Chapter 914 Preparing for War
Confucian Temple Conference Office.
Compared with the previous two meetings, where the rules were strict, this meeting was more casual. You could choose the seat at will, and there was no distinction between the chairperson and the last seat. People with personal friendships, family friends, and people with a lot of love often sit together in a group. The Li Sage was not present, and the Second Sage and the Literary Sage were also missing. Obviously, everyone, even the priests and the head of the academy at the Confucian Temple, felt a little relieved.
A Liang sat down on the ground, put his hands on the ground, stretched his legs, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Jingsheng Xiping has prepared desk tables and green bamboo mats. Each desk table has pens, inks, paper and inkstones, a plate of Xianjia melons and fruits, and several immortal dates from an Xianjia mansion on the Xianxia Ancient Road. The texture of the date skin If the sunset turns, there will be a few golden apricots from the Jingwei Temple of the Zhongtu Taoist Gate, the green peaches planted by the ancestors of the Yuyun Mansion next to the Wancui Pavilion, in addition to the plums and water chestnuts from different cave heaven blessed places, each of which is not in large quantity, but Looking at the colorful flowers, it was very festive. A Liang picked up a green peach and took a bite. It tasted so delicious that he narrowed his eyes in intoxication. Sure enough, this thing is delicious only when it is ripe.
When I visited Qun Yuyun Mansion, no one at Wancui Pavilion told me whether the green peaches were ripe or not. Anyway, overripe green peaches would not be bright red in color. A Liang picked a big bag because he was busy at that time. , I was walking in a hurry and didn’t say hello to Yunfu. When I walked down the mountain, I almost lost my teeth. I picked the peaches myself. I had to hold back my tears to finish them, right? The joy of being alone is not as good as the joy of everyone. Later, when he traveled around, A Liang sent many friends in the mountains and paid off several wine debts. For some reason, in the following decades, there was a saying that Wan Cuiting Bitao was not worthy of its name. Originally, a letter The top peach in the world, which was full of praises in the Fengshanshuidi newspaper, became the last one. This was a bit too much. A Liang was very aggrieved. He felt that the taste of the green peach was strange, but he didn't really mean it when he said it was the last one. So he went through several Shanshui Di newspapers that he was familiar with to express some justice for Wan Cuiting's green peach. Thinking that Qun Yuyun Mansion does not distinguish between good and bad, a very sentimental prohibition monument was erected at the foot of the mountain. A Liang and the dog were not allowed to climb the mountain to pick peaches.
A Liang repays his grudges with kindness, and still wants to say good things for the Wancuiting Bitao, saying that after eating a Wancuiting Bitao, a scholar can gain enlightenment, gather the aura of heaven and earth and turn it into literary luck, a pure martial artist can increase the skill of Jiazi, and a person who practices Taoism can refining Qi. Na, it's like divine help. Later I heard that in the past few years, Qun Yuyun Mansion had a lot of visitors, which caused the harvest of peach trees in Wancui Pavilion not to be very good.
When the matter is over, I brush my clothes and hide my fame. Being kind to others in everything and making things convenient for them everywhere is A Liang's purpose in traveling around the world.
On the table, there were also two pots of wine placed, one pot of green bamboo wine from Bamboo Sea Cave Sky, and one pot of ten-flower fermented wine from Baihua Paradise.
The wine glass is the imitation flower god cup unique to Baihua Blessed Land. It can be regarded as an official imitation, and it is expensive.
The wine glass on A Liang's table is a peach blossom cup. It is painted with a cluster of peach blossoms, both dark and light red, which are lovely, just like a woman's makeup. Next to it is a poem about flowers by Han Laofuzi, the deputy leader of the Confucian Temple.
A Liang turned to look at Xi Ping who was standing at the gate. Without A Liang asking, Xi Ping noticed his sight and said proactively: "Except for pens, ink, paper and inkstones, you can take everything else with you."
A Liang asked: "Where are the tables and bamboo mats?"
Xi Ping asked, "What do you think?"
A Liang immediately understood, yes.
Brother Xiping, you are generous and righteous.
Xiping also understood it immediately and said: "When we go back to Gongde Forest, we can also drink a pot of Yuqian Green Tea that just came out of Qingyoufu this year. Mr. Lu picked it himself and asked the Marquis to send it to the Confucian Temple. Normally Master Dong would I don’t want to drink more.”
A Liang smiled knowingly and understood again. He turned around and asked his left and right to go to Gongdelin and pack it up to take away, or simply give it to the old scholar.
Lu Zhi poured a glass of green bamboo wine and drank it all in one gulp. Why did it taste like fake wine?
The wine actually tastes good, but it doesn't always taste that good. It's the Qingshenshan wine at the Jianqi Great Wall Diezhang Shop, which I feel more comfortable drinking.
