The fourth year of Tian Yuan, the Barbarian Race's Jia Shen year, the fifteenth of December.
It was forbidden to be buried. It was suitable to pray for blessings, worship the ancestors, and worship the ancestors.
The Barbarian Race's ancestral land.
Lu Qingshan and Tribe Leader You Xiong stood side by side. In front of them was Na Mu Cuo Lake. Beside them was the Western Rat King, who had transformed into a silver-grey giant tiger.
Na Mu Cuo was an extremely large lake. The lakeside stretched for a long distance, and there were almost a hundred tall platforms built from grey rocks.
And in the center of Na Mu Cuo Lake, there was a huge statue.
Only a small part of the statue was above the surface of the lake. The rest of the statue was submerged in the lake water.
This was the place where the Barbarian Race worshipped their ancestors.
Of the thousands of clans in the Barbarian Race, ninety percent of them had come this time. They were all surrounding Na Mu Cuo Lake.
In this kind of occasion, there was no one who would cause trouble. Moreover, the people who came were all cultivators with important positions in the clans. No one would be stupid enough to cause trouble.
So although there were many people, the clans each occupied a piece of land. They either closed their eyes and meditated, or chatted casually. They lived together peacefully, leisurely waiting for the ancestral worship ceremony to officially begin.
With so many clans and at least one Guardian Spirit from each clan, the total number of Guardian Spirits could be imagined.
And because there were too many Guardian Spirits, the entire lakeside of Na Mu Cuo Lake was filled with a sense of savagery.
Every single Guardian Spirit was surrounded by a fierce aura. There were even quite a few bird type Guardian Spirits that danced in the sky. Their towering figures were a ghastly sight.
Na Mu Cuo was not a simple lake.
It was the sacred lake of the Barbarian Race.
In the depths of the lake, there was a huge cave.
Every few years, some golden pond water would gush out from this cave.
This golden pond water was extremely strange. No matter what kind of demon beast, as long as they entered this pond water and meditated to absorb it, their bloodline power would increase greatly, and even break the shackles of their own bloodline.
In the history of the Barbarian Race, many demon beasts had grown into great demons with the help of this golden pond water.
This cave was the most important secret realm of the Barbarian Race. It was also the reason why those demon beasts were willing to choose the Barbarian Race as their Guardian Spirit — the Dragon Gate!
In the end, a Guardian Spirit was just a high-level worker.
Lu Qingshan thought to himself.
"Brother, why do you keep looking at the center of the lake?" You Xiong Chief saw Lu Qingshan looking at the center of Na Mu Cuo Lake and asked.
Lu Qingshan thought for a moment and said, "I keep having the feeling that there's an inexplicably familiar aura floating around that statue."
"Aura? Why didn't I feel it? " Leader You Xiong was stunned at first, then he shook his head and said, "Besides, this is the first time my brother has attended the ancestral worshipping ceremony. How could he know our beasts?"
Tribe Leader You Xiong emphasized the words' Barbarian Tribe '.
"Savage beast?"
"That's the name of this statue.
The Dragon Gate is a secret realm discovered by the first generation Great Dream Shaman of the Barbarian Tribe.
When the Great Dream Shaman discovered the Dragon Gate, this statue had already existed. No one knew who made it, and no one knew what kind of ferocious beast this statue belonged to.
That's why the Great Dream Shaman named it a savage beast. "
You Xiong Chief explained, "The Barbarian Race has controlled this place for so long, but we still haven't figured out what kind of demon beast this statue was made of. My brother's inexplicable sense of familiarity is even more inexplicable."
Lu Qingshan was silent.
In fact, that aura was faintly discernible. He wasn't sure whether it existed or not. Thinking about it carefully, what You Xiong Chief said made sense, so he didn't say anything more. Instead, he turned to look at the terrifying demon beasts around him.
This was the purpose of attending the ancestral worshipping ceremony of the Barbarian Race.
These demon beasts were the Guardian Spirits of the Barbarian Race. In terms of strength, the weakest one was at the peak of Level Three, while the strongest one was at Level Seven. They were the best choice to observe.
