The baby girl's actions caused an uproar in the crowd.

The barbarian youth who was turned into an ice sculpture was named "Dorjee", which means "lightning" in the barbarian language, and came from the Xiaoyue tribe, and was a well-known warrior who was admired by his compatriots for beheading the head of a commander of the Great Qi Border Army in the midst of the chaos.

Unexpectedly, he had no power to fight back in front of Gu Xu.

"Sure enough, it's an evil cultivator who sacrifices the soul of a baby as a weapon......" Harabar took a deep breath and sighed silently in his heart.

The others, especially the Dorjee clansmen, all took out their weapons and pointed their blades at Gu Xu, posing as if they were going to fight him to the death.

Gu Xu sighed softly and waved his hand at the baby girl: "Come back, don't make trouble." ”

The baby girl glanced at him innocently and fell back into his arms.

"By the way, help this warrior unfreeze." Gu Xu stretched out his hand again and pointed at Dorjee, who was sealed in the ice and couldn't move.

The baby girl blinked.

The ice quickly melted into water, and Dorjee regained his mobility.

But his face was still gloomy, and it was clear that he was apprehensive about the one-sided battle.

As for the others, they all took a few steps back, not daring to act rashly, let alone ridiculing and mocking Gu Xu again.

They can see that the strength that Gu Xu has shown so far is just the tip of the iceberg. He dealt with Dorjee with as much ease as dusting off his body.

"Who is he?" Many doubts appeared in the hearts of the people.

A Qi person as strong as Gu Xu naturally couldn't be a prisoner captured by Harabar - Harabar was almost his captive.

So what was the purpose of him coming to the Sacred Mountain of the Prairie alone?

It's not like you're here to make peace with the wolf people, is it?

…………

At the top of the sacred mountain, a gray-white statue of a giant wolf rises.

The statue is tall and majestic, reaching into the sky. In front of it, the pedestrians on the ground are like ants that will be easily slapped to death by it.

It's carved from granite throughout, with undulating stone textures that outline every hair, bringing every detail to life. Its spine was raised high, its body leaned forward, and its mouth was slightly open, revealing its sharp fangs, as if it was ready to pounce on its prey at any moment.

Gu Xu noticed that the statue had long been weathered - there were many clear cracks on its body, witnessing the passage of time and the erosion of wind and rain.

But these traces do not affect its majesty, but show its vicissitudes and solemnity even more, which makes people feel small from the heart.

According to the customs of the steppe people, the first thing they do after coming to the holy mountain is to offer sacrifices to the wolf god.

As soon as Harabar and the others arrived at the top of the mountain, dozens of golden bands of light fell from the sky, converging into a dazzling halo in front of everyone. Then the aura cracked in the middle, and an old woman with gray hair and a wooden staff appeared out of thin air.

She is dressed in a colorful long-distance run, wearing all kinds of bizarre jewelry, and her face has not only deep wrinkles, but also intricate tattoos, giving people a sense of both evil and sacred.

Harabar was the first to step forward, bowed deeply to the white-haired old woman, and said respectfully, "I have seen the shaman. ”

Harabar was the first to step forward, bent deeply towards the white-haired old woman, and said to her respectfully, "I have seen the shaman. ”

While speaking, Harabar also glanced at Gu Xu from the corner of his eye, trying to give the white-haired old woman a look, hinting at her:

This Qi people are a formidable and powerful enemy, how do you think to deal with it?

But the old woman was completely indifferent to his hints.

Her gaze looked a little hollow, a little glazed, as if she was absent-minded and wandering out of the world.

"Begin your sacrifice." She said in a hoarse, emotionless voice.

Different beliefs in the Great Wilderness have different styles.

The belief of the Great Qi Dynasty has always been high and transcendent. He regarded all things as dogs and never made any demands on the offerings and sacrifices of the believers. It is only when the monks of Great Qi draw talismans, ask the gods or divinate that they can clearly feel the existence of God and His supreme power.

In contrast, Dayan's Fire God Temple is much more down-to-earth. The god of fire never hesitated to perform miracles in front of believers. His power is also truly in the blood of the dependents, in the "Nirvana Sutra" and the "Holy Fire Totem".

As for the wolf god believed in by the steppe people, it has a wild and primitive beastly nature.

He encouraged believers to cut off the heads of their enemies and offer them to Him as sacrifices; If the believers send sacrifices that satisfy Him, they have the opportunity to receive His gifts.

And the shaman on the holy mountain is the spokesperson of the wolf god.

He never personally issued oracles to his devotees, but often had to communicate his will through shamans.

Gu Xu stood at the bottom of the statue, and could clearly feel the power of countless incense surging from all directions, converging into a rolling torrent, and then being absorbed by the statue.

Perhaps because he had been the "Vulcan" of the North, this power made him feel familiar and close.

His intuition told him that if he wanted to, he could cut off the torrent of the power of this incense with his mind and turn it into his own.

Of course, in order to avoid getting into unnecessary trouble, he did not do it.

After a few moments, Harabar took two bloody heads from his bag, placed them on a high platform in front of the statue of the wolf, and then fell to his knees, clasped his hands together, and said in his mouth:

"Great wolf god, these two heads belong to the two spies from the Qi country that I caught on the grassland......"

As soon as Harabar finished speaking, a golden curtain of light suddenly descended from the sky, enveloping him in the whole body.

Immediately afterwards, above the statue of the giant wave, a gray-white wolf-shaped phantom dozens of feet high appeared.

The giant wolf phantom raised its head high, baring its sharp fangs, exuding a terrifying majesty, and let out an earth-shattering roar at the sky.

"Whew-"

This sound seemed to pierce the sky, shaking the earth, and causing everyone's hearts to pause for a moment.

Hearing this voice, everyone present except Gu Xu knelt on the ground and bowed to the giant wolf, chanting praise to the wolf god in their mouths.

I don't know how long it took, but Harabar finally came out of the light curtain.

His face was filled with joy, and the tattoo on his body was a little darker than before.

The white-haired old woman stepped forward.

Harabar had thought that the shaman was coming to congratulate him on receiving the reward from the wolf god.

A sentence "I will definitely work harder to serve the great wolf god in the future" is about to blurt out.

However, what happened next was beyond everyone's expectations-

I saw the white-haired old woman bypassing Harabar, quickly walked in front of Gu Xu, bent down slightly towards him, and said politely and politely:

"My lord, the great wolf god, please go to the light curtain and talk about it."

(End of chapter)