Chapter 594 The Prestige of the Holy Land

Before participating in the Red Sky Meeting, I had thought a lot about the way and appearance of these great figures, but when I saw it, I realized that it was far from what I had imagined. Although Fang Yuan's current Dao heart and understanding of the world seemed to be expected, this kind of chaos seemed to be expected, but after seeing it, I still felt it was very absurd, even... nonsense!

It sounds like everyone has a point in what they say, they all start from righteousness, and they can also find some righteousness for their own words, but when various opinions and meanings are intertwined, a phenomenon appears, that is chaos!

In the main hall, there is no quarrel, there is a lot of talk.

Everyone is opening their mouths, and shutting their mouths about the world, and they seem to be full of reason, but they are in a mess.

In the side hall, all the junior monks looked a little ugly, even embarrassed.

They are not fools. Naturally, they can hear that many of the seemingly reasonable and even righteous proposals from the elders are more or less mixed with considerations of other factors, such as planning for the future situation, laying out the relationship of interests, and even some open and secret struggles against old grievances and new enemies. This more or less makes these proposals taste different.

Young people are always more ideal, and they naturally hope that this grand meeting of the Red Cross can be as imagined, united as one, united as one, destroying the world seems to get rid of the hidden dangers of this world, gather the power of the world, and resist the catastrophe!

But they also know that this is basically impossible...

Can they say that their elders thought wrong?

Because even they themselves, after thinking about it carefully, have to admit the existence of those problems.

As long as you are in that seat, you will naturally have to consider those issues...

It is even said that, to a certain extent, they came to the side hall to observe this discussion, which in itself meant that there was something to learn.

Therefore, no matter what, they can only listen to it...

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From the excitement and excitement at the beginning, to the embarrassment, shame, and exhaustion later, it actually took a very short time. In the side hall, the monks of the younger generation did not look as solemn as before, as if they were facing a big enemy. They knew that this was just the beginning. Some key issues had not been mentioned yet, and the real big shots hadn't even opened their mouths yet.

And this should also be the practice of the Red Sky Festival.

The red sky event, the first seven days, are such discussions, and the next three days are the feast of the South China Sea.

Perhaps, it was just because the person who founded the meeting at the beginning knew that there would be many people fighting with red faces and swords in the discussion, so they deliberately arranged a feast in the South China Sea for the next three days, so that these fierce people who were arguing over the discussion had a room for relaxation, so as not to confront each other during the catastrophe, and secretly do something that would be detrimental to the overall situation?

Thinking about it this way, I have to admire the person who set up this red sky event in the first place.

If the former Fang Yuan had heard the chaos at this meeting and guessed the selfishness behind those people's righteous faces, he might have been filled with righteous indignation, but after experiencing the incident in Xueyuan, his Dao heart has become firm, but at this time he still faces each other indifferently, just unhappy in his heart.

Luo Feiling beside him seemed to sense the worry in his heart, so he came over.

Gently took his hand, and said in a low voice: "Brother Fang Yuan, are you a little annoyed?"

Fang Yuan glanced at her, sighed in a low voice, and said, "I was just thinking, can we really negotiate a useful strategy like this?"

Luo Feiling shook his head, and said: "They discuss things like this mostly!"

Fang Yuan frowned even more when he heard this, he took a deep breath and didn't want to express any further opinions.

Luo Feiling also seemed to smile a little cunning, saying: "The ancestors taught me a long time. There is a realm of saints in this world, but no saints exist. They are saints. They may only be a domain, one country, or even the saints of the family. Recognizing that this world is like this, and can you find a way to really solve the problem from this situation! "

Fang Yuan was slightly taken aback when he heard Luo Feiling say such words, and looked at her in surprise.

Luo Feiling smiled a little embarrassedly: "You are so smart, you must be able to understand these words. You see, the people who have been discussing now are actually only those people from the aristocratic families, and the people from the Seven Great Holy Lands actually didn't speak up, because they all know that now is not the time for real discussion, but let these people express their thoughts first. Only when they have expressed their real inner desires can they sort out the context and formulate a real plan!"

"Then this..."

Fang Yuan was stunned for a while, then remembered the words he had read in the book: "... Compromise?"

Luo Feiling nodded vigorously, and said, "It's not good to say it's a compromise, or it should be said...balance!"

