Speed ​​Pass starts with choosing a hunter

Chapter 437 Ancestral Court
In a mountain forest that seemed so deep and almost dark from a distance, a golden roof suddenly appeared, like the scorching sun shining through the darkness.

The sacred and solemn atmosphere makes people feel solemn.

This is the ancestral home of the demon hunters.

Today, the ancestral temple seems particularly lively.

The patriarchs of the three clans and eleven tribes of demon hunters all appeared here.

"You can hide if you want. If the Wu Clan dares to cross Tianqiong Mountain, I will fight them and no one will survive."

The leader of the demon-hunting Tiange clan is the most popular.

An old woman nearby glanced at the Tian Ge tribe leader and said, "With just you, even if all of your Tian Ge tribe members were wiped out, the Wu tribe wouldn't feel a thing."

"You old woman!"

The Tiange tribe leader stared at the old woman with eyes as big as copper bells.

An old chief of the demon-hunting clan came out to smooth things over: "Now is the time to argue. If the witch clan kills everyone, the demon-hunting clan will be completely extinct."

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After hearing the old patriarch's words, everyone fell silent.

Even the Tiange tribe leader and the old woman, who had always been at odds with each other, stopped arguing.

The eleven tribes gathered together today, are they really united?
It's nothing more than being forced to survive by the witch clan.

The demon hunters have been passed down to this day, and have split up and reunited countless times, and countless hatreds have been accumulated during this period. If you go back ten generations between the various tribes, you can always find deep hatreds, which is why they are suppressed by the witch tribe.

"I propose that we leave Southern Xinjiang."

A sturdy chief of the Demon Control Clan spoke.

Still silent.

After a long time, the old woman finally spoke: "Where can we go after we leave?"

“The Wu clan is a group of tigers and wolves, and those people from Xuanyang are not good people either.

With the current strength of the monster hunters, no matter where they go, they will never be able to become guests of honor like those big clans. Those Xuanyang people just want to use them as cannon fodder.

The clan with Grandmaster Mingxin is better off, but the clan without the protection of the powerful Mingxin will definitely perish in the war.

If that's the case, I might as well die in the mountains."

The Tiange tribe leader became angrier as he spoke, and the long sword in his hand creaked as he squeezed it.

Just when everyone was silent, a voice sounded: "You can go to Lingzhou."

Hundreds of people in the ancestral temple looked in the direction of the voice, only to see the crowd slowly make way for them and Zhou Siming walked over.

The patriarch of Zhou Siming's clan frowned slightly when he saw Zhou Siming.

He seemed to have figured out the meaning of Zhou Siming's words.

The Tiange tribe leader snorted coldly: "A junior is not qualified to speak here. You are that dog surnamed Bai, who came here to act as a lobbyist. I will not be fooled."

The other people all had different expressions.

For example, the old patriarch of the monster-hunting clan showed an excited look.

The relationship between Zhou Siming and Bai Yuan is no secret among the top monster hunters. Compared with other forces, joining forces with the Bai Jiedushi can at least give them a little more friendship, and they won't be overly useful.

Zhou Siming glanced at the Tiange tribe leader and said, "Mr. Zhang, I respect you as the tribe leader, but now it seems that you are not worthy of it. You would rather the tribe members die in battle for your reputation than find a way out."

"you"

The Tiange tribe leader was about to speak.

But he was interrupted by the old patriarch: "Siming, please continue."

Seeing the old chief speak, the Tiange chief could only suppress his anger.

The Demon-hunting lineage is the most powerful and largest of the three lineages. The old patriarch is a recognized sage in the Demon-hunting lineage. Not only does his strength reach the level of Mingxin, but his seniority is also very high. Most of the people present are his descendants.

Among the many clan leaders, only the old clan leader can live in the ancestral temple, which shows that his status is extremely high.

Zhou Siming then spoke: "Those who are not of our race must have different hearts. The Wu tribe will definitely not let us go. Shuofang has agreed to hand over half of Dingzhou's land to us for management, but we need to send a thousand people to join the Shuofang army every year, and we can rotate them on our own."

The Tian Ge tribe leader became even more angry when he heard this: "You are a traitor, you are just using us as human shields."

After saying that, the Tiange tribe leader pretended to strangle Zhou Siming's neck.

At this moment, he saw a figure falling from the sky out of the corner of his eye.

A fierce punch landed on him.

boom!
The Tiange tribe leader was instantly knocked away and fell on a huge rock far away outside the ancestral temple.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this sudden scene, and they all looked at the young man who replaced the position of the Tiange tribe leader.

"I think you have some misunderstandings about me."

Misunderstand?

The demon hunters couldn't help but look at the Tiange tribe leader who hadn't yet crawled out of the rubble.

The old patriarch asked tentatively: "Are you Lord Bai?"

"Exactly."

Hearing Bai Yuan's affirmative answer, a burst of exclamations rang out.

