Chapter 658

There is no spiritual energy on Xiping Mountain on Wangyue Lake. It towers into the clouds and has no spiritual objects, but at least some mortal plants grow there. There are not even ordinary vegetation here, just a bare stretch of sand and stone.

Li Zhouwei does not just look at these things on the surface, but secretly calculates in his heart:

"Although this place is extremely barren, there is no Tai Xu. It is a good place to avoid the prying eyes of Zifu, but it is a pity that one cannot practice."

The long-bearded demon waited on the side. Ding Qiao was in a bad mood and didn't talk much with him, driving the spirit artifact to gallop past. The Bi Shui Scale Beast was like a bright underwater mountain range, quietly lurking on the seabed. Ding Qiao went all the way, and the Wu Jia demon waited early, welcoming him with a wagging tail.

"Three lords!"

Dongfang Dingqiao obviously had no interest in talking to him, and the Wu Jia demon saw at a glance that he was in a bad mood, docile like a sheep. Ding Qiao waved his hand and ran down, waving his whip to drive the beast.

Ding Qiao landed in front of the hall, shook his robes, and then let out a breath, showing a smile, and said softly: "Please!"

The two demons and one person entered, but found that there was already a person standing in the hall, his sleeves neatly arranged, with an elegant smile on his face, waiting on the side. Seeing the three enter, he bowed and said: "Greetings, Crown Prince! Greetings, two fellow Daoists!"

"Uncle Eastern Heyun!"

Ding Qiao hurriedly stepped aside and bowed respectfully. The dragon crown prince was full of smiles and said politely: "Uncle is busy with ten thousand things. It is rare to be able to come to my hall to talk!"

Dongfang Eastern Heyun bowed politely and said warmly:

"Hearing that the Crown Prince came to this dangerous place, I waited here early. I also followed along the way just now, but I was afraid of disturbing the Crown Prince's interest, so I didn't make a sound..."

He was always half a step slower than Dongfang Dingqiao, sent him to the main seat, and waited for the host and guests to be seated before sitting down on the side. He arranged his sleeves very elegantly and said softly: "After all, Li Xunquan is at least a thousand-year-old demon. He is delirious. Even if he is bound by the Fuxi Bound Qilin Rope, he will inevitably stretch his claws. There are also many dangers at the bottom of the abyss. Although the Crown Prince's dragon power is vast, I am afraid of startling the driver and offending the guests."

"Thank you, Uncle!"

Dongfang Dingqiao was also full of smiles because of what he said, while Bai Rong carefully observed Dongfang Eastern Heyun, secretly shocked in his heart: "Is this Dongfang Eastern Heyun? I see that apart from having no supernatural powers, he is no different from Zifu. No wonder Tuoba Zhongyuan was beaten to pieces by him. This dragon cloud is probably able to protect itself in the hands of Zifu..."

He looked at him two or three times, and suspicion arose in his heart again: "Is he really not at the Zifu level? There is only this one dragon cloud in the world. Who can understand his true strength? Could it be that he has already reached the Zifu level, and the Dragon Lord has hidden his supernatural powers!"

Ding Qiao paused here and said softly: "Uncle, I don't know the 【Fuxi Bound Qilin Rope】, can you tell me about it?"

"Oh?"

Dongfang Eastern Heyun said softly: "The 【Fuxi Bound Qilin Rope】 is Yao Chenlin's magic artifact. This spirit rope uses the extreme pain in the world to wear down the mind. You young people don't know."

"Pain is not a small matter, but the number one enemy of wearing down the mind. Long-term torture will make tears unstoppable. Hatred, love, the heart of seeking the Dao... all things are forgotten, only the pain is filled, and only the luxury of seeking a moment of rest remains."

"The 【Fuxi Bound Qilin Rope】 has this use."

His tone was calm, with an elegant taste, but the content he said was a bit cruel:

"This thing only loves to hear people beg for mercy. It often binds tighter and tighter, and the pain of cracking bones is infinite. Only by howling and begging for mercy can it loosen a little. If the mouth stops, the pain will be a hundred times greater. It just uses this method to wear down the mind."

"After thousands of years, only the thought that begging for mercy can get rest remains in the mind. Li Xunquan can still respond, which shows the strength of his mind."

"What a cruel treasure..."

Dongfang Eastern Heyun talked all the way down, and Dongfang Dingqiao's brows never relaxed. He was the one closest to Wei Li, and immediately fell silent.

Dongfang Eastern Heyun finished chatting with Ding Qiao, sipped his wine, looked at Li Zhouwei, and laughed:

"This must be Bai Lin!"

"Minghuang greets the senior..."

Li Zhouwei replied, Dongfang Eastern Heyun just nodded, didn't talk much with him, and said to the fox: "Give my regards to the adult for me."

He was polite for a few words, soon retreated, bowed in front of the hall, and disappeared, leaving Li Zhouwei with a meaningful look.

Ding Qiao was in a much better mood, raised his glass to the two, and looked at the direction Dongfang Eastern Heyun left, secretly happy in his heart.

All the dragon sons have always been the most precious batch in the East Sea, and rarely put Foundation Establishment in their eyes. He, Dongfang Dingqiao, has always been gentle. For these Foundation Establishments, and even Dongfang Eastern Heyun, it is not to say that they are polite, at least they are treated with courtesy.

"Those brothers of his... have a strong heart to drive Uncle Eastern Heyun, and they have instructions for everything... Now they should be in a dilemma!"

Dongfang Eastern Heyun's attitude toward him was naturally good. If it were other dragon sons, protecting him all the way would be the limit. Where would he specially appear to see him, and still politely come to have a glass of wine?

"Dongfang Eastern Heyun is just one, and there will be Minghuang, Bai Rong in the future..."

He watched the distance quietly, and it took a long time before he turned his head to look at Li Zhouwei, quite happy, and said softly:

"Since Minghuang is unwilling to accept the ancient spirit artifact, how can I let the two brothers run for nothing? That would be my fault!"

Dongfang Dingqiao clapped his hands gently, and two demons came up outside the hall, both holding stone boxes, walking respectfully to the front. Ding Qiao said solemnly:

"Two brothers, this thing cannot be refused. As the host, I just express my heart!"

Li Zhouwei watched the stone box being sent up, prepared early, and pondered in his heart:

"This is what the Bai Rong fox said about making friends with the two of us..."

Ding Qiao may not know who is in the abyss, but as the inviter, he is nine out of ten likely to know that the person below was harmed by Luoxia Mountain, and even more knows that this person is related to the Dragon clan and Wei Li.

"If not, why must I be called? And how can it play the role of making friends?"

And more considerations are probably the game between the Dragon clan and Luoxia Mountain. Ding Qiao presented all this nakedly, almost telling his own Luoxia Mountain that he had bad intentions.

"Dongfang Eastern Heyun even specially came here, appeared, and told me how painful the 【Fuxi Bound Qilin Rope】 is - Luoxia Mountain treats the late Wei Li Crown Prince like this, can it still have good intentions toward my Li family, toward me, Li Zhouwei?"

"The Dragon clan was on good terms with Wei Li many years ago. Now that I am a Foundation Establishment, they invite me into the sea. The attitude is already very clear... As for the Great Lishan Fox clan... what role do they play in it?"