Chapter 4 A Great Head(1/2)
The Xisha Plateau is not small, it can even be said to be huge.
This time for the bandit "team building", almost all the bandits who could be named came.
In addition to the fact that no one wants to miss such an opportunity, more importantly, if such a grand event does not come, how will he still be able to survive in the bandit world in the future?
Just like the Eighteenth Route Princes to challenge Dong, not everyone may want to go, but since it is the general trend, even if it is for the sake of face, they must participate.
There are many bandits, but not many with outstanding cultivation.
Fortunately, the reason why Chicken Soup Temple is so powerful is that it is stronger than Chicken Soup Saint Monk.
Moreover, the bandits are also full of confidence in their own fighting power.
They are no match for the Dao Sect disciples in a head-on battle, but this kind of ambush and interception situation is exactly the strength of the sand bandits.
They had laid numerous ambushes on the Xisha Plateau early.
If you are no match for one against one, then you will have to fight against one more, and then you will use all kinds of insidious means.
In the world of evil cultivators, there is no such thing as benevolence, righteousness, and morality. The most important thing is to stay alive, no matter what tricks you use.
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After Lu Qingshan entered the airspace of the Xisha Plateau, he looked around.
It didn't look much different from when he first came here more than ten years ago.
He followed his sight all the way west until he could only see the vast horizon.
The leader of this "sand bandit group building", Huang Salon Wang, is said to be traveling in the westernmost area of the Xisha Plateau.
There was no other way, Chicken Soup Temple was to the east. King Huang Salon wanted to run faster, so naturally he had to do this.
King Huang Salon keeps saying that he wants Longxiang to pay his debt with blood, that he wants to destroy Jitang Temple and avenge the bandits and his son who died at the hands of Brother Longxiang over the years, but how many people believe this?
I'm afraid the first person who doesn't believe it is King Huang Salon himself.
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In the west of the Xisha Plateau, there is a magnificent Buddhist temple.
The one-color glazed roof makes the entire Buddhist temple reflect the sun's rays in the sun, making it extremely dazzling.
At this time, there were more than a dozen monks gathered in the Buddhist temple, but the strange thing was that none of these dozen monks were monks, and they visibly carried an aura of gangsterism that was incompatible with the Buddhist temple.
Bandits.
When they surrounded Fujitang Temple, they killed the monks in the Buddhist temple and then occupied the magpie's nest.
This time around Fujitang Temple, many bandits came.
At this time, there were many sand bandit leaders who could be called by outside monks in the Buddhist temple. There were actually quite a few of them, about twenty of them.
There are even six eighth-level monks among them, and the rest are all seventh-level monks.
King Huang Shalom seemed to stand out among these people.
Because he possesses the terrifying cultivation level of the Five Tribulations Realm, he is the unquestionable number one sand bandit in this huge area.
Even for thousands of years, there has never been a strong person like this among the bandits.
This is because most of the sand bandits are from evil cultivators, and the evil cultivators' techniques focus on quick success and combat effectiveness, at the expense of their future.
Therefore, it is very rare for evil cultivators to be able to break through to the Eighth Realm, let alone the Five Tribulations Realm.
"Even the most ordinary Buddhist temple is so luxurious. Compared with theirs, the life we live is simply not as good as the dogs they raise!" the leader of the bone-eviscerating bandits, Taoist Zuohu, said in a rather unhappy tone and vomited.
Spit on the extremely clean floor of the Buddhist temple.
He is one of the six eighth-level monks among the sand bandits. After reaching the level of one-calamity level, he can no longer advance further.
"Not to mention luxury and wealth, we just want a place to live, without having to dig holes everywhere in the desert to hide like gerbils!" Another bandit leader, Taoist Bird Controller, said rather helplessly.
This has always been the dilemma of the bandits.
At this time, a burly man at the center of all the bandit leaders spoke, "The reason why we usually cannot have a place to stay is because we lack strength.
If we settle down in one place, it will be easy for us to be visited by Long Xiang or other monks from other sects who claim to be righteous.
In order to survive, we cannot stay in one place, we can only keep changing."
"But today is different from the past," he said in a deep voice, "Now that we have so many people gathered here because of the Chicken Soup Temple incident, why can't we sit down and talk about forming an alliance."
"King Huang Salon, what do you mean?" No one answered for a while. After a moment of silence, Taoist Fei Yuan, the leader of the Fei Yuan bandits, spoke up.
The burly man known as the number one sand bandit in the Western Regions, King Huang Salon, said slowly: "Yes, none of our bandits have the strength to establish a stronghold.
