In the battle of Zimu Mountain, Ye Changsheng's murderous intent and killing intent were unprecedented.

Where the heart goes, the intention does.

If the heart is murderous, if the intention is murderous, and the murderous intent and the killing intent are combined into one, it is a kind of purity.

It was this purity that allowed Ye Changsheng to get rid of all the shackles, reduce all the internal friction, and stimulate his own momentum to the limit.

In the tragic killing, all the moves, all the mysteries, are the natural expression of murderous intent and murderous intent, and there is no need to design at all.

They are not systematic, even messy, but they are under self-forgetfulness, and the body, mind, and mind are highly unified.

This is like a calligraphy master who splashes ink, the mind is one, the object and I forget, and the wild grass written by hand will soak the rhyme and momentum on the back of the paper.

Just like the master of Wenshan Academy, the five big characters written for Ye Changsheng: Look at the mountain is not a mountain.

Ye Changsheng, who was sitting in the ink lotus, couldn't help but be slightly shocked.

Could it be that what the senior wanted to tell me was actually only two words?

Sheer?

Resisting the urge to comprehend the calligraphy, Ye Changsheng reined in his mind and continued to review and deduce the battles and battles that had taken place.

It was less than four hours before the duel he had agreed with the Meng Mastiff, and it was only three days in the Nine Times Flowing Realm.

Time is still very tight, and there is no room for distraction.

In a secret room next door, the Flame Rabbit lies on his back, belly up, and happily burping.

Underneath it was a large bed made of top-grade fire attribute crystals.

These fire attribute spars are of very high grade, and each has its own cause, compared to the vein spars it has eaten before, the taste is much richer, and the flame rabbit is eager to eat them all.

The Flame Rabbit can't remember the last time he had a full meal.

300 years ago? Or 500 years ago?

When he had a premonition that the hedron in the pit was about to run out, the Flame Rabbit deliberately controlled his appetite, and in order to avoid unnecessary consumption, he also tried to minimize his own exercise.

Those long years of hunger are unforgettable, and the Flame Rabbit will never want to repeat it again.

Fortunately, it took the right step this time, Ye Changsheng really didn't lie to it, and gave it so much delicious food.

Well, if I have the chance, I must eat all the fire attribute spiritual objects in this world!

After nightfall, the curfew in Yunlong City was still in place, and the dispatch of the Royal Praetorian Guard touched the hearts of countless people.

Unverified news came out of Yunlong Palace, and the truth of the matter gradually emerged in front of the eyes of the world.

Zuo Yuen Long, the king of the North Sea, inadvertently detected the traces of the disciples of the Demon Gate, and was discovered by the Demon Gate under the tracking, and a fierce battle broke out between the two sides in Zimu Mountain.

In the face of the fierce attack of the Demon Gate, the elite of the palace suffered heavy casualties, and Yan Zichong, the chief historian, died in battle.

At the time of crisis, Lu Zixin, the mountain chief of Wenshan Academy, arrived in time to repel the strong men of the Demon Gate.

Fearing that the Demon Gate would retaliate against the King of the North Sea, Lu Zi was anxious to order Ye Changsheng to go to warn, but he didn't expect that Ye Changsheng was still a step late, and when he arrived at the palace, the King of the North Sea had already been killed by the Demon Gate.

Now the elite of the academy, the senior monks of Cifu Temple, the real people of Zixia Palace, the refiners of the General Guild of Alchemists, and the representatives of the Alchemists General Association gathered in Yunlong Palace to urgently discuss countermeasures.

After the officials and magnates of Yunlong City got the news, they accepted this statement as soon as possible, whether it was true or false, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

As for why Ye Changsheng appeared in Zimu Mountain, why Lu Zixin sent Ye Changsheng to warn, and why Ye Changsheng rushed to the palace in a hurry, these details were actively ignored by everyone.

After all, the King of Beihai is a dignified prince, and he is dead, so it is good to leave a mourning honor, so why bother to pursue so much?

The stability of the dynasty is greater than anything else.

Yunlong Palace's handling of this is also to send a message to the henchmen of the Beihai King, and His Majesty the King has no intention of using the topic to purge them.

The night passed, and when the first rays of sunlight in the morning swept over the golden roof of the Daxiong Treasure Hall and the mountain dwelling behind the Cifu Temple, the mastiff slowly opened his eyes.

After getting out of bed and washing up, the mastiff strode out with the vajra in his hand.

A night of pranayama has brought his state to the peak, and every step forward has a Ling Ran momentum.

On the cliff of the back mountain, the strong wind is blowing, and the waterfall that flows down on the opposite side makes a surging sound of water, and the misty water vapor brings a trace of coolness.

"The mastiff has seen the national teacher!" the mastiff walked up to King Dhah and saluted respectfully.

King Toafa nodded slightly, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

He could sense that the mastiff had adjusted his condition to the best, which showed that the mastiff had taken his previous explanation to heart.

Even though Ye Changsheng's strength was weaker than that of the Meng Mastiff and he was injured again, the Meng Mastiff still prepared for the battle seriously and did not relax in the slightest.

King Tuo'a said with a solemn expression: "Meng Mastiff, give Ye Changsheng a good time, and let Meng Ke's soul be liberated as soon as possible." ”

The mastiff bowed his head and said, "Obey the orders of the Dharma King." ”

According to Meng Mastiff's original idea, he planned to torture and kill Ye Changsheng step by step, only in this way could Meng Ke's spirit in the sky be able to rest in peace.

However, in the past few days, they had become more and more aware that they had underestimated Ye Changsheng's influence before.

It is unimaginable that a single earl can enter the prince's mansion and shoot a prince in broad daylight.

However, this scene really happened under their noses, Ye Changsheng not only killed someone, but also retreated without a word of accusation.

Through this incident, it can also be seen that Ye Changsheng's status in King Zuo Yuanyi's heart, and the collective silence of all forces can also explain Ye Changsheng's status even more.

That's why King Tuo'a hopes that the Meng Mastiff will quickly cut through the mess and give Ye Changsheng a decent moment when he kills Ye Changsheng.

Torture and killing may satisfy the pleasure of a moment, but it is more than worth the loss to offend a country because of this.

The duel between Meng Mastiff and Ye Changsheng is very little known to the outside world, and even fewer people can come to watch.

However, the weight of those who can come and observe it is very heavy.

Master Xuanguang, the abbot of Cifu Temple, the Taixu Zhenren of Zixia Palace, Lu Zixin, the mountain chief of Wenshan Academy, An Zhisu, the chief elder of the Alchemist General Guild, and Jian Yun, the chief elder of the Alchemist General Guild, rushed to the back mountain at the same time, obviously they had just come out of the Yunlong Palace, so they came over directly.

In addition to them, some dignitaries who watched Zuo Yuanyi's enthronement ceremony also came, and under the guidance of the crown prince Zuo Ciyun, they then climbed the back mountain.

Standing on the periphery of the cliff, Zuo Ciyun looked at the mastiff sitting cross-legged on the boulder, and his heart was heavy.

Ye Changsheng was chased and killed by the Beihai King's people for two days, and he was so seriously injured, this duel should not have happened at all.

Ye Changsheng, Ye Changsheng, you'd better not come, is the so-called glory of the samurai really that important?

Besides, you're not a samurai, you're a swordsmith!