infinite power system

Chapter 106 Barbarian Shaman
Tang Feng was taken aback, he didn't expect Huang Yue to say such a sentence.

Although he had achieved the context and body before, what he could practice was the way of swordsmanship, which was completely incompatible with Confucianism and Taoism.

"You don't have to practice Confucianism and Taoism to be called a scholar. A butcher who butchers pigs, a farmer who cultivates the land, and a woman who embroiders can all become scholars."

"Brother, although you don't have the grandeur of a Confucianist cultivator lingering on your body, you have a grandeur in your heart, so you are a scholar."

Huang Yue smiled, stood up, and saluted Tang Feng.

Tang Feng returned the gift, this slovenly Huang Jingjie really touched him a lot.

"Okay, brother, do you have time to go to the restaurant?" Huang Yue returned to his original shape, his body was limp, as if he had no bones.

Tang Feng nodded. When he came to this world, he has met too many people who fight for power and gain, and who can really talk to each other like this, but there are really not many people.

There is a building in Luoyang City, called Yaoyue Building. It is said that a poet once visited this building and left a famous sentence through the ages.

At this moment, on the window seat on the second floor of Yaoyue Building, there are two young people, one with an unshaven beard and the other with a handsome face.

"Raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and form three people with each other. The poet who came to this building will not be named Li Bai?" Tang Feng asked tentatively.

Unexpectedly, Huang Yue nodded and said, "It is indeed Li Bai, the poet fairy."

Tang Feng's expression was strange, and he secretly thought that Li Bai also crossed?

Of course, this is just a joke idea, because most of the poems left by Li Bai in this world are different from those on the earth, otherwise he would not have been discovered if he borrowed Li Bai's poems before.

"Hey, this is..."

Suddenly, Tang Feng felt that something was wrong, the spiritual power flow here was abnormal.

"Someone is stealing spiritual energy." Huang Yue also changed his expression and said in a low voice.

Tang Feng nodded, the spiritual power of Yaoyuelou was being continuously drawn away by people, but the speed was very slow, if it was not in this building, it would be difficult to notice it.

"The direction of this spiritual power is outside Fufeng City. Could it be the barbarians?" Huang Yue frowned.

Tang Feng was also a little puzzled. Why did the barbarians suddenly send a monk Xuanzang to discuss the Tao? Could it be that the plank road was being built secretly to steal the aura of Fufeng City?
Without further ado, Tang Feng and Huang Yue set off immediately and touched the past in the direction where the spiritual power flowed.

Of course, Tang Feng released a paper pigeon in advance and ordered it to fly to Qiu Daoming's hands in case of accidents.

It was exactly noon, but in a primeval forest outside Luoyang City, it was cold and the light was strangely dim.

In the jungle, there are jagged rocks, towering ancient trees, and occasionally you can hear the roar of tigers and monkeys. Ordinary people would never dare to go too deep.

But Tang Feng and Huang Yue had no fear, and spread their spiritual knowledge just to avoid possible barbarian spies.

Finally, they stopped at the edge of a cliff and hid on an ancient tree holding their breath.

A bonfire was burning on the cliff, and beside it was an old man in a black robe.

The old man's eyes were deeply sunken, and his gloomy eyes were a little frightening. The hands protruding from the black cloak were already skinny, and his whole body was like a mummy.

Beside the old man, nine barbarian warriors bowed their heads respectfully and kept uttering obscure and strange syllables.

In the end, the old man even took out a pitch-black staff and started dancing.

Tang Feng wanted to laugh, because this old man who looked like a mummy was so funny with such antics.

However, he couldn't laugh because he knew that behind this seemingly ridiculous action was a strange ritual of the barbarians.

Moreover, as the voices of the nine barbarian warriors became more and more loud, an inexplicable aura began to emerge in this world.

Depression, difficult to strictly suppress, as if some monster is about to come and turn this world into a purgatory on earth.

"This ceremony is similar to a sacrifice, so this old man should be a barbarian shaman, but I don't know what rank it is."

Tang Feng frowned. Shaman is a special position of the barbarians, similar to the priest of the monster race. If it corresponds to the saying on the earth, it is... a witch.

"Brother, the barbarians have a lot of ambition. They want to summon something out, which means Luoyang City." Huang Yue said to Tang Feng through voice transmission.

Tang Feng nodded, the barbarians were using the spiritual power of Luoyang City to summon creatures, and then used it to attack Luoyang City.

"But why do you use Yaoyue Tower as the starting point?" Tang Feng was a little strange. Could it be that there is something weird downstairs in Yaoyue Tower?
At this moment, the nine barbarian warriors took out a short knife and cut their right wrists fiercely.

Immediately, the smell of blood permeated the place, and the oppressive feeling between heaven and earth became stronger.

"What will it be?"

Tang Feng frowned, the feeling of depression was so strong that his blood stagnated.

"It can't be done, it must be stopped."

He knew that he couldn't hesitate anymore, if he waited for the sacrificial ceremony to be completed, there would be a catastrophe.

Huang Yue also nodded, ready to fight.

"My generation is good at cultivating awe-inspiring energy."

Huang Yue muttered silently, the light in his eyes was shining brightly, the bonfire was suddenly blown away, and a palm made of aura of grandeur protruded out, covering the two barbarian warriors.

Tang Feng also moved, and the soldiers crossing the river flickered with cold light, and struck out with a sword, as if a piece of hometown, mountains and rivers descended.

boom.

The trees swayed, the leaves fell, Tang Feng and Huang Yue retreated with one blow.

However, when they glanced back hurriedly, they were surprised to find that none of the nine barbarian warriors was injured.

Underworld sword, these nine warriors are protected by a force.

Tang Feng and Huang Yue looked at each other, then they both turned around and shot again.

They didn't know what the priest would summon, but they all knew that the ceremony must not be successfully completed.

This is completely an instinct warning, similar to intuition, but very accurate.

Tang Feng triggered Jie Zi Mi, and handed out three swords one after another, stabbing the throats of three barbarian warriors respectively.

Huang Yue also raised his hand and shot out nine phantoms of real dragons, sweeping towards those barbarian warriors.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

At this moment, the old man grinned, his laughter was hoarse and piercing, like two pieces of scrap iron rubbing against each other.

"Two little guys, you are here to sacrifice, just right!"

The barbarian shaman smiled sinisterly, stretched out a palm, and grabbed Tang Feng and Huang Yue.

"An old monster!"

Tang Feng's pupils shrank suddenly. This old man was the same as Yao Huairen and others, and his cultivation surpassed the soul realm!
The blood on the Holy Spear was exhausted when he was dealing with Yao Huairen, how can he resist this barbarian shaman now?

Tang Feng stepped on the godly step, trying to avoid this eerie ghost claw, but found that he couldn't do it, and the escape route was blocked!
Huang Yue also changed color, which was unexpected.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Tang Feng's mind.

"The host crisis was detected, so a crisis mission was issued: kill the barbarian shaman."

(End of this chapter)