Xijing Mansion, located on Fengxia Mountain, is the highest place in the entire Red Maple Ridge, and it is also the capital of the twenty-one mansions, which is personally controlled by Qi Baili, the king of rats.

"Even if this demon beast cultivates to the sky, its head is still not bright. This ability to govern, tsk, really doesn't work. ”

Han Lin pursed his lips and said such a thing disapplausively. With his belly on his head, he strode into the general's temple in the center of Xijing Mansion. This is the place where the municipal government is located, and it is considered the most sacred place in the whole of Xijing Prefecture - and it turns out that just around the outer wall, there is a large group of wandering monsters in clothes, basking in the sun and catching lice, and there is nowhere to go.

From one small clue one can see what is coming.

The porter on duty was a grasshopper spirit, with a worm head and a human body, and a large area of greenery above his head, seeing Han Lin, he greeted warmly and politely: "Commander Han, you are a little late." Today's court meeting is held in Dongfang, don't go wrong. ”

Han Lin touched the sparse long beards on his chin and laughed, "Isn't this oversleeping?" The Sprinkle family knows, and it's not that they haven't been there. The last time I saw King Qi, it was there, right!"

The porter immediately nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, yes." There it is. ”

"Okay. Then I'll go to the meeting first. ”

Han Lin walked through Langfang, went straight to Dongfang, pushed open the pear blossom wood gate, and found that the hall was full of smoke and noisy human voices.

It's very simple.

In the middle was a huge mahogany table, surrounded by a circle of antique rattan chairs, and nothing else.

"There are quite a few people here today. Eight, nine, ten. Plus yourself, exactly eleven. This was the first time he had attended the court meeting, so he casually found an empty seat, wiped it, and sat down.

A gloomy voice came from the side: "It stinks, it stinks." I said who it was? It turned out to be your mane scab. You don't roll in your mud pit, what are you doing here in our Red Maple Ridge Dynasty?"

Han Lin turned his head and stared at the person who spoke, and found that it was an elk spirit who he didn't recognize. So he snored, spitted out, and scolded: "Shut down your mother's!

The elk spirit originally had a gloomy face, but when he heard Han Lin scolding him, his face suddenly turned pale, and he was so angry that he got up and was about to slap Han Lin's ear.

As a result, he was pulled by the weasel spirit next to him: "Brother Lu, don't make a fuss." On weekdays, it's okay to have a broken mouth. It's a big court meeting today. This one, the mane scab in the mud pit, is now also named, called Han Lin. I just defected to our king. No, the court will call him too. From now on, I will be my own person. ”

Yes, after Han Lin changed his good head, he disguised himself as a monster and joined the Rat King.

These days, I have also walked around Xijing Mansion a few times, and found that the Ten Thousand Demon Country is really lacking in material and has a low level of cultivation, the richest capital of a state, and the level of this Fang City is not as good as the neighboring towns under the Occult Moon Sect.

Han Lin sits in the dream space, and is bold, he likes to kill people and sell goods the most, and he can be described as rich. But in this place, there is no place to spend the silver.

I almost didn't see the spirit grass for sale, and I thought that it was eaten directly by the demon beast as soon as it was picked. Therefore, there is no such thing as a panacea.

With the powerful digestion ability of the demon beast's body, there is almost no need for the profession of alchemist......

The magic weapons sold in the store are also very quaint, or rough and inferior, all of them are some zhang, ge, sword, spear, shield, and even the complex and fine pattern decoration is difficult to see. And the price is ridiculously expensive.

The exercises and formations have not been seen at all.

It can be said that except for the good spiritual materials, there is nothing in other aspects.

On the contrary, there are more things to eat, drink and enjoy. Gambling houses, hotels, green houses...... It's a pity that he wasn't too interested in that.

As a result, Han Lin, who was in second place, could only purchase some stones, jade, and pearls in large quantities.

It is a solid stone made of earthy yellow color and resembles jade. Jueyu is a kind of jade with a black texture, a hard shell, and a soft inside, which can be eaten directly, and tastes like salted crispy peanuts and rice grains, and is deeply loved by the earth spirit root demon cultivators. Yue beads are the most precious, valuable and expensive, non-jade and non-stone, both soft and rigid, different colors, like glass beads in general, the legend is the eyes of the true spirit.

All three are commonly used spiritual materials in the Jindan period.

When I was in Yueguo, these materials were basically wrapped in various sects and rarely flowed out of the market.

Of course, the spiritual materials here are all unprocessed, the purity is very low, they are all directly collected and transported from the place of origin, many of them are also mixed with other minerals, and there are also a lot of impurities, which cannot be used directly, and it also requires a lot of time and energy to deal with them.

Authentic, it is a local specialty.

In the past few days, the grasshopper spirit in the porter has been sent by the rat king to guide him as a guide, and he has gained a lot of benefits. That's why the meeting was particularly welcoming.

"Oooh. I see. The elk spirit sat back slowly, and said stupidly, "Forget it." Give the king a face, and don't bother with you today, and spare you. ”

"Spare me, bragging, not afraid of the wind, flashing his tongue. Han Lin straightened his belly, laughed, pushed the seat back, squeaked, and stood up.

He took a broad step, held up a huge belly, staggered, walked behind the elk spirit, put his hands on the chair, nostrils to the sky, and said proudly: "You are the commander of the land?

"yes, what's wrong?" the elk spirit also raised its head, not to be outdone.

Han Lin's right eye narrowed, and the corners of his mouth were crooked: "What's the matter, I'll kill you turtle girl's waste!"

Then the language stopped suddenly, and then shouted: "Death to Lao Tzu!"

Place your left hand on your opponent's shoulder while raising your right arm into a fist.

The magic weapon of Baoqin Jin Rake flew out of his waist, turned into a streamer finger tiger, and put it on his fingertips.

It shone with a golden light and landed straight on the elk spirit's face.

Bang!

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

The sharp finger tiger greeted the spirit white face mercilessly, and Han Lin's surging spiritual power shrouded the other party's body along his left hand, suppressing it and making it impossible to move. One after another, no matter how the other party wails and begs for mercy, he will not stop.

The fight is unrecognizable, and the flesh and blood are blurred.

"White-faced Langjun, hum......" Han Lin let out a mocking pig cry.

Han Lin blinked his pair of pig eyes, which were large and clear, and obviously very clever.

With his character, how could he not ask who these people who participated in the Great Dynasty Meeting?

Everyone around was stunned. They knew that the mane scab came from the mountains, and that it was savage and stupid like a pig. But I didn't expect that in such a place, I would fight without saying a word.

The standing weasel spirit had a gray face, and slowly retracted his hand, not daring to step forward, coughed, and then retreated without moving.

"The king is here!"

Hearing someone shouting outside the house, Han Lin withdrew his hand.

At this time, the elk's face had been beaten like mud, and the flesh was turned outward, and the shape could not be seen clearly. The whole person was stunned and in a trance, as if he couldn't believe what had just happened.

Han Lin felt still angry, pulled up the other party's limp body, slammed it to the ground, and spit a mouthful of fishy spit in his face: "Cheap mouthful." Lao Tzu looked unhappy. This time I'll smash you in the face first. The next time you break your mouth, you will cut off your whip and use it for wine!"

Then regardless of it, he turned around, and Dafang returned to his seat.

He pressed his buttocks hard a few times, and his whole body writhed into the soft and fluffy leather goods, with a smile on his face, and patted the tall armrest, and said:

"This rattan chair is of good quality. It's so comfortable to sit on!"

As a result, the eyes of everyone at the conference table became strange.