Shi Yu summoned a ceremonial official from the Jinling Realm and quietly asked him about Jin Jueling. He learned that the Pang family belonged to the upper-middle tribe in the Jinling Realm and had a place in the Council of Elders.
The Golden Jueling is not only a formation formation eye, but also a status symbol awarded by the Elders Council to each major tribe. It is usually kept by the tribal masters. If the Golden Jueling is lost, the elder's seat is not guaranteed.
This matter is not a secret, and it doesn't matter if the etiquette officer informs Shi Yu. It's just that Shi Yu is so young and can kill people and seize treasures, but it makes him look at it a few more times.
"Is this Pangzi crazy? Let someone bring such an important thing into the wood spirit world casually?" Knowing the key points of Jin Jueling, Shi Yu played with Jin Jueling and chatted with Gao Meng.
"I'm afraid I didn't bring them in casually. There should be both masters and important disciples among the group of people. They were used to intimidate and save lives. You are really powerful. You killed all the people and stole the treasure." Gao Meng fought with the army for a long time and thought.
You have to be more careful than Shi Yu.
"Master? Maybe there is one, but an important person?" Shi Yu recalled for a long time, but he didn't think there was any important person worth noting in that conflict. He simply didn't think about it and casually threw away the golden order, "Gao Meng,
I'll give you this token. You can take it back and claim the merit. It will be regarded as the merit of this mission. It will also look good on your father's face."
"Forget it! You are harming me! With my three-legged cat skills, I am still wandering around with tokens on the territory of the Golden Spirit Realm. Sooner or later, I will be cut into pieces." Gao Meng shook his head, "And what kind of achievement is this?
, I didn’t grab it, how can you get it so cheap when you are in the military?”
After thinking for a while, Gao Meng said again: "You said master..."
"Pah!" Gao Meng slapped him hard. Shi Yu was holding Jin Jueling hard and thinking blindly. He was shocked when he saw Gao Meng suddenly slap him in the middle of speaking.
Gao Meng was staring at Mo Yudan's back and talking. Seeing that his ears seemed to move slightly, he immediately felt something was wrong and slapped himself first. Seeing that Mo Yudan didn't respond, he continued to speak cautiously: "Well, Ancestor Mo is so powerful.
Meng, do we need to be more showy? Find a stick, hang this token on the front of the car, and let the bastards in the Golden Spirit Realm watch! If they dare to rob, they will be beaten. If they don’t, they will be humiliated. You can’t
You’ve lost your prestige, don’t you think?”
Gao Meng kept staring at Mo Yudan's back as he spoke, feeling that he seemed to be nodding his head in approval. He became bolder and more courageous.
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He said excitedly: "It's best if you tie up the other things you snatched from the Golden Spirit Realm. It'll be embarrassing and embarrassing, and it will make it difficult for them not to take action."
When Shi Yu saw Gao Meng staring at Mo Yudan's back and talking, he knew that his senior brother didn't like his cowardly attitude of being submissive and hesitant. Moreover, in this golden spirit world, he would not be let go even if he backed down, so he simply fought.
Shi Yu gritted his teeth hard and felt excited: "I'll do what you say, do it!"
"Ding dong~~Ding dong~~~"
The Jin Jueling hanging on the front of the car hit the iron rod from time to time, making a crisp sound.
Although the monks from the Golden Spirit Realm walking aside were full of anger, they were helpless.
It’s not that there were no passionate people to snatch and stop them, it’s just that these etiquette officials were not very high-level, so there was no need for Mo Yudan and Yu Wubing to take action. Even if Shi Yu took action at will, he could easily get rid of these people.
"Haha, I didn't expect that I could walk in the Golden Spirit Realm with such dignity and ease. These people they sent are not enough!" Gao Meng was so happy that he couldn't help but provoke Jin Jue with a stick from time to time.
Let it hit louder.
"When we meet the elder, someone will do justice to us!" A ceremony officer standing next to Gao Meng said angrily with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
"Then just wait and see who among you in the Golden Spirit Realm can beat the ancestor in front of you. If you can do it, why do you still need to beg us for peace talks?" Gao Meng looked rough and had no shortage of harsh words.
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The ceremony officer turned his head and didn't look at Jin Jueling, but he couldn't stop the clanging sound like a slap after slap on his face.
Such a public humiliation would naturally fall in the eyes of the various tribes in the Golden Spirit Realm who were passing by. The bruised and swollen receiving team proved that they had worked hard, but were severely punished by the messenger of Shenyu.
"Hey! God Yu bandits! How dare you fight with the leader of this clan!"
When the team first passed through the avenue next to a tribe, an irrepressible Golden Spirit monk jumped out.
After the team stopped slowly, Mo Yudan glanced at him lightly and said in a deep voice: "Junior brother, send him away."
Shi Yu was still wondering if this was the competition that his senior brother said, but Gao Meng kicked him in the butt unceremoniously, knocking the unsuspecting Shi Yu off the chariot.
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Turning back and glaring at Gao Meng, Shi Yu patted the footprints on his butt and walked up to the Jinling clan leader. He looked him up and down and said disdainfully: "You can't do it! Go back and find someone more powerful."
Shi Yu tried his best to figure out his senior brother's preferences, and acted tough and high-profile in the golden spirit world. From the corner of his eye, he saw his senior brother nodding slightly. He felt happy and raised his chin high.
"You little beast is looking for death!"
The leader of the Jinling clan was furious and struck at him with his fists.
Shi Yu shook his head, turned slightly to avoid the iron fist that had no brute force, waved his palm and pressed lightly on his vest, and the clan leader was carried far away with all his strength, and he fell on the road on his back.
In the center, a huge puff of smoke rose.
"Hahaha!"
The Shenyu monks all laughed. Although Shi Yu did not seriously injure or kill this person, the effect of showing off his power was not bad at all.
The clan leader became so angry that he quickly got up from the ground, roared and rushed over again. This time he did not rush and fight, but stabilized the chassis and waved his fists like windmills.
Shi Yu shook his head again. He saw that this little clan leader was just fighting him with his brute strength and ferocity, without any rules or real martial arts skills. To put it bluntly, he was just the security chief of Shenyu Village.
, I really can’t get on the stage.
Not wanting to entangle any more, Shi Yu raised his foot and kicked the clan leader on the chest. His open and closed stance exposed his entire chest, and Shi Yu was embarrassed to let go of this huge flaw.
"boom"!
The clan leader flew out again, smashed through several courtyard walls, and landed in the distance. This time he failed to get up to attack. Shi Yu tried to put some more effort into it, but he was knocked unconscious by the kick.
"It's boring!" Gao Meng sat in the car and watched Shi Yu walking back slowly. He really hoped to see a fight that would allow Shi Yu to use his full strength. It would be better to add some color to it, so that it would be interesting.
"Next time you dare to kick me, I will teach you a lesson first!" Shi Yu shook his fist at Gao Meng.
After boarding the chariot, Shi Yu suddenly found that the team did not continue to march, but was still waiting at the same spot. He turned his head and looked ahead in surprise.
Mo Yudan's car was blocking two people, one of whom was young and similar to himself.
