The Prodigal Son of Northern Liang: Starting with Signing in to Find the Four Ghosts of Western Huna

Yang Xiao hesitated!

After all, the cult leader's decree is as sacred as the heavens!

The Xu Fengnian before us not only possesses the Great Shift of Heaven and Earth, but has also reached its highest level!

Following Yang Dingtian's orders

Xu Fengnian should be the leader of the Ming Cult!

But after all, Xu Fengnian is a 'foreigner'.

Those who are not of our kind, their hearts are surely different from those of the Great Qian!

"Excellent!" Yin Tianzheng said loudly, "How can a foreigner become the leader of my Ming Cult? Xu Fengnian, your skills are unparalleled. We die at your hands because we are inferior in skill. You may kill or torture me as you please! But for a foreigner to become the leader of my Ming Cult is wishful thinking!"

The Laughing Buddha, Wei Yixiao, and the others remained silent.

But the resolute look in their eyes also revealed their determination.

"Foreigners? Haha, what a joke!" Xu Feng sneered. "The Purple-Robed Dragon King is a Persian, so isn't she a foreigner? Why can she be a protector of the Ming Cult? I, who know the Great Shift of the Universe, can't be the leader of the Ming Cult?"

"The Persian Ming Cult is the head cult! The Persian Holy Maiden will naturally be the protector of my Ming Cult!" Wei Yixiao said stubbornly.

"Oh? Headmaster? So you mean you, the proud Han Chinese, are going to bow down to that Persian barbarian? If word gets out, won't the heroes of the world laugh at you?"

"this..."

Xu Fengnian's few words

This left Yang Xiao and the others speechless!

after all,

Their core argument revolves around the word "foreign race".

But once it's associated with the so-called Persian main religion, it becomes somewhat difficult to explain!

Even if the Ming Cult and the Persian headquarters do not interfere with each other and each acts as the righteous one, the Persian side is still the main branch of the Ming Cult.

Yang Xiao and the others looked at each other.

Their eyes met in the air.

After a long while, he finally let out a long sigh.

Then, everyone knelt down on one knee!

"See the leader!"

The Ming Cult members must not disobey Yang Dingtian's orders!

now.

Since Xu Fengnian possesses the Qiankun Great Shift skill, and the claim that he is from a foreign race is untenable.

The crowd had no choice but to submit to him as their master!

Moreover, now that they have a legitimate reason to follow Xu Fengnian, the Ming Cult's future is bright!

From a moral, rational, and self-interest perspective, and in accordance with the former leader's orders,

There's no other way!

hum-

All of a sudden.

The golden lotus of fortune within the sea of ​​consciousness burst forth with countless rays of light!

The Ming Cult submits!

Xu Fengnian's luck skyrocketed!

"Haha, good, all of you, rise! Pass on my order: all disciples of the Ming Cult shall rest for three days. After three days, I, the young master, will trample the Jianghu of the Great Yuan!"

-

The Northern Li Dynasty.

The city is unparalleled in the world.

"I heard that the demon god has already started to stir up waves in the Great Yuan Jianghu. Xu Fengnian is unstoppable. Apart from Zhang Sanfeng, there are no other decent people in the Great Yuan Jianghu. I'm afraid that in less than a month, the Great Yuan Jianghu will belong to Xu."

The man sighed.

Although he is middle-aged, he possesses a very strong aura of authority.

His resolute face exuded authority even without anger.

It was none other than Song Yanhui, the city lord of Wushuang City.

Standing in front of him was a boy.

Wushuang, the genius youth of Wushuang City!

"It's good that you're surnamed Xu. If we quickly resolve the matter with the Great Yuan, the Demon God will most likely stop by Liyang on his way to return my Peerless Sword Box." Wushuang smiled faintly, a hint of confidence in his eyes.

"Oh? How can you (Nuohao) be so confident that Xu Fengnian will return the Peerless Sword Box?" Song Yanhui's eyes held a hint of reproach: "I told you before that gifts shouldn't be so extravagant, but you went and sent the Peerless Sword Box directly! What if Xu Fengnian doesn't return it?"

“He will definitely return it,” Wushuang said. “Giving gifts is about showing sincerity, and Xu Fengnian’s decision to return it shows his courage. After all, who doesn’t want their subordinates to be as strong as possible?”

"Are you so sure that the Northern Jianghu will also fall under Xu Fengnian's command?" Song Yanhui frowned.

"No." Wushuang smiled slightly. "Not only, the entire world will belong to Xu Fengnian. My intuition has always been very accurate..."

-

Two days later.

Guangmingding Committee.

"Your Highness, Lei Wujie, Tang Lian, and Xiao Se from Beili request an audience!"

"Oh?"

Xu Fengnian raised an eyebrow: "Sixth Prince, why isn't he staying in Beili? Why did he travel all this way to see me?"

"Alright, please come in."

Chapter 1: This sixth brother is too arrogant! (Seeking monthly votes)

"Lei Wujie of the Thunderbolt Hall of the Lei Family of Beili pays respects to the Emperor of the Great Ming!" A sunny young man dressed in red knelt on one knee and bowed.

He looked radiant.

His handsome face was filled with fervor!

"Tang Lian of the Northern Tang Clan pays respects to the Emperor of the Great Ming!" Tang Lian, dressed in black, also knelt on one knee.

"Snow falls on the desolate mountain villa, I have met the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty."

The speaker was an extremely handsome man.

His face was razor-sharp, and his eyes were like stars.

Dressed in a blue satin brocade outfit, she exuded an air of wealth and nobility.

His lips were slightly parted as he spoke, and his words were full of indifference.

His face showed neither joy nor sorrow, only endless indifference.

"Oh? These two have both knelt down. Why don't you kneel when you see me?" Xu Fengnian said with great interest.

Although he preferred to be called the Crown Prince

But Xu Fengnian was, after all, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty in name only.

A person from another country meeting the ruler of another country.

According to etiquette, kneeling is not required.

Even if you kneel, kneeling on one knee is sufficient to show respect.

"Because they need something from you, and I have nothing to ask of them, why should I kneel?" Xiao Se said calmly.

talking.

He glared fiercely at the two people kneeling on the ground.

There seemed to be a hint of resentment in it.

"So that's how it is..." Xu Fengnian didn't dwell on it and then looked at Lei Wujie: "Disciple of Snow Moon Sword Immortal Li Hanyi, speak, what brings you to me?"

"I have long admired the name of the Demon God. Meeting you today is truly an honor. You are indeed very handsome!" Lei Wujie swallowed hard, his eyes shining, as if a fan had met his idol and had forgotten to talk about the important matter.

Seeing his silly look, Xiao Se couldn't help but cover his forehead and complain, "Little blockhead."

"Your childlike innocence is quite endearing. Alright, get up and let's talk." As soon as Xu Fengnian finished speaking, a gentle breeze helped the two of them stand up.

"Your Majesty's time is precious, so we will get straight to the point." Tang Lian cupped his hands and said in a deep voice, "This Xiao Se is my junior brother and also my best friend. However, his martial arts have been crippled, and his forced use of internal energy has aggravated his hidden meridian injuries. He is now on the verge of death. I have long heard that Your Majesty's skills are extraordinary, and that bringing the dead back to life and healing flesh and bone is no problem for you. I hope you can lend a hand and help my friend heal his injuries!"

"I implore Your Majesty to lend a helping hand! I, Lei Wujie, am willing to pay any price to heal Xiao Se's injuries and save his life!"

As they spoke, the two of them knelt down on the ground at the same time!

This time, he knelt down on both knees!