Mu Wang Ba Jun has always been famous in later generations. Each horse has the ability to travel 30,000 miles a day. Of course, it is far inferior to the one who is a big sacred man, but the speed is already extraordinary. Eight horses are driving rapidly in the carriage, and the speed should be faster than lightning.

The eight horses are named after the horse's fur colors: Chiji, Thieli, Baiyi, Julun, Shanzi, Quhuang, Hualiu, and Lu'er.

At this time, Chu He looked at the eight handsome horses carefully and saw that they had dragon scales on their foreheads, tails looked like phoenix tails, and qilin patterns on their backs. It was obviously a rare ancient alien species.

Deep inside, Chu He was still a little uneasy.

Can you really die in the long river of history like the Queen Mother of the West and the eight such magical horses, pulling the magic cart with a cool wind, and the waves of King Mu of Zhou, who is full of waves in the world?

If he extended his "devil's claws" to the magic car and took the last treasure of the Zhou royal family as himself, would it cause some unpredictable rebound?

Suppressing some concerns in his heart, Chu He followed Ji Gui into the magic car.

As Chu He expected, although the appearance of the magic car looks large, it is at most equivalent to the size of a villa. However, the space inside is simply amazing.

It's totally like a movable little world.

The dignified and beautiful mountains, the gentle gurgling streams, the floating clouds, the clear breeze, and a small warm day hanging above the head.

There are spiritual trees on the banks of the river, and there are strange flowers and auspicious grass everywhere in the forest.

Various vegetarian spirit beasts ran freely on the open grass, sometimes looking at Chu He and King Ji Gui of Zhou with curious eyes.

However, King Ji Gui of Zhou seemed to have been accustomed to it. He was drunk and staggered with Chu He, while walking, and introducing the various spiritual plants around him to Chu He and their origins.

Dragon Soul Tree, Phoenix Scale Flower, Divine Blood Fruit, Heavenly Demon Grass, Sleeping Fairy Vine, Witch Hand Bamboo...

Anything you take out is priceless, which can cause a sensation among hundreds of families and compete to seize the spirit plants, growing there, clusters of them, like miscellaneous trees and weeds on the roadside.

Chu He's heart was also beating faster and his blood was boiling.

But overall, he remained rational.

After all, these are all illusory to him.

It does not exist.

He has come into contact with it now, but it means that there is a certain chance of obtaining it when the copy is settled in the future, not 100%.

Just at the source of the stream and at the end of the mountain road, a luxurious palace with a unique romantic atmosphere stands on the top of the mountain.

Floating clouds surround this beautiful palace like cotton.

Around the palace, there are statues of different materials of different sizes, full of artistic sense, and almost most of them are carved with a handsome face and tall figure.

It can be guessed that the person imitating the statue must be Ji Man, King Mu of Zhou, who is very narcissistic.

The palace gate was just blocked with gauze. When the wind blew, Chu He's eyes widened.

In a trance, it seemed as if you could see countless beautiful ladies in the hall, playing and running in gauze. The smile on her face was so innocent, but her vague figure made people feel desires in their hearts.

Even Chu He, an old driver who "reads all the world's education films, has no code in his heart", was stunned for a moment.

Seeing the shock on Chu He's face, Ji Gui smiled proudly, opened the gauze in front of the door, and looked at the hall, but it was empty and nothing.

Chu He couldn't help feeling lost.

Ji Gui held the gauze in his hand and said, "Please take a closer look at it, young master."

Chu He looked closely and embroidered the gauze with unparalleled embroidery and a magical silk thread on it.

They smiled cleverly, lifelike, and seemed to have souls.

"These are thirty-seven beauties of King Mu, but they can only be hung here as curtains. Such a beauties have never even left their name. It's really a pity." Ji Gui said with a tinge, suddenly a little sad again.

Obviously, I thought of my own situation again. The difference between being a king of Zhou is so big?

Thinking about the romantic and elegant King Mu of Zhou who lives in the world, and thinking about himself, living in the Palace of the Zhou Dynasty, and seeking to survive in the cracks every day, Ji Gui felt aggrieved.

Stepping into the hall, the ice jade under your feet reflected a clear figure, a slight cool breath penetrated from the soles of your feet, making you feel comfortable all over.

"There was originally a set of Wen Yu as a replacement, but unfortunately..." It's a pity that Ji Gui didn't say anything, but the reasons and results could be guessed.

In the center of the hall, there is a majestic cauldron.

There are also inscriptions on the tripod.

Chu He carefully identified the inscriptions and hurriedly remembered them in his heart.

The inscription contains the "Xi Ming", which is as famous as "Lu Xing", which is the rule norm that King Mu of Zhou ordered his minister Bo Li to reiterate to the court officials.

If such important documents are taken out, whether they are handed over to Confucianism or Legalism, they can obtain great support and exchange them for sufficient benefits.

There is an inscription outside the cauldron, and there is fire inside the cauldron, burning in nothingness without any fuel, but it seems to be immortal.

"This is the fire of the Western Wilderness. King Mu went on an expedition to the Quanrong and flattened the barbarians, so he took back the divine fire detention that had been worshipped by generations in his temple and threw it into this cauldron." Ji Gui saw Chu He staring at the fire of the Western Wilderness, so he explained to Chu He.

Needless to say, Chu He, who had practiced the Phoenix Immortal Art, could feel the power and despair of this Western Wilderness Fire.

He could even see some pictures through a vague sense. It was on a mountain top that towered into the clouds, in the eternal temple, and the raging fire was burning without hesitation, releasing his majesty.

It was the god believed in by the people of Quanrong. Suddenly one day, the god car arrived and flew out of the god car, which represented order and rule, and forced it into the cauldron.

The fire of the Western Wilderness at its most powerful time is not even weaker than the fire of the Phoenix Nirvana.

But what Chu He wants most now is to swallow it into his stomach and turn it into part of the Phoenix Immortal Technique.

Although this technique requires hundreds of different flames to be cultivated, the quality of the flame directly determines the increase in strength and strengthening of the body after each fusion, as well as the probability of rebirth of Nirvana Fire in the future.

Walking deep into the hall, Chu He, under the leadership of Ji Gui, saw many treasures of the Zhou Dynasty.

Almost every one has an extraordinary origin, but it is also extremely labeled.

Obviously, those who were not "eyefully" were quietly replaced by the declining Zhou royal family to maintain the royal expenses and the small amount of military expenditures.

The Zhou royal family, who had lost their land, could only retain some spare energy in this way. When he arrived at Ji Gui, he had already had the illusion that the oil was exhausted and the lamp was exhausted.

"Young Master is interested in something, and you can take it away! I just ask you to leave more daily necessities for exchange." Ji Gui suddenly turned his head and said to Chu He.

The next moment, Chu He also felt an extremely powerful danger. He seemed to be staring at some indescribable evil. Once he tried to move rashly, he would be torn apart by this force.
Chapter completed!