Chapter 143: The Mad Monk Dies

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In a glorious hall, a mighty middle-aged man could not hide the anger on his face, and the eyes of the monk next to him were strange, but he did not speak.

I only heard that the angry middle-aged man seemed to take a fancy to the monk and did not hide it in front of him at all, and vigorously threw a document in his hand to the ground.

"Jieli, this is too deceitful! He actually wants us to pay tribute to the multicolored stones? What is the difference between this and sending an army directly to destroy us! ”

This person was none other than the 'Dragon King', and he was cursing loudly at Jieli's request.

With the look of a peerless hero like him who wants to establish a country, it is difficult to maintain, you can see how excessive Jieli's requirements are.

"I give countless cattle and sheep to the Turkic Khitan every year, I want to give me gold and silver, and I want to give it to the beauties, and now they even want the artifact of my clan, so they don't want us to build a country?"

I saw that he suddenly looked back at the Tianzhu monk: "National teacher, didn't you say that the destiny of heaven is in me?" Why are there so many waves in the founding of the country? ”

The Tianzhu monk suddenly smiled, and his thin and tall, black, high-nosed and deep-eyed face suddenly had some unfathomable feelings: "The king must know that the establishment of a country has always faced risks, this is the natural way of the world's operation, and fortune has given the king the opportunity to build a country, which will naturally bring the corresponding calamity to the king. ”

Bai Ziting naturally wouldn't believe his words of gods and ghosts, but he also knew that this was actually an obstacle that he would inevitably encounter when he chose to establish a country.

I saw his eyes roll: "The national teacher's mana and martial arts are extremely strong, since he has seen that there is a way to solve the calamity, as long as the national teacher can solve the danger of the king, the national teacher can not only establish the national religion, but the law that the national teacher learns can be used, how about it?" ”

When the Tianzhu monk heard this, his face did not fluctuate, but he said lightly: "Has the king forgotten?" What I have learned in my life is in the 'way of life and death', the kingdom of the king will face the catastrophe of the sword, which is the best place for me to say, everyone will avoid the inevitable face of life and death, death can happen at any moment, and the feeling of survival is extremely strong. ”

"If the king wants to test whether Zai Xia will break away from the Bohai Sea because of this, please rest easy, there is no place closer to life and death than the battlefield, how can I leave the king?"

The words and the infectious voice made Bai Ziting and others want to believe what he said, but he quickly got rid of it, and a pair of tiger eyes flashed overlooked.

"However, the king is willing to carry forward the doctrine of the lower level, and he can make my martial arts go further, and the lower will naturally solve the calamity for the king." Fu Nantuo watched Bai Ziting quickly get rid of his spiritual illusion and was not depressed, and still said lightly.

Bai Ziting's eyes flashed when he heard this, but there was joy on his face: "Then please ask the national teacher, do you need this king to send some helpers to assist the national teacher?" ”

"No need, since Jieli wants the multicolored stone, then let me send it to him personally!" Fu Nantuo saluted to the Purple Pavilion: "Please also ask the king to agree." ”

"This king naturally trusts the national teacher, but the colorful stone is too important, and I hope that the national teacher must be cautious." Bai Ziting was stunned for a moment, then admonished Fu Nanta, turned around and took out something from a dark compartment in the main hall and handed it to Fu Nanda.

"Bi Xuan is not out, there is no one in the prairie who can leave me in Funanda!" The words finally showed the arrogance of this person nicknamed 'Tianzhu Madman', and then strode out of the palace of Baizi Pavilion.

Bai Ziting looked at the back of the mad monk leaving and didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly he spoke in the empty palace: "This Fu Nantuo is suddenly so concerned about this matter, I'm afraid that it is either that his martial arts will be beneficial again, or that he has a plan in his heart, but unfortunately he is already a dead man when he takes the multicolored stone and sends it, so that the people outside will stare at him and make sure that he has entered the Turkic Tooth Tent!" ”

A soft sound echoed in the palace, and Bai Ziting also seemed to have received some message, nodded and went to the study in the depths of the palace, the things that need to be dealt with when the country is about to be established are not easy at all.

Three days later, in front of the Turkic tent, which gradually began to move south, came a Tianzhu monk dressed in an extra-wide white robe of orange and apricot, whose demeanor was not inferior to that of the ordinary Great Khan, his hair was heavily bandaged with white yarn, and his eyes were deeper and unfathomable.

After hearing this, the guards in front of the tent went to the tent to ask for instructions, and came out and said, "The treasure is offered, and the person can leave." ”

The person who came was Fu Nantuo, but he was not discouraged at all, and said to the visitor with a light smile: "This thing is too important, if it weren't for the Great Khan's own Qiwu, I wouldn't dare to leave at will, for fear of disappointing the people's entrustment." The magnetic voice made the visitor feel broken for his sense of responsibility in a trance, so he entered the account again to ask for instructions, so that Jieli summoned Fu Nanda in.

Fu Nantuo stepped into the room and saw a burly and fierce man sitting on a golden throne, and a herald next to him spoke: "The person who came is the national teacher of the Yan tribe?" What is offered? ”

I saw Fu Nanda smile slightly, and the infectious voice sounded, which couldn't help but make people feel good: "In the Lower Bohai Kingdom, the national teacher Fu Nantuo, offer the divine object multicolored stone to the Great Khan!" ”

I saw that the eyes of the big man on the golden throne flashed, and finally there was a fluctuation: "Oh? Is Bai Ziting willing to sacrifice colorful stones? Present it to me. ”

Fu Nanda said lightly: "With the prestige of the Great Khan, how dare you not give it? After saying that, he took out a splendid box from his bosom and gave it to the guard beside him.

After Jieli took the box from the guard's hand, he casually put it aside: "Are you sure this is a multicolored stone?" ”

Fu Nanda was stunned when he heard this: "What does the Great Khan mean?" Of course, this is the multicolored stone. "I felt that something was wrong in my heart.

Jieli lightly took a brocade box on the side, only to see a diamond-shaped stone overflowing with colorful brilliance placed in the box, and the brocade box that was originally quite thoughtful also looked vulgar against the backdrop of this stone.

"It's a beautiful treasure, isn't it?" Jieli said while casually holding the multicolored stone in his hand and playing with it.

At this time, the guards in the tent had faintly surrounded Fu Nanda, and Fu Nanda's eyes were shining: "What does the Great Khan mean by this?" Do you want to break the contract? ”

"Ha, you have already faintly affected the rule of the Purple Pavilion, and it is not good that the people of the Evil Sect have too much trust in you." Jieli said lightly.

"If you die here and the multicolored stone is lost, what do you think will happen to the people of the Ya Clan?"

Fu Nantuo's eyes were split, he wanted to take this opportunity to throw himself into the Turkic tent, but he didn't expect to become an abandoned son of Bai Ziting, only to see him surprised and said in his heart: "Great Khan, I am willing to join the Great Khan and drive for the Great Khan." ”

Jieli looked at him with pity: "You still haven't understood, you have to die, because you are unstable and worship Ziting wants you to die, and so am I!" ”

At this time, Jieli said to the black-clothed middle-aged scribe who didn't know when he stepped into the tent: "Trouble the national teacher." ”

Fu Nantuo only had a sense at this time, so that martial arts could get close to him like this, if it wasn't Bi Xuan, it could only be Zhao Deyan.

Then Jieli walked towards the back of his seat, seeming to be tired, and also felt that Funanda was already a dead man.

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