This problem is obvious, but it is dark under the lamp. The more conspicuous it is, the easier it is to be ignored. Not many monks in the world can think of this doubt.
The Nine-Ming King thought and shook his head secretly: There are great secrets hidden in this world.
She suddenly felt something in her heart, and looked at somewhere on the Linghe River. A splash of water rose up, and a group of bubbles appeared. There seemed to be a "ghost" in it. The bubbles burst, and the ghost came ashore to greet the Nine-Ming King.
: "Hello, Your Highness!"
"Long time no see."
"Is everything ready?"
The King of Nine Lives said: "There is something that requires your help." She briefly explained the matter, and Ghost frowned: "What does Your Highness want from us?"
The Nine Fate King smiled: "You understand, our Barbarian Demon Department needs your technique of pulling stars through the void and positioning them."
Ghost shook his head and said: "Your Highness's request is too much. This secret technique is the foundation of our cooperation. How can we tell such secrets to each other before we come here?"
The King of Nine Lives said: "With the art of positioning stars, we, the Barbarian Demon Division, can open the door to the void in the new world of destruction. Our emperor has the opportunity to become an ascendant. For you, the forces supporting you on the east coast
The stronger you are, the smoother your progress will be in the future.
This is a mutually beneficial move, why can’t you trust our Barbarian Demon Tribe?”
Ghost still shook his head: "This matter is very important and must not be done."
"Our tribe of barbarian demons has been oppressed by our fellow tribesmen and humans for generations. Cooperating with you is the best choice for the rise of our tribe. Please believe that we will never betray our trust."
Ghost sighed: "I can convey His Highness's request on your behalf. This matter cannot be decided by me alone."
"Senior Zhenguo still can't decide on his own?"
Ghost smiled and said: "Your Highness, Senior Zhenguo is a supreme existence on your east coast, but on our west coast... it is a notch lower. This matter requires at least the consent of an ascended powerhouse."
The Nine-Ming King thought for a while and reluctantly said: "Okay, please tell the ascended powerhouse that we have no other intentions. If you can't believe it, we can make some guarantees."
"Okay." Ghost agreed, turned around and dived into the Linghe River, turning into a bubble and remaining silent.
A wisp of the demon soul of the Nine-Life King flickered and disappeared like extinguished fireworks.
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In the palace, the Nine-Life King pondered, stretched out his hand, lit up a bone charm with the same sound, and reported to the Demon Emperor of the Barbarian Demon Department: "My sister thinks that we cannot place all our hopes on the people of the West Bank."
The voice of the Demon King of the Barbarian Demon Division came: "What do you think?"
After the Nine Lives King said this, the Demon King of the Barbarian Demon Department asked: "Do you know how much risk there is in this? Do you know that if you propose such a method, if she dies, the biggest profiteer... is you
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The Nine-Ming King immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, you must understand that my sister has absolutely no such intention."
The Demon King said calmly: "Just do it."
"yes!"
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Song Zheng received the news. It was from Duke Hui Yi: "Tomorrow, you will take care of the peak ancestor of the Barbarian Demon Tribe."
Song Zheng asked: "Is there anyone else around you?"
"Only me."
Song Zhengdao: "There are no others around, so that kid can speak directly. Who do the Barbarian Monsters think they are? Why do you want me to cooperate?" Hui Yi was fair and calm: "Young man, maybe he shouldn't be so big. Don't ask.
Who did the Barbarian Demon Department send this time?"
Song Zheng was just about to say, "Who cares who he is?" when he suddenly realized something and felt something was wrong.
Seeing his hesitation, Hui Yigong said with a smile: "Look, you are also guilty..."
Song Zheng defended: "What am I guilty of?"
"You guessed right, they sent the imperial daughter Yan Zhen." Hui Yi Gong said: "Please take good care of her. If you really can't live with her, you have to accept a good relationship."
Song Zheng said: "Senior, do you have any misunderstandings about my character?"
"There is no misunderstanding." Hui Yigong denied it, and then said: "Now is different from the past. If the two clans can marry, it will be a good story. It will also be a huge boost to the general trend of the union of the two clans..."
"Don't let her come!" Song Zheng jumped: "I don't care, I won't respond! Her death is none of my business."
"Well, it's okay for young people to have low reputation, but..." Hui Yi Gong said earnestly, as if he had never been a moon elder in his life, and he suddenly became interested.
Song Zheng cut off the contact with a click. Hui Yigong shouted twice, but there was still no response from the other side. He was annoyed: "You brat, you are willful!"
After Hui Yi Gong contacted Song Zheng, a news began to circulate secretly in the base camp: Princess Yan is really the first heir to the Demon Emperor of the Barbarian Demon Department, but if she dies in the new world of destruction, then the Nine-Ming King will
Will carry over and become the first heir.
