Magic Martial Arts

After the work was done, it was time to celebrate. The grassland king was in a good mood again, so he called our beloved grassland king and issued a royal decree:

"Imperial decree: I, the king, feel the grace of the Eternal Heaven and obey the will of Heaven to comfort the people. Therefore, the celebration will continue for three days, with endless milk, wine and meat, and the people will enjoy themselves. - God bless you"

The meaning is simple and clear, just saying: I am very happy, let's have fun together, and so on, this and that, and so on... I have to say that the 'dining party' culture in the Qinghai grassland is quite... uh... 'nice'...

Then, Su Chen and Master Rio and their friends "enjoyed" three days of carefree and happy life again. After all, there is always work to be done. People live a mediocre life, half of their life is spent in ignorance and the other half is wasted. They still need to know the truth of "enjoy life to the fullest when you are happy, and don't let the golden cup face the moon in vain"!

And just when Su Chen, who slept until he woke up naturally in the morning, rode on horseback across the grassland in the afternoon, and did not forget to "amuse" the little princess "Tana", the order from the "Witch Court" arrived.

The power center of the Golden Horde was the Golden Court, where the grassland king Batu Bayin, his queen Borte, and the royal family of Qinghai lived. The Wu Court was different from the Golden Court in that it was the residence of the Wu King and represented the supreme Eternal Heaven!

In simple terms, the "Wu Ting" is more like the embodiment of the beliefs of the "Qinghai" grassland people. It is like the temples and Taoist temples on the "Earth". The former worships the Three Pure Ones and chants the origin of the Great Dao; the latter worships the Tathagata and talks about Amitabha. The "Wu Ting" worships the "Eternal Heaven" and prays for peace and tranquility in heaven and earth.

Therefore, the existence of the "Golden Court" and the "Witch Court" is not contradictory, nor will there be any impulse. On the contrary, people's belief is more conducive to the rule of the superiors...

However, at this moment, the fact that the Wu Court sent someone to invite Su Chen seemed a bit interesting...

"The Witch King invites you!"

At the door of the tent where Su Chen lived, a wizard who seemed to be wrapped in a gray and black robe spoke in a low voice, with his huge hat brim drooping, as if his entire face was hidden in the shadows, looking particularly "mysterious".

"Um... I don't even know you, what are you asking me to do... play?"

Su Chen thought so in his heart, but he still said honestly:

"...Then...let's go and take a look?"

Su Chen's smile was very... ahem... 'cute' at the moment, and the expression on his little face was as sincere and honest as it could be. To be honest, ever since he saw the legendary 'Witch King' at the 'Heavenly Seal' ceremony last time, Su Chen felt a deep sense of oppression. There was no doubt that this hunchbacked 'old man' could bring Su Chen a huge crisis with just a flick of his finger, so it was better to try not to offend him and keep smiling.

And the "wizard" who delivered the message was also strange. Apart from saying one sentence when he first came, he never spoke again. Even when Su Chen asked him what his last name was, where his hometown was, or even greeted his parents, relatives, or ancestors for dozens of generations, he didn't say a single word... What's more infuriating is... he didn't even say thank you!

Su Chen was speechless and simply ignored him, and just followed him flying away in a cloud of black mist...

The Wu Court is not far from the Jin Court. In fact, it is only about 180 miles away. However, the scale of the tent does seem a bit shabby. It is not that the location is bad, nor that the layout is not luxurious enough. It is just that the tents are too few and too quiet. It seems that there is no vitality. It feels a bit lifeless and a bit depressing. On the huge lawn, a dozen tents stand alone quietly. Su Chen even imagined the bleak feeling of the wind blowing the yellow leaves...

The wind was howling and the black fog was surging. After experiencing a period of downward bumps, Su Chen finally felt his feet on the ground. The wizard just pointed to the door of the tent and left alone. He didn't even intend to give Su Chen a chance to ask again. Su Chen naturally shut his mouth tactfully, looked at the surrounding environment, and then walked into the tent carefully.

Seen from the outside, these tents all seem to be bright golden in color, but it is really too dark inside. It is only slightly better than pitch dark, but you can't even see your toes when you look down!

He was driving in the black fog, entering the black house, and seeing the black... er... the Witch King. How could all this give him a sense of tension and excitement, just like the Golden Cicada who accidentally entered the Spider Cave? At this moment, Su Chen's heart was filled with helplessness, as he gave a bitter smile and thought:

"Haha...really...thousand-year-old 'foxes', do they all like to play Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio?"