Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 465 The Bone Scepter
How could a man from Qi who looked emaciated and frail somehow become the Khan of the Grassland?
Had he manipulated the minds of shamans with evil spells, forcing them to make such unreasonable decisions?

But because shamans are the spokespersons of the wolf god in the mortal world, and have always had a high prestige on the grassland, no one dares to continue thinking in this direction.

What's more, at this moment, the statue of the wolf god casts brilliant rays of light, covering Gu Xu's body, making him look sacred and majestic, like a god who came to the world to inspect the world under the mighty rays of light.

Everyone looked at each other with complicated eyes.

Then he also followed the shamans, knelt down in front of Gu Xu, and shouted long live in a daze.

The most embarrassing of them is undoubtedly Harabar.

In any case, he never imagined that the person he once wanted to rob would suddenly transform into the incarnation of a god and the king of the grassland.

And it's different from the Khans of the past.

Gu Xu didn't need to defeat all his competitors, nor did he need to kneel in front of the idol and pray and wait for the shaman to crown him.

Instead, the shamans begged him to be the khan.

He even looked a little reluctant himself.

Harabar sighed silently.

He is very clear that until now, the Khan position that he has always dreamed of is no longer with him.

But maybe it was because Gu Xu left a deep psychological shadow on him in the previous battle.

Regarding Gu Xu, he didn't feel any jealousy or dissatisfaction in his heart, but more and more doubts and worries.

On the one hand, I was curious about why the great wolf god chose a Qi man to be the leader of the grassland people.

On the other hand, he was worried that after Gu Xu became a khan, he would still remember the revenge of being robbed before and give himself little shoes to wear.

But Harabar was obviously overthinking.

Because now Gu Xu doesn't care about him at all.

"This broken crown is so heavy," Gu Xu looked at the grassland barbarians willingly or reluctantly kneeling in front of him, and secretly complained, "The necks of those khans in the past should be so heavy." Made of steel!"

The golden crown that the shamans forcibly pressed on top of his head weighed at least four or five catties, and made his neck sore from the pressure. It seemed that if he lowered his head a little, it would bulge like a big rock and fall to the ground.

He had to use his true energy quietly to relieve the pressure a little and barely stabilize it on his head.

Then his attention turned to the bone cane.

Although this cane looks ugly and does not conform to the Central Plains people's aesthetics at all, but with the power of "destiny", he can perceive that it is related to the giant wolf statue behind him and all the "wolf people" on the grassland. There is a causal relationship.

His intuition told him that the secret of the soaring fighting power of those Khans who received the "Blessing of the Wolf God" in the past was hidden in this walking stick.

He closed his eyes and let a ray of his consciousness penetrate into the cane.

In an instant, like hundreds of rivers flowing eastward into the sea, the power of incense on the grassland gathered in his palm one after another.

At the same time, an invisible and intangible remnant soul also floated down from the statue, silently merging with this scourge-like power.

Other grassland khans might think that this wisp of remnant soul is just a gift from the great wolf god.

But Gu Xu knew very well that this remnant soul was the body of the "Wolf God".

In order to collect as much incense as possible, the wolfdog named "Yuanbao" raised by Emperor Ziwei became a model worker in the gods' world.

And at this moment, when its former owner returned to it, it showed unprecedented excitement, eager to perform well immediately, and let the owner see how hard it has improved in recent years.

It's a pity that there is no enemy in front of Gu Xu who can make him show his talents.

Gu Xu also wanted to try the power of this bone cane.

He raised his cane and pointed towards the sky, and the golden thunder that Emperor Tianxing summoned over Luojing City on the day of the "Luoshui Conference" appeared in his mind-it was the strongest move he had seen so far surgery.

Today's sky was originally clear and clean, like a sapphire that is not stained with dust.

But with Gu Xu's thought, it was as if the heavenly soldiers and generals were wielding their big knives to cut an exaggerated scratch on this sapphire, and a dazzling lightning appeared out of thin air amidst the rumbling thunder, splitting the entire sky into two .

Almost everyone's heartbeat stopped for a moment.

Then Gu Xu's stick tip moved down slightly.

Golden lightning fell from the sky, like the Milky Way falling nine days, and landed on a mountain hundreds of meters away opposite the holy mountain.

In an instant, a series of cracks stretched zigzagging on the top of the mountain, rapidly widening and widening, accompanied by deafening noises and violent tremors of the earth, the hill collapsed and turned into a land that rolled around. Dirt and gravel.

"Is this the power of a saint?" Gu Xu sighed silently in his heart.

Although the power of this bolt of lightning was far inferior to the power of Heavenly Tribulation manipulated by Emperor Tianxing that day, it was enough to make everyone present dumbfounded and horrified.

He couldn't help thinking that if he had had this bone scepter when Jingxing was fleeing, then not only would he not be injured in embarrassment, but he would also have the opportunity to kill all the Daqi officials who were chasing and killing him.

"Don't think too much," the white-haired boy in the conscious world suddenly said, interrupting Gu Xu's thoughts, "With Yuan Bao's current ability, at most he can use the power of incense to dominate the grassland. He left Grassland, it's not even a fart."

Gu Xu nodded, thinking that it should be so.

Otherwise, the barbarians in the Northwest would not be confined to the grassland for a long time, and could only make small troubles on the border of Daqi, and it would be difficult for them to drive straight into the city and seize territory.

At this moment, Gu Xu suddenly felt dizzy, his eyes went dark, and he almost staggered and fell to the ground.

Only then did he realize that in order to cast this powerful golden thunder, he had overdrawn his true essence, and even his body became weak.

"It seems that with my current cultivation, this kind of move can only be used once at most, and after using it, I will lose the ability to fight," he thought, "It can only be used to save my life in a critical moment."

Then he lowered his head slightly, showing a nonchalant look, and looked at the shamans kneeling in front of him: "I'm tired."

"I'll take you to the tent to rest." The white-haired old woman immediately stood up and responded.

After witnessing the earth-shattering thunder, she became more and more in awe of Gu Xu, the "incarnation of god", and only dared to respectfully lead the way ahead, not daring to look him in the eyes anymore.

(End of this chapter)