Chapter Twenty-Six: The Ideal of the Fudo King

The Divine Mighty Ming King and the Freedom Ming King were both determined to win Zhou Fan, so they had already sent their men to wait outside the bloody land, but when the other party really appeared and left with the Fudo Ming King to go to Fudo Peak, it was already too late. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Shenwei Ming Wang studied the chess game, and even imagined every move he made in the middle world into the chessboard, but after hearing that Zhou Fan joined the command of the Fudo Ming King, his face became extremely ugly, and the chess pieces in his hand did not know how to fall.

"It's the first time I've seen an adult play chess and hesitate for so long!" There has always been a long-haired young woman beside King Shenwei Ming, who is amazed by the beauty of the heavens, the devil-like thin body, and the elegant temperament exuded by gestures, like a holy fairy, just such a woman is also the only person in the entire Qipan Mountain who can enter the room of King Shenweiming.

"In my opinion, there are only two results in the chess game, Zhou Fan voted for me to account for seventy percent, and voted for three percent of the Ming King, but now he actually chose not to move the Ming King, I can't see through it, and I can't think through it!" After speaking, King Shenwei Ming's brows furrowed more and more, and the chess pieces in his hand made him crumple into pieces in an instant.

"Although the adults have no last resort, but after all, you are not a god, as the so-called manpower is limited, there are always places that cannot be calculated, you don't have to hurt your mind too much." The young woman first wiped the pieces in the hands of King Shenwei Ming with a gentle face, and then took out a chess piece and put it in the opponent's hand, and finally the whole person stood behind the other party and began to knead her shoulders.

The young woman's movements were smooth, and she looked like she had served the other party for many years, and even the other party's temper was easy to handle.

"It's not that simple," but this time King Shenwei Ming was not appeased, but still said with a heavy face: "This Zhou Fan has not only the talent in cultivation, but also the excellent temperament, and only a person like him can perfectly inherit my mantle, I must not just forget it!" ”

King Shenwei Ming said, his eyes glanced directly at the young woman, and said with a courteous face: "This Zhou Fan is not a god yet, I don't believe that he doesn't eat fireworks in the world, since he can't satisfy him materially, then he can only paralyze him mentally!" ”

The young woman naturally understood the intentions of the Divine Mighty King, and she would never go against the other party's decision, but she still asked, "Did the Lord really decide to do this?" ”

"I've wronged you!" King Shen Wei Ming only said these four words, and this was his decision.

If King Shenwei Ming needs a person who inherits his mantle, then what King Zizai Ming needs is a right-hand man who can assist him in the future, a powerful combat force for his own use, and after he knew that King Fudong Ming succeeded in recruiting Zhou Fan, although he was angry and frustrated, he also planned to stop there, because he also had his own arrogance, and he would not always go down to ask for help in order to recruit a subordinate.

The King of Fudo Ming is in charge of Fudo Peak, and although there are nearly 100 people under his command, the real combat power of the Shangling Emperor Realm is only ten people.

"On the surface, Fudo Peak is just an ordinary mountain, but it is also the last defense of the entire Zen Buddhism, because this mountain is full of the power of Vajra, which is a symbol of strength." The King of Fudo introduced his territory, and the meaning of his words was full of pride.

"It seems that Lord Fudo Ming has a soft spot for this place, but why don't you want to become a believer in the Lord of Heaven and Man?" Zhou Fan was puzzled.

"Because my faith is not dominated by heaven and man, but by myself." Although the tone of the King of Fudo Ming was flat, it was difficult to hide the arrogance in his heart, "I hope that I can use my own strength to create a world of my own, if it is a friend, eat meat and drink wine together, and if there is an enemy, I will fight to the end together, there is no so-called interests and scheming." ”

"Your Excellency seems to have a complaint against the Lord of Heaven and Man?" Zhou Fan joked.

"Not really, after all, she is much better than the other two masters, at least she will not cause unprovoked turmoil and killing," Fudo Ming King turned and said: "But she is a woman after all, and women will be cautious, and it is their nature to be suspicious, so no matter how good we do, it is useless." ”

"Your Excellency is so straightforward, aren't you afraid of the wrath of the Heavenly Lord?" Zhou Fan found that King Fudong Ming was actually an upright person.

"Compared to those cautious Ming kings, I'm afraid that I can reassure the master more!" After speaking, King Fudo Ming pointed to the forest not far away and said: "There is no division of strength in my place, everyone is a family, relatively, if you want to settle here, you can only go to the forest to find trees and build a house by yourself." ”

"Well said!" Zhou Fan couldn't help but recall the scene when he first went to Heavenly Wolf Peak, and the same environment made people nostalgic.

"It seems that the young people from the small world are also good," looking at Zhou Fan who was walking towards the forest, King Fudo Ming showed a satisfied expression on his face.

When Zhou Fan was planning to join Fudo Peak, he asked King Fudong why he wanted to recruit him, and the other party's answer was very simple, "I hate the current world, and I need your strength to create an ideal world for me." ”

Such an answer undoubtedly made Zhou Fan, who entered the middle world, feel a sense of warmth, after all, everything here was too cold, which made him full of negative emotions, and although the other party's words were much worse than what he was pursuing, it made him feel his blood boiling.

King Fudo Ming had also tried to recruit some other strong people before, and he had also told each other about his ambitions, but cultivators like Zuo Tianyi or those who had good talents regarded him as an idiot, and even thought that this was a kind of immaturity of the mind, and because of this, King Fudo Ming was called the weakest Ming King, and most of the cultivators who were willing to take refuge in Fudo Peak needed shelter, and only a small part was because of the ideal world in the other party's heart.

After all, Zhou Fan lived alone, so he simply piled up a thatched house, and when it was almost evening, King Fudo Ming asked most of his subordinates to carry a large vat of wine and a hundred catties of meat to celebrate Zhou Fan's accession.

"I mean, when was the last time the boss was so happy?" After three rounds of drinking, someone made a joke about King Fudo Ming by drinking.

"It's been at least two hundred years!" Another old man from Fudo Peak thought for a while and said, "It seems that when the boss first brought Yingying to Fudo Peak, it was the same at that time, the new house that had just been built, and all of us had a good drink here!" ”

"Enough!" Hearing only a snap, King Fudo suddenly threw his wine bowl to the ground, and said with a gloomy face: "You should drink wine and drink, you should eat meat and eat meat, why are you talking so much!" ”

Although the King of Fudo Ming seems to be gentle and honest, but no one dares to provoke him if he really wants to become popular, everyone immediately lowered their heads and said no more.

Zhou Fan asked the man on the side curiously, "What's the matter with that person named Yingying?" Is it because of the fall that everyone is so sad? ”

"It would be nice if it was really dead," I saw that the other party said angrily: "Now that people have already become the pet of King Shenweiming, it is a great shame for us to not move the peak." ”

"Human pets?" Zhou Fan didn't understand this word very well, but it wasn't a compliment when he thought about it, but just when he wanted to ask more clearly, suddenly the door opened.

Everyone thought it was their own, but when they saw a snow-white long leg, everyone's eyes began to rise.

"Goddess..."This is the first feeling that everyone has when they see each other, shocking, sacred and undesecrated, but some people's eyes are also changing.

"Who is she?" Zhou Fan looked at the people who suddenly came in, and there was also a lot of fluctuation in his heart.

The man next to him glanced at him and said, "What are you talking about, she is Lan Yingying!" ”