When I woke up, I felt that my vitality had recovered a little, and when the morning dawn appeared on the grassland, there were already five old men sitting around me, all wearing Mongolian leather robes, and they all wore the same wolf's head-like ornament around their necks, one of which was the little old man who helped me heal the corpse poison.

"Thank you, young man, don't be nervous when you wake up, they are all my friends, we just want to know something about you," the little old man said to me.

"Uncle, you say. "When someone cured my corpse poison, it is natural to know everything.

"Okay, tell me where you met the zombies, and what are they doing?" asked the little old man.

I thought about it for a while, and told the little old man what I saw about the suspected tomb of Genghis Khan and the large number of demons that appeared there. Just when I thought they didn't believe what I said, the little old man frowned, said a few words of Mongolian to a few old men around him, and then said to me, "Young man, can you take us there?"

"Ah, uncle, aren't you afraid of zombies?" I said, a little surprised.

"Hehe, young man, if I see it well, you are not an ordinary person, you can escape from Fei Zhuang's hands, and your body is obviously full of qi and blood, if my guess is right, you should be a cultivator, judging from the brilliance around you, you are a righteous person, and you are also a person in the righteous path, so I will come to the rescue." Don't worry, our old guys are not bad guys, you can take us with you at ease. The little old man squinted his eyes and said to me with a slight smile.

"Ah, that's okay!" I was even more surprised. What kind of brilliance can I have around my body, in addition. What are they, even if they are not bad people. It's not an ordinary person.

As if to see the question in my mind, the little old man continued: "Don't be surprised. Young man, how can I say it, we old fellows, in your words, are the shamans of this steppe, that is, the mages of our Mongolian people. Our ancestors have always believed in the 'immortal heaven', and since the death of Genghis Khan, we have also had a glorious mission to protect the steppe. After so many years, even we have forgotten the approximate location of the king's tomb, and we can't imagine that there will be demons in the king's tomb, so we must go there to protect the king's tomb. So, lad, we beg you to take us there. After the little old man finished speaking, he bowed to me slightly. I hurriedly hugged him and nodded heavily.

In this way, I recuperated for two days, and when my body recovered, it was better. The little old man summoned some of his old buddies and a dozen Mongolian men who looked as strong as lions and tigers, and we quietly touched the "valley" to the south.

In the evening, we almost arrived near the valley. I said to the little old man that those demons are not guarding the royal tomb every day. I had been waiting around here for a month before I noticed something was wrong. So I don't know when those demons will appear.

After listening to my words, the little old man thought about it, and after telling his old fellows, after they discussed a few words, he said a few words to those Mongolian strong men, and then arranged the next plan.

On the second day, the Mongolian strong men brought a large amount of supplies with oxen, horses and camels, and they set up tents, brought shepherd dogs and horses, and a dozen tents were set up, as if a camp appeared.

During this time, I recuperated and took them to the location of the royal tomb during the day, but the royal tomb was restored to its original condition, as if it had never been disturbed.

But these Mongolian shamans and the strong men they brought with them were not confused. They were firmly in the vicinity, and seemed ready to hold out for a long time.

In addition to practicing, I chatted with the little old man without a match, and I also learned a little more about the origins of these shamans.

In the vast Mongolian steppe, since ancient times in the hearts of the Mongolian people, there is a kind of belief and worship of nature, the ancient god in their hearts, called "immortal heaven", dominates the sky and grassland, is in charge of the earth and cattle and sheep animals, and is the patron saint of human beings.

Under the seat of Changshengtian, there is a white-gold divine wolf as the totem of the Mongolian nation, guarding the grassland, and under the teaching of the wolf god, the Mongolian people are taught to learn to hunt and graze and reproduce according to this.

This reminds me of a very famous novel about the story of wolves as totems, but unfortunately, as far as I know, the wolves on the grassland are almost all hunted now, and it is estimated that there are not many wolves left.

But the strange thing is that every night, the Mongolian strong men will face the moon and howl like wolves, and after a while, far away from us, there are wolves who also respond to us with wolf howls, which makes me incredible, what age is it, there are still wolves on this grassland?