Bai Yuan is quite famous in Xuanyang. He was supposed to be in the northern border, but now he appears alone in the southern border.

Some monster hunters looked around nervously, fearing that there might be an ambush.

Bai Yuan smiled faintly: "No need to look for it, I am the only one."

The old patriarch clasped his fists and said, "Master Bai is very courageous. I admire him."

Upon hearing this, the other monster hunters also showed surprised expressions.

Bai Yuan: "Master Zhou has just told everyone the purpose of my visit. Since I have learned the skills of a demon hunter, I want to repay your kindness. You don't have to rush to give me an answer. I will give you three days. If you don't have a reply, I will leave."

Upon hearing that Bai Yuan was also a demon hunter, many demon hunters were even more surprised.

This matter is no secret among the top leaders, but most people are not aware of it.

Just as Bai Yuan was about to take Zhou Siming away——

The demon-acting clan leader asked tentatively, "Can you perform demon magic?"

Bai Yuan then turned to look at the middle-aged man who had not spoken a word not far away: "I have learned a little."

Zhou Siming explained: "This person is the only patriarch of the demon lineage, Yang Qiu."

Bai Yuan: "Yes, I got it from Sangka and practiced it for a while."

"Sanka."

Yang Qiu muttered softly.

He naturally knew about Sangka, the villain who harmed his fellow disciples, and he had even personally captured Sangka.

suddenly!

Yang Qiu knelt on the ground fiercely: "Master Bai, please be the leader of my demon lineage. We will follow you till death."

This time it was so sudden that the other clan leaders were caught off guard.

The chief of the Tiange tribe just got up. He looked at Yang Qiu who was kneeling on the ground and was even more surprised.

Everyone in Southern Xinjiang knew that Yang Qiu was proud and arrogant, but no one expected that he would actually kneel down to a Xuanyang person.

Yang Qiu lowered his head almost to his chest, but his eyes were full of ecstasy.

Because he could feel the pure Zhu Yan aura in Bai Yuan's body, which was clearly a sign that the magic skill of performing the demon had been mastered. The last person who mastered the magic skill of performing the demon could be traced back to three thousand years ago, during the previous dynasty.

He knew very well what it meant to master the art of acting as a demon.

Although there is no distinction between the three veins of demon hunters in terms of high and low levels, the thresholds for entry are very different.

Finding monsters is the easiest, controlling them is intermediate, and acting as a monster is the hardest.

Therefore, the demon-hunting lineage alone occupies the eight clans, while there is only one pitiful clan that can perform demons.

It's not that he doesn't want to strengthen the demon-playing lineage, but there are too few people who can practice the demon-playing skills, and those who can master them are even rarer, so that even the strongest one now is only at the peak of perception.

The demon-acting lineage has almost no status among demon hunters.

Now he finally sees hope.

So what if they are from Xuanyang?

Monster hunters are originally human beings, almost exactly like Xuan Yang. As long as they can learn the skills of monster performing, they will become members of the monster performing lineage.

If Bai Yuan is really willing to be the patriarch of the demon-playing lineage, revival is just around the corner, and it is possible that he will become the strongest among the eleven demon-hunting clans. The other patriarchs frowned slightly, and they also roughly understood what he meant.

What a cunning old man!

Several people cursed in their hearts.

As far as they know, Bai Yuan has not only learned how to act like a demon, he also seems to be proficient in finding and controlling demons. Doesn't that mean that any clan leader can do it?

But asking them to kneel down in front of everyone in the ancestral temple seems impossible.

Yang Qiu is indeed cruel enough.

Bai Yuan looked at the back of Yang Qiu's head: "Okay."

Hearing Bai Yuan's simple and clear answer, Yang Qiu raised his head abruptly: "Yang Qiu greets the clan leader!"

Then he kowtowed three times respectfully.

The others all sighed when they saw this scene. In less than an incense stick of time, the demon clan had changed its leader.

"you"

The Tiange tribe leader was a little dumbfounded and pointed at Yang Qiu.

No martial ethics?!
With the strength displayed by Bai Yuan, no one among the demon hunters can be his opponent. Doesn't that mean the Demon Acting Clan will become the strongest among the eleven clans?

This made the Tiange tribe leader feel a little unbalanced.

It would be fine if he was a powerful demon actor from Southern Xinjiang, but Bai Yuan had almost no connection with Southern Xinjiang. How could he accept this?

Yang Qiu glanced at the Tian Ge tribe leader: "Are you not convinced?"

Looking at Yang Qiu's smug look, the Tiange tribe leader was even more furious.

It is impossible for him to take action, he knows his own weight.

Bai Yuan held back when he threw that punch just now, otherwise that punch would have been enough to kill him.

So what if you’re not convinced?

The Tiange tribe leader didn't have the courage to take another punch.

An abrupt scene broke the original situation, and the old patriarch's eyes showed a conflicted look.

