Cao Cao crosses Wu Dalang

Chapter 362 Confused Demon King Fighting Shaman
But it is said that in the depths of Mulingwo Jiling, there is a peak of more than zhang, and tigers often come and go on it. The famous one is called Hufeng Ridge. In the summer of August, the inner and outer ice layers are also hard and thick.

A few years ago, a well-known shaman called the Madonna of Wuling, who liked the shape of this place, specially asked for the grace of Emperor Aguda of the Kingdom of Jin, and gave this peak and the surrounding hundreds of miles of land as a gift.A Notre Dame Palace was built at the foot of the peak, and she practiced in it. Because the name of Hufengling was considered indecent, it was changed to Wanjin Mountain, and the ice cave on the top was also changed to Qianhua Cave.

The Holy Mother of Wuling has practiced here for several years, but she doesn't have many desires. It's just that there are hundreds of fish-scale troops under her command. After training, she has too much time to spare. However, she ruled the mountain people and caused serious harm.

These fish-scale soldiers were all born in the cloudy year, the moon and the cloudy day. The Emperor Jin ordered people to select them from various tribes, and selected the strongest ones to send them to the Holy Mother's Palace, where they would be trained by the Holy Mother of Wuling.

According to the agreement between the Holy Mother and the Golden Emperor, a total of 3000 people must be recruited, accompanied by fish scale armor, to practice an oolong formation to help the Golden Emperor level the square.

However, there are few people in the Kingdom of Jin, and the conditions of the Holy Mother are harsh, so it is not easy to choose candidates. The fish scale armor is also extremely difficult to make, so after a few years, it can only be made up to less than five hundred people.

On this day, the Holy Mother of Wuling was practicing Xuan Gong by herself, suddenly she only felt a palpitation in her heart, and then she felt uneasy, and it was difficult to settle down in every possible way.

Her abilities are all biased towards the way of attack, and it is difficult to know the fate and harm herself, so she is at a loss and has no solution.

In addition to being irritable, he had no choice but to stand up with a frown, and came out of the quiet room where he practiced. He brought two strange maids and wandered around the Palace of Notre Dame to relax his mood.

Unexpectedly, walking around, I saw groups of three and five of those fish-scale soldiers everywhere, making a lot of noise.She was already upset, but now she became more angry, and shouted: "Hey! Why don't you practice martial arts and formations, instead of playing and making noise?"

Those fish-scale soldiers were startled, because normally the Holy Mother would not leave the quiet room for several days when practicing, so they took the opportunity to be lazy, but today they suddenly left the seclusion, which caught everyone off guard.

These people come to the Holy Mother's Palace, eat well and sleep well, but the Holy Mother's methods are very strict. If they are slightly dissatisfied, they can be whipped at least, or dragged to the top of the mountain to serve her husband as snacks for the Dragon King. Will everyone be safe?
Immediately, there was the quick-witted one, who immediately led him into trouble, and shouted: "Return to the Holy Mother, it's not that the little ones are not rigorous, it's just that kid Lugu, who brought more than a hundred brothers, sneaked out of the palace to play tricks!" , I don’t have enough people to wait, and I can’t practice the formation, so I have to wait for them to return.”

After hearing this, the Holy Mother said angrily: "This Baolugu, because he is a member of the Wanyan tribe, always behaves presumptuously. When he comes back today, together with the people he brought out, each of them will have twenty lashes, and everyone will not escape."

At this time, the Holy Mother didn't know, but at this moment, this Gu Lugu might have been exposed to the bones by those three old Jurchen men who were full of hatred.

Those who complained were secretly happy, and the Holy Mother said again: "As for you, you are also lazy. You can't practice formations, can't you practice martial arts? Go and receive five lashes, and you have the right to be punished."

Those fish-scale soldiers wailed when they heard this. There are eight dragon slaves under the Holy Mother's command, who are responsible for serving the Dragon King. The whips in their hands are made of unknown materials. They hit the flesh and broke the skin to the bone. It's not easy either.

In the midst of the turmoil, a gatekeeper suddenly came to report: "Holy Mother, a group of people passed by outside the palace. They all rode first-class horses, and their burdens were quite heavy."

After hearing this, the Holy Mother sneered and said: "A radius of hundreds of miles is all given to me by Emperor Aguda. They don't have the eyes to pass by my house, so the horse and luggage will be taken from him, and I have the right to make a mistake." Travel expenses. Otherwise, everyone will pass by, how can I clean up?"

Those fish-scale soldiers cheered and rushed out one after another when they heard the words, but there was another gatekeeper, who flew in and reported: "Holy Mother, that group of people came to the palace specially to see your mother, the leader is The two belong to the Dajin clan, the girl is the princess Wanyan Wulu, and the boy is the emperor's nephew Wanyan Zongxiong."

