Ask about the Immortal Way

Chapter 2094 Sitting on the sidelines

A monk presented a secret letter, which was a letter asking for help from Li Yuaxu and others.

The secret letter was placed on the table, and everyone looked at Master Huaiyin.

Master Huaiyin said: "I don't know how long it will take for all parties to negotiate a clear charter, and dispatching troops and generals is not something that can be done overnight. If the delay is too long, the situation may be irreversible. Now only Xihuang can send troops immediately reinforce."

The Three Religions Alliance obviously has a wait-and-see attitude, but Fan Laomo has good reasons and cannot criticize harshly, and other forces may not have the same mentality.

Fan Laomo said displeased: "What the holy monk means is that we will send troops without consulting other Taoists?"

"The Western Wasteland Allied Forces have the right to adapt to changes, which is a rule set from the beginning. When the situation is urgent, follow the right. Moreover, we do not want to send all the monks to Beihai, leaving enough troops to resist foreign enemies, and the rest rush to Beihai to relieve Beihai. It's urgent," Master Huaiyin paused slightly and said to Old Demon Fan, "If the Western Wilderness is in danger, as long as Zhongzhou and Donghai can reinforce it in time, there will be no risk of being lost."

Valley Master Mu and others nodded in agreement with Master Huaiyin's words.

Bao Xi was overjoyed when he heard this and said to Master Huaiyin, "The holy monk understands the righteousness deeply!"

Fan Laomo snorted. Master Huaiyin obviously wanted to force the Three Religions Alliance to make a decision as soon as possible. This was a conspiracy, but he could not threaten Zhongzhou by refusing to save Xihuang.

In fact, Fan Laomo knew very well that it was impossible for all forces to obey his orders, and what the Three Religions Alliance wanted to see was a weak Beihai, not a Beihai occupied by the Changyou Clan.

They still have to save Beihai before it falls.

Thinking of this, Fan Laomo did not openly refute Master Huaiyin, but looked at the other person beside him, "What do you think, fellow Taoist Lingshou?"

This man looks old, has two long beards on his upper lip, and carries a round tortoise shell behind his back. His figure looks a bit stooped and thin, as if he is curled up in the tortoise shell.

He is the Linggui Detao, with the dharma name Lingshou. He was born in the East China Sea and is a general under the Dragon Whale Great Holy See.

From the beginning of the discussion, Holy King Lingshou was taciturn, with drooped eyelids, steady breathing, drowsy, and did not express any opinions.

Fan Laomo stared intently and saw that Holy King Lingshou could not escape. His eyelids trembled. He gently twirled his beard with his right hand and said unhurriedly: "I don't dare to make any decisions without seeing the instructions of Holy King Dragon Whale. However, no matter what No matter what your plans are, I will work hard to defend the Western Wasteland."

Saint King Lingshou's answer was very tactful and he was unwilling to get involved in this matter, but he did not object to anyone.

Fan Laomo had no choice but to ask Master Huaiyin: "How many people did the holy monk decide to dispatch to reinforce Beihai?"

Master Huaiyin looked at Bao Xi, "The Taoist friends from the Four Sacred Palaces are stationed at Qiong Mountain. How about the poor monk sending people to Qiong Mountain to replace them and asking the monks hiding in the ancient water abyss to follow Taoist Bao?"

Yuan Zhu interjected, "The situation in the north is still under control. I can also separate some of the demon soldiers and let Bao Daoyou take them away."

Bao Xi saluted one by one, "Thank you two Taoist friends, I will definitely live up to everyone's expectations!"

Immediately afterwards, Master Mu Valley revealed a surprising news, "I won't send any troops to Fellow Daoist Bao here. I just received the talisman letter from Fellow Daoist Fang. The Wu clan has decided to send troops to Beihai immediately. Maybe they are on the way now." ”

After hearing this, everyone was a little surprised.

There was no news from the Monster Clan, and the three religious alliances used various excuses to shirk the situation. The weakest Witch Clan took the lead in expressing its firm support for Beihai.

The situation did not develop in the direction that Fan Laomo expected. Xihuang and the Wu clan were too decisive. Master Huaiyin had an upright temperament and was excusable. Unexpectedly, the cunning Lao Mo Fang did not choose to wait and see first.

However, this time the Changyou Clan is approaching fiercely and is bound to conquer Beihai. These reinforcements alone can only delay the Changyou Clan's progress. In the end, they still have to rely on them if they want to reverse the situation of the war.

Thinking of this, Fan Laomo stood up and said, "Since you have already made your decision, why should I be a villain! You'd better pray that nothing happens to Xihuang!"

After leaving these words, Fan Laomo walked away with a flick of his sleeves, and Holy King Lingshou also stood up and left tremblingly.

…

Zhongzhou Continent.

To the west of the two Nanman states, beyond the mountains, there is a slightly flat wasteland, but it is still dominated by mountains and hills, and the plain area is small.

The Wu Clan lives in this area, and the Holy Mountain of the Wu Clan, which was moved from the Witch God Continent, is in the center of this area for the Wu Clan to pay their respects.

