Jiang Fan actually nodded in approval, "That's true, but this matter is not only related to King Chu, but also to Marshal Yinglu."
The old woman's expression seemed to be getting more solemn. Yinglu was granted the title of Julu Gong and had been raising troops to conquer southern Xinjiang and expand his territory. Although he was still far away from the Moon God Dong deep in the Shiwan Mountains, he was no more threatening than Xiang Chen. Already more direct.
"... I have my own way of dealing with it, so I don't need the prince to worry about it." After a long time, the old woman still didn't agree.
Jiang Fan was not in a hurry and just continued: "So... what if it is related to the king's father and brother?"
The old woman was surprised: "What did the prince say?"
Jiang Fan said calmly: "King Louis' father and brother are going to be killed."
The old woman couldn't stay any longer this time. This kind of thing was completely beyond her expectation, and it was beyond her ability to handle it.
"Are these words alarmist?"
Jiang Fan chuckled: "High Priest, just go and send the message and see how Brother Louis handles it."
The high priest's eyes narrowed: "Your Majesty... you must first convince me of this reason."
Jiang Fan smiled instead: "I don't have that obligation. It's up to you to believe it or not, but if you think you can shoulder the responsibility, you don't have to say anything and just send me down the mountain."
The high priest's eyes changed continuously, staring at Jiang Fan, as if he wanted to see the truth from his expression.
But it's a pity that she can't distinguish the reality from the reality of Jiang Fanhe and others.
Finally, the high priest sighed deeply: "My lord... if you win, I will report it to the King of Heaven and wait for his opinion. If..."
"If he doesn't see me, I will leave immediately and never visit the Moon God Dong again." Jiang Fan said directly.
In this way, the high priest became more convinced of the matter. After a moment, he lightly tapped his cane and said, "I'm sorry to hear that the prince will wait for a few more days, and I will go to summon you right away."
Jiang Fan frowned: "You mean, he's not here?"
The high priest said: "My king is fighting in the south and north, and is working on unifying the twelve Dongs. At the same time, he is managing eighty-eight large villages and three thousand small villages. He walks on hundreds of thousands of mountains every day, so naturally he is not here."
Jiang Fan took a breath of air. Isn't this too fast? It has only been one year and Ying Wuming has already started on this path?
"Brother Louis, how far has it progressed?"
The high priest looked at him and said, "This matter is confidential. If the King of Heaven is willing to meet, we can talk alone. I'll take my leave."
After that, he turned around and left.
Jiang Fan slowly sat cross-legged on the ground, feeling many emotions well up in his heart.
In just one year, you...have completely transformed into the natural king, instead of the simple-minded martial arts genius Ying Wuming...
Jiang Fan didn't expect that he had to wait for five full days. Ying Wuming didn't come, but he was greeted by a girl in a hurry - Yinhuan.
Yin Huan almost rushed in. As soon as he entered the room, he nervously stepped forward to open the cell door. He pulled him out without any explanation: "Your Highness, come with me!"
Jiang Fan was surprised as he walked: "Yinhuan, why are you so anxious? What happened?"
Yinhuan looked very anxious and said: "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law is in danger!"
Jiang Fan's expression suddenly changed: "What did you say? Stop and tell me clearly!"
Only then did Yinhuan stop, his face full of panic: "The King of Heaven has gone to the tiger's den."
"Tiger's den?" Where is that place?
"Oh - the tiger's den, the tiger's den is..." Yinhuan stamped his feet: "It is a very dangerous place..."
At this moment, the high priest came forward and said in a deep voice: "Tiger Cave, the dangerous place in the deepest part of Shiwan Mountain, is the place where the White Tiger Mountain God is entrenched. The king of heaven wanted to tame the white tiger, but he disappeared unexpectedly."
Jiang Fan was surprised, brother-in-law, you are greedy.
"Didn't he already have a golden eagle? Why would he want to find a white tiger?"
The high priest solemnly said: "There is an ancient rumor that the one who wins the king of mountains, forests and sky can be the king of southern Xinjiang..."
Jiang Fan immediately understood that Ying Wuming wanted to use the two giant mountains and sea beasts to unify the southern border for himself, an outsider.
"Missing, right? How long has it been?"
Jiang Fan knew that the situation was urgent and immediately asked Yinhuan.
"It has been ten days since the King of Heaven ordered that no one enter the tiger's den to help, but they never came back. We really couldn't afford to wait, so we organized people to enter the tiger's den, but they couldn't find it. We only found a blood-stained cloak and another We were all worried about a piece of armor with claw marks, but we were helpless. I heard the news that you were coming, so I hurried back. I know that you are a very powerful and capable person. You must help me find my brother-in-law. I beg you!"
She was so frightened that her eyes even began to overflow with tears.
Jiang Fan was also very anxious. He had read in Xiao Cui's book "The Strange Beasts of the Mountains and Seas" that the white tiger was a holy beast, similar to the Suzaku. It was the king of beasts in the mountains and wilds. It was ferocious and warlike in nature. As soon as it reached adulthood, it would start There is strength that is not lower than the peak holy realm. If the blood is pure enough, or the age is long enough, it is not difficult to become a being that surpasses the peak combat power of the Earth Immortal.
Damn it, brother-in-law, why are you so anxious to provoke this guy?
"How old is this white tiger?" Jiang Fan asked.
The high priest said solemnly: "The legend of the White Tiger Mountain God has been around for too long, and no one knows how long he has been practicing. However, I saw this white tiger once when I was young. That was fifty years ago. The divine tiger was three meters long. Zhang, ten feet tall."
I'm going!
Jiang Fan is really a little anxious. In Xiao Cui's book, it is said that the white tigers that some people have seen in history are only a little bigger than this. If they are adults, it probably means that this white tigers are also adults. In other words, the combat power of the peak holy realm is now at least as high as that of the peak holy realm, and it is by no means an ordinary peak holy realm combat power. After all, alien beasts are usually much stronger than humans.
"Let's go to the tiger's den!"
After hearing this, Jiang Fan didn't want to wait for a moment, and immediately followed Yinhuan, climbed on a musk deer, and flew away.
"Be careful..."
The high priest only had time to give a warning before the two of them disappeared at the end of the steps.
"Hey...I wonder if they can rescue the King..."
The high priest looked worried.
Suddenly, there was a voice interface behind him: "That King Xiaoyao has supernatural powers..."
The high priest turned around, and behind him was a very ordinary-looking middle-aged man in simple clothes and holding a hoe.
"Master of the Wu Clan...what do you mean by this?"
The middle-aged man's face was calm: "I heard from my family that this man is a god descended from heaven. He is extraordinary."
The high priest looked surprised: "A god descended from heaven...is this what your lady said?"
"Yes, it's a pity that I haven't seen him before. I originally wanted to take this opportunity to pay a visit, but I didn't want to encounter this incident just after arriving. It's not a coincidence."
The high priest looked at him and said, "The master of the Wu Sect knows a hundred thousand mountains. Why don't you ask the master of the sect to help you out and follow his ideas?"
The leader of the Wu Sect nodded quietly: "That's fine, but I don't know if it can be used..."
After that, he picked up the hoe and walked forward slowly. His steps seemed very slow, but he just blinked and disappeared.
The astonishing movement skills made the high priest's pupils shrink slightly, and he seemed to whisper: "...Is this the rumored loser...?"
