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"The main contradiction is the issue of belief. As we all know, we humans don't worship ghosts and gods, we don't believe in creatures, we only respect ancestors and emperors, but the barbarians are different. They have a very firm belief in the mother of the jungle, so this is also the problem.

"In the end, in order to alleviate this problem, the Ximan Palace in Zhenhuang City came forward and agreed to the barbarians in the east-looking stronghold, and built a small temple in the center of the stronghold. The barbarians can go to worship, but they are not allowed to preach among the human race. Once discovered , all are executed according to the law, and all races are also not allowed to step into this temple."

"Conquest, attachment, symbiosis, domination, power and power are nothing more than these types of relationships, especially for powers that are weaker than yourself, unless they are directly erased from the world, otherwise how to get along will be the most important thing. A very complex issue."

The faint emperor's voice came from Zhao Yu's mouth, and after the young emperor's voice fell, Rouge, who hadn't done much research on the way of governing the country, didn't have much change in expression, but for Sun Qian who had been listening all the time , there was a deep thought in his eyes, and then Zhao Yu's brilliant voice sounded again in his ears:

"The land of Taixuan is currently, and according to the information I have obtained so far, there are countless races and forces in this land of Taixuan. As far as my Shenzhou vast land is concerned, there are not only natural enemies, but also provide for us. Allies such as important intelligence.

"Although I and Daxia are not afraid of fighting from all sides, the main strategy after the birth of Shenzhou Haotu is still to work together. In other words, it is impossible for me to kill all the forces in the entire land of Taixuan , so communication with the rest of the forces is essential."

After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he paused slightly, glanced at Sun Qian who was looking thoughtful from the corner of his eyes, and continued to speak slowly:

"Sun Qian, my expectation of you is not to watch the tour department, but in the future, to represent my vast land of China, to confront the many tiger and wolf forces in the land of Taixuan, to show the might of my great country, To subdue others without fighting, and even to govern the many races that will come to attach themselves to Great Xia in the future."

Speaking of this, Zhao Yu stopped slightly, turned around and looked at the increasingly confident and flying Sun Qian, and said word by word:

"So the barbarians around us, and the Dongwang stronghold in the southern barbarian jungle, are opportunities for you to practice in advance."

Chapter 1095 The Future of the Barbarians

As Sun Qian said, the barbarians who have lived in the southern jungle for generations have a firm belief in the mother of the jungle, so no matter where they migrate, they will inevitably erect a temple piously for the tribe to pray and sacrifice.

With the consent of the Great Xia Ximan Palace, the Temple of the Mother of the Jungle of the barbarians in Dongwangguan was built in the center of the stronghold circle. From the outside, it looks like a very simple tree house.

There are not many things in the tree house of the temple, except for the star vines that are full of natural green lights, only the large number of grass futons on the ground will attract some attention, and the front of the entire temple, originally It should be placed on the platform where the gods are enshrined, and there are even fewer things, and even the life energy that should be extremely strong has become extremely weak.

The difficult situation of the barbarians today can be seen.

At this time, almost all the surviving barbarians went to welcome the first batch of tourists from Daxia, so the temple was sparsely populated, and most of the futons on the ground for prayer and sacrifice were empty. Below, there are three figures sitting cross-legged.

Two sisters of the Man clan, and a rather old Barbarian woman.

Man Yuanyuan, with four horizontal bar runes carved on her face, clasped her hands together, closed her eyes and prayed to the barbarian altar above, and beside her, Man Pingping, who was petite and exquisite with a round face, also imitated her sister's appearance , clasped hands together to pray, and even the savage beast named Qiuqiu on the little girl's shoulders has a cute appearance with its little wings clasped together.

Not far in front of the two sisters, there is a small platform entwined with ancient branches. According to the records of the barbarians, there should be a drop of blood on the sacrificial platform, which accepts the offerings of all the barbarians, and can Use this to have a conversation with the Mother of the Jungle, but right now, there's nothing above it.

