forbidden place

() Just when Rou Ran stretched out her ruler and was restless, she suddenly heard the noise of the guards outside: "Look, what is in the sky?"

"Looks like a person?"

"It's a man with wings!"

Rou Ran stretched out her feet and stood up, roaring: "What are you yelling about? A man with wings? Don't know what time it is? Have you forgotten the rules?"

The outside suddenly fell silent, Rou Ran stretched out her feet and walked out of the door angrily, glared at the guard standing outside the door, and then raised her head to look at the sky.

A figure descended from the sky, this figure had a pair of wings impressively, the wings vibrated slightly, and gusts of wind swept up, supporting the person to land slowly.

There was shock in Rou Ran's stretching eyes: "Could it be that the enemy is attacking?"

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

Before he could speak, a chief guard roared, waving the long knife in his hand, calling for his guards to form a formation.

"Don't panic, it's not the enemy, it's the Lord Saint!" Ecstasy appeared on the softly stretched face.

What landed in the sky was Han Hui, whom he had been looking forward to so much. Han Hui's wings converged, and he landed slowly into the city lord's mansion.

"See the saint!" Rou Ran stretched out her ruler and knelt down on the ground.

As Rou Ran stretched out his feet and knelt down, everyone's faces showed ecstasy, and they were shaken one by one, and knelt down on the ground.

It can be said that Han Hui is a god in the minds of these people, and it is advertised as being reincarnated by the Supreme God, omnipotent.

Han Hui waved his hands and said, "Get up!"

"Rou Ran stretched out the ruler, what's going on outside? Fengyu's army is coming?" Han Hui asked after making everyone flattened.

"Yes, the saint. Master Cui shot and killed some monks among the enemies, but he also fell into a fallen situation. He still doesn't know when he will be able to revive his soul. Please, the saint, take action!" Rou Ran stretched out her ruler and said respectfully.

Han Hui is a god in the eyes of many soldiers, and in Rou Ran's eyes, he is a peerless master. He used to be unwilling to surrender to this master, but now this unwillingness is swept away by Han Hui's appearance And empty.

Being able to come back from the National Teacher's Mansion has already proved the strength of Han Hui, at least in Xiliang, on this vast grassland, Han Hui is already the top powerhouse.

Han Hui's eyes slowly looked at a house. Inside the house, the blood was boiling, and the blood was extremely strong. It must have been left behind by Cui Zhongqing after he blew himself up.

"Snapped"

Han Hui flicked his sleeves, and a gust of wind hit the air, opening the door, and a piece of red light appeared, and this piece of red light kept wriggling.

"Holy One, Master Cui has been like this for several days. The entire Jiuzhen Tribe has been taken down by us. We are preparing to continue to expand and take down the two royal courts. In the end, the people of Fengyu came. It is said that King Wuwei personally led the team. "Rou Ran stretched out his ruler to report.

Han Hui nodded lightly. Cui Zhongqing devoured too much this time. It would take at least a month or two for two masters in the realm of Qi to completely absorb and integrate.

"Roar"

Han Hui suddenly opened his mouth, and a huge suction force burst out from his mouth, swallowing the white light that Cui Zhongqing transformed into into his stomach at once.

Rou Ran stretched out her ruler and widened her eyes. Could it be that the saint is crazy?Or was the sage surrendered by the national teacher and came to punish himself and others?

All the guards were also stupefied, they all heard the fact that the saint can be revived, which is why they worship Han Hui.

Since ancient times, no matter whether it is a sage or a mortal, there is no one who is not afraid of death, and even the ultimate goal of monks is to live forever.

Hanhui has the ability to bring people back to life. Even if the body is blown to pieces, it can be restored again. One can imagine the attraction to these soldiers.

Now, Han Hui swallowed Cui Zhongqing, the spokesperson of the saint, all of a sudden, leaving these soldiers dumbfounded. Could it be that the previous rumors were all false?

Just when everyone was stunned, the blood mist incarnated by Cui Zhongqing appeared in the long river of time in Hanhui's small world, and the long river of time washed away gently, and a month passed.

Usually it is five years, ten years, or even a hundred years. This month's time does not consume the slightest effort.

