Death Sutra

Since he came to Longting to join the nearby army nine years ago, Azhba’s feelings have never been so good. He bends his bow, arrows, and loose strings. He can't easily move, he can still reduce some unnecessary details. To make it easier.

After many failures such as the mutiny and the election, Azhba finally recovered the long-lost confidence on the battlefield.

The intrigue is not suitable for himself, he thought.

The cheers of the wind gradually stopped, and the troops on both sides retreated, while stretching the front and expanding in multiple directions. This is a sign of the arrival of foreign enemies.

Azheba looked into the distance, and a black line appeared on the horizon, gradually becoming thick and thick, and then a thin line was drawn and crawled to the battlefield.

He recognized the flying scorpion, the dark horse is the symbol of the near-serving army, and corresponds to the white horse flag of Khan.

Looking at it for a while, Azheba took the horse back to his own army, and the Dragon King nodded slightly and reported the situation to the 12-year-old commander: "It is the shaman near the army."

There is no unique state religion in the North Court. From the royal family to the ordinary herdsmen, you can freely choose your faith. Even if you believe in several types, there is no problem. However, there are a number of shamans in all the army. This is the source. A long tradition is like a warlock in the Snowy Mountains.

These shamans prayed for victory and cursing the enemy. They have long been a symbolic figure. It is no wonder that even the orthodox Wang Sun Shulitu was surprised by this news. "Shaman? What are they doing?"

"Nearly the officers of the ranks were killed, and the soldiers might choose them to be the leaders." Azhba made a simple guess.

"Maybe they are the reason why the officers were killed." Gu Shenwei also made a simple guess.

Shulitu showed maturity that was not commensurate with age. First, I looked at the Dragon King. The cooperation between the two was very rough. They were exploring each other's bottom line and then said their opinions: "No matter what, they don't seem to have Hostility, the commander of a thousand is away from Man, you are going to ask the other party to come, and the whole army is on alert."

From the moment that Man had just won the position of commander in front of the line, he immediately took command and led more than a dozen soldiers to the commander of the nearest army. At about the same time, a small team of people was also driven out of the Holy Army, apparently executing the same order.

There are only a total of more than 50 ambassadors in the vicinity of the army. From the gap between the two armies, the battlefield center is directly driven. The high yellow-black horse flag flutters in the wind, without any timidity.

The distance is relatively close, Gu Shenwei finally saw the appearance of the shaman.

The Daxueshan Warlock usually does not have much difference with the soldiers. There are no clothes for any clothes, no special needs, but no weapons like swords.

The shaman in the North Court is different. The hat on the top of the head is filled with towering feathers. Even the clothes on the body seem to be woven into feathers. The characteristics are extremely obvious.

The holy king who loves birds may like these people. Gu Shen thinks that this is like a joke, not saying it.

Returning from the men’s army, the look on his face was both doubtful and resentful. “The big shaman invited the leaders of the two armies to talk. He said... he got orders from the old king of Khan to end the dispute in Long Ting.”

From Man’s remarks, this is obviously not a bit of a belief. But when he spoke, he immediately spread it at a very fast speed. Gu Shenwei could almost feel the reverence and fear of emotions rising around, like a flood of flooding. The sensible awake is the tree that will be submerged.

"Please ask Dragon King to go with me to see the big shaman." Schulitu took the initiative to avoid the dragon king's embarrassment.

From Man, he began to regret his directness, but he had no time to correct it. "You can only go to three people. This is also the request of the big shaman."

More than 50 members of the vicinity of the army, in front of the two armies, turned out to be anti-customers, everyone looked at the distant near the army, no one can resist.

Three people have already sailed out of the Holy Army. It seems that they are going to give a big impression to the big shaman.

Gu Shen gave a nod to answer. "Please ask your third person to designate a third person."

Fang Wen is coughing a few times, indicating that he is the best person. Shulitu does not hesitate to point to another person. "Azhba, you used to be a near-service officer and went with us."

A total of seven shamans, the oldest is the big shaman, he is really old, wrapped in layers of feathers, almost indistinct men and women, only the rough and vague voice proves that he is a man.

The big shaman sat on the horse, raised his hands, and looked up at the sky. He sang for a while in the North Court language, as a welcoming of the leaders of the two armies.

Gu Shenwei couldn't understand, and the Beiting people present in the room seemed to be in the fog, but the expression was respectful and rarely revealed.

They are not shaman, but 100,000 near the ranks.

The other three are the king of the Holy Day, the wild horse and a new king. The young in their twenties are serious and nervous, as if they are not suitable for their identity.

The Holy King with a smile, looked at the 12-year-old Shu Litu, and occasionally took a look at the Dragon King, meaning "you have found a good one."

The Great Shaman finally ended his prayers. Although his voice was hoarse, he had a mysterious feeling like a dream. "The old Khan Wang is looking at you through my eyes. He saw foreigners."

In this case, the effect is obvious. Dozens of nearby guards at the same time bowed their heads, as if the old king of sweat was around, and the new king’s eyes around the king of the sun became erratic.

