Chapter 12: The Black-robed Monk

Seeing the ghost emperor of Xudu go away, Cao Cao rode his horse back to the formation and dragged out a drunken middle-aged scribe from the carriage.

I saw that the middle-aged scribe was undressed, and he was still holding a wine jar in his arms, even if he was dragged out by Cao Cao, he was still asleep.

The army was still openly drunk, but Cao Cao, who had never been disciplined in the army, turned a blind eye, but instead smiled and used his mana to shine on the scribe, and the middle-aged scribe who was originally drunk and unconscious came to his senses.

"Lord, but I've sent away the ghost emperor of Xudu!" The middle-aged scribe uninhibitedly lifted his sleeve robe and leaned against the edge of the carriage, and then raised the wine jar and took a sip.

"Feng Xiao! You have spoiled my spiritual wine, this is my last thousand-year-old treasure! You haven't cultivated after drinking this, you haven't cultivated into a ghost immortal for so many years, I have to practice you well after I go back! Cao Cao pretended to be dissatisfied.

"Congratulations to my lord, now that the big thing has been accomplished, we just need to wait and see what happens!" Guo Jia hurriedly diverted the topic, where is there anything good about cultivation, he can't stand such boring cultivation, isn't it good to honestly find a way to become a god!

"Now you're drinking! I also did what you said, now it's time to give me a thorough understanding! Why did you want me to come here to stop the Ghost Emperor of Xudu? Is it really to save Guanyin? You were drunk just now, I didn't know, I almost met the Ghost Emperor of Xudu! Cao Cao casually scared Guo Jia.

"Why should the lord deceive me, the ghost emperor of the capital is scheming and indecisive, he does big things and sacrifices his life, and forgets his life when he sees small profits. With the lord's three-inch tongue, as long as he is false and wrong, he will definitely be able to persuade the ghost emperor of Xudu. Guo Jia learned from Cao Cao in the past to evaluate Yuan Shao's appearance.

"Okay, you Guo Jia, you actually teased me! How can he be compared to Yuan Benchu, even the guardian dog is far inferior! Cao Cao sighed when he mentioned the Ghost Emperor of Xudu.

Guo Jia shook the wine jar and said with a smile: "The lord is mourning his misfortune and angry with him? ”

"Naturally, if I have a saint behind me, the underworld will be ruled by me at this moment!" Cao Cao said bluntly.

The underworld is such an important place, naturally it is concerned by all the saints, even the founder of the underworld, Yasheng Houtu, has to give up most of the power of the underworld, Cao Cao has the ambition to control the underworld, but he does not dare to do it.

Seeing that the ghost emperor of Xudu, the nominal supreme god of the underworld, actually behaved like this, he was naturally unwilling.

Guo Jia saw Cao Cao's thoughts, and smiled indifferently, "In my opinion, it is the discord between the three sages of Taoism, so we need people like the ghost emperor of Xudu, and I would rather give Buddhism than the other two, as long as the ten halls of Yama are still nominally obeying the orders of the Heavenly Palace, and the general trend does not change, the three sages of Taoism will not have an opinion." ”

"If it weren't for the discord between the Three Saints, how would my Shenzhou have fallen to this point! Hmph, saints don't die, thieves don't stop! I really hope that a few more amazing characters like Yang Zhenjun will come out to sweep away these saints, and then the rise of my Shenzhou human race is just around the corner! Instead of falling into this strange circle, every three hundred years is cut by a group of immortals! Cao Cao said dissatisfied.

Guo Jia hurriedly interrupted his lord's big mouth and said, "Lord, this time I suggest that the lord send troops to block the ghost emperor of Xudu, just to let Guanyin escape!" ”

"In my opinion, even if I don't stop the Ghost Emperor of Xudu, if his character sees Guanyin's strength, I'm afraid he will let Guanyin leave?" Cao Cao was puzzled.

