Mingzhu Shrine.
King Nanlu was furious, and his true form appeared, a snake with a body of 100 feet, which almost broke the dome of the hall.
Everyone in the hall came together, and Tang Ping was among them.
Wei Shuang obviously played too big this time, Xiao's father died, and Nanlu Song, the descendant of Nanlu King's greatest hope, who was known as the future king of Nanlu Kingdom, died.
In Mingzhu Palace, two of the eight Qi refiners died. There are six Qi Refiners left, among which Tang Ping and Wei Shuang are still ghosts.
In the Mingzhu Palace, one of the three main seats is vacant.
The tattooed Lord of the Kingdom of Diaoti looked gloomy, the King of Nanlu was furious, the black snake body flashed with terrifying light, and the old man's head flashed with murderous intent.
Next to Tang Ping was the Qi Refining Prince of the Diaoti Kingdom, and a guy whose skin was constantly changing color and looked similar to Xiao's father. These were Xiao's father's disciples.
In the center of the hall is Wei Shuang, who has pale skin and a terrifying hole on his forehead.
"What's going on? A big thing is about to happen, why don't you arrest people? Why do you want to provoke them?"
King Nanlu said coldly, if the answer is incorrect, I am afraid he will be killed on the spot.
"No, they took the initiative to provoke us. Nan Lusong and I wanted to leave, but we were stopped by the Wei family."
Wei Shuang was dying and seemed to have not recovered yet.
"We met the leader of the guard on the bank of the Xiang River, above the border of Chu State. This man attacked us indiscriminately. We all suffered minor injuries to varying degrees."
"Did you tell the identity of the person from Mingzhu Palace?" King Nanlu was a little suspicious.
It stands to reason that it is common practice for Zhu Shen Palace to arrest people for sacrifice. Generally speaking, barbarians from other countries will not break up with them because of this. Even if they arrest nobles, most of them are nobles from the Fire Worshiping Kingdom in the south.
Basically no one will stop them without opening their eyes.
"We told him and revealed his identity as Mr. Song, but they said that since they took action, they would kill him and silence him. He would die without any evidence."
Wei Shuang's answers were flawless and watertight, and she thought of almost all the answers.
King Nanlu looked around at everyone, taking in their expressions one by one.
"During the grand ceremony, I will report to the God of Candle Holders that no one is allowed to be absent and must give some color to Jing Kingdom."
While talking, the Nanlu King paid special attention to Tang Ping. If he shirks it this time, he will not give himself face.
"As you command!"
Tang Ping said in unison with everyone that as a transparent person for many years, he would not get into trouble at this time.
After the meeting ended, he came to Wei Shuang, handed over a bottle of elixir, and said, "Fellow Taoist Wei Shuang, this is my next wish."
"Ahem, thank you Taoist Yuding." The man pretended to be touched.
Tang Ping nodded and came to the back garden.
There is a strange thing called the Weapon Tree growing in the back garden. Various weapons grow on the tree. Tang Ping checked the relevant information and found that it was used by Shun for self-defense for his descendants. The older the tree, the better the quality of the weapons it grows. The higher.
Tang Ping noticed a large banyan-like tree in the center in front of him. There was only a sword growing on the tree. The sword was as transparent as glass, shining brightly, and was very mysterious.
"Treasures from heaven and earth..." Tang Ping's eyes narrowed.
If he got this thing, wouldn't he have a cave in Xijian Mountain?
This matter still needs to be figured out slowly.
Maybe Wei Shuang will make big moves in the near future, and he will just fish in troubled waters.
The King of Nanlu was sitting by the stream drinking Baihua Wine, his face expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
When Tang Ping came to King Nanlu, King Nanlu said without looking back: "Why, are you backing out again?"
"Ahem, that's not the case actually. I understand the king's mood, but if I go down, I may not be able to help, and it will cause more trouble. It's better to do something useful."
"Oh, what do you think is useful?"
"As you know, Du Yu of the Jade Kingdom once worshiped me as his teacher. The Jade Kingdom has a close relationship with the Chu Kingdom, and he and I have a bit of a relationship. There is a Chu Kingdom between the Jing Kingdom and us. This time the army is dispatched, it is inevitable that something will happen. Things are entangled, and when the two countries fight together, it will ultimately be disadvantageous for us."
"you mean……?"
"I can persuade the Chu State to give way. If necessary, the eastern land can be used as our battlefield and will not interfere with you. If the battle goes well, maybe the Chu State will send troops to help."
After hearing Tang Ping's words, King Nanlu fell silent.
The Chu State cannot be ignored now. It has a vast territory, millions of troops, and four Qi Refiners. If it goes to war with it, it will also be a huge expense.
He is not afraid of Chu State.
The key is that the candle-bearing snake wakes up only once every sixty years. If these arrogant guys take advantage of this opportunity to attack and fight for the candle-bearing snake to wake up, they will be killed in one fell swoop. Wouldn't it be a heavy loss?
"Okay, you don't need to go out, you just need to convince Chu State."
After much thought, King Nanlu still felt that this method was not bad.
Tang Ping doesn't have much ability anyway, so he might as well do this.
"The time is set after the sacrificial ceremony."
"yes!"
As time went by, the people who offered sacrifices gradually gathered together.
The actions of Mingzhu Shrine made people from other forces very puzzled. It was not like their character. It was incredible that they could endure being slapped in the face like this.
Many people have some thoughts about Mingzhu Shrine.
In the past, Mingzhu Shrine was extremely arrogant because of its worship of candle-bearing snakes, and almost no one dared to provoke them.
The Jianxia Ghost Market controls resources from all directions and pumps out huge amounts of water every day, making even the Earl Kingdom jealous.
If something happens to the Candlebearing Snake, it's time for them to take action.
Somewhere along the Yangtze River, the water is like a dragon, winding and twisting.
At this time, it was broad daylight, and the mist on the river still lingered.
A red bird was walking along the river. Suddenly, the sky darkened in front of him and he entered a terrifying river area.
The dark river water looks like a black dragon.
The moon hanging in the sky is as red as blood, the wind is blowing, and the whistling sound is like the howling of ghosts and gods.
puff!
A streak of red energy penetrated the flying bird, and the strength of the energy beat it into powder.
For nine days, everyone stood on a boat with red lanterns hanging on it.
The red light emitted by the red lantern blocked the surrounding wind.
On the boat were people from the Mingzhu Shrine, and a crowd of people on the bow of the boat. These people were kneeling on the deck, their hands tied with ropes, and their eyes tied.
In front of it is a huge snake head, with green and black scales like millstones, its head is like a mountain, its eyes are closed, and it holds a green candle like a sky pillar in its mouth. The candle is burning like an erupting volcanic crater, and the heat is separated by tens of meters. You can feel it everywhere.
Tang Ping looked extremely transparent among the crowd. He glanced to the side from time to time, focusing on Zhu Huo and Wei Shuang.
This incense candle has a great origin, its name is Canghai Tianzhu, and it is the treasure of the snake holding the candle.
Click, click, click...
At this time, the snake's head slowly opened, the snake's mouth released the candle, and the candle was suspended in the sky.
The snake holding the candle wakes up and prepares to feast on the blood sacrifice.
Seeing Wei Shuang's expression, Tang Ping had already found a way out.
boom!
At this time, a ray of white light pierced the sky, and at the same time, there was a sound like a phoenix, with lightning speed, like a thunderbolt from the sky, and thunder from the heaven, falling towards everyone.
(End of chapter)
