Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1181 277. Mentor Zhu's Psychological Counseling Class-【23】

"whispering sound"

Hearing that Fenna, who had always been outspoken, suddenly became smarter, little Jaina curled her lips immediately, ignoring her idiot sister whose IQ was above the line.

But the morale of the others has been greatly boosted by Jaina's analysis. Seeing the expressions of everyone, the little princess dropped another blockbuster.

She coughed, took out her silver anchor pendant from her neck, and whispered apologetically:

"Well, I'm sorry, everyone, without informing you, I used the family's blood magic to notify my father in advance. He is now leading the Kul Tiras third fleet to the coast of the Dread Wastes.

If we can keep the war within a few days, we will have the most powerful navy in Azeroth to help us in our final battle with the mantid. "

Jaina stretched out her hands, and said to Zhu Taran sincerely:

"We will prove with practical actions that the Kul Tirans are loyal comrades-in-arms of the pandaren! The defeat of the mantid empire will witness the friendship between the two sides."

"Why don't you play your cards according to the routine, little girl?"

Zhu Taran was very upset by the news that a fleet from outside the mist was about to land, but in the current situation, this conservative and stubborn monk leader really couldn't say that he didn't need reinforcements.

He looked at Jaina with a headache and helplessness, and said:

"Your 'for our own good' approach reminds me of that nasty guy! But forget it this time, don't do it next time.

This sly style really doesn't suit a girl like you. "

"Uh, since we're talking about reinforcements, there's one more thing I need to tell the head of Zhu Taran."

Bo Laike's intelligence chief, Fallen Warden Sierra Moonwarden glanced at little Jaina, and she whispered:

"Without informing you, Mr. Bu Laike has also arranged for 'reinforcements' for the pandaren. Here is a contract of employment for the Warsong orcs.

You may not understand the combat prowess of the Warsong orcs, so let me just say that.

They could take on five times as many mantid on their own if they had their hands full, and their brutal leader was more than willing to warm up the pandaren by slashing a few mantid champions for free.

There is also a centaur cannon fodder army that is ready to go out at any time. Their employment price is very cheap, but the advantage lies in the large quantity.

And our elite Grimtotem tauren mercenaries"

"Stop talking!"

The headmaster Zhu Taran with a dull face waved his hand, he and Niuzao Tianshen exchanged opinions with their eyes, then turned to Sera and said:

"Call everyone over here. In the current situation, the more fighters available, the better. We'll pay the bill with food and silk, right?"

"Of course, no problem."

Sierra Moonguard, who played a cameo role as a merchant, nodded and said:

"Just hand over the grain and silk to the undead pirate caravan that we will arrive after the war, and Captain Udora, the 'Prince of Trade', will handle the business and delivery as the spokesperson of His Excellency Bu Laike.

In order to make it easier for us to complete the transaction, we suggest setting up a trading station on the coast of the Jade Forest and the Krasarang Wilds. "

"Discuss these matters with the sages of the Golden Lotus Sect."

Zhu Taran waved his hand and said:

"We're talking about war now!

Now that the mantid are ready to fight to the death, and with the sha threat temporarily removed, it's time to call all our monks to the front.

We can't fight the mantid on our own land, we have to burn the war to their land!

We must take the initiative to attack the wasteland of fear and win the dominance of the war! "

"That's right, that's how it should be!"

When Fenna, who was wandering in the sky just now, heard the news of the war, she immediately became interested. She leaned on the troll sword Suzas, which she drank the blood of the mantid today, and shouted vigorously:

"You pandaren who always vomit blood are very brave, I'm starting to appreciate you, Zhu Taran, let me be the vanguard in this battle, let you see the power of our powerful fighters!

I will lead my warriors into the Queen's Palace of Heart of Fear, and I will prove my courage!

Sha of Fear or something, just kill it with one sword.

Oops, it hurts.

This damn mark, I can't be proud, I can't be proud, I have to be humble. "

Fenner hadn't finished her declaration of war, and immediately covered her head and cried out in pain.

The curse of the crime of pride was taking effect on her body, punishing Fenner's arrogance, which made Zhu Taran's eyes widen, and Xuanniu Niuzao got up on the spot in shock.

He stared at Fenner, and said in a low voice:

"Can you sense pride? Can you respond to that emotion? Can you hold back your arrogance?"

"I'm dying of pain, how can I not control it? Can't you stupid cow see how much pain I have?"

