The Yin-Yang Art of the Early Yuan Dynasty

Chapter 56 She Is My Vulture Palace Disciple
It is not without his reasons that Fan Jin did this, it is Liwei, a naked provocation.Since Yue'e wants to worship in the Vulture Palace, she is a disciple of the Vulture Palace, so her business is the Vulture Palace's business.

At first glance, the Eighth Prince looked like an old Jianghu who had seen the world, but he didn't get angry at all when others knocked on his door. Instead, he welcomed Fan Jin and Yue'e in cheerfully.

After entering the inner hall, the two sides were divided into guests and hosts.The Eighth Prince was hospitable and hospitable. Except for Yue'e who had been watching with cold eyes, the Eighth Prince and Fan Jin chatted enthusiastically, like two friends who hadn't seen each other for many years.

"Eighth Prince, we've already chatted about the daily life. I came to visit today just to ask for an explanation?" Fan Jin kept trying to change the subject, but the Eighth Prince could always divert the topic to other topics.

As a last resort, Fan Jin had no choice but to open the window and speak plainly, so as not to waste time here.

"Mr. Fan is the honored guest of my Eighth Prince. If any blind slave offends you, I will tear him into pieces." The Eighth Prince slapped the table and said.

"The Eighth Prince is putting on a good show. Don't say that our Mantra Sect has been destroyed. Your Eighth Prince doesn't know anything about it." With Fan Jin's support, Yue'e became more courageous, and directly complained in front of the Eighth Prince. .

"The door of truth? It's just a few troublemakers. Since Mr. Fan has come forward, let's make a price!" Hearing the door of truth, the eighth prince was very displeased, but he didn't show it too much.

"Just a few, there are [-] people in the Mantra Gate, and you just want to spend money?" Yue'e trembled angrily. In the eyes of the Eighth Prince, the [-] people are like worthless things. As long as they have money, they can settle. .

"Presumptuous, don't be shameless, this prince's mansion is not for you to act wildly." The eighth prince pampered him, except for the king of the Tang Dynasty, no one dared to challenge him so bluntly.

"Eighth Prince, Yue'e is now a disciple of our Vulture Palace, her affairs are the affairs of our Vulture Palace." Fan Jin sipped the tea in his hand and said slowly.

The Eighth Prince had heard of the Vulture Palace's name. A hundred years ago, it was a giant, but it disappeared later.Of course, a skinny camel was bigger than a horse, and that was something he, a prince and nobleman, could provoke.

Fan Jin's stance really made it difficult for him to get off the ground. If Fan Jin was only here to stand out, in the eyes of the Eighth Prince, there would be nothing wrong with money.

Now that Yue'e has become a disciple of Vulture Palace, the price she has to pay is at most a little higher than before.If he established contact with Vulture Palace this time, it would be worthwhile to pay the most.

"Oh, Mr. Fan, did you say earlier that the flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple? It was all done by my short-sighted subordinates. They never told me." After weighing the stakes, the Eighth Prince smiled. , smiling like a flower.

"Hmph, the Eighth Prince's face is really quick." Fan Jin said to the point, without giving the Eighth Prince any face.

"To show our sincerity, first of all, all the servants who participated in the siege of the Shingon Gate will be executed, and the nine clans will be exterminated. Secondly, my family will rebuild the Shingon Gate for you. Finally, the Shingon Gate is one of the national religions of our Tang Dynasty, and the leader Xiang Guoshi job."

This condition can be said to be very generous. From the first one alone, it can be seen that the Eighth Prince is definitely not a kind person. This kind of courage is not something ordinary people can do.

Yue'e was a little at a loss, the enemy who killed her master was sitting opposite her, but she didn't make up her mind. When the door of mantras was still there, the master's lifelong wish was to become the state religion of the Tang Dynasty.

Now that the opportunity is within reach, as the only successor of the Mantra Sect, I don't know how to make up my mind.

"Can you let me think about it." Yue'e was not as excited as before, and her speech was much calmer.

"Miss Yue'e, it doesn't matter how long you want, or if I get some credit, I can recognize Yue'e as my goddaughter." Seeing that Yue'e was tempted, the Eighth Prince raised the stake again.

This is not a small condition, the princess of the Tang Dynasty, with this status, the rise of the Mantra Sect is only a matter of time, Yue'e looked at Fan Jin, and also cast a look of help in her eyes.

"You decide." Fan Jin saw that things had turned around, as long as Yue'e was willing, Fan Jin didn't have to fight this prince to death.It doesn't matter if Yue'e can inherit her master's behest.

Besides, Yue'e has not officially joined Vulture Palace, she has the right to choose.The reason why Yue'e was said to be a disciple of Vulture Palace was also to put pressure on the Eighth Prince.

"I want to stay and build the Mantra Gate as a repayment for my master's upbringing, but when the Mantra Gate develops, I still want to go to the Vulture Palace. In addition to the above conditions, I want to add one more condition." Yue'e hesitated For a moment, continue talking.

"Miss Yue'e, if you have the conditions, just say it." The Eighth Prince said with a smile on his face.

"I want Xiaoye, the traitor who betrayed the Mantra sect. I want to see people alive, and corpses when I die." Yue'e said coldly.

"I don't know what the conditions are. It's natural. If Miss Yue'e doesn't say anything, I will tie him up and send him to Yue'e for you to deal with." The eighth prince is the eighth prince. It is useless for self-interest. People just give up.