A Liang turned to Qi Tingji and asked Qi Tingji if he wanted to eat or drink. Qi Tingji smiled and said take them all. A Liang is not polite. He is a scholar who is not familiar with common affairs and is thin-skinned. It is difficult to make money. He has a lot of credit outside, so he can only swallow mud in his mouth and make small profits one after another. As for the left and right, there was no need to ask. A Liang moved the drinks, wine glasses, and fruits of the Xian family to his table. Nearby, young people such as Zhao Yaoguang and Lin Junbi were sitting. A Liang asked Xiao Tian Master, help me pass on the message. If you don’t drink, bring the jug and wine glasses. If you drink, keep the wine. Don’t be a petty person. Drink boldly. What’s the matter with the wine glass? Bring the wine glass. You can’t reach the Ascension Realm after one sip. Bring it.
A Liang quickly collected a complete set of Twelve Flower God Cups. Cups piled up on top of each other, and Aliang was left alone. He asked Zhao Yaoguang and the others to help them call friends, and they managed to collect a complete set of Flower God Cups. It was also a peach blossom cup, but the poems on the paintings were different. A Liang was filled with emotion. The Empress, the flower owner of Baihua Paradise, really knew how to be a good person.
As the leader of the Confucian Temple, Old Master Dong was the first to speak, and said in a deep voice: "Repaying grievances directly, even the wild world knows this truth, there is no reason for you not to know it."
This sentence is not addressed to the monks at the top of the mountain, but to a few academy captains who are profound enough in knowledge but are too ambitious to conquer the world.
Some masters are extremely rigorous in their studies, but often have a pedantic and old-fashioned temperament. Knowledge has many benefits for the world, but not so much when it comes to managing the world and benefiting the people.
Therefore, there are actually disputes within the Confucian Temple about certain candidates to fill the vacancy of the 72 Academy Headmasters this time.
This opening statement by the leader of the Confucian Temple made the atmosphere of the discussion instantly tense.
No matter what, when Li Sheng took that step, it meant that the Confucian Temple was definitely going to take action against the wild world this time.
Between the tables on both sides, water mist rose, and finally five landscape paintings emerged.
Everywhere in the vast world, there is an entrance to the ruins, leading to the wild world.
The Confucian Temple has names for all the four ruins: Tianmu, Taoji, Shenxiang and Sunset.
In addition, there are three ferries, namely Bingzhu Ferry, Zouma Ferry and Dimai Ferry. Among them, the Dimai Ferry has been built into a city by the Mohist Juzi.
To the north of the three ferries is the Sword Qi Great Wall which is extremely difficult to repair.
Compared with the widely spaced four Guixu, the three ferries and two sections of the Sword Qi Great Wall can be regarded as one place.
And the four ruins scattered all over the wilderness, plus the three ferries located in the northernmost part of the wilderness, these five places will be Haoran Tianxia's five footholds in the wilderness.
Each person received five booklets.
The booklet is thick and detailed, detailing the situation at the five entrances, including the geographical situation of each barbarian sect, dynasty under the mountain, and tribe, as well as the accurate distribution and reserves of various products and resources.
Yu Panshui kept staring at the scrolls carefully, and as expected, soon there were battlefields filled with smoke.
This bloated old man who looked like a rich man asked worriedly: "To the south of the Jianqi Great Wall, there is the old blind man from Shiwandashan. What should I do? If you are not careful, the connection between the Jianqi Great Wall and the three ferries will be blocked by this guy. Truncated.”
Those golden-armored puppets in the Hundred Thousand Mountains can't just move mountains. Once they join the battlefield, they will cause immeasurable battle damage to the vast world.
Especially since the old blind man is an extremely senior fourteenth realm monk, and in his own world, even Tuoyue Mountain has been able to turn a blind eye to him for thousands of years. If the old blind man insists on blocking the way, Who is going to stop it? Even if it can be stopped, Haoran's world's top combat power will be greatly hindered. For example, Yu Xuan, Great Celestial Master Zhao Tianlai, Huolong Zhenren? Do I have to accompany that old blind man to drink the northwest wind and bask in the sun every day?
As for the ordinary Ascension Realm monks, they would not be able to look at the old blind man at all. They might have their teeth stuffed between their teeth and feasted on by the Ascension Realm monster who was guarding the door.
As long as one reaches the Fourteenth Realm, especially those who are outside the great monks on the mountaintops who are in the right location, fighting against them is simply a nightmare.
Master Dong actually hesitated to speak.
However, it seems that the expression of the leader of the Confucian Temple is not solemn, but rather smiling.
A Liang looked strange.
Good guy, the old blind man really gave up all his shame for his founding disciple.
He ran to Tuoyue Mountain and stood there, pretending to wave the flag for the wild world. In fact, he was still not helping each other. He made it clear that he was telling the Confucian Temple the truth: I originally wanted to help Tuoyue Mountain, but now I have accepted someone who is both a founder and a mountaineer. Good disciple who has closed the door, because that boy is still a Confucian disciple, so he will not favor the barbaric world. If you really need my help in the future, your Confucian Temple can discuss it with my disciple. His words are helpful...