In the legend of the barbarians, the life of the first barbarian was bestowed by the mother of the jungle, so no matter whether there is a drop of blood on the altar, it will not affect their devotion to the mother of the jungle. The culture of the barbarians is engraved in the bones, so whether it is the barbarian Yuanyuan or the young Pingping, they all pray very seriously and meticulously.

After a while, Man Yuanyuan opened her eyes first, put down her hands, and then gently said to the old woman wearing an ancient green robe:

"High priest, are the barbarians still used to living in Dongwang stronghold during this period?"

Man Yuanyuan's inquiry fell, and the barbarian sacrificial old woman looked at the girl sitting cross-legged, with wheat-colored skin exuding thrilling charm, after a daze, she opened her mouth to respond:

"Go back to Lady Saint, everything is fine, Daxia and Zhenhuangcheng have given us the greatest respect."

After finishing speaking, the old woman's complexion changed for a while, she hesitated for a while, and finally continued to speak:

"It's just that some old people among us have been thinking about the former Shenmu ancestral home, clamoring to go back."

As soon as these words came out, Man Yuanyuan frowned slightly, and suddenly there was a thick and vast aura in the whole temple, which was almost suffocating like thousands of stars falling, and this aura came and disappeared quickly , but the barbarian old woman next to the girl felt as if she was flying in a circle above the nine heavens, almost collapsed, and then the former's somewhat cold voice sounded in her ears:

"They should know that with the current power of the barbarian tribe, returning to the ancestral tree of the southern barbarian jungle is simply giving food to the barbarian beasts?"

"Knowing is knowing, but they are not reconciled, and feel that they can repair the divine wood barrier that was destroyed during the war."

The old barbarian priest's old voice was a little hoarse, and then he glanced at the expressionless Man Yuanyuan beside him, and continued to speak cautiously:

"Moreover, they hope that the Holy Maiden can return from Great Xia and lead the barbarians to glory again."

As soon as the old woman's voice fell, the entire temple fell into a silence that could be heard from falling needles, but the girl who didn't speak a word, the coercive aura of the vast stars on her body became stronger and stronger, even making her Beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the barbarian old women on the side.

Finally, Man Yuanyuan's frowning brows gradually relaxed, her red lips parted slightly, and she responded:

"When the last granny was around, she was always trying to get out of the Southern Man jungle. This jungle may seem huge to you, but in fact it's so small that it's so insignificant. Now it's hard to get out of it. Opportunity, but you are heading back, why is this?"

After Man Yuanyuan's questioning sound fell, she did not speak to the barbarian old woman on the side, but continued to speak directly:

"Do you think that after the barren people, the former enemy of life and death, are wiped out by Daxia, the entire southern barbarian jungle will become the world of barbarians? Or is it their lifelong desire to live in the jungle forever?"

Man Yuanyuan's two questions in a row made the sweat on the forehead of the old priest beside her even worse, and she stuttered and couldn't speak. Then Man Yuanyuan raised her hand and touched the little girl Pingping who also showed an angry expression. Head, the cold and steady voice came out again:

"Those old guys want to go back, I will not stop them, but the rest of the barbarian people, if they want to stay in Dongwang stronghold, they can't take any of them away. Don't ask me why, because so far, I am still the entire barbarian people. saint."

After finishing her speech, Man Yuanyuan got up, gently pulled up her younger sister, and took a step outside the tree house temple. At the same time, a cold voice sounded inside the temple:

"Bring my words to you, I will not stop your actions, but you will have to bear the price yourself, and this time I come back, I want to tell you that I will be very busy in the next few years, and Ping The two of Ping will almost never go back to the southern barbarian jungle, so you should take care of yourself and hope that when I come back next time, the barbarians will not be completely wiped out."

The words of the barbarian girl completely changed the face of the ugly old woman. She hurriedly got up, stretched out her hand and said:

"My lord, the barbarians are already on the brink of extinction, please don't abandon the barbarians!"

