Chapter 1296: Eyes Like the Sea Until Old Age

Heaven and earth, all white, howling and boundless.A man stood alone before the wind and snow, a single hand separating two worlds.Wuyan Lanzhu could never forget this scene.Looking at that back clad in a cloak and hemp robe, feeling the strength and immovability in the face of heavenly disaster.She actually thought of the Sacred Mountain, her gaze momentarily entranced.Throughout the entire Chahar tribe, those herdsmen who were about to flee or waiting for death, came over one after another. All came behind the person in the cloak and hemp robe, chanting words like "May the god Cangtu protect us," and prostrating themselves devoutly on the ground.Before the miracle of the boundless blizzard being blocked by a great power, the herdsmen sang ancient songs—"Magnificent Qionglu Mountain, holding up the sky of the grassland. Great God Cangtu, shining upon your good people. From the Eastern Plains to the Western Fields, from eyes like the sea to twilight years..."These herdsmen did not possess extraordinary power, nor did these songs show any miraculous qualities. They were merely chanted with devotion, possessing the power to soothe hearts.Jiang Wang faced the wind and snow directly. Before his right hand, the frosty white Buzhou Wind quietly rotated.In the blizzard that covered the sky and veiled the sun, this wisp of wind seemed so weak, but it was like a candle lighting up the long night, within the blizzard, preventing the wind and snow from advancing further.The Buzhou Wind, known as the strongest killing force among the Eight Winds, could even tear apart Huang Shelizi's violent Jingfeng, and dealing with a sudden blizzard was not an issue.However, the scope of this "White-haired Wind" was too vast, at least Jiang Wang could not sense its limit at the moment, and he could only protect this small tribe that he could see. He was unable to trace its origin or cut off its source.In the boundless blizzard, a figure slowly approached.Saying "slow" was actually not accurate; the person's speed was very fast, it was just that within the covered area of this White-haired Wind, there was a sense of struggling forward with each step, making it seem slower.Jiang Wang guessed that he should be a strong expert sent by the Supreme Royal Court to "relieve the disaster."Because the other party's target was very clear, heading directly towards this tribe. Seeing from afar that he had already sheltered this place, they immediately changed direction.Only a white circular token shot through the wind."Moye Lai, after the White-haired Wind disperses, you can take this token to the Supreme Royal Court to receive a reward, look for Cangyu!"The voice fell into Jiang Wang's ears amidst the wind and snow.Cangyu was not a person's name, but the law enforcement agency of the Pastoral Kingdom, similar to the Inspection Bureau in Qi Kingdom, but with more complex functions, also including regular patrols of the grassland, arbitration of herdsmen's disputes, and so on...These two words represent the feathers of the soaring eagle, symbolizing the "Wings of God."The extraordinary cultivators belonging to Cangyu were called Flying Teeth.Jiang Wang glanced at the circular token in his hand, seeing that it seemed to be made from polished animal bone, entirely snow-white, with only a single floating feather carved on the front, indeed the symbol of the Flying Teeth.He casually put it away, not paying much attention.However, the appearance of this Flying Tooth made Jiang Wang realize even more the suddenness of this White-haired Wind. It was clear that even Cangyu had not been able to predict it in advance and was now reacting in a hurry.If Jiang Wang had not happened to be nearby, the outcome for the Chahar tribe would have been hard to say.Given the Supreme Royal Court's control over the grassland, such a thing should not have happened. No matter what evil creature or calamity it was, how could the Supreme Royal Court easily allow it to affect ordinary herdsmen?However, Jiang Wang did not intend to investigate; there were many capable people in the Pastoral Kingdom. He was just passing through the grassland, meeting old friends, with no other desires.This White-haired Wind came and went quickly.It lasted for only about a quarter of an hour before dissipating. The world was clear and vast, with a fresh scent in the air like after rain.Presumably, Cangyu had already controlled the source.Jiang Wang withdrew the Buzhou Wind and turned back to see hundreds of herdsmen kneeling behind him, men, women, old and young. Excluding those who were missing or had not returned from outside, it was probably the entire Chahar tribe gathered here.The elderly man kneeling at the very front shuffled forward on his knees, calling out, "Your Excellency, God's Emissary!"He lowered his head, wanting to kiss Jiang