Dao Lao did not answer, his face sank slightly, his expression was solemn, and in the blink of an eye, a small rectangular black fog gathered behind him. His eyes were fixed on Zhang Bai, ready to make a move at any time.

Zhang Bai noticed Daolao's actions, but he didn't hurry and pretended not to find out. Before coming to the banquet, he specially put on two layers of outer robes outside the inner armor, the outermost layer was his usual outfit to cover up, and the inner layer was the red robe of the Zoroastrian leader. The local desert climate is very hot during the day, and the temperature begins to plummet as soon as the sun sets at night, so it is common to wear several layers of clothing at night.

He pretended to have drunk too much wine and had a fever on his body, fanned the wind with the palm of his hand as a fan, and shouted: "It's so hot!

As he spoke, he unbuttoned his robe. A fiery red color flashed in front of Inalao. Inalao's eyes widened, as if he had seen something impossible.

Zoroastrianism is an ally of the Blood Cult, and he knows everything about the religion very well, and the dress code of the believers is even more clear.

Ordinary Zoroastrian followers are dressed in the same way as ordinary people, but those who have a little status are allowed to wear religious robes. Zoroastrianism reveres fire, and the robes are all red, but not the same red, from the lowest pale lead red, to purple, burgundy, ochre, to the vermilion, crimson worn by the high-ranking personnel, and finally the fiery red of the core figures of the church. Zhang Bai's robe is a fiery red color, these faces are not easy to distinguish among non-religious people, but Dao Lao is very familiar with them.

The most important detail was not the color, but the silver trim on the sleeves and hem of the robe, which was something that only a sect leader could have!

Early this morning, he received a report that something had happened in the capital, and there was a fierce battle in the palace controlled by the Zoroastrians, and even the minaret in the palace had collapsed, and the believers had blocked the news in the palace, and it seemed that something had happened, but it was unknown for a while. Just as he was arranging to deliver the letter and ordering the spies in the capital to do their best to find out the news, a strange thing happened. A strange rumor circulated in the barracks that a man who claimed to be the king had come to the barracks.

The timing was too opportune, and if it was true, then the king's escape was too fast.

Inaurau knew that Ardashir had infiltrated the capital half a year earlier, quietly staged a coup d'état, and placed the Parthian king under house arrest in the palace minaret. But if the king did escape and came to the barracks, then it means that Ardaban V has successfully escaped Ardashir and joined forces with Dadhebone. This indicates that Sassanid Persia's years of planning are likely to be completely bankrupt.

So he considered whether to find out the truth of the news himself. At this time, a cavalry practice target was suddenly erected in the camp, and General Dadhebon himself watched a knight's spear performance, and when the knight finished the performance and took off his helmet, Daolao's heart stopped beating, who else could this be Aldaban V? He had secretly seen this king many times before, in order to help Ardashir, and his face was very familiar to him.

The first question in Daolao's mind was Ardashir's safety.

The king could not easily escape unhindered, and it was Ardashir who commanded the whole palace in charge. The letter said that there was a great disturbance in the palace last night, and the minaret had collapsed, so the king must have had a big fight with the Zoroastrians. Ardashir's cultivation is a well-deserved number one in Zoroastrianism, much more than himself, and Dao Lao has always been very jealous of him. If this strength fails to prevent the king from escaping, it should logically mean that the king's cultivation is very high, but Daolao knows this king.

If in the heyday, Artaban V, who succeeded Parthia, might have been a good king. But in times of chaos, he will be doomed. As for cultivation, he was very sure that the king didn't even know what cultivation was.

So there must be someone with high cultivation who rescued the king, this person can't be Ma Yuanhao, he knows Ma Yuanhao's strength too well. So it can only be ......? He stared closely at Zhang Bai with a hippie smile in front of him, the fiery red color on the child's body swayed dangerously, and he was slightly vigilant in his heart.

There are several ways to pass on the throne of Zoroastrianism, one is that the leader of the sect has to enjoy his old age, and after his death, he will pass on the throne to the designated heir.

Second, if the identity of the sect leader is still the king at the same time, no matter whether he is still alive or not, as long as he passes the throne to the heir to the throne, even if he is the emperor or something, then the position of the sect leader will naturally be passed on to the next generation of kings. In the end, both of these methods need to go through a test, that is, to put on the robe of the leader, and if the robe is put on and the robe does not respond, then you can inherit the position of the leader.

However, there is a third way to do this, and that is to take the position.

If someone kills the current Master, no matter what the circumstances, as long as he is able to put on the robe and pass the test of the robe in a short period of time, that person can also inherit the position of the Master. Could it be that Ardashir is dead? If this kid has the ability to kill Ardashir and take the throne, then he is no match for himself.

Dao Lao is not Pasha, with his low cultivation, it can be seen that this red robe has immortal qi to protect the body. It's not an ordinary aura, it's a fairy aura. This is a superb treasure, and it is by no means ordinary.

If it is really the Holy Robe of the Sect Master, then who is Zhang Bai wearing the Holy Robe? How did he put on this Holy Robe? What happened to the original owner, Ardashir, is he already dead?

The two faced each other for a while, and Zhang Bai had an expression that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water on the surface, but his heart was actually empty.

He called out to Mu Jing in the transmission, urging her to get impatient! At the same time, he was ready to fight at any time. He thought about it, once the fight started, let the pigs out first, maybe he could harass him, and buy himself time to release the platinum rope, but there was a Dharma king on the other side, and he didn't know if the platinum rope could tie up the other party.

But just when the two were confronting, Brother Ma woke up, he rubbed his eyes and sat up. "Come, keep drinking, I don't know if the wine in the jar is ......?" he suddenly noticed that the air in the tent didn't taste right, and a tense atmosphere filled the tent.

"You two, what's the matter?" Ma Ge asked suspiciously, but no one answered him. At this moment, Mu Jing suddenly arrived.

As soon as she entered the door, Dao Lao immediately stood up in surprise, and the long strip of black qi behind him instantly materialized, turning into a black staff in his hand. The staff was made of wood, with a simple and unpretentious appearance, and was covered with a layer of black paint. And the material of the wooden staff Zhang Bai couldn't be more familiar, "This is the whole building wood?" Zhang Bai couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

Mu Jing didn't look at Daolao, but asked Zhang Bai eagerly, "Are you okay?"

Zhang Bai smiled and shook his head: "You came quickly, I didn't have anything to do!" You should knock on the door when you enter, you see that you scared Brother Dao." ”

"What's the door to the tent? Since it's okay, why are you in a hurry to call me here?" Mu Jing frowned.