the other eye was a strange purple!
This purple pupil gave him the ability to see through everything, and also allowed him to steal from the Central Plains to the top art of casting, becoming the only master of casting in Beidi!
He is also the most experienced and wise high priest!
Some fanatics even call it:
The spokesperson of the gods.

Neither Qiyan Ebony nor Sir Xia believed in the existence of gods in the world.

As the high-level figures of the big tribe, both of them knew that the priests were just a group of liars who used the name of the gods to deceive and deceive the tribe, so as to make the tribe obey the discipline.

Even the high priest of the Qiyan clan is no exception.

but……

This group of people does have a rather strange inheritance, which can pass on the cultivation base of the whole body to another priest, so that each generation of high priests of the eight major tribes has the cultivation base of the peak of the Bright Moon Realm!
even……

Someone can prolong their life by sacrificing another priest!
The high priest of the Tuoba clan used this method to survive for 120 years!
Both of the above are undoubtedly sorcery!
"Xir Xia, do you know..."

"Bars and Tuobayan are now practicing the sorcery that they got from that high priest!"

Qiyan Ebony said in a deep tone:

"The Bar clan and the Tuoba clan have colluded together. Once the two Luminous Sun realms succeed in prolonging their lives with the help of magic, the days when the eight major tribes are equal will no longer exist!"

Shirsha snorted softly:
"It wasn't even sitting on an equal footing."

Bals has always had the worry of insufficient lifespan, so he never put his mind on the Baal tribe, but Tuobayan has at least ten more years to live!
The Tuoba clan has always been recognized as the first tribe in Beidi.

If it weren't for fear that being too public would lead to the assassination of Chu State's Lunar Realm, the Tuoba family had already unified Beidi and sat firmly in the royal court!

"With those two old immortals who are greedy for life and afraid of death, unless they are promoted to the star picking realm, they will not unify Beidi and fight against Chu!"

Sir Xia understood the habits of the two of them very well.

Qiyan Wumu sighed.

"indeed so."

"So, once they fail to reach the Star Reaching Realm, the two of them will go the same way—"

"Unify Beidi and take refuge in Chu State!"

He firmly grasped the handle of the knife, his elegant face became a little ferocious:
"It's a pity that the ancestor of my Qi Yan family passed away five years ago. Otherwise, even if the genius of the whole clan dies, I will support him in practicing sorcery and win a ray of hope for reaching the star realm!"

"I only hate Tuoba clan for his good plan. He didn't hand over this sorcery until the ancestor of our clan passed away!"

"..."

Shirsha remained silent.

He has only seen the sorcery of using human sacrifices in exchange for life or martial arts accomplishments on ancient parchment scrolls, and the high priest of the Hill family also knows little about it.

I don't know how the high priest of the Tuoba clan got it.

"Anyone of Tuobayan and Baersi becomes a star, and the remaining tribes will become their vassals, and they will even become cannon fodder for the war between Chu State and Beidi in the future!"

Qiyan Wumu said word by word:

"My king will never allow this to happen!"

After all, he held the knife in both hands and looked to the south with a look of anticipation, as if he was waiting for someone.

and……

Looking at that expression, it seems that someone is sure to come tonight!

Seeing this scene, Xierxia suddenly realized something was wrong, and narrowed her eyes slightly:
"Besides me, did you find other helpers?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Qiyan Wumu's mouth:
"That's natural."

"This king has never met the lord you mentioned, so how do you know he will be able to kill Bals?"

"so……"

"In order to ensure everything is safe, the king also invited another friend who came from afar."

next moment.

I saw a gust of wind blowing and pushed open the door of the yurt.

"look……"

"he came."

Qiyan Wumu smiled at Xierxia while feeling relieved.

There is a hint of apology in the smile, but also a hint of showing off and arrogance.

Xierxia snorted coldly, and looked out the door together with him.

But see...

A person is walking slowly.

Wearing a white robe and a mask.

In his left hand he held a bleeding head.

(End of this chapter)