A Xuanwu Realm master from the City Lord's Mansion arrived, and the Horse Altar Master, who was originally planning to resist, completely became honest because of one sentence. （.）

The master of the Xuanwu Realm reported: "The Lord of the Qiqi City, the Lord of the Young City, and those who came with the Lord of the Horse Altar have all been controlled. ”

Wang Xuanye's status in the City Lord's Mansion is very high, and Wang Taiji has said more than once that his son's words are his words, and anyone must implement them to the letter.

So when Wang Xuanye gave an order to the guards, no one raised any objections.

Until now, Wang Taiji didn't know what was going on, and asked his son: "What the hell is going on, you said that you were attacked outside the city, and the guards were all dead, is it really the Pantheistic Cult?"

Wang Xuanye nodded, and introduced first: "This is Brother Xiao Chenxiao, if it weren't for his righteous action, his son would have been a hostage in the hands of their Pantheistic Sect by now." Father, what do you think the master of the horse altar is here for, why does he show respect, he is waiting for news from his accomplices, and as soon as he learns that I have been kidnapped, he will tear his face and threaten you!"

Although Wang Taiji's IQ is not as high as that of his son, he immediately understood such a simple truth: "Abominable Pantheism, you surnamed Ma are really vicious, you actually attacked the old man's only son!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the conspiracy was revealed, and the other party was furious, and it was not good that his life was in danger, he rolled his eyes and said: "Lord City Lord, you must have misunderstood, every time we come with sincerity, how can we attack the young city lord, someone must be pretending to be us! Don't believe it, the purpose of our Pantheistic Sect is to universalize sentient beings, and it will definitely not harm anyone." ”

Wang Xuanye said coldly: "You are still quibbling about the matter, what kind of goods you are, others don't know, can I still not know? The so-called Pantheistic Religion is nothing more than wearing the cloak of justice and universal sentient beings, but what is done inside is all kinds of dirty deeds. ”

Xiao Hou Ye added on the side: "That's right, the original foundation of the Pantheistic Sect was in the Great Chu Dynasty, and since the previous dynasty, it was characterized as a cult, and the imperial army and the sect forces have united many times to encircle and suppress them. They lost their roots in the hinterland of the Central Plains and had to come to the grassland to redevelop their strength, and until now, the two sects, eight sects and twelve factions still regard them as their biggest enemies. ”

Wang Xuanye continued: "That's right, the reason why they are interested in the grassland is because the barbarian tribes here are more likely to be bewitched than the Central Plains. Their purpose is to gather new forces under the guise of developing religion, and once they are strong enough, they will drive these good believers to attack Dachu for them. ”

Wang Taiji looked at Xiao Chen with gratitude on his face, and said: "Xiao Gongzi, thank you for saving the dog, you can't thank you for your kindness, from now on you are the most honored guest of my Wang family." ”

"The city lord is polite, I told Brother Wang, but I am not used to the Pantheistic Religion, so I can't talk about any kindness. The little marquis said modestly.

When the master of the horse altar saw Wang Taiji, he was convinced that the Pantheistic Cult was a cult, and hurriedly said: "Lord of the city, I have come with sincerity, how can you listen to slander?"

"Slander?" Wang Xuanye sneered: "Since you say that you are sincere, what kind of sincerity is it, why didn't I see it?"

The master of the horse altar said with a calm expression: "Young City Lord, speaking of which, this matter is directly related to you, the contemptible people have reported the situation of Jincheng and you to the superiors, and the Holy Sect Master of this sect attaches great importance to it, and sent a great protector to send a message, saying that he is studying a way to cure you." ”

Wang Xuanye was stunned, Wang Taiji's eyes lit up directly, his son went crazy and became a disabled person, which has always been a disease in his heart, and he has spent countless money to cure him over the years, and all kinds of methods, including home remedies that sound unreliable, have also been tried.

Although it has not worked until now, as a father, he has never given up.

Seeing the reaction of the father and son, the master of the horse altar said with a smile: "The two of you should know that there are countless strange things in our Pantheistic Sect, and there are as many masters as there are clouds in the sky. ”

I have to say that this is because the owner of the horse altar is a talent, and a few words can reverse the unfavorable situation, even if Wang Taiji and his son hate the Pantheism, because of these few words, at least they will not kill the owner of the horse altar again, and his small life is saved.

As long as he can get out of here alive, he can return to his own territory, whether it is organizing a master to carry out the next round of assassinations against the father and son, or other actions, he can regain the initiative.

Wang Xuanye used to be a cultivation wizard, and he was young, of course, he was not willing to be a waste person for the rest of his life, and the words of the master of the horse altar also had a great temptation for him.

Now the only one who can stay sober is Xiao Chen, the little marquis, and it is not difficult to see from the fluttering eyes of the master of the horse altar when he speaks that he is lying at all.

But the current situation is that both father and son are a little convinced, and as an outsider, it seems inappropriate to directly say that the owner of the horse altar is a liar.

He changed his way and asked, "Master Ma Tan, then you might as well talk about how to cure the young city lord, what feasible methods have you all developed in the Pantheistic Sect?"

As soon as these words came out, the owner of the horse altar was dumbfounded on the spot, Wang Xuanye instantly regained his previous wisdom, and shouted danger in his heart, he was almost deceived by the blank check issued by the other party.

Looking at Wang Taiji again, he still looked deceived: "Yes, you have all worked out some methods, hurry up and speak up and listen, if it is feasible, it is okay to issue a decree for the whole city to believe in the Pantheistic Religion." ”

The eyes of the master of the horse altar rolled again, and he was just about to tell the lie he had just thought of, when the little marquis hurried forward and said: "Lord of the horse altar, I advise you to think more before speaking, as the saying goes, a long illness becomes a cure." Whether it is the lord of the city or the young lord himself, they have tried various methods in order to cure the disease, and they can easily tell whether they are talking about it or not. ”

The master of the horse altar frowned, his heart was indeed like this, if he lied casually, people would definitely be able to hear it. But what can you do without lying?

After a few seconds, he pretended to be calm and laughed, and said: "Originally, Shangfeng explained to the contemptible, and don't say it until the last resort, but since the city lord and the young city lord want to know so much, the contemptible can only go against the will." I might as well tell you that this sect has indeed found an effective method, that is, to use the beast pill of the ancient holy beast, and the young city lord only needs to absorb one beast pill to be cured!"

He was very confident in his excuse, the Ancient Holy Beast was not an ordinary beast, and no one dared to guarantee whether there was any existence in the world.

Even if there were, with the strength of the Golden City City Lord's Mansion, it would be impossible to successfully hunt and kill, and in the end, it would still have to rely on the master Pantheistic Sect.

The father and son looked at each other, and for a moment they couldn't be sure whether the horse altar owner's words were true or false.

The little marquis smiled: "Master of the horse altar, do you guarantee that what you said is true?"

"It's true!" he replied with an oath: "As long as there is the beast pill of the ancient holy beast, he will definitely be able to cure the young city lord!"

The smile on the little marquis's face was even bigger: "Okay, then you can go and die." ”

"Why?" asked the master of the horse altar and Wang Taiji together.

"Because ......," he said in a long voice, "I happen to have one of the beast pills, so I don't need to bother your sect." ”