Chapter Eighty-Seven: Invisible Gunsmoke, Secret Deal!
Feng Xi's face was stunned.
He didn't expect that Dijiang Zuwu would make such a request.
ββThe image of the innate spirit treasure is changed, tied to the forehead, and directly covers the mini back soil.
Feng Xi's expression was strange for a moment.
He was thinking...... Could this be the cautious revenge of Dijiang Zuwu, a counterattack against the image of Hou Tu tattoo looking down on him?
Of course, I want to think about it, Feng Xi acted like a stream of goodness under the gaze of the ancestor witch who seemed to be indifferent but was actually a god.
The immortal light flashed on the Nine Shadows Map, and the picture scroll became a black strip of cloth, which was tied to his forehead.
At this moment, Feng Xi suddenly felt a kind of relaxation.
Because...... It seems that the perception that represents the Hou Tu Ancestor Wu observing the heavens and the earth and monitoring the universe seems to be blocked out by him?
Become an object of neglect!
Only Da Luo can fight against Da Luo!
Fengxi's heart was pounding.
Under the instigation of Di Jiang, it is really too much to do this kind of thing to evade the supervision of the Houtu...... It's so exciting!
He looked at the ancestral witch and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
Di Jiang's face was very satisfied, and he nodded, "This is like words." β
"It's like a serious witch, and he won't go out to tarnish the image of my witch clan, which makes people criticize the witch clan as sycophants. β
"Uh......" Feng Xi was stunned, feeling a little confused.
Wait...... Isn't it what I imagined?
His expression was stunned and strange, and the confusion in his heart was on his face.
"Oh, you don't seem to understand anything?" Di Jiang raised his eyebrows and looked at him playfully, "Isn't it that you think that I am not satisfied with the situation of the Hou Tu Ancestor Witch tattoo on me, so I have such a request?"
"Heh......" he sneered, "What kind of person do you think of this seat? Do you even care about such a trivial matter? For fear that Hou Tu Daoyou will run to this seat to show off his might and be arrogant, so he must eliminate even the slightest possibility?"
"Ridiculous! ridiculous!" Dijiang Zuwu's voice was impassioned, showing a grand atmosphere, "This seat is such an existence that has no room for people?"
"We are the Twelve Ancestors, and we can even be called brothers and sisters...... How can you understand the closeness of the relationship?"
Dijiang's sleeves flicked, as if he was angry, and he was dissatisfied with others questioning his "deep brother-sister relationship" with Houtu.
The twelve ancestral witches, all of whom are transformed by the essence blood of Pangu, this is a family!
Since it's a family, what do you say?
Regardless of whether the status of Houtu Zuwu in this family is high or low, if you want to be commensurate with Dijiang Zuwu as a brother and sister or a brother and sister...... Dijiang Ancestor Wu doesn't even care!
Feng Xi saluted in fear, expressed repentance, and underestimated Lord Dijiang's tolerant heart.
"There is no wonder to the ignorant. Di Jiang forgave him and advised, "In the future, you must not have such doubts, thinking that our ancestors and witches are hostile to each other and have their own grudges!"
"Yes!" Fengxi bowed her head and said yes.
Di Jiang's expression was soothed, and his face showed a little tiredness, "I asked you to do this, it's not for selfish reasons, it's all for official business and the overall situation." β
"There's a tattoo on the door of the head...... In the eyes of others, what kind of system will it become?" Di Jiang sighed deeply, "Houtu little sister is also nonsense, and she doesn't pay attention to details at all...... I don't even remind you of one or two things, so I will arrange work, and in the end I will be this wicked person. β
He tapped his fingertips lightly on the armrest of the chair, and said to Feng Xi, "Which character you worship, that is your freedom." β
"You have a tattoo on yourself, what do you want to tattoo...... That's your freedom, too!"
"But this freedom is not infinite!"
"If you lock yourself up in your house, whoever you lick is your own business. β
"But now, you're going out on an exchange student and in charge of diplomatic matters!" Di Jiang shook his head, "When you go out, in the eyes of others, you represent the image of the entire Wu Clanβalthough in fact, your status in the Wu Clan is not very high, and you can't even get on the stage." β
is not an ancestral witch or a great witch, and he is not qualified to speak for the Wu clan at all.
