Ten Thousand Sword Masters

Once the cooked rams and cows were served, the village elder of Camel Bell Village took a small knife and began to butcher the meat. Before long, the meat was divided into countless pieces.

After the meat was broken down, the village elder began to distribute the beef and mutton. Zhang Jianyun, Liu Fei, and Jiang Gulin each received 3 pieces of mutton and 3 pieces of beef.

"Haha, I've finally eaten the meat that was blessed by Camel Bell Village!" Liu Fei exclaimed with delight as he picked up a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth, chewing it heartily.

Zhang Jianyun eagerly put a piece of mutton into his mouth; the taste was no different from ordinary mutton. After swallowing the meat, he instantly felt a warm current rise in his abdomen, rushing to his brain, and he felt much more energetic.

"Eat up! Eating this beef and mutton will add at least two years to your life," Liu Fei said, wolfing down his food.

Zhang Jianyun hurriedly finished the remaining beef and mutton. After eating, he felt warm and comfortable all over, and his skin became radiant and slightly moist to the touch.

Zhang Jianyun indeed felt a strong vitality emerging in his body. He felt that not only had his lifespan increased, but his strength also seemed to have improved.

After distributing the beef and mutton, the Qiang people brought out 10 roasted camels and placed them around the campfire, allowing guests to help themselves to the meat. The young men and women of the village then danced around the campfire again, creating a lively atmosphere.

Suddenly, the woman tore off a piece of camel meat and ran up to Zhang Jianyun: "Tall guy, this camel was roasted by my mother, you should try it."

Zhang Jianyun took the meat, put it directly into his mouth, chewed a few times, and then gave a thumbs up: "This is the best camel meat I've ever eaten."

Upon hearing this, the elephant girl smiled smugly, then ran back to the campfire and started dancing with her friends.

As time passed, the Qiang people had done their best, and the New Year's Prayer Festival came to an end. Zhang and Liu were preparing to return to the town.

Just then, an old man hurriedly came to Zhang and Liu's side.

"Please wait a moment, esteemed Nine-Star Guards. I am Mo Shi, the elder of Beiyue Village. I have something I would like to report to you both."

Upon hearing this, Zhang and Liu stopped in their tracks.

"Elder Moshi Village, please feel free to speak your mind," Zhang Jianyun said amiably.

"Reporting to you both, just now, the people in my village came to report that the statue of the barbarian god Wu Neng that we enshrine in the village is shaking violently and seems about to collapse. This is no ordinary situation. Fortunately, the Nine Star Guard is here as well, so I hope that you two can come with me back to Beiyue Village to check on the condition of the barbarian god statue." Mo Shi said quickly, sounding somewhat anxious.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Liu's expression turned serious. "Alright, please lead the way, village elder."

Immediately afterwards, Zhang and Liu followed Mo Shi to Beiyue Village.

The village of Beiyue is located on Niuti Mountain, which is adjacent to Malan Mountain. Under the moonlight, the group hurried along the road and soon arrived at Beiyue Village.

"Elder, you're back."

The people of Beiyue Village were mainly Di people, with some Shatuo and Qiang people mixed in. The Di warriors guarding the mountain gate bowed to Mo Shi upon his return.

Mo Shi led Zhang and Liu straight to the Barbarian God Temple, where a large number of Di people had already gathered.

"The primal statue was perfectly fine, so why did it suddenly start shaking?"

"Wouldn't anyone disrespect the primal god statue?"

"Our warriors are always guarding the temple; who would dare to disrespect the statues?"

The Di people, their emotions running high, were all exuding a menacing aura, ready to erupt at any moment.

Upon seeing Mo Shi arrive, the Di people gathered around him.

"Elder, what's causing the statue to shake so much?"

"Village elder, please think of a way to stabilize the statue."

Mo Shi broke free from the crowd surrounding him. "Don't panic, everyone. I've already invited the Nine Star Guards. They'll soon be able to find out why the statue is shaking."

As he spoke, Mo Shi pushed through the crowd and led Zhang and Liu into the temple.

Upon entering the temple, Zhang and Liu saw the swaying statue of the barbarian god.

The village elder, Mo Shi, hurriedly walked to the statue, closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and chanted a few incantations. The statue immediately stabilized and stopped shaking violently.

Zhang Jianyun walked up to the statue and carefully examined it, noticing faint gray lines at the bottom.

"Elder, I'm sure you know that the shaking of the statue is a sign of impending collapse. There are only two reasons for the collapse of the statue: one is that the original believers have given up their faith, and the other is that other gods have appeared in his divine realm, and the faith and willpower of this god have surpassed his." Zhang Jianyun said slowly.

At this moment, Mo Shi was no longer anxious as before. Instead, he stared calmly at the barbarian god statue, even somewhat lost in thought, as if he had not heard Zhang Jianyun's words.

Seeing that Mo Shi didn't react, Zhang Jianyun continued, "I know that the Di people have worshipped the Wu Neng barbarian god for thousands of years, so it's impossible for them to abandon their faith in the Wu Neng barbarian god. That leaves only one other reason: other beliefs have emerged in Beiyue Village."

Upon hearing this, Mo Shi could no longer conceal his anger. His eyes blazed with fury, and his hands clenched into fists.

"Elder Moshi Village, as far as I know, Beiyue Village is mainly inhabited by your Di people. It is a village of the Di people, but you have also taken in many Shatuo and Qiang people. The Shatuo and Qiang people are known for their prolific reproduction. Nowadays, I'm afraid many of your Di people are of mixed blood with the Shatuo and Qiang people. I'm afraid the faith of these people in the Wu Neng Barbarian God is not so firm." Liu Fei said from the side.

Zhang Jianyun chimed in, "The Wu Neng barbarian god is known for his strength, and his doctrine advocates asceticism and self-cultivation. This is also why the ethnic groups that worship the Wu Neng barbarian god have poor reproductive capabilities. On the other hand, the barbarian gods worshipped by the Shatuo and Qiang ethnic groups encourage procreation."

Zhang Jianyun paused for a moment, looked at the statue of the barbarian god Wu Neng and then at the village elder Mo Shi, before continuing, "If there is a belief in Beiyue Village that can shake the faith of the barbarian god Wu Neng, then there is only one possibility: the Shatuo and Qiang people in the village have a common faith. And neither of these two tribes would abandon their original faith to worship the other's barbarian god. So there is only one possibility: they have a new god they share a faith in."

At this point, Zhang Jianyun felt that things were getting a bit tricky. Today was the Qiang people's New Year's Prayer Festival, and coincidentally, the Di people's barbarian god statue was shaking. Was there any connection between the two?

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Just then, Mo Shi let out a long sigh.

"It seems that I made a mistake in accepting the Shatuo and Qiang people against all odds."

After Mo Shi finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the entrance of the temple.

Zhang and Liu exchanged a glance, then followed in Mo Shi's footsteps.

Mo Shi arrived at the temple entrance and stretched out his hands to signal the agitated Di people to calm down.

"Quiet, everyone, please be quiet."

As Mo Shi shouted, the Di people in the village gradually quieted down and all looked at Mo Shi.