Chapter 414: The Secret to Being Immune to a Thousand Cups

Vast and mighty.

Fifty thousand Liangzhou Army troops, along with this group of tribespeople in small-legged trousers, escorted their Son of the Black Dragon as they entered Qiongducheng in a posture of victory.

Liu Zheng was not afraid that he would provoke Shama Zhuoyi into a fit of shame-induced rage; he knew the man was merely a paper tiger, and if one battle could settle the universe, he would not mind letting his brothers stretch their muscles.

Qiongdou was originally enfeoffed by the Longyan Dynasty, and his act of stationing fifty thousand Han Army troops here this time was reasonable and legal.

If Shama Zhuoyi were to strike first, then it would truly be illegal.

Liu Zheng calculated that this ethnic group, which had occupied Liangshan for years using poppies, did not have that much military strength.

Now it seemed, this was indeed the case.

Along the way, other Yi people watched this large procession with eager eyes, their expressions revealing deep complexity. These people, who had come to Qiongdou early from all over Liangshan, were naturally here to attend this Qiongdou Torch Festival; among them were people from various tribes—large-legged trousers, medium-legged trousers, the Shama Clan, the An Clan, the Shahong, and so on and so forth. This time, there were eight Great Bimo who had come to Qiongdou—Aluba had taken the place of Chierhadu.

From this, one could see just how complex and scattered the tribes and clans in this Liangshan region were.

"Young Master, what are they looking at?"

Qin Zhangfeng was somewhat puzzled.

What was the point of these people watching from the sidelines the whole way?

Liu Zheng said indifferently: "They are looking at a god."

"A god?"

Qin Zhangfeng laughed: "More like a charlatan."

Liu Zheng shook his head: "No, they are looking at a god, or rather, they are yearning for a god."

Qin Zhangfeng did not quite understand.

Instead, Pei Yanran, who was beside them, chuckled: "Qin Dage, almost all the White Yi in Liangshan are slaves. Seeing the freedom and equality in the doctrines of Aluba's Black Dragon Sect, how could they not yearn for it?"

Liu Zheng nodded as well.

Since ancient times.

The issue of religious belief has always been relatively mysterious and sensitive.

It can even lead to an extreme situation. How extreme? Either those who believe in the religion are a group of extremely ignorant people with very low levels of education.

Or, they are highly educated intellectuals.

There is no need to speak of the ignorant; they are easily brainwashed and deluded.

But what about the highly educated?

In Liu Zheng's memory, many big-shot entrepreneurs, high-ranking executives, and officials of later generations were very superstitious.

Let us not discuss this for now.

As for the slaves of Liangzhou at present, their faith in a god is absolutely devout, and they absolutely yearn for a relatively systematic and mature religion. They crave a unified Liangshan, a unified religion, and a unified deity.

Unknowingly.

Liu Zheng's goal of packaging Aluba as a charlatan had been achieved.

When public sentiment begins to converge, that is the moment the slave owners begin to collapse.

Soon.

Huobu Quli, who had set off in advance, returned excitedly; he had already arranged accommodations for these people.

Right near Qionghai.

The Torch Festival of Liangshan would unfold around Qionghai, which, strictly speaking, was the second-largest freshwater lake in the Chuan Shu region. When the main army arrived here, one could see from afar that Qionghai was bustling with activity; the Yi people of the Liangshan region, as well as people from other ethnic minorities, had long since gathered here.

Long tents, like scattered stars, dotted the grassland around Qionghai.

Many tribes had already begun to sing and laugh, dancing and singing.

Qionghai lay at the northeast foothills of Lushan, with mountain light and cloud shadows reflecting in a thousand acres of clear blue. The water of Qionghai was clear and transparent, and the scenery was pleasant. At this moment, with people of various ethnic groups in various costumes and adornments dotting the area, the surroundings of this tranquil freshwater lake were filled with vitality and spirit.

"Set up camp!"

Qin Zhangfeng shouted, and the Liangzhou Army responded with a roar.

At this time, Pei Yanran walked over and asked Liu Zheng with a smile: "Young Master, how is it that you are immune to a thousand cups?"

As soon as Pei Yanran asked this, sure enough, Huobu Quli and Qin Zhangfeng could not help but look over, waiting for the answer.

Especially Huobu Quli.

Immune to a thousand cups...

Now that they had arrived at the Qionghai Torch Festival, if he could be immune to a thousand cups, wouldn't he be able to drink all the Headmen of those other tribes under the table tonight?

Several people realized at the same time.

It seemed that following this Young Master Liu really could broaden one's knowledge... They certainly did not believe that it was truly Liu Zheng's earlier shamanistic dancing that had summoned divine power.

Liu Zheng smiled: "Gehua Powder, a finger's amount, taken orally, and you will be immune to a thousand cups that day."

Several people exclaimed in wonder one after another.

Just then, several young women suddenly walked over from afar, wearing all sorts of jingling accessories; compared to the average Yi person, these young women had fair skin, and their attire was also quite different. Moreover, they were quite beautiful and graceful. Clearly, these women had come in a group, heading in this direction.

But they stopped not far away, then giggled and pointed at this side, and then one of the women, with a shy face, actually began to sing a mountain song.

The voice was very pleasant, like a young swallow emerging from a valley, delicate and dripping with charm.

While singing.

Her gaze kept flickering toward Liu Zheng.

Liu Zheng was dumbfounded: "What is going on?"

Huobu Quli was also stunned, then immediately smiled ambiguously: "Haha, My Lord, these are the girls of our Liangshan Buyi; that one is the daughter of the Buyi Headman, she has taken a fancy to you! If you can respond to this mountain song, perhaps she will leave her tent window open for you tonight!"

"Pfft..."

Qin Zhangfeng almost spat out his drink.

Pei Yanran was also laughing until she was doubled over.

Liu Zheng was so frightened that he almost tumbled off his horse, turning around to run into his own tent.

……

"Preposterous, simply preposterous!"

Shama Zhuoyi wore a look of indignation at this moment.

The others around him were all completely bewildered.

"Headman, they have already reached Qionghai."

"What should we do?"

Shama Zhuoyi's face was full of fury, because even now, he still did not know why he had lost the battle when it came to drinking!

"Headman, could there really be a Son of the Black Dragon?"

One person asked uncertainly.

"Bullshit!"

Shama Zhuoyi kicked out; at this moment, he absolutely could not admit the existence of the Son of the Black Dragon! Otherwise, what would happen to his ruling position?

"No matter, quickly, bring the Great Bimo here so we can discuss a countermeasure together!"

Who would have thought.

This time, not only did the Great Bimo of the middle trouser-leg, Jimu Youla, arrive, but beside him, there was another person slowly walking over.

"Old Immortal?"

Shama Zhuoyi was startled and hurriedly knelt down to pay his respects.

That's right, this person was none other than Chen Ran of the Wangbei Academy.

"Useless trash!"

Chen Ran kicked out fiercely, his eyes sinister: "Shama Zhuoyi, I promoted you, not so you could be a piece of useless trash who just eats for free, understand?"

Shama Zhuoyi lowered his head, not daring to let out a single peep.

Chen Ran said coldly: "I want this person from Longyan to die, understand?"

Shama Zhuoyi trembled all over: "Old Immortal, he will certainly not be able to leave here alive!"

Only then did Chen Ran give a cold laugh: "I believe you can do it. Because if you cannot, we will all die, every single one of us, none will escape!"

Once these words were spoken, everyone present felt a chill run down their spines.