Chapter 1490 The Story of Ice Mandarin Island, Traitor
Xu Zimo was not surprised when he heard Murong Qing's answer.
An existence like Xianzhu has already entered the realm of being a powerful Taoist, and he is estimated to have reached the top of the Three Flowers list.
Worldly things basically cannot shake him.
Maybe even if the Temple of the Sun is destroyed, Xianzhu may not appear.
Xu Zimo waved his hand.
A wisp of water appeared in the palm of his hand.
"If you take this thing to see your ancestor, he will definitely meet me," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
Murong Qing was a little confused.
She felt the flow of water carefully and felt extremely friendly.
He couldn't help but want to swallow this power.
"What is this?" she asked in surprise.
You know, he has never felt this way before.
And this power actually made her feel familiar yet strange at the same time.
"How could this happen?" Murong Qing was a little confused.
"You will know later, but this matter is too big now, so I can't tell you yet," Xu Zimo replied.
Murong Qing thought for a moment and finally nodded.
Said: "I can take this to see my ancestor, but I can't guarantee whether it will succeed or not."
"I believe your ancestors know the goods," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"What is the purpose of your Sun Temple opening the Origin Land this time? Since it's not convenient for you to tell me, I won't force you to ask.
I'm more curious, what is the place of origin?"
"That's where the Fire Tribe originated. What does Mr. Xu think should be there?" Murong Qing said with a smile.
"If there's nothing particularly interesting, I won't bother to go in.
Don't be fooled by me either," Xu Zimo waved his hand.
"I can only tell you that the fire of life exists there," Murong Qing said with a smile.
"And the Holy Court attaches great importance to the Fire of Life, and it is very likely to rob it."
"With your ancestors here, it is impossible for the Holy Court to start a war with you and plunder it openly unless it is absolutely necessary," Xu Zimo shook his head.
The situation in the Nine Regions is very complicated.
Although it seems that everyone is doing their own thing.
But there are some connections between them.
No one wants to watch the Holy Court family dominate and then defeat them one by one.
Therefore, if the Sun Palace is attacked, it will not only be a counterattack by the Sun Palace itself, but also powerful forces from other domains may come to help resist the Holy Court.
By then, the situation in the entire Nine Regions will be completely chaotic.
This is not a situation the Holy Court wants to see.
Because once the Nine Realms are in chaos, it will be like a quagmire, and everyone will fall into it.
And when the time comes, the fisherman will benefit, but it will be the demons.
Because the Holy Court no longer has a chance to deal with him, then he, the demon lord, can plan carefully.
So no matter from all aspects.
The Holy Court will not cause war.
Unless they are so strong that they can directly suppress the entire nine regions.
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After hearing what Xu Zimo said, Murong Qing did not object.
Instead, he smiled and said: "I can't steal it openly, but what about stealing it covertly?"
Xu Zimo nodded slightly, this is also the case.
There are always many methods, but this is something that the Sun Palace should worry about.
He stood up and said, "Okay, it's time for me to leave.
Remember to give that thing to your ancestor."
"Be careful of other people," Murong Qing nodded and reminded.
After bidding farewell to Murong Qing, Xu Zimo did not leave the Sun Palace directly.
And prepare to take a lap around the Temple of the Sun.
He thought the Sun Temple was very interesting.
The flames here are not strong, but rather a feeling that embraces all things.
It seems that any power here can be accepted by the flame.
Xu Zimo walked to the end of an aisle.
There is a mural painted here.
In fact, this kind of murals are very common in the Temple of the Sun, and they are all about the secret history of the Blazing Fire Realm.
Xu Zimo is standing in front of the mural.
It's a story about passing on the fire.
Legend has it that the Blazing Fire Territory was not the domain of the Fire Tribe.
Here are some places where paradise still exists that is not enveloped in flames.
Some people of other races live here.
Where these races live, there is a continent called Bingyuan Island.
It is dominated by ice and feels like winter all year round.
The people living here suffered from heavy snow erosion, until one day, the fire tribe's war spread here.
There was a war madman in the Fire Tribe at that time.
He built a huge empire.
He wants to include the entire Blazing Fire Territory into the territory of his empire through conquest.
Later in the battle, Bingyuan Island was defeated and fell.
The madman's empire also fell into pieces and eventually fell.
What is recorded on this mural should be the last piece of pure land in the Blazing Fire Realm.
Since the fall of Bingyuan Island, the Blazing Fire Territory has completely become the world of the Fire Tribe.
Xu Zimo stood in front of the mural, and he could feel the mural burning.
In his palm, a drop of water condensed out.
Either a stream of water or an ordinary drop of water.
When he put the water droplets into the flame, they did not evaporate as expected.
Instead, the flames and water droplets perfectly blended together.
"Master, what do you think of this flame?" A voice suddenly sounded next to him.
Xu Zimo turned around and looked, and a figure appeared next to him at some point.
"Let me introduce myself, my name is Dark King."
Xu Zimo looked at this figure, his whole body covered in gray-brown robes.
The whole person seemed like a ghost, unable to see anything clearly.
It's like a fog again.
"Rather than saying it is a flame, it is better to say it is a consciousness," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"The consciousness of flame has a strong self-awareness and can accommodate all things.
As the saying goes, the sea is open to all rivers, and its tolerance is great."
"Then do you think this flame can replace the Fire Tribe?" the Dark King suddenly asked.
Xu Zimo fell silent and hesitated slightly.
"What do you think?" Xu Zimo asked.
The Dark King did not speak and also became silent.
"We have always had a great goal."
"I know," Xu Zimo nodded.
"Actually, although I can't completely guess that you are opening the place of origin, I know what you want to do."
"Do you know who I hate the most?" the Dark King asked.
"Holy Court?
Or those fake Fire Tribes?" Xu Zimo said.
"No, traitor. No matter how hateful outsiders are, they are still outsiders, but rebellion by one's own compatriots is an unforgivable crime."
The Dark King replied.
"If the Fire Tribe is to be rebuilt, the first person to be killed is not the enemy, but the traitorous compatriots."
"Who betrayed?" Xu Zimo asked curiously.
"You will know when you go to the place of origin," the Dark King said.
"I heard from the Holy King of Light about you, so I want to ask you for help with something."
"No, I'm a businessman. I generally don't get involved in your Fire Tribe's affairs," Xu Zimo waved his hand.
To put it bluntly, even if the Fire Tribe is destroyed today, it has nothing to do with Xu Zimo.
If the Fire Tribe couldn't come up with a suitable bargaining chip, Xu Zimo still wouldn't give them Wan Shui Liu.