The city lord hurriedly found a magician to calculate, but the magician said that now the world is peaceful, the people are prosperous, and the people are peaceful and the city lord still has thousands of generations.

Just now it was just an auditory hallucination of the city lord, and it can't be real.

Murong Xi listened to the sorcerer's calculations under the altar, and snorted coldly: In this world, where is there any eternal?

Because of this incident, the sacrificial ceremony was forced to be interrupted.

The lord of the city, who had listened to the words of the magician, thought that this so-called peaceful and prosperous era was all his own credit and had nothing to do with the gods, so he hastily decided that from now on, he would no longer carry out the Zen Worship Ceremony.

Murong Xi, who heard the news, finally couldn't bear it anymore and begged to meet the city lord once.

The city lord didn't know who Murong Xi was, so he naturally didn't take him seriously, but just in time for him to be happy, he agreed to summon him.

As soon as he saw the city lord, Murong Xi said bluntly:

"The grass people came to meet the city lord because the grass people heard the sorcerer's calculation when they were sealing the Zen sacrifice ceremony, and the grass people thought that the sorcerer's calculation was wrong."

"Nonsense!" The city lord's face tightened, and there was an undesecrated authority in his tone:

"The magician is in charge of the method of three trillions, the method of three changes, and the method of three dreams, you are a small person, what qualifications do you have to judge the right and wrong of the magician."

An indifferent smile crossed Murong Xi's eyes, and the aura on his body was still cold:

"The city lord is angry, although the grass people are just a small people, they also know the law of three trillions, three changes, and three dreams. The grass people are not satisfied with the calculation of the magician, please ask the city lord for permission, the grass people and the magician, the front hall fights. ”

As soon as these words came out, although he didn't feel the heart of the city lord, he thought about it, anyway, he didn't have much to do on weekdays, so that Murong Xi and the magician could fight just enough to pass the time.

He ordered his subordinates to summon a magician, and according to what Murong Xi said, three days later, he would fight at the Magnet Gate.

This news spread quickly, Tong Yao asked Murong Xi, are you sure that through this method, you can find Yan Chunfeng and them?

Murong Xi is actually not sure, but it is better than waiting.

So three days later, Murong Xi, Tong Yao and Xiaobai, the three of them came to the magnet gate.

Magnet doors. Central vestibule.

Murong Xi and the magician stood opposite each other, one smiling lightly, while the other couldn't see the expression on his face.

When the subordinate was still reading out the opening speech of the city lord, a thick smell of gunpowder smoke was already permeating the two of them.

finally finished reading it, and the faces of the two people who fought the law were already cold.

Murong Xi glanced at the magician, and his tone was indifferent: "The magician is a senior, or the magician, please first!" ”

"It's better for Murong Gongzi to invite first, the guest first and then the host, this is the etiquette we should have."

The magician politely wiped the fine sweat from his forehead unconsciously.

Just when the subordinate finished speaking, he really planned to give Murong Xi a dismount first, but when he was about to walk forward, he found that he couldn't lift his feet, as if he was nailed to the ground, and he couldn't move.

He raised his eyes to look at Murong Xi, and there was a very shallow smile in that person's eyes, but this smile did not carry a trace of friendliness.

Murong Xi's eyes were slightly constricted, his expression slowly became cold and arrogant, but the corners of his mouth still had a signature smile:

"The magician is a heavenly official, who has observed the celestial phenomena for many years, and in the next junior, how can there be a reason to get an axe in front of the seniors, or ask the magician to teach first."

Murong Xi's words are not light or serious, and every sentence is reasonable.