Li Huai and the Ascending Realm, Nen Taoist, who served as his retinue. At this moment, the master and servant, who are very different in age, are still strolling happily in Panshui County.
The young Taoist thought that because he had benefited from Uncle Li and became a familiar face in the Confucian Temple, he would be able to travel around the world and be stable.
I dare not say that I just lie down and enjoy myself every day. Anyway, I no longer have to worry about being struck by lightning or flying swords all day long.
Li Huai was in a good mood after seeing Chen Ping'an. While browsing the bookstore, he hinted to Taoist Nin if he had any valuables. He picked up something in good condition so that he could give it as a gift. He then went back to the old blind man who was most of his master to pay the bill. They were all members of the same family. , why are you so polite?
The young Taoist was in a better mood. While he swore to himself that he would not let the young master give gifts, he would not let the gift bring him down. At the same time, his mind fell into silence, and he quickly wandered around among the few things that were close at hand, and was dazzled by the selection.
One is that I didn't see where the old blind man was standing at that time, otherwise he would be scared to death on the spot.
The old blind man's fourteen realms are hard to kill. How difficult is it to casually chop him to death in the Ascension realm a few steps away from the Confucian Temple?
No one knows what kind of tricks the old blind man did in order to transform from being a half-master to a master.
Old Master Dong didn't say much, and after thinking about the words for a while, he just gave a vague statement, "This senior, although he was on the opposite side of the discussion before, he will definitely not get involved in this war. You can just Don’t worry. The Hundred Thousand Mountains are still neutral.”
Old Master Han poured a cup of Shihua Nian and drank it by himself. Compared with Baihua Nian, the quality was much inferior. It wasn’t that the flower owner of Blessed Land couldn’t bring out enough Baihua Nong. It was just that the Confucian Temple declined, and all the wine, fairy Every fruit and melon at home is paid for by the Confucian Temple. But the price is, of course, much lower than the market price. In fact, the drinks, melons and fruits on the table are almost all valuable and unmarketable things, but I believe that all the sects and immortals who can show their face once will not feel that they are losing money.
Lu Zhi asked in her heart: "How long will this meeting last?"
Because she saw the attitude of the Confucian Temple, after closing the door today, there was no time to open the door.
He nodded and said: "If it were at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, at least ten games would be held."
Qi Tingji smiled and comforted his chief minister: "There are not many discussions like this. As long as we survive this time, it will be difficult to have such discussions again in the future."
Lu Zhi was still a little uncomfortable and took a sip of wine.
On the other side of the Sword Qi Great Wall, the so-called discussion of more than a dozen peak sword immortals at the top of the city was actually just a few words from the boss sword immortal. If there was no objection, it would be passed.
Even if Jianfang and Yifang were discussing their own affairs, it is estimated that in less than half an hour, a large number of sword cultivators would be unable to hold on and leave with excuses. Lu Zhi had rarely participated in several important discussions of Dong Sangen or Abbot Chen Xi. The sword cultivators didn't have the guts to run away, so they gathered outside the meeting hall one by one to drink, chatting inside and drinking outside without delay. Lu Zhi was a high-level person, and there were candidates like Yue Qing and Mi Hu. At the peak level, you can sit on the steps outside and drink all the time. Some Jade Purity sword cultivators can also drink a whole bottle of wine. Poor Earth Immortal sword cultivators who are not at the highest level often get kicked after just a few sips. Go back inside, or the great swordsmen on the side will look at you and have to get up and go back. After all, once half of the seats are empty, the meeting hall will be sparse and unsightly, but Dong Sangeng and Chen Xi will actually come out themselves. Take a couple of sips.
The only exception in the history of the Sword Qi Great Wall is probably the summer palace led by Chen Ping'an.
Old Master Han said with a smile: "In this discussion, everyone outside the Confucian Temple should not be ashamed to talk about profit."
The deputy leader of the Confucian Temple who was the most "confidant" with Yasheng and who was the first to propose a complete "Orthodox Theory" said today, but it is very surprising, "fame, wealth, money, military exploits and merit are used to make exceptions in exchange for the location of the next sect, and There are a limited number of places for the next Colorful World to open. Everyone can talk about it today. Let’s chat openly without any restrictions.”
Having said this, Old Master Han glanced at Liu Caishen in Aaizhou, and then at Song Changjing in Aquarius Continent.
The young-looking Liu Hui had just finished flipping through the book, and unknowingly he had finished the fruits on the table. He asked: "Except the major dynasties and vassals in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, where did the rest of the troops come from? Just say that we Fuyao On the island, the monks on the mountain and the soldiers and horses at the foot of the mountain can be gathered together, which is not enough."
Liu Shang's remarks are not about exposing a family scandal. Everyone here knows the root cause.
Fuyao Island is only slightly better than Tongye Island.
