"Feng Taoist!" Xiaoqing's face changed when he heard this, and he opened his mouth and shouted.
But it was already too late. He Shilie squinted his eyes slightly, looked Feng Zhou up and down, and said displeasedly:
"Where do you come from, little Taoist priest? Do you have the right to speak here?"
In his opinion, no matter who he is, as long as he sees his method of controlling flames, he should be scared to death and become as cowardly as a dog. But instead of being afraid, this handsome little Taoist priest stood up and stood up.
Apart from not being afraid of death, there really is nothing to explain it.
"You, a little Taoist boy, actually want to be a hero and save the beauty? Are you tempted by ordinary people? Not to mention whether you are so capable!"
He Shilie said with a sneer.
"Pindao once served in the Taiyi Palace of the Song Dynasty, and had a close relationship with Yu Zhenzi, the host. The current emperor also met me. Moreover, Miss Xiaoqing and I met in officialdom. It can be said that the Lin'an area is considered Pindao's territory.
Do you think I am qualified to take care of this matter?"
"Are you the Taoist priest of Taiyi Palace?"
He Shilie and Hu La are both laughing and crying.
This was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard in his life.
As a royal servant of the Kingdom of Jin, he is a master of sea-consciousness techniques during the Qi Refining Period. He has been traveling in the north for many years. Not to mention a mere Taoist priest of Taiyi Palace, even the Emperor of the Song Dynasty is here, so what is there to fear?
You must know that after the Shaoxing Peace Conference, the Song Dynasty paid tribute to the Jin Dynasty and declared itself a minister. Any envoy from the Jin Kingdom who came to the Song Dynasty would be arrogant. Even the emperor would not dare to be arrogant. What's more, the two of them started as envoys from the Jin Kingdom.
?
"Are you an idiot?"
Xiaoqing glared at Feng Zhou.
Even though she is a demon, she still knows why Jin is strong and Song is weak, and she also knows how arrogant the people of Jin are.
Feng Zhou wanted to use his position as emperor of the Song Dynasty to suppress the other party, which was simply ridiculous.
What's more, the other party is just a little Taoist priest, and he still places orders.
"This... is really true." He Shilie shook his head in a funny manner.
This little Taoist priest spoke with great energy, with a calm expression and an arrogant tone. He thought he really had some background, but he didn't expect that he was just a bumpkin from Lin'an. He thought that with his father's identity, he could intimidate the mighty Emperor of Jin to worship him?
"Forget it, forget it. For the sake of the Emperor of Song, get out of here."
He Shilie waved his hand wildly, like swatting away a fly.
Although he didn't take anyone he sent away seriously, he didn't want to cause trouble. If he killed the little Taoist priest on the spot, it would be inappropriate if it would cause a dispute and get involved in the emperor's ears.
"Master Feng Dao, they are from the Jin Kingdom and have powerful magic. You are no match for them." Xiao Qing quickly pulled his hand and said anxiously.
In her opinion, the fire control technique He Shi Lie Hu La had just performed was extremely powerful. Master Feng knew he was invincible, so he had to use royal pressure to suppress them. However, he did not know the origins of these people. If
If you underestimate the enemy, I'm afraid you will be knocked down like Jigong.
If he died here, wouldn't it be his Xiaoqing's fault?
"Okay, based on your words, I will spare your life." Unexpectedly, Feng Zhou nodded matter-of-factly.
"You!" He Shilie's eyes widened.
He has never seen such a disrespectful person.
"Little Taoist priest, I don't have time to argue with you." He Shilie said in a conspiratorial tone: "If you really don't want to leave, I won't kill you. I'll just take you back to Daxing Mansion in Zhongjing.
I’m afraid you’ll never see the West Lake again in your life.”
"Take me away?"
Feng Zhou suddenly laughed out loud.
"You just rely on your three-legged cat spell? You have to recite the spell three times in a row for a fire control spell. You can cast it or not, and you dare to speak so brazenly in front of me?"
"Who are you?"
As soon as he said this, He Shilie Hu La's expression completely changed.
Tang Kuowu couldn't help but stare at Feng Zhou.
Knowing the art of controlling fire and the process of casting spells, it is obvious that this little Taoist priest is definitely not a little Taoist boy who only knows how to chant sutras, but a master who is proficient in spells.
"I have also heard of the Southern Jingming Tao, which is a master of magic. The Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain has been highly respected by the royal family. Could it be that you, a little Taoist, are also a magician?
