Qu Qianren followed Shi Yuanji's journey in Hedong, re-walking step by step, he wanted to know what the origin of that powerful spell was.

From Haitang Town to Guisui Town, from Black Mountain Village to Heishui Town, he only inquired about the distance of Shi Yuanji and his party, but he didn't have any news about spells.

The red light in Haitang Town, the dragon in Guisui Town, and the altar in Heishui Town were full of magic, but they had nothing to do with spells, which made him more and more confused.

He sometimes remembered that the dense, opaque darkness had made him so frightened that he could not sleep. However, it has a slight benefit, although the long journey is boring, it also gives him time to think about problems that he has not thought about before.

"I'm just someone else's knife. ”

For the first time, he became suspicious of this statement, even though it was something he often said to himself.

The knife is used to kill, he is the number one master in Dayu's register, and he is also the fastest knife in the world, the sharpest murder knife. However, his quick knife was defeated by an unknown junior, defeated by a spell that he had never seen before, and he fled.

He suddenly felt that his life had lost its meaning, his posture was decadent, and he walked on the way back to Black Mountain Village from Blackwater Town with a stubbled beard, like a walking corpse.

"Brother, do you accept antiques?"

A tall man with a spring breeze on his face stopped him and greeted him in a hearty tone.

Qu Qianren looked around with worried eyes, and saw that there were only him and the man on the official road, and he felt impatient in his heart: "I'm not interested." ”

With that, he continued along the official road, preparing to return to Black Mountain Village.

"Don't, brother. The man looked at Qu Qianren with regretful eyes, and stopped him treacherously. "I see you've walked three times down this road, and you seem to be looking for something? ”

The tall man held a bronze medal in front of Qu Qianren. The bronze medal is like a tablet, with the word Xingsha written on it, and the bronze medal is glowing with a faint blue light, which is eye-catching.

Qu Qianren looked at the tall man suspiciously and vigilantly, and asked with a full temperament: "What was your body just now...... Soon, there are few masters like you among the Great Yu, but I don't know you. ”

The tall man smiled slightly, and said loudly: "I'm just a nobody, a little person who plans to do some business, and you are recognized as the number one master in Dayu, are you afraid that I will harm you?" ”

Qu Qianren still looked decadent, and lamented: "I don't care now, even if you want to harm me, please take care of yourself." ”

With that, he bypassed the tall man and continued on his way.

The tall man sighed with hatred: "You say that you look like this, where do you still have the demeanor of the number one master of Dayu?

Qu Qianren turned his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the man. After a long time, he smiled curiously and said:

"You seem to be a person with a background, then I will test you, as long as you answer my question, I will give you all the money on me and buy your brand. ”

The tall man crossed his arms around his chest and said confidently: "Then you can ask the right person, I have traveled from south to north, I have seen a lot of knowledge, and I can answer any question you take." ”

Qu Qianren hesitated for a moment, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and the decadent atmosphere was swept away, replaced by domineering mana fluctuations, surrounding the two of them, and said leisurely:

"There is a spell in which the caster unleashes a wave of darkness, which is thick and heavy, and gradually spreads, and everything that stands in its way cannot stop it, and is enveloped in it, like the darkness of midnight that silently consumes everything. ”

"But unlike the night, everything that was swallowed by it disappeared as if it had never existed. The caster, on the other hand, will not only not produce a consumption of mana, but will greatly increase his mana. ”

"Have you ever seen a spell like this?"

As Qu Qianren narrated, the tall man's eyes gradually widened, he looked very stunned, and asked rhetorically, "Is that spell caster a woman?"

"You actually know?" Qu Qianren immediately reacted and hurriedly asked. "What's the name of that spell?"

The tall man didn't answer, but said with a deep expression, "I have to know what the caster looks like, otherwise I'm not sure if it's the kind of power I know." ”

Qu Qianren repeated these two words in his heart, and with an idea in his heart, he let down his guard and told Shi Yuanji's situation one by one.

"Recoincide with Hou Qi Xunji?" the tall man asked with a smile. "How did I hear he had another name?"

Qu Qianren was taken aback, his throat moved, and he asked cautiously: "Do you know him?" He used to be Shi Yuanji, and he was a temple in Jinwuguan, Xiaoyu Village, Haitang Town, Hexi. ”

The tall man took out the bronze mirror, held it in front of Qu Qianren, stretched out his other hand and spread it flat, and said seriously: "That's not a spell, it's a kind of power, a power that you mortals can't touch." ”

"It's normal that you can't fight, how can a mortal fight with a god and win? ”

The more Qu Qianren listened, the more surprised he became, he took out all the money on his body, put it in the tall man's hand, respectfully took the bronze mirror, and examined it carefully.

He looked up, but to no avail, he had to look up and ask, only to see that the man had long since disappeared, and in front of him was a tall strange man.

Dressed in silver and gold armor and a helmet of antlers, the strange man had a dark complexion and a face covered in intricate red dragon stripes.