"The wild horse is my guard." The king of the holy day is casual. "He is from the Western Region, but he is likely to be born in the North Court. Oh, it is home."

Shulitu’s smile seemed a little weak, but there was no tension. “I believe that the old Khan Wang will be very happy to see the Dragon King. If the rumors are correct, the old Khan Wang Shengtian once summoned the Dragon King and invited He is drinking at the same time. I don't know if it is true?"

The big shaman stunned, his body trembled two or three times, then began to shake slightly, his eyes seemed to be closed and closed. "Well... good... The old Khan allowed the two foreigners to stay, he still has a sentence. I want to say to the Dragon King."

Dasha’s eyes were sluggish and he faced the Dragon King. However, he looked at the distance and paused for a moment before he said that the old Khan’s king was training in the sky. “Whoever has self-knowledge.”

After saying this, the big shaman ended shaking, his eyes returned to normal, and he never looked at the dragon king again, as if he had ignored this person.

Dozens of nearby servicemen’s eyes on the Dragon King have become complicated.

Gu Shenwei and Shu Litu look at each other. Both of them understand that the big shaman is making a fool of himself. The "self-knowledge" is a vague word. The right of interpretation is in the hands of the big shaman, but before he can understand his true intention, Gu Cautiously, there is no counterattack.

King of the Holy Day narrowed his eyes. "It is good to hear the voice of the old Khan again. Will he want us to accompany him?"

He did not forget the experience in the camp near the camp. If it was not for the guards to fight for death, he had become a companion to the old Khan with several princes and hundreds of officers and generals.

"That is a test." The big shaman explained coldly, "Or God served the old Khan, or stayed in the world to carry out the will of the old Khan, everyone has a fixed number."

King of the Holy Day patted his chest. "I am relieved when I say that the big shaman says it. I thought that it was unfilial to escape from my life."

Shulitu bowed slightly, "May the Father be at rest in the Spirit of Heaven."

The big shaman straightened his body and seemed to be attached to the gods. He said loudly: "The old king of Khan has a purpose. From this moment on, the blood of the sacred blood can no longer be killed, and the prince of Khan should immediately cease fighting."

The big shaman seems to have finished, but the body is still stiff and straight. The king of the holy day is holding a beard. "The old king of Khan ordered a truce. That is no better, but does he have a designated successor? The melee ended naturally."

"Have."

The big shaman said this, both sides erected their ears, and even Gu Shenwei also increased his attention. No matter how big the gods stick, he can get affirmation from his mouth, that is, he is supported by 100,000 nearby soldiers, almost meaning Hold the sweat to your hand.

"The devil bird came to the world, the soul was coated with charcoal, my king lost his head, and the body was uneasy. In addition to destroying the magic bird and finding the king, it is the new king of the North Court."

The big shaman did not specifically emphasize the "King of the King of Khan". For the Beiting people, this is self-evident.

"Magic bird? Where is the magic bird? Why haven't I heard of it?" The Holy King first raised questions.

The Great Shaman completed his mission, no longer spoke, closed his eyes and turned to the sky, as if accepting information from above.

A young shaman explained that "the magic bird is a big red-red-eyed bird, specializing in human flesh, blood-sucking and simmering juice. When the old king of the world was alive, it did not dare to come. The old Khan Wang Shengtian was the last night. The land of the north appeared, all the way south, you are busy fighting, did not notice the image of the sacred. If the magic bird from north to south across the grassland, the North Court will always be divided. So it must be destroyed here."

King of the Holy Day widened his eyes in surprise and turned to look at Gu Shenwei. "Does the Dragon King also have a big bird? It seems to be red-red and red eyes. Wouldn't it be a relative?"

"You will know when you look at it."

Everyone looks up at the sky like a big shaman, as if the ogre bird will fall from the sky at any time.

The big shaman opened his eyes and turned to the horse head to go to the road. The guards of the army followed closely. The young shaman reminded the leaders of the two armies. "Before killing the magic bird and retrieving the king, the dragon is five hundred squares." No one can fight in the inside, and the offender is betrayed the old Khan, and the nearest army will be killed."

After all, the young shaman deliberately took a look at Azheba, his eyes full of hatred, and then he left the horse.

King of the Holy Day frowned, this incident was also an accident for him. As one of the ten kings, he was treated as a "mortal" by two military shamans, which made him very unhappy. "Hey, if one party kills Bird, the other side gets back the head, what should I count?"

No one answered, the shaman has gone far.

The Holy King haha ​​laughed twice and looked at the new king around him. "Do you really take their words seriously?"

"But... there is a magic bird, isn't it?" The new king stunned the dragon king.

When everyone didn't talk, Shulitu spoke. "I think we are still going to fight. 100,000 soldiers and soldiers from both sides believe in the old king and the magic bird. We must believe."

On his way back to his own army, Shulitu asked: "Does the Dragon King really have such a big bird?"

Gu Shen nodded, but my heart was very puzzled. When the young shaman described the magic bird, he said that he was "specially eating human flesh, sucking blood and simmering juice." The first half of the sentence is relatively accurate. The latter part of the sentence is not the habit of the Dapeng bird. This most obvious feature is not mentioned at all.

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