What happened in Tianmu Mountain made a mess of the most important ritual of worshipping the heavens of the Tongwu Sect.

The entire Tianmu Mountain, and even the bottom of the mountain, were in chaos, but the Tongwu Sect Master, the national teacher of the Northern Dynasty, and the master of the Tianbang who was supposed to come forward to preside over the overall situation, was happy, but he did not show up immediately.

The reason is simple, it's not that he doesn't care about witchcraft.

But as Shen Lan said, he was happy that he was not in Tianmu Mountain at this time.

When Shen Qiu and the others rushed into the Changbai Secret Realm, the National Teacher was still fifty miles away, in a remote, inaccessible Orion house, talking with some mysterious guests.

Speaking of which, as the leader of the Tongwu Sect and the contemporary host of the Five Immortals Temple, he should have been personally responsible for such a major event as the Five Immortals Festival.

But he left the matter to his confidant great shaman to deal with.

This side illustrates.

The National Teacher may really have faith.

But to say that it is very sincere, it is not necessarily.

He and the head of the Holy Fire Sect in the Western Regions, the old man of Peach Blossom, Yang Tao, are completely two extremes.

That Yang Tao is a fanatical believer in the doctrine of the Holy Fire.

But this kind of performance is not abnormal, since ancient times, belief in this set of things, the more high-level behavior, the less faith factors in decision-making.

Not that they despise the faith.

It can only be said that there are too many things to consider at the top level, and they cannot be driven by temperament.

For example, now, what the National Teacher and the "guests" are talking about is a real military matter, and it is difficult to distinguish good from evil with pure faith, let alone make decisions.

"大統領に代わって敬意を表します。 Status の高い萨満閣下。

(I salute you on behalf of the Grand Commander, Your Excellency Shaman.) ）”

In this secret Orion hut, a Japanese man wearing a black night robe and covering most of his face with a mask bowed down respectfully to salute the national teacher of the Northern Dynasty who was sitting by the fire.

Happy, he is an authentic Liaodong man.

Tall, sturdy, with a wide ears and eyes of the Chinese face, a very wide forehead, and short hair, he looks shrewd and capable.

He looked like he was about thirty years old.

But in fact, Happy and Qu Xie are of the same generation, and they are now in their forties, and they are just cultivating strange internal skills, which can keep their faces long-lasting.

And even when he was sitting by the burning fire, he still exuded a substantial cold aura from his body at all times.

This is not talking about the temperament of the national teacher, but the real coldness.

It's as if there is always a cold wind that can freeze the body and mind, wrapping around the happy skin, and anyone who dares to approach him will be mercilessly frozen.

This tall man had a beard, which can be called the beard style of a beautiful bearded man, and because it was a secret meeting, he was happy not to wear the exaggerated robe of ordinary times, but only a black gown.

At his loins, his blades hung from his waist.

Very peculiar blades.

A miserable white bone knife, four feet long, without any metal embellishment, was made entirely from the bones of some kind of giant beast, pierced.

Behind the blade, a turquoise bell hangs.

This is very much in line with the happy identity.

The leader of the Tongwu Sect, the highest status shaman in Liaodong.

In the face of the respectful greetings of the Japanese people in front of him, Xing Xing only bowed slightly, and there was no more look in his eyes, just calmly looking at the Japanese people in night clothes in front of him.

This is just an emissary, and the two are not at the same level at all.

"How is Ryoma doing lately?"

Stroking his beard, he said:

"In the land of Samhan, can there be progress in the war?"

Seeing that the national teacher asked a question in Chinese, the Japanese man in front of him also replied in fluent Chinese, and he even had a trace of an authentic Jiangnan accent, he said:

"The commander has been in good health in recent days, and thanks to the blessing of the national teacher, with the help of the elite soldiers of the Northern Dynasties, the war in the land of Samhan is going very smoothly.

In a few months, we will be able to invade Pyongyang and set the general trend of the three Koreas in the first war. ”

"Is there so much faith?"

happily twisted his beard and said in a playful tone:

"You don't have to underestimate the people in the land of Sanhan, although they are a group of soft bones, but they have also learned some of the literati style of the Southern Dynasties, if the persecution is too great, I am afraid that there will be repeatedness.

After all, the number of people under Ryoma's command is too small, and there are only a few thousand of you in the battle, but how many people are there in the land of Sanhan? A mouthful of spit drowns you. ”

The Japanese man who covered most of his face had serious eyes, and he bowed down to the national teacher and said loudly:

"Thank you for the reminder of the national teacher, and I will inevitably relay the advice of the national teacher to the commander of my family."

"Well, for such a military matter, it is better to act safely."

He nodded happily and satisfied.

