I Have a Luck Altar Chapter 510

   After several days, Chen Yuan finally arrived at the territory of the Wanyan clan of the Ancient Jin Royal Court, compared to other royal families.

  The territory controlled by the Wanyan clan is larger and the grassland is more lush.

   It is one of the places where the essence of the entire Mobei Grassland gathers.

   Only in this way can we support the Wanyan clan's army and martial arts experts.

  According to the news that Chen Yuan learned, the Gujin Royal Court alone had 500,000 cavalry in the army directly under it, if you count other miscellaneous tribes.

   There are millions of people!

  It is only with this kind of power that the king of Beiliang, who has 300,000 Beiliang iron cavalry, can make the king of Beiliang feel as if he is facing a formidable enemy.

   As for the strong, they will not lose to the Central Plains Xianmen either.

   There are nearly seven Huayang real people, each of whom is in charge of an army. There are also several strong people at the Yang God level, the high priest of the king's court, the general of the king's court, and the sweat!

   This is the superficial strength displayed by the ancient Jin royal court, and indeed it should not be underestimated.

  After entering the territory of the Ancient Jin Royal Court, Chen Yuan was no longer as unscrupulous as before, and directly changed his appearance and clothes, becoming a real barbarian alchemy master.

  The northern barbarian tribes don't like the casting of cities in the Central Plains, but the gathering place has gone through hundreds of years, and it still looks like a huge city from a distance.

  After a simple identity check, Chen Yuan entered this very weird 'Golden King City'.

  At a glance, the city is filled with endless prairie tents, and all kinds of barbarian cavalry are galloping in the city without any scruples.

  Ordinary herdsmen hurriedly avoided.

  This weird city is very complicated, with rugged roads, and a strange smell mixed in, like the excrement of cows, horses and animals.

   Barbarians.

   This is barbarians.

   Of course, this is only the outer city.

   When Chen Yuan saw the inner city, he felt a little tricky.

  The construction is very good, all of which are simple and unsophisticated city walls, and the soldiers standing guard are more elite. If you want to enter the inner city, you must either be a member of the Wanyan clan or the Thirty-six Royal Family.

  Either it is a barbarian warrior whose cultivation level has reached Tongxuan and above.

  Otherwise, no entry or exit is allowed, and the interrogation is very strict.

  Chen Yuan thought for a while and still didn't go in immediately. After all, he wasn't going to **** the treasure right away, and it wouldn't be too late until the day of sacrifice. The most important thing now is to keep calm.

  Chen Yuan walked in the outer city with a very calm gaze, disguising himself as a lonely barbarian casual cultivator, but no one felt weird, because the grassland was also chaotic.

  Even if the thirty-six royal families are constantly conquering, not to mention those smaller tribes, a large number of tribes are wiped out every year, and naturally there are many casual cultivators left behind.

  His only pity is that there is no place to inquire about information here, and he can only use some means to obtain the information he wants to know.

  In general, it was relatively smooth.

   Knowing the details of the sacrificial ceremony that day, the location is in an open area outside the city, and people from the entire royal city will participate in this grand event to sacrifice to the barbarian gods.

   Looking forward to a good day in the coming year.

  Inner city, inside the palace of the ancient Jin royal court.

  A strong man with a long beard calmly looked down at the group of powerful men below him. His whole body was imposing and he was dressed in a brown robe. He was the sweat of the ancient Jin royal court.

   Wan Yan Tian Ba!

   One of the most honorable people in the entire Mobei Grassland.

  The robes are embroidered with patterns unique to the barbarians. Although they don't wear crowns, their whole person exudes a sense of power without anger.

   There is one person on the left and right below it.

  The person on the left is wearing a long robe, covering most of his body, leaving only a pair of eyes for people to see, and the decoration on his body is more complicated.

   There is a weird smell.

   High priest of the royal court!

  The person on the right is wearing a battle armor, nearly one foot tall, with a strong body, muscles like explosions, bulging veins, and faint light radiating from his eyes.

  The barbarian general, complete face technique!

   is also one of the most powerful people in the entire Wanyan royal court.

  Below, there are the masters of the Wanyan clan and the strong Huayang masters of the tribes under their jurisdiction.