After a great battle, apart from the shattered mountains and rivers like Fuyao Continent, the rest of the Middle Earth Divine Continent, Aai Ai Continent, Beiju Lu Continent, and Liuxia Continent, not to mention the casualties of the monks on the mountain, but only the forces at the foot of the mountain, were all relatively intact.
There were a total of eight people, including Liu Hui, who were from different continents, and the latest booklet appeared on their cases.
Old Master Han said: "After you read this, you can increase or decrease the manpower as appropriate."
Wei Ying opened the book, and after reading it quickly, she took out a few pieces of white paper from the desk, took up a pen and added the names of a group of monks from the Zhenjing Sect, as well as some forces on the mountain that had been missed by the Confucian Temple, except for her own Zhenjing Sect. , other immortal families must pay attention to their sense of proportion, otherwise they will be suspected of generosity to others. In the final analysis, they still have to be mutually beneficial. Wei Ying is not stupid enough to make herself a public enemy in order to please the Confucian Temple.
Wei Ying finally wrote the words Tongye Sect on a piece of white paper, then raised her head and asked Old Master Han: "If someone is a monk from the Tongye Sect and is willing to rush to the wild battlefield, will the Confucian Temple agree?"
Old Master Han obviously looked appreciative and nodded: "Of course there is no problem. After Sect Leader Wei returns home, he can help the Confucian Temple discuss this matter with the Tongye Sect monks."
Chao Pu, as the national counselor of the Shaoyuan Dynasty, was well aware of the forces at and above Jinjiazhou Mountain and raised several objections of his own. There was a school administrator at the Confucian Temple who was responsible for answering them.
Just for this part of the discussion about Jiuzhou's war-worthy soldiers, the discussion lasted for half an hour, and it still had not reached the final conclusion. Old Master Han gave the opinion of the Confucian Temple. When the discussion was over, everyone The continental capitals will have another discussion, and the Confucian Temple will convene more great monks from all continents to discuss it individually and work out more details.
The head of the wealthy family known as Zhuolu Songzi suddenly said: "The four entrances to the ruins and their geographical locations are obviously carefully selected by the wild world."
The spiritual energy is thin, the products are barren, and within a radius of thousands of miles, there are either water networks or high mountains, making it extremely inconvenient for the troops under the mountains to advance on the battlefield. For monk Haoran, there is really no advantage at all.
Zhao Tianlai, Zheng Juzhong, Pei Bei, Huaiyin and others all once stationed themselves at Guixu or Ferry, in order to prevent the great monks from the wild world from tampering there, and they especially needed to pay attention to the traces of the formation masters.
Master Dong asked: "Is there anything that needs to be checked and filled?"
Zheng Ju's mind moved slightly. The exit of Guixu, named Shenxiang, and the Zoumadu. Compared with the two extremely detailed maps of the Confucian Temple, there were more mountains, rivers and rivers, and the territory was nearly doubled.
Tianshi Zhao raised a hand, put his fingers together, and pointed towards the exit of Tianmu Guixu, "Pointing to the mountains and rivers." On the scroll of mountains and rivers, there were dozens of bright lights of different shades, all of which were the hidden traces of the lurking demon. . In addition, six golden threads appeared in several edge areas, which were hidden formations carefully arranged by the wild monster.
Huaiyin's scalp felt numb at the sight. Previously, he was stationed at the ferry and Guixu. Although it was not long ago, he stayed there for two or three years, but he was still conscientious, fighting the wind everywhere, helping the Confucian Temple to explore the mountains and rivers, and even spreading the land regardless of the cost. Fu Chengbing ordered more than a hundred puppets to patrol the mountains and rivers. He worked hard and was not idle all day long. He thought that he had achieved great results. He originally thought that he would stand out, but he never thought that he would fall behind.
The Lord of Baidi City and the Great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, these two are not hiding things. They had previously deliberately concealed these inside stories from the Confucian Temple. It was clearly Zheng Juzhong and Zhao Tianlai who, after leaving the ferry, relied on their respective magical powers. According to the latest survey, The result of testing.
Huolong Zhenren was a little embarrassed for the first time. He was so angry when compared with others, and his poor Taoist became the same as a loser.
I have no choice but to work harder next time in the wild world. A tree needs its skin and a person needs his face. As a human being, you should not be too shady.
Yu Xuan asked: "Can Guixu itself have Tuoyueshan's back-up plan?"
Old Master Dong nodded and said, "This possibility cannot be ruled out."
Yuan Yu said: "We must prepare for the worst. It can be assumed that every Guixu comrade has a throne demon with the same combat power as Fei Fei."
Liu Qixiao asked: "Does Chief Yuan Shan have any countermeasures?"
Yuan Yu nodded, and there was another booklet on all the desks.
The root cause of the ordinary scholars who sit back and talk eloquently is that they are often able to raise questions but cannot solve them, or they simply never think about solving them.
Liu Qi opened the book casually, nodded and smiled, Mr. Yuan's remarks were on target.