"But!" Di Jiang said leisurely, "those ignorant people who are superficial will not care, and those who have the intention to misinterpret and harbor evil intentions will even turn right and wrong upside down - such as the die-hard supporters of the demon clan." β
"They confuse the truth and ignore the fact that no matter what the race, there are both elite and mediocre people, those of high character and those of poor morals. β
Speaking of "the lower limit is worrying", Di Jiang glanced at Fengxi, making this little witch have a very embarrassed smile on his face.
"Those who ignore the facts, they will bark incessantly, generalize in all sorts of ways, seize you as a person, and splash dirty water on the people behind you. β
"Obviously, their own camp, the environment is actually even more worrying, all kinds of fighting and fighting, harming innocent phenomena emerge one after another, and bad things happen one after another...... But still in the mood to criticize what you do. β
The eyes of the Emperor Jiang Ancestor Witch are sagacious, and there is a great wisdom that has seen through the hearts of the people of heaven and earth, "The armed killing between the lich and the demons has not yet begun, but the struggle in terms of speech has already quietly begun. β
"A swaggering head like yours has a tattoo on the back of the earth...... Believe it or not, you just came to Kunlun Mountain to show your face, and the next day rumors began to flow out of the whole flood and famine?" the ancestor sneered, "Or do you say that the Wu clan is engaged in the worship of the ancestor witch and the witch, and then use this to attack the internal system of my Wu clan." β
"Or is it that the ancestral witch is nepotistic and specializes in promoting people who are good at flattery?" Di Jiang glanced at Feng Xi, who was deep in thought, "They don't care, you have real materials and ability...... Everyone is talking about gold and villains, is there still less such a thing in the future?"
Feng Xi listened, and cold sweat came down.
Although he had heard and witnessed it in the past, and knew that this muddy water was very turbid, he did not step into it himself and became a party in the end, so he didn't feel it deeply.
Now that he felt it, he knew what kind of murder was here!
"You should know that too. Di Jiang chose a more comfortable position and leaned back in his chair, "How much I am worried about 'providence' right now." β
"Even if you have the protection of the Innate Spirit Treasure, plus the attention of our ancestors, people can't physically destroy you. β
"But to trample you spiritually and isolate you career...... Is it difficult? It's not difficult at all!"
"I can't kill you, but there are ways to abolish you. β
"If there are really rumors, the outside world is rumored that you are a sycophant...... Under pressure, Houtu finally had to refrigerate and protect you, and your career was ruined. β
"There is no need to talk about a bright future, a better tomorrow...... After staying in Kunlun Mountain for a few days, he had to come back in disgrace, like a lost dog. Di Jiang's eyes were indifferent and cold, "Houtu Xiaomei is too." β
"Her life path is too smooth, and in some respects she is still a little deficient and too idealistic. β
Dijiang's condescending comments pointed directly to the shortcomings of Houtu Zuwu.
Feng Xi has been wiping sweat - some things, just thinking about one or two, are enough to bring a lot of pressure to people.
"So, my lord, did you ask me to change the Lingbao cloth strips?" Feng Xi wiped away the cold sweat and looked at the Emperor Jiang Ancestor with sincerity, "It turns out that it is not to block the sight of Lord Houtu, but to prevent other Da Luo from seeing Lord Houtu's tattoo, so as to make a big fuss?"
"The child can be taught. Di Jiang nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, that's right...... I'm here to protect the tattoo. Otherwise, you have to wash it off, it's too disrespectful to Houtu Xiaomei. β
Although, this method of protection ...... It's a little weird.
But, shielding protection, that's also protection, isn't it?
"Then should I simply transform this spiritual treasure into a hooded coat?" Feng Xi asked, "After all, I have tattoos of eleven other ancestral witches on my body......
"It doesn't have to be. Di Jiang shook his head, "If it's not on your face, it's not a big problem...... Actually, you have to tattoo the Houtuzu Witch on the soles of your feet, and you don't have to bother so much right now. β
The corners of Feng Xi's eyes twitched.
'Tattooed on the soles of the feet...... It's going to die, isn't it?'
'Hou Tu Zu Wu will definitely stretch out a slap and slap me into a pulp, and I will die cleanly!'
'No...... It doesn't have to die clean......'
'I may seal my true spirit and imprison it, and after the reincarnation is opened, I will throw it into some eighteen layers of hell and sentence me to indefinite imprisonment...... It's worse to live than to die!'
Feng Xi shuddered, and the whole person seemed so thin and fragile.
At this moment, he expressed deep doubts about what Dijiang Ancestor Wu had said before, and the Twelve Ancestors loved each other and everyone was a family.
