With a golden sword tied around his waist, Jieli Khan, surrounded by his entourage, rushed up to the southern foot of Yudujin Mountain and arrived at the door of a temple made of stones. A Hu man wearing strange clothes

The monk was waiting in front of the door. When he saw Jieli Khan appearing, he clasped his hands and bowed to Jieli Khan with a smile.

"Meet the Khan!"

"Master Bimalaksha..."

Jieli Khan looked at the strangely dressed monk in front of him and said with an arrogant look.

"I hope what you told me this time is indeed true, otherwise I would not have been able to choose to let you stay here and continue to preach despite the opposition of several great shamans."

"I, a Buddhist, do not lie..."

Although this Monk Hu looks dark and thin, and is dressed very strangely, he does indeed speak pure Chinese, and even his accent is very authentic from Luoyang.

"Don't worry, Khan!"

"Um!"

Jieli Khan nodded, and then waved his hand towards the monk.

"Then let me see the warriors you claimed to have the power of gods!"

"Khan, please..."

Monk Hu bowed slightly towards Jieli Khan, and then pointed to a path next to the temple.

"In order to keep this secret and prevent other tribes from knowing about it, the old monk did not let the warriors live in the temple, but let them live in a cave not far from here."

"good!"

Jieli Khan nodded with satisfaction, and then followed Monk Hu with his entourage on the path, heading towards a grotto next to the cliff.

A gust of wind blew by, carrying a faint fishy smell.

Jieli Khan looked over casually and found that occasionally some bones could be seen near the cliff.

"The nearby herdsmen will send some dying people up to this mountain, dump them here, and throw them to death..."

Although the monk was leading the way with his back to Jieli Khan, he seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. Just when Jieli Khan's eyes fell on the bones, he immediately explained from the front.

"Although the old monk has enlightened him in many ways, most of the herdsmen have been influenced by shamanism...the sect has been too profound. They always feel that letting their relatives die on the sacred mountain will make their souls transcend..."

Having said this, Monk Hu sighed silently.

"Alas! Although these herdsmen believe in heretics, it is natural for them to end up like this, but the old monk can't help but feel sad..."

After hearing what Monk Hu said, Jieli Khan turned his eyes away from the bones without paying attention.

After all, for a Turk, death on the sacred mountain is the destination of life.

"Master Bimalaksha is so merciful... By the way, master, where are the warriors who have received the power of the gods that you mentioned?"

"Right there!"

After watching Jieli Khan's eyes move away from the bones, Monk Hu smiled slightly, then raised his hand and pointed forward.

"In that valley, Khan please!"

"Master Bimalaksha please!"

…

When Jieli Khan followed Monk Hu to the valley ahead, he just glanced casually, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. He saw dozens of figures sitting or standing in the valley.

The muscular warriors were all bare-chested and had bulging muscles. They looked like the portrait of Vajra Warriors that Master Bimalaksha once showed him. They were very scary.

"Are these warriors with the power of gods?"

Jieli Khan looked up and down at these warriors whose faces had become ugly but whose bodies had also become strong, and he could hardly close his mouth.

"It is indeed mighty and majestic!"

"Exactly!"

Monk Hu nodded to Jieli Khan with a smile and explained.

"Each of these warriors has received the power of my Buddhist guardian god Asura, which is enough to fight one against a hundred, even when facing practitioners. With their support, Khan no longer has to worry about the Han military strategists.

Disciple..."

Having said this, Monk Hu lowered his voice again and continued.

"Of course, Khan doesn't have to worry about the shamans of shamanism."

"Ah! Are these warriors so powerful?"

Jieli Khan looked at Monk Hu next to him happily and continued.

"Master, can you perform for me?"

"You can do anything you want!"

In response to Jieli Khan's request, Monk Hu nodded slightly, and then shouted to one of the tall men with a sturdy figure and a ferocious face.

"Po Zhi, come and perform for Khan..."

"good!"

The big man nodded, then stood up and picked up a heavy-looking strong bow from the shelf next to him, then pointed it at a tree in the distance, opened the bow and fired an arrow.

Boom!

After a soft sound, the sharp arrow flew out of the string.

The next moment, Jieli Khan was surprised to see the big man's body rushing towards the distance along with Li Xian's sharp arrow like a strong wind.

Snapped!

Under the stunned gaze of Jieli Khan, the big man actually caught up with the sharp arrows he shot on foot, and even reached out to pluck the flying sharp arrows in the air. Looking at his calm look, it was almost as if he was picking the sharp arrows from the tree.

The fruit is even simpler.

"O God of the Earth!"

Jieli Khan couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

"Is this a warrior with the power of a god?"

"That's nothing!"

Monk Hu smiled and said to Jieli Khan.

"As long as Po Zhi continues to accept the power from my Buddhist guardian gods, it will be easy for him to fly to the sky and escape to the earth."

"Hahaha……"

Hearing Monk Hu's words, Jieli Khan immediately burst into laughter.

"With such powerful warriors, do we, the Turks, need to continue to fight with the Han people? As long as I have three thousand... no! One thousand such warriors, the entire Central Plains will be my Turks' pasture!"

Regarding Jieli Khan's ambitious speech, Monk Hu did not express any objection, but smiled at him with an appreciative look, as if he was very pleased.

"Come, Khan, please come this way!"

After Jieli Khan finished laughing happily, Monk Hu stretched out his hand and pointed towards the grotto in front of him.

"The old monk hasn't finished telling you about the warriors who have obtained the power of the gods!"

"oh!"

Hearing what Monk Hu said, Jieli Khan suddenly felt even more surprised.

"These soldiers outside have already given me a big surprise, isn't that all?"

"Of course not!"

Monk Hu raised his eyelids, revealing a pair of blue eyes.

"Please come in, Khan, and you will understand..."

"good!"

After hearing this, Jieli Khan immediately walked impatiently towards the grotto pointed by Monk Hu. As soon as he entered the grotto, Jieli Khan was shocked again.

I saw six or seven beauties as beautiful as flowers, strong and graceful, sitting in this grotto. Almost every one of them was the only stunning beauties seen in the world. After seeing his appearance, these beauties collectively turned their heads and looked at him.

Jieli Khan came over and his eyes flashed, instantly reminding Jieli Khan of the first time he saw his current wife, Princess Yicheng, marrying his father, Qimin Khan.

Jieli Khan shook his head vigorously to wake himself up again.

"Master Bimalaksha, didn't you say you wanted me to see a warrior..."

"yes!"

Monk Hu looked at Jieli Khan, smiled slightly, and said meaningfully.

"Khan, isn't what you see now a warrior?"

"woman……"

After hearing what Monk Hu said, Jieli Khan couldn't help but shook his head with disappointment.

"No, no matter how strong a woman is, she can't become a warrior!"
To be continued...