The names of Mrs. Dandan of Lushuikeng, who is in charge of land and water transportation in the world, the water lords of the five great lakes including Li Yehou of Jiaoyue Lake, and a large number of water gods, narcissus and water descendants, all appear on the book one by one, including those from China. The water king of Mirage Lake in Shenzhou, Lingyuan Gong of Jidu in Luzhou in the north, and Shen Lin in Xundian in the south. Li Yuan, the Marquis of Longting. Yang Hua, the water god of the Tiefu River in the Great Li Dynasty of Aquarius Continent, an old dragon in the Qiantang River in the southeast... In short, the high water gods of each continent, as well as their general power and the depth of the water palace, have been recorded in detail by the Confucian Temple, and every penny will be compared.
A Liang clicked his tongue and said in wonder: "The water god's escort is a bit interesting."
Before the soldiers and horses move forward with food and fodder, where the troops will come from and how they will generally march, then it is time to talk about garrisoning in the wilderness.
The Mohist giant, one man and one city at the Dimai Ferry, will continue to move south. Within the big city, two hundred thousand elite soldiers can be stationed under the mountain.
In addition, there are more than 6,000 people from the three branches of the Mo family, and they will join forces with the craftsman family to dispatch a total of more than 12,000 Qi practitioners.
Both sides relied on the two ferries of Bingzhu and Zouma respectively, and were responsible for building huge cities that could also move southward.
The other four entrances to the market are all decorated.
In the lineage of Xuanfulu, the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain has returned to the ruins in Tianmu and Shenxiang respectively. They each used Fulu warriors and mountain-moving puppets to open roads, move mountains and build bridges.
The military monks and the Yin-Yang family formation masters were responsible for setting up large formations near the two Guixu sites of Tingji and Rizhui respectively to gather the spiritual energy of the mountains and rivers.
The merchants are responsible for throwing money, and using fairy money to create the visions of heaven and earth at the four major ruins, full of spiritual energy.
Qi practitioners from two families, farmers and herbalists, are responsible for planting fairy plants and grains everywhere.
In addition, the Confucian Temple mobilized all the remaining sword boats and mountain ferries in the world that had been built in preparation for the war but were not used.
As for all the cross-continental ferries, let alone the Confucian Temple, they were all requisitioned and the losses were symbolically compensated afterwards. Yulong Sect and Luhua Island will be built into temporary ferries.
Among them, all the debts owed by the Song family of Dali to the Mo family will be borne by the Confucian Temple. The Confucian Temple will also give an additional amount of fairy money to the Song family of Dali.
Song Changjing had no objection to the immortal money and said, "Give the Great Li Dynasty at least three more sects."
Old Master Dong smiled and said: "It's feasible. Just three, no more."
Master Huolong said in a deep voice: "Even if the sword cultivators from Luzhou in Beiju volunteer to rush to the battlefield, the Confucian Temple can no longer show no mercy."
Master Dong nodded and said, "Of course."
The Grand Priest of the Liji Academy smiled and said, "I'd like to trouble you, Master, to come up with a charter. What kind of compensation will be given to sword cultivators at what level? We'll be waiting here at the Confucian Temple. You Beiju Luzhou just speak up."
The Grand Priest Wine said to Lin Junbi: "Junbi, you will be responsible for handling this matter with Master Huolong later."
Lin Junbi stood up after receiving the order and bowed to Master Huolong without saying a word.
He is a swordsman from the Yinguan lineage, so he is half a member of Beiju Luzhou.
Therefore, there is no need for polite words with the Fire Dragon Master. Even saying more would seem redundant.
Master Huolong had a good impression of this boy.
It's pleasing to the eye.
I heard that in the summer palace of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, a sword cultivator from the Yinguan lineage worked as a hidden official for several years, and also participated in the battlefield many times. As for breaking through the three realms in three years, it is a very secondary matter.
Master Han suddenly said: "Here at Luzhou in Beiju, you can tell all the sword cultivators frankly that even if you go on a sword-wielding journey in the wild world, you don't need to draw a sword, and you don't have to distinguish between high and low realms. This is the Confucian Temple." Bian, I’ll still give you the money, don’t be embarrassed.”
Master Huolong smiled and asked: "What if it is a young sword cultivator who rushes to the Great Wall of Sword Qi for the first time? Does the Confucian Temple also give money?"
Old Master Dong said sternly: "Here, why don't you give it! Even if the Confucian Temple needs to borrow money from someone with this fairy money, it will not frown."
The God of Wealth of the Liu family in Aaizhou smiled and said: "In the next hundred years, we will not want 10% of Liu's income from the snow money."
Old Master Dong smiled and asked, "Isn't this kind of business appropriate?"
Liu Jubao smiled and said nothing.
Old Master Han nodded and said, "But since Liu Caishen said it himself, it's hard for the Confucian Temple to shirk it, otherwise it will appear to be hypocritical."
Liu Jubao nodded slightly.
