You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 184 Familiar Breath, Inheritance from Generation to Generation
After the young men of this tribe finished competing, the young men from other tribes selected their future wives. After they bowed and lit incense in front of the altar, the coming-of-age ceremony came to an end.

The envoys from the Nanshan tribe and other tribes left the Beixue tribe one after another with the girls they chose. Most of them rode on the docile monsters from the northern border, but only the Nanshan tribe was equipped with a wheeled carriage pulled by blue-hoofed horses.

Hundreds of adult girls from the Beixue tribe left, and the young men who participated in the annual ceremony went to the tribe’s treasury to claim their rewards under the instructions of the old witch.

The top ten will receive armor, and Jiang Qiu can also receive it. Moreover, as the person with the best performance in this coming-of-age ceremony, the armor he can receive is a complete set, which is more complete than that of others.

When [Zhuan], [Mu] and others were following the old witch on the way to the treasure house, they suddenly heard the clatter of wheels, accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves trampling in the distance.

Turning his head and taking a look, he saw through the snow-covered streets that the envoys who had come to visit the Beixue tribe were leaving in a mighty procession.

He hugged one girl from the Beixue tribe after another on horseback.

Not seeing [Hua], Jiang Qiu's mouth twitched. He took a deep breath, retracted his gaze, and took two quick steps to catch up with the old witch.

Soon, led by the old witch, the group arrived at the treasure house area. The soldiers waiting at the door nodded and made way. A four-story wooden tower stood in the wall, with white snow covering its tiles like a coat, waiting here.

click-

The key in the old witch's hand opened the lock, and the three-meter-high bronze door creaked as it pushed inward. One after another, the wall lamps lit up, and the orange-yellow light filled the main hall and the avenue.

At that moment, all of Jiang Qiu's thoughts were brought back to his mind, and his pupils trembled slightly.

Is this the oldest building in the tribe? Why does it feel a little familiar?
Very faint, it flashed away as the lamp was lit.
"You have performed very well in the coming-of-age ceremony. You are the hope for the future of the tribe. The tribe will give you due encouragement."

The old witch walked in front with his hands behind his back. His black robe and white hair seemed to resonate with the surrounding environment, as if he was returning home.

[Zhuan][Mu] and other young men stared with wide eyes, looking at the scene on the first floor with great gaze. There were carved dragons and painted buildings, and some old animal sculptures stood on both sides of the road. Judging from the level of craftsmanship, it was not something that the Beixue tribe could produce.

In fact, this is true. The Beixue tribe does not have the leisure to carve so-called animal sculptures. Even if there are no sculptures of the chosen ones of all generations on the altar, only children occasionally carve ice for fun.

These things were left over from tens of thousands of years ago.
Jiang Qiu calmed down and looked at everything he saw.

The treasure house is also called Beixue Tower, a building often mentioned by peers and warriors. It symbolizes the heritage of the Beixue tribe and is said to have existed since the establishment of the tribe.

The original leader and tribesmen of the tribe were not savages. They settled in the sealed northern border just to survive.

Over tens of thousands of years, the tribe has divided its people into smaller groups, creating new small tribes. However, this tribe still stands firmly and stores the most weapons and treasures of the Beixue tribe.

It is not easy to get in, only the old witch can open the lock.

When people mention this place, they are usually proud of its history. After all, Beixue Tower is located in the center of the tribe and has long been the spiritual sustenance of many tribesmen. As long as the tower remains intact, the tribe will prosper.

How can a wooden building that has stood for tens of thousands of years be ordinary!
"This Beixue Tower has a total of four floors, each storing treasures and equipment of different levels. The first floor contains a lot of armor and weapons made of cold iron, which are suitable for talented bronze-skinned warriors," the old witch introduced slowly, "After you come here, if you make outstanding contributions to the tribe, you can also get rewards.

Generation after generation of Beixue people have survived in the Northern Realm thanks to the glory of their ancestors. Beixue Tower has entrusted too many emotions to us. Every weapon here is stained with blood. I hope you will not let down our ancestors."

As they walked along, Jiang Qiu and the others followed the old witch into the inner storeroom and stepped into the wooden racks lined with spears. The armor and wrist guards reflected the candlelight. "Wow, is this the Cold Iron Spear? My dad has one too!"

[Wood] licked his lips and ran to a steel spear, his eyes sparkling and his palms burning, but he did not grab it and try it out right away.

"Well, that is a weapon commonly used by the excellent warriors in the tribe. It is not easily damaged and has great penetrating power. It can even break the ice armor of the Ice Armor Bear Tribe." The old witch smiled slightly and waved his hand to indicate that they could pick it: "You can all pick the one you think is suitable. You will spend most of your life with it until they return here again."

As soon as he finished speaking, [Mu] couldn't wait to grab the cold iron spear that he liked, and the other young men were also looking for their favorite weapons with great interest.

Jiang Qiu stroked the cold iron spear in front of him with his index finger. The unique pattern was like a glacier running across his fingertips, and the coolness seeped into his blood, as if a soul with a proud chest was looking down from the tip of the spear.

This kind of spear is exactly the one in [Bear]'s hand. I have touched it before. The texture is much better than the wooden spear, and it is also very heavy.

If this weapon is used to penetrate the ten blocks of ice laid out this morning, why would one need to use 70% of the strength?

"[Qiu], I have other weapons prepared for you."

The old voice interrupted Jiang Qiu's thoughts. Turning around, he saw a long-handled weapon in the old witch's hand that he had taken from somewhere.

It looks like a lance and its body is like a spear.

There were tiny scratches on the edge of the blade, but the edge was still new and shone with a dazzling gleam.

There were a few smears of blood on the handle, which was dark red, and there were faint traces of blood flowing to the root, and there were even small cuts in some places, which further highlighted that this weapon had been through many battles.

As soon as this weapon appeared, the ten young men who were looking for the spear turned their heads, their eyes widened, unable to hide their surprise and admiration: "Is this the [Northern Snow Spear] used by the Chosen Ones of all generations?!"

"So cool! It is said that the first Chosen One [Zhuang] once used this spear to behead a top-level demon beast, the Northern Snow Wolf!"

"I seem to be able to feel the murderous aura attached to the blade."

"Of course, it has been passed down from generation to generation, and I don't know how many monsters and humans have been killed."

Under the scorching gazes of the crowd, the [Beixue Spear] landed steadily in Jiang Qiu's palms, sinking slightly, weighing a thousand pounds.

His eyes fixed, feeling the cold steel texture on his palms, his heart pounding softly.

Being able to sense the residual spirituality contained in the [Beixue Spear], this weapon must have once been someone's life weapon, but it was damaged for some reason.

The natal weapon means the unity of weapon and body.

People were building roads by sending soldiers tens of thousands of years ago!
No, it should be said that the Xia Kingdom's path of military cultivation may have found the root of its inheritance. The relics in the previous mystical realms all pointed to a discontinued civilization, but the relics documents were limited and experts had not found the root. They only temporarily extracted the methods from the ancient books for cultivation, and unfortunately the methods were not complete and the martial arts system was incomplete.

But the Beixue tribe has been passed down for tens of thousands of years without interruption.
(End of this chapter)