The number of demon people in the Sacrificial Kingdom is only one-fifth of the population of the Holy Fu Dynasty, but the territory is even larger, it is not easy to rule a country with such a vast and sparse population, and the first thing that needs to be solved is the problem of distance.

Both the Sacred Fu Dynasty and the Twelve Vassal States had a large number of Fu masters, and in addition to fighting with the army, one of their most important duties was to keep the post station open, so that letters and officials and nobles could quickly travel from place to place, so that the emperor's will could be communicated in all directions.

The Kingdom of Sacrifice also has a system similar to a post station, called the "royal vein", and in almost all towns and cities there is a serpentine statue in the barracks, which is the node of the royal vein, which is maintained by a sorcerer. The statue of the king's vein is a bit like the teleportation platform of the Dao system, but the power is much smaller, it can only teleport less than three hundred miles at most, and it cannot be crossed, it must gradually advance along the node, and you have to wait for a while at each place before you can continue to use the statue.

Even so, the royal vein is an extremely fast and rare means of transportation, usually only used to transmit letters and official documents, and only in rare cases to transmit demons - each time at the cost of blood, and the nodes passed through must be sacrificed to a sorcerer.

Therefore, only the Sacrificial King could use the royal lineage, and he could carry a maximum of ten followers.

For the past thousand years, the sacrificial kings have never been so urgent as to do so, until today.

Emperor Sun Fu Ci and the others came to a nearby small city with the sacrificial king Tongguò Wang in the capital, temporarily requisitioned dozens of demon magicians and demon soldiers, and rushed non-stop, if Mu Xingqiu continued to advance, they could only go to the next stop and wait.

Fu Ci and Hong Futian and others did not immediately flee from the country of sacrifice, they returned to the capital to join the envoy after they separated from Mu Xingqiu in Tuoshan and Chaodong Town, respectively, one step later than Mu Xingqiu, so they were just in time for the palace to be attacked and the whole city was in chaos, and the Holy Fu Dynasty envoy was surrounded, and there was no way to escape.

The scattered cultivators and talisman masters in the mission were ready to fight to the death, a few days later. But there was an unexpected turn of events, and the King of Sacrifice actually summoned the chief and deputy envoys of the Holy Fu Dynasty, and the deputy envoys were none other than Fu Ci.

The King of Sacrifice revealed the truth to the guests, he had to take refuge in Wangshan and serve the demon seed as a last resort, he was waiting for an opportunity, and now the opportunity is in front of him.

"The king of sacrifice came from afar to see the three of them, the catechumen, the Yang Taoist and the Yishi Jun. Fu Ci and the others came to the camp to introduce the situation, and the King of Sacrifice waited ten miles away.

"Me?" Yang Qingyin didn't expect that he was also one of the people who wanted to see the King of Sacrifice.

"Hmm. Fu Ci nodded solemnly.

Yi Shijun stepped forward, "Do you recognize who I am?"

"Your Excellency must be the Strange Historian. ”

"I ask you something, and I ask you to answer honestly. ”

"Excuse me. Everything. ”

"Put my name last, is it the meaning of the sacrifice king, or did you tamper with it privately?"

Fu Ci was stunned, "Uh...... This one...... Name...... I don't remember ......"

Hong Futian stepped forward to relieve the siege, "Yishijun is the supreme of the demon clan and the master of the ancient god sect, and the King of Sacrifice has long regarded you as the protector of the country of half-demons, and putting your name behind is to pay tribute to the guests. ”

Yi Shijun pursed his lips, "I don't believe it, but for the sake of you being so good at talking." Reluctantly accept it. ”

Fu Ci comprehended the strangeness of the Strange History King, and after that, he avoided him as much as possible, and said to Mu Xingqiu: "Please ask the seeker to move and meet with the Sacrifice King, and several of us are willing to guarantee the sincerity of the Sacrifice King." ”

"The King of Sacrifice has taken the Demon Eater. Will you betray Wangshan?" Mu Xingqiu had already learned about the Sacrifice King from the Dragon Demon, so he never thought of entrapping him.

"The Sacrificial King has its own way of suppressing the demon seed, and the Sacrificial King will personally explain the details to the seekers. ”

Mu Xingqiu glanced at Yang Qingyin and Yi Shijun. After receiving tacit approval, he said: "I will go to the king of sacrifice alone, and no one else will have to." ”

Yi Shijun yawned, "Exactly." The 'gods' and the kings are on their own side, so it's better for us not to meet. ”

Yang Qingyin also said: "I'm still the Spirit King, I'm not interested in seeing any sacrifice kings, I'd better leave the protective golem." ”

Fu Ci looked a little embarrassed, thought for a while and said, "Okay, then ask the seeker to come with me to see the King of Sacrifice, and the others will stay." ”

As soon as the two walked away, Ouyang Li, a loose cultivator, and Liu Ding, a talisman master, bowed their hands to Yang Qingyin together, they used to know each other very well, they were friends, and they were very happy about this reunion, the bald man did not go with Mu Xingqiu, but flew around and rushed to catch up with these two people, but Yang Qingyin couldn't interject.

The black phoenix watched from afar, really afraid that he would not be able to help but show jealousy, so he simply stood behind the golem, out of sight and out of mind.

Hong Futian and Yi Shi Jun had a very happy conversation, Yin Bu stayed beside him, and the expression on his face was surprisingly consistent with that of Yi Shi Jun, but it was more exaggerated.

There were only two people in the entire camp, who had been looking at each other for a long time but had not spoken.