Master Huolong opened his eyes and dared to fall in love with Master Dong. He said earlier that he should not be embarrassed when talking about money. Was this to pave the way for the Confucian Temple itself?
So Master Huolong glanced at the fat woman.
Mrs. Dandan is a little confused.
Yu Xuan smiled and comforted in his heart: "This is the way a poor man looks at a rich man. Mrs. Dandan doesn't need to pay attention to this kind of jealousy."
Mrs. Dandan received the "reminder" and immediately said in a trembling voice: "Lushui Keng is willing to give up all his family assets and hand them over to the Confucian Temple to take care of."
People are too big to go to heaven. I like to visit mountains when I see gods. If you see a ghost, you will be afraid of the dark.
She was really afraid of hurting Master Huolong.
A dignified Great Celestial Master with the surname of Longhu Mountain, who was like a bandit leader on Luzhou Mountain in the north, blocked the entrance of Lushuikeng. In more than a few days, two huge fire dragons with a length of ten thousand feet were swimming rapidly in the water. Every day Walking around the Lushui Keng, this is nothing, the key is that Master Huolong dares to say anything, and has the shame to say anything harsh. Outside the gate, he has to help Mrs. Dandan count the days every day, because Master Huolong said that the dragon Brother Zhao from Hushan is a poor Taoist brother. After getting his flying sword to send a message, without saying a word, he has already gone down the mountain with his seal and sword, and will visit Lushui Keng soon.
Of course, Mrs. Dandan was living like a year, so she could only hold on to the end.
As for the group of water-born monsters hiding in Lu Shui Pit, they are shivering every day, as if they are mourning for their heirs. Day after day, they always feel that every tomorrow, they may catch a glimpse of the face of the Heavenly Master, and then be split open by that fairy sword. If the Lushui Pit is banned, if you hit it with the Heavenly Master's Seal, and stir up the two fire dragons of the Fire Dragon Master again, won't they be dead?
Mrs. Dandan's statement at least left some room for taking care of things, but she didn't say that everything was given away for free.
But if the Confucian Temple is cruel, everyone will be in trouble. At worst, she would treat it as a waste of money and disaster.
Not to mention the fishing immortal stationed under his command at the Xielong Stone, and the group of lone knights in the South China Sea, only the narcissus spirits and tens of thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals in Lushuikeng. Except for rare guests like Zhenren Huolong, Lushuikeng In that sea, there is a real overlord, not to mention that every world is one of the ancient ruins, and there are many ancient battlefield relics left in the vast sea. There are many opportunities for the immortal family that have arisen at the right time. The sea is vast, and Lushuikeng has many minions under its command. Over the course of thousands of years, many treasures have been plundered, all of which are of good quality. Otherwise, ordinary objects would not be able to catch the eye of Mrs. Dandan. Just talk about the mountains of horned beads, and let them gradually "yellow" in the treasure house? Once upon a time, a great monk came to Lushui Pit, hoping to trade the pearls, but it turned out that he could make huge profits from Lushui Pit, but the door was not even opened.
Earn this little money? She was so ashamed.
Then the Confucian Temple gave out a list of monks stationed in various places, responsible for the early safety of the five wilderness footholds. When the battle line really unfolds, there is no need to be the "followers".
The people on the list must be present. In addition, as certain candidates are added continuously, the Confucian Temple will continue to use its discretion. In the end, no one of the top combat forces in the world will be left behind, and no one can stay out of it.
Return to the celestial eye of the ruins.
Two deputy leaders of the Confucian Temple and three university palaces offered wine.
Shenxiang.
Yu Xuan, Zhao Tianlai, Huolong Zhenren. White clothes.
Tattoo.
Zheng is in the middle. Pei cup. Huai Yin. Guo Lotin. Liu Shang. Onion Qian.
The sun is falling.
Su Zi, Liu Qi. Song Changjing, Zhang Tiaoxia. Wei Ying, Wu Shu.
The Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Qi Tingji, Lu Zhi. A Liang, left and right.
Old Master Dong said: "At present, we can only talk about war on paper and conduct some battlefield simulations."
A group of Confucian Temple military commanders, including Yuan Yu, chose a barbaric stance and fought with Haoran on five battlefields.
Zheng Juzhong glanced at the troops of both sides advancing on the battlefield, but said nothing.
The lowest and most fundamental method of arithmetic is the most important thing.
The Lord of Baidi City did not speak, but the Confucian Temple had no intention of letting go of this world-leading chess player.
In particular, the three masters of martial arts were obviously looking forward to Zheng Juzhong's opening.
Battlefield deduction is actually like building a building. The so-called general example is the key.
Only if the underlying structure is stable can we be qualified to talk about adding or subtracting the upper floors of the building as appropriate. The pattern of joints and tenons, the turning system, where the curves come from, the standards for side legs and rising inclinations, the rules for making and cutting large wood...
