Riding the Pheonix Chapter 357: Condor

Mingwei was very displeased: "Su Tu is actually lying to me? I think he is good-looking and too elegant to look like a bastard, so I think he is a good person."

Sheng Qi smiled: "Although he looks like a Central Plains person, he is a barbarian who grew up on the grasslands. How can he be compared with the princes and grandsons of the Central Plains? Girls, never judge a book by its appearance."

Ming Wei was upset: "I'm just angry! How could he be like this? Pretending to be like that in front of me, I thought..."

Sheng Qixin understood.

Yes, the seventh prince of the Snow Wolf Tribe is too handsome to look like a barbarian, and with his status as a prince, it is normal for the little girl to yearn for him.

He smiled and comforted: "Girl, why do you care? The prince of a barbarian is also a barbarian after all. If girl can make a great contribution here, with your talent and beauty, you can be the princess of the Central Plains." ."

Mingwei's mouth curled up, but she said: "I don't care if the princess is not a princess."

Sheng Qi secretly smiled: "That's right, we Xuanmen people don't want that. It's their blessing that the girl really likes her."

No one blocked the road, and with their mystical skills, the journey was smooth and they soon arrived near the Divine Residence.

The so-called sacred residence of the Hu people is actually a cave. But the moonlight in the valley is like gauze, the surroundings are full of exotic flowers and plants, and the jade stones are shining brightly, and it is really fairy-like.

The two of them looked down at the monks fighting in the valley.

Mingwei asked seemingly casually: "Master Qi, come to think of it, why are you staying here? There is nothing in this wretched place, and you have to smell the smell of sheep every day, which is no fun at all."

Sheng Qi smiled and said: "You have known Xu Rishu for so long, didn't he reveal it?"

"He! He is so elusive that he doesn't say anything about himself." Mingwei curled her lips, "However, I heard him say that he had something very important to do. I asked him how old he was, and he said it was bigger than It’s so big. What a bragging!"

Sheng Qi sighed: "It's not wrong to say it's bigger than the sky."

Mingwei asked curiously: "Is what he said actually true? And you, Master Qi...ah, let me take a guess!" She said with great interest, "You have been lurking in the grassland for so many years, and you still have friends with Master Zhi. Okay, I’m intervening in the God Festival again. Is it because of their God?”

Sheng Qi smiled and said nothing.

"Did I guess it right?"

Looking at the angry little girl in front of her, Sheng Qi softened her expression and said, "I guessed a little bit right."

"What about a lot more points?"

Sheng Qixiao: "You can take your time and guess, that's more interesting, isn't it?"

"Well..."

As the Jade Rabbit slants to the west, the monks are getting closer and closer to the divine residence.

Mingwei lowered his head and looked at the people below, and an idea came to him: "Master Qi, I'm really angry at letting them arrive at the Divine Residence smoothly. Why don't we play a game?"

"Oh? What game?"

Mingwei covered her mouth and smiled: "Tell them to see what the mystical arts of the Central Plains are."

……

In the king's tent, Su Tu and Hou Liang had a happy conversation.

Su Tu asked: "Sir, the Chu State is unorthodox. What's the explanation? As far as I know, Southern Chu and the former Yan are of the same origin, shouldn't they be stronger than the Northern Qi?"

Hou Liang did not know where he had prepared a feather fan. He was shaking it and shaking his head with a smile: "The seventh prince said this wrongly. It is precisely because Nan Chu inherited it from Qian Yan, so it is inherently deficient."

Su Tu humbly asked: "What is the reason?"

"First, the decline of a dynasty has its own reasons. At this time, it will have a new atmosphere when it is completely overthrown and rebuilt. The so-called inheritance of the same strain will inevitably inherit the shortcomings of the previous dynasty. For example, there are many families in the former Yan Dynasty, The implementation of government orders is inconsistent, and this is the case in Nanchu now. How many big families, even the royal family, cannot control it, how can they be twisted into a rope? A carriage can only go in one direction. If you exert force in several directions, it will only cancel each other out."

