This title is a bit unexpected. You must know that there is a big difference between slaves, subordinates, and disciples.
There are not a few half-step masters who have devoted themselves to the position of a mighty man. However, except for some disciples who are branch branches of the sect, others generally call these true kings subordinates, and most of them call them Taoist brothers. .
The life and death of a slave is in the hands of the master.
The slender figure did not turn his head, nor did he ask Zhao Jingcheng to stand up, but said calmly: "I told you, it's fine, don't disturb my peace."
"Master, even if I have great courage, I don't dare to disturb your old man's Qing Dynasty. It's really there is really one thing that I have to report to you."
As Zhao Jingcheng spoke, he kowtowed on the ground and continued: "My son was hung on a stone pillar by Fang Ling, the True Lord of the Five Mountains, for no reason. I asked my son to nod his head."
"If Fang Ling only killed the slave's son, then the slave would not dare to disturb your peace with such a thing."
"The slave is really afraid. That Fang Lingming knows that the slave is your subordinate, yet he still treats the slave's son like this. Is there any conspiracy behind his doing this, and is he deliberately targeting you?"
"Even if my little beast is shattered to pieces, it is not a big deal in the eyes of the slave, but I am afraid that something will happen that threatens your safety, sir!"
After saying these words, Zhao Jingcheng quietly knelt on the stone, not daring to move at all, not to mention breathing, not even moving his eyes.
"Palm mouth!" A faint voice suddenly sounded in the void at this moment.
Hearing this voice, Zhao Jingcheng's expression suddenly dimmed a lot, but he didn't hesitate at all and directly used the palm of his hand to move left and right on his face. He was slapped hard. In just an instant, his face swelled up.
Drops of blood flowed with his palms. It kept flowing from the corners of his mouth.
Zhao Jingcheng did not dare to look at the blood shed. It looked like the slap that fell on his face just now was not a slap on his face at all.
I don¡¯t know how long it took before the voice sounded in the void again: ¡°Do you know why I want you to slap yourself?¡±
"The slave knows his crime, and the slave dare not deceive the true king. It is really the slave who was confused for a moment, and in order to save his son, he came up with this little trick." Zhao Jingcheng said this. Then he said: "This slave has betrayed the trust of the True Lord, and I ask the True Lord to punish me."
The voice snorted lightly and said: "Assuming you still understand the truth, this matter can end here. But remember, if there is another time in the future, I will take your life."
"The life of a half-step almighty, in the words of this true king, is like the life of a cat or a dog, without any value at all. Zhao Jingcheng, on the other hand, thanked the owner of the voice endlessly for not killing him.
"Wait a moment and take my decree. Let Fang Ling release him immediately to make amends. Humph, you thought you could draw a tie with that idiot Li Huo. Do you dare to challenge my authority?"
"They are just a barbarian. I really don't know how high the sky is. If I hadn't seen that they are still of some use and now is not the time to take their lives, there would be no room for them to jump around!"
After the figure said this, light flashed in the mirror, and a golden decree fell into Zhao Jingcheng's hands.
Zhao Jingcheng held the decree with both hands and kowtowed six times firmly on the ground. Then he respectfully left the cave.
The golden light of the treasure mirror began to slowly shrink. The figure in the treasured mirror still did not turn around. But when Zhao Jingcheng closed the door, the figure said faintly: "Dirty bitch, even if you become a half-step master, you still can't change the moral character of a dirty child!"
"When I obtain the dragon-patterned golden book and complete the tasks assigned above, I will teach you barbarians a big lesson, so that no one will know how high the sky is and how high it is."
The name Tumanyi was not only attached to Fang Ling in the mouth of the man in the mirror, but also Zhao Jingcheng, who was this man's slave, was also called Tumanyi by this person.
The billowing light slowly dimmed, and the palace and flowers and trees had completely disappeared. Only an ancient mirror hung high in the cave. Everything looked as if nothing had happened.
Outside the Yin Mansion, people watching the excitement were like a tide. Although they were far away, the pointing fingers and the voices that reached his ears from time to time made Zhao Jun very uncomfortable.
"Let Shou Shi nod, hey, this kind of thing, I'm afraid even if it kills people, it's hard to do it."?Do it! "
"If you can't do it, maybe Master Zhao Da can do it. Don't forget, I have a half-powerful father!"
"What can I do if my father is half-powerful? Is he omnipotent? I don't know the heights of the world. Hehe, it's not a dead end. Speaking of this person, he really can't be too much like Zhao Junchou. What's wrong with this kid? Dare to provoke the Five Sacred Lords."
"If I look at him once, he will definitely die!"