To give the simplest example, how do two Earth Immortal monks with different cultivation paths determine their precise combat power on the battlefield? It's definitely not two rigid numbers, there are fluctuations, otherwise this deduction would be just a child's play. And even if these ups and downs are taken into account, as long as it is not perfect enough and errors continue to accumulate, the results of the sand table deduction and the self-deprecating paper talk of the Confucian Temple will still be a pile of waste paper.
Lu Zhi asked: "It seems that they tried it over at the Summer Palace, but it didn't work."
He nodded and said: "It's too difficult. At that time, there were too few swordsmen who were proficient in arithmetic. And no one dared to try this easily."
A Liang sighed: "It would be great if I were in the summer palace. I can definitely help Chen Ping'an."
Qi Tingji remembered something and asked curiously: "What happened to the man who killed the dragon?"
A Liang raised his chin and nodded at the old Huaixian man who was dressed in white and had a style as good as his own, "Ask him."
The man who killed the dragon three thousand years ago was indeed weird. Not only was his behavior unreasonable, but his ways and circumstances were even more treacherous and unpredictable.
To kill the dragon, even A Liang had to say: chop melons and vegetables, chop melons and vegetables when you see them, chop them to death when you see them, and chop them to death when you encounter a bunch of them.
Regarding this matter, A Liang even went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi and had to ask the boss Sword Immortal what was going on. There was no reason to be so fierce.
No matter how high his swordsmanship was, it would never be higher than Chen Qingdu. No matter how broad his swordsmanship was, A Liang really didn't think that the man who killed the dragon was better than him.
But if it were A Liang who faced those hordes of dragons, he would never dare to say that he could be like the man in green shirt, who could easily kill the dragons with his sword like rain.
As a result, the boss Jianxian replied at that time, no matter how strong you are, you can't be stronger than me. You can figure out what I want to do with my brain.
A Liang was so angry that he almost took two children wearing crotchless pants to water the hut secretly at night.
It's even weirder now.
The man who killed the dragon most likely fell into the realm, so he disappeared for three thousand years, and now he has broken through the realm and returned to the fourteenth realm.
So A Liang licked his face and asked Zheng Juzhong: "Brother Huaixian? I'm confused about something, and I hope that I can help to clear up the confusion."
Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "I can't help you."
Zheng Juzhong and the man who killed the dragon, master and disciple, actually had a long-awaited reunion in Aquarius Continent. At that time, Zheng Juzhong, the disciple, had actually firmly surpassed the preacher.
The blind old Taoist priest "Jia Sheng" at that time was indeed honest about this matter and believed that his level of cultivation was not as good as that of Zheng Juzhong.
As for now, it’s hard to say.
When Pei Bei returned to the Middle-earth Divine Continent from Xuanxuan Mountain, this female martial arts goddess from the Daduan Dynasty once asked Baidi City.
Both of them are one of the ten people in Middle-earth.
But in the Pei Cup boxing match, the outside world only heard that there was no real winner between the two.
But in fact, the two sides did not fight at all.
Zheng Juzhong said to Pei Bei, it would be a pity to wait until you have both feet across the threshold before you try your best to ask questions.
Pei Bei didn't think Zheng Juzhong was bluffing, so he agreed.
On the Baidi City side, they spread the news afterwards and it was just a draw.
In fact, the two men and women on the mountaintop were just drinking among the colorful clouds.
Zheng Juzhong finally played a game of chess with Cao Ci.
Cao Ci was actually good at chess, but the young martial artist's erudition and talents were overshadowed by his dazzling martial arts talent.
In fact, Cao Ci's music, chess, calligraphy and painting are quite impressive.
Fu Qi, the eldest disciple of Zheng Juzhong, had already had the doubts that Aliang and Qi Tingji had.
"Little White Emperor" Fu Xi, as a pure swordsman, has a strong desire to win and lose. He really wants to ask swordsmen about that master.
Anyway, as long as the monks in Baidi City have the ability, it doesn't matter if they deceive their teachers and destroy their ancestors.
Zheng Juzhong once carefully planned a rebellion for six hundred years. Han Qiaose, his junior sisters and junior fellow apprentices, plus several direct descendants including Fu Xi, joined forces with the guests to worship, because as long as it was done, everyone would get it. The interests are huge, and they all involve their respective avenues, and the mastermind who tried to change the whole Baidi City was the person who was possessed by Zheng Juzhong, who was "kept in the dark". The hostile forces in Baidi City are fierce and confident, and they feel that they can kill all fourteen realms without any problem.
From beginning to end, only Liu Chicheng, the idiot, didn't get involved.
Zheng Juzhong was greatly disappointed in his junior brother who was the master of Liuli Pavilion, and felt that Liu Chicheng was a waste, but at the same time, he felt a sense of warmth from his fellow disciples.
As for the people who participated in the rebellion, as long as they were monks from Baidi City, Zheng Juzhong did not settle the scores. They were a bunch of trash and could be used as decorations. To Zheng Juzhong, it makes no difference whether he kills or not, and whether he is loyal or not.