Fang Yuan was not an idiot in the first place, even if he wasn't interested, he vaguely understood some truths. Seeing this mess with his own eyes, he was a little restless at first, but at this moment, Luo Feiling was a little bit more enlightened. Thinking of all kinds of things in the world, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, admitting that what Luo Feiling said was the status quo of the world.

Luo Feiling also saw Fang Yuan's thoughts, and said: "Look, in the first few days, nothing can be discussed, but after three days, there will be elders from the Holy Land, or the elders from the Immortal Alliance, who will speak up one after another to hammer out some things. Of course, the results of the discussions may be a little different from what they thought at the beginning, but in the overall situation, they should not deviate from the original direction!"

Fang Yuan nodded quietly, suppressing the impatience in his heart.

He began to listen to Luo Feiling's words, and looked at this conference with an attitude of staying out of it.

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If several days passed, it was indeed as Luo Feiling said, countless issues were discussed in the main hall, but there was still no result.

From the attitude towards the demon domain, to the reinforcements towards the demon side, to the plan for the dark demon lord, etc., every issue has been discussed for a long time, and every issue discussed will always lead to more issues. Sometimes, this issue will even go so far that it is jaw-dropping. To some extent, it makes people feel a little absurd and incredible.

It's just that, after this chaos reached a certain level, some powerful people began to speak.

Hearing that the matter of attacking the demon domain was already arguing, and it was almost time to fight on the spot. The two sides could not stop arguing. Several people sitting at the top of the hall glanced at each other, and then seemed to have been watching from the sidelines. What? Why don’t you become a pioneer in the dojo?”

The Daoist Daoist who was arguing with Daoist Qingqiu, who was already blushing, blushed, but did not dare to refute the sword head of Xijianchi in words, and after the swordhead said about Daoist Daoist, he looked at Taoist Qingqiu again, and said with a smile: "Brother Qingqiu, don't be so anxious. You must not be ignorant of why the seven demon veins have alienated the Xianmeng. Well, from what I see, the seven great demon veins still have to try their best to win them over, and there must be an explanation for the matter of the Baifeng clan's ambush and killing of the envoys of the Immortal Alliance, but how about letting you Qingqiu fox veins take the lead in this matter?"

The Qingqiu Taoist from the Demon Realm fell silent, and after a while, he cupped his hands: "This is possible!"

In order to support the devil's side, when the various armies and horses quarreled endlessly about who should go first and who should be the last, the Immortal Emperor of Jiuchongtian smiled coldly and said calmly: "Since everyone wants their own army and horses to rush to the devil's side and don't want to suffer, then don't let the clans have such a headache.

These words were suppressed by the emperor's prestige, and the issue of the transfer of the Yujie reinforcements was settled.

There were two Daoist sects arguing over who should hand over one more spiritual vein and who should hand over one less spiritual vein. Then an elder from Riyilou smiled and said, "General Mobian is bitterly cold, and the resources have not been enough. If you are still not willing to give resources to support, then let us Yilou come forward and change the direction of the spiritual veins in the northern region of Youzhou, so how about more spiritual veins in Mobian?"

With these words, the faces of the two Daoists who were frightened changed drastically, and soon they came up with a compromise idea.

The people in Yilou can't offend them. If they do something wrong, their own spiritual veins will disappear.

Some Daoists wanted to obtain the three great immortal arts of Langya Pavilion, but Mrs. Bai of Langya Pavilion just shook her head with a smile: "No!"

"Why not?"

Madam Bai smiled and said, "Because I don't want to give it to you!"

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Fang Yuan was most stunned by the members of the Lu family. The head of the Lu family seemed to have a strong opinion on the Xianmeng. He had been arguing that he would set up inspectors to supervise the Xianmeng. He was also clearly prepared. He was eloquent, and what he said was justified and well-founded. Not only that, but he also forged many alliances in secret.

Then at this time, the ancestors of Wangqing Island in the South China Sea got angry, slammed the table and shouted: "Inspect, inspect, inspect your grandma's legs!"

The members of the Lu family immediately shut up, not daring to speak again.

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"Brother Fang Yuan, am I right?"

Luo Feiling had been happily watching the play by the side, so at this time, he came over to ask for credit with some complacency.

Fang Yuan was just a little helpless, thinking, is this the Seven Great Holy Lands?

...It's still a little different from what I imagined!

Because I am not satisfied with this draft, I revised it three times, and it took a little time. Sorry, sorry!