Lu Qingshan's gaze wandered around. He saw winged pythons, pangolins that were hundreds of feet long, green bulls with scales, apes with lantern-sized nostrils, and countless species. It was like a Garden of Beasts.
From this, it could be seen that You Xiong Chief wasn't fooling him. The Barbarian Race did indeed take brawn as their beauty. The Guardian Spirits of each race were all huge beasts. There were no small ones at all.
These ferocious beasts were extremely ferocious. Their aura was surging, but they seemed to be afraid, so they had been suppressing their aura.
"The You Xiong Race hasn't been able to get a place to enter the Dragon Gate for more than four hundred years." You Xiong Chief transmitted his voice at this time, "My brother, in fact, it doesn't matter whether we participate in the ancestral worshipping ceremony or not.
With Niu 'er's strength, he definitely won't be able to get the precious 25 places. "
You Xiong Chief glanced at a young barbarian standing behind them from the corner of his eyes.
He was the representative of the You Xiong Race to participate in the ancestral worshipping ceremony. His name was You Xiong Niu, and he was at the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment level.
To have such a cultivation level before thirty years old, he was already one of the most outstanding ones in the You Xiong Race. However, compared to the thousands of Barbarian Race families, he was not even worth mentioning.
You Xiong Niu obviously didn't know what his Chief said about him. He was staring at Lu Qingshan with a fanatical look.
He was one of the You Xiong cultivators who was lucky enough to follow Lu Qingshan to fight against the giant deer. After seeing Elder Hao's invincible appearance, his young heart was already filled with admiration for Elder Hao.
You Xiong Chief felt a bit melancholy.
'He has only been here for a few days. I have worked so hard for the You Xiong Race for so many years. How come I have never seen you look at me like that?'
'The human world is not worth it.'
"It doesn't matter if we can get a place to enter the Dragon Gate or not. I just brought my pet here to see the world." Lu Qingshan smiled and replied. He didn't seem to care.
Of course, that was just an excuse. He was the one who came here to see the world.
At that moment, a strange light flickered through his eyes.
His mind gradually wandered, and he immersed himself in the bodies of those Vicious Beasts.
Ever since he arrived here, he had been observing the different types of Guardian Spirits, down to their scales and pores. He was trying to find a suitable life form for his sword Qi.
By now, he had already observed more than sixty Guardian Spirits. He could clearly feel that his comprehension of sword Qi had unknowingly increased by quite a bit.
Even though there were still no signs of the birth of a life form for his sword Qi, it was clear that he had been touched.
Sure enough, he had come to the right place.
Lu Qingshan was overjoyed.
At this rate, if he could observe all of the Guardian Spirits in the Barbarian Race's ancestral land, even if he couldn't produce a sword Qi spirit, he wouldn't be far from it.
Moreover, he was actually quite curious as to what kind of form his sword Qi spirit would take.
According to Xia Daoyun, Sect Master Qingyun Sword Immortal's sword Qi spirit was a Kun Peng. It could devour the sun, moon, and stars, and was a ninth-grade life form.
Meanwhile, Xia Daoyun's sword Qi spirit was a Startled Swan, or perhaps a Roaming Dragon. Even though he didn't know its grade, Lu Qingshan was sure that it was at least a seventh-grade life form if it could be related to a 'dragon'.
When he thought of that, he became even more expectant. He wanted to know what grade his sword Qi spirit would reach.
.....
Dong dong dong!
The heavy sound of drums suddenly rang out, and a boundless will surged over.
The Guardian Spirits, who were already a bit restless, also calmed down.
Lu Qingshan was disturbed by the sound of the drums, and immediately woke up from his dazed state.
Beside him, Tribe Chief You Xiong already had a serious expression on his face.
Amidst the Barbarian Race's ancient and rough war drums, three people walked over from the horizon.
These three people were the three people with the highest status in the Barbarian Race.
The one in the lead was the Great Dream Shaman. He wore a beast robe, and his hair casually fell on his shoulders. He looked like an old man in his sixties. His long beard fluttered in the wind, and his face was full of wrinkles.