"I have found the best direction for the barbarians, and I have brought the barbarians to the edge of the new world. As for whether to take this step, the decision is not up to me, but to yourselves. In many cases, it is not me who wants to abandon, Those who abandon you are often yourselves!"

Man Yuanyuan's voice continued to linger in the temple, and then the figures of the two sisters stepped out of the temple completely. At the same time, Zhao Yu's figure in a short shirt appeared in the sight of the two.

Then Man Yuanyuan lowered her head, knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully:

"Night Dire Siman Yuanyuan, see Your Majesty!"

"Clarified?"

"It's clear."

"Then follow me and others to the Valley of Giants to take a look."

Chapter 1096 Request

Looking at the stronghold in the east, at noon, a strong smell of fireworks rises, adding a touch of unusual human touch to this gathering place opened up in the jungle.

Although the people living in Dongwangguan are all practitioners or hunters who come to hunt in the Nanman jungle, there are already some chambers of commerce with a keen sense of smell who have settled here early, opened restaurants, and provided thoughtful services.

Therefore, these wandering people who came here from the deserted city by the savage beast bus gathered in twos and threes in the restaurants and teahouses of Dongwangguan to have a rest for a while, and after having lunch, they were sent to the Valley of Giants collectively.

The main event is finally coming, which makes the people who have been running all the way in the jungle not only not tired of the journey, but more and more excited, and start to look forward to the appearance of one of the eight forbidden places, the Valley of Giants.

Then in a restaurant not far from Dongwang Square, Zhao Yu lifted the tea on the table, took a sip, and then continued to look down at the folder that Liang Po had presented just now, and this folder On the first couplet, four large characters are clearly written:

Green branch, tree charm.

In fact, ever since Yeyi sent the information on the land of Taixuan provided by the Five Immortals across the border through Daoxue, the candlelights in the intelligence department headed by Sima Annan, the military aircraft department and other yamen have not been extinguished day and night. The people who came in and out, together with the map of mountains and seas, conducted an extremely detailed analysis of the huge map of the land of taixuan.

Afterwards, the content of these analyzes was scrutinized and supplemented by thousands of officials, and then sent to the Sitian Supervisor collectively, and then deduced by a well-thought-out monk, and finally registered and compiled, submitted to the cabinet for review, and then sent to the imperial front.

At this time, in front of Zhao Yu was the first letter of information on the power of the Taixuan Land that was approved by the cabinet and sent urgently, and it was Qingzhi, one of the four great kingdoms in the Taixuan Land.

Zhao Yu lowered his head to look at the booklet, his gaze was as steady as water, and lightly scanned the words on the booklet below, and beside him, besides Rouge who was sitting and drinking tea for a nap, was Sun Qian who was standing bowed, and Sun Qian who was holding his sister , Man Yuanyuan standing quietly.

In Sun Qian's eyes, there was curiosity and inquiry, but in the eyes of the barbarian girl, there was a calmness very similar to that of a young emperor.

Zhao Yu's calmness lies in her self-confidence, strength and fearlessness, while the calmness in Man Yuanyuan's eyes is because she cares little. In a sense, if a person doesn't even care about death, then it is natural There is not much fear either.

When the young emperor lowered his head and glanced at the excerpts, there was silence in the remote small room of the teahouse, and everyone held their breaths. After a while, Zhao Yu didn't raise his head, and a steady voice came out:

"The Qingzhi Kingdom is dominated by the Tree Enchantment Clan, and they love peace by nature. According to the intelligence department's analysis, there is a high probability that they will take a friendly attitude towards our Great Xia."

After the voice of the young emperor fell, he threw the folder in his hand to Sun Qian who was at the side, and continued to speak:

"Sun Qian, please read this book carefully, and then tell me your opinion."

After finishing speaking, Sun Qian hurriedly reached out to take it, then opened the booklet to check it carefully, and then in the small teahouse, the Huanghuang Emperor's voice from Zhao Yu continued to sound:

"Man Yuanyuan, since we are waiting for the land of Shenzhou to be one of the immortal mountains that sank tens of thousands of years ago in the land of Taixuan, it is enough to show that everything in the land of Shenzhou is inextricably linked with the land of Taixuan. Relationship, you might as well guess, which faction in the land of Taixuan is related to the barbarian tribe in the southern barbarian jungle?"

