Many of the senior officials of Duanlongshan in the palace looked at Lu Feng stupidly. Among them, the old man in black robe couldn't help but asked: "Lu Feng, are you telling the truth? Are you sure you are not talking nonsense?"
"Yeah, this is too weird for you to think. Why do you say that the master of Nanman Palace, Man'er, is a half-step saint, and is as famous as the mountain master, but such a being was actually killed by someone with a sword?" Yinrou?
The man also looked suspicious.
Lu Feng couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said with a wry smile: "I'm full and have nothing to do, so why are you lying to you? If I lie to others, the mountain master will definitely not let me go. Am I willing to risk my life just to lie to someone?"
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"Don't talk about the Nanman Palace, I'm afraid that Huang Guchuan has known the news for a long time. After returning from Daoshan, he sent people directly to Daoshan to apologize. Many monks in the Saint City around Huangugu River may have seen this matter.
, you can send someone to check it out, don’t you know everything?”
When everyone heard this, they all looked at each other.
Lu Feng was right, he had no reason to risk his life and deceive them.
If you can be deceived, it's okay, but if you can't be deceived, it's a dead end.
Who would be so stupid as to lie to others and even risk their lives for Daoshan?
Thinking of this, they all swallowed subconsciously. Among them, the old man in black robe said: "If this is the case, I'm afraid it will be difficult..."
"Arakuruchuan sent someone to apologize. The master of the Nanman Palace was killed by the master of Daoshan. Now I am afraid that these two forces have surrendered to Daoshan. We don't need to plot against the outside world. Whether we can protect ourselves now is a matter of one
Question." said the feminine man.
"That's right... The master of this mountain, I'm afraid our next target is Duanlong Mountain."
Everyone looked at the mountain master ‘Xingzhu’. Xingzhu walked around twice, returned to his desk, and sat down on a stool.
The light and dark in his eyes were mixed, and finally turned into a dull sigh: "It seems... we at Duanlong Mountain have no choice. Considering the situation in Nanman Palace, if we stubbornly resist, we will only die."
"If... if I take refuge in Daoshan, what do you think?" He looked at the people below.
These people looked at each other and finally nodded: "There is no choice anymore. Otherwise, I am afraid that our Broken Dragon Mountain will cease to exist from now on."
With the wry smiles of the group of people, it seemed that some kind of agreement had been reached, and Xingzhu said: "Everyone, go and prepare. I will take you personally to apologize, and then... return to Daoshan. The current master of Daoshan should
We are still in the Nanman Palace, so we must get there before he sets off...otherwise..."
"yes!"
How could a group of people dare to delay? They quickly retreated and prepared their own preparations.
Someone prepares a gift, baby.
Some people gathered people, others prepared ceremonial guards.
The box is also necessary. It’s hard to tell if it’s inconvenient, but it must be done in a big way to let the other party know your sincerity.
It's best to make a fuss, otherwise if the other party feels that you are not sincere enough, it will be over.
For the sake of Duanlong Mountain, they have given up their dignity. Whenever they pass through Saint City along the way, they must spread their aura to let people know that they are coming.
On the way to Nanman Palace.
This is also a kind of sincerity in disguise.
A group of people gathered tens of thousands of saints, dragged a long queue, and quickly left for the Nanman Temple.
At this time, Wang Shuo, under the leadership of people from Nanman Palace, was traveling around the mountains and rivers, and took a look at the local customs and customs here.
As for going to conquer Duanlong Mountain, he was not in a hurry. For him, it didn't matter when he went. It was a rare pleasure and he didn't want to affect his mood.
Seven days passed during this kind of play.
Seven days later.
Outside the Nanman Palace, countless figures began to approach, densely packed and overwhelming.
And when all the breaths bloom, everyone is a saint.
Seeing this situation, the people from Nanman Palace quickly reported it to Man Yuan, who immediately came out with the saints from Nanman Palace.
But they are not afraid at all. Anyway, the ancestor of Qinglian is in the Nanman Palace. At this time, anyone who dares to come and cause trouble is seeking death.
It was not until countless masters from the Nanman Palace rushed out and guarded the entrance that the figure in the distance finally came closer.
Manyuan recognized at a glance that those overwhelming figures were people from Duanlong Mountain, and the leader was none other than Xing Zhu, the master of Duanlong Mountain.
Xing Zhu also came closer and took a look at the lineup of Nanman Palace and those supported by the senior officials. It was not Man'er, and Man'er was not in the team.
Moreover, the surrounding mountains, rivers and land are filled with a strong smell of blood, and are in ruins everywhere, obviously having experienced a war.
"It seems that what Lu Feng said is true. The master of Dao Mountain fought ten thousand saints with one person and killed half a holy barbarian... Fortunately, I reacted quickly and brought people here, otherwise I would have waited for that person
If you come to Broken Dragon Mountain in person, I'm afraid your end will not be much better than that of Barbarian."
Thinking of this, Xing Zhu hurriedly stepped forward and cupped his hands and said: "Xing Zhu, I am here to see the founder of Daoshan. Please let me know."
He thinks that his attitude is already very low. If it were normal, he would not even talk nonsense to these people and just rush in.
But now, he saluted and waited here, not daring to go beyond it.
Man Yuan waved his hand and said: "Go and report the ancestor of Qinglian to the Nanman Palace. I will take them there and wait."
"Yes!" The person next to him nodded, flew in, and informed the ancestor of Qinglian.
And Man Yuan said: "I am Lu Yuan, the newly appointed palace master. I am in charge of this place for the time being. I will take you into the Nanman Palace to wait for the ancestor. However, only ten people can enter, and the rest will stay outside to wait."
"Okay." Xing Zhu did not dare to object, and followed Man Yuan in with nine important senior officials around him.
Both parties left their saints behind, waiting quietly at the entrance.
Under the leadership of Man Yuan, we passed through a group of buildings.
A group of people came to the magnificent and luxurious hall, surrounded by many monks guarding them. When they saw Manyuan, they saluted: "Palace Master!"
"Well, has the ancestor of Qinglian arrived?" he asked.
"Not yet, the ancestor seems to have gone to Baiyuan Garden." The monk said.
"Okay, it's okay. Come in with me."
After saying that, he led a group of people into the main hall.
Afterwards, seats were arranged, tea was served, and a group of people waited here quietly.
Time passed bit by bit, and when it was almost dark, three streams of light flashed outside. Wang Shuo, led by two monks, walked into the main hall.
The monk next to him quickly shouted: "I have seen the ancestor of Qinglian."
That voice, not to mention how loud it was, was very energetic.
"Not bad." Wang Shuo patted the leading monk on the shoulder and walked in with a calm expression.
Disappeared in front of these monks.
These monks did not dare to show any slightness, and still stood upright, watching Wang Shuo enter the main hall.