I then asked the little old man if there would be wolves in our neighborhood at night, but the little old man just smiled mysteriously, but was noncommittal to my question. But the little old man knew almost everything about the other questions I asked.

Everything about shamans, I think, is very mysterious, unlike the Holy See of Light, the Dark Church and the Wizard School in Europe, the appearance of shamans seems to be much longer, directly following ancient civilizations, and shamans have always been relatively mysterious, and there are few high-profile organizations or deeds in the world.

But according to legend, the mysterious shaman possessed extremely powerful abilities, not only to communicate with animals and plants in nature, but also to master elemental magic. Of course, there are many schools of shamans, and they are mysteriously distributed all over the world, and there were shamans in the dark church before, but the shamans there did not come from the steppe, they may come from the Far East, or from the Middle East, which is unknown.

For thousands of years, there have been several schools of shamans in the Mongolian steppe, and they have been secretly passed down to this day, they secretly guard the vast grasslands of Outer Mongolia and Inner Mongolia, and under the protection of their prayers and mana, they have kept the wind and rain here, and the water and grass are abundant. As time has passed, the ancient beliefs have become weaker, and in order to preserve the lineage, the shamans of these schools are now almost united, but their mission has not changed for thousands of years.

My golden pill can be regarded as stable in this twist and turn of cultivation, although it is only the size of corn. But every day the morning eclipse is the morning light, and the lunch food is the sun. Zi eats Yuan Yin, and the veins around the body have been reached. Naturally, I feel that the true yuan is full of qi and full of energy. Even the mind is getting stronger.

If these demons don't appear again, they can continue to practice with peace of mind, hoping that one day they will really be able to unite heaven and man, and live together with heaven and earth. But it often backfires, and the good times don't last long, just when I think about whether the evil demons have died down, one night after waiting for nearly three months, just when I am practicing and settled, I suddenly feel something abnormal in the energy field around me in my thoughts. Or when the sixth sense moved, a fierce wind suddenly blew, and the sheepdogs in the camp also became strangely restless.

The steppe shamans had apparently noticed something unusual, and when I got out of the yurt, the old shaman and the strong men were all gathered together, and we all looked in the direction of the valley, and there was a black cloud in the sky a few miles away, and it seemed that evil was rolling inside, and it was not a good thing to see.

"I said uncle. Those demons are powerful, in addition to zombies, there may also be demons and ghosts, shall we go up like this" I was a little worried about these old shamans.

"Don't worry. It is our mission to protect the King's tomb, and no matter what, these demons must not be allowed to disturb the King's peace. Don't worry, young man. We old bones are not easy to bully. Again. Can't you run if you can't beat it, don't look at us old bones, we can run faster than you!"

"Okay, in that case, let's go quietly, if the situation is not right, let's withdraw, according to me, these demons seem to have been in a stalemate with Wang Ling, and they don't seem to have taken any advantage. I said to the little old man.

According to Gu Rong's statement at the beginning, these demons have not come to this royal tomb for a day or two, and it seems that they can't hold on to the protection of the royal tomb.

While thinking, he and the old shaman have approached the royal tomb, the black cloud has covered the royal tomb, only to see the black cloud surging, I don't know what the situation is inside, but the breath is already a fishy ugly, I don't know what demons and monsters are hidden inside.

As usual last time, the old shaman and I had swallowed a poison-avoiding pill refined by the shaman and burrowed into the black mist, and after walking a few steps, we heard a noise not far below our feet. This time we were more cautious, and we didn't dare to come out, and according to the shamans' methods, we were coated with a special grass sauce, which was said to be enough to hide our breath.

The cat came to the royal tomb on his waist, and a vast pit appeared on the earth again, and in a fluorescent light under the black fog, the Mongolian tent was continuous, and many ironclad Mongolian knights guarded the yurt under the leadership of the general, and the confrontation with it was also a number of tens of thousands of ghosts.

These Yin Ghosts are like the ghost soldiers in the Four Truths Dead City before, led by the captains with beast head masks, and behind the Yin Ghosts, there are still many mysterious black-clothed people, and beside these black-clothed people, I actually saw a familiar person! Yes, that's right, that person turned out to be the dark knight "Sines" of the Dark Church!