"Secondly, it is a taboo for ministers to seize the throne. Only one or two generations of heroes can make the world return to their hearts and recognize them as orthodox. The founding king of Southern Chu can be regarded as a generation of talents, but Ming Tai Short, he left early, so that the prestige of the royal family was insufficient. Therefore, Southern Chu could only stay in peace. Unless there is another hero in the country and unites all parties, the Northern Expedition is possible."

Su Tu was thoughtful and asked tentatively: "In Mr. Nayi's opinion, our grassland..."

Hou Liang smiled: "The Central Plains are afraid of the strength of the Hu people, but they never look at the Hu people here. Does the prince know why?"

The words were unpleasant, but Su Tu was not surprised and asked: "What's the reason?"

"Because you have no spirit."

Su Tu was stunned for a moment: "Spirit?"

"Yes." Hou Liang talked eloquently, "From ancient times to the present, dynasties in the Central Plains have risen and fallen. They rose and then declined, declined and then rose. The Central Plains people have always been the masters of this land. But what about the Hu people? A tribe Decline often means permanent death. The rise of the eight tribes of Beihu was only during the Cang King period, a mere few hundred years of history, and the real unification time was only a few decades. Before the eight tribes of Beihu, those who once dominated the grassland The tribes have all disappeared in history. Are the warriors on the grassland not brave enough? Of course not, because you have no spirit and cannot unite for a long time..."

Su Tu was still satisfied after hearing this and asked for advice: "According to what Mr. Wang said, even if we are unified, it will be useless?"

Hou Liang shook his head: "If you fall behind and attack in advance, even if you take the lead for a while, your country will not have a long-term destiny. Unless..."

"Unless what?"

Hou Liang smiled: "Unless the prince understands what the true Central Plains culture is and integrates the tribes into it."

Nasu interjected from the side: "According to what you say, we can only be the masters of the Central Plains by turning ourselves into Central Plains people?"

Hou Liang's expression did not change: "Not bad."

Hearing this, the warriors in the tent showed angry expressions, and some even said: "You want us to surrender to the Central Plains people, what are you worried about?"

Hou Liang was not frightened, and just looked at Su Tu: "Prince, you should know that what I said is true. ~IndoMTL.com~ Su Tu sighed, waved his hand, indicating to his warriors to calm down, and said: "Here at my place, sir, you can speak your mind freely, and even if there is anything wrong, you will not be punished. ”

Hou Liang complimented: "The seventh prince is indeed a very human being. It seems that what he said is right."

I secretly wiped my sweat and thought, this job is indeed not easy to do, much more difficult than tricking bandits. However, the feeling of being able to move forward and retreat freely with the help of a sharp tongue is not an ordinary pleasure!

Well, what's the next step? Miss Ming said...

God is in front of me, and I am blessed to be alone.

Surrounding her is the eight-door array set up by Mingwei. If the Eight Hu Monks want to enter the Divine Residence, they must pass her level. However, with Duofu's strength and the ever-changing Eight Gate Formation, no one can pass them one by one, even if there is a large area lying around. .

Master Shangzhi finally cleared away his opponents and arrived at the Divine Residence. This was what he saw.

Just when he was about to hint at his blessings, he suddenly saw a shadow flying out from the divine residence, roaring loudly, shaking the wilderness.

"Eagle, that's an eagle!"

"Is the eagle flying out of the Divine Residence a condor?"

"What does this mean?"

The monks were shocked and started talking about it.

Suddenly someone remembered: "It's King Cang! Legend has it that King Cang is the reincarnation of the eagle under the throne of the God of Heaven. This must be the oracle passed down by King Cang!"

The monks did not dare to neglect and spread the word outside one after another.

If it was King Cang who came to deliver the oracle, he would have to let King Hu of the Eight Tribes come to hear the oracle.

Ming Wei and Sheng Qi in the dark both looked surprised. They stopped all the monks in order to pretend to be gods and ghosts, and to pretend to convey divine decrees. Unexpectedly, this eagle took the lead. Is it a coincidence? Is there anyone who has calculated one step more than them?