How could a man from Qi, who looked thin and frail, inexplicably become the khan of the grassland?
Did he use evil spells to influence the minds of the shamans, forcing them to make such unreasonable decisions?
But because shamans are the spokespersons of the Wolf God in the mortal world and have always had a very high prestige on the grassland, no one dares to continue to think about it in this direction.
What's more, at this moment, the statue of the Wolf God casts brilliant rays of light, covering Gu Xu's body, making him look sacred and majestic, like a god who came to the human world to patrol under the endless rays of light.
Everyone looked at each other with complicated eyes.
Then he also followed the shamans, knelt down in front of Gu Xu, and shouted long live in confusion.
The most embarrassing among them is undoubtedly Harabar.
He never imagined that the person he once wanted to rob would suddenly transform into the incarnation of a god and the king of the grassland.
And it's different from the previous Khans.
Gu Xu does not need to defeat all competitors, nor does he need to kneel in front of the statue to pray and wait for the shaman to crown him.
Instead, the shamans begged him to be the Khan.
He even looked a little reluctant himself.
Harabar sighed silently.
He knew very well that now, the position of Khan that he had always dreamed of was no longer available to him.
But maybe it was because Gu Xu left a deep psychological shadow on him in the previous battle.
Regarding Gu Xu, he didn't feel the slightest bit jealous or unconvinced, but instead felt increasingly doubtful and worried.
On the one hand, he was curious about why the great Wolf God would choose a Qi man to be the leader of the grassland people.
On the other hand, he was worried that after becoming a khan, Gu Xu would still remember the revenge of being robbed before and try to fill his shoes.
But Harabar was obviously overly worried.
Because now Gu Xu has no intention of caring about him.
"This broken crown is so heavy," Gu Xu looked at the prairie barbarians kneeling in front of him willingly or unwillingly, and secretly complained in his heart, "The necks of those khans in the past should be It’s made of steel!”
The golden crown that the shamans forced on his head weighed at least four or five kilograms, which made his neck sore. It seemed that if he lowered his head even slightly, it would swell like a big stone and fall to the ground.
He had to quietly use his true energy to slightly relieve the pressure and barely stabilize it on his head.
His attention then turned to the bone staff.
Although this cane looks ugly and does not conform to the aesthetics of the Central Plains people at all, with the power of "Destiny", he can feel it, the giant wolf statue behind him, and all the "wolf people" on the grassland. There is a causal connection.
His intuition told him that the secret of the sudden increase in combat effectiveness of the previous khans after receiving the "Wolf God's Blessing" was hidden in this cane.
He closed his eyes and let a ray of his consciousness sink into the cane.
In an instant, it was like hundreds of rivers flowing eastward into the sea, and the power of the incense on the grassland gathered in the palm of his hand.
At the same time, an invisible and intangible remnant soul floated down from the statue, and silently merged with this beast-like force.
Other grassland khans may think that this residual soul is just a gift from the great wolf god.
But Gu Xu knew very well that this remnant soul was the true form of the "Wolf God".
The wolfdog named "Yuanbao" raised by Emperor Ziwei in the past, in order to collect as much incense as possible, became a model worker in the world of gods. He did not hesitate to send out his deity repeatedly, perform "miracles" and fight side by side with believers.
But at this moment, when its former owner returned to it, it showed unprecedented excitement. It wanted to show off immediately and let its owner see its improvement in strength in recent years.
It's a pity that Gu Xu doesn't have an enemy in front of him that can show off his skills.
Gu Xu also wanted to try the power of this bone cane.
He raised his cane and pointed toward the sky, thinking of the golden divine thunder that Emperor Tianxing summoned over Luojing City on the day of the "Luoshui Conference" - it was the most powerful move he had ever seen. technique.
Today's sky was originally clear and clean, like a sapphire unstained by dust.
But as Gu Xu thought, it was as if the heavenly soldiers were wielding their swords and cutting an exaggerated scratch on the sapphire. A dazzling lightning appeared out of thin air amidst the rumbling thunder, splitting the entire sky into two. .
Almost everyone's heartbeats stopped for a moment.
Then the tip of Gu Xu's staff moved downward slightly.
Golden lightning fell from the sky, like the Milky Way falling for nine days, and landed on a mountaintop hundreds of meters away opposite the Holy Mountain.
In an instant, cracks stretched on the top of the mountain in a zigzag manner, rapidly widening and becoming larger. With a deafening loud noise and violent tremors of the earth, the hill collapsed and turned into rocks rolling down in all directions. Dirt and gravel.
"Is this the power of a saint?" Gu Xu sighed silently in his heart.
Although the power of this lightning was far less than the power of the heavenly tribulation controlled by Emperor Tianxing that day, it was enough to make everyone present stunned and horrified.
He couldn't help but think that if he had possessed this bone scepter when he was fleeing from Jingxing, not only would he not have been embarrassed and injured, but he would also have had the opportunity to kill all the Daqi officials who were chasing him.
"Don't think too much," the white-haired boy in the conscious world suddenly said, interrupting Gu Xu's thoughts, "With Yuanbao's current ability, the most he can do is dominate the grassland with the power of incense. He left. Grassland, it’s nothing.”
Gu Xu nodded, thinking that this should indeed be the case.
Otherwise, the northwest barbarians would not be restricted to the grasslands for a long time. They would only be able to fight on the border between Daqi and Daqi, and would not be able to march straight in and conquer cities and territories.
At this moment, Gu Xu suddenly felt dizzy, his eyes darkened, and he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
Only then did he realize that in order to use this powerful golden thunder, he had exhausted his true energy and even became weak.
"It seems that with my current level of cultivation, I can only use this move once at most, and I will lose the ability to fight after using it," he thought. "It can only be used to save my life in critical moments."
Then he lowered his head slightly, showing a nonchalant look, and looked at the shamans kneeling in front of him: "I'm tired."
"I will take you to the camp to rest." The white-haired old woman immediately stood up and responded.
After witnessing the earth-shattering thunder, she became more and more in awe of Gu Xu, the "god incarnate". She only dared to lead the way respectfully and did not dare to look directly into his eyes again.
(End of chapter)