He Shilie frowned slightly and glanced at Feng Zhou up and down, seeing that except for his fairer skin, there was no trace of any trace of internal energy or magic cultivation in his body.
"Is he a hidden master? But if that's true, how could he be so young? But no matter what, don't underestimate him."
He Shilie and Hu La silently made a judgment, and the vigilance in his heart skyrocketed.
"Who am I?" Feng Zhou tilted his head, glanced at Xiao Qing, and said with a smile: "Didn't I tell you before? My name is Feng Zhou, and I am an old acquaintance of this girl Xiao Qing..."
"That's right." Feng Zhou suddenly clapped his hands and said, "More than three months ago, Pindao killed a sea python in the East China Sea."
Speaking of this, Feng Zhou looked at everyone with a half-smile.
"Beheaded a sea python?"
The two were stunned for a moment, then came to their senses.
Is he the Taoist Priest Feng Zhou who solved the capsizing case of the ship with thousands of materials in the East China Sea, killed the giant python with his sword, caused a sensation in the Song Dynasty court, and refused the title of "National Master of the Song Dynasty" given by the emperor?
It turns out that the person in front of me is that character.
"It turns out that you little Taoist priest is the one who almost became the 'Master of the Song Dynasty'! Do you know that I am from the Kingdom of Jin, and your Song Dynasty professed its vassalage to the Jin Dynasty." He Shilie said with a sneer.
Tang Kuowu also interjected: "Don't say he is not the Imperial Preceptor of the Song Dynasty, so what if he is really the Imperial Preceptor of the Song Dynasty? He is here alone, are we afraid of him?"
"The worst he can do is leave, and he still dares to chase him to Zhongjing?"
But despite saying this, Tang Kuowu still looked at Feng Zhou with a trace of fear in his eyes.
Not only him, He Shilie and Hu La were also a little afraid.
As the saying goes, a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake. He Shilie, Hu La and others may not write to the emperor and ministers who have sent them, but they dare not underestimate the people below.
As people who have climbed from the bottom to the top step by step, they know deeply that the king of hell is easy to trick and the devil is difficult to deal with.
Of course, I don't want to be an enemy of such a local snake.
"But how old is he? Twenty or not, and he can actually kill a giant python with a sword? Isn't the rumor wrong?"
He Shilie Hu La sighed in his heart.
"Grand Master of the Song Dynasty? Didn't you fail to become one?"
Xiao Qing glanced at Feng Zhou, feeling slightly surprised.
Obviously, when Feng Zhou's identity was exposed, even the worshipers of the Jin Kingdom like He Shilie and Hu La were afraid.
"Although I didn't ask for that title, it doesn't mean that I don't have the strength." Feng Zhou shrugged. After he finished speaking, he continued: "Now that you know my identity, why don't you come here and kneel down to beg for mercy!"
"Zhu Zi is too presumptuous!"
He Shilie Hu La was immediately furious!
"I serve the royal family of the Kingdom of Jin. Not to mention you, a little Taoist priest, even if the Emperor of the Song Dynasty is here, I don't dare to say anything!"
"Besides, if we really get into a fight, believe it or not, I will burn you to ashes right now!"
After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand fiercely and activated the magic formula.
A huge flame appeared out of thin air in the palm of his hand, and the red flames burned blazingly, roasting the people around him until they became weak and brown.
He Shilie Hu La holds the flame in his hand, just like Zhu Rong who controls the heavenly fire!
He sneered proudly and said: "My family has relied on this fire control technique and has been rampant in the world for thirty years. I don't know how many desperadoes have been burned to death. Do you want to come and taste my divine fire?"
Before Feng Zhou could speak, Xiao Qing had come to his senses and said coldly: "How powerful is your ability to control fire? Brother Feng is a descendant of the Shenxiao Sect, and he can turn his hands into thunder!"
"What? Raise your hands to create thunder?"
He Shilie's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but look at Feng Zhou, but saw that the other person's hands were hanging down, looking at him with a half-smile, not caring about the flames in his hands at all.
The distance between the two is more than ten feet. If the other party can really raise his hand to make thunder, wouldn't he have been hit by the thunder before he took action?
"Oops! Should I attack? Or should I not attack?"
At this time, He Shilie looked at the flame in his hand and couldn't help but feel that he was in a dilemma. He was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do!