   Wanyan Tianba looked down at everyone in the hall, and said in a deep voice:

   "There are still seven days, and the grand ceremony will come. Are all the ministries ready?"

   "Go back to your majesty, the Qishan Department is ready."

   "Back to the king, the Tian Cang Department is ready."

   "Return to the King"

  The strong men of the royal family immediately reported respectfully.

"very good."

  Wanyan Tianba slowly spit out two words.

   "This big sacrifice is different from the past. Apart from offering sacrifices to the barbarian gods as usual, there is another more important thing to do."

  As soon as his words came out, all the masters below immediately looked at each other in blank dismay, their expressions seemed a little puzzled, but they didn't dare to ask anything at the moment, they just waited for the king to continue talking.

  But Wanyan Tianba's eyes turned to Wanyan Shu, and he nodded slightly, as if to indicate something.

  Wanyanshu's huge body immediately stood up, with a strong sense of oppression, his voice was like thunder, and he said in a deep voice:

   "Besides the sacrifice this time, there is one more thing I want to tell you, that is, the royal court is preparing to attack Liangzhou. This sacrifice is to pray to the heavens and take oaths.

  This time, it is not the previous royal family invasion. This time, half of the royal family's elite will be sent out. This general will command 300,000 troops, and you and other royal families will send troops together, each sending 50,000 elite troops. "

"what!!"

  When they heard such a big event, everyone in the hall was shocked and whispered.

  The shock in my heart cannot be increased.

  After all, although in previous years, the Central Plains was knocked down every year, they were all ordered by the royal court, and the royal families attacked, and there were only a handful of such large battles in the royal court.

  Every time, blood flowed into rivers.

   Not only Liangzhou, but also the royal families.

  With such a big loss, it is inevitable that there will be some resistance in my heart, so I bite the bullet and say:

   "I don't know why the Great Khan made such a big move this time?"

"Yeah yeah."

  Wanyan Tianba condensed his voice:

   "Hmph, short-sighted, don't you know that there are signs of chaos in the Central Plains now? It is our opportunity to act now,

  Back then, those members of the Sima family deceived us. For more than two hundred years, although they often knocked on the pass, they were always blocked by Wei Jinfeng on the grassland. This time,

  Wang Ting wanted the Sima family to pay the price and invaded and occupied the two states of Liangyou in the Central Plains.

   In this way, the rich land of the Central Plains will no longer be able to resist the royal cavalry, and the royal family can also get huge resources, and those people in the Central Plains will also become slaves of the royal court! "

"This"

   The few people below looked a little hesitant. They knew very well that according to the usual practice, whenever they used troops against the Central Plains, they, the royal family, were pawns to consume the Northern Liang army.

  The real royal elite are always put behind.

   "Why, do you have any opinions?"

  God looked around Wanyanshu and asked calmly.

   "Don't dare"

   "We shall obey the orders of the Great Khan."

   "Very good, so let's go down and prepare, gather the elite soldiers from all ministries, and after the sacrifice, we will attack the Central Plains." Wanyan Tianba said in a deep voice.

   "Xiao Wang resigns."

   "Xiao Wang resigns."

  All the strong men of the royal family bowed down one after another.

  Only one old man stood up, bowed and said:

   "Khan, Xiao Wang has one more thing to report."

"Say."

"A few days ago, before coming to Wangting, within Xiaowang's tribe, there were two Central Plains Huayang powerhouses fighting. Unfortunately, when Xiaowang arrived, both sides had already left. The king still needs to be vigilant. Xiaowang thinks The strong people from the Central Plains entered the grassland, I am afraid the purpose is not so simple."

   This strong man from the royal family was the one who went to track down after Chen Yuan left.

  After going back, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that something was wrong, and the expression that was about to happen recently was the sacrifice of the royal court. After thinking for a long time, I decided to report this matter.

   As for whether Da Khan cares or not, it has nothing to do with him.

   "Well, let's go down."

  Wanyan Tianba waved his hand, signaling him to back down.

   The two mere Central Plains Huayang are still not in his eyes, and they can be wiped out with a wave.

   "Xiao Wang resigns."

  The royal strongman retreated immediately.

