The black carriage opened and Song Xing got out of the carriage.
When they arrived at Longquan City, which was Bai Ziting's territory, dozens of miles away from Longquan, Bai Ziting arranged for his men to rush back to the city and put on the most solemn etiquette to welcome Song Xing into the city.
The city lord's palace was brightly lit and the magnificently decorated hall was lined with countless men, women and children. They were all famous people from all over Longquan, and they were all kneeling quietly and solemnly in front of the hall.
In the middle of the main hall, Bai Ziting sat on it, with a calm demeanor and a kind of majesty all over his body.
Facing Bai Ziting's thanks again, Song Xing picked up the wine glass in front of him and looked at the strange flowers carved on the golden wine glass with great interest:
"I came to Longquan just to find the ancient relics left by the descendants of the Yufu clan. Your family has lived in Longquan for so many years. I think you are more familiar with the surrounding terrain than I, a newcomer."
Although he was eager to seize Song Xing's life-saving straw, Bai Ziting still did not agree. Instead, he solemnly asked: "May I ask, sir, what are the characteristics of this Yufu clan?"
After Xi Yao roughly described the situation of the Yufu clan, Bai Ziting asked someone to find the most knowledgeable shaman in Longquan and ask about the Yufu clan's records.
Shamanism worships nature, worships totems, worships nature, and believes that all things are animistic and that the soul is immortal. It is believed that the world is divided into three realms: "Heaven" is the upper realm where gods live; the ground is the middle realm where humans live; and "hell" is the lower realm where demons and ancestor souls live.
In Longquan City, Sumo Mohe also believed in shamanism. Whenever he encountered unresolved matters, the great shaman would consult his ancestors and ask spirits for divination.
Faced with Bai Ziting's question about the Yufu clan this time, this old shaman with white beard and hair thought about it for a long time and really provided a useful clue.
Before shamanism ruled this grassland, hundreds of years ago there was an extremely powerful sect that believed in the golden sacred tree and lived on the top of the snow-capped mountains, ruling the world from high above.
But one day, the end came, and the snow mountains collapsed, burying that sect forever in the snow mountains. Because of this, shamanism was able to develop step by step and become the new faith of the grassland people.
"Golden Sacred Tree?"
Song Xing and Xi Yao looked at each other and asked Bai Ziting, "Clan leader, can I ask what the golden sacred tree that this sect believes in looks like?"
Bai Ziting nodded and used millet to quickly communicate with the old shaman. The old shaman was old and his thinking was a little slow, but his articulation was still clear. After some conversation, Song Xing finally understood this thing that was buried in history by the snowy mountains. In the sect, the golden sacred tree of belief roughly looks like.
"Although it is not a golden mask, it is quite similar in that it uses a golden object as a totem."
Song Xing communicated with Xi Yao, took out the Shang Dynasty sun bird's gold artifact that Xi Yao found, and handed it to the old shaman.
The old shaman opened his eyes wide and brought the gold vessel to his eyes to examine it carefully. He murmured in his mouth. After a long time, he returned the gold vessel to Song Xing and uttered a series of words.
Bai Ziting translated from the side: "The great shaman said that this sacred bird is more similar to the totem of the Snow Mountain Sect in the shamanistic records. On the golden sacred tree that the Snow Mountain Sect believed in, there was a golden sacred bird perched on it. It symbolizes the sun that shines on all things.”
Hearing this, Xi Yao's face was filled with joy: "How dare I ask the city lord, where is the snow mountain where the Snow Mountain Sect is buried now?"
Bai Ziting asked the great shaman again in Sumo language, and the reply he got was that Snow Mountain is a few miles north of Longquan City, and it is also the origin of Longquan City, Longquan Mountain.
Longquan Mountain is one of the sacred places of the Sumo people.
Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a large tribe here in Longquan Mountain. Later, for unknown reasons, it suddenly split into the ten Sumo tribes today.
Although the ten tribes are independent in their own affairs, they all regard this towering mountain as the most mysterious mountain in their hearts.
It represents holiness, bravery, and strength, and it symbolizes the glory and hope of the Sumo tribe, so the ten people of the Sumo tribe call this peak "Longquan".
But when it came to Longquan Mountain, both Song Xing and Xi Yao were keenly aware of the unnatural flash in Bai Ziting's eyes.
"Isn't it convenient to go to Longquan Mountain?"
Faced with Xi Yao's question, Bai Ziting did not hide anything: "I dare not deceive you. Although Longquan Mountain is the sacred mountain of the Sumo tribe, in the past hundred years, few people have dared to go to that mountain."
"Why?"
"It is said that in order to enter the holy mountain and find the remains of the Snow Mountain Cult, the Turks sent a team of thousands of people into the mountain. As a result, none of these soldiers came out alive."
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Bai Ziting's face looked a little ugly, "Because of this, Longquan Mountain is not only a holy land, but also known as a thousand-year-old mausoleum. It is surrounded by trees and is dark and humid. Except for the occasional wild wolf passing by, it is no longer visible. Figures of other animals.”
"In addition, the Snow Mountain Sect was destroyed in one day, so in the hearts of ordinary prairie people, Longquan Mountain is an unknown place, and strangers should not approach it."
Song Xing and Xi Yao both didn't believe in the theory of ghosts and gods: "It doesn't matter, we warriors have strong Qi and blood, so even if there are evil spirits, we can't get close to them."
Seeing that Song Xing had made up his mind, Bai Ziting stopped talking and said: "In that case, tomorrow I will arrange for soldiers to go to Longquan Mountain to explore the way for the noble man. After all, Longquan Mountain covers a very large area, and with my help, it will be better." We can find the Snow Mountain Sect ruins early."
Song Xing nodded: "In that case, it's time for you."
In the next few days, Song Xing and the others settled down in Longquan City, while Bai Ziting arranged for hundreds of young men to march towards Longquan Mountain.
Longquan Mountain covers an area of thousands of miles. Naturally, it is impossible to directly find the Yufu ruins based on rumors alone. We can only choose the direction and start digging within the general area delineated by Xi Yao and the few words passed down by shamanism.
At the same time, Bai Ziting was also recruiting troops and dispatching generals in the city in order to cope with the possible war that would follow.
During this period, Bai Ziting had someone send him an animal skin book that recorded the deeds that happened near Longquan before the Sumo Mohe tribe and Longquan City were founded.
Although the Sumo people do not have their own civilization, they still have simple writing and will inscribe some important deeds on stone tablets or record them on animal skins in the Sumo language.
In this animal skin book called the Samana Sutra, Song Xing learned many deeds recorded by the Sumo people.
Just like this, a few days later, Longquan received news that Eastern Turk Jieli Khan personally led an army of 100,000 to conquer Longquan, and was about to destroy Longquan City in one fell swoop.
However, the number of combatable soldiers and horses in Bai Ziting's hands, including the old and weak, was only ten thousand.
What made Longquan feel even more desperate was that this time, in order to completely destroy Longquan and not establish a country for Longquan, Jieli paid a huge price and personally led the Golden Wolf Army to conquer, in order to completely destroy Longquan with the power of wind and waves.
At this moment, the Lord of Longquan was worshiping Ziting, but he and Song Xing had gone deep into the snow-capped mountains outside Longquan City.
