Half a month later.
On the official road leading to the Mongolian Palace, Jiang Dali, Wang Yuyan, and Murong Qingqing were sitting silently in the carriage with the curtain lowered.
The Shenxing Taibao, who was wearing a bamboo sheng on his head and his face hidden in the sunshade, was in charge of driving the car, passing through many checkpoints guarded by brave and skilled Mongolian soldiers, and heading straight to the magnificent royal road paved with dragon-patterned floor tiles.
Since leaving Sou Shen Palace half a month ago, a great war has started between Sou Shen Palace and Heifeng Village that has disrupted the world. It has been announced by the collapse of Sou Shen Palace, an ancient force that has existed for hundreds of years.
Finish.
In the arena, many forces that are paying attention to this war between the two major forces have also received news from their own channels.
There were people who were relieved for a while, but there were also many forces who were frightened by it. Among them, those forces who were adding insult to injury when Black Wind Stronghold was in decline were particularly frightened, and they all stopped and prepared to run away.
After Jiang Dali returned to the village, he regrouped and compensated all the brothers in the village who were killed or injured during the war with large sums of money. He then issued a Black Wind Order, ordering all forces who had contributed to the disaster during the war to come and apologize within a month, otherwise they would bear the consequences.
Once this news was released, it naturally caused a lot of shock in the world.
However, all the relevant forces were half relieved. From the Black Wind Village Master's action of issuing the Black Wind Order, they saw the hope of compensation and reconciliation. This was completely different from the imagined disaster of annihilating the family. At least it was still possible.
There is room for discussion.
Except for a very small number of forces who have been offended too much and still feel guilty and are ready to run away, the vast majority of forces have decided to come to apologize.
"In half a month, the Black Wind Village has been reborn from the ashes after a fierce battle. It has stabilized again since the disaster. Our heroic village master led our heroes Wang Yuyan, Murong Girl and others.
We arrived at the Mongolian Palace together, where we will soon meet the rumored immortal master Guangchengzi. Is there really a better immortal master than Zhenren Zhang in this world?..."
In the carriage, Wang Yuyan, with a smile on her lips, wrote a line of story records on Luoyang rice paper with a high-quality wolf-brush pen, then raised her bright and beautiful face and turned to look at Jiang Dali and said, "Zhai leader, how about I write like this?
Will it be too smooth and uneventful?"
"I'm just a rough guy, how do I know about writing and splashing ink? It's up to you how to write."
Jiang Dali said calmly and slowly opened his eyes. Even in the gloomy environment inside the carriage, he could still see a flash of light. His pure and powerful skills showed that he had already recovered from the injuries suffered in the battle to search the shrine.
Murong Qingqing looked at the beautiful line written by Wang Yuyan with a smile, and said, "Wang Nuxia, just write like this. We, the leader of the village, only compose poems impromptu when we are interested, and rarely study at our desks on weekdays.
This is a beautiful article."
By this time it was getting dark.
The carriage drove slowly and slowly on the road, followed closely behind by the carriage carrying Xiao Feng and others. When they arrived near the steps of the east walkway of the front hall, a group of royal nobles from the Mongolian royal family were waiting there.
Even though it was a little hasty, the etiquette and standards personally greeted by the royal family and nobles also demonstrated the respect that the Mongolian emperor had for Jiang Dali.
Wang Yuyan opened the small window at the front of the car and looked out, and then smiled at Jiang Dali and said, "Zhai Master, there are so many princes and princesses of the Mongolian royal family waiting over there, I'm afraid they won't be so grand to welcome their Golden Sword Prince Consort.
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Jiang Dali smiled lightly, "You have been with Huanwan for a long time, and now you have imitated her tone of voice. Could it be that you want me to stay in Mongolia and be Mongolia's golden sword consort?"
Regardless of her reserve, Wang Yuyan immediately took Jiang Dali's strong arm, carefully avoiding the piercing iron nail wrist guard, and said with a bright red smile, "Yu Yan can't bear to leave."
"Ha ha ha ha--"
Laughing loudly, the carriage also stopped. The Shenxing Taibao opened the door and waited respectfully. Jiang Dali stood up and strode out of the carriage. His tall and strong body appeared in the eyes of the princes, princesses and generals of the Mongolian royal family, standing proudly.
The Mongolians originally admired martial arts and worshiped the strong. When they saw Jiang Dali's majestic body and majestic spirit, which was a head taller than the first Mongolian warrior, they all looked respectful and immediately stepped forward to worship him.
In the carriage behind them, Xiao Feng and others got out of the carriage. Under the respectful reception of Meng Ji, who was full of exotic customs, they all entered the spectacular and glorious central hall, which was divided into front and back halls like an I-shape.