Under the gaze of everyone, the old patriarch bowed and said: "The demon-hunting lineage invites Mr. Bai to be the patriarch."

"!!!"

Now everyone was completely upset.

Even the most prestigious old patriarch chose to surrender.

An outsider actually became the patriarch of two tribes.

"it is good."

Bai Yuan showed a smile on his face, and with just a few simple words, he helped the old patriarch up.

With this beginning, things got out of control.

The eight demon-hunting tribes had always followed the lead of the old tribe leader. Now that the old tribe leader had surrendered, there was naturally no need for them to continue insisting. All of a sudden, six more tribes asked Bai Yuan to be their tribe leader.

Bai Yuan also accepted everyone who came.

In just a quarter of an hour, only the patriarchs of the Tiange clan and the Yuyao clan were left in the ancestral temple who had not made a decision.

The Tiange tribe leader gritted his teeth and knelt on the ground with a plop: "Chief, I am guilty of this. Please punish me."

Bai Yuan: "That punch just now was a punishment, get up."

"Yes."

The chief of the Tiange tribe was a strong man, but now he is as well-behaved as a kitten.

He was not at all ashamed of kneeling down just now.

Even if Bai Yuan is willing, he can kowtow a few more times.

Compared to the future of the Tiange clan, personal honor and disgrace are not important at all.

The remaining old woman and middle-aged man of the Demon Control Clan looked at each other, and then bowed together: "Please Mr. Bai to be the leader of the Demon Control Clan."

From then on, Bai Yuan easily recruited demon hunters under his command.

This scene even made Zhou Siming dumbfounded.

So easy?

Based on his understanding of the arrogant nature of demon hunters, he thought it would be full of difficulties, but he didn't expect it to be so simple.

All this was caused by Yang Qiu.

Originally, there might be some twists and turns after three days, but the demon hunter would still join Bai Yuan in the end. After all, with the witch clan eyeing them covetously, Bai Yuan is undoubtedly the best choice for the demon hunter.

Yang Qiu's actions accelerated this process.

Of course, Yang Qiu is not a fool. He knows very well what it means to master the art of acting as a demon.

"Meet the clan leader!"

For a moment, everyone knelt down in front of the demon hunters' ancestral temple.

Bai Yuan: "Everyone, get up."

Everyone looked at the young man again, with a hint of awe in their eyes.

The reason why Bai Yuan could so easily recruit the demon hunters under his command, apart from the pressure from the Witch Clan as an external enemy, was mainly because he himself was strong enough. Otherwise, even if Yang Qiu was the first to take action, the others would not have followed so easily.

The old patriarch looked at Bai Yuan.

His bow was the final link that led to the current situation.

The reason for doing so was that he felt that by making Bai Yuan the chief of the demon hunters, the two sides would at least have more affection for each other after they went to the northern border. Otherwise, if it was just a cooperative relationship, it would be hard to say.

And Bai Yuan did learn the methods of the demon hunter.

"Follow me and leave Southern Xinjiang in five days."

"Yes!"

The eleven tribes of demon hunters live in different mountains, thousands of miles apart from each other, so five days is not a lot of time.

Southern Xinjiang is where monster hunters have lived for generations, so naturally there are a lot of things they need to take away.

This period of time.

Bai Yuan lives in the ancestral temple.

The golden roof, jade pillars, and jade bricks are extremely luxurious, showing that the demon hunters put a lot of effort into building this ancestral temple.

"This is Zhe Yi."

Zhou Siming pointed at the handsome man in the center of the ancestral temple.

Bai Yuan looked up and saw a sturdy man wearing animal skins and holding a bow and arrow. The most outstanding thing about him was his eyes.

Even though it was just a sculpture, it was the most special pair of eyes Bai Yuan had ever seen.

Obviously, the ancestors of the monster hunters put a lot of thought into preserving the charm of Zheyi.

"Ancestor Zheyi is the most powerful person in my demon-hunting lineage."

The more Bai Yuan looked, the more curious he found it.

Zheyi's eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in the world, and nothing could escape his sight.

He is indeed a powerful person who is qualified to enter the realm of Martial Saint.

Bai Yuan was secretly shocked.

The fact that demon hunters have been able to survive in the ancient land for tens of thousands of years is indeed unique.

The heritage of monster hunters is even older than that of the barbarians.

There have been quite a few powerful gods with profound backgrounds, but over the past few thousand years, the three religions have flourished and the talent of monster hunting has gradually declined.

"Zheyi's ancestor once said that hunting monsters is a minor path, while hunting gods is a major path!"

Hunting God!

Hearing these two words, Bai Yuan's expression finally changed.

If these words were really spoken by Zhe Yi, could it be that there really are gods in this world?
Or is it just Zheyi's exaggerated remarks?

At this time, the old clan leader Zhou Bairen also came over and said, "Clan leader, when our ancestor was about to die, he resolutely left Southern Xinjiang. He said that he saw traces of the gods."

(End of this chapter)