Imagine a barren sandy land, the things planted on it can often only collect a hundred catties, and your seeds will cost about eighty catties, catch up with the bad year, this land can not even collect the seeds, the people who plant this land can only starve, never eat a full meal.

However, there is still this land, there is a person, brought a bunch of things like small round balls, let you plant, less than 80 catties of small round balls, after you planted, it only took four months, these round balls, will bear 2,000 catties of fruits, these fruits can be used as staple food, can make vermicelli, and can also make wine, your piece of sandy land, not only can you feed your family, eat enough, you can also have excess income, to buy your children something you never expect to be able to afford.

If you are diligent enough, you can harvest three seasons of this thing a year, which is a full 6,000 catties of grain, 6,000 catties, you couldn't collect 400 catties in the past, but this time the whole thing has multiplied I don't know how many times. Needless to say, what this seed means to a farmer, this is life, even more precious than life, even if it is a miracle.

And the Qulan Muta Pagoda can provide such a miracle, and every ten years, precious seeds and other good things that people have never seen will be brought out from the inside of the Qulan Muta Pagoda by this Hel Khan through the ritual of opening the tower.

Gulan Pagoda, Gulan Muta City, this Helhan, these three names, have become legends, but the most eye-catching is the Gulan Pagoda. All the people know that the prosperity of this Hull, the wealth of this Hull, the Grand Bazaar of Hull, all of this, the original source, is the Gulan Pagoda. On the grassland, the eyes of countless tribes are staring at such a wooden tower with only seven floors on the ground. Among them, the one who stared at him the most was Warat.

Unlike this Hel, Warat, under the guidance of the shaman, embarked on a completely different path. Powerful and strange spells, able to communicate with the heavens, plants and animals, can rain down thunder and lightning, can shoot fireballs, ice picks, icy wind can freeze a person to death in an instant, and scorching fire clouds can burn a camp to the ground in an instant.

In the face of such a powerful force, mortals can only submit, shamans have become the most noble place in the grassland, and Changshengtian has become the only god on the grassland. Before the ancient shamans flourished shamanism, the beliefs on the grassland were not uniform, and each tribe had its own gods to worship, and some tribes worshipped their ancestors. And when the ancient shamans appeared, these tribes that worshiped other gods and ancestors were baptized in blood.

All the tribes that do not believe in the immortal heaven have lost miserably in a war in the name of religion, a small tribe that has never had a reputation has grown up in the grassland, they believe in the immortal heaven, they are extremely arrogant, extremely arrogant to provoke everywhere, when the other big tribes can't stand it, and want to teach this small tribe who doesn't know the height of the sky. They were greeted by the most direct war.

Whenever this pitifully small tribe sent all its cavalry into battle, the large tribe opposite it let out a mocking laugh, and this cavalry ranks, numbering only a few hundred, could not even make up a saber per person.

But when they came with a call and charge, everyone shouted the prestige of the Immortal Heaven. Immediately afterward, something terrible happened, and in response to their cries, not only the cavalry and horses charged, but also cows, bears, wolves, and even leopards. These beasts, as if they were red-eyed warriors, used their strongest force to disrupt the formation of the opposing horse team.

And the warriors of these tribes, in the process of charging, those broken sabers, are burning with golden flames, everyone's body, also exudes a faint red light, no matter what kind of armor is equipped on the opposite side, no matter what kind of saber shield, will be like cutting tofu, one knife and two sections, these warriors who exude red light, like a war machine that will not get tired, killing vertically and horizontally, every battle, will kill the warriors of the enemy tribe.

The next thing was simple, the tribe was taken over, the shaman came here to preach, and all those who could not change their faith were put to death, and those who were considered by the shaman to be impure became slaves, lost everything, and ended up even worse than those who were put to death.

One tribe, one tribe after another, soon, on the grassland, there are only tribes that believe in immortality, and when the faith is unified, the tribes will naturally be unified. And the Great Khan of Warat has become the Great Khan of the entire steppe, and all those who do not believe in immortality can either go far away and enter the desert farther away, or they will be killed by Warat, and everything will become a part of Warat.

Killing did not make the grassland rich, but killing made the grassland united, and the power of Warat and Immortal Heaven was unprecedentedly strong, obviously, this piece of grassland could no longer melt such a big ambition.

The goal of the ancient body shaman is not this grassland at all, his goal is the Gulan Wooden Pagoda from the beginning, he wants power! The power to prove your own strength, and the power to guard your own items with the Gulan Wooden Tower! This is the deepest desire of the ancient shaman's heart, and this desire makes them flock to the Gulan Wooden Tower, and they will not hesitate to use all the means they can!

This Hel and Warat, two tribes that have chosen different directions, are growing in strength unprecedentedly, but in the eyes of many people, it is this Hel who has the Gulan Pagoda, of course, this Hel Khan does not think so, each generation of this Hel Khan has a very clear understanding of one point, no one can have the Gulan Pagoda, the Gulan Pagoda is a transcendent existence, its past, present, and will be, but the surrounding tribes, city-states, and even people, are not such existences.

There used to be a vulgar joke about this kind of problem, here it's about land, it's about whether people own land, and the joke is about discussing whether people can own land, it's like two fleas discussing on a dog, and that flea has a dog.

Although it was a vulgar joke, the Helhan was very supportive of the idea, and the discussion about who owned the Gulan Pagoda was like someone announcing the possession of a god. This can even be seen as disrespectful.