The Holy Mountain has a high status in the minds of the Wu people, due to ancient legends and because this is the place where the great Wu Zhu practiced.

After arriving in the Zhongzhou Continent, the Wu Clan unearthed several holy places for cultivation, which were not inferior to the Holy Mountain, or even better. Many elders of the Wu Clan opened caves there, but the status of the Holy Mountain cannot be shaken.

Even after that natural disaster, the holy mountain was severely damaged and changed beyond recognition, and the holy temple was reduced to nothing. As a great wizard, Fang Laomo has never considered moving elsewhere.

The top of the holy mountain.

The traces of the climate change are still there, and the top of the mountain was directly wiped away by the bloody wind.

Later, the bloody wind formed a bloody storm that enveloped the Holy Mountain, and it took a long time for it to dissipate.

The bloody wind persists for years, causing people to panic, and is regarded as an ominous sign by the Wu tribe.

This is the power that makes the monks feel palpitations and fear. Because of this, they judge that Qin Sang has been targeted by the bloody sun and has no hope of survival.

The top of the Holy Mountain is still empty, with a few simple halls scattered on the lower level.

One of them is Fang Lao Mo's bedroom.

A young man from the Wu clan came to the front of the palace, gently touched the ban, heard a voice of "come in", pushed the door open, saw a cicada lying on the throne, and bowed respectfully, "My son greets his adoptive father!"

The cicada did not move, and the voice of Fang Lao Mo came out, "Get up."

"Yes!"

The young man from the Wu clan stood up, "Everything is ready according to the instructions of my adoptive father."

Fang Lao Mo said "um", and said: "You take them to the North Sea yourself, go now."

The young man from the Wu clan did not respond directly, showing hesitation.

"What's your question?" Fang Lao Mo saw through his thoughts.

"But there is one thing I don't understand, so I dare to ask you, my foster father!"

The young man of the Wu clan knelt on one knee, "It's very abnormal that the Three Religious Alliance and the two demon tribes have not expressed their opinions for a long time. Why doesn't my foster father wait a while before making a decision? The greater their contradictions, the more beneficial it is for us, isn't it?"

Fang Lao Mo seemed to have expected this, and his tone was calm. He asked back, "Do you think they will let the North Sea fall?"

The young man of the Wu clan was startled, thought for a moment, and said, "The Three Religious Alliance will definitely not sit idly by, but the demon tribe may not."

"Fairy Liuli, the Three Religious Alliance, the demon tribe..."

Fang Lao Mo said lightly, "Any of them is far more powerful than ours. If our tribe wants to survive and recuperate here, we must form an alliance with one side. We chose to advance and retreat with Fairy Liuli before. If the North Sea After suffering such a heavy blow, we will decline from now on. We have to rely on the Three Religions Alliance or the demon race. Since they are all foreign races, what is the difference? "

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"The demon race is unruly and the Three Religions Alliance is overbearing. It is better to rely on the Glazed Fairy. At least the Glazed Fairy's temperament is obvious to all. When distributing the Qingling Qi, she can treat everyone equally and has never discriminated against our race," the young man of the Wu clan murmured, and understood the good intentions of his adoptive father. At the end, he sighed again, "Witch God, I don't know when my race will usher in the day of revival and get rid of this situation!"

"Since we are in the world, there is hope. As long as my race continues, one day we will meet other people of the same race..."

The voice of Fang Lao Mo gradually faded, and the young man of the Wu clan quietly withdrew from the hall.

...

Three Religions Alliance, the main hall

There are three high chairs at the top, belonging to the Eight Landscapes, Ganlu Zen Temple and Tianhao Tower. Because Fan Lao Mo was not there, one was empty, and the other two were occupied by Qi Shen Zhenjun of the Eight Landscapes and Yin Ci Saint of Ganlu Zen Temple.

They sat high on them and looked down.

Below sat masters from various sects, including sect masters and great elders.

After the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism and Demon formed an alliance, they also attracted the sects close to them to join the Three Religions Alliance. Later, Qin Sang ordered the Three Religions Alliance to gather the power of Zhongzhou to find the Ascension Platform. Other sects could not resist them and joined the Three Religions Alliance one after another, but their power could not be compared with that of the three sects.

At this time, Qi Shen Zhenjun and Yin Ci Saint specially summoned all the sects in Zhongzhou, regardless of whether they were members of the Three Religions Alliance, to announce to them that the North Sea was in trouble and to discuss the matter together.

In the past, major events were basically decided by the big sects, and the small sects followed. This scene was not common.

The various sects argued endlessly. Some said that Beihai should be saved, some believed that the Changyou tribe was making a feint to the east and attacking in the west, and they should be wary of their sneak attack on Zhongzhou. Some believed that Beihai was exaggerating. How could Liuli Fairy, who was in charge of Beihai, retreat so quickly? She definitely didn't want too many casualties and let the reinforcements go to die...

The cultivators had rich imaginations and had all kinds of opinions. When the discussion was intense, they even cursed at each other on the spot, accusing each other of having bad intentions, making the main hall like a busy city.