Cui Zhongqing's body was condensed into shape impressively, Han Hui was overjoyed, he finally found a method to quickly improve Cui Zhongqing's cultivation.

It is to capture a large number of masters, let Cui Zhongqing devour them in the small world, and then stimulate the long river of time to restore Cui Zhongqing in an instant, and then devour them.

Cui Zhongqing didn't need too much vitality to recover, and it didn't do any harm to Han Hui, he had swallowed enough vitality himself.

"puff"

Before everyone could react, Han Hui opened his mouth to vomit, and Cui Zhongqing flew out of Han Hui's mouth, with high spirits and high spirits.

"I have seen the master!"

After landing, Cui Zhongqing leaned over and knelt down, with a joyful expression on his face. The joy was not only because Han Hui restored his body, but more importantly, he saw Han Hui's small world and knew Han Hui's strength. big progress.

"I didn't expect King Wuwei to come here so soon. Rouran stretched his feet these days and you worked hard. As a reward, I will give you a foundation building pill!" Han Hui said, and with a movement of his finger, a pill flew to Rouran In front of the ruler.

Rou Ran stretched out his ruler and felt his head was in a daze, this series of joys came too suddenly, just now he was still worrying about his life, the fate of the whole army and the whole tribe.

In the blink of an eye, everything was settled. After taking the Foundation Establishment Pill in his hand, he could become a monk and set foot on the journey of the Longevity Tribe.

This is what he dreamed of. The national teacher controls Xiliang, and has two royal courts. He never grants foundation building pills to the tribes below. The monks in the entire grassland are concentrated in the two royal courts.

Now, he stretched his ruler softly and finally had a chance to become a monk.

"Thank you saint!"

Rou Ran stretched out her feet and knelt down on the ground, took the Zhuji Pill respectfully, the 36 acupoints operated automatically, and the vitality of heaven and earth was stirred.

A series of meridians were formed between his acupoints, and the aura on Rou Ran Shenchi's body was gradually changing, becoming more and more sharp.

"Master, Yang Wei is an unfathomable man. He actually has masters in the realm of breathing energy under his command. I beheaded two of them and still did not retreat. This shows that they still have more masters." Cui Zhongqing reported.

"I want to see if I can visit this Prince Wuwei." Han Hui thought for a while and said.

He has long been disinterested in leading soldiers to fight for hegemony in the secular world. He used to do this because he needed the protection of these soldiers, and he also needed these soldiers to conquer cities and seize resources. At that time, his promotion relied on cattle. sheep.

It was different now, he no longer needed the protection of these soldiers, and the thousands of troops no longer threatened him at all.

In terms of resources, the cattle and sheep in Xiliang can't meet his needs, and these soldiers are no longer needed.

However, he did everything from the beginning to the end. He brought so many people together, and it was impossible to just throw it away. After throwing it away, he had no problem, and these people could be troublesome.

When Han Hui was considering whether to meet King Wuwei, in the camp of the Fengyu Army, in the big tent of the Chinese army, the tall figure of King Wuwei Yang Wei was sitting in the middle of the tent.

His eyes are narrow and long, and their eyes are particularly sharp, like two daggers. When looking at people, it seems that they can dissect people, and they can clearly see all kinds of things inside people's bodies.

"Snapped"

King Wuwei slapped the dossier in his hand on the case: "We have been unable to attack the Jiuzhen City for a long time. I thought that the Jiuzhen tribe had hidden some masters, but it turned out that a Fengyu man was playing tricks."

"What?" In the big tent, there were two rows of generals, and when they heard what King Wuwei said, they couldn't help but change color on the spot.

"The so-called saints in Jiuzhen City are people from Fengyu, who belong to the new Fengxian army!" King Wuwei narrowed his eyes slightly, and said thoughtfully.

"How could there be such people in Fengxian's new army? Is there some kind of conspiracy? Isn't the Fengxian county guard always loyal to the prince?" A lieutenant general said doubtfully.

"I'm afraid this matter has nothing to do with the county guard. The two masters under the prince's command have no news of entering Jiuzhen City. How can a county guard control the hidden powerhouses in the city?" Another lieutenant shook his head. Said.

"Send an envoy, I want to meet this saint and see what kind of character he is!" Yang Wei ordered.