Yu Xian sat in his tent, pondering over the cultivation method of the wood attribute element bit by bit.
He had already memorized Chong Xuanzi's Taoist experience, but unfortunately without follow-up guidance, it was difficult for him to continue to improve.
Now that he is about to meet Chongxuanzi, Yu Xian can sort out what he has learned these days.
Asking for advice later can also help you get to the right point.
While I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard Wu Yi outside the tent asking to see him.
Yu Xian called people up, but he saw Wu Yi hesitating with an uneasy look on his face, "National Preceptor, I just saw the soldiers and horses from the camp returning one after another."
"Huh?" Yu Xian gestured with his eyes, asking Wu Yi to continue.
Wu Yi said uncertainly, "I think the morale of the army is low. The soldiers don't dare to speak loudly. It seems that they have been defeated."
"Yeah." Yu Xian nodded, as he expected.
Yu Xian had already figured out how many people there were in the Yizhou Army, and there was no one among them who could compare with Pound.
The Jiange Road is extremely dangerous, and one man can guard it against ten thousand others.
Even if the Yizhou Army has a numerical advantage, I'm afraid it won't be of much use.
Yu Xian looked at Wu Yi and said, "It's just a small setback. It won't hurt your muscles and bones in the future. You don't have to be so panicked."
Wu Yi quickly shook his head and said, "National Master. I'm not worried about this. This time Zhou Mu went out personally, and he came back in disgrace in just one day. With what he has done these days, I'm afraid he will vent his anger on others.
.The national adviser openly refused to send troops to help before, fearing that he would become suspicious."
When Yu Xian heard what Wu Yi said about Liu Yan, he knew that Liu Yan had wanted to snatch his sister, which completely angered Wu Yi.
Now he is thinking a little about himself.
Yu Xian smiled and said, "If you are afraid of such villains and are willing to drive them, what is the use of my practice? As long as Liu Yan doesn't give an explanation, I will not take action not only today, but also tomorrow."
Yu Xian felt very confident.
His importance in Liu Yan's army is entirely due to his special status as a national advisor.
For a young Taoist disciple like him, who was leading ghost soldiers who were just starting out, I'm afraid he was not in Liu Yan's eyes in the first place.
Wu Yi glanced at Yu Xian with admiration and said, "The Imperial Master is indeed a great scholar."
so so.
Yu Xian is calm.
At this moment, a burst of black smoke suddenly appeared in front of Yu Xian, and a delicate word appeared in front of him, "Welcome."
Um?
Yu Xian was startled.
Yu Xian is used to this familiar way, but what does Gui Ji mean?
Yu Xian thought for a moment and told Wu Yi, "Go to the camp gate to see if there are any guests coming."
Not long after Wu Yi left, he brought in a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe.
In this life, I am fair and fat, and my clothes look quite tight.
He had a smile on his face, like a well-oiled worldly wealthy businessman.
Yu Xian did not dare to look down upon him.
How can Gui Ji Wuyan be an ordinary person to take the initiative to remind her to welcome guests?
He stood up from the table and asked politely, "Who do you respect? What is your relationship with my elders?"
The fat, fair middle-aged man was not restrained at all. He waved his hands with a smile and said, "Hey, my nephew doesn't have to be so outspoken. Well, I don't know if my little sister has mentioned it to you before. Well, I am the most popular person in the Wu family."
The useless ghost king of Nanchuan."
When Yu Xian heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked.
The Ghost King of Nanchuan is one of the ten ghost kings in Sichuan. From what he sounds like, he is the brother of Ghost Girl Wu Yan.
The ghost kings of the ten places not only have their own tribes, but their strength is unpredictable. This background is not small.
Yu Xian quickly bowed and said, "It turns out he is the elder brother of my sect's elder, but he doesn't dare to be called a good nephew. I would like to ask my senior to sit down."
The Ghost King of Nanchuan shook his head and said carelessly, "You are a disciple of the Taoist sect, and you have no seniority with me. I heard that you learned a few tricks from Madam White Bone, so it is appropriate to call you my nephew."