  After everyone left, only the three of them were left in the hall. Wanyan Tianba turned his gaze to the high priest on the left, and said:

   "The matter of sacrifice is left to the high priest."

   "Don't worry about sweating."

  Under the high priest's robe, came a hoarse voice.

   "How about the other two royal courts?"

   "They have already sent the news that as long as Da Khan can break through the Liangzhou barrier, they will start to gather and mobilize and step into the Central Plains with Da Khan."

"very good."

  A smile flashed across Wanyan Tianba's eyes.

  He still has some self-knowledge about the strength of the royal court. Although it is higher than the border of Liangzhou, it is far inferior to the Sima family. Only when the three royal courts join forces can they have a chance to annex the Central Plains.

   And this is just a chance.

  After all, the strength of the Central Plains is too terrifying. It is unimaginable that the combined strength of the rivers and lakes surpasses the imperial court, and this is also the root cause of the grassland tribes' coveting.

   Such abundant resources cannot be used for oneself, it is simply a waste of money.

   "In this way, everything is waiting for the sacrifice."

  The **** on the side showed Wanyanshu a smile.

   Central Plains!

  The two-legged sheep there tastes the most delicious.

  Time passed, Chen Yuan changed his tracks and spent several days in the royal city. During these few days, he witnessed the restlessness of the barbarians.

  Since a few days ago, many people have been looking forward to it.

   As for the reason, Chen Yuan has almost understood it. It is because on the day of the sacrifice, all the food was provided by the royal court, and it was extremely delicious food.

   There will also be a contest, and the winner will enter the royal court and be received by the Great Khan.

   For the vast majority of barbarian warriors, it is a very honorable thing.

  Also, Chen Yuan also asked Senior Mo Luo what the treasure he wanted to take away during the past few days, and the other party answered yes.

  One. Golden lotus.

  A spiritual plant that has been cultivated by the royal court for more than hundreds of years is of great use to warriors at Huayang level and above, and can cultivate the primordial spirit.

  It is suitable for Moro's current state.

  Chen Yuan also took the opportunity to ask Mo Luo some things about cultivation, especially about how to break through the "supernatural power self-development", the other party's answer can be regarded as allowing Chen Yuan to find the way.

   But to be honest, it is a bit difficult.

   No wonder so many warriors can't reach this step.

   On this day, Chen Yuan got up early, joined other barbarian warriors, and quickly gathered outside the city. In a few days, Chen Yuan had a lot of conversations with a few casual warriors besides being withdrawn at the beginning.

  The relationship can be considered to be maintained, and to participate in the sacrifice this time, it is natural to go together.

  It was noon, and when Chen Yuan arrived at the sacrificial place, hundreds of thousands of people had already gathered here, including barbarian iron cavalry and barbarian warriors, but most of them were barbarian herdsmen.

  Everyone put smiles on their faces, preparing for this triennial event.

  In the middle of the crowd, there was already an altar with a height of several tens of feet, and the beacon smoke on it rose straight to the sky, which had the taste of a lonely desert.

  Chen Yuan quietly hid in the crowd, staring fixedly at the high platform.

   Quietly waiting for the arrival of the barbarian sacrifice.

  The people beside him were also talking softly with Chen Yuan about something.

  Everything, very calm.

   And above the royal city that no one knew about, a man in a black robe slowly emerged from the void without anyone's attention.

  He looked at the crowd gathered in the distance, with a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth.

   "Brother Wang Ping, why have I never heard of the tribe you belonged to before?" A barbarian warrior next to Chen Yuan asked with some doubts.

  His name is Agumu, and like Chen Yuan, he is also a casual warrior in the grassland. He has traveled all over the grassland on weekdays, passing through hundreds of thousands of tribes.

   But I have never heard of the "Chinese nation" he said.

   Very weird.

   Moreover, the name 'Wang Ping' really doesn't look like a grassland tribe, but rather a name from the Central Plains.

   "Small tribe, it's normal that Brother Gumu hasn't heard of it." Chen Yuan smiled calmly.

   There are tens of thousands of grassland tribes, and their names are also different. He said that this name is quite normal, and it will not make people suspicious immediately. What's more,

  He is also really a Chinese nation.

   "Is that so?"

