Zuo Shaoyang was funny. He heard from Da Longxin that his Jeer Sect was just one of Xiangxiong's many Bon Sects. It was the Dharma King of a sect living in the Mandala of Gangrenbuche. It was not Xiangxiong's Dharma King, nor was it Xiangxiong's first Dharma King. However, it seemed that Xiangxiong's wizard was indeed very famous in the Western Regions. The premise that he could get such praise for these two things was that he stood on the shoulders of the giant Master Xiangxiong, and a little sunlight would show a ray of light. Zuo Shaoyang smiled modestly and looked around and knelt down a crowd. Among them were Da Longxin and Mei Duo. It seemed that these five people were really impressed by their "magic power".

The chief waved his hand and asked the old men kneeling behind him to get up, and introduced: "They are all elders in my tribe. This time, when they saw the magic power of the Dharma King, they saw it with their own eyes, they were all crazy. They said that the Dharma King only used two cows to sacrifice, so they convinced the Dragon God and sprayed out the dragon water again. Such a mage has such a high magic power that they have never seen in their lifetime." Zuo Shaoyang smiled and said: "The two cows are still in the pool, please send someone to bring them back."

The chief was shocked again: "Did the Dharma King not sacrifice these two cows?", "The cattle and sheep are not necessarily slaughtered. As long as the method is right, there is no need to slaughter the creatures." Zuo Shaoyang said in a serious manner.

"Yes! The Dharma King is right. Then is the iron chain and copper lock, and the Dharma King useless?" When asked, the chief seemed very nervous. Zuo Shaoyang naturally understood that the chief was afraid that he would lock the dragon god under their castle with the iron chain. His magic power would be suppressed, but once he left, it would be difficult for the dragon god to turn against him. Then it would be troublesome.

Zuo Shaoyang thought to himself, since he was already the Dharma King, even if he emphasized that he had no magic power, he would not believe it, so he followed their wishes. When their god was ready, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, the iron chain is just a hand on his back. Fortunately, the Dragon God is obedient. I am so easy to discuss and I don't understand the roughness. The Dragon God has agreed that as long as there is white snow on the snow mountain and light water in the river, it will not stop spraying water. Don't worry!" The chief breathed a long sigh and smiled like a rotten eggplant on his face. He translated Zuo Shaoyang's words in Tibetan to the elders and the common people behind him. There was a burst of cheers.

The elders quickly came over and nodded halfway, and kept praising them in Tibetan. Zuo Shaoyang couldn't understand it. It was good words anyway, because even Mei Duo, Da Longxin and others had a proud look on their faces. Their Dharma King was praised by others, so they naturally felt that there was light on their faces.

The chief said, "Okay, let's go back to the castle to speak! Please!" The chief took Zuo Shaoyang's hand and walked in front first. The elders and the people in the city followed happily and returned to the castle.

They first came to Longquan in the city, and they saw a cool spring water gushing out of the pond and jumping high into the air. The water scattered everywhere, and the scene was spectacular.

The pond was surrounded by the people of the fort, and their faces were filled with uncontrollable joy. When they saw the chief bringing the Dharma King over, they didn't need to say hello. Hulala all fell to the ground and kept saying blessings and prayers. Zuo Shaoyang had never enjoyed such courtesy. He was a little panicked, and so many people were called to them, and no one could hear the mess.

The chief scooped up a spring water with a golden spoon and held it to Zuo Shaoyang in both hands: "The Dharma King, please try the water from our Misang Shenquan." Zuo Shaoyang was just thirsty, and smiled and took it over Gu Dongdong and drank it dry. The spring water was really cool and sweet, especially in summer, when you drink it in your stomach and relax, like drinking nectar and jade liquid. No wonder it is regarded as a divine spring by the locals.

The chief was very happy, applauded repeatedly, and the elders praised each other.

The chief took Zuo Shaoyang's hand to return to the castle. He was happy and kept waving to the people who were kneeling on both sides, which attracted the public to cheer in unison.

Finally, he returned to the castle from the warm crowd and came to the lobby to sit down. It was already evening, and the chief ordered a banquet. Not only did he ask his wife and concubine to come out to accompany him, but he also asked his drum, music, singing and singing team to play and dance to cheer him up.

After drinking a few glasses of wine, the chief was very happy. He clapped his hands and called the housekeeper, and ordered the singing and dancing to stop for a while and asked to bring the person up.

The housekeeper agreed to run out, and after a moment, fifty beauties entered from outside, and fifty servants held fifty buckets of golden sand and knelt on the lobby.

The chief stretched out his hand and smiled at Zuo Shaoyang, "Dharma King, please help me with the method of making the holy spring spray dragon water again. I agree to thank the Dharma King for the 50 beauties and fifty dou of golden sand. Please accept it!" Zuo Shaoyang bowed and said, "Sir, I have a suggestion, I don't know if it is possible." "Oh, please say it to the Dharma King!", "Put these fifty beauties and fifty dou of golden sand to replace the craftsman master among the slaves under the lord.

