Chapter 560: Wooing

Little prince, please stay! ”

The sudden sound echoed in the night sky without hesitation, like the bell in the temple, which was extremely powerful. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A young man dressed in yellow walked slowly from a distance. In his hand, he held the little Galu with tears on his face.

The sudden appearance of the monk made Batubuh instantly pull the reins. I saw him turn around slowly, staring at the young man with a solemn face, walking step by step, getting closer and closer to him.

At this moment, no one spoke. Whether it was the people of the Barça tribe or the soldiers of King Yuli, they were all silent. The young man was dressed in yellow and stepped on the cloth shoes of the Buddhist gate, like a lama. In Mengzhou, especially in some small countries and tribes, the Huangyi lama is a god and a teacher who cannot be offended.

Although Batubuh is the son of the duke, he is a veritable little prince. But he never dared to offend the Yellow Cloth Sect and offend these masters with mana.

The young man's voice was vast and mellow, obviously using mana. How could the lamas of the Yellow Coat sect appear in the midst of this small Bassa tribe? Is this person the legendary Dharma Walker? At this time, Batubuh had already woken up, and the evil fire in his body was instantly extinguished. After thinking for a moment, Batubuh looked at the young man wearing a scarf on the side. Seeing that his face nodded solemnly, he hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and greeted Hongwu.

"It turns out that there is a master practicing here, and if you disturb it, I hope that the master will forgive your sins." Batubuh bowed slightly and saluted Hongwu.

"My Buddha is compassionate. Poor monks wander all over the world, give alms, pass by here today, see this mother and son pitiful, and ask for a good fate with the little prince. Let them go, and in exchange for the poor monk being willing to serve King Yuli for a year. Hong Wu clasped his hands together and shouted the Buddha's name decently, but he sneered in his heart.

"There are actually Daomen Qi refiners beside this little prince, and I don't know what sect or sect they are. Why did the nobles of Mengzhou get mixed up with the Taoist people of the Central Plains? However, this Qi Refiner's cultivation is too weak, and it seems that he has just refined his heart fire...... Alas, that's it. I witnessed the tragic death of Gardi, and although I couldn't save him, I had to at least save his wife and children. As long as this Batubuh is not a fool, he should understand which is more important. Hong Wu sighed in his heart, although there was no expression on his face, he already had a plan in his heart.

If you want to be invited to enter the great world of Buddha on the day of the midyear festival, it is not enough to become a Dharma practitioner. He had to be famous, or recommended by someone of great authority. In this way, he must rely on the nobles of Mengzhou, and even the royal family of the tribe, and slowly manage his reputation. Only in this way will the Yellow Cloth Sect invite him to climb the Eight Phases Mountain.

Although King Yuli is only a duke of a small tribe, he is also qualified enough to recommend. If Hong Wu can enter the palace and become famous with his supernatural cultivation, it will be a simple matter. However, at this time, he suppressed his cultivation in the heart fire realm, and he was only a little stronger than the young man beside Batubuh.

"Is that true?" Batubuh was overjoyed when he heard that Hongwu actually took the initiative to serve King Yuli. As if he was afraid that Hong Wu would regret it, he hurriedly said to the soldiers behind him: "Don't let Miss Toya go quickly." After that, he said to Hong Wu: "When is the master willing to get up, if you feel that it is too late, Xiao Wang is willing to follow the master to practice here**, and wait until tomorrow to leave." ”

"It's okay, the war is urgent, just leave immediately. The poor monk knows a little about medical skills and is willing to go to the army to heal the wounds of the soldiers. ”

"Well, well, if you have the help of the guru, it will be better." Batubuh was surprised and delighted, and the more he looked at Hongwu, the more pleasing it was to the eye. How could he have thought that he would be able to meet the Dharma Walker in this remote tribe, it would be like a treasure.

Seeing that the little prince in front of him looked respectful and happy, Hong Wu nodded with satisfaction, and said, "As for the matter of borrowing troops this time, I think it will be forgiven." ”

"Okay, everything is up to the Guru. General Zaku, immediately collect the troops and return home, don't delay the hour. "Batu Buhe thinks that he has the help of the Dharma practitioners, where can he care about only twenty or thirty mortals. In order not to offend Hongwu, he naturally did everything he said. Soon, the army of King Yuli disappeared into the vast grassland, farther and farther away from the Barça tribe.

Under the night sky, Hong Wu sat on horseback, his eyes slightly closed, refining qi while thinking about his plan. He didn't have any feelings for the people of the Barcelona tribe, and even had some disgust. Their indifference to their clansmen and their indifference to life and death made Hongwu very uncomfortable. And when he rescued Naren Toya's mother and son, it was just a matter of conforming to his wishes and raising his hands.

Along the way, the entire army did not speak except for the sound of horses' hooves and armor. The discipline is strict, and it is indeed a rare elite. However, just two hours after the procession had been moving forward, the young Qi Refiner suddenly said, "Master, can you talk about it?" ”

When Hong Wu heard this, his eyes moved, but he laughed secretly. "This kid, I finally can't help it, I want to see what you want to say."

He sneered in his heart, and then he asked rhetorically: "Looking at the donor's dress and the aura on his body, it should be a Dao Sect Qi Refiner, right?" Why did the people of Taoism in the Central Plains appear in the palace of Mengzhou? ”

"Don't hide it from the master, I am a disciple of Quanzhou Quguo, a disciple of the Buyi Sword Sect. Because of the struggle between the Taoist sects, as well as some special reasons, he had to go away. I also came to Mengzhou in the past two years, and by chance, I assisted King Yuli in his conquest of the Quartet. ”

"Oh, you're from Quanzhou Quguo?" When Hong Wu heard this, he was slightly stunned, and his tone instantly became solemn. This time, his expression wasn't pretending. Today's Qu country is indeed controlled by a very powerful Daomen. Three years ago, Quanzhou was already shrouded in murder, and what this young man said was not a lie. "That's true. But that's not important, what I'd like to talk to the lama about the situation in the palace. Although the Yuli Royal Mansion is not big, it is like a big mess today. Not to mention the battles between the Daomen in the Central Plains, in various parts of Mengzhou, there are also fierce fights between tribes. Therefore, Qi Refiners are very important to all tribes. In the palace, my cloth sword sect is only one force. In addition, there are also people from the Qingzhou Demon Gate. They have a Fire Realm master in charge, and they have always looked down on my Cloth Sword Sect. The guru is a Dharma practitioner, and even the Yellow Cloth Sect has to give a few points in front of him. I hope that when the time comes, the master will be able to stand on the side of my Buyi Sword Sect......" The young man kept analyzing the current situation and trying to win over Hong Wu. didn't know that the Dharma practitioner beside him was actually sneering disdainfully. "Qingzhou Demon Gate? Hehe, just a few life fire realms give you such a headache, it seems that this Kashgar tribe is indeed very weak! ”――