Dou Po: Lord of the Great Thousand

Zhongzhou, nowhere to be found.

Deep in the place shrouded in mist, a huge spiritual pond is like a small lake, with ripples rising in the breeze.

Around the spiritual pool, there are houses and attics made of various spiritual woods and jade. Although each of them is not luxurious, they are elegant to the extreme.

At this time, in a white attic in the northwest corner of the Lingchi, a man and a woman sitting opposite each other were silent for a long time. The woman among them looked like she was only over 20 years old, but she had an extraordinary appearance and a faint trace of something about her body.

A faint aura of superiority.

The man was wearing white clothes and a white robe, with white hair hanging loosely behind his back, a faint white cold air lingering on him, and a pair of ice-blue eyes. He was the Xuanbing Saint.

There was no expression on Saint Xuan Bing's face. He just leaned on the table quietly, gently sipping the fragrant tea in the tea cup.

"Senior Xuan Bing..." After a long time, the woman sitting opposite Xuan Bing Saint shouted with a rather helpless expression.

"Haha, little girl Lingchan, I have been in your Spirit Clan for more than half a year." Hearing this, Xuan Bing Saint took a sip of tea, put the teacup in his hand gently on the table, and then spoke calmly.

, "It's been so long, it's time to give me an answer, right?"

"Senior, this matter is not urgent. The elders in the clan are still discussing..."

As soon as the woman named Lingchan spoke, Saint Xuan Bing smiled and said: "It's just to get back something that my clan put in the Spirit clan. Is such a small matter worthy of your discussion for such a long time? Or is it?

Say, the current spirit tribe has long forgotten the oath made back then?"

At the end of the words, the Xuan Bing Saint's voice also became darker unconsciously.

To be honest, the Spirit Clan has been really good to him in the past six months or so. At least during this period, under the other party's care, his strength has gradually returned to the level of a three-star fighting saint.

However, the strength of just one or two stars is as worthless as a drop in the bucket compared to what the Ice Tribe left behind back then.

However, Saint Xuanbing looked at Lingchan in front of him, with a soft look in his eyes, and said: "Girl Lingchan, your grandfather and I are close friends, your aunt... alas, thousands of years have passed.

Okay, old man, I don’t mean to embarrass you, but the Ice Tribe really needs that thing now!”

Looking to the outside world, who would have thought that this beautiful woman in her early twenties was actually the leader of the Spirit Clan, one of the ancient imperial clans?

However, although Lingchan looks young, she is not much younger than Xiao Xuan, Gu Yuan and others. It can be said that they are all members of the generation more than a thousand years ago.

Hearing this, Lingchan's red lips moved and said: "I will help you persuade the elders, but..."

"It's been half a year, girl, just say what you have to say. Since I dare to come to the Spirit Clan now, it fully demonstrates my trust in you. Could it be that the Spirit Clan can't trust me?" Seeing Lingchan's hesitation, Xuan Bing Sheng

The speaker spoke slowly.

Hearing Xuanbing Saint's words, Lingchan was obviously stunned. It was not until a long time later that she found no other expressions on the former's face, and then she said with some sigh: "It seems that the situation of the Ice Tribe is really worse than

It’s much more difficult than I expected!”

"That's right! Otherwise, I wouldn't have chosen to come to the Spirit Clan at this time." The Xuanbing Saint nodded and admitted very simply. Unlike Tang Ling, his trust in the Spirit Clan was worth thousands.

For years or even tens of thousands of years, the trust accumulated by generations of close relatives between the two communities.

In the past, when the Spirit Tribe was in dire straits, it was able to survive the disaster step by step and recover again, all because of the support of the Ice Tribe.

This is a relationship that has been passed down since the Ice Emperor accepted the Spirit Emperor as his disciple.

Looking back at Lingchan, seeing the Xuan Bing Saint nodding his head so crisply, she had no choice but to shake her head and smile. But soon her face suddenly became solemn, and even her demeanor changed instantly, giving off a touch of majesty.

Appearing on that exquisite and pretty face.

"Senior has been in our spiritual clan for more than half a year, but has he ever had a good time in our clan?"

"Hmm...what do you mean?" Xuanbing Saint asked in confusion.

"In the battle between the Ice Tribe and the Spirit-Devouring Tribe, it can be said that you acted as the vanguard of the other Imperial Tribes. While the Ice Tribe suffered heavy losses, it also created opportunities for our other tribes to destroy the Spirit-Devouring Tribe." Lingchan did not directly explain what she meant.

What he meant was that he turned around and talked about the Ice Clan war that year.

When Saint Xuan Bing heard Lingchan's words, he did not choose to interrupt. Instead, he nodded and motioned for the other party to continue speaking.

