Chapter 20 Five Tribal Meetings (Part 2)

Tulanmoto shook his head and said, "I never thought of going in alone. Since both sides have the conditions, it is naturally you and me who are together, but - the number of people you bring must be smaller than ours!"

Tulansaihan sneered: "Your plan is so good. God knows if you will be in after entering? If there are no considerable guards around you, do you think I will go in with you? If you can go in, the number of people on both sides must be comparable!"

Tulan Motuo said with a firm look on his face: "Cousin, although we lack four maps, we can also use five maps to guess the general location of the Lost City. It won't take long to find the Lost City!"

Tulansaihan laughed loudly and said, "Do you think I am a three-year-old? Then you can just take these five maps and find them!"

Chahan Here said at this time: "If you want me to say that we must have 20% more people. Young Master Motuo is kind and humble, and will never like to make trouble behind the scenes like someone."

Temuqi hugged his arms and sneered: "Here, this is not a game of playing houses, this is - the Lost City! There are countless treasures there and the existence of the invincible golden sword. In the face of such temptation, no one can trust it, so if we want to hand over the map, we must have equal personnel!"

Fang Ling quietly watched the situation change, and from the game between two cousins ​​to the verbal battle between several clan leaders.

In fact, both maps and keys are indispensable, and both sides know this, so entering the Lost City is the beginning of the battle for the position of patriarch.

For Turanse Khan, the number of people who must enter is comparable to his strength to ensure his safety. For Turanmoto, with the only key, he must strive for the number of people above Turanse Khan so that the other party will not use any tricks. Therefore, on this point, the two sides argue endlessly.

Fang Ling also glanced at the Shaman King while watching. After all, he was also the first target of suspicion. However, the Shaman King's expression was very calm and there was no sign of anything strange. Moreover, his naturally kind face made people unable to speculate on the bad side.

Seeing that the two sides were arguing endlessly and their voices became louder, the Shaman King coughed lightly and said, "If you continue to argue like this, I am afraid that there will be no conclusion on the matter. After all, you will not be at ease with each other."

Tulansaihan sneered: "Mr. Witch King, as the Iron Clan Chief said, this is not a child's game. We are going to enter the Lost City. There are many dangers there. If someone uses a trick, I am afraid we will not be able to come back alive."

Tulan Motuo also sneered: "This sentence is exactly what I want to say, but I, Motuo, guaranteed by my personality, and would never use any means behind my back!"

Tulansaihan sneered: "How much can a personality be worth? Even if you swear in the name of your ancestors, I will not believe it."

Seeing that the two sides were about to start a war of verbal war, the shaman king pondered for a moment and said, "You trust each other, so I ask you one more thing, don't you know if you can believe me?"

When Fang Ling heard this, he felt something happening and looked at the Shaman King intently.

Tulanmoto immediately stood up solemnly and said, "Of course we can trust Lord Witch King."

Tulansai Khan also nodded and said, "The Witch King is the spiritual leader of the grassland. Of course, we have 100% trust in you."

The Shaman King smiled faintly and said kindly: "The Invincible Golden Sword is the close weapon of Tuji Khan back then. He killed countless enemies and had the ability of a spiritual master. Therefore, whoever belongs to the Invincible Golden Sword does not depend on whoever you go has more and less people, and he will have his own destiny."

Although everyone was beating Xiao Jiujiu in their hearts, they nodded slightly. There was indeed a legend of the golden sword recognizing the master on the grassland.

The Shaman King said earnestly: "The Lost City is full of crises. Even if you two sides can work together, you may not be able to see the true form of the Golden Sword. What's more, you still don't trust each other now, and I can't watch you enter the Lost City like this. Therefore, it's better for me to lead a group of shamans as the main force. Both of you will count the troops together. In this way, everyone can work together. If any side has bad intentions, I will never sit idly by. As for which master the Golden Sword chooses after seeing the Golden Sword, I will never interfere."

Everyone was surprised and relieved at the same time. Tulan Motuo was also overjoyed: "If there is a team leader of the Witch King, it will be the best!"

Tulansai Khan, Temuqi and others looked at it, bowed and said, "The Witch King has a high level of cultivation. With you leading the way, we can easily pass the level."

Everyone present agreed that it would be best if the Shaman King was willing to take the lead. However, Fang Ling was increasingly suspicious of the Shaman King. Although he seemed to be compassionate on the surface, he stood up to make the next patriarch successfully born.

According to his suggestion, the Shaman King's troops would be the majority. If he really intended to be the patriarch of the five tribes, then he would not allow anyone to obtain the Invincible Golden Sword. Whether it is Tulansai Khan or Tulanmoto, then it would undoubtedly be even more insidious to follow him into the Lost City.

