In the afternoon of this day, the old Taoist Mude had just finished his meal in the Taoist temple, took out a scripture book from the shelf, and leisurely walked in the front yard, looking at the bell board in the hall that had rusted and accumulated a lot of dust from time to time.

Although it was past noon at this time, it was the time when those Taoist priests should practice the Taoist scriptures, but this Taoist temple was exceptionally quiet, and there was no other reason, just because there were only two Taoist priests in this Taoist temple.

One is the old Taoist priest Mude, and the other is the little Taoist priest from the Nanli royal family.

That little Taoist priest was lazy by nature, although his talent in Taoism was indeed extraordinary in the eyes of the old Taoist priest Mude, but the time that this little Taoist priest used to practice Taoism every day was only those two hours in the morning.

At this time, the little Taoist priest should be asleep in the backyard.

Thinking of this, the old Taoist priest Mude smiled helplessly, anyway, in his opinion, he himself is not one of those pedantic old bald asses of Buddhism, just practice Taoism, just do whatever you want, and besides, he has taught that kid a lot of times, but he still can't change that kid's lazy temperament, so he can only turn a blind eye and ignore it.

"Tut-tut, who would have thought that the old Taoist priest Mude who was in the dust of Dongchuan thirty years ago would actually become this amiable old man now."

A gust of wind blew, and the black-robed Holy Monarch who was wrapped in a black robe had already appeared in the gate of the Taoist temple, looking at the old Taoist priest Mude with a sneer.

Old Daoist Mude frowned slightly, looked at the black-robed Saint Monarch in disbelief and said

"You rat, why are you still alive? You weren't as early as the "

"You've long since died under the sword of that old fellow?"

Before the old Taoist priest Mu De finished speaking, the black-robed Holy Monarch flashed in front of him in the blink of an eye, and then slapped out his right palm with lightning speed.

Old Daoist Mu De snorted coldly, and the internal force in his body surged out at this moment, forming a circle of protective internal force beside his body.

A palm landed on the inner force barrier of the circle, and after a few breaths, the palm power had been dissipated, and the internal force of the protector had no other changes except for becoming a little vague and shaking slightly.

Only then did the black-robed Holy Monarch withdraw his right palm, smack his lips, and stared at the old Taoist priest Mude with his eyes as vicious as snake eyes, and spoke

"It seems that your old fellow's strength has not regressed, so my Xikun Kingdom will rest assured."

Old Daoist Mude pretended to be calm, although the power of the palm that the guy in front of him had just come out of seemed to be easily dissolved by himself, but if the black-robed Holy Monarch observed carefully, he could see that his internal strength had already had a slight crack at the moment when he had just withdrawn.

Old Daoist Mude's face was a little displeased, he looked at this black-robed Holy Monarch, and asked with some anger in his tone

"Old Daoist, what is my strength, what does it matter to your Xikun Kingdom?"

"Hey"

The black-robed Saint Monarch was happy, then took a closer look at the old Taoist priest Mude, and asked with some sarcasm

"Could it be that those people in Dongxun haven't informed you of the old fellow yet? At your Dongxun court meeting yesterday, it has been decided to form an alliance with my Xikun Kingdom to fight against the injustice of the south, this big war is about to start, how can you still be kept in the dark by your old guy? ”

The old Taoist priest Mude coughed a few times, glanced at this guy, and said in an unhappy tone, "This matter is related to the old Tao, the old Taoist is just a Taoist priest, and the disputes between the big countries have never been advocated by my generation." ”

The black-robed Saint Monarch glanced at this guy and sneered, anyway, he had already determined that the cultivation of this old Taoist priest had not regressed, and it might even be better than back then, so he immediately realized that there was no need to stay, so he turned around and was about to flee with light skills.

And at the moment when he fled, he left a word for the old Taoist priest Mude

"Don't pretend to be a saint for me, the wind is uneven and seriously injured and I can't make a move, that old bald donkey will also be in trouble, he is still making trouble with the imperial power dispute in Nanli, it is a deceptive thing, do you think our Xikun Congress will do unprofitable things?"

After the black-robed Holy Monarch disappeared, the face of the old Taoist priest Mude became a little sad.

And before he could make any moves, he heard the sound of leaves rubbing behind him, and the old Taoist priest Mude was about to make a move subconsciously

"Master, that guy, is what you said true?"

It's a little Taoist.

The old Taoist priest Mu De looked at the little Taoist priest with a look of remorse, and replied with some guilt

"If it were them, this matter should be true, the wind is uneven, he is really seriously injured...."

After all, he couldn't understand the origin of the black-robed Holy Monarch, it was one of the five great generals of the Xikun Kingdom, he had always thought that this person had died tragically under the uneven sword power with the rest of the people as early as thirty years ago when the allied forces of the countries besieged Nanli, but now it seems.

Not only is he still alive, but the few remaining old guys in the Xikun Kingdom are also alive and well, otherwise, how could they be so sure of the uneven news, precisely because one of those people was the guy who had compared the divination technique with the Fuxi clan and lost it.

