Wen Tianchen returned from Daoshan, and after more than ten days, he finally returned to the Arakuru River!
On this piece of land isolated by the formation, there are many kinds of buildings, which look particularly luxurious and exquisite.
Deep in this huge building complex, a simple palace is looming in the clouds and smoke.
Wen Tianchen licked his dry lips, and rushed into the Arakuru River with the remaining corpse-slaying monks and quasi-holy monks: "You guys go back and have a rest. I have to go to the palace to report to the king of the Arakuru River.
Things about Daoshan...are a bit tricky!"
The monks agreed and scattered around the Arakuru River. Only Wen Tianchen headed towards the palace in the Arakuru River.
He flew to the palace gate, stopped, and landed outside the gate.
Several saints guarding the door quickly raised their hands: "Palace Master Wen, why are you back so soon?"
"Something urgent happened. You go and inform the king. I need to go in and report something." Wen Tianchen said.
The saints nodded, one of them opened the door, rushed in, and disappeared deep into the corridor.
After a while, the time of burning incense had passed. When the saint came out again, he nodded and said: "The king is in the study, you can go in by yourself."
"Okay!" Wen Tianchen nodded heavily, walked quickly into the palace, and headed towards the study.
When they arrived outside the study, the maid at the door quickly saluted and opened the door.
Inside, there was a handsome young man in purple robe, holding a volume of ancient miscellaneous records in his hand, reading it carefully.
"King..." Wen Tianchen walked in and knelt on one knee on the ground.
The handsome young man in purple robe raised his head, glanced at Wen Tianchen, and asked: "How is the situation with Daoshan... going?"
"This... Daoshan is a bit tricky." Wen Tianchen smiled bitterly.
"Oh? Is the owner of that mountain really related to the person who destroyed Shenxu? Otherwise, why would you come back in such a hurry?" The handsome young man held his chin, thought for a while, and shouted to the maid at the door: "Go.
Inform the other six palace masters to enter the palace to discuss important matters!"
The maid agreed and left quickly.
Wen Tianchen was not in a hurry to tell what happened, but remained silent and waited for others to arrive.
Time passed bit by bit, and the tea on the tea cup beside the purple-robed young man was already a little cold, and then the sound of dense footsteps came from outside.
As the maid opened the door, six people walked in one after another. They glanced at the young man in purple robe, lowered their heads, saluted and asked: "I wonder what the king is so anxious to invite us to do?"
"Hey, Wen Tianchen, why are you back so soon? Didn't you go to Daoshan? Have you already taken over Daoshan, Tianting, and Datang?" asked one of the men with a black mole on his nose.
"Yes, logically speaking, if this matter is resolved, you will definitely stay in Daoshan and deal with some matters in Heaven and the Tang Dynasty. Could it be that something happened when you come back so soon?"
A group of people looked at each other.
Wen Tianchen, on the other hand, showed a bitter smile and told the whole story exactly as it happened...
After he finished speaking, a group of people all froze on the spot, looking at Wen Tianchen stupidly.
After a while, the man with the black mole finally spoke: "Wen Tianchen, are you telling the truth? This kind of thing is not a joke."
"That's right, four sword formations can kill a thousand saints. Even if the king himself takes action, it won't be able to achieve this level of effect, right?"
A group of people looked at the young man in purple robe on the desk.
The young man in purple robe did not show any pretensions and nodded: "Indeed, although I have initially felt the breath of the great road and reached the stage of half-step to the saint, it will take a lot of money to kill a thousand saints in an instant.
Use less effort, after all, these are saints, not a bunch of wooden frames standing around for you to slaughter."
"So... the strength of this master of Daoshan cannot be underestimated. No wonder he dares to touch these two fat pieces of heaven and the Tang Dynasty." The man with the black mole lost his voice.
"Everyone, how do you think this matter should be resolved?" the purple-robed young man asked.
"This... In my opinion, it is not just our Arakuru River that is taking action this time. Nanman Palace and Duanlong Mountain both have half-step holy beings. By then, the three families may unite to kill the master of this mountain.
"It's not impossible. But the price may be a bit high..." someone said.
"And since this person's methods are stronger than the king's, it proves that this person should also have the methods of a half-step saint. If it is a desperate fight, between the desperate fights... the half-step saint may fall..."
"King... think twice about this matter, otherwise if the one who dies in the end is..." The man with the black mole also spoke, but he didn't say the last sentence.
But everyone knows it well.
If the master of Daoshan risked his life to die with a half-step saint, then it would be okay if someone else died. If it was their king...
I'm afraid Arakurawa's status is not guaranteed.
"This matter is indeed difficult, but if we don't care, where is the majesty of Arakurawa? If everyone dares to reach out to the outside world to fight for support, and we sit back and do nothing, how can anything else get our turn?" Someone disagreed.
This matter is of great relevance.
If we give up, not only will Arakurawa lose some resources from the outside world, but even the majesty of Arakurawa will be severely damaged.
If they really did this, who would still fear them Arakurawa?
"Yes, we can't just forget about this matter. Even if he is a half-step saint, he is just one person. It is not impossible for the three saints to kill him. As long as he is careful,
Then there will be no situation where the half-step Holy Saint falls."
A group of people looked at the two people talking and fell into silence... It makes sense to say so. If Arakukawa is afraid, who will respect them in the future?
I'm afraid even that cat or dog would dare to step on me. Although I'm not afraid, if there are too many flies, it will be annoying, right?
"I think what you said is reasonable. The Arakuru River...can't watch Daoshan sit on the Heavenly Court and the Tang Dynasty, otherwise the majesty will be lost."
Even the young man in purple robe nodded heavily, which was regarded as acknowledgment of everyone's words.
Aragurukawa has never been afraid of anyone, even if the other party is a half-step saint, they will not back down.
The eyes of a group of people all showed cold expressions.
Only a Taoist in white clothes shook his head and sighed: "Wang... there is something that I don't know whether to say. Although it sounds a bit unbelievable, but... I went to confirm it and found that there is indeed something in it.
So many coincidences!”
"Something? Just tell me if you have anything to do, Taoist Baibao, your temper is really annoying, it belongs to my mother-in-law."