Gao Li's original plan was to march quietly and shoot, but unexpectedly, the Holy Dragon stamped his seal directly under his feet, attracting a large group of people who worshipped the fire.

Zulong issued an edict, and Prince Ibn explained to Gao Li. Zulong has not issued an edict for decades. The meaning of the last edict has not been explained clearly. The Holy Dragon Temple has not yet explained it clearly. This time, it has issued another edict?

The Holy Dragon issued an order and even the Great **, and almost all the people who had a slightly more stature gathered. Then, accompanied by a whistle and whistle, several winged sacred fires escorted the two old men here.

The scales on the two old men had no shiny shiny at all, but there were two dragon horns on their foreheads. They were tall and the other were short. The short man held a magic weapon in his arms. The tall man was carrying a leather roll on his back and there were jingling decorations hanging on his body. Without introduction, Gao Li could guess that they were monks from Shenglong Temple.

"Where is the will of the Ancestral Dragon?" the short monk shouted loudly in a speech of worship, and the shriveled sound seemed to be rubbing against the bark of a wild boar.

"My Monk, this is the will!" Prince Ibn said hurriedly.

Two monks ran over quickly. When they saw the mark on the ground, they immediately fell to the ground: "The Ancestral Dragon is on..."

Then, all the people who worshipped the people around him knelt down, and only Gao Li and Ling Long stood there, which was very conspicuous.

The two monks began to sing scriptures, and everyone agreed. Gao Li guessed whether these people would do a sacrificial ceremony first. He thought otherwise he would leave first? Fortunately, not let Gao Li wait for a long time, the eyelids of Zulong's gate-like water locks slowly closed, and the golden light in the sky disappeared. They stood up again.

The tall monk spread out his huge leather scroll, and the short man crawled on it, and solemnly copied the words on the ground, with the same handwriting. Gao Li always felt a little familiar when he looked at it, as if he was some kind of words between a man and a symbol, which seemed to be a bit familiar, but after looking closely, he couldn't understand it at all. He whispered to Ling Long beside him, "Can you understand?"

Ling Long shook his head.

There were not many words, and the short monk quickly copied the writing, while the tall monk came to Prince Ibn and said, "Why did Zulong give his order?"

Prince Ibn hurriedly said, "Sir, these two are Gao Li, the King of Yannan of Wu Kingdom and his princess Ling Long. They are also the owners of Isa, the Holy Fire Envoy who was captured by the Sucha tribe. They came here to visit Isa. When they passed by Zulong's eyes, somehow Zulong suddenly opened his eyes and gave the order. We don't know why."

"Gao Li?" The monk looked at Gao Li.

Although Gao Li couldn't understand what they were saying, he heard the words "Gao Li" and "Ling Long" and should be introducing himself.

"So you are Gao Li?" The short monk had already finished copying. He came to Gao Li and spoke in Zhongyuan dialect. His accent was very heavy, not as pleasant as Prince Ibn, but he could understand it at least.

"Yes, I am Gao Li." Gao Li said.

Gao Li noticed that Prince Ibn looked at the tall monk with great respect, and when the short monk arrived, his expression immediately became cold. The monks were introduced by various tribes, although each monk made an oath in the blood of the dragon, to be impartial and fair. But since he came from different tribes, who can guarantee that he had no selfishness?

"Are you here to find the betrayer Isa?" the short monk continued to ask.

"I'm here to find Isa, not the betrayer Isa." Gao Li said.

"As Prince Jia Kun's guard, she surrendered to you after the prince's death, that was betrayal." The monk said.

"Prince Jia Kun has been beaten to death by me, and she is not my opponent. In your opinion, how can you not betray me?" Gao Li asked.

"Even if she dies with you, she cannot betray her!" said the monk.

"Why did she die with me for the abuse of her subordinates, Prince Jia Kun? Is it not clear enough about the matter between me and Prince Jia Kun?" Gao Li asked with a smile.

The monk said: "Prince Jia Kun is noble in character and strong in cultivation, and his brave men are my role models for the people who worship people. He died at your hands, so it must be something shameful to you."

Gao Li didn't speak, but Prince Ibn said loudly: "Myster Monk, you're wrong. Prince Jia Kun sent someone to steal the dragon eggs of my tribe. The holy fire envoy of my tribe is nurtured inside. He clearly does not want my tribe to give birth to a new holy fire envoy! This matter is very clear, and the matter has been characterized between my Xiangma tribe and the Sucha tribe. How can Prince Jia Kun say that he is so despicable? "

The monk sneered, "I am a monk from Shenglong Temple! Can I still lie?"

Prince Ibn said: "You are not a holy dragon, is it strange to lie?"

The monk said, "That's good, do you dare to go to the Holy Dragon Temple to say these words in front of the Holy Dragon?"

Prince Ibn said: "Everything I said is true, why don't you dare? Do you still want to deceive the Holy Dragon?"

Gao Li originally thought that the monks of Shenglong Temple were people with absolute power, just like the Western Holy See, but now it seems that this is not the case, and there are also many interests involved.

The good news is that Gao Li's comrades-in-arms today should be firmly standing on his side.

"Prince Ibn! You're afraid you've forgotten that you're a phoblaster, right? Why are you talking from outsiders?" The short monk noticed that the conversation was wrong and immediately changed the subject.

Prince Ibn smiled and said, "This person is not an outsider, but a benefactor of my Xiangma tribe. He is the good man who saved the Holy Fire Envoy of my tribe. He is also the owner of the Holy Fire Envoy of the Huoyin tribe who was kidnapped by you! My father has agreed to lead him to the Holy Dragon Temple to be baptized, bathed in the dragon blood, and become a foreign fire worshiper! Monk, the boss has come to his house. Could it be that you still want to pay the debt?"

The short monk's eyes trembled, his forehead was bulging, and he suddenly stretched his hand to his waist and shouted: "You actually led outsiders to Shenglong Temple? Are you crazy, are you? I think you are too arrogant! I want to teach you some lessons on behalf of Shenglong! What do I want you to be a magnanimous person!"

As he said that, he pulled out a piece of bone from his waist, and before he could fully pull it out, the tall monk next to him was extremely fast and patted the bone product back with one palm. Then he grabbed the wrist of the short monk, looked at Gao Li, and said, "I am naturally very welcome to the people of the Fire Hope. Recently, I have been exhausted physically and mentally, and I have offended many times in my tone. I hope King Yannan should not blame him. Now the most important thing is to send the Ancestral Dragon's order back first. We can explore a way to do about Isha."

The short monk was furious and said, "What are you talking about! Who have I been afraid of by the Irora People..."

Before the short monk could finish his words, the tall monk had already pushed him away. Gao Li looked at the two of them with a smile, not knowing which performance was played. But it is certain that at least there are smart people among this group of people, and he also knows that Gao Li is not easy to mess with.

The two monks left and walked through the crowd. The short man finally couldn't help it. He growled: "You stupid guy! You have lost all the faces of our worshippers! You are afraid of Gao Li, but I am not afraid! No one dares to insult us in front of the great Zulong!"

The tall monk said, "The Sucha tribe is not justified in capturing Isa this time. You are a monk of the Holy Dragon Temple and should be neutral, but you use the Holy Fire Order to suppress Isa, which has already made the major tribes dissatisfied. Now, do you want to show off in front of Gao Li?"

The short monk sneered, "What if you are dissatisfied? I, Sucha tribe, are you afraid that they will not succeed?"

The tall monk sighed and said, "Look at you, we are close friends. On the day we joined the Holy Dragon Temple together, we swear together that we forgot the tribe and serve the Holy Dragon wholeheartedly, but you still say the tribe. Who can convince you if you continue to do this?"

The short man said, "What if I don't accept it?"
Chapter completed!