After hearing this, the Holy Mother was slightly surprised: "Why did they come to my palace? I also know these two people. That Wu Lu is just an ignorant girl, but she is very favored by the emperor. Last year, on her birthday, the emperor came here to ask me for it." A talisman. That Zongxiong, whose real name is Mo Lianghu, son of Wu Yashu, nephew of Aguda, loves to learn and loves books, is a man of both civil and military skills, but he has been fighting in the south, and has never met me."

After pondering for a while, he said: "Since they are the noble sons of the clan, let's invite them to the hall to meet each other."

After finishing speaking, he went to the main hall, boarded the bone-strewn skeleton throne, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, and assumed the posture of a master of Taoism.

Not long after, a group of men and women entered the hall, the head of the men and women were all dressed in Jurchen costumes, with Jurchen hairstyles, and the other dozen or so were dressed in Song Dynasty costumes, and among them were two Huangfafans.

The lead men and women saluted with smiles, and the woman among them said loudly: "Wanyan Wulu and cousin Wanyan Zongxiong have come here specially to pay homage to the Holy Virgin Shaman."

The Holy Mother smiled inscrutably, and said lightly: "You are all nobles of the clan, and you can't live happily ever after. Why come here to disturb the cultivation of this seat? And what are the origins of these people from other countries?"

Wu Lu said with a smile: "Holy Mother learned that these people are the envoys of the Song Dynasty, and they came to find my father and emperor to discuss the alliance between the two countries to attack the Liao Kingdom. Now the Song and Jin countries have signed an alliance. A few days ago During the banquet, these Song people talked about how wonderful their mages in the Song Kingdom were, and my father said that there are also shamans in the Dajin Kingdom, who are very powerful, but one of these Song people knows magic and demonstrated many powerful spells on the spot He said that he wanted to compete with our country's shaman, which made my father lose face, so I asked my cousin and I to lead them here to see how powerful our Jurchen shaman is."

Hearing the words, the Holy Mother opened her eyes and glanced at the crowd, but she saw that there were more than ten people, all of them were imposing, especially one of them, with a wide robe and long sleeves, with loose hair, eyes like ghosts, a proud expression, and a mana all over his body. Rolling and flowing, seeing myself looking, the corner of the mouth curled up, and a sinister smile emerged.

These ten people are naturally Cao Cao and his party.

They were afraid of the impenetrable armor with fish scales, so they specially made a plan to ask Shi Wengong to shave his head, let his hair hang down all around to pretend to be a Jurchen, and pretended to be Wanyan Zongxiong. I came to accompany him all the way to the north, and I am familiar with his temperament and conversation. Compared with the Jurchens, people like Cao Cao have less savagery.

As for Cao Cao and the others, they acted as the envoys of the Song Dynasty in their true colors. They used their status as nobles of the clan to sneak into the Palace of the Holy Mother on the grounds that the envoys provoked a fight. Instead of asking those fish-scale soldiers to put on their armor, let Fan Rui first fight with the shaman of the Holy Mother. If they can win, everyone will be happy, and they will take the opportunity to destroy the Holy Mother's Palace. If they can't win, Cao Cao and Xu Guanzhong will have their backs.

Everyone came in and took a look. This hall looks like a gigantic tent. In the middle, there is a giant tree more than ten feet high surrounded by several people. It supports the dome high up. Innumerable skins of bears, tigers, leopards and deer are sewn together and spread out from the center to the surroundings. The fur faces are all facing the inside of the hall, looking extremely colorful. The glossy faces outside the hall are painted with various colors, which is both wild and feel mysterious.

And a throne more than eight feet high in the hall is made of skeletons. These skeletons are human and beast, and they have a ghostly aura. If you are timid, you will feel weak when you look at them.

On the throne, the Holy Mother is tall and fat. Judging from her figure, she should be no less than nine feet, with white hair all over her head, but her face is like a white and fat woman in her thirties. She doesn't look old at all. Senhan is strange.

Fan Rui met the opponent's eyes, and immediately knew that this person had some supernatural powers, and his fighting spirit became fierce. He thought to himself: Along the way, brothers Hua Rong and Shi Wengong took turns to show their power, and even Zhou Tong hooked up with the princess to help us escape.Seeing that everyone has made contributions, but I, Lao Fan, can't make a fortune. Unexpectedly, my battlefield is today!Well, this woman is quite weird, I will do my best to make the name of the devil king spread widely, and make that goddamn Jurchen terrified!
So he smiled grimly, slowly stretched out his hand, pulled out the sword of the Hunshi Demon King on his back, and wanted to shout!
There are different teachings: Fan Rui, the demon king, is arrogant, and the Wuling shaman is on the high side.If you want to know how sharp it is, the sword of chaos is wrapped around an iron knife!

　This chapter is slow to write, it is just a small chapter, I will wait for my younger brother to add another chapter later.

　　
　
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