Tang is one of the peak powerhouses in the world. There are no more than five people in this world who are stronger than him, but in the past few decades, the pressure he has been under can be said to be the greatest.

Because he faced the threat of eternal night, in order to survive, he had to take the deserted people south, and this direct contact touched the sensitive hearts of the world and the temple.

The world is enemies, which is not a very distant word for the deserted people.

And it is not difficult to imagine that in the future, the deserted people will have a more violent collision with the Central Plains countries and temples, which will truly determine the life and death of their tribe.

Although the strength of the deserted people is not weak, their chances of victory are still extremely small when facing the cavalry of Xiling and even the Tang Kingdom.

After giving a simple self-introduction, Fang Qian calmly narrated these speculations or foresights one by one. Tang silently did not refute because he knew very well that there was no false words on what the other party said.

But he still asked questions at the end. His voice was like a heavy mountain range, and the calm was filled with powerful power.

"So, what do you want?"

Fang Qian smiled and said, "I want to join forces with the Huangren and be the King of the Left Chanyu."

Tang's eyebrows slightly relaxed, and he said with clarity: "It turns out that the recent ceasefire in the Left Court was from your order. No wonder they dared to ignore the alliance with the countries of the Central Plains."

In front of a strong man like the other party, the so-called covenant does not have any high binding force.

But even so, he still had some questions about the alliance.

"But after all, you are from the Central Plains people, and you even come from a wise and conscientious view. How can I trust you? After all, it is related to the life and death of my tribe. I must avoid all possible hidden dangers."

Fang Qian understood the other party's caution very well, but for the first time he discovered that the seemingly brave Demon Sect walking in Tang was actually a very cautious person.

He was a little sorry. If he came with the token of Mingzong, Tang was afraid that he would not have any questions, but he did not have any now, so he had to give the other party a reason to trust him.

And this reason is actually not difficult.

He looked at the blue lake water, and said, "Ye Hongyu has betrayed Xiling and is now in the royal court of the Left Treasure."

Tang Weiwei was a little surprised, but then he returned to peace. With Ye Hongyu's crazy personality, he would not be too surprised no matter what the other party did.

He just shook his head and said, "Not enough."

As the enemy of the temple for a thousand years, he knew the reality of Xiling and the special ruling, so even though Ye Hongyu betrayed Xiling at this time, she still had the ability to return, even one of the highest positions in Xiling.

So this reason is not enough for him.

Fang Qian said calmly: "She is now a priest of the precepts of the Ming Cult, and the Ming Cult is the Protestantism I created."

A few short words exploded in Tang's brain like thunder. He knew very well what Protestantism meant, especially the Protestantism called Ming, which means that the other party will be the truly mortal enemy of the Xiling Divine Sect.

So he doesn't have to worry that the other party will tear the covenant in the future.

Tang Gaoda's body trembled slightly, and his tone became a little more complicated.

"In the past twenty years since the destruction of my Mingzong, you were the first person to dare to establish the Protestantism with Ming as the name. I don't know if you should admire your courage or your madness."

Fang Qian smiled and said, "Whether courage or madness are courageous, they all need the support of strength. If it weren't for Haotian's existence, the Master would have destroyed the temple many years ago. Although I am far inferior to the Master, in the temple, if Haotian had not intervened, no one would have made me afraid, including the Master who was far away in the South China Sea."

He looked at Tang and asked, "So what do you mean when it comes to the alliance?"

Tang Weiwei was silent, and then said, "I must discuss this matter with the Elders before making a decision. However, no matter what the result is, I can guarantee that as long as the left tent royal court does not take action, we wasteland will not take action."

Although he did not get a definite answer, Fang Qian was completely acceptable to this result. He believed in Tang's promise, so he didn't say anything more.

"One word is certain!"

After he left these four words, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and no one could find out where he was going.

Tang's eyes were a little shocked. He had seen the same scene in another scholar, so he knew very well what kind of state this was. Such state made him yearn for and a little scared.

After a while, he sighed and said, "The realm of no distance is indeed extraordinary. I just don't know how mysterious that realm of the Heavenly Demon will be."

At this time, Ning Que easily defeated Liu Yiqing, who came to challenge him at the peak of Dongxuan, a few days ago. Since he was in the same state, few people in the world can match him when it comes to fighting, so this victory is natural and simple.

Because the sword of Chao Xiaoshu was taken away by Fang Qian in advance, although Liu Yiqing was defeated, he was not blinded, and there was no injury that was difficult to heal, and even his aura was not depressed.

Compared to the scene when he was easily taken away like a child a few months ago, losing in a real battle is not unacceptable to him, even if his opponent has only been practicing for less than two years.

He left Chang'an calmly. Ning Que didn't care about him. Everything he had to do now was just for one goal, and that would be Xiahou, who was about to return to Chang'an to retire.

Xiahou's Gui Lao was what the Tang Dynasty and the Academy wanted to see, but not what he wanted. If he could return to Lao so easily, how could he be willing to live hundreds of lives in the General's Mansion and the small mountain village? How could he be willing to do it?

Fang Qian knew this very well, so although he now has the ability to easily kill Xiahou, he just punished him slightly, because there was no blood hatred between him and Xiahou. Even if he didn't like Xiahou, he didn't have to do it to kill him.

Of course, everything in Chang'an City had nothing to do with him at this time. He just crossed thousands of miles alone and came to a mountain connected by several peaks, with strange shapes, like black tiles.

This mountain is called Washan, and there is an ancient temple in the mountain called Lanke.

It falls into the world, better than the seventy-two temples in the world. In the hearts of all Buddhist believers, Lanke Temple is an extremely respectful and sacred place.

The grand Menglan Festival is held here every year. It is still early to begin the Menglan Festival. Because Buddhism has always liked quietness, Fang Qian seemed a little lonely when he came here.

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