"Jie Jie, don't be anxious. If you persist for more than a thousand years, the position will still be yours!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Ping's appearance quickly returned to his youth, three eyes appeared between his eyebrows, and his golden body broke through the roof.
"This...Fan Xia??"
Even though he was in danger, Feng Xiao, who was still calm and calm, couldn't help but widen his eyes and became speechless when he saw this scene.
This was definitely Feng Xia. His father, the Fire Worshiping King, was in this realm, and the aura of this realm was clearly visible.
boom!
The golden body broke through the roof, and the head as big as a house stared at Nanluhua.
Nan Luhua's hair suddenly stood up. Oh no, he didn't have any hair, but this feeling was a unique reaction of any living creature facing danger.
It was unbelievable that the person in front of him turned out to be the Jade Cauldron Immortal who was known to be bad at fighting.
Nan Luhua actually regretted and was afraid, regretting that he should not provoke this person.
"Edict!!"
In fear, Nan Luhua chose to take a desperate risk, and countless fire dragons flew towards Tang Ping.
Bang bang bang!
The fire dragon exploded on Tang Ping's body, and everything within the divine fire cover melted. Only Tang Ping remained indifferent. Real gold is not afraid of fire, and flames have no effect on him.
Although it was a technique passed down by the Candle-bearing Snake, it was not used by me after all, so it could not cause any harm.
"Damn it!" Nan Luhua took out two more scales.
"Hey! Wait!"
Tang Ping's arm passed through the flames, grabbed Nan Luhua's body, and then exerted slight force.
boom!
Nan Luhua's Baizhang Dharma Body was crushed and exploded, and he returned to his normal human form, like a small black insect being held in his hand, or like the monkey trapped in Wuzhishan in the myth of his previous life.
"Tsk, tsk, these two scales are mine, so don't waste them." Tang Ping mocked.
"Shameless! Scum! If you take away my inheritance, you will not die a good death!!"
Nan Luhua's eyes were red, and he looked at Tang Ping with hatred, wishing he could eat flesh and blood.
Tang Ping chuckled and said happily: "Your ancestors and grandsons are all the same. They are all shrewd and calculating. They claim to be smart but are extremely stupid. The old guy Nanlu King said the same before he died, but if it weren't for your calculations, , how can I kill you?"
Tang Pingyuan was not originally interested in the location of Mingzhu Shrine. He just wanted to find a vest to avoid harassment by some young people, especially people from Wuxia Ancient Kingdom. If he hadn't joined Mingzhu Shrine himself, with Du Yu's One thing is enough to cause trouble for a while.
If King Nanlu hadn't plotted against him, he wouldn't have become the palace master.
Hearing that his ancestor also died in Tang Ping's hands, Nan Luhua was completely dumbfounded and suddenly lost his fighting spirit.
"So, in addition to relying on one's own efforts, one's life also depends on history... Ahem, let's not talk about it anymore. Just take a sleep first. Someone will pick you up later."
Tang Ping knocked Nan Luhua unconscious with one finger, but did not remove the sky curtain.
Instead, he turned to look at a flame in the sea of fire, which was suspended in the air.
Although there are flames all around, the flame in front of you gives people a completely different feeling.
As if sensing Tang Ping's gaze, the flames shrank and transformed into a young man with red hair and red eyebrows.
"Human, viviparous."
The underground master's Dharma eyes could see where this person was coming from.
"Your Excellency has great magical powers, I accept defeat." Feng Xiao was straightforward. Seeing that Tang Ping did not take action against him at the first time, he knew that he was still valuable.
Tang Ping said: "It's okay. I am not the same as the people of Nanlu Kingdom, but after all, you invaded my territory and left like this. It is always inappropriate. Let's briefly talk about the situation of Fire Worship Kingdom. . You only have one chance. If you are found to be lying, you will be killed on the spot!!"
"Yes!" Feng Xiao said about the situation in the Fire Worshiping Kingdom.
