Batian Martial Soul

Iron Mountain King

Ling Xiao and Yue Fanghua followed closely behind Tieshan Rongrong, and no one dared to stop them now.

Even the high priest let it go, but others have grown a few heads, dare to stop them.

Tieshan Rongrong said very apologetically: "Brother, sister, our Tieshan tribe was not like this.

Since my father was injured, the High Priest, Iron Mountain, has become more and more tyrannical.

You have been wronged today.

Don't worry, I will try to persuade my father about the sacred objects.

Hope that helps you guys. "

"It's not your fault."

Ling Xiao shook his head and said: "And I don't care, I can meet a few unsightly things wherever I go, and I will know how to be good after a lesson."

In fact, he thanked Tie Shanfeng and his son for giving him the opportunity to stand up.

In this way, they have enough capital to negotiate with the Iron Mountain Tribe.

"Rongrong!"

As he was walking, there was a sudden exclamation.

Tieshan Rongrong turned his head to look, but it was his mother.

"Mother!"

Tieshan rushed over excitedly.

The mother and daughter wept bitterly.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao couldn't help being a little touched.

I don't know when I will be able to find my parents and be able to meet them.

The road ahead is long, and there is still a long way to go.

It took a long time for Tieshan Rongrong to separate from his mother.

And talked about Ling Xiao and Yue Fanghua.

For Ling Xiao and Yue Fanghua's life-saving grace, Tieshan Rongrong's mother is of course very grateful.

Thanks again.

But when Tieshan Rongrong mentioned that Ling Xiao wanted the holy object, she was obviously vigilant.

"You two should understand the meaning of the sacred object, we can give you everything else.

But holy objects, absolutely not. "

Her attitude probably represents the attitude of most Iron Mountain tribe warriors.

In their hearts, holy things are probably more important than life.

"Mom, why are you so stubborn.

I understand the importance of holy objects, but if the Iron Mountain tribe is gone, wouldn't the holy objects still fall into the hands of those ghosts?

I don't understand the point of your insistence at all.

If you can exchange sacred objects for the power enough to protect our tribe, wouldn't this be a great thing that will last forever? "

Tieshan Rongrong said earnestly.

Hearing this, her mother obviously hesitated.

The mother never thought of such a thing, she just subconsciously believed that sacred objects should never be given to others.

But Tieshan Rongrong's words made her doubt her persistence.

"Let me think about it, go, go and see your father first.

Alas, I don't know why, but his health is getting worse day by day. "

Tieshan Rongrong's mother was not so persistent anymore, her attitude was obviously much better than that of Tieshanfeng and his son.

"Can I meet the Iron Mountain King?"

Ling Xiao asked.

"Of course, you are Rongrong's lifesaver, you should."

Tieshan Rongrong's mother nodded, and took Ling Xiao and Yue Fanghua to meet Tieshan King.

Although the place where Iron Mountain King lives is slightly larger than other buildings, it is definitely not gorgeous.

It seems that the king of the tribe is relatively frugal.

Four people entered the tent, and Iron Mountain King lay there alone, looking very old.

It was as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Too thin, almost skinny.

"Father!"

Seeing Tieshan King like this, Tieshan Rongrong felt very distressed.

When she was taken away, Iron Mountain King was in much better condition than now.

Iron Mountain King slowly opened his eyes. Although the eyes were cloudy, they revealed deep love.

"Rong Rong! It's no regret to see you again before my father dies."

Cloudy tears flowed out.

No matter how great a person once was, they seem to be unable to escape the fate of old age.

Even an existence like the Slaughter Emperor can be almost immortal under the rules of the Xuanwu Continent.

But in the end it's almost nothing more than that.

He will still die if he meets someone stronger than him.

Moreover, the so-called immortality is relative.

The Slaughter Emperor can live up to ten thousand years on the Xuanwu Continent.

It's just that 1 years is too long for most warriors in the Xuanwu Continent.

Therefore, it is considered to be immortal and immortal.

"Xiao, can you cure him?"

Yue Fanghua on the side asked Ling Xiao in a low voice.

"It's not a difficult matter. The reason why this person looks like this is nothing more than the old wounds in his body that have not healed and tortured him for a long time.

It will make him skinny.

As long as the old injury is healed, and then the Shiquan Dabu Dan is used to make up for it, the problem is not big. "

Ling Xiao said this intentionally out loud.

Hearing this, Tieshan Rongrong and his parents were surprised.

"Big brother, do you think you can save my father?"

Tieshan said excitedly.

"can!"

Ling Xiao nodded with certainty.

The situation of this Iron Mountain King is actually much milder than the few people he met before.

It's just that there is obviously no decent pharmacist here, so it can only be dragged on.

"Great, big brother, please save my father, I can give you everything!"

Tieshan Rongrong said incoherently.

"That's exactly what I mean."

Ling Xiao nodded and took a few steps forward.

The treatment started quickly and easily.

Through the dual effects of the medicine and the holy pattern technique, the old wounds in Iron Mountain King's body were completely removed in just half an hour.

Afterwards, he combined Yue Fanghua's bright magic with Shi Quan Da Bu Dan.

It took another hour to restore nearly half of Iron Mountain King's strength.

People immediately become energetic.

Even the skinny appearance has changed.

This treatment was like magic, and Tieshan Rongrong and his mother were dumbfounded.

Shocked.

Ling Xiao knew that after this incident, Tieshan Rongrong's family should not object to him exchanging holy objects.

Although he didn't say anything.

But these three people obviously repay their kindness.

Then, Tieshan Rongrong told Tieshan King about the sacred object.

Iron Mountain King showed surprise: "If you can find a way to protect our Iron Mountain tribe, you can take the holy things.

I don't have any comments. "

"The king is the king, think about the problem really thoroughly."

Ling Xiao smiled, it seemed that he spent all his efforts to save people, and it was not in vain.

Several people are discussing how to exchange holy objects.

Suddenly there was a loud shouting outside.

The roar of ghosts can be heard.

And the cries of the warriors of the Iron Mountain Tribe.

"Oops, those guys are calling again."

Iron Mountain King's expression changed, and he hurriedly got up to go to fight.

But Ling Xiao stopped him.

"Your Majesty is weak, you should continue to rest.

The matter of ghosts can be left to me and Fanghua. "

Ling Xiao said.

"The young man is still smart, although I promised to give you the holy thing.

But it still has to go through the tribal meeting after all.

supported by the majority of the people.

If you can let them see your strength, they will naturally support you. "

Iron Mountain King laughed.

Ling Xiao smiled: "Then I'll go."

"Big Brother, I'll go with you!"

Tieshan Rongrong hastily followed.

(End of this chapter)