That guy's divination skills, even the Fu Xi clan at that time was full of praise, and even said that if he talked about the fortune of the diviner, he would not be able to defeat this person.

And now Xikun Kingdom has brought the news of forming an alliance with Dongxun, which is probably the reason why that guy was seriously injured in the wind.

The five generals of the Xikun Kingdom, as far as they know, there are two people who are good at fighting at the same level as themselves, plus if the strength of the contemporary Kun Emperor of the Xikun Kingdom is not inferior to those two, so it seems that with the three top combat power on his Dongxun side, the number of the six top combat power, then Nanli is already behind.

And although Xikun is not one of the three major countries, but their army number is the highest in the continent, although it is a country, it can send a million troops, plus the five generals who are good at divination, only need to be equipped with an excellent commander.

In this way, it seems that Nanli is a little dangerous.

"Master, that black-robed Saint Monarch, is this person very strong?"

The old Taoist priest Mude fell into contemplation again, and finally nodded to the little Taoist priest with a wry smile.

Although the combat power of this black-robed Saint Monarch is at the same level as himself, he is also the more top-notch in this level.

The one who stirred up the martial arts situation on the mainland back then, in addition to the unevenness of defeating the world with one sword, also had a place for his black-robed Holy Monarch, an ordinary master, the power of one person could not help him at all, even if he was an old Taoist priest of Mude, I am afraid that he could only barely fight with this black-robed Holy Monarch.

Even if the black-robed Saint Monarch is seriously injured and can't make a move, I'm afraid that he will die on the spot.

To be honest, if you talk about internal strength, he Mude Old Taoist is not worthy of the black-robed Saint Monarch, but the reason why the Black-robed Saint Monarch can have a place at that time is that this person's shot has no bottom line at all.

Moreover, this guy's poison is also a must in Xikun, even if he is poisoned by this guy, he can't be careless, otherwise the slightest carelessness will be a big disaster.

The little Taoist glanced at the gate that was no longer empty with a somewhat lonely gaze, and looked at the old Taoist priest Mude with some pleading, and said

"Master, can you not make a move? As long as the master doesn't make a move, Nanli should be fine, right? ”

Old Daoist Mude shook his head and replied helplessly

"Since that guy said that, it means that something happened to the iron arrow bald donkey, and Nanli's imperial power dispute is not a fake, I'm afraid, even if I don't participate in it this time, Nanli will be in danger."

The little Taoist priest's eyes suddenly became a little incredulous, in his cognition, his home country Nanli had always been a powerful and powerful country, how could it suddenly become like a weak and bully country?

The palm of the old Taoist Mude gently placed it on the little Taoist's head, stroked it slowly, and comforted him softly

"It's okay, it's okay, Nanli isn't so easy to lose, it's all just speculation, you can rest assured, the master will do his best"

Although he was so comforted, the old Taoist priest Mude couldn't help but want to sigh.

If it is really as he deduced, Nanli is in danger this time, and if he can't make a move, participate or not participate, it won't make any difference, unless he will betray Nanli's camp, but how is this possible?

And in the evening, in the inn in Chengdu that was specially used to house foreign ministers, the black-robed saint was drinking and chatting with a few people.

One of them was still a little suspicious, holding his wine glass and couldn't drink it for a long time, and asked the black-robed Holy Monarch

"Did the old Taoist priest of Mude agree to make a move?"

The black-robed Saint Monarch waved his hand and replied a little drunkly

"Nine times out of ten, the general trend is forced, the mother country and its neighbors are at war, how can Tamud let himself stay out of the matter, besides, I lied to that old way."

As soon as the words fell, the black-robed Saint Monarch said his words to everyone, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

"You old guy really has a trick, you actually told the old guy Mude that something happened to the iron arrow, hahaha, just rush to Mude and the iron arrow's friendship, this time it will be difficult for him not to make a move."

When the black-robed Saint Monarch heard this, he raised his head proudly and smiled mysteriously at these people

"And I briefly exchanged hands with the old Taoist in the Taoist temple today, and the old Taoist's cultivation is estimated to be similar to him back then, and it is a little laborious to take my palm, hum, these fellows who cultivate the Tao and cultivate Buddhism, their own combat power is really fancy."

The man interrupted the words of the black-robed Holy Monarch, his tone was a little displeased, and said, "Don't forget, you old guy, the old man is also a cultivator, that iron arrow bald donkey who cultivates meditation, you old guy dare to say that you can take him?" ”

The black-robed Saint Monarch pursed his lips and spread his hands

"Okay, okay, my blow is really wide, as for the iron arrow bald donkey, hmph, although Lao Tzu doesn't dare to say that he can beat him, but he can still do it, besides, that scholar didn't say that the iron arrow bald donkey has a catastrophe, and it is estimated that there will be many times when the time comes, so Lao Tzu is not a deception to Mude's guy hahahaha."