The Fire Worshipers say they are a country, but they are actually a tribal alliance.
Hundreds of tribes, large and small, are ruled by a handful of fire-worshiping tribes, and the largest tribal leader is the king.
These fire worshiping tribes are collectively called the Fire Worshiping Tribe.
The Fire Worshiping King is the person with the strongest bloodline ability, and the selection of the next generation of Fire Worshiping King will also be based on this aspect.
What Feng Xiao understood was that Shehuo, also known as Zaohuo, is a collective name for the flames used by people in every household. It is widely distributed and ubiquitous. Only with Zaohuo can there be civilization.
Therefore, Shehuo's ability is to be a clone, which can be divided into thousands of parts, and has a strong regeneration ability.
It usually turns into a flame and is available to every household. The more people use it, the faster the cultivation speed, the greater the number of differentiated flames, and they can go to the place where a certain flame is at any time.
Today's attack on Nanlu Kingdom only accounts for 30% of the credit for the men he brought, and most of them were Feng Xiao's own clones.
"This ability is good. It seems that you are the next generation of Fire Worshiping King."
Tang Ping looked at Feng Xiao with some interest.
This person has great value, maybe like Wei Shuang or Wu Ji.
As for which one is better, it depends on this guy's performance.
In his heart, Tang Ping still hoped that he could sincerely surrender to him like Wu Ji, instead of allowing himself to use special means to control him.
Feng Xiao's magical power reminded Tang Ping of some kind of deity.
"Palace Master must have misunderstood. I am the eighth oldest child in the family. In terms of seniority, I am not my turn. In terms of bloodline, I cannot compare to my two elder brothers."
There are two stronger brothers above Feng Xiao. One has the blood of divine fire. The divine fire is Nanming Lihuo, and his killing power is unparalleled. One has heavenly fire, the fire of the heavenly palace, which lasts forever and can kill people and give birth to people.
The two are the most powerful contenders for the Fire Worship Throne.
The Fire Worshipers are tribes, and tribes must be accompanied by bloody expansion. Fengxiao's mother tribe did not actively join, but was conquered. All the men were killed and the women were rewarded. Feng Xiao's mother was gifted to the Fire Worshiping King, and he was born.
Therefore, Feng Xiao himself has a relatively low status and is often looked down upon by others. In addition, he cannot compete with his elder brother, so his jurisdiction is relatively remote.
The place close to Nanlu Country is definitely not a prosperous place, and it is even often invaded by Nanlu people.
The Fire Worshipers are not as cohesive as ordinary countries. Each tribe often does its own thing and only needs to pay tribute. It is undoubtedly very dangerous for Fengxiao to guard this place, which shows its status.
"Then you are a concubine?" Tang Ping's eyes were frighteningly bright, as if he had seen some kind of rare treasure.
"Well, there is no such thing as the Fire Worshipers, but judging from their status, it is indeed the case."
"Haha, okay, I like Bastard."
Tang Ping's words scared the fire worshiper to the point where he felt the long-lost cold and wanted to risk his life on the spot.
"Don't get me wrong, do you want to become a king? Make those who look down on you look at you with admiration and pay back all the humiliation of the past?" Tang Ping said with temptation in his tone.
"Haha, I'm willing." Feng Xiao agreed simply. Tang Ping was about the same strength as his father, so why wouldn't he want such a person to be his backstage?
Besides, I can't leave without agreeing.
Soon, the two reached an agreement.
Tang Ping didn't ask for anything, and he didn't make any plans. Just let Feng Xiao act as usual, don't reveal his identity, and meet at the agreed place every once in a while.
Tang Ping looked at Wei Hu, who had been waiting for a long time not far away, and said, "From now on, you will take over with Mr. Feng Xiao."
"yes!"
Wei Hu was not injured under Tang Ping's protection.