Behind him stood the Great Dream Shaman's disciple and the Great Khan of the Barbarian Race, whose battle prowess was unparalleled.
The Great Dream Shaman and the Great Khan were both eighth-grade powerhouses. Their statuses were self-evident.
As for the Great Dream Shaman's disciple, he was a young man who had just reached the fifth level.
However, the Great Dream Shaman had always had a single heir, so if nothing unexpected happened, he would be the next Great Dream Shaman. Thus, even if his cultivation wasn't high, his status couldn't be underestimated.
Lu Qingshan only glanced at the Barbarian Great Dream Shaman and the Great Khan before retracting his gaze.
He didn't dare look too much.
Cultivators of this level already had the power to connect with the gods. Their spiritual senses were extremely sharp. If he looked too much, it was very likely that he would be noticed.
His Nightwalker Ancient Jade was useless in front of a cultivator of the eighth level. They only needed to examine him a little, and Lu Qingshan's true colors would be revealed. Thus, he had no choice but to be careful.
However, he didn't have to worry too much. As long as he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, the Great Dream Shaman wouldn't be so idle as to examine this Barbarian who was participating in the ancestral worship ceremony.
The Great Dream Shaman and the Great Khan slowly landed on the ancestral worship platform.
Although it was called the ancestral worship platform, to be precise, it was a part of the huge statue in the lake.
Lu Qingshan didn't know how big the statue was. However, just the small part that was exposed on the lake was enough to cover the sky and the sun.
Due to its ferocious appearance, it was difficult to tell which part was exposed on the water. However, there was a huge space above it, and in the end, it was used by the Barbarians as the ancestral worship platform.
The ancestral worship ceremony officially began.
Although the Barbarians' way of life was a little primitive, the complicated ceremony of ancestral worship was not familiar to the human race at all. It was extremely annoying.
Lu Qingshan watched the ancestral worship ceremony for a while, and the strange feeling in his heart surged again.
His gaze once again fell on the statue that was only exposed on the tip of the iceberg. An inexplicably familiar aura seemed to linger, and it made him suspicious again.
Just as Lu Qingshan's mind was drifting, the sound of the war drums stopped.
The Great Dream Shaman stood on the ancestral worship platform and looked down at the Barbarians by the lake. He was like a lion king on the grassland counting his subjects.
After a while.
The Great Dream Shaman waved his hand, and the disciple standing behind him hurriedly stepped forward. He held a text in his hand and recited in a clear voice:
"To the spirit of the Barbarian Ancestor, it says:
Only the Barbarian Ancestor can extend … Carry the Fire Luck, the four lands are at peace … Worship the God, enjoy! "
Then, the Great Dream Shaman personally burned the text.
The drums sounded again.
Dong Dong Dong!!!
The sound of the war drums was heavier than the previous one. After nine beats, the people of the various clans who were watching the ceremony immediately followed the sound of the war drums, and softly chanted some strange but strange rhythmic syllables.
Lu Qingshan mixed in with them. He could only imitate the Nanguo Virgin, and make up the numbers for once.
After a while, the chanting ended.
At this time, the ancestral worship ceremony was only half completed. However, there was nothing else for them to do.
Because, the next segment was the ancestral worship competition. Every clan would send out a young and strong lad to compete in the arena.
The duelling arena was the hundred or so grey stone platforms located by the lake.
There were more than a thousand clans participating in the ancestral worship ceremony. In other words, there would be more than a thousand young cultivators on the stage to compete.
Even if there were more than a hundred arenas, with so many cultivators, it would take at least ten days to decide the final twenty-five people.
This was exactly what Lu Qingshan wished for. Observing the Guardian Spirit also required time.
Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, batch after batch of young cultivators stepped onto the arena. This scene was comparable to the Seven Regions Dao Discussion that Lu Qingshan participated in a year ago.
However, because the Barbarians were all body cultivators, the duels were very similar, and there was not much to watch. It was just two barbarians crazily attacking each other in the arena, their fists hitting flesh. Only when one side couldn't hold on any longer would the victor be determined.