Even if he was not the shaman king envoy, but a shaman red witch, I'm afraid he had a perfect solution.

However, the Lost City is a place that must be visited, and this cannot be changed.

Fang Ling was thinking of this, and he heard the shaman king say, "Since everyone has reached a consensus, I think it's up to you. You both sides will select 10 guards to form a team, and then I will select 4 shaman red witches. What do you think about 10 shaman black witches?"

Everyone nodded, thinking that the distribution of people is small and good, which is beneficial to the passage of the barrier. Tulanmotuo suddenly said, "Mr. Witch King, His Highness, the King of Stone City, also want to go to the Lost City with us."

Tulansaihan sneered and said sarcastically: "The Lost City is the forbidden area of ​​our grassland. Letting him sit here is a gift of immortality. He actually wants to join in the fun of the Lost City? Or do you want to make this southerner not counted within 10 people, so as to increase your strength?"

Tulan Motuo's face darkened. This really hit his mind. Fang Ling smiled slightly and said, "Master Saihan, don't forget one thing. The Lost City was recorded in history by craftsmen from the Tang Dynasty and also incorporated into the secret techniques of the Tang Dynasty. I happen to have a good understanding of these techniques. It doesn't matter if you eliminate me, but you are afraid that there will be more sacrifices when you go there. I don't think the Witch King will sit by and watch such a thing happen, right?"

Tulanse Khan wanted to speak, but the Shaman King waved his hand and said with a sigh: "Since your highness has contributed to finding the Lost City and is well aware of this mechanism, it is okay to let you enter the team. However, your troops cannot exceed 2 people, and you are not allowed to interfere with the two heirs seizing the Golden Sword."

Fang Ling had no intention of bringing a bunch of people in, so he bowed slightly, "Thank you, Lord Wu, for your understanding. I promise not to interfere with the major affairs of the two heirs."

The Shaman King nodded and said, "I hope Your Highness keeps his promise, otherwise I will not show mercy if you intervene!"

Tulansaihan stared at Fang Ling with a gloomy face and muttered in a low voice: "You dead southerner, want to go to the Lost City, right? Okay, I will let you go without going!"

The Shaman King looked around and said, "Since everyone has no objections, then let's take a picture."

Then, everyone took out the obtained map fragments, merged them on the long table in the hall, and then formed a yellowed map. There were no text signs on the map, only brush and ink to outline various terrains. In the middle of the map, a red fork was drawn to indicate that there was the location of the Lost City.

Everyone came over to look carefully, and Bayanbile suddenly shouted: "This is Usugobi!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and Soren Qingge also said in surprise: "This is really the Usugobi. I didn't expect that the lost city was there thousands of years ago. I was so unthinkable!"

Hearing that both patriarchs were sure, the shaman king said, "Now the destination is clear. Everyone immediately counts the number of people and prepares to set off. They meet at the North City Gate in half an hour!"

After leaving the hall, Song Yinger and Lu Bei who were waiting outside immediately came up and followed Fang Ling. Tulan Motuo talked about selecting people and horses with Chahan Here while walking. Fang Ling said cautiously: "Brother Motuo, there is something I must talk to you."

Tulanmoto asked Chahan Here to go down and prepare first, and then smiled and said to Fang Ling: "Your Highness has something to say. If you think it is too dangerous to go to the Lost City, it doesn't matter if you stay here."

Fang Ling said seriously: "I must go to the Lost City, and what I want to talk about has a lot to do with whether we can come back alive."

But Tulan Motuo was wrong again, but instead comforted him: "I know your highness's concerns, but with the witch king leading the team, he dared not do anything."

Fang Ling said meaningfully: "This judgment is based on the premise that Lord Wu Wang is trustworthy."

Tulanmoto hurriedly looked around and saw that there was no one around, and then he whispered: "Your Highness, you can't say such words nonsense, this is blasphemy!"

Fang Ling laughed for a moment, looked at the blue sky and said, "Why is it more important for Brother Mo Tuo, is it more important for gods or your father's life?"

"Of course my father's life is more important!" Tulanmotuo replied without hesitation.

Fang Ling said in a deep voice: "Then the matter I want to tell you also concerns whether your father can live, because I have found the cause of your father!"

"Take it seriously?" Tulanmoto said overjoyed.

Fang Ling nodded and said, "Your father is now in a coma. He is not because he has internal injuries or has stubborn diseases, but because he is possessed by the hundred evil corpse insects!"
Chapter completed!