After saying that, Tang Ping turned to Feng Xiao and said: "The sky will disappear in a while. We are too conspicuous standing like this. I will give you a great achievement!"
"What great achievement?"
"Listen carefully..."
outside world.
A group of snake people and other aliens were waiting. They had already dealt with the people of the Fire Nation, and now they were just waiting for the result under the fire curtain.
An elder of the Snake Tribe said confidently: "Don't worry, the Master of Jade Cauldron Palace and the King will work together to capture the thief."
They are all confidants, so they naturally know what will happen inside. No matter what, King Nanluhua will always come out alone.
The crimson sky was like a huge inverted bowl of flames. The majestic heat made people dare not come within ten miles.
At this time, the flames gradually dissipated, the heat dissipated, and the coolness between heaven and earth returned.
The scene inside appeared in front of everyone.
"Nan Luhua!! How dare you kill him! I will fight you!"
The sky cleared, and what came was Tang Ping's disbelieving roar.
I saw red clouds filling the sky, a red-haired young man's hair dancing wildly, like a ghost coming, surrounded by countless flames forming human-shaped flame Taoist soldiers.
Tang Ping and his disciples were separated and were surrounded by many Taoist soldiers. Suddenly, the man turned into flames and hit Tang Ping in the chest with a palm.
"Wow!"
Tang Ping vomited blood and fell to the ground. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Xiao looked at the other people in Mingzhu Palace. The moment these people met Feng Xiao's eyes, their legs were instantly weak from fear.
"Run!"
"Help!!"
I thought it was a soft-legged shrimp, but it turned out to be a dragon crossing the river.
Nan Luhua is dead, and the life or death of the palace master is unknown. How can these remaining people defeat him?
The flames burst, fast.
Wow!
Taoist soldiers came from the sky on fire clouds. The heat wave baked everyone's face red, sweating profusely, and their hair had a strange smell of burning.
"die!"
The Taoist soldiers came to the leading snake-men elders. They didn't need to fight at all. They just surrounded them and blew themselves up.
The flames burned, and several senators turned into roasted snakes on the spot.
“Bold!!!”
Roar! !
A dragon roar shook the heavens and earth.
I saw a young man with dragon horns standing in front of everyone, with a golden dragon-headed sword floating beside him.
The divine sword divided ten thousand pure gold sword energies, and with dazzling light, strangled all the Taoist soldiers.
"Haha, good time!!"
The two fight.
Fire and sword energy flew everywhere. Wei Hu not only had super sword skills, but also had a hard body, invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire.
The flames of the wind are changing in many ways. This body is cut off, and the next one is born from the flames on the other side.
Neither side could do anything to the other, but looking at the trend, Wei Hu still had the upper hand, which made everyone who had just escaped look at him with admiration and recognized the strength of this stranger.
Now I can only rely on him.
"Haha, I'm going too!"
After a while, Feng Xiao couldn't hold on any longer and disappeared into flames.
"Don't leave!!"
Wei Hu roared angrily, holding his sword and flying in the direction where Feng Xiao disappeared.
The two of them fought all the way to the Fire Tree Valley, where many people from the Fire Worshiping Tribe were guarding the area. Most of them were Feng Xiao's men.
In the eyes of these people, the battle is another scene.
Feng Xiao kept suppressing Wei Hu and fought. Although Wei Hu had the strength to fight back, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Wei Hu would be defeated in the future.
"Hmph! The days are long! I will definitely take your head in the future!!"
Wei Hu said a harsh word and ran away.
Feng Xiao fell, and his general said cautiously: "Master, where are the others?"
"All dead."
Everyone was shocked, could it be that they were defeated?
"But I seriously injured the palace master of Mingzhuhuo Palace and killed the king of Nanlu." Feng Xiao was full of confidence.
Hearing this, everyone was not happy, but panicked.
This is not a credit, but a disaster.
What should they do if the candle-bearing snake wakes up? When a powerful enemy attacks, the king will not care about them.