This is because we were unable to cope with the encirclement and suppression by the Zhengdao monks after the stronghold was established, even the Huangsha bandits were the same."
"But..." King Huang Salon glanced at the faces of all the bandit leaders present, "What if we are together?"
"We have so many bandits working together to build a bandit city, so which sect dares to come to us and cause trouble?" King Huang Salon showed his dagger.
When the action of besieging Jitang Temple started by him evolved into the current situation, King Huang Salon's mind was not on revenge for his son at all, but moved further away.
The strongest bandit is the bandit.
He wants to change and turn over as a new person.
"You and I are well aware of the hypocrisy of those righteous monks. If it means crushing us, they will naturally not mind taking advantage of us in their spare time to earn some reputation for their sect.
But once we are united, we will have to break our muscles if we want to move.
Under such circumstances, how can they dare to take action against us? These righteous monks are reluctant to sacrifice their own disciples to eliminate demons and defend the Tao." King Huang Shalom said with a smile.
After he said this, everyone fell into thinking and frowned.
All the bandits naturally long for a stable place to live.
The reason why they think about it is because they understand that once they form an alliance to build a city together, to a certain extent, they will lose their freedom.
Everyone present is a bandit leader. They always stick to their word in front of their subordinates and are used to this feeling.
But if so many people build a city together, they can't just let each of them live their own lives, right?
Then we will have to sort out the strengths and weaknesses.
King Huang Salon is the strongest among the sand bandits. His position will not be challenged no matter what, so he naturally wants to promote an alliance.
But it's not clear what the weaker bandit leaders are thinking.
No one wants to change their status if they are used to being the boss.
"I know what you are worried about," King Huang Shalom himself broke the silence. He continued: "After the city is built, the priorities must be divided. Otherwise, the city will be destroyed without the right monks to attack it."
"However, your subordinates are still under your control and no one else will interfere. I can guarantee this."
"In addition, after the city was built, we established a Sand Bandit Alliance. All affairs in the city will be discussed and decided by the Sand Bandit Alliance. There is absolutely no say that I or anyone else has arbitrary power."
"Everyone's status in the Sand Bandit Alliance will be determined by competition..."
Before King Huang Salon finished speaking, someone who heard this couldn't help but interrupt and sneered: "Competition? Who doesn't know that you, King Huang Salon, are the strongest, haha..."
Although it was not stated explicitly, the implication was already obvious.
King Huang Salon was not annoyed and continued: "I haven't finished speaking yet."
"A battle is not a simple battle, but a gambling battle."
King Huang Salon took out a plate, then pointed at the plate and said:
"You are free to choose anyone present to issue a challenge. There is no limit to the number of challenges, but you cannot challenge the same person.
However, there is a rule that the person who initiates the challenge must first take out 10,000 top-quality spiritual stones and put them into this plate as gambling capital, while the person being challenged does not need to take anything."
"The spiritual stones in this plate will be considered as our future city building expenses. If there is any leftover after building the city, it will be collected into the inner treasury and will never be refunded."
"If the challenger wins, it will be recorded as a victory. If he loses, he will not be allowed to take back the 10,000 spirit stones."
"Finally, your status in the Sand Bandits League will be calculated by the number of games you win."
"What if some people win the same number of games?" Someone interjected and asked.
"If it's the same, just add an auction between the same people. The bidding fees and gambling funds are used in the same way. They are both put into the plate. In the end, whoever pays more will win."
After King Huang Salon said what he said, all the bandit leaders thought about it in their hearts. After thinking about it, they thought it was reasonable.
At least in this way, people with high status in the Sand Bandit Alliance will have to contribute more property to build the city, so that they will not have to use their own wealth to make wedding dresses for others.
"A challenge costs 10,000 top-quality spiritual stones..." Several weak bandit leaders couldn't help but grin.
The bandits don't know when they will die, so they always live one day at a time with little savings.
For these weak bandits, 10,000 top-quality spiritual stones are almost their entire wealth, and they are not willing to gamble with it.
There is no doubt that their status and voice in the Sand Bandit Alliance will be the lowest by then.
But if you think about it from another perspective, it seems that you can accept it if you have nothing to offer and just get a place for nothing?
Other powerful bandits also had their thoughts flashing.
Naturally, they want to strive for a high status. Although they have to pay more at the same time, it is worth thinking about it carefully.
From this point of view, King Huang Salon is indeed very capable in his work and can take care of all the bandits, which is quite a bit impeccable.
To be continued...