Ji Zhengzheng and Shang Zhu and others were in the lobby to figure out the attitude of the king and discuss the possibility that he would leave Tongbai Kingdom and go north, when the guards at the gate suddenly came to report: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, Wushan of the Witch Alliance asks to see you." ”

The Witch Alliance?

Except for Shang Zhu, the rest of the people obviously didn't think that he would take the initiative to come to the door, and they were all stunned: Why did this Wushan come so suddenly?

"Yes, please. "Ji Zheng's heart is very complicated, he has no feelings for these wizards, but the influence of the Witch Alliance in Nanzhou is too great, and he must show great importance.

Since entering Nanzhou, the Witch Alliance has been like an invisible monsoon, even if it is invisible, it can make people feel everywhere, and it is mentioned wherever they go.

The people of the Western Continent have a deep respect for this mysterious and strange organization in the eyes of the people of Kyushu, and whenever they talk about things related to them, their demeanor becomes very excited, and even their voices are much higher than usual.

Ji Zheng once privately asked the soldiers of the Black Water Country why they revered the Witch Alliance so much, after all, in Kyushu, wizards are the characters that everyone shouts about.

When Ji Zheng mentioned the word wizard, the soldier was already incoherent, hiding his face and weeping, and anyone could see how excited he was at this moment, and finally it was another soldier who was relatively calm to give their answer.

Every spring in the western continent, a plant called Wanshou Wood will grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it only takes overnight to grow from a seed to a towering tree, because this requires a lot of nutrients, the nutrients in those soil will be sucked dry in an instant, and then there will be no extra nutrients enough to support their continued growth, they will soon dry up, wither, and collapse.

It only takes two days from the germination of the seed to the part of the sludge.

And this season in Nanzhou is particularly rainy. When it rains, the remains of these longevity trees will quickly decay, and when they merge into the land, they will produce a strange smoke, which is called miasma.

And every time at this time, the sea breeze blowing from the South China Sea arrives as scheduled, and the miasma that permeates the canyon scatters along the wind, and when the miasma is at its peak, it can even cover the entire western continent, and it can not be dispersed for several days and nights, just like a "fairyland".

Miasma itself is not poisonous, but it can make the body uncomfortable, inhaling too much, will make people sluggish, and in the long run, will make people live a lot of life.

The Western Continent is full of miasma, which is not very suitable for the life of the human race, and adults are strong and strong, and often drink herbs, so they can resist these vicious miasma, but how can newborn babies have resistance? Without resistance, the envoys of the Netherworld Emperor will come one after another, harvesting round after round of infant lives.

This problem has troubled the natives for thousands of years, and the natives initially tried to cut down these longevity trees, so as to completely get rid of the harm of miasma, but the longevity trees often grow in deep mountains and valleys, no one can approach, it is impossible to eradicate them fundamentally, and its seeds are very strange, as long as they fall to the ground, they will automatically burrow into the soil, and no one can dig them out.

Another solution for the natives is to try not to give birth to children in the spring, as long as the miasma dissipates automatically after this time, the survival rate of the baby will be greatly improved. But this is not the best way to do it, because even children under the age of two are weak and are likely to be killed by miasma.

In that particular difficult time, the absence of a successor was a lingering pain for the natives.

It was the Witch League that solved this permanent conundrum.

Every year at the beginning of spring, this beloved organization in the Western Continent sends out a large team of wizards to perform large-scale witchcraft to drive away the miasma.

If it weren't for the Witch Alliance, at least half of the babies born in the Western Continent would have died, and not many would have survived.

The Alliance of Witches, needless to say, as long as this word is mentioned in front of people, there will always be people who can't help but feel excited in their hearts and shed tears on the scene.

In a sense, the Witch Alliance is their reborn parent.

Born in the palace of the strongest empire in the Shanhai Continent, Ji Zheng, who has been guarded by countless maids since he was born, doesn't quite understand the feeling of gratitude to the natives of Nanzhou, but they all say so, there is no doubt that the Wu Alliance is excellent, and it can dispel the miasma, which is enough to prove that the strength of this organization is very strong.

Ji Zheng asked Shang Zhu, what kind of characters are the wizards of the Witch Alliance, who have such magical powers that can drive away the miasma between heaven and earth?

Shang Zhu smiled mysteriously at that time, and only said one thing that Ji Zheng remembered vividly: This group of wizards of the Witch Alliance is not human at all.

Ji Zheng didn't know what Shang Zhu meant, and when he wanted to ask a little more clearly, Shang Zhu always avoided talking about it, and just nagged repeatedly: If His Royal Highness is lucky enough to go to Baigu Peak, he may be able to see how powerful they are.