With the guarantee from the Eighth Prince, the atmosphere on both sides has eased a lot, the swords are no longer tense in the hall, and the chat between the two sides is very pleasant.

It was getting dark outside, a man who looked like a butler quietly walked up to the Eighth Prince, muttered a few words, and went out.

"The palace has specially arranged a dinner for the two of you. Let's have dinner together. After this meal, we will be our own people from now on." The Eighth Prince said with a smile.

"Then respect is worse than obedience. Everything is arranged by the Eighth Prince." Fan Jin agreed without waiting for Yue'e to express his opinion.

Yue'e was very surprised. Fan Jin told her before that she no longer needed to eat. Immortal cultivators ate too much, and there were various impurities in the food, which actually affected their cultivation.

Since Fan Jin had agreed, Yue'e naturally had nothing to object to.The guests did as they wished, and the two followed the Eighth Prince closely and walked towards the weaving hall.

The Eight Princes' Mansion is magnificent, resplendent and extravagant, and Yue'e's eyes are dazzled.Coupled with the commentary given by the Eighth Prince along the way, Yue'e couldn't help praising him.

The palace is so big that under the leadership of the Eighth Prince, it took a full stick of incense to arrive at the side hall that the Eighth Prince mentioned.I saw people coming in and out at the door, carrying all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas.

Entering the side hall, there is only a large revolving dining table in the hall, on which all kinds of delicacies have been laid out, many of which Yue'e has never seen before, let alone Fan Jin, an outsider.

At first Fan Jin thought that there were many people eating together, but in the end there were only three of them, and the other servants withdrew after serving the dishes.

The Eighth Prince talked eloquently, and naturally knew more secrets than Yue'e. Fan Jin listened with such interest that he forgot what he was eating.

At a certain moment, the cup that the Eighth Prince toasted to Fan Jin was inaccurate, and fell directly to the ground.The moment the cup fell to the ground, the Eighth Prince quickly got up and took several steps back.

Before Yue'e and Fan Jin could react, the ceiling above the dining table burst suddenly, and a huge cage fell from the sky, trapping Fan Jin and Yue'e inside.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, Yue'e cried out inwardly, it was too late.On the other hand, Fan Jin was sitting firmly at the table, holding a piece of meat, and chewing it.

"Eighth Prince, what does this mean? If you want to invite Fan to dinner every day, just say it, and the merger is so laborious?" Fan Jin wiped his mouth and asked calmly.

"The Vulture Palace is so powerful? It's not that the disciples of the Vulture Palace have never killed them before. They really regard themselves as personalities, and they will make you live or die." The Eighth Prince's face was indifferent, and the smile before Disappeared without a trace.

"Oh! Fan is so scared, I beg the Eighth Prince to show you your hand and let me go." Fan Jin looked pitiful, with helplessness in his eyes.

"Sure, let the bitch next to you hand over the "Heart Sutra". If this king is happy, I might as well leave your whole body." The Eighth Prince said thoughtfully with his hands behind his back.

"You let him go. I'm a man of truth. If you have anything to do, come to me. Don't hurt the innocent." Yue'e looked at Fan Jin guiltily, and took all the responsibility on herself.

"That door of mine was carved from ten-thousand-year-old nanmu. Do you know how precious it is? If you say you will blow it up, you will blow it up. It would be too cheap to kill you." The Eighth Prince cursed loudly.

"Then it seems that there is nothing to talk about?" Fan Jin threw the bone in his hand and stood up suddenly.

"Haha, I don't know how to live or die, you all come in." The Eighth Prince shouted towards the door.

The servants who went out before were all disguised as minions of the Eighth Prince, and there were many immortal cultivators among them.This Eighth Prince is extremely cunning, in order to be on the safe side, he was alone as a bait, and did not show his fangs until all the bureaus were set up.

"Be prepared enough, careless, careless." Fan Jin said shaking his head.

"That's not dead, wait for you to die, the little girl next to you, I'll let these house slaves try something new, haha" The Eighth Prince looked at Fan Jin in the cage, and he was in a good mood.

Before the Eighth Prince could finish laughing, the abnormality trembled. In the cage in front of him, Fan Jin disappeared out of thin air. When he reappeared, one of the cultivators didn't make a sound, and Fan Jin had already twisted his neck.

"Hurry up. Stop him quickly." The Eighth Prince never dreamed that his elaborate plan would suddenly become a display without any use for it. Now the Eighth Prince panicked.

Fan Jin shot one after another, and took the lead in killing several immortal cultivators. One of the immortal cultivators should have reached the peak of the Apocalypse Realm, and it took a lot of effort to kill him.

Without the support of immortal cultivators, these other people are not even as good as cannon fodder. If Fan Jin wants to kill them, he doesn't need to use spells.With his martial arts practiced in the True Martial Secret Realm, killing these people is like mowing grass.

Fan Jin didn't want to kill too many people, as long as the culprit was punished, the other accomplices would naturally scatter and cause no trouble.

The Eighth Prince was terrified a long time ago, and now he was hiding behind a table and shivering.Until this moment, he hadn't figured out how Fan Jin got out of the cage.

The cage was specially tailored for immortal cultivators, no matter how powerful the magic spell was, it was born to be the nemesis of immortal cultivators, and many immortal cultivators fell on this cage, and never made a mistake.

(End of this chapter)