The strange man looked at Qu Qianren, who was stunned, and said loudly: "You are quite generous, this money is about more than thirty taels of silver, so I will accept it." ”

The strange man withdrew the money in his hand and looked at Qu Qianren kindly.

"You...... Who are you?" Qu Qianren came back to his senses, looked at the strange man in front of him in disbelief, and asked hesitantly.

"My name is Tai Sui. "The weirdo casually gave his name.

Qu Qianren listened to this, trembled all over, and fell to his knees holding the bronze medal when he arrived, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"The god of war, Tai Sui?"

Tai Sui's left hand was raised slightly, and an invisible force lifted Qu Qianren up, and then said kindly:

"Give this bronze medal to Shi Yuanji, and he will give you a reward. ”

"If you want to pray to me, you can recite this mantra:"

"At that time, the mighty star,

Covering the ten realms, he always destroys all sins and kills countless gods with his mighty divine power.

The gods were miserable, and saw that if he were annihilated, he would be too far in the middle, and he would be boundless.

Right and wrong are not satisfied, the destiny is not deserved, and the stars are returned, and I am also transcendent.

”

Qu Qianren said respectfully: "Thank you for your guidance, I don't know why the great god found me to do this?"

Tai Sui snorted lightly and said regretfully: "Look at you, you are obviously capable, but you are always led by others, like a dog." ”

"With your ability, you can start a sect, why don't you try it?"

After Tai Sui finished speaking, he looked at Qu Qianren like an elder, waiting for his answer.

Qu Qianren squinted his eyes, bit his cheeks, saw sweat on his forehead, seemed to be making a lot of determination, and said solemnly after a long time:

"The great god taught me that I was really too reluctant. ”

Tai Sui nodded with satisfaction, and his figure disappeared little by little.

Qu Qianren was both excited and nervous, and looked at the bronze medal in his hand unsatisfied, and the doubts in his heart gradually dissipated.

"The power of the gods, a god who speaks for the victims, am I doing something wrong?"

He thought as he slowly walked southwest in the direction of Feng Ho.

......

In the Xingqing Mountain Palace, it is very lively.

The royal family in the capital, regardless of their title, wealth, or generation, were all invited by the Emperor of Heaven.

They greeted each other and exchanged ears, wondering why the little emperor had feasted them for no reason.

And King Yan, who knew the truth, came to Xingqing Mountain early, watched the scenery of Xingqing Mountain unscrupulously, and chatted with other royal families.

"Have you heard? This Dragon Pattern Academy has recruited a large number of people from the royal family to teach the poor to read. ”

"No, I let my son go, and the salary is quite a lot. ”

"Hey, your family is all poor ghosts, and you actually go to make money by being the child king!"

"What you say, you say again. ”

Although these royal families are all surnamed Qi, they are rich and poor, with different titles, and they have to quarrel for inexplicable reasons wherever they go.

King Yan only felt bored, covered his ears, showed displeasure on his face, and walked quickly towards the main hall.

The main hall is full of delicacies, wine and wine.

The banquet is divided into meals, and each guest has his own table, and each table has a name tag.

According to the names on the name plate, the royal family sat down one by one, and with order and dignity, they finally stopped arguing.

As the fourth uncle of the Emperor of the Mandate of Heaven, King Yan was very close to the jade throne of the Emperor of the Mandate of Heaven, and beside him was the King of Qin, who was in charge of the Zongren Mansion.

He knowingly said to King Qin, "Second brother, what is the purpose of Your Majesty in summoning us?"

"Your Majesty is deep in thought, how do I know?" said King Qin nonchalantly. "But you surprised me very much, what are you doing in the capital if you don't enjoy happiness in Hongsang Town?"

King Yan said righteously: "The court is in urgent need of overhang, and the society is in danger of being tired. ”

King Qin was a little stunned, quickly put down the chopsticks in his hand, and said in a panic: "Where do you start with this, could it be that there are people on the east side of the river who have rebelled?"

King Yan snorted lightly and said disdainfully: "A few disaster victims, can they still make trouble?" What I'm saying is that we have internal ghosts in our Qi family!"

After that, King Yan looked at King Qin with burning eyes, as if he was waiting for him to show his attitude.

King Qin pretended to cough lightly, picked up the chopsticks again, picked up the wine glass, ate and drank, and did not answer.

King Yan slapped the table angrily and said loudly: "Second brother, what do you think of your home in the capital? You are still in charge of the Zongren Mansion, and there are scum in the family, don't you know?"

"That Qi Xun Ji, where did he come from, and he also deserves to enjoy the honorific title of the Overlapping Marquis? What kind of new tax system and new land policy are you doing in Hedong, which is a big rebellion!"

"He also has a private army, what kind of dragon pattern academy is it, he simply doesn't take us elders seriously!"

"Second brother, what did you do as the manager of the Zongren Mansion?"