The Nine-Ming King was secretly angry, but he did not dare to continue to force Yan Zhen and Song Zheng, so he announced the cancellation of the plan that night.
Princess Yan Zhen had already arrived at the base camp. After hearing this decision, she remained calm but secretly sneered in her heart.
The Nine-Ming King ordered someone to deliver the order: "Your Majesty, please come back."
Yan Zhen nodded and drifted away. She passed through the Hongwu Celestial Dynasty - now that the two races are united, the demon race enters the human race country, and the human race enters the demon race territory and is no longer hunted down as before, but the hatred between the people is not the same.
It dissipates so easily, so the princess Yan Zhen also spends the day and night.
She came to the border of Jiangnan and checked into an inn. At night, someone came to visit and knocked on the door gently. Princess Yan Zhen was not surprised. When she opened the door, the exceptionally tall and fit Jiao Meiye stood at her door and said to her
Smiling slightly: "Your Highness, long time no see."
Princess Yan Zhen manifested a piece of golden text in front of her: "Congratulations, you have been promoted to the state."
Jiao Meiye walked into the room and sat down: "Without the resources secretly supported by His Highness and Master Song, I would not have become a strong man in the country so quickly."
She paused, looked into Yan Zhen's eyes, and said sincerely: "His Highness has suffered. It is unfair for them to treat His Highness like this."
Princess Yan Zhen sneered and manifested words: "Let's discuss the big plan."
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Song Zheng suddenly realized something: if Hui Yigong and others knew about the secret plan between himself and the imperial daughter Yan Zhen, I am afraid that he would be even more convinced that there was no confusion between him and Yan Zhen.
He smiled bitterly and went out. A cloud of faith had gathered above the three cities, glowing faintly with golden light, blocking the dark sun, making the three cities look prosperous, completely different from the destruction and decline in the wasteland.
High Priest Anhe had been waiting outside his door and came up to him and asked, "Sir, what are your orders?"
Song Zheng said: "I want to go out, don't alert anyone. If you have any questions, please contact me at any time through the homophonic bone talisman."
"As commanded."
Song Zheng took a step forward, opened the void and walked through. A moment later, he stood outside the Devouring Land. After hesitating, he walked in. Three hours later, he appeared under the Gate of the Void.
At just the right time, Xiao Sanshan walked out. Song Zheng picked him up and said, "Follow me."
When he arrived here, Xiao Sanshan was also a little nervous and a little less calm: "Okay." He guessed that Song Zheng was "protecting" himself. Song Zheng controlled the speed, neither too fast nor too slow, and slowly walked out of the devouring place.
He exhaled a breath: "It's okay."
Xiao Sanshan's expression relaxed: "Thank you."
"If you want to go back, remember to inform me. I will take you there."
Xiao Sanshan nodded. He didn't ask much about the secret of the Devouring Land. He knew that this was Song Zheng's bargaining chip. Without this secret in hand, he would not be able to fight against those senior governors.
Song Zheng casually opened a map of light in front of him and pointed at three light spots that were very close to each other: "This is my three cities of Idapos, and this is my city of Montesilos - they are hurrying to move here."
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Then, he pointed to the nearest light spots: "These are all pure cities." Around these light spots, there were dozens of dimmer light spots walking around: "These are all pure cities."
A city where clean people and dirty people live together.
The power of these cities is weak and it is easier to develop believers.
In fact, the power level of this world is indeed very low. Even in those purely pure cities, their chief priests are only at the level of Tianzun.
In a pure city with a population of more than 100,000, I guess the level of the chief priest should be that of the ancestors. If it were a simple battle, they would be vulnerable to us."
Xiao Sanshan nodded: "I understand what you mean, but our goal is to first believe, and preaching is not a simple battle."
"Battles can be called miracles, but to win over believers, you can't just rely on showing miracles." Song Zheng said about his previous experience: "I suggest you start with these ordinary cities, they survive in the wasteland.
They are under great pressure and are more likely to accept new gods who can protect them."
Xiao Sanshan looked at the map and chose a small town farthest from Idapos: "I want to start from here."
Song Zheng was satisfied: "I'll send you there."
The distance of tens of thousands of miles is only the time for a cup of tea when traveling through the void. Song Zheng stepped out of the void and sent Xiao Sanshan to the place where they could see the small building more than ten miles away from the sky.
City.
In the world of Hongwu, any county seat in the lower county would be wider and taller than it, but in the wasteland, such a city was already a symbol of "big power".
Xiao Sanshan walked over, waved to Song Zheng and said, "I will do the rest myself."
Song Zheng smiled and said, "Okay, if you have any questions, please contact me anytime." Xiao Sanshan is a disciple of Ku Rong Ye Ye, and he may know more about the gods than Song Zheng.