As soon as this question came out, the face of the barbarian girl standing quietly by the side changed slightly. After frowning and thinking for a while, she responded:

"Your Majesty, what you mean is that my barbarian clan came from the tree charm clan of Qingzhi Kingdom tens of thousands of years ago?"

"pretty close."

Zhao Yu turned his head and looked at Man Yuanyuan who had wheat-colored healthy skin, and the voice continued:

"Information from the land of Taixuan shows that the Qingzhi Kingdom established by the tree charm clan is powerful and one of the four great kingdoms, and most of the tree charm clan are transformed from trees that have become spirits after hundreds of millions of years. It can be said that everyone is a miracle of the Dao, and the most important point is that they also believe in the mother of the jungle!"

As soon as the words "Mother of the Jungle" came out, Man Yuanyuan's originally calm face suddenly showed a little horror, and then a murmured response sounded:

"If the Mother of the Jungle believed by the so-called Tree Phantom Clan is the same as the Mother of the Jungle of my barbarian tribe, then this matter should be basically certain. In fact, every saint of the barbarian tribe knows a word of mouth The secret method can communicate with the mother of the jungle, but for so many years, even when the holy blood is still there, there is no successful communication."

"After the boundary city of the two realms separated everything and sank under the North Sea, we lost contact with the land of Taixuan directly and completely, so you naturally can't call the mother of the forest."

After the Diyin fell, Zhao Yu stood up, went to the window and stood with his hands behind his back. His black eyes, like the night sky, were watching the crowds pouring out from the Dongwang stronghold. The sound continued:

"As for how you have transformed from the tree demons into the barbarians we are today, I estimate that after the sinking of the Two Immortal Mountains, the races that came down from the land of Taixuan in the Southern Barbarian jungle were not as simple as the tree demons. .”

After Zhao Yu finished speaking, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he sighed:

"I can imagine that in this huge jungle, there must have been an extremely tragic, life-and-death battle for survival. In a sense, there is no winner in this battle, because the reason for survival is to continue. The blood has become no longer pure."

Through Zhao Yu's exclamation, everyone in the small room of the restaurant could clearly feel the cruelty of this racial war, because in this battle about the right to live, there is no retreat and no failure.

After a while, more and more tourists gathered in Dongwang Stronghold Square, and in the restaurant where Zhao Yu and others were, Sun Qian, who had carefully checked the brochures about Qingzhi Kingdom in his hand, frowned and thought , after a change in expression, he let out an exclamation:

"This booklet's analysis of the green branch tree charm is perfect. If we let Weichen analyze and deduce it with the existing information, it may not be able to do so. Weichen is very curious. This booklet is made by The chief writer?"

"If you turn over the booklet and take a look, it will be clear."

Zhao Yu turned around, watched Sun Qian speak softly, and then the latter turned over the information booklet in his hand, looked down, and saw a line of small characters in the corner of the booklet.

Bei'an Prince's Mansion, half of the city is covered with snow.

"Snow Bancheng? When did Bei'an Palace produce such a genius?"

After the murmur fell, Sun Qian raised his hands, holding the folder in his hand and bowed deeply to Zhao Yu, and then a respectful voice came out:

"Your Majesty, I have an unfeeling request. If I need to represent Great Xia on an envoy to other countries in the future, then I hope that Your Majesty can hand over this Xue Bancheng to my humble minister now."

Chapter 1097

"When I was in Shenjing City, I often heard the soldiers who were fighting outside talking about the situation of other races other than the Daxia Human Race. Our Shenjing City is located in the north of Daxia, so relatively speaking, it is relatively speaking for the snowmen on the snowfield and the former Sun Empire. I am relatively familiar with the alien race, and this is the first time I have seen this barbarian race."