Taoist priest Yang Chuang walked in front of the black phoenix clone, this is very easy to recognize, the real black phoenix will never have such a clear face but stretch his face so long, as if he came to ask for debts but did not get the attention of the master.

"You're ......"

"It's just a pair of skins, and a real Taoist priest won't care about this kind of thing. ”

Yang Chuangshen nodded approvingly, "Is your Neidan still there?"

"Long pain is better than short pain, I have given up Neidan and plan to practice again. ”

Yang Chuang was both shocked and admired, "Andao is really determined, I can't do this no matter what." Does this demon body have a Dao root? Do you usually feel strange? Has Zuo Liuying taught you the method of recultivation?"

An Xiangxing's face became longer and longer, "Since you don't plan to rebuild Tudan, we won't be all the way in the future, why do you want to mix with these loose cultivators and Fu Gong masters? I advise you to go back to Xingshan, at least you can keep Neidan." ”

Yang Chuang shook his head again and again, "It won't take me a year to return to Xingshan, and I will still be ...... I followed them to you, just hoping that you could give me an idea. ”

An Xiangxing used to be very willing to make ideas and decisions for others, but now he was extremely bored, and his voice couldn't help but become stern, "Then it's the same as me!"

Yang Chuang was stunned, "Just like you...... I'm afraid I can't get used to it, I still have a bunch of children and grandchildren, and they all have my portraits. ”

An Xiangxing couldn't wait to change the subject, "What the hell is the Sacrifice King going to do when he comes to Mu Xingqiu, the demon clan has a way to suppress the demon seed, I don't believe it." ”

But it's true. The Sacrificial King didn't seem to have any problem at all. Yang Chuang said.

The King of Sacrifice is very old, at least two hundred years old, and he exudes the smell of aging from head to toe, but it does seem that there is no problem at all, and it seems that he can live for another hundred years.

The sorcerers arranged an open-air reception room as quickly as possible, with a thick felt blanket on the ground, a circle of soft chairs in the middle, the four corners pressed by flags, and a large number of demon weapons hanging on the flagpole, similar to the forbidden effect of the Dao system. It prevents sound and sight from leaking out, and also provides lighting.

The sorcerers and demon soldiers stood dozens of paces away, all with their backs to the King of Sacrifice, just in a circle.

The king waited for the arrival of the guests alone, sitting on a chair, thin and thin, with thinning hair, unable to hide even the golden crown.

The crown was inlaid with a circle of serpents that stretched upwards, and there were as many as thirty of them.

His eyes were bright. It is the only organ in his body that shows vigorous vitality, and it is these eyes that make Fu Ci, Hong Futian and others believe that he is not controlled by the demon seed.

Mu Xingqiu also believed it after staring at the Sacrifice King for a moment. There is so much wisdom and agility in these eyes that it is impossible to be controlled by anything.

Fu Ci is the grandson of the Holy Fu Dynasty, but he has been impressed by the old king of the Half-Demon Country, and respectfully greets. Then he stepped back as well.

The King of Sacrifice made a posture of wanting to get up, but in the end he didn't move, "Nearly seven thousand miles." My bones are falling apart, and my children and grandchildren think that my life is short, and it seems to make sense. ”

The Sacrifice King's face was covered with wrinkles, and when he smiled, these wrinkles appeared graceful and powerful, like a team of experienced court attendants, who always knew where they should stand and what kind of expression they should make.

"You are Mu Xingqiu, humans call you General Mu, Taoist priests call you General, in the mouth of the demon clan, you are Daozun and Demon Master. The eyes of the King of Sacrifice revealed a deep curiosity that only young people have.

"It's me, it's me who comes to see you. ”

"It's okay, you're the one I want to see the most. Sit. ”

Mu Xingqiu walked behind a chair and put his hands on the back of the chair, but did not sit, "I'm more used to standing." ”

"Well, standing and talking is already a luxury for me, so let me sit down. I've come all the way to see you, and there's a lot of important things to talk about, but I thought I should explain the demon seed first. ”

"I'm curious. ”

"You're welcome, you can check me with any spell. ”

The King of Sacrifice leaned back in his chair casually, his eyes blazing, which made his invitation seem very sincere.

Mu Xingqiu didn't shirk either, and released an illusion and sent it into the body of the Sacrifice King, he now has more Mind Mind Spells, both offensive and defensive, even if the Sacrifice King sets a trap, he can retreat with his whole body.

The King of Sacrifice spoke as he was examined, "I have two unsuccessful sons who died in the land of demons, and the cause of death of one of them is said to be related to you, but please rest assured, I have many children and grandchildren, and those two are by no means among my favorites. ”

Mu Xingqiu quickly found the demon seed, which was trapped in the Mud Pill Palace. But what surprised Mu Xingqiu the most was not this incident, but the Mud Pill Palace of the Sacrifice King, which was exactly the same as a Taoist priest: white and flawless, with a human figure sitting in the middle.

Mu Xingqiu has seen many demon clans' mud pill palaces, and none of them can be similar to Taoist priests, not even relatively close.

"This is ......" Mu Xingqiu withdrew his illusion, puzzled.

"First, I'm not a Taoist priest, and I don't have a Neidan. Second, the reason for letting you check my Mud Pill Palace is to show your sincerity, and other people, even if they are Divine Daoists, can't enter my mind at will. ”

There was no smile on the face of the Sacrifice King, but the smooth wrinkles made him look more majestic, "As soon as I heard that you were going to stop the state, I hurried here to remind you that you must not do anything stupid, and the fire on the island must not be extinguished. ”

Mu Xingqiu was stunned, he had never thought about putting out fires.

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