Fenna covered her head, her eyes were bloodshot, she said impatiently:

"It's all the damn Bo Laike's fault. He marked me with a sin, and there is pride in my sin. Fortunately, I have a guilt tablet so that those emotions don't bother me."

"What is a sin monument? Can it be produced on a large scale?"

Zhu Taran grabbed Fenna's wrist, injected a ray of true energy into the warrior's body to ease her pain, and asked another question. Fenner shrugged, covered her head and said:

"Okay, Laike knows that, and only he can. When we were fighting against the god of darkness of the Qiraji in Silithus, we were protected from being invaded by the void because of the protection of the sin tablet.

Ugh.

Speaking of which, if you pandaren are guilty of the stele, wouldn't you be afraid of the influence of negative emotions?

Oops, what a genius I am! Just look at my genius idea. "

Master Zhu received the news with certainty, and he turned his head to look at Niuzao.

Xuan Niu said angrily:

"Find Braike right away. Time is urgent. It may not be possible to equip all monks with the sin tablet, but at least Shado-Pan warriors must have it. If it is really as magical as Fenner described, maybe we don't have to worry about the mantid using fear." The power of the Sha attacks us."

"I'll go right away."

Zhu Taran nodded, and summoned his own black Xianglong to jump on it. He turned his head and said to Niuzao:

"Then, I will leave it to you to assemble the army."

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"Huh? Sin monument? What's so difficult about that thing? I can make a hundred of them a day. Of course, you must come before me, and I, the prophet, will personally judge your sins."

Zhu Taran moved very fast.

When he found Bu Laike, the stinky pirate had just returned to Kun-Lai Mountain and was summoning the idiot Little Xingxing, the old dwarves Brian and Zhou Zhuo in the White Tiger Temple, and was about to enter the Endless Mountain for "treasure hunting".

After hearing Zhu Taran's request, the stinky pirate showed an expression of "I finally got it", he took out a very delicate sin tablet, and said to the suspicious Zhu Taran :

"Look at this monument of mine. It is carved by the best master stonemason in the human kingdom. You will be charged 100 gold coins for the manual fee alone. They also equipped with a strong chain so that you can carry it on your back. Fight on your back.

Once it is engraved with the words of sin, the stability of this thing will be far beyond your imagination, and you can even use it as a shield. Of course, I don't recommend you to use it so roughly.

However, it is still risky to use it to face the Old Gods. Last time, two weak paladins brought it to face the Old Gods, and they were almost torn apart by the Sin Tablet, and I had to help them repair them.

But they can still maintain a clear head and unaffected sanity after seeing the depraved majesty with their own eyes, which fully demonstrates the power of my sin monument.

With it, panda people don't have to endure many emotional restrictions.

You can laugh happily, suffer when you are sad, and feel the difficulties of life without forcing yourself to face everything with a smile.

With it, the pandaren civilization can emerge from the quagmire of self-restraint, and you can freely declare your power and authority to the world. "

"Why would we do that?"

Zhu Taran asked back:

"Why do we allow chaos and evil to infect us just because we promote authority? Stop saying these inflammatory words, Your Excellency the Pirate, and let me see the power of the Sin Tablet."

"Okay, I will divination sin for you."

Bu Laike stretched his fingers and put on a very clever posture. He looked at Zhu Taran in front of him and said suddenly:

"Sin monuments are bad, once your sins materialize, it means that this is the power used by others.

If you unfortunately lose the Sin Tablet and it falls into the hands of someone who has the ability to drive it, you, Zhu Taran, will uncontrollably become the kind of person you hate the most.

Killing wantonly, spreading hatred wantonly, taking life wantonly.

The good news is that there is only one person in this world who currently possesses this power to manipulate sin.

The bad news is, that person is me. "

Zhu Taran's eyes tightened for a moment, but then he rubbed his chin and said:

"The Sin Tablet must be in your hands before you can manipulate me, right?"

"Yes, are you afraid?"

The pirate made a malicious gesture, then nodded with his hands on his hips.

Master Zhu snorted and said:

"Wouldn't it be nice not to let you get it? You might be able to steal it from other people, but I doubt you'd try it on the Shado-Pan, I don't think you could."

"Feixue, Xianglian! My followers, don't you hurry up and help Little Xingxing pack up?"

Before Master Zhu finished speaking, Bu Laike turned his head and shouted to the two female pandaren warriors who were wearing Shado-Pan monk robes and black veil hats.

The two pandaren sisters were very upset, but they had no choice but to salute the master Zhu and then ran to help the idiot little Xingxing pack the things for the trip.