It was a one-sided duel, and it took a long time. In his previous life, this was the so-called bladder game.
In the ancestral worship competition, there would be more than a thousand such bladder games.
"These barbarians …" Even if Lu Qingshan didn't have any prejudice against body cultivators, he couldn't help but lament in his heart after looking at the duels on the arena.
The Western Rat King yawned a few times, feeling extremely bored. Unfortunately, there were too many fierce people here, and he didn't dare to jump around. He could only watch the show obediently.
As for the Guardian Spirits of the various large Barbarian clans, it was rare for them to be so quiet. They were completely focused on watching the duels between the young cultivators.
After all, this was related to whether they could enter the Dragon Gate to further their studies.
Lu Qingshan, on the other hand, was seriously observing these Guardian Spirits.
'You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the person looking at the scenery is looking at you from upstairs.'
This sentence suddenly appeared in Lu Qingshan's heart.
The first day passed quickly, and the duels on the arena continued. The sounds of fists hitting flesh were endless, mixed with the roars of some hot-blooded Barbarian youths.
This was also the fun of body cultivators. In a duel of fists hitting flesh, if you yelled at the top of your lungs, it seemed that the damage output would be much higher.
The next day, the You Xiong Bull of the You Xiong Tribe finally came out to battle. After two hours of fierce battle, he was gloriously defeated. He walked in front of the West Rat King dejectedly and apologized to his family's new "Guardian Spirit".
The third day, the fourth day …
Time passed. Unknowingly, Lu Qingshan's mind was constantly observing the Guardian Spirits. Gradually, a rumbling sound came out, and a strange, indescribable power was born.
At this time, he had already observed all the thousand or so Guardian Spirits in the entire Barbarian Ancestral Land, but a creature that was compatible with him still hadn't appeared.
'I've observed more than a thousand Guardian Spirits, and there are even Seventh Grade Great Demons among them, but there isn't a creature that is compatible with my temperament?' Lu Qingshan was a little confused.
He could feel that in his mind, something seemed to be breaking out of the ground.
This feeling was very strong, but it was just a breath away, and it was stuck there. It was neither up nor down, and it made Lu Qingshan feel very uncomfortable. He urgently wanted to push aside this layer of fog, and break through this layer of barrier.
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be so difficult to form sword qi.
Because if observing more than a thousand Guardian Spirits wasn't enough to form sword qi, then how many Sword Cultivators in the world could reach the realm of sword qi?
Powerful Demonic Beasts weren't cabbages. They weren't something you could find just because you wanted to. Even if you found one, it wouldn't just sit there obediently for you to observe. Most of the time, it should be:
"What are you looking at?"
"I'm looking at you, so what?"
…
Lu Qingshan just happened to be in time for the Barbarian Ancestral Worship Ceremony, so he had the opportunity to observe so many powerful Demonic Beasts without restraint.
But even like this, he still couldn't give birth to his own sword qi creature.
"What is the creature that is compatible with my sword qi?"
His gaze swept across the Guardian Spirits in a daze, but he found that no matter how he observed these Demonic Beasts, it was difficult to touch him.
He had reached a bottleneck.
There was only a thin layer, but if he wanted to cross it, it was like ascending to the heavens.
He looked at the stage again, and found that the Ancestral Worship Ceremony was about to end.
.....
Just as the Ancestral Worship Ceremony was in full swing on the stage, in a clan not far from Lu Qingshan, there were two Barbarians with fleeting eyes, whispering to each other.
"Yin He, are you sure?"
"I'm sure. This is indeed the place where Lord Sacred Beast is sealed.
The so-called Dragon Gate should be the first layer of Lord Sacred Beast's seal. If these Barbarians hadn't broken this seal privately, Lord Sacred Beast might not have been able to send out a request for help.
Speaking of which, we have to thank these Barbarians, hehe … "Yin He laughed sinisterly.
"We'll inform the Master of Shenshu Prefecture as soon as possible."
"Okay."
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