After the last time he was taken away from the treasure gourd of the old ghost of Xuanyin from Daxi Continent, I didn't know the whereabouts of Sines, thinking that these guys had disappeared with the loss of Daxi Continent, but I didn't expect him to come here, and there were still some big-nosed ghosts standing next to him, probably all of them were remnants of the Dark Church. Unexpectedly, they colluded together.

In addition to Siens, I also saw a somewhat familiar middle-aged man with Xie Ding, that's right, before the Great West Continent was about to be lost, I had seen the old ghost of Xuanyin standing with him, this yellow-skinned Xie Ding man, at that time it seemed to be a person, but I didn't expect to be mixed with Sines, it is estimated that he is not a good guy, if the guess is right, it should have a lot to do with the "Red Moon Alliance" This Demon Alliance is not small.

Yes, this man who is crowned is the number one person with a very high status in the Red Moon Alliance, known as "Mr. Chen", who cooperated with the Dark Church to invade the Great Western Continent, and later the Dark Church suffered heavy losses, so he took Sines and other people from the Dark Church to secretly infiltrate the Eastern World.

Mr. Chen led his men and Sines together, standing in the black man to supervise the formation in the rear, looking at the posture this time, it seems that the battle is bigger than the battle I saw a few months ago, but unfortunately I was discovered last time I just poked my head out, I don't know what happened behind, but these people in the demon path should not have taken the royal tomb.

Let's take a look at what happens to the Demon Dao of the Red Moon Alliance.

In the center of the Yin Ghost Array, a leader with a strange dragon head mask waved the flag, and tens of thousands of Yin Ghosts rushed towards the Mongolian Iron Cavalry with various weapons in their hands, but unfortunately compared to the Mongolian Iron Cavalry that once crisscrossed Europe and Asia, the Yin Ghosts were simply weak, and after a few rows of black arrows by the crossbow archers behind the Iron Cavalry, many Yin Ghosts were scattered by the arrows, and the rest rushed to the front of the Mongolian Iron Cavalry, and they were killed by one or two charges by the front row of Iron Cavalry.

It can be seen that the military souls that these Mongolian iron horsemen turned into after their deaths are strong and powerful, and they are not the opponents of this ordinary ghost soldier at all.

According to this form, it is no wonder that the Red Moon Alliance has not been able to break through the guards of the royal tomb for so long, these Mongolian iron horsemen are too strong. But if the Red Moon Alliance uses these methods, it will underestimate the other party too much.

After the first batch of Yin Ghosts was destroyed, the leader with the dragon head mask in the center of the large array was not panicked, and the Ling Qi was unfurled again, and a large area of gray gas suddenly erupted from behind him, and rows of neat Yin Ghosts appeared from it again, and in an instant, another Ten Thousand Ghost Array was placed in front of him.

In this way, the Red Moon Alliance continued to charge at the Mongolian iron cavalry with a large array of ten thousand ghosts, although the whole army was wiped out every time, but a large number of Yin ghost legions continued to emerge from the rear, and I don't know how these Yin ghost legions came about, as if there was no end, and they died one after another. If it continues to be consumed like this, after seven or eight Yin Ghost Corps, Rao is Mongolian Iron Cavalry can also see that some consumption has been made, and the speed and strength of the Iron Cavalry Soul are no longer the same, and those undead war horses can't be soaked.

The faces of Sines, Mr. Chen and others in the rear of the Red Moon Alliance were as usual, not in a hurry at all, it seemed that they had already expected this situation, and the Yin Ghosts of the Red Moon Alliance were not worried about the lack of succession because of their infinite numbers, but the Mongolian iron horsemen seemed to have no new force to replenish.

Seeing this, the leader of the dragon head yin ghost waved the order flag again, this time the way of waving was very different from the previous times, after several dances, the gray qi behind it was heavier, and a large number of yin ghosts inside kept pouring out, this time, it was no longer a ten thousand ghost array, but a full ten thousand ghost array! And this time among the yin ghosts, there were also many knights riding undead war horses, and even the weapons looked a lot better.

It seems that the Red Moon Alliance has finally begun to show its true strength! (To be continued......)