Cao Yi looked along the sound.
A gorgeous carriage was parked on the official road not far away.
On both sides and behind the carriage stood ministers, eunuchs, maids, and soldiers, totaling less than a hundred people.
Compared with the emperors of the Central Plains Dynasty, who often traveled with thousands of people, it was like a place on earth or a place in heaven.
But this is not the worst.
All the dignified kings of the country came to the front, but no one noticed. If the accompanying eunuch hadn't roared, it would have been the same as the arrival of cats and dogs.
He is obviously the master of this land, but he plays a dispensable role, which shows how much he has been neglected by Moon Worship.
The door of the carriage opened, and the Witch King, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes with exotic characteristics and looked a little pale, stepped out with the help of the eunuch.
Not far away, I saw the Witch King worshiping the moon. He stood still, as if waiting for the Witch King to come and pay homage to him.
It seems that they were affected by the worship of the moon, and tens of thousands of people and believers of the moon worship did not move.
There was an eerie calm on the scene.
The Witch King pursed his lips slightly, held the hands in his sleeves, and then released them.
"His Majesty"
Elder Shi quickly greeted him.
Originally, with his status, he didn't have to be like this.
He really couldn't bear to see the dignified king being ignored to this extent, and wanted to set an example.
However, his idea was destined to be unrealizable.
The Witch King didn't seem to see Elder Shi and walked straight towards Baiyue. There was an eager smile on his face, as if Baiyue was the king of Nanzhao.
Elder Shi froze in the middle of the road, with disappointment, helplessness and defeat on his old face.
The Witch King walked up to Baiyue, held Baiyue's big hand with his delicately maintained hands, and said in a friendly tone: "Leader, you are finally back. It's so hard to miss you!"
"I miss you too, Your Majesty."
A gentle smile appeared on Baiyue's face.
After the words fell, a minister who followed the Witch King made a loud voice: "Master, everyone in the civil and military circles of the dynasty miss you very much."
The originally silent scene became noisy again.
They all said they wanted to worship the moon, and each one screamed louder than the other.
As if worshiping the moon is the sun in the sky, no one can live without him.
The Witch King, who was extremely angry, forced a smile and said, "Look, everyone loves you so much."
Baiyue said nothing, just looked at the Witch King with a smile, as if he could see through the Witch King's heart.
The Witch King felt uneasy when he saw him. He glanced at Elder Shi who was not far away and changed the subject: "Elder Shi has brought Gu's daughter back. Gu goes over to take a look."
Baiyue made a gesture of please.
The Witch King stepped forward and came to Elder Shi.
Eyes facing each other.
Both of them sighed inwardly.
The Witch King sighed that as the leader of Nanzhao Kingdom, the only one he could rely on was Elder Shi.
Elder Shi sighed that as a veteran of three dynasties, he could not do anything.
The Witch King didn't want to make people suspicious, and showed a gentle smile on his face, "It's a long way to go to Fairy Island this time, thank you for your hard work."
Elder Shi sighed softly in his heart, cupped his hands towards the Witch King and said, "I have disgraced my mission and failed to pick up the princess. Thanks to the intervention of Taoist Cao from Shushan, the princess arrived at the royal capital safely."
He paused and then said: "By the way, the princess also became a disciple of Taoist Cao. Taoist Cao is a great master."
When the Witch King heard what Elder Shi added, his eyes lit up.
"Who is Taoist Master Cao?"
Elder Shi pointed sideways at Cao Yi.
The Witch King turned his head, and when he saw Cao Yi's appearance clearly, his eyes dimmed again.
Cao Yi is too young and his cultivation level cannot be very high.
Unable to help him fight against the worship of the moon.
What's more, there is a water monster behind Baiyue that is so powerful that it makes people despair.
Even if he doesn't like it in his heart, he is still very enthusiastic on the surface. This is an essential quality for a king.
Taking two steps in three steps, he came to Cao Yi, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Taoist Priest, for helping me. I'm very grateful."
Seeing the Witch King up close, Cao Yi had only one sentence in his mind - he was in really bad shape.
His face was pale, his eye sockets were sunken, his skin was dark yellow, his body was frighteningly thin, and his robe was empty, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.
What a hard job the king of this country does.
These thoughts are just a momentary thing.
Cao Yi returned the gift with his hand and said, "Your Majesty, you are very polite. Helping the descendants of Nuwa is a duty bound for every monk in the world."
"Father"
A playful voice sounded.
Interrupted the Witch King who was still talking to Cao Yi.
The Witch King shuddered and looked at the excited Zhao Ling'er, a trace of shame flashing in his eyes.
Back then, he failed to protect his wife and his daughter.
If only a mysterious man hadn't appeared and rescued her daughter.
I'm just afraid that my daughter will die like my wife.
"Ling——er"
Two hoarse syllables came from his throat.
"Father, Ling'er finally sees you."
Zhao Ling'er was ecstatic.
After saying that, he threw himself directly into the arms of the Witch King.
"Ling'er, father, I'm sorry for you."
The Witch King was filled with endless apologies.
A drop of hot tears slipped from the corner of my eyes unconsciously.
Suddenly there was a slight cough.
The Witch King was shocked, pushed Zhao Ling'er away, and said: "You haven't paid tribute to the leader yet, come with me to pay tribute to the leader."
The hatred of killing one's mother is irreconcilable.
If Cao Yi hadn't stopped her, she would have started fighting with Bai Yue.
How could I meet the moon worshiper?
The Witch King pulled Zhao Ling'er but did not pull.
Pulled again, but didn't pull again.
He lowered his voice and said, "Ling'er, be obedient."
"Father, don't you need to be afraid of him?"
It's different from the original plot.
Zhao Ling'er has Shushan, the largest force in the world, as his backer.
Next to him stood Cao Yi, who could kill even the Demon Lord, and the Wine Sword Immortal, who had mastered the Heavenly Sword and whose power was comparable to that of the Sword Master.
I am not afraid of worshiping the moon at all.
The Witch King didn't know this, so he just thought it was his daughter's willfulness, and said with a serious expression: "How can you talk to the leader of the church if you are so wanton?"
Many people and followers of the Moon Worship Sect who heard Zhao Ling'er's words loudly scolded Zhao Ling'er.
The Witch King turned to look at Baiyue and saw that he was also looking at him. He panicked and raised his hand to slap Zhao Linger on the face.
Zhao Ling'er looked at her father in disbelief. After being cowarded to this point, she was no longer a man.
There is nothing greater than grief, so even if Zhao Ling'er can escape, he has not escaped yet.
When the Witch King's hand was about to touch Zhao Ling'er's face, a white hand held his.
He looked along the arm, and a smiling face came into view.
"Taoist Priest, you?"
"Your Majesty has already failed one woman, don't let her down again."
Cao Yi said.
The Witch King pursed his lips and lowered his head in shame.
Cao Yi looked at Baiyue, "Do you still pray for rain, leader?"
Baiyue didn't move this time, "Taoist Priest seems to be very concerned about my prayer for rain?"
If you don't pray for rain, how can I tear off the sacred cloak you have worn for decades?
How to let Taoism replace it.
Of course, this is what I mean.
"The whole country in Nanzhao is suffering from drought, and the people are suffering. As a poor man, I naturally feel sad."
Cao Yi said solemnly.
Many people cast friendly glances.
"It's useless to feel sad. It only matters if you can pray for rain. Can you pray for rain?"
A Lunatic Cultist asked.
He had long disliked Cao Yi.
Dozens of Yue Worshipers who also disliked Cao Yi followed suit.
The scene became noisy again.
