"Master, get up quickly! Something big seems to have happened in the Jiukui tribe." Kan Pingtian's voice, who had always been calm, was rarely an anxious tone.

"What's wrong?" Yang Zilu opened her eyes reluctantly. He came back to bed very late yesterday. But he was just in the same place. For more than an hour, he was kissing and holding hands. Yang Zilu also told romantic stories. He didn't do anything practical.

"Brother Yang! Are Brother Yang here? My grandfather is looking for you!" Before Kan Pingtian could answer Yang Zilu's words, a black bear shouted out loud outside.

Yang Zilu got up in a hurry and didn't bother to wash. Fortunately, Yang Zilu was wearing short-dressing clothes and was used to sleeping with clothes, so she didn't have to bother to wear clothes. She put her feet on the clogs and solved the problem.

"Is there anything wrong?" Yang Zilu walked out the door and asked.

"I don't know!" The black bear said in a muffled voice. He said, "I didn't like Yang Zilu."

Yang Zilu sighed and said, "Black Bear, I won't explain what happened this time, but I'm not entirely for myself. If I can conquer Yueguo, Shanyue people will live a good life."

"But..." As soon as the Black Bear opened his mouth, Yang Zilu interrupted him: "I just say that if I get this, I agree with it, and if I don't agree with it!"

The black bear looked at Yang Zilu with complicated eyes, turned around, and led the way in front, while muttering: "I just hope you are still my brother!"

Yang Zilu nodded silently behind and followed the black bear. Seeing this, Kan Pingtian hurriedly followed.

Slowly, Yang Zilu became a little strange. The road he took him through seemed to be at the location of the Jiukui Tribe Holy Temple. The Holy Temple was an important place for the Jiukui Tribe to commemorate his ancestors and totems, and it was also the best building in the Jiukui Tribe, no one. It was completely made of polished and smooth rocks. In ancient times, the price of this production was no less expensive than building thirty wooden houses of the same value.

At this moment, the monkey was carrying his hands on his back, closed his eyes to rest, standing on a big tree near the Holy Temple, and below were densely packed with members of the Jiukui tribe. There was also a blind old man standing on the steps of the Holy Temple in Dongping.

Although it was the first time I saw a blind old man, Yang Zilu knew that this was a wizard from the Jiukui tribe and had a transcendent status. He usually hid in the holy temple and would not come out under normal circumstances, but once he came out, even the chief Dongping, would not speak as convincing as the blind old man. He had a lofty prestige that others could hardly possess in the Jiukui tribe.

The black bear pushed away the crowd and took Yang Zilu to the steps of the Holy Temple. Seeing this, Kan Pingtian came to the front of the crowd and did not dare to follow. Yang Zilu walked up the steps under the leadership of the black bear.

"Who is this? How did you get to the stairs?"

"It seems like the Yue people saved by the little fox!"

"My people? What qualifications do Yue people have to go up the steps of the Holy Temple?"

"Who knows!"

"Why are the chiefs and wizards not opposed?"

"What the hell is going on?" Yang Zilu couldn't help panic when she heard the whispers around her. She lowered her voice and asked at the Black Bear with some dissatisfaction.

The black bear didn't know if it was because the whispers around were too noisy and could not hear it. Or because he didn't want to answer, he didn't speak. He took Yang Zilu up the stairs, bowed slightly to the wizard, leaving Yang Zilu alone on the stairs, and slowly retreated to the lower head.

"Hey!" A low shout sounded, and Yang Zilu looked in the direction of the sound. She saw the ape jumping down from the tree, circled in the air, and landed smoothly on the steps.

Seeing the Ape Lord appear, the members of the Jiukui tribe shut their mouths and everyone saluted the Ape Lord. It seems that the Ape Lord has a high prestige in the Jiukui tribe. Yang Zilu thought for a moment and understood the reason. With the Ape Lord's martial power value, he could basically kill seventy or eighty people against the simple-equipped Shanyue people like the Jiukui tribe. This is almost all the young and strong people in the Jiukui tribe. Such a terrifying martial power value is either the guardian god of the Jiukui tribe or the demon king of the Jiukui tribe. But it seems that it should be the former, because the people of the Jiukui tribe looked at it with respect.

"This person's name is Yang Zilu, and he is a disciple of Sun Wu, a military strategist!" said the monkey without any haste.

The people below were shocked and talked a lot. As the Jiukui tribe who was closer to Yue Kingdom, naturally they would not know nothing about the Central Plains. They were all familiar with Sun Wu and the others. When they heard that Yang Zilu was actually Sun Wu's disciple, they had a little awe in their eyes. It was no longer the disdain, doubt, or hostility they had before.

"The little fox will marry him, and he will be my grandson-in-law!" Yuan Gong said lightly, but Yang Zilu saw a hint of gloom and helplessness in Yuan Gong's eyes. It seems that Yuan Gong is quite contradictory to Yang Zilu's attitude. Although he is helping Yang Zilu, he is not willing to help.

The blind old man took a crutch and took a step forward, saying in a voice that aging but majestic, "The Yuan Gong means that he hopes that his grandson-in-law can become the chief of our Jiukui tribe."

"What!?" Almost all the Jiukui tribes thought they had heard it wrong. This sentence was only twenty-three words short, but it seemed like a thunderclap on the ground. The discussion was like the sound of a bee flapping its wings, which made people irritated.

If the monkey was not here to suppress her, the sarcasm would have already been like a storm that Yang Zilu would attack him like a storm. He would have been a little erect and wanted to find Yang Zilu for fear of being angry.

"Silent!" The blind old man paused the crutch in his hand and let out a low roar. Although the sound was not loud, the open space outside the temple suddenly became quiet.

The blind old man could not hear the voice, so he nodded with satisfaction and said, "I don't agree with this matter either. There are three reasons for this. First, Yang Zilu is from Yue, not from Shanyue, nor from the clan of the Jiukui tribe. Second, why did he become our chief? Third, what is wrong with Dongping?"
Chapter completed!