From Fengding's mouth, Tang Linkun knew that the Fengda Creator had indeed been bedridden for a long time, and he often ptysed blood. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After waiting for more than half a month, Fengding's flying divine skills have been displayed decently, and King Jing still has not arranged to meet with Fengda Maker.

Feng Ding took Tang Linkun and them to the Rotten Immortal Margin Barracks to play, and suddenly felt that their eyes were not enough. The weapons in the hands of the soldiers of the Rotten Immortal Margin Musket Army are too powerful. A spear capable of firing ten times can smash an iron pot more than a hundred feet away. And the big guy called the roulette gun by the Rotten Immortal Margin soldiers strafed down and cut off a brick wall. The upper and lower rows of ten guns were called platoon guns, and they even blew up a small dirt bag on a small hillside five miles away. Tang Linkun finally knew the origin of those gunpowder guns in the Huanghualei army.

Of course, when Tang Linkun lifted the boulder weighing nearly two thousand catties above his head, it really frightened the soldiers of the Rotten Immortal Margin. Ji Xiaoyun's single fist smashed the big stone slab, which also won bursts of applause. Xiao Yun's sleeve arrow accurately hit the copper coin a hundred steps away, and won the long-lasting applause.

Early the next morning, King Jing met Tang Linkun again in the Amber Hall. The civil and military officials of the Rotten Immortal Margin gathered together to accompany them, and the scene was particularly grand.

"Captain Tang Lei, I have ordered to prepare the necessary items for the return trip, you can rest assured that you can play in Tianjing City for a few more days. ”

In the face of King Jing's "eviction order", Tang Linkun said: "Thank you King Jing for your hospitality, and warmly welcome King Jing to have time to be a guest in Huang Hualei." ”

King Jing laughed: "Thank you Tang Lei for your kind invitation." I wish the Rotten Immortal Hu and the Heavenly Court can always be brothers. ”

It seems that King Jing has made up his mind, and he doesn't want Tang Linkun to meet with the Great Maker, nor does he want to give him the permanent embalming pill. Tang Linkun simply said straightforwardly:

"King Jing, I heard Feng Ding say that the Great Creator has been coughing up blood for some time, and my immortal honey has a very good healing function, and I am willing to take a look at it for the Great Creator. ”

The amber hall was silent for a moment, and King Jing pondered for a moment and said: "It's rare that Tang Lei Chang cares so much about the health of the Great Maker, and the Great Maker's health has improved during this time, so he won't trouble Tang Leichang." ”

Out of the Amber Hall, Tang Linkun was sullen all the way, and Ji Xiaoyun said angrily: "I think this King Jing wants to be a great creator, and I wish his brother would return to heaven as soon as possible...... General Tang, are we going to return in vain like this?"

"Didn't King Jing tell us to play for a few more days? ”

In less than an hour, ten carriages were loaded with various gifts to the State Guesthouse, and three of them were loaded with a copy of "The Complete Book of Rotten Immortals".

In the afternoon, under the guidance of the little prince Fengding, Tang Linkun and the others purchased many novelty items of the Rotten Immortal Margin, including more than 100 clairvoyants. I also bought a few of the latest styles of fashion from Rotten Immortal Margin. Tang Linkun took into account the changes in the weather on the road, and bought winter clothes and eiderdown sleeping bags for Ji Xiaoyun. I also bought five jars of rice wine.

Ji Xiaoyun asked the little prince if he could ask him to buy some spears and roulette guns on his behalf and take them back.

"You don't need to buy these, I have them on the ironclad battleships that my father prepared for us, and when I get to Huanghualei, I will dismantle them and give them to you." ”

"Ironclad battleships?"

Tang Linkun was taken aback in his heart, it seemed that the level of science and technology of the Rotten Immortal Margin had left Heavenly Court far behind.

"Are you leaving today?" Feng Ding was excited, he had already obtained his father's consent to send Tang Linkun Tang Linkun and them back to Huanghualei by sea.

"No, I still have to wait for a few friends. Tang Linkun opened a book of Rotten Immortal Margin, sat on the windowsill and looked through it seriously.

When Feng Ding left, Ji Xiaoyun asked puzzledly, "General Tang, do we have any other friends in Tianjinglei?"

Tang Linkun said with a smile: "It's Brother Mo who didn't worry about us and rushed over, I guess it may be there tomorrow at midday." ”

"Yes? That's great, I'm so bored? Hey, General Tang, how did you know they were coming? Did we make an appointment with Brother Mo and them before we left?"

"Even if it's an appointment!" Tang Linkun didn't want to explain more.

"Great, they don't give preservative pills, we'll figure it out ourselves......"

Ji Xiaoyun lay on the bed, thinking about how to get the antiseptic pill, although he didn't know why Tang Linkun had to be the highest grade permanent antiseptic pill.

"Xiaoyun, open the door and ......"

"Is it Brother Mo, did they arrive early?"

"No, the Great Maker sent me to see a doctor. Tang Linkun put down the book.

"General Tang, can you perceive the future?

Ji Xiaoyun suddenly came to his senses, the Great Immortal has the ability to predict the future, but usually General Tang didn't say that he was the Great Immortal?

As soon as the door opened, a tall white-bearded old man entered.

"Hello Tang Leichang, I'm ......"

"I know everything, Lord Hong, I'll go into the palace tonight to show the Great Creator. But there is one condition that I would like to say first. ”

"Chief Tang Lei, please say, as long as you can take care of our great creator's illness, please say what conditions you have. "Lord Nahong's face was purple, and at a glance he knew that he was a minister loyal to the Great Creator.

"If I can take care of the illness of the Great Creator, please reward the Great Creator with a permanent antiseptic pill......"

"Nothing else?"

Lord Hong waited for a while, but didn't see Tang Linkun continue to speak, and asked.

"That's all I need, Lord Hong, is this difficult?"

"Okay, as long as you can take care of the great creator's disease, the embalming pill will be wrapped in me. Lord Hong readily agreed.

"Lord Hong, are you allowed to regret it then?" Ji Xiaoyun interjected on the side.

If the Great Maker is not willing to reward the permanent embalming pill, I will give you mine. ”

Feeling insulted, Lord Hong's face was a little crooked, and his two thick lips trembled slightly.

"Lord Hong, don't worry about him, tonight, I will wait for you to open the door at the north gate of Tianwei Inner City on time. ”

"It's a deal!"

After Lord Hong stared at Ji Xiaoyun fiercely, he left in a huff.

"This old man, his temperament is too big, I'll just say that, as for the anger, is it like this?" Ji Xiaoyun was selected by Tang Linkun to come to the Rotten Immortal Margin this time, and it was the first thing to go back after successfully completing the task, forcing him to ask, he didn't feel that it was too much.

"Xiaoyun, what you said just now is indeed a bit rude. Don't look at this Lord Hong, his appearance is not amazing, he is one of the four elders of the Rotten Immortal Margin, and he followed the great harvest master to fight in the south and the north, and he can be regarded as a hero. ”

"General Tang, do you still see a doctor?" Ji Xiaoyun, who was flushed, made a grimace at Tang Linkun and immediately changed the topic.

"Give it a try! It's up to me to ......