Three days later, Feng Xiao negotiated with Wei Hu at the border. The two sides divided the border without pursuing each other, and declared a truce for a hundred years.
After this negotiation, both Wei Hu and Feng Xiao became famous.
The Mingzhu Palace knew that it was Nan Luhua who took the initiative to provoke. In addition, the current domestic situation was not good, and half of the masters died. The main thing was to calm down the trouble.
After all, it will be decades before the candle-bearing snake wakes up, and if someone wants to kill him, he will be able to kill him in the next few years. I don't know if anyone will avenge him later, but they must be dead anyway.
All in all, Mingzhu Shrine's confidence is not very strong, and it has a mutually wary relationship with the forces next door, so it doesn't dare to go too far in some things.
In the Mingzhu Shrine, Tang Ping was lying on a stretcher, breathless, the wounds on his body had not healed, and there was a strong medicinal fragrance in the room.
"Now that we are facing a powerful enemy, I am unable to take charge of the affairs. From now on, Wei Hu will assist me in handling matters. Do you agree?"
Tang Ping asked.
"As you command!"
All the die-hards are dead, and the rest are cowards. They can't even evade their responsibilities, let alone take the initiative to resist.
There is no intention of fighting for power at all.
During the following period, Wei Hu used his means to completely control power and hold Nanlu Kingdom tightly in his hands.
Nan Luhua was tortured by Wu Ji and revealed some secrets and sacrificial methods of the Kingdom of Worry, as well as the techniques for using the two scales, all of which were accepted by Wei Hu.
Three years later.
Tang Ping announced the retreat and passed the position of Palace Master to Wei Hu. Everyone was reluctant to part with it for a while. The retreat was the last resort. If you don't break through, you can't come out. This is the last resort for monks.
Generally, there is a high probability that you will not be able to get out of a deadlock. After all, if you can break through, you will have already broken through.
If it doesn't come out after a long time, people will die by default.
So going into retreat is not much different from declaring death.
Of course, this reluctance didn't last long. Everyone was immediately attracted by Wei Hu, because Wei Hu also knew how to make elixirs.
Several years passed.
The two parties cooperated happily with Feng Xiao, and often exchanged materials in private.
Tang Ping has not turned Feng Xiao into a god for a long time, just to test this guy's character. Although he can deprive Feng Xiao of his cultivation at any time after becoming a god, it is not a brainwashing magic after all. The other party still has the consciousness of independent thinking. Ghosts are bad.
Tang Ping completely lived in seclusion. In addition to his daily practice, he practiced alchemy skills. The Danjing Sect's Qiongdan Theology was close to completion.
The craftsmanship is much higher than the previous jade flute.
While Tang Ping was practicing, an uninvited guest was about to arrive from the distant east.
This man is wearing a green robe, riding a dragon-headed red-maned tiger-body beast, and the spiritual beast is riding on a green ganoderma cloud.
With eyes like jasper, sun-shaped lines between the eyebrows, skin like a baby, and black hair spread behind him, there is a true immortal who has attained enlightenment.
This man came from Penglize, and the clouds were very fast, traveling three thousand miles a day, and he was not afraid of the strong wind in the sky.
When he came to Chu State, he first observed for half a month, and then touched the barren mountain where the jade flute finally appeared.
The Taoist rode his mount with great swagger, and the people below seemed to be blinded and unable to see the divine beast.
"Huh?"
As soon as I arrived at the barren mountain, I saw green smoke curling up and the fragrance of Danhua dispersing.
He came to the thatched house. The wooden door was open, and inside was a young man making alchemy.
Just from a glance, he knew that this was Danjing's technique, and that this person was extremely skilled.
Eyes facing each other.
Tang Ping in the room trembled, stood up excitedly, and said: "Master Qingyun? Is it you? Master? You finally came to pick me up!!"
This kind shout immediately put Qingyun out of control.
(End of chapter)