If this continued, it would take who knows when to discuss a result, but Qi Shen Zhenjun and Yin Ci Saint had no intention of stopping it.

Until nightfall, there was indeed no result, and Yin Ci Saint announced that they would discuss it again tomorrow.

Lu Zhang walked out of the hall alone and returned to the Bu Nian Mountain Palace. He looked up at the bright moon and sighed.

"Why is Sect Leader Lu worried?" A clear voice came from behind.

Lu Zhang had already noticed it, and without turning his head, "Didn't the Poison King see anything during this period?"

The Poison King walked to Lu Zhang, looked at the night in the distance, and smiled: "Forgive my poor eyesight. Qi Shen Zhenjun and Yin Ci Saint are not good at making decisions, otherwise they would be the leaders of the three sects. They dare not make decisions easily, and their prestige is not as good as the three sect masters. It is normal for them to be careless and unable to control the situation."

Lu Zhang laughed and shook his head without saying anything.

"However, the timing of the three sect masters' retreat is indeed a bit clever, and they are refining such an important treasure. I don't know how sure they are," the Poison King said meaningfully.

Lu Zhang frowned slightly, "What do you want to say, fellow Taoist?"

The Poison King shook his head, "I just sighed, and I have no other intentions. It must be a coincidence."

Lu Zhang also had some doubts in his heart, but he quickly abandoned this idea. In any case, the Three Religious Alliance could not collude with the Changyou Clan.

"In that case, please be careful with your words, so as not to cause misunderstandings."

The Poison King nodded and stopped talking about this matter. He changed his tone and asked, "I heard that Master Lu and Qin Zhenjun had a deep friendship back then?"

Lu Zhang showed a nostalgic look and sighed, "Back then, thanks to the help of Qin Daoyou, I was able to successfully break through the late Nascent Soul stage. It's a pity that my senior brother decided to close the mountain, and I was unable to lend a hand when Qin Daoyou was in danger."

"Fairy Liuli is the widow of Qin Zhenjun, and Qingyang Temple is the sect founded by Qin Zhenjun. So, no matter what the result here is, Master Lu will definitely reinforce Beihai?" asked the Poison King.

Lu Zhang did not hide it and nodded, "That's right! I wonder what your plan is?"

He knew that the Poison King had come here on purpose to mention this matter, and it was not without purpose.

"The attitude of the three religions is unclear, and we are dependent on them and have concerns. Master Lu must be able to understand. However, I have created several poison arrays suitable for battlefields in recent years, and specially selected some elders and disciples to practice, and I am looking for an opportunity to test their power. If Master Lu agrees, I will let them go to Bu Nian Mountain to wait for orders," said the Poison King.

Lu Zhang's face became serious, "Lu thanked Taoist friend on behalf of Master Li!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of breaking through the air in the distance. The people who came were the head of the Qiongying Sect and the head of the Liuzhou Hall, Mu.

The head of the Qiongying Sect was a woman with a graceful figure, but her face was covered with a veil, so her face could not be seen clearly.

Mu and Liuzhou Hall are no longer the same as they used to be. They have received support from Liuli. Now they are not only a large chamber of commerce in Zhongzhou, but their business is also spread across the North Sea and various regions in Zhongzhou, and they have become giants.

"Greetings, Master Murong, Hall Master Mu!" Lu Zhang and the Poison King bowed.

They were not too surprised to see the Poison King. Master Murong returned the greeting and said straight to the point: "Master Shen's sect is in trouble, and the fellows of the Tiangong League are filled with righteous indignation. We cannot sit idly by. I don't know how long this debate will last. These people are hard to rely on. I would like to ask Master Lu's opinion whether we should send some reinforcements first."

Hall Master Mu also said: "The Six States Hall is already operating at full capacity, dispatching elixirs and magic tools to the North Sea!"

The Poison King smiled when he heard this, "Heroes think alike. I am discussing this with Master Lu!"

In addition to them, other forces also made different choices. Some bet on both sides, and some watched from the sidelines.

...

East China Sea.

The most hidden palace of the Dragon Whale Saint King.

The Dragon Whale Saint King did not retreat. He sat on the throne with a big horse and golden sword. A demon cultivator knelt below and reported to him the situation outside.

"The Three Religious Alliance has not made any move yet?"

The Dragon Whale Saint King rubbed his chin, a little surprised, with a thoughtful look on his face and a gleam in his eyes.

His eyes turned and fell on the talisman in front of him, which was the letter of help from Li Yufu and others.

The Three Religious Alliance must have received it, but their attitude is quite interesting.

"Is there any news about those guys in the Demon Sea?"

The demon cultivator replied: "No news yet."

After thinking for a long time, the Dragon Whale Saint King waved his hand, and the talisman floated in front of the demon cultivator, "Remember that this king has been practicing in seclusion, seeking a breakthrough. You stay put, keep a close eye on the Three Religious Alliance and the Demon Sea, and report to this king immediately if you have any news!"

"I obey your order!"

The demon cultivator carefully put away the talisman, bowed and retreated.