Just when Ren Dejing, the king of Xiping Mansion, started to think carefully about how to recruit his subordinates and increase his power, Feng Zhou took only A'Zhu and entered Xiping Mansion and walked towards Shenlong Temple.
As for Ah Zi, Feng Zhou found an excuse to let other disciples of the Ice Lotus Sect take care of her and stay in Hongsi Castle.
Neither of them rode horses, because the distance was nothing to them.
Shenlong Temple is located on Shenlong Street in Xiping Prefecture, covering a vast area.
Although he came to kill the Great Witch King, he had never been here in his previous life. Now, with a beautiful woman accompanying him, it is also a pleasure to visit the sights of the barbaric country. After all, practicing every day is still very boring.
Shenlong Street is the most prosperous street in Xiping Prefecture, with dense crowds. Shenlong Temple is located on Shenlong Street. It covers a vast area and has many palaces and pavilions, including front and back halls.
At the gate of the front hall, there is an endless stream of tourists, and there are also many believers who come to worship.
"Although the Great Witch King is a living person, he has a long life and often shows his skills, so the people of Xiping Mansion are very respectful to the Great Witch King." A'Zhu introduced. The two handsome men and beautiful women are a perfect match, so they attract everyone's attention.
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Feng Zhou raised his head and looked toward the sky in the apse.
In A'Zhu's view, this is a luxurious temple. Standing in the front hall, one can see the gloomy back hall, pavilions, and various gate towers. But in Feng Zhou's eyes, the back hall is shrouded in darkness.
In a huge cloud.
There is a deep ghostly atmosphere in the clouds and mist.
It was as if the person living in the apse was not a living wizard king, but a ghost king.
"Brother Feng, it is said that the Great Witch King Hong Zhongjue has been staying at the Shenlong Temple for fifty years. He is regarded as an auspicious person. Therefore, there is an endless stream of tourists who want to worship him. However, only a few lucky people can see him.
Him." A'Zhu whispered.
"Is it true that lucky people are all born into noble families and have encountered any troubles before?" Feng Zhou chuckled.
This kind of routine, I didn’t expect that the Great Witch King who lived for 200 years would also engage in this trick.
"Sir, please don't say disrespectful words to the Great Witch King in this sacred place." A man's voice came.
Feng Zhou and A'Zhu turned around and saw a man and a woman walking from the entrance of the courtyard.
The man is slightly younger, muscular and has short hair and a beard, while the woman is dressed in white and is quite beautiful.
Feng Zhou smiled and said nothing.
A'Zhu didn't speak either.
On the other hand, the man glanced at A'Zhu, looked at Feng Zhou, and took the initiative to say hello: "This gentleman of my sword is rich and handsome, with a jade tree facing the wind. I suddenly felt a sense of admiration. I couldn't help but come over to talk. Please forgive me if I offend you."
Feng Zhou smiled slightly and said: "No problem!"
The man smiled and said: "Liang Yi is buried in Xia. He is a Han Chinese who has lived in Daxia for a long time. May I ask your surname, sir?"
Feng Zhou said calmly: "Feng Zhou."
He glanced at Liang Yimi and asked, "Did Brother Liang come to the back hall just now?"
"Yes, we are from Xiazhou. We heard that the Shenlong Temple is very powerful and that the Great Witch King is the auspicious god of the country, so we came here to visit. Unfortunately, the back hall was suddenly closed today. It is said that the Great Witch King decreed that the back hall should be closed.
We had to come back to hold some large-scale religious ceremony and greet the guests," Liang Yimian said with a smile.
Liang Yimian said, looked at Feng Zhou and said: "Brother Feng also wants to visit the back hall, right? The doors are closed, so why not go out together? I fell in love with brother Feng at first sight and wanted to be a host. It is said that there is a family to the east when I go out.
The restaurant tastes good, how about it if it’s not Brother Feng’s choice?
"No need, they are greeting me." Feng Zhou showed a meaningful smile and took a look inside. Then he turned to Liang Yi and said, "If we are destined, I will meet Brother Liang soon."
After saying that, Feng Zhou put his hands behind his back and continued walking towards the back hall.
A'Zhu also hurriedly followed.
