I replied to the letter and agreed to agree on a time. It took three years of back and forth to finalize it. It was quite tiring.
The meeting was scheduled to take place in the middle of Dongsheng Shenzhou, in the large mountain range connecting the four directions.
By following the endless mountains, all four sides can reach each other's territory.
Ling Jintang disguised himself as a man, dressed in pink and full of rouge.
The demon's clone accompanied him as a bodyguard. He was dressed in silver and held a folding fan. He was also a frivolous person.
How should I put it, these two masters and slaves don’t look like good things.
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May 5th, 117th year of Linghai calendar.
The king of Zhao led an army, the king of Wu led a team of swordsmen, and the king of Nangao led a group of maidservants. Each of the four sides occupied a hilltop.
King Zhao opened a palace on the top of the mountain to entertain guests. He invited everyone in and provided him with all kinds of wine, food and fruits.
"Are you tired? If you have anything to say, just say it. I am free?"
King Nangao was lying on his magnificent cart, which was carried by his maids and kept flying in the air. It did not land at this time and was suspended in the air, waiting for him.
"What happened in the Great Zhou Dynasty is fifty million miles away from me. I'm just here to see you, Your Majesty, and that's nothing more than that."
The King of Wu did not give any face to him. Wu and Zhao had enmity.
King Zhao had no choice but to return the favor and said, "Although the Zhou family was once the common master of the world, they have retreated for thousands of years and have no regard for the lives of the world. They have long lost their royal virtues."
"Now that we come back, we are just like tigers and wolves, unorthodox."
King Wu agreed, "It is true."
King Nan Gao sneered, "If you have anything to say, just say it. Regarding matters of etiquette, no matter how much you say, it's just comfort. In the end, it all comes down to who has the bigger fist."
King Zhao raised his hand and said, "What does the King of Nanman think?"
Ling Jintang was dissatisfied, "Everyone in heaven and on earth knows that I am King Linghai."
"I'm sorry, I made a mistake." King Zhao handed over his hand.
The carriage under King Nan Gao said, "I have heard about the affairs of Linghai Kingdom. If you can go against the Immortal Realm, you must be very capable."
"If you promise me to allow me to go to your place and read the Taoist scrolls at will, I am willing to entrust Nan Gao to you."
King Wu handed over his hand and said, "I would like to become a brotherly state with Linghai Kingdom."
King Nan Gao sneered, "Pull him down. Brothers who are 30 million miles away are just watching."
"The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water."
"Ha, gentleman? Don't think that I don't know that your succession to the throne of Wu is always a killing. Are you a gentleman? You are a liar."
King Wu was not angry, "Killing is also fair and just. The winner is king. He is an upright gentleman, unlike some people who plot and scheme all day long."
The King of Wu took aim at Zhao, which meant that King Zhao was the most evil one.
King Zhao didn't hear it, "I just want to form an alliance with you this time to jointly control the Great Zhou Dynasty. I think the Great Zhou Dynasty's collection of books is as vast as the sea."
King Nan Gao waved his sleeves and clasped his hands in contempt, "That doesn't make any sense. It's just that I am different from an ant like you. I want to become an immortal."
"The ancestor of the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty is Emperor Ziwei. Most of the immortal families in power in the Heavenly Court are from Zhou ministers. If I have offended the Great Zhou, how can I get along in the Heavenly Court in the future?"
King Zhao was immediately speechless. He had never thought of this despite all his calculations.
I thought that King Nan Gao would be easy to deal with, as long as he gave him enough wine and beautiful women, but he didn't expect that he couldn't get around him at all.
King Nan Gao raised his hand and said, "King Ling Hai, I wonder if you would like to make a convenience with me?"
Ling Jintang returned the greeting, "Our country has more karma with the heaven. If you are not afraid of being missed by the petty Emperor of Heaven, feel free to come."
"Uh..." King Nan Gao was immediately discouraged.
Ling Jintang handed over his hand, "King Zhao, it is not convenient for me to form an alliance with you. I can only promise you that I will not form an alliance with Zhou. Anyone can come to this country to do business and live in this country as long as they abide by the laws of Linghai Kingdom."