Seeing this, Lingchan's eyes also flashed with a look of memories, and she slowly stated aloud: "In the battle to destroy the Ling-Devouring Clan, the Ling Clan contributed a lot. At the same time, the Ling Clan's losses were among several Imperial Clan.

Among them, it is also the most serious. The grandfather of the Seven-Star Fighting Saint was seriously injured and could not recover from his injuries for hundreds of years. After finally passing on the Kung Fu, he had no choice but to sit down and pass away. The aunt of the Four-Star Fighting Saint, after the battle that year, there was no news about her life or death.

.It can be said that half of the strongest people in the Spirit Clan at that time were lost at one time."

Hearing this, Saint Xuan Bing couldn't help but flash a look of regret in his eyes. Not only did he feel sorry for his old friend, but he also felt the pain of losing his own people.

The Swallowing Spirit Clan really disturbed the entire continent in the past. They were just like the Soul Clan today, but they were even more arrogant and domineering than today's Soul Clan.

"It's just a battle between the Swallowing Spirit Clan. The Black Ice Realm, which has been sealed for nearly a thousand years, suddenly spewed out thousands of Ice Clan members..."

Lingchan's voice suddenly stopped, but a stern look flashed in Xuanbing Saint's eyes, and he said: "So, after the other imperial clans saw that the Xuanbing Realm was closed again, they started to attack my Ice Tribe members, right?

"

"Yes and no..."

Lingchan shook her head and said: "In fact, the people who attacked the Ice Tribe back then seemed to have taken action from several tribes, but when the Spirit Tribe took action to protect them, they discovered that their methods were more or less the same.

It has a bit of a shadow of the Spirit Devouring Clan back then."

"What do you mean?" Xuanbing Saint's heart moved.

"Why were the Tunling Clan hostile to all the Imperial Clan back then? Senior, can you tell Lingchan the answer?" Lingchan pondered.

All the imperial clans that participated in the destruction of the Ling-Tunling Clan in the past seemed to be secretive about the things that caused public anger against the Ling-Tunling Clan. Even the leader of the Ling Clan, Lingchan's grandfather, in the following hundreds of years,

The real reason was never stated.

As of now, all they, the descendants of the Imperial Clan, know is that the Swallowing Spirit Clan can devour the blood of other Imperial Clan for their own use.

However, more than a thousand years ago, the Spirit Clan who personally protected the Ice Clan members from escaping from Zhongzhou, once again felt similar methods to the legendary Spirit Swallowing Clan in those who took action.

Saint Xuan Bing was silent for a long time. He had already thought of what Lingchan wanted to express about these things.

I'm afraid that the Spirit Tribe, who had finally recovered some vitality back then, fell into the abyss again in order to help the Ice Tribe. Even Yuechan's father, the leader of the Spirit Tribe who inherited his grandfather's fighting spirit, was also in front of him.

He died in that battle.

Otherwise, no matter how you think about it, the current leader of the Spirit Clan will not be the Lingchan in front of you. Moreover, her strength is only at the level of the peak five-star level.

"Senior, have you thought of it?" Lingchan asked in a dull voice as if she knew that Xuan Bing Saint had guessed what she meant.

"I'm sorry! Because of my negligence, you and I have been put in danger. Even now, an old man like me is still brazenly coming to you. It's really..." A thick bitter smile flashed in the eyes of Xuanbing Saint. What happened

At this point, he didn't know whether he should force himself to demand the things left behind by the Ice Tribe.

That thing can help the Ice Tribe get through the difficulties, and naturally it can also help the Spirit Tribe get through the difficulties they are facing. But the Spirit Tribe’s difficulties are caused by the Ice Tribe!

After understanding all this, the Xuanbing Saint could no longer simply ask the Spirit Race to hand over what he wanted.

"Senior, don't worry, Lingchan's strength has reached the peak of five stars over the years, which is enough to ensure the temporary safety of our Spirit Clan. That thing is the most important thing for the current Ice Clan." Knowing the tangle in Xuan Bing Saint's heart, Ling Chan

A smile appeared on Chan Qiao's face and she said slowly.

"The elders in the clan also don't want to throw away such a life-saving straw because the Spirit clan fell so hard twice in a row. I hope the seniors won't blame them for all this."

"Girl Lingchan, what you said is like stabbing my heart with a soft knife!"

Saint Xuan Bing's heart moved, and the bitter smile on his face disappeared, and he said with some relief: "Tell me about it! You haven't come to me a few times in the past six months. You came to me this time. I want to come."

It must be that the old guys in your clan have relaxed and want you to negotiate some terms with me, right?"

Hearing this, the smile on Lingchan's face suddenly dropped, and she said with a somewhat sarcastic expression: "Senior, how did you find out?"