In the main hall, there is a dragon platform with a width of twenty feet. Many high-level Mongolian officials, including the Mongolian emperor, are gathered here. The stars surround the Mongolian emperor who is sitting on the dragon throne like a moon. He once had a relationship with Jiang Dali.
The eighth-generation Jinlun Dharma King Trimeng, who made a secret agreement, is among them.
When the Mongolian Emperor stood up to greet him, everyone saluted towards the palace door, and the gate official waiting in front of the door shouted.
"Welcome the Black Wind King!"
Everyone then shouted "Welcome the Black Wind King"!
The crowd's shouts were so loud that they shook the roof beams and vaults, and the Mongol emperor's laughter diluted the solemnity.
Everyone knows that Jiang Dali is the champion king of the Song Dynasty and the king of the Ming Dynasty, but there is no such title as the Black Wind King.
But this title was given to Jiang Dali personally by the Mongolian emperor. Although it did not have any real meaning in Mongolia, it was still an honor.
Regardless of whether he calls Jiang Dali the champion king or the shoulder-to-shoulder king, Gein is calling one in favor of the other. Fortunately, he calls him the king with the name of the master of Black Wind Village, which is more appropriate and respectful.
"I didn't expect that I, Jiang Dali, would have another king title? Hahaha, you don't need to be polite."
Jiang Dali took the lead and walked into the hall. He scanned everyone with his gleaming eyes and saw that the Mongolian emperor was strong and stocky with dark skin. He was not handsome but had a strong and sturdy masculine charm. He was in the prime of his life.
It can be said that it is a time when ambition is still young and full of ambition.
Regardless of their strength, the surrounding Mongolian high-level officials all felt that Jiang Dali's vision was as bright as lightning and thunder. Their hearts palpitated and their bodies became weak.
Dare to be an enemy?
Chi Meng's eyes even slightly concealed the hint of prying eyes that had just emerged in his eyes, and a storm surged in his heart. He knew that Jiang Dali had truly reached a supreme state that surpassed all the kings of the Vajra Sect, and he must never show any offense again.
No disrespect, otherwise it would be self-destruction, and I was secretly glad that fortunately I had already made a secret agreement with this person before, and actively entertained Xiao Feng and others after they arrived some time ago and tried their best to facilitate everything, so I can be considered a good person.
Relationship.
At this moment, even the Mongolian emperor who was used to seeing strong men was shocked by Jiang Dali's intimidating and heroic aura.
When Jiang Dali's sharp eyes fell on him, it seemed as if he was looking directly into his eyes. In his heart, he felt that Jiang Dali could see right through him.
No matter what tricks he was thinking about at this moment, they all had no effect at this moment. He could even feel Jiang Dali's powerful spirit and soul, like a superior god, covering him, making him unable to resist.
This soul-shaking feeling was something he had never experienced before when he met the former living Buddha Si Mengba. It was like the spiritual impact he had when he saw the body of the ancient master Meng Chixing when he was a child.
"What a brave warrior! What a Black Wind King!"
The Mongol emperor quickly collected his mind, walked a few steps quickly, and stepped forward to greet him.
With everyone cheering and cheering, Jiang Dali was enthusiastically held by the Mongolian emperor and invited to the throne that represented the glory and pinnacle of power. He sat next to the throne with two white marble lotus pillars. Xiao Feng and others were also treated with high standards.
The guest was treated as a distinguished guest and was seated at the table.
In a short time, a group of Mongolian beauties walked briskly into the palace, and beautiful exotic music played.
A group of beauties danced gracefully in the hall like butterflies wearing flowers. They all had smiles like flowers and seduced people with their fiery dance and moving eyes. I saw these Mongolian dancers no matter their heads, hands, necks or waists.
, their feet were hung with elaborate ornaments made of precious stones, jade, pearls, etc., and they also revealed leggings and cowhide boots with extremely beautiful curves, which jingled with the dance, which was pleasant to the ears.
Jiang Dali went to the countryside and admired it as the Romans did for a moment, and then his eyes focused on the Mongolian emperor.
The Mongolian Emperor immediately understood. He turned to Jiang Dali and smiled, opening the topic and asking, "What does King Black Wind think of our Mongolian beauty's dancing?"
Jiang Dali smiled, "It's so beautiful!"
The Mongolian emperor laughed and said, "It is their blessing to be praised by King Black Wind. Each of them will be given a hundred taels of gold and an ox and sheep."
The dancing beauties quickly kowtowed three times and bowed nine times, saying in unison, "Thank you, Lord, for your kindness! Thank you, King Black Wind, for your appreciation!"
"Get down!"
The Mongolian Emperor waved his hand, raised his wine glass and looked at Jiang Dali, "It is said that the Black Wind King also likes fine wine, so I will honor the Black Wind King with the fine wine from my royal family!"
