After Zhu Yinuo left, the old Dragon King ordered Eunuch Yun to summon someone. In terms of status, the old eunuch was higher than this person, but the old eunuch knew this person's identity and was extremely respectful to him. Dressed in black, his body
Ruo Tongzi, wearing a crying mask on his face, followed the old eunuch silently towards the end of the old Dragon King's study.
The old eunuch opened the door for Lei Wusheng, and Lei Wusheng nodded slightly to him, and then went into the room. When Lei Wusheng entered, the old eunuch closed the door. At this time, a group of more than 20 people in blue clothes, like
The civet cats appeared outside the house silently at night. They lay half-crouched to prevent their shadows from penetrating the windows and shining into the house.
After entering the house with tears silently, the corners of Mask's mouth couldn't help but curl up, feeling a little helpless. He walked towards the old Dragon King and took off his mask, revealing a face that was no different from that of a child. Although his face was quite
She is young, but those eyes are really a pair of weather-beaten old eyes.
When Tears Silently arrived in front of the desk, the pen in the old Dragon King's hand stopped, he dried the ink on the paper, picked up the paper, and there was a poem on it.
"I was born among the beautiful trees in the forest, and what is the purpose of sailing against the current? I originally scattered the dragon to look at the nine states, why should I turn into a dragon and make enemies of thousands of people! Huang Ting listened to the arguments of the disciples, I hope my flowers bloom and fall a hundred reds. The common people seek to break the prison, and the world
There is no prisoner in this world! Guangji, what do you think of this poem?"
Hearing the old Dragon King read a poem, the man named Ye Guangji burst into silent tears and couldn't help but twitching from the corners of his eyes. How could he not remember this poem? Naturally, what he remembered was not this poem. In an instant, the tall figure of the man suddenly appeared.
If he appeared in front of his eyes, the man turned around and showed a warm smile.
Ye Guangji bit his lip and said: "If you can become a dragon to see the Nine Provinces, there is no need to turn into a dragon and take revenge on thousands of people."
The old Dragon King nodded, and then said: "There is no white and no prisoner in the world. It's a pity, it's a pity. This ambition is too ambitious. Even ancient wise kings like Yao, Shun, and Yutang cannot achieve it."
"The unity of heaven and earth is indeed unrealistic."
The old Dragon King looked at Ye Guangji. His eyes slowly changed, from smiling to kind, from kind to fierce. Ye Guangji met his eyes, but they showed no fear. After looking at each other for a long time, the Old Dragon King
He patted the armrest of the chair, laughed loudly, and then said: "Guangji, I have something to ask you. You can tell me or not."
Ye Guangji listened, and his response was simple. He threw the long black sword in his hand back, and the long black sword shot through the door panel of the house and was nailed straight into the trunk of the thick old man outside the house. Then Ye Guangji left
With a flick of his sleeve, a dark dagger with gold patterns slipped out of his sleeve. It was also thrown, this time it was not thrown backward, but directly onto the old Dragon King's desk.
The old Dragon King was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes calmed down. He took a few deep breaths and said, "Guangji, I want to ask you, what kind of place is Black Mountain?"
Hearing Heishan, Ye Guangji didn't look surprised at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Your Majesty, your mouth is dry. May I ask for a cup of tea?"
When the old Dragon King heard this, he laughed loudly, put down the paper in his hand, grabbed the dark dagger again, and walked over. When he walked to Ye Guangji's side, his hand loosened and the dark dagger fell to the ground. But it was not his intention.
Thinking about it, Ye Guangji didn't pick it up, and the dark dagger fell to the ground with a clang.
The corners of the Old Dragon King's mouth curled up slightly, and he sat down at the tea table. After a series of actions, the Old Dragon King moved a cup of hot tea that was 70% full in front of Ye Guangji, and then poured about 1/3 of it into a fair cup.
After all this was done, the old Dragon King picked up his cup and took a sip.
mouth.
The tea soup was hot to the mouth, but Ye Guangji drank it all in one gulp, poured himself a full cup, and drank it all again. After finishing the two cups of tea, Ye Guangji was silent for a while, and finally opened his mouth and said: "Heishan
This place is just like the immortal slaves of the immortals, so just don’t have too much contact with it.”
The old Dragon King had never seen such a character or a storm before. He laughed and asked, "Guangji, please tell me the reason and let me think about it."
Ye Guangji sighed and said: "I come from the Black Mountain, and that's why I own the Black Mountain Wind Crane. The people in the Black Mountain are all a group of monsters that are neither humans nor ghosts. Humans and monsters are not the same kind, and their minds are unpredictable.
.This is the only thing I can say. No matter how much you say, please don’t delve into it any further.”
The old Dragon King still had a smile on his face and continued to ask: "Then, where is the Immortal Slave?"
Hearing the fairy slave, Ye Guangji couldn't help but sneer and said: "I think the prince finally knew that Ye Guangji was indeed a little fairy slave. If it hadn't been for His Highness's intervention, how could I, a damned person, have survived until now.
Now that the prince has asked, it is up to Ye Guangji to tell the truth."
The His Highness mentioned by Ye Guangji and the His Highness mentioned by Lei Niu are not Zhu Jiannan. The person mentioned by Lei Niu is Zhu Jianying, but the person mentioned by Ye Guangji is the third brother of the old Dragon King.
Thinking of his third brother, the old Dragon King once again showed a look of guilt and regret on his old face.
Seeing the old Dragon King's expression, Ye Guangji was a little relieved, sighed, and finally decided to say everything that should be said and shouldn't be said.
"Everyone in the world thinks that there is only one immortal cultivator in a million, but in fact, as long as you are contaminated with immortality, you can become an immortal cultivator even if you don't have immortal roots. And the immortal slaves are a group of immortal cultivators without immortal roots."