The King of Wu handed over his hand and said, "I, the Great Wu, are doing the same, forming an alliance. I, the Great Wu, really can't trust you, the Great Zhao, so let's just say goodbye."
Before King Zhao could find an excuse to stay, King Wu flew away with the swordsmen.
"I also take my leave." Ling Jintang called the demon clone to withdraw.
"Wait for me." King Nan Gao abandoned his cart and flew after him.
King Zhao pulled down his already frozen smile and gritted his teeth.
After three years of planning, one move was wrong and everything was lost.
Now Da Zhao can only resist Da Zhou's pressure alone, and he also has to guard against sneak attacks from behind by these people, which is difficult.
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On the other side, the Buddhist world.
Zhunti felt something in his heart, and after deducing, he summoned a gray-robed monk, explained to him, and sent him to the central mountain of Dongsheng Shenzhou.
at the same time.
Taishang Laojun also sensed this and decided to inform the Eight Immortals, jokingly asking these eight unlucky guys to take a trip to Dongsheng Divine Continent.
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On the other side, in the mountains.
King Nan Gao stopped Ling Jintang and the demon clone and smiled strangely.
Ling Jintang and the demon clone looked at each other, and they immediately understood that he had seen through Ling Jintang's disguise as a man.
Ling Jintang raised his hand and asked, "What do you want from King Nan Gao?"
King Nan Gao returned the favor, "I don't want to take the advice seriously. I just heard that the Lord of Linghai has an unparalleled beauty, comparable to Fairy Chang'e in the Moon Palace."
"It's rare that we meet today. It's fate. I wonder if you can allow me to see your beauty?"
Ling Jintang snorted, "I already have a husband, so I can't show him to anyone."
King Nan Gao immediately chuckled, "I know that King Ling Hai's husband is dead, why does King Ling Hai refuse people thousands of miles away?"
Ling Jintang held the hilt of the sword with murderous intent on his face, "Are you looking for death?"
King Nan Gao showed his folding fan and said, "It is a blessing to die under the begonia flowers."
The demon clone looked on and understood that it was a magic weapon.
With the energy of the five elements condensed, everything on the fan is real.
The mountains and flowing water, the ancient trees and white clouds, the birds and animals, and even the writing can all be used to defend yourself against the enemy.
But before he had time to remind him, Ling Jintang drew his sword.
"Then die."
"Just in time to learn some great tips."
King Nan Gao smiled and waved his fan to hold it, but found that what was on the shelf was a knife.
"I'll do it."
It was the avatar of the demon. He was the last to arrive, grabbing Ling Jintang to respond to the enemy first.
What seemed like an ordinary sword strike was actually a restrained sword energy, while King Nan Gao's strike was also about holding back his momentum.
Even if there is sword energy, this magic weapon can spontaneously defend. It is not as good as now to test the foundation head-on.
King Nan Gao's face remained smiling, but became a little ferocious.
This opponent's magic power was very weird, varying in severity, and rolling around as if it were alive. He couldn't figure out where the power point was, and could only resist the entire knife.
Fortunately, the opponent's magic power was much weaker than his, otherwise it would have been difficult to take the blow.
The demon's clone had a calm expression on his face, and was murmuring in his heart. He had expected King Nan Gao to be very powerful, but he didn't expect him to be so powerful.
In particular, he is quite pure. I am afraid he is not as flashy as the outside world rumored. He must have practiced well.
"I suddenly don't want to fight, can I stop?"
The demon clone suggested that he felt the fight was pointless.
"I'm more interested, here we go!"
King Nan Gao fired a beam of magic power, and the demon's clone flew back, using a sword energy to stop its pursuit.
The sword energy is sharp, and it emits a killing aura as soon as it comes out.
King Nan Gao unfolded his folding fan, and a white cloud emerged with the wind, blocking the middle part of the sword energy.
The wind and clouds moved, deflecting the sword's energy.
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