For the hesitation of the king of the pasture, he has refused to lead the way to see Yan Baiting.

Old man Zhang frowned and reminded, and said in a low voice: "Senior Muwang, you still lead the way, the current situation in the outside world, when things are over, I have time to explain to you, the young master has the right to command the three armies, nine departments and twenty-four divisions, and Lu Xiang should also lower his eyebrows in front of him!" ”

"This ......"

The shepherd was stunned on the spot.

He knew that the white-clothed young man in front of him was the king of the northern realm, commanding the Northern Liang army.

But King Mu didn't expect that Ningbei would be so terrifying.

Old man Zhang faintly reminded: "On the fifteenth of this month, the Taishan Zen Sealing Ceremony is specially prepared for the young master, and that day is the birthday of the young master's twentieth crown ceremony, which attracts national fortune and blesses himself, so you should understand now, right?" ”

"If the court minister is approaching, and there is a major event to entrust, the person who chooses should not be Lu Daochen, it should be the young master!"

"The young master carries the fortunes of the country, and he shoulders the future of my China, and ten Lu Xiang are not as important as the young master."

Old man Zhang must tell the truth.

If you don't say it, King Mu won't easily take Ning Bei to see Yan Baiting.

After saying this.

The Shepherd's eyes were faintly in awe, obviously understanding what it meant to be a person carrying the fortunes of the country.

He also understands that with the help of the king ceremony, he attracts the meaning of the blessing of the national fortune on behalf of his body.

Back then, it was Yan Baiting, and he didn't have this qualification!

Attract the blessing of the national fortune to the warrior himself.

Two conditions need to be met.

Wen'an world.

Wuzhen Huaxia!

Back then, although Yan Baiting was said to be a good man, Wen Ke Anbang protected Huaxia.

But Yan Baiting is amazing in strategy after all, his own martial arts talent is not amazing, and his talent is not even as good as Beiliang's Qilinzi.

This is just one flaw.

Yan Baiting will not be able to carry the fortunes of China.

If you forcibly attract the fortune of the country, you will be weak and unable to bear it, and you will be punished by heaven!

National fortune is not something that everyone can bear.

At this moment, the king faintly remembered a past event.

He muttered to himself: "The person Ye Laoxie is looking for, it is difficult for him to find it, carrying the national fortune, just like the Han Wu period, the Emperor of the Han Dynasty brought the national fortune to the champion Hou, and cultivated the strongest genius in the history of my China." ”

The whispered words revealed a big secret.

There are only a handful of people who know this secret.

At the same time, it also revealed that the growth of Ningbei has poured more than the efforts of teacher Ye Fan.

Secretly, I am afraid that there are many older figures who care about the growth of Ningbei!

Ningbei was born in Bianjing, an ordinary wealthy family.

But since Ning Bei went to the north at the age of seven, his identity has already changed.

Behind Ning Bei, I am afraid that there are many amazing powerhouses secretly supporting him.

These things will come to the surface in the end.

Now.

The king thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take you to see the court." ”

"Yunfei, you stay here, wait for the arrival of Xinghe and Tiance, and tell Xinghe that I don't need to live."

Ningbei bears his hands, and his feet are silent when he steps on the fallen leaves.

King Mu felt a chill in his heart, and felt more and more that the white-clothed young man beside him was a little dangerous.

Since the two sides met, Ningbei's killing order has not stopped.

Zhang Yunfei bent over: "Yes!" ”

Ning Bei's meaning is very simple, after Ye Xinghe and Li Tiance led the Royal Forest Army to arrive, none of the warriors of the Yin and Yang sequence remained.

Together with the gate lord warriors who came from Kyoto, they were all killed.

The game of chess in Xiaohekou Village is still played by Ningbei!

The warriors who don't move those yin and yang people now want to wait for the thousand warriors of the gate lord family who came from Kyoto.

When they all come, they will all be killed.

Otherwise, do it now.

The warriors of the gate valve family who came from Kyoto, knowing that Ningbei is here, who would dare to show up?

No one dares!

Ning Bei walked with King Mu, followed the winding path, and entered the village.

The moment he entered the village, Ningbei felt hundreds of killing intents!

In the closed door of every house, both young and old, are all warriors!

What an ordinary small village here!

It is clearly a village formed by warriors.

If it weren't for the shepherd king himself to lead the way, Ningbei would have been attacked long ago.

In the deepest part of the village, a two-story wooden house is planted, and butterflies flutter.

A scene of peace and tranquility.

It's a good choice to rejuvenate here.

After Ning Bei arrived at the gate of this small courtyard.

In an instant.

The whole village poured out.

From an eighty-year-old man to a seven-year-old child, with a bright blade in his hand, he stood in front of the door.

Hundreds of households in Xiaohekou Village, more than 1,000 people all attended.

Old, young, women and children are here!

The king of Mu explained on the side, saying: "They are all orphans of meritorious officials, who were adopted here by the court minister, and gradually formed this small village and multiplied. ”

"Who is he?"

A nine-year-old mud baby, holding a wooden stick and pointing at Ningbei, holding a little sister in his left hand, questioned the king in public.

The king of Mu said angrily: "Dog baby, while playing, you are not allowed to make trouble!" ”

"It's okay, this is your sister?"

Ning Bei bent down and looked at the four-year-old girl behind the nine-year-old mud baby.

The little girl had a round face, some baby fat cheeks, and was wearing very cheap clothes, with several big holes in her little pants, and her dirty little feet were closed.

But the little girl's face was clean.

Ning Bei bent down to pick her up.

As a result, the nine-year-old mud baby waved a wooden stick and shouted angrily: "Don't touch my sister!" ”

Boom!

The wooden stick landed on Ning Bei's forehead.

Shocked everyone!

The Shepherd's face turned green, and he scolded angrily: "Dog baby, what are you doing with the ball, do you know who he is?" You just beat him, and you don't want your life! ”

"Don't kill him, it's okay!"

Ning Bei smiled dumbly, but in fact, the wooden stick did not hurt himself.

At this point in cultivation, any attack from an external object will instinctively exert strength from all parts of the body.

The wooden stick fell on top of Ning Bei's head and was directly twisted into sawdust by a trace of strength.

It's just that Ning Bei is so big that it is the first time that he has been knocked on the skull with a stick.

Still a nine-year-old mud baby!

Ning Bei smiled lightly: "Little brat, what's your name?" ”

"Dog baby!" Mud Baba replied confidently.

Ning Bei smiled dumbly: "What's the big name?" ”

"Chu Wudi, the name that Mr. Teaching gave me!" Mud Bawa replied earnestly.

The name is really domineering.

The word invincible, don't dare to use it lightly!

Ning Bei raised his hand, flicked it lightly to his skull, and said softly: "When you grow up in the future, is it okay to join my Beiliang?" ”

"I don't!"

The dog baby decisively refused, he was still young and didn't understand what the word Beiliang meant.

After a while.

He saw that the people of Ningbei were good, and he beat him himself, but this person was not angry.

The dog baby's eyes were fox and asked, "What is Beiliang?" ”

"It is a faith passed down from generation to generation, an undefeated myth, and an eternal legend!"

Ning Bei chuckled, took off the golden unicorn cloak on his shoulder, wrapped the four-year-old girl behind him, and bent down to gently pick her up.