Only Liang Yi and Mi were left standing where they were.
"Is that guy a fool? I told him that the door was closed inside, why did he still go in? Why did he come to greet him? Doesn't he think he is some big shot?" The woman next to Liang Yimi sneered.
Liang Yimian did not speak.
He is a confidant of King Ren Dejing of Chu. This time he came in person just to meet him face to face.
In order to be realistic, he even recruited one of his concubines to act with him.
Of course, the concubine didn't know that she was just acting.
He and Feng Zhouyan laughed, thinking that if this Feng Zhou really went to dinner with him, he would be just an ordinary person.
If you go inside, you must have real skills.
But Feng Zhou's look made his heart tremble.
He had seen Ren Dejing's heroic eyes as the king of Chu, and he had seen Xiang Feilong's brave eyes as a warrior.
When the two of them make that look, they each have their own differences, but when they both look at each other, it should make people crazy.
But he didn't have the indifference and coldness of Feng Zhou.
It is a kind of sight that looks across all dissatisfaction, and it is the indifference of the common people in the desert.
How many people have to kill to have this look?
Feng Zhou took A'Zhu and walked towards the back hall step by step.
The closer we got to the apse, the fog around us unknowingly became thicker. Surrounded by vegetation and bamboo groves, it was like a big garden. At the end, the surroundings were silent, without a trace of sound. Even the chirping of birds and insects disappeared, leaving only
The pavilions and palaces in the clouds and mist seem to be far away in the horizon, and they seem to be just a few steps away.
A'Zhu felt a coldness creeping into his body, and immediately shuddered, and couldn't help but lean closer to Feng Zhou.
Feng Zhou stood in front of the door of the apse with his hands behind his back, and suddenly shouted:
"Feng Zhou came to pay a visit to the Great Witch King."
His voice was very calm, but after he spoke it, there was an explosive feeling.
This feeling is not the sound, but the heart.
Following his words, the clouds and mist in front of his eyes suddenly disappeared, as if the clouds were really clearing and the sun was revealed.
In an instant, the sun shone brightly, revealing the true face of the Witch King's back hall.
"Squeak."
The wooden door opens.
A group of people rushed out, led by five imposing middle-aged men. One of them walked in the front. He walked up to Feng Zhou and bowed and saluted: "Shenlong Guanjian Temple, the Great Witch King's attendants rushed to greet him.
Feng Dao Dajia."
His voice was strong and powerful, and his attitude was very respectful, as if Feng Zhou was really a distinguished guest. He had completely forgotten that Feng Zhou killed the disciples of the Great Witch King without hiding his iron spear.
"We know the meaning of the Master's visit. The Great Witch King is very happy and willing to help the master explain his doubts. Please come in." After saying that, he made a welcoming gesture, and the others behind him also dispersed respectfully.
Come on, make way for a passage leading directly into the company.
Feng Zhou looked at the deep gate of the shrine and showed a meaningful smile.
"good."
Under the respectful gazes of everyone, Feng Zhou walked leisurely into the gate of the back hall of Shenlong Temple with his hands behind his back.
Seeing this, Ao Daochong couldn't help but a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, but when he raised his head, the hint of joy had been covered up.
"Master Feng, this is where our Great Witch King lives."
Under the guidance of Ao Daochong, Feng Zhou led A'Zhu all the way.
With his presence today, the back hall was really quiet and quiet, as if they were the only ones there.
But how could Feng Zhou not see that there were many warlocks lurking in many corners of the courtyard. Their positions were very exquisite, as if they formed a huge formation, which was even more powerful than the back hall of Shenlong Temple.
Of course, this kind of thing cannot block Feng Zhou's consciousness at all, even A'Zhu can detect it.
But Feng Zhou didn't care, and A'Zhu naturally followed him and rushed to the entrance of a shrine with him.
This shrine is actually a palace. It seems to be taller and more majestic than other buildings, and there is a vague domineering power that devours everything.
"Master Feng, the Great Witch King is waiting for you inside."
He bowed and saluted.
Looking at the hall leading to this palace, Feng Zhou still kept a faint smile. He looked back at A'Zhu, reached out and patted the back of her hand, and said with a smile: "You wait here, I will come back as soon as I go."