Chapter 468 Leaving
When Gu Xu’s spiritual thoughts broke into Altan’s sea of consciousness, the latter’s thoughts were wandering in a world of fantasy, imagining that he was still a prancing horse, whipping his whip, and inserting arrows. The bow-bent grassland king is fighting fiercely with the enemy.
Hearing Gu Xu’s proposal, Altan agreed without hesitation.
After all, for a prairie warrior like him who has spent his whole life in the military, letting him lie on a straw mat and become a vegetable for the rest of his life is simply more uncomfortable than killing him.
In order to get back on the horse, he was willing to take this risk and became the first guinea pig in the "Ming Zhao Forbidden Technique".
Gu Xu holds the "Jinghong Brush" in his hand and paints in the air.
A formation shining with green light, centered on Altan, appeared out of thin air in the royal tent. The patterns of the formation were like intertwined vines, quickly spreading around.
Then Gu Xu began to recite the mantra silently.
The brilliance of the formation suddenly became extremely dazzling, illuminating the entire royal tent, as if a sun was rising slowly from it.
In this bright light, there are countless shadows swaying, like countless ghosts dancing to specific rhythms.
Many grassland barbarians noticed this strange scene.
Those dancing shadows seemed to exude a cold aura from the underworld, as if the royal tent had become part of the underworld, making them feel a strong sense of discomfort and unwilling to get close to it. .
Even the shamans couldn't help but frown.
But considering that this was the work of the new King Khan appointed by the Wolf God, no one dared to step forward to interfere or stop him.
The more mysterious, powerful, and unpredictable Gu Xu behaves, the more firmly they believe that this man is the incarnation of the great wolf god and has come to the world on a special trip. The messenger who saved them from the sea of misery.
After a moment, the jumping ghost disappeared together with the light of the formation.
Altan opened his eyes in the dim royal tent.
His eyes were dark and empty, like two bottomless holes.
The hair is sparse and the skin is as pale as paper.
"How do you feel?" Gu Xu looked down at him and asked.
Altan didn't answer.
He suddenly sat upright from the straw mat, opened his mouth, revealing two sharp teeth, and swooped towards Gu Xu's position like a hungry wolf hunting for prey.
Gu Xu used his movement skills and instantly flashed to the other side of the king's tent.
Then he raised his right hand and used the power of "Qiankun" to seal the space around Altan, freezing him in the air and unable to move.
"Damn 'Spirit Summoning Body'." Gu Xu cursed secretly in his heart.
Gu Xu's flesh and blood soul is a unique delicacy in the eyes of almost all ghosts and monsters in the wilderness. For a newly born ghost like Altan who has not yet been able to control his instincts, it is even more tempting to resist.
So at the moment when the "Zhao Ming Forbidden Technique" ended, instinct overwhelmed the last bit of reason in Altan's mind, prompting him to attack Gu Xu without thinking.
But Altan is not a snow girl after all, and Gu Xu is no longer the weak monk who was easily pushed to Yishan Mountain.
He restrained Altan effortlessly, then took out a "Binding Talisman" from "Xianyunju" and fixed Altan firmly on the straw mat. Start chanting the incantation "Ming Zhao Forbidden Technique".
This time, the light of the formation was no longer a weird green, but turned into a sacred and dazzling golden color.
The rich breath of life permeated the royal tent, and spread rapidly in all directions with the breeze on the grassland.
The grass on the holy mountain began to grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming tall and lush.
The scars on the surrounding soldiers healed almost instantly.
"This is a miracle..." the shamans murmured, then took the lead in the direction of the king's tent and bowed to the ground, chanting words of praise to the Wolf God.
The golden light faded quickly.
Seeing that Altan's pale face was gradually turning red, Gu Xu removed the "Binding Talisman" from his body. Altan opened his eyes and slowly sat upright on the straw mat.
When he saw clearly the appearance of Gu Xuqi and the gorgeous cross-collar robe he wore that belonged to the Khan of the Grassland, he couldn't help but have a look of surprise on his face.
But considering that Gu Xu healed his fatal injuries, it was equivalent to giving him a second life. He hid many doubts in his heart and asked Gu Xu politely:
< br>“May I ask who you are?”
Gu Xu pondered for a moment, feeling that it was difficult to explain his origin, relationship with the Wolf God, and recent experiences to him, so he kept a cold expression and responded calmly: "Ask the shamans. ”
As soon as Altan walked out of the royal tent, he caused a sensation on the holy mountain.
Not long ago, when Altan was seriously injured in a battle and fell into a coma, the shamans had already made a conclusion, saying that the man was "completely disabled" and "cannot be saved."
That's why I took off his crown, took off his robe, forgotten him in the corner of the king's tent, and then dedicated it to the new King Khan with enthusiasm and respect.
But now, Altan stands alive in front of everyone again.
This shocked everyone, but also made them a little embarrassed.
Altan ignored everyone who was looking at each other.
He walked straight to the three shamans and asked about Gu Xu's identity.
When he heard the wolf god's oracle from the shaman, he lowered his head and pondered for a long time, and his expression became extremely complicated.
A few minutes later, Altan returned to the royal tent.
Gu Xu was sitting in the shadow under the curtain.
At this moment, he took off the rich clothes of the grassland Khan and changed back into a simple green shirt.
A ray of moonlight fell on his face, coating him with a silver-white halo, outlining his handsome silhouette, making him look like an immortal who had fallen into the mortal world.
Seeing Altan coming, he pointed at the gorgeous robes folded on the table beside him, as well as the heavy golden crown.
“I’m leaving,” he said, “I’ll give you these things back.”
Altan was still slowly digesting the information the shamans had just told him. He didn't expect Gu Xu to say such words, and he didn't know how to respond.
"You..."
"I still have a use for that bone scepter, and I will give it to you later. On this grassland, you are a more suitable leader than me. ”
After finishing speaking, Gu Xu stood up and waved his sleeves gently.
Countless black space cracks appeared around him, densely packed like spider webs.
He stepped forward and disappeared without a trace along with these space cracks in the blink of an eye.
Altan was left standing there stunned.
After a while, he slowly came back to his senses.
He took a deep breath and did not touch the robe and crown left by Gu Xu. Instead, he knelt down and kowtowed three times to where Gu Xu had just been sitting, thanking him. Give yourself a chance to live again.
Then he turned and walked out of the king's tent.
Although Gu Xu returned the throne to him.
But after hearing that shocking oracle, how could he have the courage to sit back in that position?
(End of this chapter)