Chapter 25: The Wind

The cold wind blew outside the felt tent, but the warmth inside the felt tent. Teng Qingshan drank hot milk tea, ate large pieces of mutton, and a large pot of hand-mixed noodles.

Although the dishes on Jiuzhou are not as delicate as the food, they are still comfortable.

"Brother!" A young man in a gray leather robe walked into the felt tent.

Chabu, who was talking to Teng Qingshan, was happy. When he saw the man coming in, he couldn't help but look down: "Come on, what's wrong?"

"Tsk tsk." The young man glanced at Teng Qingshan. When he saw Teng Qingshan's torn cotton jacket, he couldn't help but frown, but he still said with a smile, "Brother, my life is so tight. A few days ago, I lost a few more sheep. I don't know who stole it. This day is sad!"

Chab frowned: "What the hell is there? Say it!"

"It's better for me, brother!" the young man laughed and said, "Brother, borrow some money. When I sell the cattle and sheep, I will definitely pay it back to you."

"Hmph, don't pay back what I owe last time." The child whispered in dissatisfaction.

The woman eating next to him immediately grabbed the child and glared at the child. "I'm telling the truth!" The child muttered, but did not dare to say anything again. The young man didn't care at all, but just looked at Chabu with a smile on his face.

Chabu looked calmly, touched it from his arms, took out a piece of silver, about half a tael, and threw it over.

"Thank you, brother, I will definitely pay the money back. I will definitely pay it back!" The young man was overjoyed and said continuously.

Chab looked calmly: "Hmph, don't thank me! It's not my dad who asked me to take care of you. I've kicked you out long ago! Remember, go and practice swordsmanship with the Slan brothers and others! Don't be lazy all day!" The young man opened the door cloth at this moment and walked out with his mouth!

"Dad, where did he herd sheep? I saw a few days ago that I slaughtered a lamb!" the child said unwillingly.

Chab glared at his son: "Jeddah, remember, that's your uncle!"

"Jeddah is not such a useless uncle!" the child said with his head raised.

Teng Qingshan can only eat with his head, and he is not easy to interrupt such housework. No matter which farm there are people who are lazy. For such people, ordinary villas or tribes will marginalize them.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

There was a fierce collision sound outside, and Teng Qingshan's ears moved and he couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Brother Chabu, what's going on outside?"

Before Chab could speak, his son rushed to say, "It's the men from our tribe who are competing! It must be Uncle Slan and the others. They practice swords very hard every day. Uncle Slan and the others are very powerful! I also learn swordsmanship from Uncle Slan!"

"Oh?" Teng Qingshan put down the milk tea cup and stood up with a smile, "Brother Chabu, I'm full too. Thank you for your entertainment!" As he said that, he put two taels of silver on the table.

Chabren picked up the two taels of silver and sent it back to Teng Qingshan: "Huhe brother! I'll just have a casual lunch, not worth a few dollars. These two taels of silver are too much! I can't accept it!" Chab wanted to give it to Teng Qingshan, but Teng Qingshan stretched out his right hand to block Chab, and Chab couldn't get close to it!

"What a lot of effort!" Chabu was shocked.

"Two taels of silver are nothing to me!" Teng Qingshan smiled, "Brother Chabu. If you respect me Huhe, just accept it."

Chabu was stunned and couldn't help but smile helplessly. When the other party said this, if he didn't accept it, he would look down on the other party.

"Okay, I'll accept it." Chab said immediately, "Brother Huhe, aren't you curious about the competition outside? Let's go and have a look."

"Let's go." Teng Qingshan nodded with a smile.

"I want to go too!" The prairie child got up.

"Haha, go together." Teng Qingshan smiled and held the child's hand and walked out of the felt tent. He and the strong man "Chabu" followed the sound direction northeast.

As he penetrated the entire tribe, Teng Qingshan also knew about this Qilian tribe: "The entire tribe has only more than a hundred felt tents! There are large felt tents and small felt tents. But I guess... the population of the entire tribe should be less than one thousand. It is considered a small tribe."

At this time, Teng Qingshan had already seen two people who were competing for swordsmanship on a grassland ahead. One of them was tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist. The other was as thin as a wild wolf. The swords used by both of them were common scimitars on the grassland.

Huh! Huh!

The two dodged agilely and kept passing by. Sometimes they would give each other a fierce knife! They didn't hesitate at all.

"drink!"

"ha!"

Both of them had a heat on their faces and they stared at their opponents.

"This method is good, use a wooden knife! And the wooden knife is wrapped in sheepskin. Even if you use force to chop, it will cause injuries at most." Teng Qingshan nodded secretly.

Chab next to him smiled and said, "Brother Huhe. How powerful is the hero of our tribe? The leaner one is the number one hero of our tribe, "Slan". He has killed more than ten horse thieves, but he has no injuries! Moreover, even the women of the "Wanshi Tribe" are willing to marry the Slan brothers." Chab's face was full of pride and pride.

"Not bad, very powerful." Teng Qingshan praised with great face, "Where did you learn this sword technique and internal strength?" Teng Qingshan could see at a glance that both of them had learned internal strength. Otherwise, they would not have been in such a fast shape.

On the land of Jiuzhou, many civilians did not have the opportunity to learn internal energy! But this Qilian tribe, a small tribe at the bottom, actually fought both of them, both of them were masters of internal energy. Teng Qingshan was surprised: "The previous few times I went to those tribes to ask for food. They all left after eating. I didn't pay attention to whether they had practiced internal energy!"

