Zuo Yuanfang, an immortal in the Eastern Han Dynasty, also known as Zuo Ci, lived in Tianzhu Mountain and studied the art of alchemy. Ming Wujing, and through the star latitude, Ming Liujia, legend can make ghosts and gods.

In the true practice of martial mourning.

The Taiqing Danjing is said to have come from Zuo Ci.

Hearing that it was Zuo Ci who came with a teenager, Wu suddenly had a strange sense of déjà vu. As a traverser, today's achievements are all due to their hard work, and they have never enjoyed any pie-in-the-sky things, and now they have worked hard for so long, and finally someone has come to take refuge.

Thoughts out of tune in my head.

Wu Mourning noticed that Ding Wangchuan had an indifferent face from beginning to end, and couldn't help but be a little curious.

"I said Lao Ding, that's Zuo Ci, an ancient immortal, aren't you curious at all?"

"Wu Tianwang, those are all figures from the past, and now the martial artists are respected, this world is the world of our martial artists, just a mountain of people, what can you and I be curious about?"

Ding Wangchuan's words of course made Wu Mourning suddenly realize that in today's world, how deep-rooted the consciousness of martial arts is to respect people, if he is not a member of the martial arts, I am afraid he will not get so much respect and love. This kind of arrogance is indeed to make the warriors who have just completed the dismemberment of New Eden have any curiosity about an ancient immortal, and I am seriously afraid that it is not written directly at the door, and the martial artists are not allowed to enter.

But Wu Mian didn't bother to think about it so much.

Since it was Yu Ji's old friend who came to help him, he and Yu Ji were allies of each other before, and they got along well, and they were very cheeky in the early days, so for Zuo Ci's arrival, Wu Mourning still held a kind of happiness of seeing friends and friends.

Hearing that Zuo Ci had been waiting for him for many days, Wu Mian simply ordered the herald to let him come directly.

When Ding Wangchuan heard that King Wu was going to receive guests, he also retreated with interest.

Leave the room.

The lord of Taizhou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At present, King Wu still has no ambition, unlike some people, as soon as he gains great power, he instantly becomes arrogant and forgetful. It is said that on the side of the northern capital, in order to be able to catch up with Wu Mourning, he spared no effort to invest valuable resources in several geniuses who were already Tianjiao.

Even the secret techniques and spiritual materials given by the upper realm were given to several Tianjiao.

also secretly prepared a group of well-known chivalrous women, ready to say that they were trying to win over the slow martial arts by leaps and bounds.

This is normal.

Nandu also asked Ding Wangchuan to mention the martial condolences at a critical moment, so as not to be caught up in the desire of this lowly-born Heavenly King. Originally, Ding Wangchuan had prepared a lot of rhetoric, just waiting for Wu Mourning to be wrong, and he would remind the beloved Heavenly King tactfully without leaving a trace.

But it turned out that he was overthinking.

Woman? Treasure?

Wu Tianwang really didn't dare to be interested, his only interest that blind people can see can see, is the pursuit of power, the pursuit of stronger power. However, it is also thanks to Wu Mourning that he is not an extreme madman who pursues power, at least he has seven emotions and six desires, but a person with clear enmity and hatred, so the whole fleet will unswervingly follow him as a marshal, and the corner of the wall is very stable.

Ding Wangchuan was already thinking.

When I go back to my barracks, shouldn't I gather some pens and let them report on the kindness and arrogance of King Wu before he revealed his prestige.

In particular, there is an item about King Wu Tian's emphasis on love and righteousness.

Anyway.

Wu Mourning and his four insiders can be regarded as affectionate and righteous, and such a master is also more close to the people. Since ancient times, it has been a good story that the ruler has a peaceful home. If the back house is restless, the former dynasty will be restless, and the worst may affect the country, and the whole world will be turbulent.

Although today's Wu Mourning is not an emperor.

But who can say for sure?

"Wait a minute, did I forget to say the second thing......" Ding Wangchuan had been out for a long time, and he suddenly remembered the second thing, and he hadn't told Wu Mourning yet, and the atmosphere of the two of them was relaxed. …… Forget it, it's not an important matter, there are people from all walks of life who see that the young people of the Zhenyuan Miao Dao Sect can't make any trouble, and they still don't turn back, which disturbs the interest of the Heavenly King. ”

Ding Wangchuan estimated that at this time, Zuo Ci had already been talking to Wu Mourning in detail, and there was no need for him to provoke Wu Mourning.

Important!

You can't make the officials unhappy because of unimportant things.

As for letting Shangguan spit on himself, it is even more impossible, how could Ding Wangchuan not be so cerebral palsy.

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Zuo Ci is very much in line with Wu Mourning's fantasy of ancient immortals.

Crane goosebumps, white eyebrows and white hair, holding the dust, dressed in white, floating out of the dust, like a fairy wind and bones, as soon as they meet, they give people a feeling of spring breeze.

It's completely different from Yu Ji's emotionless cultivation machine!

Zuo Ci was with a twelve- or thirteen-year-old boy with a clear eyebrows and a somewhat sluggish expression, and Wu Mourning glanced at the young man and didn't pay much attention.

"Mountain man Zuo Ci, I have seen King Wu Tian."

As soon as he saw Wu Mourning, Zuo Ci gave up his hand, which made Wu Mourning a little embarrassed, he was so young, and he was awkward to let such a good old man salute him!

"Zuo Zhenren doesn't need to be polite, the relationship between you and me is as light as water. Yu Ji has been away from me for a while, I don't know how he is doing? ”

"Yu Ji is still chasing and killing mayflies, the mountain people pinch their fingers, this old friend, I'm afraid he has gone deep into the extreme north, only the ice spirit cold marrow of the extreme north can restrain the mayflies."

"Does he need help?"

"Your Excellency the Heavenly King, this is a calamity that these people like who borrow the fortune of the country must go through, and it is its own cause and effect, and it cannot be avoided."

Zuo Ci stroked his beard, his expression was naturally smiling, and he was not worried about Yu Ji's safety.

Although Yu Ji's fight may be a little worse in terms of killing and conquest.

But the life-saving ability is first-class, and Zuo Ci has to admire Yu Jina's exaggerated doppelganger technique.

"Oh, in that case, if there is a place where I need someone to help, Zuo Zhenren will say it directly. Hmm, in terms of national fortunes, but is there something that needs my help? ”

Wu Mourning's mind suddenly flashed the three faceless faces of the national fortune personality under him, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in his heart, if this ancient immortal saw that he had had an in-depth exchange with the national fortune, would he make any trouble, after all, this was his martial one's privacy.

"The fortune of the king of heaven is prosperous, like a dragon and a phoenix, it is the power of the town of Huanyu, and the mountain people should do their best to assist."

Zuo Ci glanced at the national fortune that was obviously in the form of a female figure three feet above Wu Mourning's head, and couldn't help but sincerely thank Yu Ji in his heart.

This kind of fortune has never been seen before.

It seems that in this world of great controversy, the person who can lead the universe to ascend is the Martial Heavenly King.

(End of chapter)