But Ming Ting didn't know. They always have the favor of the lord, and if the lord wants to contact the Ming Dynasty in the future, it will naturally be much easier! ”

"Are you optimistic about the Ming Dynasty?" Cao Cao squinted and pondered.

"No, I'm not optimistic about the Ming Dynasty at all!" Guo Jia replied seriously.

"Oh! So why do I have to do this? ”

"Because I am optimistic about that man, he has a large handful of good cards in his hand, and he has swallowed his anger for more than a thousand years, and this time he suddenly made a move, which seemed reckless. can be combined with the last time the Yin soldiers helped the Ming army to break the thieves, that one undoubtedly chose to bet on the Ming Dynasty.

In that case, why don't we take this path! The Ming Dynasty didn't come to us, so we can get together and help ourselves! You can also gain something in the future! Alas, who told us that we don't have the most money? Guo Jia glanced at Cao Cao and sighed.

Seeing that Cao Cao didn't react, he then said, "Besides, with the strength of the lord, as long as he doesn't end up in person, even if the Ming Dynasty falls in the end, the lord will not be implicated afterwards, so why not do it!" ”

Cao Cao fell into deep thought, and only after a long time did he laugh generously: "Fengxiao doesn't need to provoke me, I don't understand why that person supported the Ming Dynasty, but I only know that if you want to become a chess piece and enter the game, today's actions alone are not enough."

How can I, Cao Cao, be willing to live in the queen, Fengxiao is so optimistic, then I will play a big one! It's a big deal that in the future, I will give up the northern mountain and retreat to the underworld, and see which of them can find me! ”

"The lord is wise!" Guo Jia had an excited smile on his face.

……

The King of Inspiration turned into a ten-zhang carp prototype, put the lotus platform where Zhang Yan was sitting on top of his head, and carefully guarded it with a nine-petal red copper hammer at all times.

"Give this king a little faster, he will be out of the underworld soon, and the injured little ones will hold on a little longer!"

The King of Inspiration turned to look at the wounded demon soldiers in the middle of the team, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, he knew that his actions were wrong, but he was reluctant to abandon his wounded soldiers.

The King of Inspiration shouted twice to boost morale and then hurried away, Niangniang just fell into a coma because of the exhaustion of mana in the orb, and now Niangniang, the black bear spirit and the lives of tens of thousands of demon soldiers are on it, and the King of Inspiration, who has always been very arrogant, instantly became calm!

"King, let's catch a monk's primordial god!" There are demon soldiers to report.

The King of Inspiration waved his hand impatiently: "Monk Yuanshen, you just eat it!" This little thing bothers me so much! ”

"King, he said that he was commissioned by Emperor Ming to save Niangniang!"

"What?" The King of Inspiration glared at the fish: "Where is that person, bring him to me!" ”

After a while, a group of demon soldiers came over with a man in a black robe who couldn't see his face clearly.

"You were really sent by Emperor Ming? Why do those who hide their heads and tails dare not see people? The King of Inspiration asked with a vicious mouth.

"I can't reveal my identity, but it is indeed Your Majesty's request, I heard that Guanyin personally attacked the underworld and wanted to kill the king of Jizo, so he specially ordered me to come to help Niangniang! This is His Majesty's holy decree, which can prove his identity! The black-robed man took out the holy decree and said to the King of Inspiration.

With Zhang Yan's identity, the inspiration king has always had a good impression of the Ming Dynasty, and with the holy decree as a proof, he no longer doubted it.

Just puzzled and asked, "Just because you are still cultivating in this mere way, it's not enough to take me a hammer, you must know that the King of Jizo is a Da Luo Jin Immortal, how can you help me?" ”

Women still have to work hard to make money, at least when they come across a bag they like, they can buy it without hesitation. "Boss, help me give me the most expensive bag in your store!" "Are you sure you want the most expensive one?" "Yes, the most expensive bag." "Okay, a total of two pieces of five, don't you want a new shepherd's cabbage meat bun?" "No more, goodbye!"