"Internal strength? Sword technique?" Chabu smiled, "On the prairie, all the tribes in the north can learn internal strength. What about sword technique! In the middle and southernmost areas, they can't learn it."

Teng Qingshan looked at Chabu in surprise.

"These sword techniques and internal strength are all messengers on Tianshen Mountain and are handed over to each of our tribes!" Chabu seemed very respectful, "The messengers of Tianshen Mountain gave us hope! And they also said that if they could lift five thousand kilograms of huge rocks, they could enter Tianshen Mountain and live in Tianshen Mountain!"

Teng Qingshan was shocked when he heard this!

Five thousand kilograms of huge rock?

Even on the land of Jiuzhou, being able to lift two thousand kilograms of huge stones is considered a second-rate warrior. Raising ten thousand kilograms of huge stones is considered a first-rate warrior! Being able to lift five thousand kilograms is also considered extremely powerful among second-rate warriors. Just like the Black Armored Army of Guiyuan Sect, the general sergeant has such strength.

"This Tianshen Mountain dared to hand over the secrets and sword techniques of internal strength to all the tribes around. It was not worried that the secrets would cause the spread of the secrets to produce forces around it that could subvert it! This courage is amazing!" Teng Qingshan said in his mind that on the land of Jiuzhou, no matter which sect, no matter which sect, would spread the secrets of internal strength, for no reason.

On the green grass.

The two heroes in the tribe finally decided on the outcome.

"Slan, I gave in!" The tall man was pressed on his back by his opponent with his knees and pressed to the ground.

"Uncle Slan is the most powerful!" The child beside Teng Qingshan shouted excitedly.

Teng Qingshan smiled and touched the child's head, then smiled at Chabu and said, "Brother Chabu, I still have something to do to continue on my way. Let's go first!"

"I'm so anxious to leave?" Chabren said.

Teng Qingshan was about to speak, but his face changed and he turned to look south. With his six senses, he could tell that there were waves of vibrations in the south. It should be the vibrations caused by a large number of horse hooves.

Da! Da! Da! Da!

"There are horse thieves! Horse thieves!!!" Suddenly, a sharp shout tore through the tranquility of the entire tribe.

The sweaty Slan changed his face and screamed suddenly: "The old man and the child are all in the felt tent. Men, follow me!"

Men rushed in front and women followed behind, all of them all had crazy looks on their faces.

"Jilan, go to the felt tent." Na Chabu pushed his son and rushed over. At this moment, he had no time to greet Teng Qingshan.

Teng Qingshan also followed the crowd and ran towards the front.

"It's the Fengfeng tribe!"

"Storm!"

"It's the wind!"

There were extremely terrifying shouts from the south, and these terrifying shouts were like sledgehammers hitting the hearts of all the tribes. The tribe men and women who were originally crazy about to tear apart in the future changed their faces one by one. Even the raised scimitar was withdrawn.

"Hmm? What's going on?" Teng Qingshan quickly came to the front and Teng Qingshan looked at it.

In front of the Qilian tribe, a large group of knights wearing silver-gray armor were parked there. The tribe's patriarch had already run to the front.

"Dear Master Qianfengbu." The old man in silver-haired haired in thick robe bowed.

The knight leader on the war horse shot his eyes through the cold mask at the clan leader: "Qi Lian Tribe! A year has passed. There are more than 800 people in your tribe, each of which is three taels of silver. It doesn't count, but you need to pay 2,400 taels of silver!"

"Three taels of silver?" Teng Qingshan was shocked.

In the wealthy Yangzhou, the White Horse Gang collected only half a tael of silver per person. The grassland tribe is much poorer than the land of Jiuzhou. For example, if a family of four is a family, the family will have to pay twelve taels of silver! In the grassland tribe, a family like this is difficult to earn twelve taels of silver in a year!

"Not eating or drinking, it's not enough to pay the money. Is this a desperate attempt?" Teng Qingshan's face changed drastically, "And the folk customs of this Qilian tribe are quite fierce. But when I heard the word "Storm Wind", I was scared. It's not their fault!" Teng Qingshan saw it at a glance.

The horse thieves in front of me were all wearing silver-gray armor, and the horses were also top-notch war horses. On the land of Jiuzhou, it was only possible to compare the "White Horse Camp" of the White Horse Gang.

"Sir!" the clan leader knelt down suddenly and begged, "My sir, give us the Qilian tribe half a year. We will definitely get it together. Now, we really don't have that much money!"

"If you don't have silver, won't you rob other tribes?" The leader of the war horse sneered, "On the prairie, useless tribes like you are not qualified to exist. Since you can't afford the silver... then it's the same rule!"

The faces of everyone in Qilian's tribe changed drastically.

"Give me your life."

"Sir, please spare me." Many people knelt down.

Teng Qingshan felt something was wrong when he heard it. The other party said the old rules. What was the rule? Chabu, who was not far from Teng Qingshan, also turned pale in horror and knelt down and begged.

"Brothers, let's start!" The tribe leader's eyes were cold.

"Ao~~"

Each of the knights let out a mad wolf howling and raised the scimitar in their hands high. Teng Qingshan understood what the other party’s old rules were!

"Will you resist at this time?" Teng Qingshan was very confused. At the moment of death, he should fight to the death. He looked at Na Chabu, who was kneeling: "No, no--"

"I'll have a meal, I'll help you once."
Chapter completed!