Eternal Life: My Millennia in the Jiaofang Division

"Okay, I'll be frank then."

Jiang Sanchun looked around at everyone: "In fact, in my opinion, the current instability in the Great Zhou Dynasty is not entirely a bad thing."

"So my idea is that we can show weakness temporarily and let those who want to stand out boldly jump out."

"After all, only in this way can we catch those people in one fell swoop. What do you think?"

"It is indeed a good idea to lure the snake out of the hole."

Sun Miao frowned slightly: "But in this way, a war is inevitable, and I am afraid that many people will die at that time."

"That can't be helped."

Jiang Sanchun shook his head: "We are not the master, nor the Taoist Wanyu, we don't have Ability to suppress those people forever. "

"So our best way is to solve them as soon as possible while they are still underdeveloped."

"Because only in this way can we limit the war to a very small range and solve the problem with the least cost."

"But if we are soft-hearted now and only want to maintain the surface balance, we will give those people enough time to develop and strengthen their own strength."

"Once they are fully developed, we will have to pay a greater price and die more people if we want to solve them at that time."

"Even, maybe we will not be able to solve them at that time."

The imperial study fell into a brief silence.

Suddenly Bai Xiang said: "Okay, I agree to lure the snake out of the hole and catch those people in one fell swoop."

"Agree!"

"Agree!"

"Agree!"

Others also nodded.

Yun Zhilan turned his head: "Junior Brother Jiang, Fifth Junior Brother, have you contacted Taoist Wanyu? If Taoist Wanyu is in charge of the current situation in Dazhou, then we will be completely worry-free?"

Everyone looked at Jiang Zhengshan and Fifth Yunzhong.

Jiang Zhengshan smiled bitterly: "I have sent a message to the master, but I have never received a reply. Maybe the master is in seclusion."

The fifth Yun Zhong also said helplessly: "The master did not reply to me either. It seems that we can only rely on ourselves this time."

"Is that so?"

Yun Zhilan looked solemn: "I hope that no external forces will intervene in this matter, otherwise we will have to pay a greater price if we want to solve it."

Everyone looked solemn when they heard this.

For many years, there have always been some forces in the East Territory, eyeing the South Territory.

It was only because Zhou Yu Niang was in charge of the South Territory that those forces did not dare to attack.

But now that Zhou Yu Niang is "dead", can those people still stay honestly?

Jiang Zhengshan said: "According to the news we got from the Hive, the East Territory is now undercurrent, and the chaos of various forces is about to break out."

"So those forces probably can't take care of us."

"Of course, just in case, the Hive can send people to create trouble in the East Territory to start the chaos there in advance."

"After all, what they lack now is just a fuse."

"It shouldn't be difficult to provoke their fight!"

Jiang Sanchun nodded after hearing this: "This matter will be handed over to the Hive. If necessary, take action to start the dispute in the East Territory earlier than our South Territory."

...

Time passed quickly, and ten years passed in a flash.

In the East Territory, an ordinary mortal city was bustling with traffic.

Zhao Mu, dressed as an ordinary ranger, walked leisurely on the street, stopping from time to time to taste roadside snacks.

Boom!

Suddenly a deafening roar came, and all the people were startled and looked up.

In the sky far away from the city, countless divine lights turned the rolling sea of ​​clouds into colorful clouds, which looked beautiful.

In the sea of ​​clouds, from time to time, there were figures shuttling back and forth, and there were powerful magic weapons shining dazzling light.

Obviously, there were many immortal cultivators fighting there.

"Hey, these years are really not peaceful!"

"Yes, I originally thought that the immortal cultivators should be high and mighty, and they should not eat the fireworks of the world. I didn't expect that the immortal cultivators would also fight."

"More than fighting, I heard from the nephew of the third aunt of the neighbor of my cousin's uncle that now the immortal cultivation world is full of wars, but we are not at the same level as them, so we don't know."

"Who cares what the immortal cultivation world is like, anyway, it doesn't affect our lives."

The people talked about it, and then no one paid attention to the fight in the sky, and everyone continued to do their own things.

Zhao Mu stood in front of a bun shop, holding two buns in his hand, eating them with relish, and looking at the fight in the sky.

"I wonder which sect's immortal cultivators are fighting again?"

Zhao Mu muttered to himself.

The chaos in the immortal cultivation world of the Eastern Divine Land has been going on for seven years.

The war in the immortal cultivation world has to last for hundreds or thousands of years, so seven years can only be regarded as the early stage of the war.

At this time, the immortal cultivators can basically maintain restraint and abide by the principle that the immortal struggle does not affect the secular world.

So the lives of ordinary people have basically not been affected too much.

At the beginning, the mortals were still shocked by the fights between immortal cultivators from time to time.

Some people would hide in their homes and tremble in fear;

Some people would watch curiously from a distance;

Some people would rush up excitedly and try to become apprentices and learn skills.

But the chaos lasted for several years, and ordinary people found that the fights between immortal cultivators basically did not affect themselves, so they gradually got used to it.

Just like now, although the immortal cultivators outside the city are fighting fiercely, the people in the city just take a look and ignore it.

"Sir, your buns!"

In the bun shop, an auntie came out with two large bags of buns.

"Thank you, auntie, this is the money for the buns, please keep it!"

"Okay, okay, sir, take your time, come back for more when you are satisfied!"

"It tastes very good, I will definitely come back to buy it before leaving the city."

Zhao Mu took the buns, paid for it, and turned away.

Looking at his back, disappearing in the crowd on the street, the auntie in the bun shop looked strange.

This young man asked for two baskets of buns when he first came, and he ate them all up in a few bites. He felt like a starving ghost.

I thought two baskets of buns were enough, but I didn't expect the other party to ask for ten baskets.

"He doesn't look like someone who would be hungry, so why does he need so many buns? Is he bringing them for his family?"

"That's not right. Since when did a knight-errant travel the world with a family?"

"Or did he eat all those buns by himself? Will he die of stuffing?"

The aunt was worried.

In the shop, the boss suddenly shouted, "Old lady, what are you doing? Come back and help?"

"Okay!"

The aunt responded quickly, then turned and walked in.

After all, she still felt that the young man was not a fool and would not die of stuffing himself, so she ignored him.