"That's natural. If we save someone like him, will he still be able to walk out alive?"
Zhao Junchu was frightened and shocked when he heard these comments. It had been four days, and Zhao Junchu, who had not had any rice in his stomach, felt extremely uncomfortable all over his body. Now if I give him a If he had a choice, even if he was beaten to death, he would not dare to harass Yin Qingjun again.
The four days and four nights without cultivation were so sad that he had the urge to die right now. But now, it has become difficult for him to die.
Three days ago, he refused to speak to the stone because he knew that the stone couldn't speak at all, even if he tried to speak.
But now, he was a little hot-headed and started talking to Shitou in a random manner. The main meaning of his words was to ask Shitou to help him and say something so that he could be released.
More than a day passed, and the stone ignored him, but he still couldn't help but talk to the stone.
And at this moment, he saw his father coming from a distance on three-color colorful clouds.
It can be said that the arrival of Zhao Jingcheng attracted a lot of people's attention. After all, what happened to Zhao Jun has caused an uproar in the world.
Although none of the Yuan Ying ancestors showed up on this matter, secretly, I don¡¯t know how many pairs of eyes are staring at this matter.
Not only because Zhao Jingcheng is a half-step almighty, but also because behind him, there is a True Lord Xiaoyao.
True Lord Xiaoyao is the most mysterious of the True Lords of the Righteous Path. Like True Lord Anye of the Demonic Path, neither of them has been seen for many years.
But the existence of these two people makes all the powers in the world dare not ignore them. Even the Xuanhuo Sect has a certain respect for these two true kings.
"The newly emerged True Lord of the Five Mountains has an equally mysterious origin and extraordinary moves. He can be said to be another existence that is difficult to provoke in the world.
Nowadays, many people are discussing whether Xiaoyao Zhenjun will stand up for Zhao Jingcheng in this matter.
Zhao Jingcheng did not use his spiritual consciousness to look for Fang Ling. Instead, he came down from the three-color cloud lightly, and then strolled towards the Yin family.
Zhao Jingcheng did not come, so the Yin family could pretend not to know anything, but when Zhao Jingcheng came, Mr. Yin of the Yin family came out to greet him personally.
"Old Ancestor Zhao, this matter is really" Before Mr. Yin finished speaking, Zhao Jingcheng waved his hand and said: "The dog has his own fault. How can you blame the old man?"
"I would also like to ask the old man to introduce you to me. I would like to meet Fang Zhenjun."
Mr. Yin frowned and then said: "Although Fang Zhenjun is in our Yin family, to be honest, I haven't seen Fang Zhenjun these days."
"If you, Old Ancestor Zhao, want to ask to see Old Ancestor Fang, you can only go there in person."
Zhao Jingcheng nodded. He understood that the head of the wealthy Yin family was unwilling to get involved in this matter.
"If the person who spoke to him was not the old man of the Yin family, but another mortal, he would probably end this person's life with just one palm strike.
But he couldn¡¯t offend Mr. Yin. It's not that there is Xuanhuomen standing behind Mr. Yin, but for another reason.
Therefore, he can only turn a blind eye to Mr. Yin, who is closely involved in this matter.
According to the instructions of Mr. Yin, Zhao Jingcheng came to the small courtyard where Fang Ling lived. He said respectfully: "I, Zhao Jingcheng, pay my respects to the True Monarch of the Five Mountains."
Half a quarter of an hour later, the small door was gently pushed open, and a little maid who looked more than ten years old opened the door gently.
"Please come this way!" That little maid has not undergone any training, and is just the most ordinary mortal.
"However, Zhao Jingcheng still thanked the little maid. After all, the little maid came here following Fang Ling's instructions.
The tinkling sound of the piano is like running water, flowing smoothly in the small courtyard.
Under the green trees and red flowers, a young woman in purple dress was playing the guqin like flowing clouds and flowing water.
Although Zhao Jingcheng only glanced at this woman, this glance made him sigh a little.
At this time, he was even willing to use the three hundred beauties in his cave in exchange for this woman.
At this moment, he also understood why his son was pursuing this woman crazily. If it were him, although he would be more scrupulous, he might make the same choice as his son.
But this idea only flashed in his mind, and then his attention was focused on a man sitting casually on a stone bench.
This man, who is in his twenties, is sitting quietly on the stone bench. At first glance, he looks like an ordinary prince.
But his aura that seemed to be integrated with all things made Zhao Jingcheng immediately confirm that this person was the famous Five Sacred Lord of the Five Sacred Mountains.
"Small bridges and flowing water, misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, what a pity!" When the song was played, the young man said quietly. (To be continued)