Mingjiao Altar Hall.
Huo Shan's body was kicked back to the center of the hall by Murong Fu. Blood was pouring out from the finger hole between his eyebrows. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he refused to rest in silence.
When the four treasure tree kings Zhang Huo, Suppressing Evil, Qi Xin, and Ju Ming saw this situation, the four who were accustomed to being weak and flattering didn't even dare to run away. They were so frightened that they fell to their knees on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy, mumbling what they were saying. What, it’s frightening and panic-stricken.
Murong Fu aimed to get rid of Huo Shan as the culprit. He did not interfere with how to deal with these four people. After all, they were all members of the Ming Cult. Seeing that the Great Sage King and the others were so cooperative, he had no intention of overstepping his bounds and killing these four people. Never suffer from future troubles.
The Great Sage King and others looked at Murong Fu nervously, as if they wanted to hear what he meant.
King Changsheng translated the words of the Great Sage King and said, "Master Qi, the Great Sage King would like to ask you to tell me how to deal with these four traitors?"
Murong Fu said, "This is a matter in your religion. You don't need to ask me. You can handle it yourself."
He had no ambitions towards the Persian Ming Cult, and did not want the Great Sage King and others to misunderstand that after killing Huo Shan, he wanted to succeed him and seize the position of leader.
The Great Sage King and others were naturally not stupid people to be able to sit in this position. After feeling the kindness released by Murong Fu, they completely let go of their guard against him and were extremely grateful. ?.?????.ℂ??
After deliberation by the Great Sage King and others, it was decided that these four people would be burned with fire in accordance with canonical rules. After all, throughout the ages, traitors have always been the most shameless label for a person, and no superior would tolerate traitors.
As soon as the four fire kings heard that they were going to be burned by the fire, they no longer kowtowed and begged for mercy, turned around and fled out of the palace.
Murong Bo took action to directly suppress the four of them, sealing their acupuncture points with the force of thunder, and handed them over to the Great Sage King and others for processing.
The Great Sage King and others respected and feared Murong Bo. Thinking that he was Murong Fu's father, they did not dare to bear grudges for the past suppression in the religion, and silently took the four masterminds away.
After solving these problems, the Great Sage King and others once again expressed their most sincere gratitude to Murong Fu and the most noble etiquette of Mingjiao.
Murong Fu was invited by the Great Sage King and stayed in Mingjiao for a few more days. The Great Sage King said that he would take him to the capital to meet the king tomorrow. If the king knew that Huo Shan had been killed, he would definitely reward him greatly.
When they came to rest in the back hall of Mingjiao, the peculiar geographical architecture made Murong Fu and Dao Baifeng think that they were living in a cave. There were white stone fortresses everywhere, which looked simple but full of a sense of holiness.
After a busy day, just when the two of them were about to go to bed, Murong Bo found his son.
Murong Bo was followed by several attendants, carrying drinks, melons and fruits, as if they came to talk to him.
Murong Fu frowned slightly, but he still came to the empty garden and sat down. There was a crescent moon above his head, and the bright moonlight was shining down. There were exotic flowers planted all around. The flowers had a very strange fragrance, which was quiet and quiet.
Seeing that Murong Bo's clothes had been changed into Mingjiao's white robe, Murong Fu asked doubtfully, "You want to stay in Mingjiao?"
Murong Bo curled his lips and said, "Isn't it possible? Except for the two granddaughters who know how to get close to me, you, my son, have always had this look on your face. Anyway, I can't stay in that palace any longer!"
Murong Fu was silent for a moment. When he saw Murong Bo picking up the jug and pouring wine, he took it and poured a glass for him.
Murong Bo saw this and thought to himself that this boy still has his father in his heart.
"Tell me, what did you think of again?"
Murong Fu drank the fruit wine in one gulp. There was a hint of sweetness and clearness in the sourness. Although it was not the best wine, and it was not as good as the ones he brewed in the palace, but he tasted it occasionally and it had a unique flavor.
Murong Bo was relieved for only three seconds before his face fell.
Facing this extremely rational son, he seemed to have no secrets in his heart. As for restoring the belated family affection, he could only feel it from the next generation.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh.
"I have joined the Ming Cult, and they have set up another position for me to be a Holy Master."
"Religious hierarchy, just like faith, cannot be easily changed. Why am I making an exception for you today?"
Murong Fu drank by himself, asking whether it was salty or not.
"The Mingjiao is now the largest church in Persia, controlling the religious power of the entire Persian country. Its status is almost equal to that of the king, or even worse. Whenever the Persian king makes important decisions, he must first consult the Mingjiao. It can only be promulgated later, and the two have a mutually beneficial and symbiotic relationship.”
"The king of Persia needs the Mingjiao to control the people at the bottom to consolidate his rule, and the Mingjiao also needs the Persian state to promote the doctrine, thereby expanding the influence of the Mingjiao."
"I just promised the Ming Cult that I would help them annex other sects and rule the entire Western dynasty. Faced with such a huge temptation, how could they refuse to agree to a position of holy master second only to the leader?"
Speaking of this, Murong Bo couldn't help laughing because of the overwhelming pride in his heart.
Although he can't get involved in the Central Plains, he can still show his talents in a foreign country, which is also his wish.
Murong Fu only cared about the structure of China. As for the Western dynasties, he didn't bother to care. Since Murong Bo's ambitions remained undiminished, he didn't say anything.
After Murong Bo laughed, he added, "Of course, I did this for my father, not for myself."
"Don't think that Persia is just a country in the Western Region, but it is rich in real estate and resources. It has many treasures that we don't have in the Central Plains. It just so happens that you and I, father and son, live in the same corner and can communicate with each other. This will also make our country, Yan, even more beautiful. Wouldn’t it be beautiful to be strong and dominate the Central Plains?”
Murong Fu originally planned to ask Dayan to send envoys to establish communications with the Persian state, but after hearing Murong Bo's words, he felt that this was an opportunity.
If Murong Bo holds a high position in Mingjiao, then to a certain extent, he can also influence the national policy of Persia and bring a lot of convenience to Dayan. This is a good suggestion.
"This is feasible. After returning to the Central Plains, I will issue an order to send a foreign envoy to Persia to establish diplomatic relations. At that time, you can mediate and try your best to facilitate this matter."
Murong Bo smiled and said, "That's natural. If you and I, father and son, are of the same mind, the Yan Kingdom will one day be able to unify the Central Plains and achieve the supreme glory that our ancestors have never seen before."
The two raised their glasses and clashed, and the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.
After that, they talked about some trivial matters between the parents. Murong Bo had been away from Dayan for so long, and although he didn’t say it, he still missed his two good granddaughters very much in his heart, especially Xue Qing, who had always been attached to him, but it’s a pity that he can’t see her now. Arrived.
Murong Fu also realized that Murong Bo was getting old, and he cherished the belated family affection very much. He said that after the two countries established trade, he would let the little girl come to Persia to visit him. Likewise, he could go back to visit at any time.
In this way, Murong Bo's face became more smiley, and he and Murong Fu continued drinking and talking until late at night.
