Chapter 82 Fengxi Village

"I know that His Royal Highness Prince Mu has great magical powers, so I am begging for Prince Mu's help!"

The clay Buddha lowered his body. Many years ago, he had told fortunes for Xiongba.

At that time, he recognized Xiongba's character and knew that if he told the whole story, Xiongba would not leave him any chance to survive.

Therefore, at the beginning he only gave Xiongba half a sentence of criticism.

The second half of the message could only be revealed ten years after it was left.

Because of this incident, Xiongba did not attack him, and he lived for more than ten years.

But now the ten-year period is up, and he has been captured by Xiongba. He knows that this time, Xiongba will not let him go no matter what.

But he also took into account the only variable - Zhao Mu.

But when he wanted to spy more, he encountered backlash from the heavens, and his eyes were blinded not long ago!

Right now, if he wants to survive, he can only ask Zhao Mu for help.

"It is said that the clay Buddha can know the past and the future. Since he expected me to come here today, he must have known my answer, right?"

Zhao Mu looked at the extremely respectful clay Buddha in front of him and smiled!
"Of course I know. Thank you very much, Your Highness!"

"I also have something to say to Your Highness!"

"If you want to find the way to immortality, you need only look to the deep snowfield!"

Zhao Mu narrowed his eyes when he heard this, looked at the clay Buddha, and nodded silently.

"Then I won't disturb your conversation anymore!"

Upon seeing this, the Clay Buddha looked at Nie Feng deeply, then turned around and sat aside.

Nie Feng looked at Zhao Mu in front of him, and became more and more confused.

He felt as if this clay Buddha had colluded with Zhao Mu. What the two said was confusing and he couldn't understand it at all.

But he still remembered what the Clay Buddha had said before, that he would be in great danger this time and that only Zhao Mu was his destined benefactor who could save his life.

"Your Highness Prince Mu, what you just said to the Clay Buddha..."

Nie Feng was about to ask, but Zhao Mu interrupted him with a smile.

"These have nothing to do with you, but you are about to face a disaster!"

Hearing this, Nie Feng silently looked at the clay Buddha.

"You don't have to look at the clay Buddha. I don't have his ability to tell fortunes, and I have never seen him before. But I know the hatred between you and Xiongba!"

"Now that Xiong Ba has achieved his hegemony, you can imagine the fate of you, the son of his enemy! He will not leave a scourge around him!"

Nie Feng was shocked when he heard this, and he admitted that what Zhao Mu said was true.

He had also thought about this problem. He hated Xiongba, and Xiongba naturally knew it. He just didn't know when Xiongba would attack him.

Now that Zhao Mu reminded him, he finally understood.

For Xiongba, now is the perfect time.

"Please give me some advice, Your Highness Prince Mu!"

"Over the years, you have often gone to Lingyun Grotto to pay homage to your father. Have you ever thought about going in and taking a look?"

Hearing this, Nie Feng was slightly stunned and shook his head.

"Lingyun Cave is dangerous. My father's revenge has not yet been avenged, so I dare not go deeper!"

In Nie Feng's heart, he has two enemies, one is Xiongba, and the other is the Fire Kirin in Lingyun Cave.

But he knew very well that the Fire Qilin was a rare beast from heaven and earth, and its strength was even more terrifying than that of Xiongba.

Before he could defeat Xiongba, he dared not go to Lingyun Cave to cause trouble for Fire Qilin!
"Your father left your Ao family's unique skills in Lingyun Cave. You can go and get them back. With this, you may be able to compete with Xiongba!"

Hearing what Zhao Mu said, Nie Feng felt a little hesitant.

He didn't know whether what Zhao Mu said was true. If not, his trip would be in danger.

But if it is true, this may be his only chance now!
"There are still two days until Xiongba's coronation ceremony. You can leave on your own!"

"I'll be waiting for you in Fengxi Village outside the city. You can find me there then!"

After Zhao Mu finished speaking, he stood up and walked outside.

Nie Feng looked at Zhao Mu's back, hesitated for a long time, and decided to seize this opportunity. Anyway, he had no way out, so he might as well give it a try.

but……

Nie Feng turned around and looked at the clay Buddha!
"Senior, what are you going to do now?"

"Now that we are here, we naturally need to go see Xiongba!"

"Senior, aren't you afraid? If you go there this time, I'm afraid you will..."

"I believe in the promise of His Royal Highness Prince Mu!"

The clay Buddha said this and walked towards the door.

Seeing that even the Clay Buddha trusted Zhao Mu so much, Nie Feng finally made up his mind.

"Someone, send the senior to Tianxiahui! I need to go out for something!"

Nie Feng gave an order and then disappeared into the crowd.

On the other side, after Zhao Mu left the inn, he headed straight out of the city.

Fengxi Village is located thirty miles north of Tianfu City.

The small fishing village nestled in the mountains and beside the water appears peaceful and tranquil.

At the riverside at the entrance of the village, a group of villagers gathered together, talking!

"This guy looks like a gangster! Why is he so black all over?"

"It looks like it was burned by a fire. Check to see if it's still breathing!"

A group of villagers scrambled to lift the man out of the water.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I touched that person, I felt a burning sensation on my hand.

Everyone was so scared that they quickly let go.

"This guy is so hot!"

The villagers usually make a living by fishing, and had never seen such a scene before. They were so frightened that they stood there, at a loss as to what to do.

Just at this moment, a middle-aged man dressed as a fisherman came up.

"Let me take a look!"

"Old Yu, this guy is very hot to the touch, you better be careful!"

The villagers around him started to remind him, but Lao Yu didn't care at all. He squatted down and checked the man's condition. Then, Lao Yu turned around and spoke to everyone!

"Help me, get some wood and carry him to my house! He's still alive and can be saved!"

Hearing this, the villagers hurriedly got busy.

Soon, the injured person was sent to Lao Yu's home.

"Dad, this guy looks so fierce, and he's holding a strange-looking sword in his hand. If he wakes up, will he..."

A little girl nearby was boiling medicine while she unconsciously glanced at the person lying on the bed.

"Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I don't care about those things!"

As Lao Yu spoke, he tried to pry open the man's hand and take out the sword, but he tried his best but failed.

Just at this moment, the man lying down suddenly opened his eyes.

The next second, the sword was already across Lao Yu's throat.

"What are you doing?" The girl next to her was startled and screamed.

"Chu Chu, don't worry!" Old Yu hurriedly spoke to comfort the girl, then looked at the man and said.

"Little brother, I have no ill intentions. I just saw that you were injured and wanted to help you heal!"

Hearing this, the man looked down at himself. At this moment, his whole body was charred without a single piece of healthy skin.

He silently put away the sword in his hand and struggled to stand up.

"Thank you!" the man said coldly and turned to leave.

"Little brother, with this sword, your wounds will never heal!"

(End of this chapter)