Let him, of course, turn his doubts into words...... It's impossible to do.
If the soil can't be provoked, can Dijiang afford to provoke it?
Feng Xi pondered, it seems that she hasn't lived enough?
In the end, he listened to Dijiang Zuwu's "simple and simple words" about his diplomatic work very heartily and calmly, and nodded, nod, and nodded again from beginning to end, expressing absolute support and approval.
When he finally listened, he didn't know how long it had passed, and the whole person was dizzy.
......
Dizzy out of the house, dizzy and dizzy towards the place where the exchange students are preparing for the trip.
It took a long cold breeze to calm myself down.
recalled his own experience, summarized the content revealed by Tuzu Wu and Dijiang Zu Wu, and then calculated the situation of heaven and earth in the current era...... Feng Xi has a thousand words in his heart, and in the end, he can only turn into one sentence.
"Today's flood ...... What an eventful season!"
"Flood World, when is there not much to do?" a calm voice suddenly sounded, retorting Feng Xi's words.
"Ha!" Feng Xi was startled, her body moved, she turned, and she saw the face of the person who came clearly, and her face suddenly became weird, "Yuchen?!"
"What are you doing here?"
He was wary, looking at this hateful guy who used to take the blame for him.
Thinking back then, the wind and dawn crossed at the beginning, majestic and heroic, full of spirit, and I didn't know the characteristics of the Wu clan - there were many trumpets.
In the dream, in the Wu clan, get ahead.
It's a pity that the dream is good, but the reality is cruel.
was educated face-to-face by Dijiang Zuwu and was severely beaten.
What is the reason for this?
Nine times out of ten, count on his nine teammates!
These immortal teammates tacitly pushed him into the position of the boss and faced the investigation and review of the ancestral witch...... If it weren't for the fact that Feng Xi was a grandmaster of the Congxin School, the thief who had lost the lower limit would immediately make a decision to show loyalty to the Emperor Jiang Ancestor Wu, and the consequences would be unimaginable!
However, misfortune and blessing depend.
Because of this, Fengxi was a little bit more important by the ancestral witch, so that he had such an achievement today.
Of course, this doesn't mean that Feng Xi has to use a good attitude to face Yuchen's gang.
If he wasn't afraid of fighting on the other side and "breaking through" in a hearty battle, he would have called the battlefield and fought heads-up.
"Why can't I come here?" Yu Chen hung a sword from his waist with a smile on his face, "I'm just like you, I was chosen by the top to go to Kunlun Mountain as an exchange student!"
"Huh!" Feng Xi pouted, "You still need to be an exchange student?"
"You're a genius, wouldn't it be nice to have an epiphany?"
"Genius, you also have to pay attention to the basic truth!" Yu Chen's smile was even brighter, "Otherwise, I can't say that one day I will be jealous of talent." β
"Huh. Feng Xi was noncommittal.
After a while, he spoke again, "You can still be alive...... To be honest, I'm weird. β
"Nothing strange...... It's all normal. Yu Chen said briskly, "Among the Wu clan, there are so many geniuses, and everyone knows what is going on. β
"Even though we acted a little bit earlier and were stared at by a lot of big witches...... But with the genius coming up, we don't have much of a problem. β
"To this day, we are still entrusted with the important task of doing exchange students together...... In the name of studying, he did some diplomatic work for the Wu clan and maintained the results of the establishment of diplomatic relations between the two ancestors. β
"Actually...... Yu Chen laughed, "Many of the people who were sent out were related to those places. β
"How much results we can make can largely reflect the attitude of the Da Luo Supreme there...... towards the Wu Clan," Yu Chen shrugged, "The big results we produce means that the Da Luo there is willing to increase investment in the Wu Clan...... And the Wu clan will also give feedback, improve our status by merit, and give us the right ......"
"Conversely, if there is no result...... It means wait-and-see or divestment. β
"At the end of the day, these are silent bargains between chess players. β
Yu Chen explained briefly, and Feng Xi thoughtfully, "I see." β
"So...... My old friend!" Feng Xi rubbed his hands, "I don't know which god in Kunlun Mountain is standing behind you?"
"Guess?" asked Yu Chen with a smile as he patted the long sword hanging from his waist.
"Don't guess, don't guess. Feng Xi shook his head, "First, I don't have the eyesight to see through your avenue......; Who knows whose pawn you are?"
"You're so boring. Yuchen shook his head.
The two talked and laughed, and seemed to have eliminated the estrangement of the past.