The old Dragon King nodded and said: "Give the poor people a spear, and they can indeed go to the battlefield to fight."
Hearing the old Dragon King's analogy, Ye Guangji was even more helpless. Sure enough, the princes and generals were ruthless. Ye Guangji did not intend to delve into the old Dragon King's thoughts. He nodded and continued: "Those who took up weapons
The civilians have never received training in the military camp. On the battlefield, apart from being used as animals to haul supplies, they are also sent to the vanguard camp and die. The immortal cultivators are just such a group of earthly ants used by the immortals as livestock and cannon fodder.
."
"So, what did you get?"
Hearing the old prince ask this question, Ye Guangji also found it interesting, because the old dragon king had already said the answer, so he had to reorganize the old dragon king's words and said: "When civilians become soldiers, they have weapons and food to eat.
If you are lucky, you can become a corps commander or even a captain, or you can continue to climb up."
The old Dragon King pondered for a while, and it was true that among the ordinary people, their whole life was to eat well and wear warm clothes. If they had weapons, they would indeed be superior to others.
"The common people have weapons and have returned to their hometowns, where they can act arrogant and prosperous. But Your Majesty, Ye Guangji has offended you here. Your Majesty should not do it at all. He just wants to provoke the people of Black Mountain and the so-called Sword Sect of the world.
Immortal Ye Guangji boldly asked, who informed the prince about the Black Mountain matter and the Immortal Nu matter?"
Ye Guangji's eyes changed, and so did his aura. The old Dragon King looked at Ye Guangji's eyes and felt the aura emanating from the boy in black. The old Dragon King shuddered unconsciously. After all, he was an old man.
The Dragon King blinked, his expression returned, and he said seriously: "It's best that you don't know these things, Guangji."
Unexpectedly, Ye Guangji snorted coldly and said: "I think these cooperations are the result of the eldest son from the Immortal Gate Forbidden Mansion."
Did you start after you came back?"
The old Dragon King just picked up the tea cup. When he heard Ye Guangji's words, his hand couldn't help shaking, and a lot of tea soup was spilled.
"Come to think of it, until His Highness the Crown Prince passed away, I thought that the eldest son was driven crazy by Marquis Zhong Xi. My lord, Guang Ji really doesn't understand, what do you want from doing this?"
The old Dragon King put down the teacup, his eyes were cold, and he stared at Ye Guangji. In this way, the master and servant looked at each other coldly for a long time. In the end, Ye Guangji's eyes remained unchanged, but the old Dragon King laughed again.
After he stopped laughing, the old Dragon King's eyes became kind, and so did his voice. He said, "Guang Ji, you may not know how far you, as an elder brother, can go for the sake of brotherhood. Advice
What he did when he went to the Immortal Forbidden City was just to give his frail and sick brother a chance to live a few more years."
"Then, is it the eldest son's wish to eliminate the Mo family, or is it the prince's wish?"
The old Dragon King smiled slightly, but answered the question incorrectly, saying: "Guang Ji, Jian Nan is gone, and it is still unknown whether Thunder Niu will come back. The Blood Phoenix appears and disappears, and the loss of contact with the Mo family can be regarded as the loss of contact with You Lingxi.
I have a huge Yi Shuihan in Lincheng, and I am old and cannot control those warriors."
The meaning of the old Dragon King was very clear, but Ye Guangji seemed to directly ignore this paragraph and continued to ask: "So, in order to live longer, His Royal Highness finally chose to cooperate with the Huangmen? What the prince meant, but he wanted to borrow
Going through the Yellow Gate and having something to do with Black Mountain?"
The old Dragon King couldn't help but sigh. He held the teacup, hesitated for a few moments, and finally did not pick it up. His voice was slightly cold and he said: "Guangji, I know that you want to leave Lincheng with a smile, but now Lincheng
, can you still be cruel enough to leave in such a situation?"
"Then, please ask the prince to clear up Guangji's doubts."
Ye Guangji's eyes remained unchanged. No matter how the old Dragon King changed the subject, Ye Guangji finally refused to let go. The old Dragon King had no choice but to sigh and stood up. He paced back and forth in the room, and finally
He made a decision and said: "The Huangmen wants money, and my Zhu family can afford it. But if our Zhu family doesn't cooperate with the immortal slaves you call, then these immortal slaves will work with the big shots in Jingzhou to deal with it."
Zhu family."
Ye Guangji shook his head and sighed, and said in a regretful voice: "It's a pity, it's a pity, my lord, you are a human being in the world, but you don't know one thing. That is, even an immortal would not dare to set foot in Jingzhou. Will you still talk to those people?"
Xian Nu cooperates? Will you still agree to those people's conditions and use the Mo family as a sacrifice?"
The old Dragon King's eyes couldn't help but widen, and his pupils gradually dilated. Then the old Dragon King smiled, bitterly and sadly.
The old Dragon King stared at Ye Guangji, his voice trembling, and asked: "Guangji, are you serious about what you said?"
Ye Guangji sneered and nodded. Seeing Ye Guangji's answer, the old Dragon King's eyes began to become moist and red. At this moment, Ye Guangji actually felt that the old Dragon King was a little pitiful, but his voice was
Calmingly, he said: "There is a big shot in Jingzhou who has been guarding Daye for eight hundred years. I am afraid that no one else in Jingzhou knows about this except the current sage."
With a "pop" sound, the old Dragon King slapped himself in the face. Tears finally flowed out of his eyes, and he said sadly: "After all, it's my damn old guy who is making random guesses..."
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"Your Majesty, many things can be explained clearly face to face with a glass of wine. I have taken over the burden of Yi Shuihan."