The baby girl's behavior caused an uproar among the crowd.
The name of the barbarian youth who was turned into an ice sculpture was "Duoji", which means "lightning" in the language of the barbarians. He came from the Xiaoyue tribe and was a slightly famous warrior. He once killed a large Qi border guard in the rebellion. The leader's head and much admired by his compatriots.
Unexpectedly, he had no power to fight back in front of Gu Xu.
"Sure enough, he is an evil practitioner who sacrifices the souls of babies as weapons..." Harabar took a deep breath and sighed silently in his heart.
The other people, especially Duoji's tribe, all took out their weapons and pointed their blades at Gu Xu, pretending to fight him to the death.
Gu Xu sighed softly and waved to the baby girl: "Come back and stop making trouble."
The baby girl glanced at him with innocent eyes and fell back into his arms.
"By the way, help this warrior thaw." Gu Xu pointed at Duoji, who was sealed in the ice and unable to move.
The baby girl blinked.
The ice quickly melted into water, and Dorje regained his ability to move.
But his face was still pale, and he was obviously frightened by this one-sided battle.
As for the others, they all took a few steps back, not daring to act rashly, let alone teasing and mocking Gu Xu anymore.
They could see that the strength Gu Xu had shown so far was just the tip of the iceberg. He dealt with Duoji as easily as dusting himself off.
"What is his identity?" Many doubts arose in everyone's mind.
Naturally, a Qi man as strong as Gu Xu could not be a prisoner captured by Harabar - Harabar was his prisoner.
Then what is the purpose of coming to the Holy Mountain of the Grassland alone?
You're not here to live in peace with the wolves, are you?
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On the top of the holy mountain, stands a gray-white giant wolf statue.
This statue is tall and majestic, reaching into the sky. In front of it, pedestrians on the ground are like ants that can be easily slapped to death by it.
It is entirely carved from granite. The undulating stone texture outlines the outline of every hair, and every detail is lifelike. Its backbone is raised high, its body leans forward, its mouth is slightly open, revealing sharp fangs, as if it is about to pounce on the prey in front of it at any time.
Gu Xu noticed that this statue had been weathered for a long time - there were many clear cracks on its body, witnessing the passage of time and the erosion of wind and rain.
However, these traces do not detract from its majesty, but rather highlight its vicissitudes and solemnity, making people feel insignificant from the bottom of their hearts.
According to the customs of the prairie people, the first thing they do after arriving at the Holy Mountain is to offer sacrifices to the Wolf God.
As soon as Harabar and others arrived at the top of the mountain, dozens of golden light ribbons fell from the sky, converging into a dazzling halo in front of everyone. Then the halo split from the middle, and an old woman with white hair and a wooden staff appeared out of thin air.
She wears colorful long-distance running clothes and all kinds of weird jewelry. Her face not only has deep wrinkles, but also tattoos with complex patterns, giving people a feeling that is both evil and sacred.
Harabar took the lead to step forward, bowed deeply to the white-haired old woman, and said respectfully: "I have met the shaman."
Harabar took the lead to step forward, bowed deeply towards the white-haired old woman, and said to her respectfully: "I have met the shaman."
While speaking, Harabar glanced at Gu Xu from the corner of his eye, trying to wink at the white-haired old woman and hint to her:
This Qi man is a formidable enemy. How do you think we should deal with it?
But the old woman was completely indifferent to his hint.
Her eyes looked a little hollow, a little dull, as if she was absent-minded and wandering.
"Begin your sacrifice." She said in a hoarse and emotionless voice.
Different beliefs in Dahuang have different styles.
The God that the Da Qi Dynasty believed in always appeared to be aloof and aloof from the world. He regards all things as stupid dogs and never makes any demands on offerings and sacrifices from believers. Only when Daqi monks draw talismans, call upon gods, or do divination, can they clearly feel the presence of God and His supreme power.
In contrast, Dayan's Fire Temple is much more down-to-earth. The God of Fire never hesitates to perform miracles in front of his believers. His power also truly exists in the blood of the people, in the "Nirvana Sutra" and the Holy Fire Totem.
As for the wolf god that the grassland people believe in, it has a wild and primitive animal nature.
He encouraged believers to cut off the heads of their enemies and offer them to Him as sacrifices; if the sacrifices sent by the believers satisfied Him, they would have a chance to receive gifts from Him.
The shaman on the holy mountain is the spokesperson of the Wolf God.
He never personally delivers oracles to his believers, but often communicates his will through shamans.
Gu Xu stood under the statue and could clearly feel the power of countless incense coming from all directions, converging into a rolling torrent, and then being absorbed by the statue.
Perhaps because he had been the "God of Fire" in the north, this power made him feel very familiar and close.
His intuition told him that if he wanted to, he could use his mind to cut off the torrent of incense power and use it for his own use.
Of course, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he did not do this.
After a while, Harabar took out two bloody heads from his bag, placed them on the high platform in front of the giant wolf statue, then knelt down on the ground, clasped his hands together, and muttered something:
"Great Wolf God, these two heads belong to the two spies from Qi I caught on the grassland..."
As soon as Harabar finished speaking, a golden light curtain suddenly descended from the sky, covering his entire body.
Immediately afterwards, a gray-white wolf-shaped shadow dozens of feet tall appeared above the giant wave statue.
This giant wolf phantom raised its head high, revealing its sharp fangs, exuding terrifying power, and let out an earth-shattering roar towards the sky.
"Ouch——"
This sound seemed to penetrate the sky, shake the earth, and make everyone's hearts pause for a moment.
Hearing this sound, everyone present except Gu Xu kneeled on the ground, kowtowed to the giant wolf, and chanted praises to the wolf god.
I don't know how much time passed before Harabar finally walked out of the light curtain.
His face was filled with joy, and the color of the tattoos on his body was a little darker than before.
The white-haired old woman took a step forward.
Harabar originally thought that the shaman was coming to congratulate him on getting a reward from the Wolf God.
The sentence "I will definitely work harder to serve the great Wolf God in the future" is about to blurt out.
However, what happened next was beyond everyone’s expectations——
I saw the white-haired old woman bypassing Harabar, quickly walking to Gu Xu, bending slightly towards him, and said politely:
"My lord, the great wolf god invites you to speak inside the light curtain."
(End of chapter)
