The mountains and forests were filled with blood mist, and the pungent smell of blood made the beasts unable to restrain themselves and began to come out of the caves to look for food.
Li Zhige's departure made the beasts no longer feel depressed.
Looking at the jackals, tigers and leopards coming from the Western Zhou Dynasty, Murong Fu's eyes flickered, he held Wang Yuyan's slender waist and jumped up, landing on the treetop.
Jiumozhi also jumped up from the ground and landed on the treetop opposite Murong Fu.
Murong Fu and Jiumozhi looked at each other, their eyes flickering, each with their own agenda.
After looking at each other for a moment, Jiumozhi took the lead and said, "Mr. Murong, the young monk and your father are close friends. You have to call the young monk uncle."
Murong Fu's eyes were cold and he said in a deep voice, "Jiumozhi, what exactly do you want to say?"
Jiumozhi was indifferent to Murong Fu's coldness, looked at Wang Yuyan, and said calmly, "Miss Wang has a special status. Her mother is Senior Sister Li Zhige, and her grandfather is Master Li Zhige. If the young monk's prediction is correct, Wang Yuyan has a special status. The girl’s mother should have the secret book of Beiming Magic.”
The murderous intent in Murong Fu's eyes could not be suppressed and began to emerge.
There was already Li Zhige in front of him, and he would not allow another Jiumozhi to get involved in the Beiming Divine Art.
A smile appeared on Jiumozhi's face, and he didn't care about Murong Fu's murderous look. He just said seriously, "Mr. Murong, with your martial arts, you can't kill this young monk."
"Mr. Murong Fu, you should know that the young monk is the master of the Tubo Kingdom and the Maharaja of Tantric Buddhism. The young monk has nothing to ask for. As long as you obtain the Beiming Divine Art and make a copy of it to the young monk, the young monk will do his best to help you restore your country. ”
Murong Fu's eyes flickered and he did not answer immediately.
Wang Yuyan became anxious, clutching Murong Fu's sleeves, shaking her head and saying, "Cousin, don't promise him. This great monk has evil intentions, and his promises cannot be trusted."
Jiumozhi ignored Wang Yuyan and continued to smile at Murong Fu, "Mr. Murong, the young monk is a monk, and monks do not lie. Besides, the young monk has no ambition to dominate the world, nor does he have the ambition to be the supreme master of the martial arts. The young monk is only studying martial arts. It’s just that I’m more persistent.”
"Mr. Murong, as long as you can give me the secret book of Beiming's magic skills, I will persuade the leader of Tubo to grant you a fiefdom and lend you soldiers and horses to help you restore the country."
Murong Fu pondered for a moment, looked up at Jiumozhi, and said coldly, "Okay! We have an agreement."
"It's a deal!"
Wang Yuyan was secretly anxious. She grabbed Murong Fu's sleeve and persuaded him again, "Cousin, you really can't cooperate with him."
Murong Fu held Wang Yuyan's slim waist with one hand and grabbed Wang Yuyan's palm with the other. He turned to look at Wang Yuyan, leaned over and pecked Wang Yuyan's lips gently, and said softly, "Good cousin, you also know that my cousin's biggest wish is Recover Dayan. But you don’t know that my cousin’s second greatest wish is for you to become the queen of Muyi World.”
"Cousin, you like your cousin, right?"
Wang Yuyan's heart melted and she nodded in confusion.
Murong Fu continued, "Cousin, since you like your cousin, you must fully support your cousin. My cousin promises you that when your cousin liberates Dayan, he will marry you immediately and make you the Queen of Dayan. "
"Cousin, let's go. We will go back to Mandala Villa and find my aunt to finalize the marriage."
Immediately, Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan left Tianshan and rushed back towards the south of the Yangtze River. Behind Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan, there was also a majestic Jiumozhi.
There is a peak in the Tianshan Mountains called Piaomiao Peak.
The top of Miao Miao Peak is shrouded in clouds and mist, just like a fairyland.
In the sea of clouds, there is a palace located like a heavenly palace. There are just some large sculptures standing on the eaves of the Tiangong. These large eagles are vultures, so this palace is named Lingjiu Palace.
Most of the disciples in the Spiritual Vulture Palace use the Spiritual Vulture as their leg power.
