The death of the commander of the Nancheng camp soon spread throughout the government and the opposition, and dozens of ministers rushed to the palace on the same day to ask to see the emperor, but they were all blocked.

This matter intensified, and it was called the bloody incident in Nanchengying, and for this reason, within a few days, there were no less than hundreds of letters piled up on the table of the young emperor.

He sat at the table, looking at the folds piled up high, the pressure in his heart was infinite, but the emperor's eyes were extremely determined.

Maybe this time, it can really change the fate of their Xuanyuan clan.

Time flashed, and it was a month later, and on this day, a man and a woman came from outside the city.

Both men and women wore hats and simple linen robes, and looked no different from ordinary foot merchants.

When they entered the city, they found an inn at random, and two of them found them that night.

In a guest room on the third floor of Qingyun Inn, Xue Jian and Mo Jiuweng knocked on the door, and the door was quickly opened, and a pure and lovely girl appeared in front of them.

When the girl saw the two people in front of her, she was immediately surprised.

"Teacher, old drunkard, why did you find it so quickly?"

The door of a guest room next to him was opened, and the tall Mori Tiger walked out, with a hearty smile on his face, and said.

"Looks like you're doing well in the capital. ”

The four of them walked into the room together, closed the door, and chatted.

"Teacher, when we received your letter, we hurried over without stopping, and this time we brought with us a whole thousand men, all of whom were stationed in a valley thirty miles south of the capital. ”

Du Xiaoqing's eyes were shining, and he said excitedly.

Xue Jian and Mo Jiuweng glanced at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

They thought it would be good if the two of them could bring 500 people this time, but they didn't expect it to be a whole thousand.

This is a big boost for Xue Jian.

He asked with a smile.

"How is the development of the White Tiger Chamber of Commerce now?"

Du Xiaoqing said slowly.

"Teacher, now our White Tiger Chamber of Commerce has become the largest force in the entire southern region, almost all the cities are under our control, and the members of the Chamber of Commerce have reached more than three thousand.

It's just that most of the people are too low, so we only selected 1,000 elites to come. ”

The White Tiger Chamber of Commerce developed so fast, which not only surprised Xue Jian, but also expected it.

The development of the Chamber of Commerce has made the lives of local residents richer, and they can naturally get the support of the people.

It is not so much that this is the good development of the White Tiger Chamber of Commerce, but rather the choice of the times and the aspirations of the people.

Then Xue Jian told them some things that happened in the capital during this time, and now he is the prince of the fourth rank of the sea, with 10,000 troops in charge, and he has completely gained a firm foothold in this capital.

After Du Xiaoqing and Sen Hu heard his story, they couldn't help but marvel again and again, but Xue Jian brought them too many surprises, and it didn't seem strange to think about it.

If Xue Jian had been in the capital for more than a month and hadn't done anything earth-shattering, it would be strange.

They were still surprised that Xue Jian had unknowingly become the leader of the Five Poisons Sect and controlled more than a thousand people in the Five Poisons Sect.

After Xue Jian finished speaking, he took out a piece of paper from the space belt, spread it out in front of Sen Hu, and asked.

"Brother Senhu, do you know these ancient witches?"

This paper is full of dense, complex and obscure words, which is the ancient witch text that Xue Jian copied on the wall of the Witch God Temple when he broke into the Witch King's Palace at night more than a month ago.

Senhu looked down at those ancient witches, and after looking at them carefully, his eyes burst with essence.

"This is a record of witch gods. ”

"What do you mean?"

Xue Jian immediately asked, and Du Xiaoqing and Mo Jiuweng also cast curious glances.

After reading it carefully, Senhu took a deep breath, and the shock in his eyes was difficult to hide.

He spoke slowly.

In this ancient witch script, the witch god was a wise man in the forest, who taught people how to make bows and arrows, spears, and taught his followers to hunt in the jungle and obtain food.

Later, more and more people followed the wise men, and they established tribes in the forests and built camps to fight against the mighty beasts. ”

Listening to these words, a scene of the evolution of the ancient ape-man immediately appeared in Xue Jian's mind.

Could it be that the people of this world also evolved from apes?

Xue Jian shook his head, feeling that he was thinking a little too much, and the story should not develop according to Darwin's theory of evolution.

Sure enough, Senhu's words behind them set off earth-shattering waves in their hearts.

As the days passed, the tribe grew stronger and stronger, and the wise man became the first leader to be admired by all.

One day, while meditating, the leader of the wise men discovered spiritual power, and with this power, he was able to do many incredible things.

The wise man called this power witchcraft.

He developed a lot of witchcraft alone, and his power grew stronger and stronger, so strong that the entire continent had no rivals, until a god descended from the sky.

The deity was very interested in witchcraft, so he gave the wise man the power of God, took him as a disciple, and took him to the divine realm. ”

Mori Hu stopped when he said this, and his voice contained strong shock and reverence.

Similarly, after Xue Jian, Du Xiaoqing and Mo Jiuweng listened to it, they all felt that the story was bizarre, and their hearts were turbulent.

The four of them were silent for a long time, and it was not until they had fully digested the shocking story that they spoke up.

Only Xue Jian was still silent, thinking in his heart.

What is the relationship between the witch god and the Nine Dragons Monument, it seems that this story has nothing to do with the Nine Dragons Monument.

He looked at Senhu and asked.

"Brother Senhu, in addition to recording the stories of the witch gods, these ancient witch texts have no other information, such as about stone tablets and gods. ”

Senhu looked down again and shook his head.

"This is just a record of the witch god when he was not yet a god, I have never seen it before, let alone heard of it, it's hard to say whether it's true or not, where did you get it?"

Xue saw a slight disappointment in his heart, and had already guessed that Liufeng was probably lying to him, but he still had a trace of luck.

"It was copied from the Witch God Temple in the Witch King's Palace. ”

Xue Jian replied.

Senhu moved in his heart and nodded.

"Since it is the Witch God Temple of the Witch King's Palace, there is no need to doubt the authenticity.

The witch god is a belief in all of us, and he would be sad, angry, or indifferent to see his people killing each other. ”

Xue Jian sighed lightly, maybe the witch god would still be concerned about his people when he first became a god.

But after so many years, the gods will slowly forget everything and become indifferent.

Since there was no record of the remnants of the Nine Dragons, Xue Jian gave the paper with the ancient witch script copied to Senhu.

The four of them chatted about some other things together, and late at night, Xue Jiancai and Mo Jiuweng left the inn together.