It didn't take long for the giant eagle to slowly fall, and a man and a fox walked down from the eagle's wings.

Soon, two long and exotic white-clothed "girls" walked out, invited the two of them to sit down, put on a pot of mountain fruits, and then looked at Xia Ji curiously, it is still very novel for humans to come to the demon clan.

Before long, a golden bird shadow with wings fluttering in the distance flew over and landed on the high platform, and the shape of a winged body began to change, turning into a tall man in a golden robe with a hooked nose, his eyes were sharp, and he swept over the two people who were sitting next to Shi Zhuo in the audience, and said in a loud voice: "Huixin Fox King, although this king promised to spend this killing with the Nine Emperor Maidens Alliance among the Great Shang Imperial Family, but now it is still in preparation, and I don't want to get involved in right and wrong too early, please go back." ”

Hui Xin said: "His Royal Highness the Seventh and I came in person, is this how the Eagle King is received?"

The Eagle King looked unruly and asked, "What about the Fox King?"

Hui Xin said: "Send two clansmen, send me and the Seven Highnesses to the entrance of Mount Meru, and then send people to patrol the nearby mountains. ”

The color in the eagle king's eyes was cold, the flying eagle has an arrogant personality, where can he tolerate the guidance of others, if it was the goblin in the clan who said so, he would have already taken action to punish him, but in front of him, the fox king has a lot of prestige in the north, not to mention that he also agreed to the alliance at the beginning.

It's just that the killing and robbery are not yet clear, and he really doesn't want to get involved so early, but it's not appropriate to refuse directly...

His sharp eyes swept the two of them, and suddenly landed on Na Xia Ji's body, and then laughed and said: "It's not impossible for my Eagle Clan to enter now, but I don't know if this Seventh Highness can show some strength and see this king?"

Your Highness is good at swords, swords, or sticks, take one to dance in this open space, if it is powerful, then the king will send an eagle demon to send you to the entrance of Mount Meru. ”

As soon as these words fell, Huixin's expression immediately became a little colder.

The words may seem peaceful, but they are insulting.

Swords and clubs?

Dance?

Is this a vaudeville?

The glamorous nun had a cold face, and raised her voice: "It seems that the Eagle King has been closed for a long time, and he doesn't even know about the outside world, Your Highness the Seven..."

Xia Jiyi raised his hand and signaled that she didn't need to say anything.

He glanced sideways at the golden-robed Eagle King on the high platform, and the Eagle King looked at him without fear, his gaze like a sharp sword piercing out of the air, but it was destined to only pierce into the calm sea, and not even a splash of water could be splashed.

The corners of the Eagle King's lips curled, and he laughed and said, "It's still the Seventh Highness's knowledge, so what weapon is the Seventh Highness good at?"

Xia Ji said lightly: "Do you have a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?"

"Pen, ink, paper, inkstone?"

The Eagle King was stunned, what do you want to do with pen and ink, could it be that the prince in front of him is good at painting, or good at calligraphy, and wants to conquer himself through ink treasures, so that he is willing to help him do things after seeing it?

He sneered in his heart and made up his mind, no matter what the prince painted, he said, "Although it's good, it's not that good."

After making up his mind, the golden-robed Eagle King raised his hand and said in a loud voice: "Take pen and ink." ”

Although this eagle clan is a demon clan, there are also eagle demon shapes to buy some materials in the unguarded Terran town, and then you only need to fly to bring it back, which is very convenient, as for "what is the money, why can't you grab it directly, but spend money" Most of the concepts are passed on by the fox clan, and many fox spirits of the fox clan will also write some things such as "Those days when I lived in a human city", "One or two things that I had to say with the scholar", "That night" Books like that, these books are written in the demon script, and they are widely circulated in the Northland, and they are very popular with the major monsters, so many monsters will call the fox spirits teachers.

Soon, the exotic, but unamorous Eagle Clan girl came up with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and then placed it on the stone table in front of Xia Ji.

Xia Ji lifted the pen, dipped in ink,

If you don't look at it, you will fall with a pen,

The brushstrokes pressed heavily on the rice paper, and then suddenly lifted it, becoming an extremely powerful stroke,

With great power, he stabbed straight towards the heavenly dome.

