The strongest boss in the sky

Chapter 48

Wo Kuotai was excited, panting heavily, clenched his big thick hands tightly, blue veins emerged like horned dragons.

Well, that's great.

Since the appearance of that demon, everything in the Great Mongolia has changed. The brave and invincible warriors have lost their former vigor, and the noble Mongolian people have lost their former joy.

Fear, spreading along with the soldiers who came back, was like a devastating flood, which was simply irresistible.Everyone is worried, if that demon hits the capital, will anyone really be able to resist him?

Wo Kuotai was excited for a moment, and raised his eyes slightly to look at the figure in the hall.

The figure was of medium build, wearing a black monk robe, with a handsome and elegant face, like a scholar who had read a lot of poetry and books.He always has a gentle smile on his face, giving people a kind of approachable and peaceful feeling.

Wo Kuotai said in a deep voice: "Master Xu Ling, can this news be confirmed?"

Xu Ling bowed and said: "Khan can rest assured that this news comes from someone inside the Quanzhen Sect, there will be no problem. Not only that, the poor monk also ordered someone to go to Shaolin to confirm the truth of the news sex!"

Hearing this, Wo Kuotai showed slight hesitation on his face, and said in a low voice: "People from Quanzhen Sect revealed it!"

That demon is not a Quanzhen Sect member.How could this news be revealed from the Quanzhen Sect, did someone bribe someone?
Xu Ling smiled, nodded and said: "That's right, Master Zhao Zhijing of the Quanzhen Sect has admired my Great Mongolian Kingdom for a long time. After the poor monk's good words and persuasion, he has secretly taken refuge in my Great Mongolian Kingdom. However, Zhao Zhi Daoist Jing has a small wish, that is, to go to the Great Mongolia in the future and be able to take charge of Northern Taoism!"

When Wo Kuotai heard this, the doubts in his heart disappeared, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

These southern barbarians are really hard to change, but if you want to lead the northern Taoism, it depends on what you can come up with.

He was disdainful in his heart, but he wouldn't be so stupid as to refuse directly when he needed someone urgently.The strong pressure Mo Chen brought to the Mongols made him suffer from insomnia for several months. He was afraid that after falling asleep one day, he would never have the chance to wake up again.

Wo Kuotai smiled, nodded and said: "Tell him, as long as he can make enough achievements, all the Taoism north of the Yellow River will be handed over to him."

Xu Ling's expression remained unchanged, and he nodded and said, "If Daoist Zhao Zhijing gets Dahan, he will be very happy. Speaking of which, Daoist Zhao Zhijing also sent a very useful piece of news."

"Oh?" Wo Kuotai showed a touch of curiosity, and let out a light snort.

It seems that the news that can be called quite useful by Void Spirit is not simple.Although Xu Ling seemed approachable, Wo Kuotai understood his arrogance.

Xu Lingdao: "Daoist Zhao Zhijing sent a message that that demon intends to hold a martial arts conference in Luoyang on the Double Ninth Festival next year, and suppress the entire Southern Song Dynasty in one fell swoop! According to the news from the Taoist priest, that demon is going to establish a Martial Arts Academy and send a message to the whole world. People all over the world open up martial arts!"

When Xu Ling said this, he couldn't help showing admiration in his eyes.

Even with his arrogance, he had to admit that Mo Chen's actions really shocked the past and the present.He had never heard of anyone in history who dared to disclose the mysteries of martial arts!
Whether it is a powerful martial artist who dominates the world, or a generation of overlords who dominate the world, they all wish to seal up all the martial arts and leave them only to their descendants.This kind of public teaching of martial arts is just like the Kong sage in the martial arts world, it is to create an unprecedented change.

If he didn't know that his identity was inappropriate, he even wanted to discuss with Mo Chen for three days and three nights!

"What, open martial arts to the whole world?" Wo Kuotai's expression changed drastically when he heard this, and he couldn't help standing up from the throne.

He stared at Void Spirit with both eyes, and his heart was full of disbelief.

What exactly is Nan Manzi going to do? He dares to disclose his martial arts and teach the mysteries of martial arts to people all over the world.Don't they worry about the terrible impact that will be caused if someone rebels in the future?

And once martial arts became popular in the territory of the Southern Barbarians, could the Great Mongol Empire really wipe them out?

At that time, I am afraid that the Great Mongol Empire wants to protect itself, it will be a problem!

Wo Kuotai sat down with a bang, staring at the void in a daze, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.He couldn't figure out why the other party did this.

Xu Ling shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Master Zhao Zhijing is still investigating this matter, and no definite news has come. However, according to scattered information, it seems to be related to the legendary immortal way."

Immortal?

Wo Kuotai's eyes moved slightly, but his expression didn't change much.

He never believed in the so-called fairy gods, and he would never believe in them!

At the same time, in an ordinary house in Harahelin, the capital of the Mongolians.

The house is not big, covering an area of ​​only three or four acres, it looks like an ordinary rich man's house.But only the upper echelon of the Mongols understood what a terrible person lived here.

In other words, he is the real controller of the empire!
Mongolian shamanism, great shaman!
At this time, Kublai Khan knelt down in front of the door of the house, silently not saying a word.

An old sigh came: "Child, Feng'er told me that you are afraid. Remember, you are an iron-blooded Mongolian man, and a member of the Golden Tribe with noble blood."

Kublai Khan threw himself to the ground, knelt down on the icy ground, and murmured in pain, "But, I really can't forget, I can't forget the scene of that day. The blood of my Mongolian warriors dyed the turbulent waves red." Huang He, a hero who should have died on the battlefield, killed each other like cattle, just to please that terrible demon."

In the eyes of all the Mongols, Mo Chen is a demon sent from heaven, a demon whose name is taboo!
"Squeak."

A gust of breeze blows slowly, blowing open the closed door.Kublai Khan looked slightly startled, and carefully raised his head to look into the room.

I saw an old man in a leather jacket walking out of the room with gentle steps.He is thin and stooped, as if a gust of wind might blow him down.

"Great Shaman." Kublai Khan kowtowed respectfully and shouted reverently.

The great shaman looked calm and said with a weak voice, "Stand up."

Upon hearing this, Kublai Khan stood up respectfully, without any hesitation.He lowered his head, folded his hands on his lower abdomen, like a student facing a teacher.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, and the deep wrinkles could even trap flies.He looked up at the sky with deep eyes, and sighed: "Go to the west and leave here. The general situation of the world has changed, and the future of the Mongolian Empire is full of darkness. You are born with an extraordinary personality, and you are my last hope in Mongolia."

Kublai Khan narrowed his eyes, and looked at the old man with a little more horror.

Could it be that even the great shaman is no match for that demon?

The old man casually took out a thin piece of parchment, handed it to Kublai Khan, and said in a deep voice: "Take it, and leave immediately. Never stop the journey and keep the last hope for our Mongolian Empire. "

Kublai Khan looked at the parchment in his hand, looked at the solemn old man, his heart was filled with astonishment and a little fear.

What did this old man who supported the Mongol Empire see?
He glanced at the parchment in his hand, and saw faintly written ancient characters on it, writing: Longevity Heavenly Divine Art!

(End of this chapter)