"Forget it, it's Pindao's statue. The spirit stone is no longer useful to Pindao. Just throw it away and make it again. You go and bring him over now."
Chu Feng glanced at Tian Boguang and said lightly.
"yes"
Tian Boguang was relieved, turned around, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and left quickly.
Chu Feng took a few steps forward and came to the edge of the steep mountain. He looked into the distance and thought in his heart. This should be the Eight-Nation Allied Forces that Xuanci mentioned. They occupied Lin'an, the capital of the Song Dynasty. They probably wanted to use Lin'an as a seesaw to gradually move forward. Take over the world.
But there is one thing that doesn't make sense. With Xuanci's departure, his strength must have spread to the Samsara Palace. With the power of the Eight-Nation Alliance, it is impossible not to know how confident they can defeat themselves and take over the world.
With this doubt, Chu Feng came to Ah Xing.
After not seeing him for a while, Ah Xing looked very haggard and listless. His face had lost weight, showing his old appearance.
Chu Feng, who originally wanted to reprimand him, changed his tone to a gentle tone when he saw him like this.
"Lingshi is just an external possession. If you lose it, you will lose it. You can come back and report. From Pindao's point of view, it is already very good."
Ah Xing, who expected to be reprimanded, turned his head and looked at Tian Boguang aside, somewhat confused.
Obviously, Tian Boguang communicated with him on the way here.
"The people trapped in Lin'an City will be rescued by Pindao. You and Bo Guang will go down to rest."
"yes"
Axing nodded, turned around and left with Tian Boguang.
Chu Feng had been independent for a long time and jumped down from Shaoshi Mountain. Unlike the steepness in other places, this place can barely allow people to run quickly. Of course, there is a prerequisite, you must be a top expert.
When he came to the foot of the mountain, Chu Feng used his super high attainments to set up a teleportation formation. Compared to Ah Xing's half-assed one, it was naturally much better.
After switching positions several times, Chu Feng accurately arrived at the outskirts of Lin'an City. The blood-red murderous aura soaring to the sky made Chu Feng's expression become serious.
This is the kind of momentum that can only be cultivated by killing tens of millions of people. The Eight-Nation Alliance is indeed worthy of its name.
Climbing to a high place and looking up, Chu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. He had been to many worlds and this was the first time he saw so many armies. The so-called eight-hundred-mile company in the play was completely put into reality.
Yellow, black, red, white, all kinds of tents are dotted around Lin'an City.
In the empty camps, millions of people formed a phalanx, shouting in unison and with high murderous intent.
In each square formation, there is a two-foot-tall black stone tablet standing with a bloody word "war" written on it. The blood and murderous spirit contained on it will make ordinary people go crazy on the spot even if they just look at it.
"One hundred, two hundred...eight hundred, so there are eight million troops here."
Chu Feng glanced at each military camp and calculated the number of troops.
Eight million troops attacking a world was a massive undertaking. Those battle monuments that seemed to pose no threat to him, a golden immortal, made him feel uneasy for some reason.
After watching for a while, Chu Feng decided to go to the city first to find Wang Yuyan and the others.
…
The Song Dynasty (historically known as the Southern Song Dynasty) had its capital in Lin'an, with a population of over one million. It was prosperous for a while, and the daily consumption of vegetables, fruits, meat, and wood was enough to amaze envoys from various countries.
Various silk and satin shops, grain shops, restaurants, and brothels are all located next to each other. The first reaction of everyone who comes here is that they have arrived in the paradise on earth.
At this time, in the south of the city where the poor live, the business of Donglai Inn is sluggish. In the hall on the first floor, two men and one woman are sitting around the table, facing a table of delicious food, with boring expressions on their faces.
These two men and one woman are none other than Wang Yuyan, Supreme Treasure, and Ning Caichen.
"Supreme Treasure, you are the reincarnation of Sun Wukong and you have the most ideas. You should think of a way. The Eight-Nation Allied Forces outside are about to attack the city. Many people say that the Eight-Nation Allied Forces will kill, burn, and rob them all. With our Strength, if you stay here, you will definitely die."
Ning Caichen held the teacup unnaturally with both hands and said anxiously.
"What can I do? Everyone says that I am the reincarnation of Sun Wukong. As long as I transform, I can travel thousands of miles away. I don't believe it at all. If I were the reincarnation of Sun Wukong, I would immediately transform, rush outside, and save eight million people." The troops were all overthrown, then they ran to the Shaolin Temple and shit on Taoist Master Chu's head."
Zhizunbao said he was impatient, but the expression on his face betrayed him, especially when he said that he was pooping on Chu Feng's head, his look of fascination was undisguised.
"Why do you want to shit on Master's head? If you don't explain clearly, Xiaosheng is not done with you."
Ning Caichen looked solemn and a little unhappy. He was a scholar, and the most important thing he paid attention to was respecting his teachers.
"Yes, Supreme Treasure, why do you say that?"
Wang Yuyan, who was as beautiful as a fairy, showed doubts.
Zhizunbao subconsciously glanced outside, then lowered his voice and said with a resentful tone: "I used to be the king of the mountain in Wuyue Mountain, and I had a group of juniors to help me. I don't know how happy I was to be forced to worship this bird as my master. It’s not okay to do this, it’s not okay to do that, and if he does such a dangerous thing, I’ve long wanted to beat him up.”
Wang Yuyan and Ning Caichen looked at each other, a little unable to believe that this was what the usually honest Supreme Treasure said.
"Now that the words have been spoken, I won't hide it. Let me tell you, I don't want to be his teacher at all. I'm afraid that he, a golden immortal, will violate a certain principle when he opens his mouth in front of so many people. School rules, beheading one's hands and feet, and sending one to the eighteenth level of hell. Aren't you afraid of such people? Besides me, there is also that thief Tian Boguang. If he were not afraid of Taoist Master Chu, he would have run away long ago..."
Zhizunbao put one leg on the chair, waved his hands, and sprayed foam and stars randomly. As he talked, he realized something was wrong.
Wang Yuyan and Ning Caichen, who were sitting on both sides, looked at him as if they were a fool.
"Don't be pretentious. Are you trying to lie to me? That bull-nosed guy is standing behind me. Haha, this move is what I left behind from playing in Wuyue Mountain. You can't lie to me."
Zhizunbao's tone was relaxed, with a look of disdain.
Wang Yuyan and Ning Caichen looked at him with a hint of amusement this time.
"Haha... keep pretending. I'll see how long you can keep pretending. I won't believe that guy is standing behind me."
Zhizunbao made a mocking expression and reached for the wine glass in front of him.
"Then how can you believe it?"
A neither yin nor yang voice came from behind.
"None of your business——"
Zhizunbao turned his head impatiently, and his expression froze when he saw the person standing behind him.
"Meet the Master"
"Meet the Master"
Wang Yuyan and Ning Caichen quickly stood up and saluted.
Chu Feng nodded, walked to the Supreme Treasure, and said with a dark face: "I heard that you want to beat me?"