At this moment, many young and beautiful women stood on the backs of the griffons. They searched and looked in the west, looking anxious and nervous.
The disciples of Lingjiu Palace were nervous, not because of anything else, but because their Lord was missing.
"Sister Mei Jian, look over there!"
"It's the Lord!"
Among the Plum, Orchid, Bamboo and Juxi Great Sword Attendants, the youngest Ju Jian looked at the man flying from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, his face full of horror.
There are actually people flying in the sky!
And that person is still holding their Lord!
Immediately, under the leadership of the great sword attendant Meilanzhujuxi, the female disciples of the Nine Heavenly Divisions of Lingjiu Palace gathered on the stone platform in front of the palace. They nervously and vigilantly held down the hilt of their swords and watched the man in blue shirt fly up. Fall to the ground.
"who are you?"
"Let go of the Lord quickly!"
As soon as Li Zhige landed on the ground, there was a pretty woman holding a sword with one hand on the opposite side, looking nervous and yelling.
Looking at Li Zhige, whose black hair was standing on end and his eyes were shining, the female disciples of the Nine Heavens Division were so nervous that their palms were sweating, especially the leader, Meilanzhujuxi Dajianshi.
Li Zhige ignored these female disciples of the Lingjiu Palace and just gently placed Wu Xingyun and Dugu Feng on the ground.
After Wu Xingyun stood firm, she looked at everyone with majestic eyes and said in a stern voice, "Take the sword back! This is grandma's nephew, not an enemy."
"yes!"
"We will obey the Lord's orders."
After Wu Xingyun finished speaking, the women of the Nine Heavens Department breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't dare to look at the man who looked like a god and a devil, but they couldn't help but watch secretly out of curiosity.
Wu Xingyun turned to look at the plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum sword servant Xi, and was extremely satisfied with Xi Nu's appearance. Her eyes flickered and she said, "Plum sword, orchid sword, bamboo sword, chrysanthemum sword, from now on, you will serve me. Nephew. From now on, he is your master. Even if he wants to kill you, you can only accept it and cannot disobey his orders. "
"Yes, we will obey the Lord's order."
Immediately, the Great Swordsman Mei Lan Zhu Ju Xi walked behind Li Zhige, showing no intention of resisting.
Li Zhige did not speak.
Now that he has come to Lingjiu Palace, Wu Xingyun is the master, and he is the guest. Guests must follow the master's arrangements.
When Wu Xingyun came up, he sent Xi Dajianshi as a gift, which was also a test for Li Zhige.
Wu Xingyun sent Xi Dajian away, ignored Li Zhige, and turned around and walked into the palace. The remaining nine heavenly tribe women also turned around, not daring to look at Li Zhige, and went to do their own things.
Mei Lan, Zhu Ju and Xi Nu stood behind Li Zhige and were a little at a loss for a moment. The appearance of their new master was too terrifying, and they didn't know the new master's character either.
Finally, Mei Jian plucked up the courage and tentatively said, "Lord, would you like me to take you to the central and western parts of the Vulture Palace first?"
Li Zhige turned to look at the reserved Xi Nu, his eyes glowed horribly red, and he said calmly, "No need, take me down to rest."
Now, Li Zhige had no intention of looking at the scenery or appreciating the beauty of Xi Nu. He had to suppress the imprint of life that was about to move in his body.
Mei Jian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and walked in front with Lan Jian, Bamboo Jian, and Ju Jian to lead the way for Li Zhige.
In the palace, Mei Lan Zhu Ju first settled Dugu Feng, and then took Li Zhige to a stone door.
Seeing Li Zhige sitting on the cold stone bed, Mei Lan, Zhu and Ju did not leave.
Mei Jian's palms were covered with sweat. She looked at Li Zhige nervously and whispered, "Lord, we will serve you to change clothes and take a bath."
Li Zhige raised his eyes, and the red light radiating from his eyes became a little more intense. He waved his hand towards Xi Nu and said, "You guys go down."
"Slave, I obey."
Hearing this, Mei Lan, Zhu Ju and Xi Nu sank slightly, bowed to Li Zhige before retreating.
After retreating outside the stone door, Xi Nu looked at each other, the tense nerves in her body relaxed, and her eyes were full of curiosity.