In the Nanman jungle, on the square outside Dongwang Pass, Heipi's mouth rang out novel words, and with the rising of the sun, more and more people walked back to the square from the stronghold, with unsatisfactory expressions on their faces. The color, including the children of Zizhu Lane.

Then the dark-skinned Heipi grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth, and continued:

"Actually, apart from the totems on their faces, this barbarian is not much different from the people of Leizhou in other aspects. They are also as hospitable as the Lord Jin said."

"The wisdom of the barbarians is not much lower than ours, which is much better than those snowmen who go crazy at every turn."

A young response came from Xu Hao's mouth, and his face was also full of novelty. He was watching the barbarian Erlang who was not far away and almost everyone followed a wild beast. The young voice continued:

"The fighting methods of these barbarians are different from ours. Most of their strength actually comes from the barbarians who signed a contract with them. However, there are reports that because of their close blood, the barbarians can also practice our skills and supernatural powers. I don’t know if it’s true or not.”

As soon as Xu Hao's voice fell, the second lady Xu Jin's voice sounded directly:

"You don't need to worry about this. When you can practice your bow is the last word, and Xu Hao, don't forget that your crowning ceremony will be next year, and I, Xu Shierlang, will definitely be there It’s on the battlefield, so the time left for you is not far away, a year will pass with the flick of your fingers.”

As soon as the words of the second lady of Wei Guogong's mansion came out, the faces of the children in Zizhu Lane, who were still smiling on their faces, suddenly became serious, and they all bowed their heads in silence, because they are similar in age, and the day of crowning the crown is also approaching. in front of you.

According to the law of the Great Xia, after reaching the crown ceremony, one becomes an adult, can be given a character, and also has to go to battle to kill the enemy and defend the country.

When children were young, they always felt that time passed too slowly, and they always wanted to grow up quickly. But when they really reached this turning point, in addition to longing, there was also a mountain of pressure.

And when these young Zizhu Alley children were silent, the burly figure of Lao Jin, who was wearing the cannon of the official of the tour department, appeared in the center of Dongwang Square, and beside him was a group of other people. Officials of the Touring Department, including the young girls Jin Yi and Ziyue.

Then the one-armed, one-eyed Lao Jin, who at first glance seemed a little vicious, shouted loudly after pulling his throat:

"Everyone, the reason why we Guanyou Division and Zhenhuang City, and His Majesty opened up the Nanman Forest here is to let all our people see the bigger and more mysterious world with their own eyes, such as our newly built town. Desolate New City, such as the barbarians living in the jungle, and the efforts and blood of our southwest people in this jungle.

"Glory is my life!"

Lao Jin raised his arms and roared, igniting the enthusiasm of all the citizens in the square, and they also raised their arms and roared:

"Great Xia Glory, Great Xia Glory!"

When the shouts that shook the sky continued to spread outward, Lao Jin grinned and roared again:

"Of course, I, Lao Jin, will not forget the main purpose of everyone coming here. Then, the main event is coming soon."

Before Lao Jin's roar fell, the shouts of the people who were completely ignited with boundless enthusiasm rose to the sky in unison:

"Valley of Giants, Valley of Giants, Valley of Giants!"

"That's right, it's the Valley of Giants!"

Lao Jin raised his one arm and pressed it down lightly, and then the thick voice continued to reach everyone's ears:

"Everyone, next time, the official of the sightseeing tour department of our town in the deserted city will distribute a special teleportation scroll to you, and by tearing this scroll, you can directly descend to the Valley of Giants in the depths of the Nanman, and get what you want. May, and create history, truly become the first group of people to step into one of the eight forbidden areas."

After the roar was over, deafening cheers soared to the sky again, and then the tour officials beside Lao Jin spread out together and began to distribute the special scrolls in their hands.

Half a quarter of an hour later, all the disciples in Zizhu Lane also took the teleportation scroll from the hands of the young girls Jin Yi and Zi Yue, and saluted together, thanking them: