"I heard that a traveling immortal has arrived in your country of Dagan. He called himself the saint of the Immortal Sect. Is there such a thing?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Well, there is indeed this incident. This immortal is called Bodhizi. I heard that there is a wonderful method of refining weapons in Tianlei. I have asked the third son Lingwang to lead him to the capital and have not offended him. I don't know what's wrong with the immortal envoy asking about this matter?" Li Wuwei nodded and said in confusion.

"He called himself Jieshu?" The middle-aged man did not immediately answer Li Wuwei's words, but asked again.

"Yes." Li Wuwei nodded.

"What if I tell you that there is no Jie Sect in the Wanxian Alliance?"

“What…what?”

"The king should know whose world is. On the way here, I also heard that your third son, King Ling, wanted to replace the Temple of the God of War with the Jie Sect and establish this Jie Sect as the National Church..."

"There is no such thing as this, this is a rumor. Please don't believe it!" Li Wuwei said immediately.

"Well, no matter whether this matter is true or false, my Wanxian Alliance only has one requirement, that is 'stability'. Dagan State has a temple of war, Beiliang State has a national teacher's mansion, and Nanqing State has a Holy Maiden Palace. This is stability. Does the monarch understand what I mean?" A light flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

"I understand, please rest assured by the immortal envoy. I will definitely find out the true origin of this Bodhisattva..."

"No need, since the other party dares to call himself the 'Sage Son of the Immortal Sect', he regards my Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance as nothing. Without the 'Immortal Borrow' granted by my Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, who dares to call me the Immortal Sect in this world?! I will check this matter myself, please go back." The middle-aged man finished speaking and prepared to return to the clouds.

"Immortal Envoy Wait!" Li Wuwei said immediately.

"Mr. What else is there?" the middle-aged man turned around.

"At this day, a sword immortal named 'Yanning' appeared in the five palaces of Beichuan. I wonder if he is a disciple of a certain immortal sect in the Wanxian Alliance?" Li Wuwei asked carefully.

"A sword immortal named Yan Ning? In the Wanxian Alliance... I have never heard of a sword immortal named this name?" The middle-aged man frowned.

"Haha, that's all right. I originally wanted to use the Bodhizi of Jie Sect to suppress Yan Ning. After all, this sword immortal is the strongest attacking power among the immortals... If he wants to be king, even if I don't want to, I can't do anything to him. This big-minded national religion... I'm afraid I can't let me take the initiative?"

"Okay, I already understand what you mean. When I solve this Bodhizi's affairs first, I will deal with this sword immortal. However, if there is one thing, please understand, my Wanxian Alliance will not interfere in your state affairs. If Yan Ning can keep it peacefully, my Wanxian Alliance will not pay attention to it." The middle-aged man waved his hand, looking impatient.

"I understand, thank you for the immortal envoy!" Li Wuwei bowed again.

"Yes." The middle-aged man didn't say anything more, and turned around and walked back to the clouds and mist. At the same time, the melodious sound of flute sounded again.

"Swoosh!"

The clouds turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the air.

Li Wuwei looked at the disappearing Yunwu quietly: "It's true that he is a fairy envoy. Judging from the speed of this cloud craft, he might be an immortal who has survived the second lifetime of disasters? I don't know if this Bodhi son, who pretends to be the saint of the immortal sect, can handle it?"

After saying that, Li Wuwei turned his head and looked at Dongfang Bupo, and a smile appeared on his face: "Please rest assured, the National Church that is working hard will always have only one, that is the Temple of War God!"

"I have always been very relieved about this matter!" Dongfang Bupo lowered his head.

"I haven't been together with the Palace Master for a long time. Why don't I stay here today and drink a few drinks with me?" Li Wuwei's smile became brighter.

"Since Your Majesty has such a good mood, I should accompany you." Dongfang Bupu raised his head, revealing a shallow mark on his forehead, and there was a slight bulge inside.

"Hahaha, let's go! Today I will be with the Palace Master without getting drunk!" Li Wuwei grabbed Dongfang Bupu's hand and walked towards the position of the Imperial Garden with big strides.

Dongfang Bupo's eyes looked at a gentle woman with half of her figure in the Health Palace, with a strange divine light in her expression.

Li Wuwei's eyes narrowed at this time, but soon he smiled again, as if he had thought of something: "By the way, it's a bit boring for the two of them to drink, so why would you let Yang Guifei accompany her?"

"This... I am a foreign minister, and Concubine Yang is His Majesty's beloved concubine. I'm afraid it's a bit inconvenient to ask the Concubine to accompany him to drink?" Dongfang Bupu lowered his head again.

"What's the inconvenience? I have never regarded the Palace Master as an outsider! Hahaha... I'll invite the imperial concubine to the Imperial Garden to have a few drinks with me and the Palace Master."

"yes!"

“…”

...

One night passed.

The next day, the demons from Fangcun Mountain took a carriage away from the Sanxing Cave.

The carriage was driven by a monkey wearing golden armor and three flags behind it. As for this outfit, Yan Ning chose it for him.

Monkey likes it very much.

"Hello, run for me!" The monkey waved his small whip and whipped the horse's butt, thrusting it into a long neigh.

Yan Ning, who was sitting in the carriage, was immediately overthrown, and his body tilted, and he fell between Qiu Xian'er's legs sitting next to him.

"What are you going to do with your senior brother?" Qiu Xian'er blinked and looked at Yan Ning.

"For some reason, I sensed that there was a great evil cover. I might encounter danger on the way!" Yan Ning raised his head, looked at Qiu Xian'er's delicate figure, and said seriously.
Chapter completed!