After someone came to force Ming Jiutian to retreat, the space suddenly distorted, and the two black-clothed people didn't say a word of nonsense, they jumped in directly, and disappeared in place in an instant.

The ability to tear apart the spatial barrier, this is not something that people on the Xuanxin Continent can do, so it shows that the identity of the other party is extremely not simple.

Now it is not the identities of these two people that bother Ming Jiutian, but if these two join forces, Ming Jiutian is not an opponent at all.

But they didn't mean to stay, as if they were afraid of being discovered by Ming Jiutian.

"Oops... My little marquis, I have long said that it is not peaceful now, you just don't listen, how about it? It didn't hurt, did it? At this time, Wei Jianren rushed over with the members of the Ming family's Blood Killing Guard.

"I'm fine, what? Do you think you'll be able to keep both of them? Ming Jiutian rolled his eyes, turned around and walked back.

On the way back, Ming Jiutian kept looking back at the two black-clothed people in his head.

One will use the Trapped Heaven Emperor's Trapped Heaven Prison Cage, and the other will know the Heavenly Death Sword Technique, this combination is really evil enough.

"Little Marquis, just now the family sent someone to report that the envoy from the Morton Royal Court has arrived," Wei Jianren caught up and hurriedly said.

"Come on, come on, government affairs have nothing to do with Ben Shao," Ming Jiutian said helplessly.

"This time it's different, someone came to see you by name," Wei Jianren muttered obscenely.

There are strange things every year, there are a lot of them today, and they also want to see them by name, this Morton Royal Court should not think that the Ming family, who are now free, want to use troops against them.

After returning to Dongping Mansion, sure enough, a few people dressed as Morton were waiting in the hall, and Princess Miller was also there.

"Princess Miller... Belch... No... It should be Miller Khan, I haven't seen you for a long time..."Ming Jiutian saw Princess Miller as soon as he entered the door.

To be honest, I haven't seen her for at least a hundred years, and Princess Miller is still so beautiful, and now she has reached the late stage realm of the Martial God.

On the way, I heard Wei Jianren say that not long after leaving the Xuanxin Continent in the ninth day of the Ming Dynasty, Princess Miller became the Khan of Morton.

It is said that she was the first female khan in history, and it was only when her younger brother came of age that she handed over the position of khan and became the brains behind the Morton court.

It is no exaggeration to say that the Morton court has been able to get to this point today, to a certain extent, it is inseparable from Princess Miller.

"Yes, after many years, the little marquis is still the same..."Princess Miller also has a playful appearance with a coquettish face.

"I wonder what the princess is doing here?" Ming Jiutian returned to his place and sat down.

"Do you know the origin of my Morton court?" Princess Miller asked with a serious expression.

"I don't know..."Ming Jiutian shook his head when he heard this.

"Don't be in a hurry to deny it, you've been to the Demon Realm, and you've been to the Nu Tribe," Princess Miller said with a swear.

Ming Jiutian was stunned when he heard this, if he wanted to say that he had been to the Demon Realm more than once, the Nu tribe not only went, but also fought with their people several times, and the current heir of the Nu tribe was Mo Yunfei.

Moreover, Ming Jiutian once suspected that the relationship between this Nu tribe and the Morton Royal Court had this question today, which just confirmed the speculation of the year.

"Yes, I did, but I'd love to know how you found out" Since the other party already knows, there's no need to dodge.

"All this was said by the great shaman of my Morton court," Princess Miller explained.

The name of the Great Shaman, Ming Jiutian had heard of it many years ago, and he was the number one master of the Morton Royal Court.

Legend has it that it can summon the Angry Dharma Body to fight, and at the same time, it can also contact the ancestors and obtain the blessings of the ancestors' power.

"That's what you're here for today?" Ming Jiutian blinked his eyes, and he didn't quite understand what the intention was.

"Since ancient times, the demons have been the object of everyone's conquest, and if you can say that, you still have to thank you," Princess Miller stood up and bowed.

Speaking of the Ming family's disaster this time, although Morton maintained neutrality, he also made a lot of efforts behind his back, not to mention that the 100,000 war horses were provided by Princess Miller.

"You're welcome, it's all about living" Ming Jiutian doesn't care what kind of human race demon race.

"This time, to put it bluntly, I want to invite the little marquis to my Morton once, there is something important to discuss, please don't shirk the little marquis" Princess Miller asked very sincerely.

The Morton royal court has no fixed residence, and lives the life of a nomad, and he also went there once in the ninth day of the Ming Dynasty, where it is not interesting except for the grassland or the grassland.

"Okay, anyway, it's okay to be idle, it's right to go out for a walk" Ming Jiutian thought about it, and it didn't hurt to go on a trip.

"In that case, thank you very much," Princess Miller nodded.

That night, Princess Miller and her entourage stayed in Dongping Mansion, saying that the situation was more urgent and that they were going to return to the Morton court the next day.

Early the next morning, Jin Wubian also came to find Ming Jiutian, saying that there was something important on the side of the Forest of Nothingness, and asked Ming Jiutian to go to the Forest of Nothingness during this time, so he simply said goodbye and left.

Regarding the affairs of the family, in fact, Ming Jiutian has nothing to explain, nothing more than where to find him after ascending.

After that, Ming Jiutian followed Princess Miller and her party in the direction of Morton's royal court.

Five days have passed, and Ming Jiutian and his party finally came to the Morton Royal Court.

In all fairness, it is remarkable that the Morton Court, as a northern nomad, has developed to this extent.

The galloping horses and sheep on the grassland, as well as the vast prairie, all demonstrate Morton's strength.

"The little marquis will stay in the tent for a day, and we will go to see the great shaman early tomorrow morning," Maitreya explained and left.

Looking at the roasted whole sheep on the bonfire, Ming Jiutian shook his head helplessly, although the roasted whole sheep tasted good, it tasted a little rough, so he still had to process it.

After a while, the skewers of mutton skewers were ready, and Ming Jiutian was busy in the tooth tent.

Paired with fine wine, not to mention how beautiful it feels, you have to leave with some mutton when you leave this time.

It was not until the next morning that Princess Miller came and said that she was going to take Ming Jiutian to their holy mountain to meet the great shaman with a mysterious identity.

The holy mountain in Princess Miller's mouth was not as majestic as Ming Jiutian imagined, but it was overgrown with trees, and it was the only place where trees grew within a radius of a hundred miles.

After a while, Ming Jiutian was brought to the top of the mountain, and saw a group of people wearing animal skins and hats made of various feathers, sitting on the ground as if they were in peace.

Passing through the crowd, there is a stone palace that is not too big in front of me, and all kinds of strange runes are carved on the stones on the outside.

Walking into the stone palace, it is a wide and huge gentle slope, which turned out to be an underground palace, and the palace is brightly lit.

There are more shamans dressed in animal skins, and they have words in their mouths, as if they are chanting some kind of ancient incantation.

Inside, there is an old-looking altar in the center, and a bonfire is lit on the altar.

A group of masked men dressed in animal skins sat around, and from time to time they threw something into it, and each time they sprinkled it, the flames on the altar would rise.

After coming in, Princess Miller did not speak, but found a place next to her and sat down, and Ming Jiutian also sat down next to Princess Miller.

After a while, the sound of the surrounding shamans chanting incantations stopped, and several shamans got up and left one after another.

At this time, the man seated on the throne removed the mask from his face, revealing the face inside, which was an old lady who looked to be sixty or seventy years old, with white hair and wrinkled face.