The Shaman ignored his pestering and only looked at the few cultivators.
"What's going on? Has the grassland become a sieve? How can a Foundation Establishment cultivator sneak in so easily? "
One of the sorcerers was in charge of the communication between the Wolf Valley and the mortal tribes, so he knew more about the situation.
"This person is a traveling merchant. You know, after the grassland opened its door in recent years, there are many such merchants. In order to maintain a friendly relationship, we can't verify them one by one! We just made a rough registration.
I suddenly remembered that just yesterday, a Central Plains man who was teaching here fled back to the Central Plains, and he knew this person. Is there any relationship between them? "
"Central Plains man? Teaching? Since he's a mortal, why does it matter if he leaves or not? "The Sorcerer frowned. He basically didn't care about the affairs in the tribe, because it was too trivial and would delay his cultivation.
So the sorcerer explained. After all, the grassland people were few in number, and couldn't be compared with the Central Plains. Each sorcerer was responsible for one tribe, and the practitioners had a strong memory, so they basically didn't miss out any personal information. Fang Zihui was a famous person in the Tauji Tribe, so it was normal for the sorcerer to have an impression of him.
The Sorcerer was a little angry, "Oh? So, there's no doubt that they're in the same group. One fled back, and the other stole the child. They just don't want the child to be educated by the Sorcerer of the grassland!
Humph, Black Deer God above, no matter which tribe the parents are from, as long as they're born in the grassland, they're the children of the grassland! They have the obligation to pass on the glory of the grassland!
I'd like to see just what kind of stubborn person this teacher is! You married a woman from the grassland and enjoyed the treatment of the grassland. It's understandable that you didn't forget your identity as a Central Plains man for more than ten years, but now you're not even willing to let them recognize your child?
Could it be that my prairie is hell? It's really hell, what are you doing here? "
A group of people flew in the air, carrying the ice guest, and flew towards the Tauji Tribe. This was not the Sorcerer's whim. In recent years, a trend of extravagance had spread in the grassland. With better living conditions, the trend of enjoyment must be brought along with it, which was the disease of human beings.
It was precisely because of this that the hardworking witchcraft practitioners were no longer as enthusiastic as before. Although there had not been any resistance, avoidance, or resistance, it was only a matter of time before this happened. This was especially true for the children of wealthy families. They were afraid of the journey to become a Magus, which had a high mortality rate. Some of them even used the excuse of being a merchant to hide in the Central Plains. When they came back, once they passed the age limit, they would no longer look for them.
This evil trend must be stopped! He had been looking for a reason. Since the Book Teacher from the Central Plains had jumped out on his own, he did not mind making an example out of him!
The group of people moved as fast as lightning, and soon arrived at the camp of the Stab Tribe. Below, the chief and a group of nobles heard the news, and rushed over one after another. Among them was Fang Zi Hui, who was tied up and beaten beyond recognition.
Although he had stayed on the grassland for more than ten years, he was still no match for the authentic grassland men when it came to martial arts on horseback.
Although he had some reputation in the prairie, he was not from the prairie after all. So what if he was from the prairie? The lower-class herdsmen did not have much awareness of the overall situation. They were the easiest group to incite. As long as someone fanned the flames, they would become the most impulsive cannon fodder!
The High Shaman looked at him and said coldly, "Do you know this cultivator? Did you persuade him to steal children from the Wolf Valley? "
Although his face was beyond recognition, Fang Zi Hui was still conscious, "No, I don't know him!"
He did not want to implicate others. This was his last pride as a scholar. If there was a trial, it should be on him alone!
The High Shaman snorted. It was very easy to know the true thoughts of this mortal. In fact, he was also very sure. It could be seen from the eye contact when they met!
The reason why he asked was to let him say it in front of hundreds of people from the grassland! Only then could it shock people!
Then he turned to the Ice Guest, "It seems that you also don't know him?"
The Ice Guest laughed. A mortal could be so strong in front of a foreign tribe. How could he, a cultivator, not be as good as him?
"I know the leg you brewed! I have the obligation to help any bloodline of the Central Plains people as long as they don't want to! This is Xuanyuan's responsibility! "
Hearing his bad breath, the shaman next to him hit his abdomen hard, almost shattering his Dantian.
The High Shaman's expression did not change. Xuanyuan Swordsman would never admit defeat. It had been like this for tens of thousands of years. No matter how cowardly a person was, he would behave the same after entering the Demon Gate. So he was too lazy to persuade him. It was meaningless.
"You broke into the forbidden area without permission. You should be punished according to your crime! This is the iron law of the cultivation world! Xuanyuan can't say anything! "
The Ice Guest spat out the blood foam in his mouth. He knew that he would not be spared this time. There were many reasons, but he never thought that it was because of his strength. He just felt that if he had a master earlier, things would not be like this!
But he did not want to show weakness, "It doesn't matter! It's just a matter of whether I should go first or later! I will go down and reserve a good place for you. Don't worry, you will thank me when we meet again! "
Such a threat could not suppress the Sorcerer of the grassland. For tens of thousands of years, even when they were almost exterminated by Xuanyuan in the most difficult time, they had never softened their backs! Not to mention the death threat of a little Zhuji Stage cultivator.
Then he looked at Fang Zihui, "You came back alone? Why didn't you bring your family? "
Fang Zihui's face was pale. He had already lost the desire to live. He only felt that his life was a failure. When he was young, he was ashamed to face his parents. When he was an adult, he was ashamed to face his wife and children. The only point of his pride was that he shouldered all the responsibilities on himself.
"Only me! My wife didn't agree! She thought this was the glory of the Black Deer God. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come back alone! "
The High Shaman said gently, "To mortals, especially scholars, I am willing to give you another chance!
Turn over a new leaf and believe sincerely. Your children will serve the Great God forever!
Then, I will let bygones be bygones for what you have done! Your life will be as usual. You can continue to spread your knowledge. Your family will not be harmed. This cultivator who fought for you will not die for you!
Are you willing to do that? "
Fang Zihui's eyes swept across the faces of the crowd. He did not even stay on Bing Ke's face for a second. Everyone had their own persistence. He had it, and so did this Taoist. He had heard too many stories about Xuanyuan since he was young. How could this High Shaman's words fool him?
Xuanyuan Swordsman would not let others decide his fate! Even if you have good intentions!
"I am not willing!
People of the Snow Mountain will not believe in the God of the grassland! I have not even believed in the God of Xuanyuan. How dare you talk about these wild gods and traveling immortals!
Scholars only believe in reason, only study, and do not worship ghosts and gods! "
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