The Hui Jiang Grassland was very different from the Mongolian Grassland. It had a vast territory, rich resources, magnificent mountains and rivers, boundless seas, ancient sites, many ethnic groups, and strange folk customs. Glaciers and snowy mountains coexisted with the Gobi Desert. There were many snow-covered glaciers, overlapping peaks, flying springs and waterfalls, and rare and exotic beasts. There were rivers that flowed thousands of miles, vast grasslands with blue waves, as well as the bizarre Gobi Desert illusion and mysterious desert wonders. Chu Tian and Huo Qingtong had grown up in the Western Regions since they were young. They were very familiar with the mountains and rivers of the Western Regions, so they were naturally used to these scenes.
After two days on the road, Huo Qingtong received the latest news from Fei Hongjin. After the Koran was taken away by Meng Shentong and the others, these people met up with Wang Weiyang's Zhenyuan Bodyguard Agency and planned to escort the Koran all the way to the Qing Capital. At present, Fei Hongjin and the others were tracking Meng Shentong and the others. They wanted Huo Qingtong to rush over and help as soon as possible.
Huo Qingtong didn't dare to be careless after receiving the news. He urged Chu Tian to hurry up. Chu Tian was also interested in Meng Shentong and the others. He had a feeling that if he mastered the Nine Forms of Drawing Sword, he might be able to unravel the secret of Wandering Dragon Sword. And if he wanted to master the Nine Forms of Drawing Sword, there was no better way than to sacrifice the sword!
The two of them continued on the road for a few days. One day, they arrived at Huo Qingtong's tribe. Chu Tian and Huo Qingtong were no strangers to the people in the tribe. They entered the tribe without any hindrance. At this time, the news of the Koran being taken away from the Ministry was still blocked.
For these people who believed in God, the loss of the Koran was not a small matter. Therefore, Huo Qingtong's father, Mu Zhuolun, and the others wanted to get the Koran back as soon as possible before the news of the Koran's loss spread. Therefore, these low-level herdsmen did not know that the sacred object had been lost.
After entering the tribe, they saw that the twilight in the desert was getting thicker, and a crescent moon was rising from the horizon. They saw a large fire burning on the ground, and young warriors were coming from all directions, surrounding the fire. Some people were roasting cattle and sheep, making pilaf, and some were playing music. It was a joyous scene. Amid the sound of the horse's head, singing and laughter sounded everywhere. The cook returned and distributed the pilaf, roasted meat, honeydew, raisins, and koumiss to everyone. Each of them held a small bowl carved from salt rock in their hands. They wiped the roasted meat in the salt bowl and began to eat.
Chu Tian sat in front of the fire with Huo Qingtong, grabbed a lamb leg, and began to gnaw on it.
Huo Qingtong had changed into a new outfit and was sitting beside him. Her body exuded a delicate fragrance that was as fragrant as orchids and musks, causing Chu Tian's heart to skip a beat.
"Qingtong, are you planning to gather experts in the tribe?”Chu Tian lowered his head and sent a voice transmission to Huo Qingtong through his internal force.
The weather on Sky Mountain was extremely cold, and the spiritual energy was dense. Living on the mountain, one basically had to use their internal strength to withstand the cold at all times. As time passed, the speed at which he cultivated his internal strength was much faster than when he was in the Chinese server. This was similar to the effect of the Ancient Tomb Sect's cold jade bed.
In addition, besides the internal energy of the Heavenly Mountain Sect, Chu Tian also had the Sword Drawing Arts, which he used to practice his internal energy. Therefore, although he was young, his inner force cultivation was already extremely high. To him, voice beam was just a child's play!
Huo Qingtong's heart skipped a beat. She clearly didn't see Chu Tian speak, but his words reached her ears. She immediately knew that his internal energy cultivation had reached an unfathomable level.
Huo Qingtong's internal energy was shallow, and she was unable to achieve the ability to beam sound into a line like Chu Tian. At that moment, she only nodded slightly, which was a tacit agreement.
"Little sister, daddy wants you and Brother Chu to go over.”Chu Tian and Huo Qingtong ate for a while and drank a jar of hard liquor. They were both slightly tipsy. At this moment, a young Hui man in his twenties walked over from afar. He was Huo Qingtong's elder brother, the young clan leader of the tribe, Huo Ayi. He first smiled and nodded at Chu Tian as a form of greeting, then greeted Huo Qingtong.
Was it finally here? Chu Tian put down the small jar of wine in his hand and thought to himself.
Mu Zhuolun had asked him and Huo Qingtong to go over. Naturally, there was no other reason. He most likely wanted them to help him get the Koran back. Both Chu Tian and Huo Qingtong knew this. Moreover, Huo Qingtong had returned to the headquarters to gather a group of absolutely reliable elites.
It could be said that they had been waiting for this summon from Muzhuo.
Upon hearing Huo Ayi's message, Chu Tian and Huo Qingtong exchanged a look and followed Huo Ayi to the tribe leader's tent at the center of the tribe.
"Qingtong, Zhaonan, you're here.”Opening the tent door, an old man with a kind face was already waiting inside. This old man was none other than Huo Ayi, Huo Qingtong, and Princess Xiangxiang Beila's father, the Hui tribe leader, Mu Zhuolun.
Mu Zhuolun said with a smile when he saw them.
"Father!" Huo Qingtong hugged her sword with both hands.”
Chu Tian bowed respectfully and said,""Uncle!"
"Qingtong, I'll leave the rest to you and Zhao Nan.”The Koran was of great importance, so Mu Zhuolun did not keep him in suspense. He went straight to the point and said," The warriors of the tribe are already prepared three miles away. Father is counting on you and Zhao Nan to help me return to the tribe and retrieve the holy Koran!”
" Don't worry, Uncle," Chu Tian said firmly." I'll definitely help Qingtong get the Koran back!"”
"Father, don't worry. Qingtong will definitely take back the holy Koran. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come back.”Huo Qingtong said firmly.
The Hui people had always attached great importance to their faith. The Koran written by the Holy Mu was a sacred object of utmost importance to the Hui people living in the Land of the Nine Prefectures. It was no exaggeration to say that the Hui people would fight to the death to take back the holy Koran.
Upon hearing Huo Qingtong's words, Zhuolun nodded in satisfaction and said,""Alright, Qingtong, I'll leave everything to you.”
"It's getting late. You guys should set off now!”After a few more words, Mu Zhuolun took out two bags that he had prepared beforehand and handed them over to Chu Tian and Huo Qingtong, instructing them.
The two of them turned around and left the tent, quietly leaving the tribe from the back.
Chu Tian and Huo Qingtong followed Mu Zhuolun's instructions and arrived at the gathering point three miles away from the tribe. There were already dozens of warriors standing here, all of them riding their horses and brandishing their swords, their faces filled with determination. Obviously, in order to take back the Koran, they would do anything!
Behind a sand dune, camels and horses were hidden. Chu Tian and Huo Qingtong got on the camel, and Huo Qingtong led the way, following the marks that Fei Hongjin had made beforehand.
Chu Tian followed behind Huo Qingtong, riding on the back of a brownish-red warhorse, the Wandering Dragon Sword hanging at his waist. Gently holding the hilt of the Wandering Dragon Sword hanging on his left, Chu Tian felt a sense of pride that he had not felt for a long time. Wulin, here I come! Wandering Dragon Sword will let everyone know how terrifying I am!
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