He couldn't figure it out, since these wizards were so powerful, why did the Heavenly Emperor insist on driving them out of Kyushu in the first place?

Perhaps, the answer can be found in this wizard named Wushan, Ji Zheng thought to himself.

Wu Shan is the eldest disciple of Wu Gan, the current leader of the Witch Alliance, a leader in his generation, proficient in all kinds of witchcraft, and a cultivator in the realm of unity. At the age of twenty-eight years old to enter the realm of unity, Wushan is the youngest wizard of the realm of unity since the establishment of the Witch Alliance, known as the genius of geniuses, people in Nanzhou have never hesitated to praise this young wizard, thinking that any gorgeous words will not be a trace of disobedience to him, some fanatical fans even openly call him the son of the wind, just because of his free coming and going style and vigorous style.

Wushan, the strength of the young generation among the wizards, is the first, and it is the kind that pulls the second place for a long and long distance.

When Wu Shan walked into the lobby of the mansion, everyone immediately felt an invisible pressure coming.

Sun Yun is nine feet long, which is considered tall above Kyushu, and Wushan, who is dressed in a black coat, is a head taller than Sun Yun, and is about the same height as the barbarians who fought on the bank of the Qingjiang River that day, but his body is not as strong as them, tall and solid, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

However, the most impressive thing is his eyes, ordinary people from the Western Continent, their eyes are black and red, and Wushan's eyes are green in the middle, black in the middle, and the outermost layer has turned russet, which is extremely weird, and others will never forget it when they look at it.

Li Qing leaned slightly and whispered in Sun Yun's ear: "I can't feel the other party's realm." When he finished, he added: "Unfathomable." After speaking, he quietly stood up again.

Sun Yun looked at Li Qing, who closed his mouth tightly and stood motionless like a stone sculpture.

Wu Shan walked straight in front of Ji Zheng and said, "Go back, this place doesn't belong to you." ”

Ji Zheng saw that the other party was so straightforward as soon as he came, he didn't even say a word of greeting, and was suppressed on the spot, which was completely different from the pressure he usually encountered in the deep palace, which was a tone that could not be questioned.

Fortunately, Ji Zheng has lived in Haojing for many years, and is a member of the royal family, and has dealt with many princes, and he is not an uninformed person, so he stabilized his mind in an instant, frowned, and said: "Please go north to the king, and we will naturally go back." ”

"He's not going to go with you. Wu Shan said lightly.

"Why?"

"If you are the king of the country of Tongbai, would you like to? There is a man who has come from far and wide to ask you to go out of the mountains, to abandon your own country, to leave behind your own people, and to save the country of others. ”

"I....... I ......" Ji Zheng originally wanted to say that I was willing, but he kept his mouth open, and these words could not be spoken, and he said, "But I can't just return in vain, how can I return to my father if I can't invite the king out of the mountain." ”

"Your crown prince's position has been abolished, and returning to Haojing will only cost you your life. ”

"Even if I die, I will die in Mijing. ”

Shang Zhu saw that Ji was clenching his fist hard, coughed, and said to Wu Shan: "Why should the great wizard be so aggressive. ”

Wu Shan looked at Shang Zhu, hugged his fists at him and said, "I've seen Mr. Shang Zhu." ”

"We know?" Shang Zhu was stunned.

"Who doesn't know the tricks of the valley god ......" Wu Shan hadn't finished speaking, but was interrupted by Shang Zhu haha, "Remember, remember, we did meet, is your teacher okay?"

"Thank you sir for your concern, he is a good old man. The teacher said that if I could see you, I would definitely invite you to meet at the Oyster Hall. ”

"Definitely, definitely. ”

Even Shang Zhu couldn't resist it, no one in the lobby dared to speak, and wherever Wushan's fierce gaze swept to, the people there lowered their heads in unison, not daring to look at him.

Wu Shan finally set his eyes on Ji Zheng's body and said, "If you don't have a place to go, you can come to the Oyster Hall." After saying that, he left the house without looking back.

When Wushan completely disappeared from everyone's sight, the talents in the hall were relieved, and no one thought that just standing in the hall and talking, this great wizard could give people such a serious sense of oppression.

Ji Zheng watched Wushan's tall figure gradually move away, and he still didn't understand the meaning of his last sentence, but he noticed the other party's black coat rising in the wind, and the pattern on the back seemed to be the pattern of Tai Chi in the outer gossip, and he remembered that the other old man standing on the Fengluan Hall today was also wearing such a robe.