Arcane Age

The next day, the Salt Lake Tribe had changed its master. Under the epoch-making magic gun, no matter how many warriors there were, it was in vain. Since the Red Fire Great Spiritual Master, all the top officials of the Salt Lake Tribe were captured and became prisoners.

"Attu, kill if you want. I have nothing to say to you!" In the underground prison used by the Salt Lake Tribe to guard prisoners, the Crimson Fire Great Spiritual Master looked like he was about to die heroically.

"Chi Huo, although you and I are enemies, I admire you very much!" Solomon, who was dressed in a golden robe, said unhurriedly: "Twenty years ago, the Salt Lake Tribe was just a small tribe and was often attacked by other powerful people nearby. The tribe oppresses you, but my Snow Mountain tribe always asks you to pay tribute to snow salt."

"But ever since you, Chi Huo, assumed the position of chief of the Salt Lake Tribe, the Salt Lake Tribe has grown day by day and become the overlord of this generation!"

"Chi Huo, you can be called a hero! You are not yet forty years old. As a great spiritual master, you can live for at least eighty years. Are you planning to die in such a miserable way?"

The Crimson Fire Great Spiritual Master snorted coldly, but did not refute anything. He was obviously a little moved.

"Do you know how our Snow Mountain tribe rose?" Solomon smiled and looked at the red fire in the cage.

"That's right! I was just wondering about this!" Chihuo nodded: "I'm afraid you and I know best what your Snow Mountain Tribe is like! In the battle five years ago, I was already at a disadvantage. If If Akan was worried that your prestige in the Snow Mountain Tribe would surpass him and threaten his chieftainship, secretly reporting military information and contacting me to lay a trap, I'm afraid you wouldn't have been completely defeated! The Snow Mountain Tribe has made no progress over the years, but he didn't expect that it would be possible Defeated my army so easily!"

The battle that Chi Huo mentioned was exactly the pain in Solomon's heart, but now that he is the chief priest of the Temple of the Big Blue Meng God, he has naturally let go of everything in the past.

"It's because there is a real god behind us supporting us!" Solomon said lightly.

"How is it possible? For thousands of years, although there have been rumors about gods, there has never been any proof!" Chi Huo couldn't believe it.

"In yesterday's battle, our army was destroyed by hundreds of men. Isn't it a miracle that you defeated your elite army without hurting a single person?" Solomon smiled slightly: "The item that can emit five-color light is the sacred weapon of my temple!"

Chi Huo's expression changed several times. After a long time, he finally sighed: "I was defeated at the hands of a god. I am not unjust! Solomon, your wife and children..."

"How are my wife and children?" Solomon finally couldn't maintain his appearance as the high priest of the temple. His arms passed through the cage and tightly grasped Chi Huo's shoulders.

"Although your wife and children were sent to the Salt Lake Tribe as slaves, they have been taken care of by me! Your children are all alive and well. Your five wives all live in my house, and you have given birth to several more in the past few years. A healthy child!" Chihuo opened Solomon's hands like steel pliers and said, "Your eldest son Amon is extremely talented. He is not yet fifteen years old and is about to become a spiritual master!"

"Okay, okay!" Solomon was greatly comforted, and his mood was extremely agitated.

In this era, once you become a slave, your life and death are completely in your hands, and the chance of death is very high.

Unexpectedly, his wife and children were protected by Chi Huo, the chief, and they were all alive and well!

Although Solomon was unhappy because the five wives gave birth to several more children for Chi Huo, this was already the best possibility!

What's more, Amon actually has the qualifications of a spiritual master. He is only fifteen years old!

As the chief high priest of the Temple of the Big Blue Meng God, Solomon naturally knows the general situation of all the believers. Although the six spiritual masters of the original Snow Mountain Tribe are very old, they are the ones who have improved the fastest!

The qualification of a spiritual master is also a very important condition for selecting priests for the noble blue cute god!

As long as he brings Amon back to the temple, he will definitely be appreciated by the big blue cute god. I am afraid that Amon's achievements will be even higher than his own in the future!

"Bang!" Solomon opened the cage door: "Red Fire, my lord, the Big Blue God, is a benevolent and merciful god. As long as your Salt Lake tribe is willing to believe in the Big Blue God, then the glory of our Lord will shine in the world. On you!"

Chi Huo walked out of the cage with his head held high: "If the blue cute god never gives up, I am willing to become his believer!"

"Father!" "Atu!"

In the big tent belonging to the chief Chihuo, Solomon indeed saw his five wives and twelve children!

The once young and delicate wife has begun to mature, and the originally immature children have grown into upright teenagers!

His wife and children are healthy and apparently not abused.

Solomon held his wife and children in his arms one by one. The glittering golden sacrificial robe he was wearing now gave him a sacred aura!

Three days later, Solomon led a group of spiritual masters, senior officials of the Salt Lake tribe, and a few young people who were eager to become temple believers to the foot of the snow-capped mountains.

"If you want to become a believer of my lord, the Big Blue God, you must personally climb this sacred snow mountain and enter the temple located on the top of the snow mountain!"

Without the blessing of the Rain of Elements, it is obviously more difficult to climb the snow-capped mountains and enter the temple.

But this is also in Xi Wei's plan. The threshold for recruiting priests to the temple will obviously be raised step by step.

Chi Huo was wearing a red robe, with a determined look on his face. He took the lead and was the first to start the challenge of climbing the Holy Mountain!

The nearly a hundred people behind were not crowded, and they came up one by one according to the queue. The last one was a young boy, he was less than fifteen years old, and he was Solomon's eldest son Ammon.

Solomon patted Amon's shoulder gently: "Come on! I'll wait for you at the temple!"

The young man Amon nodded: "Father, I will not let you down!"

After saying that, the young man turned around and began to climb the steep and towering holy mountain in front of him.

Solomon stood at the foot of the mountain, watching his eldest son Amon go higher and higher, and finally turned into a small black spot on the mountain road.

My lord, the big blue cute god, please bless my son, he will definitely become your loyal believer!

In the end, more than 60 of the more than 100 challengers reached the top of the snow mountain and became members of the Temple of the Big Blue Meng God.

All twenty spiritual masters passed, and although the young man Amon was already exhausted, he persisted until the end, which greatly comforted Solomon.

As long as they enter this sacred and majestic temple, no one will doubt the existence of the big blue cute god. The temple has a group of trainee priests, and all the Salt Lake tribe have become believers of the big blue cute god.

At this point, there are more than ten thousand believers in the big blue cute god. Xi Wei and Zero have a very solid foundation in this plane. They only need to wait for the passage of time and they will surely be able to reap the fruits of the harvest.