Seeing that Yu Xian still had concerns, Nanchuan Ghost King squeezed out a smile on his oily face and said, "As long as there is good wine and good meat on the table, what can these false politenesses do to you?"
Seeing the Nanchuan Ghost King free and easy, Yu Xian felt much more relaxed and immediately smiled.
"It's time to prepare a welcome dinner for seniors."
After saying this, Yu Xian asked Wu Yi to retreat, and then organized a banquet in the tent to welcome the ghost king of Nanshan.
The Nanshan Ghost King was polite to Yu Xian at first, but as soon as the food was served, his eyes gleamed.
Yu Xian glanced at Nanshan Ghost King in surprise.
The food in the army seems to be rich in large portions. No matter how exquisite it is, it should be looked down upon by the ghost king of Nanshan.
Now that only a few plates of vegetables were served, Nanshan Ghost King was salivating.
As for...
Yu Xian was cursing, when suddenly a little ghost couldn't help but emerge from the Niwan Palace of Nanshan Ghost King.
This kid's eyes were full of greed and he sniffed the food desperately.
The Ghost King of Nanchuan finally ignored his restraint and shouted, "I can't bear it anymore." He flicked his sleeves, brought the plate over, and took the food into his mouth.
The little devil's mouth was dripping with greed, and he lay next to the food and sniffed hard.
Yu Xian felt strange and had a guess.
This Nanchuan Ghost King must have made a contract with a hungry ghost.
The ghost king of Baishi Mountain is a stingy ghost, and the ghost king of Nanchuan is a hungry ghost... The ghost kings of the ten places in Sichuan have some strange ideas.
The Ghost King of Nanchuan kept eating until his belly was as big as a drum and he couldn't hold any more food. Then he collapsed on the mat, stretched out his belly comfortably, and said with satisfaction, "My dear nephew..."
Before he finished speaking, he let out a long burp.
Yu Xian quickly brought up the topic, "Senior, I'm here this time, but do you have any instructions?"
After hearing this, Nanchuan Ghost King said carelessly, "It's nothing. I just heard from my sister that a good junior is working for her recently, so she asked me to come and see you."
Hearing this, Yu Xian became even more confused.
What's so good about me? I have to work for a ghost king.
Just when he didn't know how to answer the call, Wu Yi asked to see him outside the tent.
When he was called in and asked, Wu Yi said in a panic, "National Master, a brother told me that after Zhou Mu returned to his account, he became furious. I also heard that there was a banquet here, and I was very unhappy."
Yu Xian was a little surprised. Wu Yi had many eyes and ears in the Yizhou army.
Yu Xian sneered and replied, "He himself lost the battle, who is to blame? I am entertaining the elders here, why should I look at his face?"
After saying that, he glanced at Nanchuan Ghost King.
The Ghost King of Nanchuan perked up after hearing this. He slapped Xi An with his fat palm and shouted, "Well said, I've long said that bastard is not good! How dare you let my girl be a little girl? What the hell?!"
The Ghost King of Nanchuan cursed, and Wu Yi on the side felt the same and nodded vigorously.
At this time, suddenly someone outside the tent asked to see him.
"Taoist priest, the state pastor has asked you to go to the big tent to discuss matters. He said it is extremely important."
Yu Xian refused without hesitation, "Tell Zhou Mu that I am tired."
Hearing this, the Ghost King of Nanchuan became more and more pleased with Yu Xian.
At this moment, a black smoke rose out of the air and condensed into a word in the air, "Go!"
Damn it!
Yu Xian thought quickly and decided to let Nanchuan Ghost King take the blame.
When he turned around, he saw the Ghost King of Nanchuan lying on his back on the mat, fast asleep, and snoring evenly from his mouth.
"King of ghosts, king of ghosts."
Yu Xian pushed hard.
The Nanchuan Ghost King followed Yu Xian's push, and the fat all over his body swayed regularly.
"King of ghosts, king of ghosts."
Yu Xian persevered.
After two more pushes, the sleeping Ghost King of Nanchuan suddenly showed a look of pain on his face, opened his mouth and coughed, and faint blood sprayed out.
Yu Xian was shocked.
The threat was very vivid.
Chapter completed!