The eagle demons all waited curiously, ready to see what the prince of the human race was going to paint, but Xia Ji only made a stroke, so he put it aside, and then looked at the eagle girl who had not gone far and said, "Send it." ”

The girl of the Eagle Clan took the rice paper and held it, she glanced at the painting, nothing special, what is the prince of this human being thinking?

The golden-robed Eagle King smiled in his heart, he had already thought of a reason to refuse.

And then...

The painting, which could not be called a painting, was placed in front of him.

He glanced down at it,

But just this glance, he felt that his gaze was sunken,

That stroke is like a sharp arrow condensed by death, and this rice paper is like a vast sea of clouds,

The arrow broke through the storm, and wanted to come out of the paper,

This arrow is shocking.

The golden-robed Eagle King recalled the most terrifying memories in his heart.

Hundreds of years ago,

He is not yet the Eagle King, and he went out with his companions to train, and it was smooth before, but when he returned to the clan, he encountered a sharpshooter from the human world.

The marksman was terrible, bending his bow and shooting arrows, and every arrow was sure to hit, and no matter how high the eagles flew, those arrows could break through the clouds and shoot at them with precision.

One by one, his companions died tragically and fell from the sky.

And he was frightened and ran away desperately.

And at this moment, it heard the sound of drawing a bow, and at the same time, a thick murderous aura rushed to its face, as if death had come in an instant.

When he was young, the Eagle King was so frightened that he fell directly from mid-air, but fortunately it had already flown over a mountain and landed in the mountains on the other side.

But it found that it had not been hit by an arrow, and it turned out that there were no arrows in the marksman's pot, and that pull was just a pull of the empty string, and just the empty string had already made him a frightened bird.

After it survived that time,

But this matter has become a dead knot in his heart,

After that, in the process of cultivation, it was even more of a demonic obstacle in the heart.

But in the process of becoming a king, this magic barrier has almost disappeared,

He could be assured that even if the sharpshooter drew his bow in front of it, he would never be afraid.

But this stroke directly tore its heart defense,

Turning into an arrow among the sharpshooters of the past, it broke through the clouds and brought death to it.

The golden-robed Eagle King was shocked, cold sweat was dripping, his whole body trembled, and then with a grunt, he fell directly from the position of the head of the Eagle Clan, rolled over a few steps, and the whole person lay on the ground, prostrate and unable, with fear in his eyes.

Xia Ji grabbed a mountain fruit in front of him and took a bite, sweet and sour, he rubbed his eyebrows, this casual stroke is not simple,

In the eye contact with the Eagle King, he used Maitreya Zen to illuminate the delusions in the Eagle King's heart, and understood the fear rooted in the depths of his memory.

Then when he put down the pen, he took the delusion of burning the lamp Zen as the pen stroke,

At the mention of it, it can already break his mind,

If he hadn't kept a hand, the Eagle King would have been churning at this time, and he would have spewed out a mouthful of blood mist.

The audience was silent.

Even Hui Xin didn't understand it, and looked at Xia Ji with a kind of immortal eyes carefully.

Only one stroke, scaring the Eagle King, such an immortal operation, I can't understand it...

However, the Eagle King who was prostrate on the ground was clear in his heart, and he had already understood what level of character this Great Shang's Seventh Highness was, he took a few deep breaths before he could speak, and said in a trembling voice: "Still... Please also ask Your Highness to help me, I... I am willing to assist with all my might... Your Highness. ”

At this time, he only felt that his heart was broken, and the sealed fear was like the awakening of the demon in his heart, surging against the embankment of his heart, if the dam was broken, the consequences would be unimaginable.

To untie the bell, you must tie the bell, and if His Royal Highness can make him stunned, then he will definitely be able to help him.

Xia Ji said: "Relax and listen to me recite a scripture." ”

"Yes..."

Xia Ji recalled the one he had read the most, and opened his mouth to recite: "When the Bodhisattva of Freedom and Freedom is walking in the deep Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering..."

With Xia Ji's recitation, the golden-robed eagle king became more and more immersed in it, and his fear slowly disappeared, he only felt a huge spiritual power coming from the sky, and he also followed the wave into this power and became a tributary.

As soon as he finished reciting the scriptures, the Eagle King took refuge in Xia Ji.

He breathed a sigh of relief and raised his head, the rebellious color in his eyes all gone, revealing awe.

When he looked at the Fox King again, Huixin clasped his hands together and shouted with a smile: "Fellow Daoist." ”