"Master Zhu, what did you just say? What can I not steal from the Shado-Pan?"

Bu Laike turned his head back, blinked at Zhu Taran, and said:

"I've been to the Shado-Pan Monastery, the defense is not bad, but that's it. By the way, Master Gu Chuanyun was stabbed twice by my brother. Although the injuries are not serious, he needs to recuperate now.

But don't send him to do something dangerous, it's not good for the patient's health. "

"Forget it, pretend I didn't say it."

The number one monk in Pandaria was deflated again. He shook his head, trying not to think about why two of Master Xueliu's direct disciples were here at Bu Laike.

But since someone as stable as Master Xueliu acquiesced to this matter, it meant that Bu Laike had indeed persuaded him in some way.

It cannot be taken by force.

It is absolutely impossible for a monk as powerful as Master Xueliu to be given by this stinky pirate.

"Well, the most conspicuous of your sins is certainly pride."

Before Zhu Taran's thoughts were over, the pirate in front of him started "sin divination". With his eyes slightly closed, he moved his nose in the snow-capped White Tiger Temple, as if smelling Zhu Taran's sin.

He drew his voice and said:

"Even a great man like Emperor Shaohao couldn't avoid being attacked by pride, and naturally you couldn't do it either. Anyone who has achieved something in this world is wrapped in pride.

Most of the time it is not a bad thing, your pride can help you not fall into the quagmire when you are at your worst, but when facing the power of darkness, such a little bit of arrogance will make you desperate.

Zhu Taran, as the leader of the Shado-Pan faction, you are obviously a proud person.

But in your pride I also smell stubbornness and hatred.

Stubborn because you carry the order of Pandaria on your shoulders, you personify the ten thousand-year mission of the Shado-Pan and the order of this land, and make it your lifelong goal.

In order to achieve this goal, you have almost no friends, no lover, and no pursuit of pleasure as a life. You work hard to temper yourself and turn yourself into the sword shield and the Great Wall of Pandaren civilization.

Your indifference and suspicion towards us outsiders is also based on this. You hate all uncontrolled situations. Maybe I should say that you are a hopeless paranoid?

But it may be a wonderful sin for you.

Therefore, Zhu Taran.

You, the guardian of Pandaria and the pandaren, are obviously a stubborn one. "

Bu Laike's fingers kept sliding on the stele of sin, and debris flew out of the stele. He was writing the inscription of sin in a language that Zhu Taran could not understand.

At the end, the pirate goes on to say:

"You may not agree with me when I say you are a hater, but it is true.

You have determined to become a generation of heroes since you were young, and every victory of yours is based on your character and heart that hates evil.

You can't see a kind person being tortured by evil, and you can't see a villain getting away with it.

This extreme character makes you loathe and hate all those who disrupt order, just like now, you hate me in your heart, and you think I shouldn't appear on your land.

If possible, you would arrest me now, or even kill me.

You don't think it's a mistake.

I don't think so either.

But unfortunately, even if you hate evil, it is still hatred. It is the poison of justice, eating away at your upright heart. Perhaps one day in the future, you will abandon your own principles because of this hatred.

From a noble guardian, to one who willfully uses lynching to punish anyone you deem evil.

Zhu Taran, there is no need to refute!

As a righteous person, you are undoubtedly a hater.

These are your three major sins.

Connected with your sin tablet through the judgment of this prophet, your sins will be materialized, and the dark power from your soul will become your armor against evil.

Never forget that darkness is also a part of you.

If you don't abandon it, it won't let you down. "

After finishing speaking, Bu Laike stretched out his hand and twitched Zhu Taran's shoulder lightly, a group of broken hearts were drawn out and then patted on the sin monument. The next moment, Zhu Taran felt the blackness between himself and the black patch in front of him. The souls of the steles are connected.

"Take it."

Bu Laike threw the stele of guilt to Master Zhu, waved his hand and took out the anima container. He looked at the five shining "gems" in it, winked at the pandaren in front of him, and said:

"I'm going to beat you up with my sweet words and vicious power. This is my way to beat you upright. Don't worry if you can't fight back, I will never hit you in the face.

Now, take your sin tablet and welcome my storm-like attack.

My dear old Zhu. "

"Don't call me that."

Zhu Taran put the monument on his back indifferently, and pulled down his bamboo hat. The cruel pandaren said in a low voice:

"We haven't gotten to that point yet, maybe one day I'll accept that title, but not now."

(end of this chapter)