  Agumu nodded thoughtfully, and immediately changed the topic:

   "Brother Wang Ping, after the sacrificial ceremony begins, will you go up to the stage to fight? I heard that this time is different. Apart from being received by the Great Khan,

  You can also directly enter the army. If you can get an elite army, then you will have a lot of power, and you may be able to re-establish the clan in the future. "

   This is his dream, to rebuild the clan.

"let's discuss it later."

   "Anyway, I will definitely come to power, and I will join the army no matter what. I hope this year I can also go to the Central Plains to plunder. The women there are very fair."

  Agumu showed an evil light on his face.

  Chen Yuan gave him a flat look, and asked softly:

   "You robbed a lot of Central Plains women?"

"There are still more than a dozen of them. These people are very suitable for slaves. If Brother Wang Ping wants to, I will send you a few. Anyway, the caravan from the Central Plains will also send new ones. I heard that sometimes there are some officials. A family woman is even better."

   Agumu replied truthfully.

  Chen Yuan patted the other party's shoulder and said with a smile:

   “Treasure this time well.”

   "What does Brother Wang Ping mean?"

  Agumu wanted to ask again, but Chen Yuan had already ignored him, and looked at the altar indifferently, almost, the sacrifice was about to begin!

  As the horn blew, the loud and clear voice gradually rose.

   Within a hundred miles, the sound of horns echoed.

   Then, there was a sound of war drums, and some barbarian women who had prepared in advance wore weird costumes and began to dance under the altar.

  The mouth is still shouting some barbarian language.

   The people around were very excited and responded one after another.

   This situation lasted for almost a quarter of an hour, and the priest carried out the second item, the living sacrifice!

   One by one, the Central Plains warriors were caught by the barbarian masters, stepping into the void step by step, staying in the sky above the altar, and as time came, those Central Plains warriors were blasted into blood mist.

   These people include old people, children, and young adults.

   Many people were still wearing the battle armor of the Beiliang Army, cursing at the people below.

   But to no avail, hundreds of people were still sacrificed in blood.

  Spray their blood and stumps on the altar.

  The barbarian herdsmen, warriors, and army below were all shouting, the previous passion was mobilized again, and Chen Yuan almost understood the barbarian language they were shouting.

   Kill these Central Plains people!

   It was they who blocked Wang Ting's footsteps!

   These people are damned!

   Two-legged sheep!

  Chen Yuan listened quietly, forming a stark contrast with the people around him, but his eyes became more and more cold. Now he doesn't agree with the words that the people are innocent.

Non-my family, its heart must be different!

  If you want to kill, you have to kill them all!

   These grassland tribes are just robbers one by one. There may be good people among them, but under the atmosphere of the whole tribe, there are too few

  After the blood sacrifice, the high priest of the king's court, wearing a long robe, fell from the void step by step. In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and the golden light shone brightly.

  All kinds of rare and strange beasts dance in the void.

  True dragon, fire phoenix, pegasus, and unique totems of barbarians.

  Such a miraculous scene made those who cheered even more excited, and some even knelt down to express their surrender.

  The barbarian high priest looked around, nodded slightly, and lightly tapped the simple crutch in his hand on the altar, and an invisible force immediately enveloped everyone.

  Calling their shouts to an abrupt end.

  Then, the mysterious music sounded, and a woman dressed in white stepped into the air holding various sacrifices and treasures, like a fairy descending from the nine heavens.

  These people stood on the high platform one by one, revealing the treasures.

  There are mysterious unicorns, blood-stained battle armor, spiritual wine that blooms with divine light, and various rare and magical objects, and Chen Yuan is most concerned about a golden lotus among them.

  The lotus flower spread out, blooming golden light, exuding a soft breath.

  Chen Yuan's eyes froze, and he was ready to make a move.

  He has no interest in waiting for this sacrifice to end.

  The high priest on the high platform arranged these tributes, bowed three times in the direction of the north, then stood up, and said loudly to the endless crowd:

   "Long live God!"

   "Long live the barbarian god!"

   "Long live the sweat!"

  With him at the beginning, it suddenly condensed into waves of sound, sweeping the world.

  Chen Yuan, who was in the crowd, slowly took out the mask from the Tianshu space and put it on his face.

  Sura Demon Lord, officially launched!

Chapter end