The National Teacher said:

"This seat knows that Ryoma is a heroic figure in Dongying, so I befriended him, if you can really determine the situation in Samhan, it will also be a great thing for our country, and the rear will be stable, and the front line can fight with heart.

It's just that the last time I asked about Ryoma, did he have an answer? ”

Happy to say lightly, as if he didn't care.

But in fact, this incident was the reason why he left the Five Immortals Ritual and came to meet with the Japanese people, and the Japanese envoy also knew the severity.

Seeing that the national teacher opened his mouth to ask, he replied seriously:

"The Grand Commander of my family thought about it repeatedly, so he asked me to reply to the National Teacher, and we are willing to do our best to assist your sect in attacking the Central Plains.

But now that the overseas kamikaze has not yet dissipated, we are also powerless. ”

"There's no rush to this."

Happy narrowed his eyes, and a satisfied smile appeared on his broad face.

He waved his hand to the Japanese messenger and said:

"This seat has been observing the heavens on Chinese New Year's Eve, communicating with the heavens and the earth and the stars, knowing the secret affairs of the heavens and the earth, you go back and tell Ryoma to block the divine wind between the kingdom of Wu and the Central Plains.

It will dissipate in five years at most!

At that time, Ryoma probably also established a kingdom in the land of Samhan, and with the support of our country, he could recruit exiles in the land of Dongying at will. ”

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the National Teacher, and he said:

"I don't need to urge him to do these things, I think with Ryoma's wisdom, he will know what to do.

This seat borrowed the power of our country to assist you and others, and even lost the good situation of Qilu for this.

But I know that I will definitely receive more than ten times the reward for this kindness.

On the other day, when our army invaded the hinterland of the Southern Dynasty, I wanted to see a large army of the Japanese Kingdom, coming across the sea, raising troops in the south of the Yangtze River, cooperating with our country, and defeating the weak Southern Dynasty! ”

The happy tone became more and more cold, and the cold aura on his body made the Japanese people in front of him shiver.

He said to the messenger of the Japanese people,

"You relay the words of this seat to Ryoma word by word, and from now on until the kamikaze dissipates, you and I should not contact each other again, so as not to be discovered by the spies of the Southern Dynasty."

A smile appeared on the face of the national teacher.

He stretched out his hand and patted the messenger on the shoulder, leaving a frozen palm print on his shoulder, and he said to the messenger:

"But the wise people don't do dark things, and this seat also puts ugly things in front of them.

If Ryoma dares to play with this seat and make a mistake in my military affairs, then Honza will naturally go to Samhan and have a good chat with Ryoma.

This seat can support a daimyo of the Japanese kingdom in Samhan, and it will naturally be able to destroy the inheritance of that daimyo... It is not difficult to enter the Japanese kingdom and become a ghost in the world.

Honza doesn't want things to get to that point, and Honza also believes that Ryoma is a smart person, and he naturally knows what to do. ”

The National Teacher still wants to say a few more words.

But his aura was in the area around him, and he sensed that there were two shamans of the Witch Cult galloping towards him on horseback, and he knew that something was wrong.

He waved his hand at the messenger who was shivering all over his body and his teeth were colliding.

He said:

"Go ahead, you must bring the words of this seat."

The Japanese envoy was so cold that he didn't dare to stay any longer, he bowed ninety degrees to happiness, then gritted his teeth, endured the cold in his body, and withdrew from the house.

The next moment, two young shamans rushed into the room and knelt tremblingly in front of the national teacher.

"Tell me, what's wrong?"

Happy Dadao Jinma sat by the fire pit and asked casually.

Two young shamans, you look at me, I look at you, and finally one of them can speak well, and told the sect leader what happened in Tianmu Mountain.

"Huh?"

He blinked in surprise, thinking he had misheard.

He said:

"What do you say? What's wrong with the Secret Realm?

I may have just heard the difference.

You repeat! My Five Immortals Secret Realm, what's wrong? ”

The first half of the sentence is still very peaceful.

In the second half of the sentence, it was already cold.

With the change of joy, a cold aura that seemed to come from the Netherworld filled the house, and the flames burning in the fire pit were extinguished in an instant.

The two young shamans were even more like rolling in the snow.

Their bodies were covered with frost, their eyebrows and hair were condensed, and their clothes were covered with condensed ice.

But they didn't dare to move.

I can only repeat it one more time.

"Rubbish!"

He cursed happily, walked out of the house, got up and down, and disappeared into the snow.

Everywhere he went, there were visible snowflakes falling from the sky, as if riding the storm of winter, flying towards Tianmu Mountain.

And in the inaccessible Orion Hut, there is a lifelike ice sculpture.

The two young shamans who had come to report the news.

