Dawn of the Grey Tower

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Wu Qi didn't know how he left the main account and returned to his temporary residence. His eyes were apocalyptic, and he ignored all the people's pointing along the way. When he sat down and closed his eyes silently, his ears Side still echoed Uvel's words. "All spirits, this must be the whisper that the demon from the bottom of the world can tell. Because it sounds so, so, sincere. I can't hear him wrong, unity, the whole grassland, and even the The whole world. Isn't this all that you want to do but can't do it, and you can't say it?

The shaman was confused, and his ideals told him that the headman was right. All the pain on the grassland is because the people on it lived separately. They could have established an organization like those outside the grassland, let The weak do not have to be abandoned by their parents, so that the elderly do not have to walk into the snow alone. No, they are the people of the grasslands. They can do better than those people. They can plan the ranch reasonably so that the tribes do not need to fight each other. So, this ... this is wrong. This is different from what the spirits say.

Wu Qi raised his head, his eyes wanted to pass through the top of the tent, through the sky, through all obstacles to see the starry sky, the starry sky of the spirits. He wants to know what Uvel said is wrong, or, as the facts say, demons are also spirits, and their power is equal, as long as they are the right tools in the hands of the right people. No, no, when you think so, you are already betraying the path of the spirits, Wu Qi. "The spirits tolerate good and evil, but the spirits reject the demon. Yes, father, yes, yes."

The flame rises again, and the figure gathers again. Standing by the campfire are the heads of the three tribes, and it is their ancestors who are watching the night sky above them. Firelight illuminates everyone's face and chest, but not their backs and spine. When the barbecue was taken down, when the toast song no longer reverberates, people know that it is Huazhang now.

"I believe that our three ancestors have looked here." Uville stood just north of the fire, his eyes reflecting flames.

"And I believe they will bring the correct opinion." The head of the Basil Department, the older man than Uvel said with a deep voice. His expression is now very serious, as is the head of the Teller man standing opposite him, that is, Uncle Madden in Uvel's mouth. The reason is simple. What they have to do tonight is of great importance.

"Don't we really need to wait for Wu Qi to arrive? I said he was weird, but he is the most senior shaman in our three books, and his bloodline is protected by spirits." This old man has always favored Uvel, but he still has doubts about Uvir's proposal today. This doubt makes him want to see Wu Qi present. Shamans who follow the way of the spirits should stand with him. They are the representatives of tradition, and tradition is very important in his eyes. In particular, the appearance of the shaman standing outside the main account at noon today is still under the circumstances.

But tonight's party will not have a shaman seat, it is clear to Uvel and Wu Qi. The young leader gently waved his hand. His mannerism and calmness revealed in his manners were impressive, as if standing here is not a young man who has not yet succeeded. On the contrary, the person standing here is more like a A great leader who has become famous all over the world. That kind of self-confidence, dissatisfaction, conscientiousness, and no flinching is too elusive. The former Uville was only a future, and now Uville, no one can see through it.

"Uncle Madden, I ’m pretty sure that it ’s in line with the wishes of the spirits to gather here today. Wu Qi has just lost his hut recently, and now he has a lot of things to do, and I ’ve already consulted him, so let Will our shaman take a day off? "Uville's face had a smile on his face, but this only increased his anxiety.

"No, Uvel. I admit that you have made enough achievements last night to make you a hero in poetry. But tribal merger is not poetry, it is related to the lives of our three tribes, it is related to pasture, water, etc. A series of questions. On this kind of question we must follow the tradition, the shaman must be present, he must ... "The words stopped, because the flame in front of him suddenly flew in his direction, and the old man hurried Shining only escaped the fate of being licked by the tongue of fire. But tonight, there is obviously no wind.

"Hey, what's the matter! Uvel, what did you do!" Now even the head of the basil department was anxious. He rushed to the side and pulled the latter up, smiling at the still smiling face. Uville roared. And the **** pulled up by him, at this moment in a horrified look, he seemed to have thought of something, understood something, his fingers tremblingly pointed to Uville.

"Of course I didn't do anything. You guys saw it, and I stood here without moving a finger or saying a word. And I was also very surprised that there was no wind tonight, and all three of us stood At the edge of the fire, why did the flames go past Uncle Dunton alone? This is too strange. "

"Hoo!" The flame tilted again, and the reason for this time was clearly seen by everyone. It was a huge bird with a long wingspan. The big bird with a human face flew over the fire, howling like a cry in the dark, hovering and flying, and the huge black shadow obscured the unknown stars. Night owl, this is a raptor rarely seen on the grassland. If the goshawk is the king of the sky during the day, then the night owl is the master of the night. They are silent winged hunters, wise men with a human face, Totem of the Teller Department.

"Look, the spirits are blessing us, and all have sent such messengers." Uvir looked up at the shadow and exclaimed. In response to his sigh, a tan bull walked up to the campfire with a slight exclamation and a slight tremor from the ground not far away. This bull is not as big as the previous black bull, but it is still full of oppression. Moreover, the brown bull is itself a totem of the basil department.

The other two headmen were surprised and speechless. They watched the totems of their tribes appearing vividly in front of them, completely losing their language and thinking ability. When the bull walked obediently to Uvel, sticking his tongue out and licking Uvir's right palm ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The head of the basil department was already kneeling excitedly on the ground. But this is not over yet. An orange figure jumped from behind to Uvel's shoulder, which is the symbol of the grassland fox and the Shale department. The three animals happen to be three totems. It is no coincidence that they appear here at this time. And Uvel seized this opportunity and spoke to the three animals in Chen Ken ’s tone,

"The spirits are on top. I am Uville, the son of the Shale Ministry, the son of Udel, and the grandson of Udet. I am here today, hoping to do something that honors the ancestors and spirits. Allow us Shale, Basil, Teller, the three brother tribes to reunite! With the blood of the same ancestor flowing in our body as a covenant, we will love, help and trust each other as never separated. We do not Then there is the night owl, no longer a bull, no longer a sand fox, we will restore the ancient name and walk again on the grassland under the name of Tiele! "

The three-headed beast left after Uvel's words fell. This departure is subtle and infuriating. In the view of the other two headmen, it must be because Uville was not satisfied with the arrogant remarks of San Ling who made them discouraged. But just when they wanted to question him, a low but loud roar from the night sky came from the darkness and made everyone subconsciously subdued. Once, the ancestors of the three tribes were named after Tiele. They lived on the grassland far away from the blue lion. A ring of golden mane grows on the neck of the beast, and it is the king of the land. When it roars, it can make birds fall from the sky and let the beast lie down in the grass. They call it, lion. And the roar was like a lion roar in the ballad.