Wang's boots.Jiang Wang would not accept this gesture, quickly stepped back, and bowed in return, saying, "Please rise quickly, everyone. I just did what I could, it's not worth such a great禮. Moreover, I am not your God's Emissary."As the largest divine country in the current world, God Cangtu was not stingy with miracles. Looking back and forth, there were countless God's Emissaries, all with illustrious reputations, sung about throughout the grassland.But one generation followed another, and on the current grassland, when mentioning the words "God's Emissary," it specifically referred only to Cangming.This strong expert who was unable to take action on the Guanhe Platform, wore a cloak year-round, wandering the grassland alone. Fighting against disasters and protecting the herdsmen. His name was sung about throughout the grassland, and his statues were worshipped by many herdsmen.But few people knew his true appearance.It was not surprising that the people of the Chahar tribe had this misunderstanding.The elderly man devoutly kissed the ground before getting up and turning back, spreading his hands to drive people away, "Go back, all of you, go back! Our God's Emissary does not wish to reveal his identity!"Clearly, he did not believe that an outsider expert would help them. The cloaked expert who saved them from the White-haired Wind could only be the current God's Emissary.Hundreds of herdsmen again bowed in unison towards Jiang Wang, their reverence and solemnity were simply unbreakable. With expressions of gratitude or awe on their faces, they dispersed.Jiang Wang shook his head, not intending to correct anything.He casually patted the sluggish red-brown horse on the ground, and with the help of the Xing Si Staff, gently soothed it, making it spirited again.Only then did he mount the horse, and waved to the elderly man, "Old man, we shall meet again if fate allows!"The red-brown horse then moved its hooves, drifting away like a red cloud.The old chieftain of the Chahar tribe again knelt down, touching his forehead to the ground, sending the God's Emissary off.In his heart, he was also a little surprised—this God's Emissary seemed different from the priests in the temple. Exactly how he was different, he couldn't explain. He just felt that he didn't seem so high, not so far away.When he raised his head, he only saw a short-legged horse roaring past, galloping ahead."Wuyan Lanzhu!" he shouted angrily,But that horse, and the girl on the horse, did not stop.Going eastward, they hadn't gone far before they heard the sudden sound of hooves again.Jiang Wang gently pressed down, and the red-brown horse obediently stopped. Turning back, it was indeed the grassland girl with small freckles on her face. She waved to him from afar, riding her little yellow horse, galloping over."What is it, young lady?" Jiang Wang asked."I came to thank you!" Wuyan Lanzhu said.Jiang Wang smiled softly, "You have already thanked me.""No, no, no." Wuyan Lanzhu shook her head quickly, "They are thanking the God's Emissary, thanking God Cangtu, but I know, you are not the God's Emissary! I didn't come to thank God, I came to thank you!"There was a healthy, vibrant aura about this girl that made people feel close to her.When those herdsmen had been kneeling and expressing gratitude earlier, she was the only one standing.Jiang Wang had previously "debated scriptures" and joked with her, partly because he was in a rare state of relaxation, and partly because he found her candid and interesting.At this moment, he also asked with interest, "How can you tell?"Wuyan Lanzhu said directly, "God's Emissaries will protect us, just like herdsmen protect cattle and sheep. But God's Emissaries will not tolerate me scolding him, just like we herdsmen, will not tolerate cattle and sheep that rebel against us."Under the cloak, Jiang Wang's expression became serious.This girl's attitude towards God was different from others, perhaps because she had read a lot of books.But these words were not safe; if "God" heard them, he might not be pleased."Good." For the purpose of protecting the other party, Jiang Wang brought the topic back, "I have already received your thanks."Wuyan Lanzhu looked at him boldly and smiled brilliantly, "Moye Lai, why don't you take off your cloak? Under the divine light of God Cangtu, we don't need to hide too much!""The glory of God cannot shine upon everyone." Jiang Wang smiled, "Especially those like me who cover themselves."Wuyan Lanzhu said somewhat dejectedly, "I just want to know what my benefactor looks like."Jiang Wang tapped his heel, and the red-brown horse began to trot again. He only shook the book in his hand at the girl, "Read more books, the answers about this world that you want to know... are all in the books!"Qing He Yi Shen reminds you: After reading, please collect (), it is more convenient to read later.