One alive.

One died.

The cold poison in the living body fills the body, and it will take at least a few months of pain to recover.

The one who died was so untortured that he was frozen in an instant, the ice was several inches thick and crystal clear, and the stunned expression on the face of the deceased was vivid.

He died without pain.

When he returned to the altar of Tianmu Mountain, this place had been blocked by the elite of the black-clothed guards and the elite of the Tongwu Sect who had rushed from the bottom of the mountain.

The National Teacher looked at the more than a dozen shamans who had been killed on the altar in front of him with a frosty face, these people may not be capable, but they are all high-level people who are loyal to the Tongwu Sect.

It may not be difficult to kill them.

But it is not easy to destroy them in a short period of time.

Happy squatted down and looked at the corpse of the old shaman lying on the ground with round eyes in front of him, and there was a faint invisible sword mark in his heart, and other shamans had the same scars on their bodies.

It was all killed with a sword, and the wound was handled just right, without wasting a trace of strength.

The man who came was a master of swords.

Standing up happily and looking at the more than thirty true and false mazes on the cliff opposite, he said to the trembling black-clothed guard commander behind him:

"Go, mobilize everyone you have at hand and block all the passages around Tianmu Mountain! Not a single bird is allowed to pass through! ”

"Yes!"

The commander-in-chief of the black-clothed guard immediately replied.

When he was about to leave, he heard the national teacher say casually:

"There are not too many people coming to the Five Immortals Festival, so I will also send some of the elites who protect the lord of the country and the eldest princess and send them out, and when this seat drives those thieves out, I want you to work together.

Those thieves, don't kill them! ”

"Yes."

This order made the commander-in-chief of the black-clothed guard feel his heart skip a beat, but he didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly turned around and left.

Happy dismissed the people on the top of the mountain, and after everyone left, he put his hands behind his back, took a deep breath, and mobilized the true qi of Shuoxue in his body, in the howling of the cold wind.

The National Teacher jumped up from the platform at the top of the mountain, like flying through the air, and did not borrow force in mid-air, but under the impetus of the strong wind, with a rise and fall, he crossed the hundred zhang Tianxin and landed on the platform.

He walked quickly into the passage of the Changbai Secret Realm, he pulled out the miserable white bone knife on his waist, and shouted loudly into the passage:

"Which friend of the heavenly list came to visit? This seat is coming. ”

"Your Excellency, show up!"

This voice came from afar, and with the blessing of True Qi, it resounded in the entire Changbai Secret Realm almost at the same time.

In the dungeon at the end, Shen Qiu and Xiao Tie were suddenly startled, they hadn't heard this deep and deep voice, but they could tell from their own names that it was the master of the Tongwu Sect.

And he also said that there is a master of the heavenly list who is also in the cave?

Could it be that Dong Lingjun is actually also searching in the cave?

That's two pieces of bad news!

Shen Qiu gritted his teeth, looking at the giant ice gate in front of him, which was overflowing with cold air and freezing everything, his heart was in a hurry.

Shen Lan said that behind this ice gate, there is the real Changbai Immortal Road...

This thing is the foundation of the Taoist system of the Five Immortals, and it is related to the gift left by the immortal cultivators, this is the thing of the immortals, and I don't know what Shen Lan used to open this door.

The enchantress must have come prepared, ready for everything.

Shen Qiu narrowed his eyes, and he looked at the sword jade hanging under his wrist.

This sword jade can suppress the supreme twelve weapons made by the same immortals, and it seems to be very interested in the inheritance of these immortals.

If this weird ice door in front of you is also a fairy thing...

Hearing a voice approaching behind him, he couldn't hesitate any longer.

Shen Qiu grabbed the sword jade, pulled the small iron, took a few steps forward, and slapped the sword jade on the cold ice door, where there was a strange groove.

Shen Lan opened the door with that groove just now.

This sword jade and the shape of the groove did not match, so naturally it could not be closed, but Shen Qiu's heart was horizontal, and he buckled the sword jade and rotated outward for half a circle.

"Click"

With a crisp sound, a black crack appeared on the huge ice door in the stunned gaze of Shen Qiu and Xiao Tie.

It's like a slow-motion replay of glass before it is shattered.

Wisps of black cracks, from the place where the sword jade touched, spread out in all directions towards the huge ice gate, and this scene seemed to be a long time.

It's really only for a moment.

"Bang"

The ice door made by the 10,000-year-old Xuanbing, which had existed for an unknown amount of time, shattered open in front of Shen Qiu and Xiao Tie's eyes.

The sparkle came into view in the shattered wreckage of the ice gate.

The two looked up...

In front of them, there was an underground palace made of ice and snow.