"It doesn't matter how you discovered it..."

Xuan Bing Saint shook his head and said slowly: "The love between you and my clan for tens of thousands of years cannot be changed by such efforts once or twice. The spirit clan has had a hard time in these years, and I have some little emotions.

It's understandable, but I hope you won't forget the oaths made when the two emperors were here."

"Senior, don't worry. The Spirit Clan has never forgotten the oath between the two clans. Otherwise, my late father would not have died, and even his bloodline would have been drained away." Lingchan's eyes flashed with a strong look of determination.

After being in charge of the Spirit Tribe for so many years, she also understood that among all the Imperial Tribes, only the Ice Tribe was worthy of their true trust.

Although there are only a few members of the Ice Tribe now, from the perspective of the Spirit Tribe who know some of the Ice Tribe's trump cards, it is only a matter of time before the Ice Tribe rises.

Just like the Xuanbing Saint in front of her, although her five-star peak strength is far higher than that of her three-star, the latter's attainments as a master of the spiritual formation are enough to drag the entire spiritual clan to be buried with him.

In front of a spiritual formation master, the spiritual realm's protective formation is not under their control at all.

This was also the reason why the Swallowing Spirit Tribe had the upper hand back then, and as soon as the Xuanbing Saint sealed the entire Xuanbing Realm, they gave up everything and evacuated. This was also the reason why for more than a thousand years, all the imperial clans knew that the Xuanbing Realm was about to fall.

In the center of the Divine Ice Field, no clan has ever wanted to open the Mysterious Ice Realm.

As long as the Xuanbing Saint does not die, the entire Ice Clan will still be the powerful Imperial Clan that few people dare to offend.

Their eyes met, and feeling the determination in Lingchan's eyes, the Xuanbing Saint smiled and nodded, saying: "Okay, tell me your conditions!"

"Um……"

Lingchan pondered for a moment after hearing the words, and said: "According to the wishes of the clan elders, of course that thing can be returned to the Ice clan, but we need the clan leader you selected to come to the Spirit clan in person..."

"So that's it." A smile that didn't know whether to laugh or cry appeared on Saint Xuanbing's face.

In the final analysis, the Spirit Clan did not trust Tang Ling, the leader of the Ice Tribe who suddenly appeared, and Tang Ling did not believe that the Spirit Clan was the same.

There is no way, after all, the two sides are not the same as him, they have come from the years when the two races exchanged what they have.

Tang Ling, who has struggled alone until now, has a certain degree of suspicion and vigilance towards everyone except his relatives and lovers.

This is a good thing, but from the perspective of the Eldar, this is not a good thing.

Because they could not feel in Tang Ling any of the affection between the two clans in the past.

In other words, the Spirit Clan was afraid that Tang Ling would gradually cut off contact with them in the future, which would undoubtedly cost them both their wife and their troops.

Of course those old guys from the Spirit Clan are full of reluctance.

However, Xuan Bing Saint's heart moved again. Could it be that just seeing Tang Ling would make the spirit tribe feel at ease with him?

"Ahem!"

Sure enough, at this moment, Lingchan coughed lightly and said again: "Senior, actually the elders still have one condition..."

"Say!" Xuanbing Saint glared angrily.

"The elders hope that Tang Ling can marry the Ling clan..." Lingchan looked embarrassed.

"Marriage?" Xuanbing Saint nodded first, then shook his head and said, "Let's change it to another one! That kid can't agree to it."

This is undoubtedly the best way to maintain the relationship between the two parties. But for Tang Ling, this is undoubtedly the least feasible way.

"Then, accept a disciple?" Lingchan looked at Xuanbing Saint's expression and asked in a low voice.

"Ha! So that's what you had in mind!"

Hearing this, Saint Xuan Bing chuckled lightly and looked at Lingchan with a half-smile. It wasn't until the latter's pretty face turned red that he Shi Shiran nodded and said, "I promise for him.

Yes, but whether I can learn what you want depends on who Tang Ling chooses to be his disciple."

"Of course, everything must be based on Tang Ling's ideas."

Saint Xuan Bing responded, and the blush on Lingchan's face disappeared instantly after she achieved her goal. She immediately smiled and said, "In that case, senior, when can Tang Ling come to the Spirit Clan?"

Seeing Lingchan's changing expression, Saint Xuan Bing laughed and shook his head, saying: "Counting the time, he has been away from Zhongzhou for more than two years, and he will be back soon."

"That's good!" Lingchan nodded, suddenly recalled something, and asked again, "By the way, senior, what is the real reason why the Swallowing Spirit Clan has caused public anger?"

"The one you know."

After saying that, the Xuanbing Saint looked out the window and added: "But what they rely on is - Void Swallowing Flame!"