The five of them traveled quite fast under the condition that Lin Wutao stepped on the flying sword, and they visited many picturesque scenery in one day. It wasn't until everyone came to this empty lawn that was stained with bright red that they were truly amazed by the picture in front of them.

Of course, the abrupt stone monument in the center of the lawn, and the snow suit under the stone monument naturally attracted everyone's attention.

The three top masters of the Transformation God Realm plus a wood master who does not practice qi or cultivate gods but has great magical powers of Buddhism, this kind of battle is enough to walk sideways in any of the rivers and lakes in the twenty-four countries of Northern Shenzhou. Unless he meets a Tianzong wizard like the White Feather Sword Immortal He Chongshu who has a great chance, there is no way to pick out a martial arts master on the rivers and lakes who is enough to call these four people with his own strength.

On the premise that the other party did not show hostility and resistance, the five took the initiative to approach.

Close to observe, the broken stele is actually quite tall, almost as tall as a person, most of the remnant stele that is out of the main body lies flat on the ground, the stele wall is thick, the inscription on the front of the stele is still clearly recognizable, the back is the flat carving of the gods and spirits of mountains and rivers, which is also well preserved. This eighty percent new heavy stone tablet does not know how great the force broke it at the beginning.

Next to the stele is a man dressed in snow-white clothes, with a heroic appearance, slightly older than Tianzong and Yi Yayi, at this moment, he takes the broken stele that fell to the ground as a table, and the fiery red grass as a seat, and sits generously.

Even if you sit on the ground, you can see that this person is very long, and he will never look short when he stands up.

Someone took the liberty of disturbing the quiet, but he was not annoyed, and calmly raised his glass to drink, until the group approached the hand, he smiled softly, and motioned for everyone to take their seats at will.

There is no seat here, but it is just sitting on the ground.

The man picked up the flask that rested on the tabletop of the stone tablet, shook less than sixty percent of the wine in the pot, and smiled gently. Everyone politely refused, only Tianzong took out a jade cup from his arms with a shy face, and rested it on the table of the stone tablet carved out of a myth and legend by flat carving.

The man in the snow suit was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this person to be so arrogant, and he didn't suspect that his wine was poisonous. Then he smiled heartily and generously poured a full glass of wine for him.

This wine is cloudy and mellow, with a strong aroma that spreads wantonly in the air, mixed with a faint medicinal smell. Tonglu frowned, but after all, she didn't force her brother to drink the suspicious drink.

Tianzong and the unidentified man raised their glasses and drank the wine in their glasses. This wine is mellow and strong, and it has a special medicinal aroma with a long aftertaste than the fine wine that Tianzong has drunk in the past. Tianzong couldn't help but praise: "This wine is ordinary, and it is rare to have a clear taste after entering the mouth and an evocative medicinal aroma after entering the throat!"

There was no need for the snow-clothed man to explain, the well-informed little prince from the royal family went around in a circle, jumped off the wooden sword at this moment, smelled the faint aroma of wine brought by the breeze, and said: "This is a special wine located in the Great North Land 'Jifu Country' The military and civilians are ten minutes old, which can strengthen the body and dispel the cold." The name of this sake is 'Weiru', and it is made using a secret method of 49 kinds of medicinal materials unique to the Great Northern Land, and various concocted medicinal materials are put into a specific order during the brewing process. It can be drunk for at least five years after being cellared through the glacier, and the twelve-year-old Weiru wine tastes the best. Although the medicinal materials used in this pot of wine are not available, it is not a treasure of the official cellar of the nobles, but it is better to be out of the cellar without hurry or delay, which coincides with the time when the aroma of wine and medicine complement each other best. ”

The man in the snow coat praised the drummer and said curiously: "How can you know so much about this special product of Tufu that is not common in the Central Plains?

Master Mu didn't care at all about the big butterfly flying beside him staying on his fiery red monk's robe, his eyes wandered on this man, and his numb gaze that had not changed for thousands of years had a trace of "compassion" at this moment.

Tianzong, who was silent and silent, guessed that this must be one of the manifestations of the great divine power in Master Mu's body operating to the extreme.

Lin Wutao stretched out his tongue and curled it upward, showing everyone a fiery red bead the size of a bean under his tongue, and then said proudly: "I Yincha Kingdom is adjacent to Jifu, and it is rooted in the Great Northern Land. Half of this prince's body comes from the bloodline inheritance of the Snow God Clan in the Great Northland, and my mother is one of the only three remaining Holy Maidens of the Snow God Clan. In the past two years, Yincha has made good friends with the two countries, and the Turkfu has paid tribute to a lot of high-quality Weiru wine, which the prince has never tasted, but it is not difficult to distinguish the good and bad by the aroma of the wine!"

The man in the snow-clothed couldn't hide his agitation, held Lin Wutao's little hand, and gave him a beautifully carved wooden box in his arms, his tone was respectful, but there was a smile on his face, and he said, "It's actually a prince! Offer little gadgets to show sincerity, and hope for His Royal Highness Haihan!"

The wooden box with a large volume was hollowed out and carved from a whole piece of Qi Nan, and this piece of wood alone was worth a thousand gold.

The man in the snowcoat had a secret that no one else knew, and he also had a red bead under his tongue......

Naturally, the five people, including Master Mu, could not know the true thoughts of this person, and it was difficult to distinguish the good and evil in the direction of speculation.

