The understanding is incredible: In the beginning, I was invited to pick up the Yihua Palace.

Although Jiumozhi also knew that the Ji Xianmo opposite him must be a very good master, he never thought that the opponent's strength was so terrifying.

With his land-god-level strength, he couldn't even take a single move.

Could it be that......This young man who looks like he is only in his twenties is actually a supreme master at the level of gods! ?

At this moment, facing the huge fireball that was suppressing it like a blazing sun, Jiumozhi's eyes were full of despair, he was sweating profusely, his face was as pale as paper, and there was only one thought in his mind.

My life is at risk!

But at the critical moment, a chuckle could be heard.

"Haha, a certain family is in a good mood today and doesn't want to kill anyone, so I will spare your life as a monk today."

The moment the chuckle rang out, the huge fireball like the blazing sun dispersed quietly like ice and snow under the blazing sun, turning into countless golden sparks falling down, which looked extremely dazzling.

Jiumozhi, on the other hand, He was soaked to the skin, cold all over, and shivering incessantly. There was a trace of happiness in his eyes for the rest of his life, and he collapsed on the ground, breathing heavily.

There was great terror between life and death.

Even if he was a heavenly monk It is difficult for eminent monks such as Dini Na to understand life and death, not to mention Jiumozhi, a thief who has never given up greed, anger and ignorance.

Ji Changan stood with his hands behind his hands, looking down at Jiumozhi with a half-smiling look. , there was a trace of sarcasm in his eyes, and he said jokingly:

"Great monk, are you convinced now?"

Jiumozhi's face was earth-colored, his eyes were frightened. Although he was angry in his heart, he did not dare to express it at all. He could only smile bitterly and whispered:

"Your Majesty's strength is comparable to that of gods and demons. This young monk has underestimated his own abilities and has offended many people. Fortunately, you are magnanimous and compassionate and spared this young monk's life......."

"okay"

"Stop talking nonsense, who has the time to listen to your noise here?"

Ji Changan was too lazy to listen to this thief's bald donkey chatter, so he waved his hand and said impatiently:

"Let me ask you, why did you come to Dali this time?"

Hearing this, Jiumozhi didn't dare to hide anything and hurriedly said:

"The young monk rushed to Dali this time because he wanted to go to Tianlong to discuss Buddhism......."

"Discussing Buddhism?"

Ji Changan sneered and said leisurely:

"In my opinion, discussing Buddhism is false, but exchanging martial arts is true, right?"

"Have you also taken a liking to the Six Meridians Divine Sword?"

When Jiumozhi heard this, he couldn't help but trembled in his heart, and his face turned a little pale. He felt that the person in front of him was like a devil. Not only was his strength terrifying to the extreme, but he could also penetrate people's hearts. He couldn't help but feel more and more jealous of Ji Changan. Fearful, he swallowed hard and whispered:

"I don’t dare to deceive Ji Xianmo. This time, the young monk is indeed here to plot the Six Meridians Divine Sword......."

Ji Changan smiled and said leisurely:

"That's a coincidence"

"This time, Ji also came for the Six Meridians Divine Sword. In that case, let’s go together."

"I saw that the chariot you just drove was pretty good. Can you let me sit for a while?"

When Jiumozhi heard this, he didn't dare to hesitate at all. He nodded quickly and said:

"sure."

After that, he hurriedly greeted the stunned lamas behind him and said sternly:

"What are you doing? Why not hurry up and get up the chariot and take this immortal master into the city!"

The lamas then woke up from a dream and hurriedly stood up and lifted the frame of the extremely luxurious chariot.

Jiumozhi looked at Ji Changan with a flattering look on his face and said flatteringly:

"Ji Xianmo, please get on the chariot."

Ji Changan smiled, pointed at the chariot, and said with a smile:

"They are not able to carry it steadily. In my opinion, it is better for you, the great monk, to help me. In this way, everything will be safe."

When Jiumozhi heard this, he couldn't help being stunned. You want me to carry the sedan chair?

I'm the majestic Maharaja of Snow Mountain!

That's too much!

Jiumozhi's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He gritted his teeth and wanted to refuse.

But I don't know. Why, after seeing those stars-like eyes with boundless majesty, my heart trembled violently, and an unspeakable fear quietly emerged in my heart. No matter what, I couldn't open my mouth. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

But Ji Changan seemed very indifferent, smiling and saying:

"how? Isn’t the great monk unwilling?"

People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

For the sake of his own life, Jiumozhi finally decided to compromise, nodded with difficulty and said:

"It is an honor for a young monk to be able to carry the chariot for you......."

Hearing this, Ji Changan burst into laughter and said:

"The great monk is indeed a man who knows current affairs."

"Yes, smart people usually survive to the end."

Hearing this, Jiumozhi couldn't help but feel chills in his heart. He didn't dare to say anything more. He hurriedly came to the crowd and lifted up the golden chariot.

All the lamas present saw this. They couldn't help but look dazed and horrified.

On the Snowy Mountains, the god-like Maharaja Mingwang was now reduced to a slave carrying a chariot. This was really like a dream, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

But because of Jiu They didn't dare to say anything because of Mo Zhi's majesty, but their eyes were full of unbelievable fear.

Ji Changan, on the other hand, was too lazy to pay attention to these barbarians, and looked at Mu Wanqing beside him with gentle eyes, smiling. said:

"Wanqing, let’s go up."

Mu Wanqing smiled sweetly and nodded lightly.[]

"good."

Then, the two of them got on the extremely luxurious chariot sedan.

Ji 247 Chang'an took out a piece of white tiger skin from the Sky Devouring Pearl and spread it on the chariot frame, and then lay comfortably on Mu Wanqing's lap, Said leisurely:

"Get up and go to Tenryuji Temple."

Although Jiumozhi had a look of humiliation on his face, he did not dare to disobey Ji Changan's order. He could only grit his teeth and order the lamas beside him:

"What are you still doing? Get up!"

Jiumozhi stood up helplessly and slowly, shouldering the chariot frame, but his heart was full of sorrow, and he wished he could find a place to cry.

I, Jiumozhi, the majestic Maharaja of the Snow Mountains, in this guy's Under such powerful power, I was reduced to a slave carrying a sedan chair.

This is really a great humiliation!

If this matter spreads out, I am afraid I will not be able to return to the snowy land again....

At this moment, Duan Zhengchun and others, who had arrived late, happened to witness this shocking scene, and couldn't help but feel a wave of panic in their hearts. this......What's going on?!

What happened just now?

Ji Changan lay on the chariot, waved to Duan Zhengchun and others, and said lazily:

"Old Duan, what are you doing standing still? Come forward and lead the way, let's go to Tianlong Temple."

When Duan Zhengchun heard this, he came back to his senses, smiled bitterly, but did not dare to say anything. He quickly rode his horse to the front of the team and began to lead the way.