As for the hostile forces colluded by "Zheng Juzhong" himself, their fate was pitiful.
In the next three hundred years, Zheng Juzhong did not kill anyone, but there was endless strife and intrigue in every ancestral hall. Within the same sect, there were endless means of attack and killing, and every monk would feel complacent if he succeeded. Two of the Middle-earth sects, which originally had deep foundations, fought back and forth so heartily that in the end they couldn't even keep the title of that sect.
The most terrifying thing is that even Fu Qi, who was the founding disciple of Zheng Juzhong, still doubts something deep down in his heart to this day. Is he Fu Qi or one of his master's clones?
Panshui County.
Gu Can was writing music by herself. Senior Aunt Han Qiaise was sitting at the door and suddenly called Senior Brother.
Zheng Juzhong ignored it, walked into the room and sat across from the chessboard.
Han Qiaise didn't care about this.
Gu Can slowly put down the chess record in his hand, raised his head and asked, "Is the meeting over?"
Zheng Juzhong shook his head and said: "We are still discussing matters, so we came here distracted."
In Baidi City, the only person who could make Zheng Juzhong chat a little more was this newly admitted disciple who had been closed for a few years.
Gu Can said: "If Master wants to remain in the Fourteenth Realm, does it mean that there must be at least one true dragon in the world?"
This is actually a paradox. The master vowed to kill all the real dragons in the world, so based on this ambition, the sword heart merged with the Tao Heart Sword and became a fourteenth realm monk.
But once he actually kills all the real dragons, he will fall down and become an ascended sword cultivator again, and his sword heart will bite him back, severely damaging his vitality.
Zheng Juzhong nodded.
Han Qiaise turned her head suddenly, obviously frightened by the statement.
Regarding the realm of the person who slayed the dragon, some said it was at the fourteenth realm, and some said it was at the peak of the Ascension realm. Some even said that the reason why he was able to slay the dragon was because he had the third level besides Taibai, Wanfa, and Daozang. Four fairy swords.
Gu Can wondered: "Master is also a native of Haoran. Why did he reach the fourteenth realm of sword cultivating without attracting the hatred of the gods from outside the world? Is it because of the betrayal of the Jiaolong clan back then and taking refuge in our human race?"
Zheng Juzhong smiled and said, "Absolutely."
Gu Can said: "But the rise of the dragon genus is the general trend. If we want the world's water transportation to flow in an orderly manner, the Confucian Temple still needs the dragon to take care of it. How will the master deal with it then?"
Zheng Juzhong asked: "You, a small Jade Purity Realm, have to worry about the survival of the Fourteenth Realm Sword Cultivator?"
Gu Can said straightforwardly: "I hope to learn swordsmanship from my master. Because the master is not willing to spend all his money to teach me swordsmanship."
Zheng Juzhong nodded and said: "I can help you make connections. Your master has disliked me for many years and he will be very happy to cause me some trouble."
Han Qise lamented.
The pair of masters and disciples in the room, plus the master, what kind of brains do the three of them have.
She continued to look at herself in the mirror, applied makeup, pursed her lips, turned her head and asked, "Xiao Can, which color is better?"
Gu Can turned his head to look at it and said with a smile: "Light red is better. Dian Cheng's peony red is a little brighter. It's better to use the tender fragrance of Meihua Temple."
Han Qiaose smiled brightly, wiped the corners of her lips clean, and indeed had the kind of lipstick Gu Can had mentioned.
Yuanyangzhu is full of fishermen.
In fact, when Chen Ping'an was participating in the discussions by the river, there was another Chen Ping'an "at the same time" who was sent to Yuanyangzhu by the Li Sheng. This should be to prevent those who were interested in participating in the discussions in the Confucian Temple from making speculations. Otherwise, with his status as a hidden official, he should have appeared in the Confucian Temple.
Discussions and fishing, anyway, there is no delay in both, there is no need to talk, it is fun and leisurely.
Chen Ping'an simply chose a secluded place to sit and fish, making two nests and preparing to change fishing. Chen Pingan is still very familiar with things like fishing. There are fishing rods and bait nearby.
Just because Zhang Tiaoxia and other martial arts masters gathered here before, it seemed to be a resort.
Soon there were two groups of fishermen around Chen Pingan, men and women, both young and obviously not interested in fishing.
It's a pity that Chen Ping'an made the nest before. These mountain gods don't even understand how to draw a rod to loose bait. After throwing the rod once, they can't move it, and they wait stupidly for the fish to take the bait. Are you just a stupid fish like Hanhan?
The blushing lady and a young flower god from the land of flowers happened to pass by this place for leisure. After seeing the blue shirt from a distance, they ran away in fright.
Chen Pingan suddenly stood up and waved vigorously in the distance.
On the road, there was a young woman, dressed in red, leading a horse slowly.
She hurriedly hid the wine bottle, let go of the horse's reins and ran over, jumped to the ground, and shouted loudly: "Little Master!"