The little prince, who was accustomed to seeing the treasures of Ouchi, was not interested in such rare things, and when he opened it in person, he learned that it was a sign and a few small KitKam objects, and he behaved very plainly, and put it away, probably never thinking of it again in his life.

"This prince has accepted it, if you have anything to ask for in the future, go to the country of Yincha to receive the reward!"

The man in the snow suit smiled gently, and said in a calm and indifferent tone: "Remember." In the future, if you need to ask for it, Sikong God will definitely visit His Royal Highness the Prince in Dengyin Chaguo!"

Master Mu suddenly turned golden all over, and he couldn't help but say, and the black iron rod in his hand, which could easily take a person's life, smashed down on the top of this person's head with all his might.

Tianzong Yi Yayi was obviously close at hand, but he didn't make the slightest move to stop it, but one guarded Tonglu and the other protected Lin Wutao. The body is tense and can lend a helping hand to the great monk at any time, and everyone seems to suddenly be infinitely vigilant about this person.

The man raised his eyebrows, stretched out a hand above his head, and stopped the fall of the huge iron rod in the surprised gaze of everyone.

Master Mu only felt that the black iron rod was stacked with three strange powers, and the black iron rod first hit the bronze bell and stopped the action, and then seemed to be stuck in the quagmire and had no way to make it, and the last strange force was extremely arrogant, like a thunderbolt superimposed layer by layer, with the ability of the wood master, he almost couldn't hold the iron rod in his hand.

Master Mu, who only has one Buddha in his heart, can't help but be shocked, but fortunately he has never given birth to a retreat, otherwise the incorruptible body of King Kong can no longer be maintained.

The man let go of the black iron rod, the wind was light, and there was no sign of moving his hand, and said with a smile: "If this seat really wants to be difficult with people, even the white feather sword immortal who took the sword from the Northern Forbidden Land will also have a headache." However, the Shuoluo Sect is not yet an enemy of the Yincha Kingdom in the Great Northland, everyone is close to each other, and they are in harmony, so the master can rest assured!"

This kind of courage and strength that surpasses the contemporary heroes seems to reveal the identity of this snow-clothed man who claims to be a god of the sky, the lord of the Northern Underworld, and the leader of the "No. 1 Demon Sect in the World"!

Because he has so many shocking titles on his head, that people on the rivers and lakes rarely name this legendary figure who has never done great evil in his life. However, this does not mean that you will not be shocked when you hear the words "Sikong God is there".

Everyone knows that these four words represent not only a peerless master, but a whole demon sect behind it that is enough to bring the world's martial arts catastrophe.

No matter how much Master Mu weighed and calculated, he could only give up the idea of killing the person in front of him who posed a potential threat to His Royal Highness the Prince with a stick.

Tianzong's drinking speed was much slower, and his fingers gently rubbed the edge of the jade cup, and he said tentatively, "So, the Sikong Sect Master is here for the White Feather Divine Book?" It's just that the contemptible and ignorant people can't guess why the Sikong Sect Master didn't adopt the usual method of your sect to forcibly seize it? Could it be that the Sikong Sect Master is already confident that he can still win and snatch the Divine Book with the joint efforts of a few of us?"

Yi Yayi had already moved his position, forming an angle with the Heavenly Sect, sharing the invisible pressure from the First Demon Sect Master. Glancing at the red-clothed monk who retreated under the battle line, this master of wood with great Buddhist powers confirmed one thing for everyone after fighting with Sikong Shen: even if Sikong Shen can't completely defeat the four people here, if he is determined to choose one or two to kill under the noses of the four people, it is not impossible.

The life of the little prince Lin Wutao, for Master Mu, is obviously heavier than the White Feather Divine Book, which is an ironclad fact. Once it is done, for the sake of the master's safety, Master Mu can only stand by and watch.

Yi Yayi has always been very shameful about despicable behavior, and he was agitated and disdainful of a famous and upright person, and asked, "You gave Wutao a gift just to imply that Master Mu is not allowed to interfere?"

In the face of the sarcastic arrogance between his nose, Sikong Shen did not show the slightest irritation, he cultivated very well, and he was still kind and pleasant at the moment.

I still have the heart to put aside the jade cup for Tianzong and fill it with wine.

If it weren't for the name of the First Demon Sect Master, he would be a humble gentleman with good manners.

Sikong Shen said calmly: "The majestic phoenix atmosphere on Guan Gongzi's body should be the family heirloom of Yuchuan Zhuang to return to Nirvana." Presumably Mr. Yi misunderstood, and this seat gave out the 'Shen Han Zhu Box', just because he saw that His Royal Highness the Prince was particularly smart and likable, and it was just a meeting gift from the elders to the younger generations. Don't do what he thinks! The cloth boy looked down on this seat a little. ”

Yuchuan Zhuang Yi's family heirloom flying phoenix return to Nirvana Gong became famous for its feminine and clever skills, but Sikong Shen complimented Yi Yayi for having a male phoenix atmosphere, which really made him angry before he understood the meaning of this sentence.

Tianzong laughed carefully and said generously: "Take people with short hands and eat people with soft mouths!" Just rush to the sect master's 'two' gifts and half a pot of good wine, and the White Feather Divine Book should also be given away." Tonglu, take out the White Feather Divine Book!"