Luo Fengming led the warship around twice, which was known to everyone, and only after he was satisfied, did he land on the top of Kujian Mountain.

There are already a lot of people waiting here, and the leader is naturally the Lord of Dry Sword Mountain, with an incomprehensible expression on his face, and a very complicated expression looking at Luo Fengming.

Maybe you're still calling him the plague god in your heart, right?

Luo Fengming smiled and bowed his hand, "I've seen the Lord of Withered Sword Mountain." ”

"Envoy Luo is polite," the Lord of Dry Sword Mountain said dryly, his eyes looked at those banners, his eyelids jumped fiercely, and he suddenly realized that this envoy is not a good person, this time he came, most of it was just to make trouble, he thought about it, and hurriedly said, "This sect has prepared guest rooms and wine and food for the envoy, all the way to the dust, why don't you hurry up and rest for a while?"

Is this trying to keep me from making trouble?

Luo Fengming knew that he would be fooled, he shook his head and said loudly, "The Holy Decree and the Nine Gates Golden Plaque are still on the boat, where can I go to rest?" Elder Chu of the Dry Sword Mountain saved all the people from fire and water, Daqin is grateful, and he should be praised, I eat Daqin Yulu, so I naturally have to do things for the country and the people, but I just rushed some way, where can I be tired?"

He turned around decisively and beckoned his subordinates, "Come, come, take the holy decree, take the gold plaque!"

The Lord of the Withered Sword Mountain had no choice but to follow.

The Great Qin Guards held the Holy Decree in their hands and slowly walked down from the warship, these Guards were all in the Divine Thought Realm, they were the elite of the Shenwu Emperor's forbidden army, and their momentum was extraordinary, and the Holy Decree in their hands was filled with powerful spiritual light, and there was a seal on it.

Luo Fengming stepped forward quickly, took the holy decree, and pasted a coiling dragon jade ring on his finger to the seal.

The powerful spiritual light rose to the sky, the holy decree flew up to the nine heavens, the scroll was unfolded, and the dragon qi gushed out from the holy decree, condensing into a five-clawed golden dragon on the heavenly dome, it held the holy decree in its mouth, and a huge voice sounded between heaven and earth.

"The sage's edict, now there is the Immortal Sect Dry Sword Mountain, benevolence, righteousness, loyalty and bravery, the elder Chu Yi in the door, the swordsmanship is unparalleled, saving the people from fire and water......"

The holy decree of Daqin is standardized, awarded to ordinary courtiers, with ordinary holy decrees, awarded to important ministers in the court, with gold seals and jade holy decrees, and when given to these mountain sects, it is with a special spiritual pattern holy decree, not only will it turn into a five-clawed golden dragon to symbolize the emperor's identity, this vast voice will also spread far and wide, and most of the Woxian Mountain can be heard clearly.

The expression of the Lord of the Withered Sword Mountain was as usual, of course he would not kneel down like the Great Qin courtiers, but just put his hands behind his back and listened to the content of the holy decree silently.

The more I listened, the more frightened I became, and the more I listened, the more I trembled.

It's not that he was afraid of Da Qin, as a monk of the Tianyuan Realm and the head of a sect, he hadn't experienced the taste of fear for a long time, but Da Qin's attitude made him very uneasy.

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

The Lord of the Withered Sword Mountain sighed, seeing that the holy decree had been read, he raised his hand to take it, grabbed the holy decree in his hand, and the golden dragon in the air let out a long roar and gradually disappeared.

"Would you like to ask the mountain master to receive the golden plaque of the Nine Gates?"

Luo Fengming clapped his hands, and the guards once again walked out of the warship carrying a huge gold plaque.

"Today's weather is good, and it's also an auspicious time, why don't you replace the gold plaque now?" Luo Fengming smiled.

The lord of the withered sword mountain twitched, but he didn't refuse, the holy decree was read, and he was afraid of the golden plaque of the nine gates.

"Good. He nodded, raised his hand, and with a wave of his hand, nine golden plaques flew out of the hands of the guards, and flew towards the nine mountain gates under the mountain, and the spiritual light flashed a few times in a hurry, replacing the original plaques in turn.

"Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, faith, kindness, and loyalty," Luo Fengming said with satisfaction, "I hope that Kujian Mountain will be good friends with my Great Qin forever." ”

"It's nature. "The Lord of Dry Sword Mountain arches his hand, no matter what he thinks in his heart, he always has to do enough kung fu on this side.

"Congratulations to Kujian Mountain for obtaining the Nine Gates Golden Plaque, and from now on you can be on an equal footing with the Xuanmiao Sect. A loud laugh came from the north, and the elders of the Chixiao Hall came by the clouds, holding a large tripod in their hands, and said loudly, "My Chixiao Hall congratulates me with a furnace of medicine!"

He raised his hand and threw it, and the danding flew down from the sky, falling on the top of the mountain with a bang, and the lid lifted a corner, and the rich danding fragrance instantly filled the whole mountain.

All the disciples were fascinated, even Luo Fengming, who was just a mortal, lost his mind for a long time.

The Lord of the Withered Sword Mountain was not happy, and secretly scolded the trouble-stirring bastard in his heart, and then replied without being salty, "Thank you for the gift of the Chixiao Palace." But I don't dare to take this seriously, the Nine Gates Golden Plaque is just a coincidence, and the cause and effect here are known to the world. ”

Although the words were vague, everyone understood, this is saying that the Jiumen Golden Plaque is a ghost made by Daqin, and it has nothing to do with my Dry Sword Mountain.

Luo Fengming snorted coldly, but didn't speak, because there were figures flying in the sky.

"Sanlong Mountain came to congratulate, congratulations to Kujian Mountain for winning the Nine Gates Golden Plaque, setting an example for the world. ”

"The Qingyan Sect came to congratulate and congratulate Kujian Mountain on becoming the number one sect in the southwest since then. ”

"The Wind Thunder Sect is here to congratulate, congratulations to the Dry Sword Mountain for obtaining the Nine Gates Golden Plaque, side by side with the Xuan Miao Sect!"

......

There are a lot of people who come to stir up trouble.

Luo Fengming squinted, a little gloating, he listened for a moment, and also noticed that the sects that came were all from the Chixiao Hall faction, and the sect of the Xuanmiao Sect turned out to be a future.

This is not surprising, this faction is mainly based on the Xuan Miao Sect, and the Dry Sword Mountain is the second in a thousand years, whether it is strength or the right to speak, it is not as good as the Xuan Miao Sect, and the Nine Gates Golden Plaque is clearly disgusting to the Xuan Miao Sect, these small sects naturally dare not come to celebrate, for fear that they will anger the Xuan Miao Sect.

But aren't you afraid of the dissatisfaction of the Withered Sword Mountain?

Anyway, Kujian Mountain is also the second brother, you little brothers only care about the face of the eldest brother, but completely ignore the face of my second brother, do you really think that Kujian Mountain doesn't care?

Luo Fengming smiled at the corner of his mouth, and thought clearly in his heart, don't look at the withered sword mountain and don't want to accept the nine golden plaques, but since you pinch your nose and take it, you will enter the game, no matter what the sect of your Xuanmiao sect thinks, you have to stand in line, since you little brothers don't come, this withered sword mountain will have ideas.

Step by step, such as cooking Xiaoxian, you can't be in a hurry.

He remembered King Anjiang's explanation before leaving, laughed, and decided to arch the fire again, he leaned in front of the Lord of the Withered Sword Mountain, and said in a low voice, "Strange, why didn't they come to the Taishi Sect? Don't you come to give a congratulatory gift on such a happy day? It's really a bit excessive, I remember last year's Xuanmiao Sect Master's 500-year-old celebration, they also gave an 8,000-year-old magic medicine!"

The Lord of Dry Sword Mountain was expressionless, "I guess there is something going on." ”

"Probably. Luo Fengming glanced at the sky, the troublemaker who came to give congratulatory gifts had already gone, he smiled, "Mountain Lord, why don't we go to the palace to talk about it?" I won't tell you, this time, there are still some things I want to talk about with the Mountain Lord, this is a major event that will determine the future of my Great Qin and Kujian Mountain." ”

The Lord of Dry Sword Mountain had a grim expression, he stared at Luo Fengming, and nodded after a while, "Okay, please send the messenger with me." ”