Jiang Dali raised his glass and drank it down in one gulp, and said with a smile, "I am here because I am a drunkard and not interested in the wine, but my brother Xiao may really be here for the wine!"
"oh?"
The Mongolian Emperor nodded, looked down at Xiao Feng with a smile, who was drinking one bowl after another at the table, and said with a laugh, "This Emperor Xiao's drinking capacity has been mentioned by the generals. Since Hero Xiao is so addicted to alcohol, I will reward him."
Xiao Daxia has a hundred altars of fine wine."
Xiao Feng's eyes lit up when he heard this, he suddenly put down the wine bowl, stood up, clasped his fists and said happily, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Jiang Dali smiled faintly, looked at the Mongolian emperor, and said, "The emperor is so generous, and he is worthy of the heroic and straightforward style of the Mongolian man."
The Mongolian Emperor stood up with a smile, waved his hands and said, "I had known that King Black Wind was not interested in drinking, and I had already invited the immortal bones of the immortal master. As a sign of respect for the immortal master, I would like to ask you to step aside and take a look."
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Jiang Dali immediately stopped being polite, stood up, and moved with them to the rear hall.
Now, twenty-nine days have passed since the players collectively went offline. According to the announcements issued by the four major families, it is expected that tomorrow or the day after tomorrow will be the time when the players collectively go online again.
Jiang Dali has also seen various complaining posts on Jianghu forums from players who are eager to enter the world of mixed martial arts.
But so far, the four major aristocratic families have not really announced the specific opening time. I don’t know what kind of medicine is being sold in the gourd.
Jiang Dali's influence on the other world that he is familiar with but has become unfamiliar with is also limited. Now all he can do is to wait and see what happens, and at the same time continue to complete the things he has to do step by step, and continue to improve his strength to cope with the situation.
The situation may become more severe in the future.
The reason for all this severe situation is that the four major aristocratic families have gradually begun to show a real influence that is completely different from that of the previous life. They can control it at any time by updating new data and opening servers.
Players enter and exit the mixed martial arts world.
This also means that the four major aristocratic families can "stuck his neck" at any time, although the four major aristocratic families are unlikely to know the specific impact such an operation will have on him.
In addition, in today's real world, because the Supreme Alliance has opened up some martial arts secrets for practice to all players, in just over twenty days, many players have been able to truly practice in the real world.
He learned martial arts and developed a sense of energy.
Even some of them with good qualifications have developed weak internal strength.
This made many people in the real world excited and crazy about it, and then the status of the Supreme Alliance, including the four major families under its command, began to rise, making the four major families gradually get rid of the "four sons" situation that players used to call them.
, began to have more authoritative and strong voice among the player group.
Due to various influences, Jiang Dali concluded that even if all the players come back online this time, it is likely that he will not be able to maintain the same core attraction to players as in the past.
Especially if one day the command tasks issued by him conflict with the command tasks issued by the four major aristocratic families, even the players in their own village may have a conflicting mentality, and then return to their old ways and start playing tricks.
It is difficult to maintain a high execution rate and efficiency.
Based on these concerns about the severe future situation, Jiang Dali still chose to be a hands-off shopkeeper and gave up the idea of handling affairs in the village.
I plan to get some important things to do first before any changes come.
Get rid of the wanted hunt for the Blood God by the strong men of the Holy Dynasty, go to the ancient Qin Tianmen to rescue Wuming, get the dragon vein from the Yellow Emperor's tomb in Lingyun Grotto, and visit the Shijue Pass in the Broken Void by the supreme master Ling Donglai, etc.
Among other things, the rumored disciple of the Yellow Emperor, the immortal bones of Guangchengzi who demonstrated the realm of Shattered Vajra, was something that he attached great importance to.
The back hall is illuminated by more than ten lanterns hanging high on the eaves of the main hall, reflecting the dim light in the vast square space. It is the end of winter in mid-February, and the surroundings are as quiet as ghosts, insects and birds.
Everyone was afraid of the cold and didn't know where to hide. They could only hear the footsteps of people quietly.
Everyone walked into the main hall under the personal guidance of the Mongolian Emperor, and saw a figure sitting as calmly as a mountain on the Dharma throne in the center of the hall, with a majestic face, a peaceful smile on the corner of his mouth, and sparkling eyes.
Sheng Guang seemed to be staring at everyone carefully.
Everyone, including Jiang Dali, was startled. They thought that there was an expert sitting on the throne waiting for him. However, after careful sensing, they could not detect any aura of this person. They immediately knew that this person was an immortal.
The remains of Shi Guangchengzi's immortal bones are all horrifying...
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(The child fell ill yesterday and took him to the hospital for treatment. Although it was a minor problem, he still needed to be taken care of, so the updates in the past two days can only be guaranteed to be four to five thousand words)
This chapter has been completed!