"Dharma King wants craftsmen? It's easy to do. In this way, I asked them to call all the craftsmen among the slaves, and the Dharma King just choose. I said before, as slaves, I'll give them to the Dharma King." "Thank you, let's change it. Fifty buckets of gold sand are worth 25 taels of silver, and ten taels of silver to buy a slave, a total of twenty-five, fifty beauties exchanged for fifty craftsmen, a total of seventy-five craftsmen. Is it okay?" The chief laughed: "Dharma King, you will lose money in doing business like this. You must know that although the women I gave you are also slaves, they are all girls that no man has ever touched, and each one is sold for thirty taels! If you change one, wouldn't it be a loss? Haha what?"

"Thank you, Lord Chief, for your honest advice, let's replace 175 craftsmen in total." The chief shook his head: "Since the Dharma King insisted on changing craftsmen, let's do this, I'll help the Dharma King come up with an idea, leaving twenty female slaves to serve the Dharma King, thirty female slaves and fifty buckets of golden sand, and a total of 150 craftsmen in total. How about?" Zuo Shaoyang laughed and said, "What do I want so many women to do..." Dalongxin sat next to him and whispered: "Dharma King! We have too few women!" This made the chief hear it and laughed: "Although you Xiangxiong is powerful, but

There are blizzards and winds every day, and there are no food to eat, no clothes to wear, and where can I live in caves and shacks. Where can I marry you? Okay, the Dharma King, just do it like this. Thirty female slaves, plus one hundred craftsmen?" After hearing Da Longxin say this, Zuo Shaoyang also heard the implication that the Dharma King said, that is, you don’t care about women, but men with strong and kind cloth desire their wives and can use them as wives. Think about it, under ancient conditions, population was the key. If the population was too small, nothing could be done. To increase the population quickly, the number of women of childbearing age must be large enough.

Thinking of this, Zuo Shaoyang smiled and said, "Okay, it's okay to bring thirty girls to our Gangrenbuche as wives of those warriors who have not gotten married, just listen to the chief."

"Okay, that's it. The Dharma King picked Sanfeng from these female slaves, right?"

Zuo Shaoyang smiled and slowly swept over the female slaves. Seeing that most of them were Tibetan girls, some of them were Han people, they coughed lightly and said, "I am willing to go with me to Gangrenbuche and take a step forward."

I can first state that the climate in Gangrenbuche is much worse than here. Well, it’s better before you decide!”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, all the female slaves took a step forward.

Zuo Shaoyang was stunned, but the chief laughed: "Dharma King, they are slaves, like animals. They will follow you wherever you lead them. You can't refuse. You ask in vain. Hahaha, and they are always better than being a cow and horse here. Naturally, they are willing to do so in their hearts. Hahaha, then Zuo Shaoyang realized, turned his head and said to Mei Duo, "Come and help me choose, choose a suitable wife, and go back to be a wife for those warriors who have not started a family in Gangrenbuche." The chief laughed: "Wait a moment! Dharma King, the ten Dharma Kings behind must be taken away, which is the little king's intention. Come here!" The ten women behind were out of the line, and the willows came in like the wind. Before the people were approaching, there was already a gust of fragrant wind, which was fascinating.

The chief said proudly: "There are ten of them, which Xiao Wang invited to teach the talented people in the room from a young age. He knows a little Chinese and also understands the musical instruments of you Han people. However, the most powerful thing is that it is on the bed, which can make you feel comfortable!" The concubine sitting next to him stopped doing it and said in a angrily voice: "Master, is it better than me? I don't believe it!"

"Haha. They are naturally not as good as my little baby! However, they are so many people, they are still very powerful. One Dharma King, don't blame Xiao Wang for not reminding you that you can't be greedy. You can only have three sleeping services at a time. Otherwise, if you go together ten, you will be really empty! Hahaha."

"So good or bad?", "Does the Dharma King don't believe it? Haha, the Dharma King please stand up and let them use their means to let the Dharma King see it!", Ten singers Yingying and Yanyan surrounded him, and Zuo Shaoyang stood up with a smile, with his hands behind his back, and tried his concentration. Looking at him sideways, this is a Tibetan woman with dark skin, but she is very watery, and her figure is very hot and curved, which is different from the softness of the Jiangnan woman. It is a kind of bodybuilding, with a slightly hard contour on the face, but she looks even more heroic, with her pairs of soft but delicate and boneless.

But the delicate fingers were not very obedient. Although they didn't touch Zuo Shaoyang's words, they just rubbed their fingers slowly, leaning against his ears and rubbed them, exhaling like orchids, and giggling. In a moment, Zuo Shaoyang was distracted and his blood rushed towards the words, and he immediately looked up. He was about to make a fool of himself on the spot. Zuo Shaoyang quickly started to breathe and breathe, and immediately became like a scattered stream of cold water, and his heart was as calm as water.

The chief was stunned. Seeing Zuo Shaoyang blushing by these beautiful singers, he seemed to be moved, but he soon remained as a rock. No matter how the ten beautiful singers could do it, he finally put down his airs and took out his unique skills, touching the words through his robe, but he was still indifferent.
Chapter completed!