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Xuan Dao has always been resolute, but at this moment, his eyes could not help but reveal sadness.

The war lasted for thirty or forty years, and the sect suffered numerous casualties.

Especially the Yantailing branch. Originally, Yantailing was known as the Chang Sect and ranked first among the five sects in terms of strength. Now, there are only three Jindan monks left in Yantailing.

No, to be precise, only he and Li Qingshi were left. The other one, Zhu Wuxi, although still alive, was almost dead.

The death of Taoist Xuan Ming hit Xuan Yi particularly hard. The two of them were brothers from the same sect.

Xuan Ming always respected his senior brother and only followed his orders. Hundreds of years of working together, I don't know how much I helped Xuan Yi.

Nowadays, Taoist Xuanming was brutally killed by the Demon Puppet Sect, and his body was dismembered and displayed to the public. Whenever Master Xuanyi thinks about it, his heart is as sharp as a knife.

In the study, Taoist Chili was speaking loudly, and his tone was equally angry.

Ever since the Taiji Sect was equipped with the Red Dragon Fury, the Burning Heaven Peak disciples have been targeted by the Demon Puppet Sect. In the past two years, the Burning Heaven Peak disciples have suffered the most casualties among the five sects.

Therefore, Taoist Chili was very dissatisfied and took the opportunity to complain loudly in the Presbyterian Church.

He talked back and forth for two quarters of an hour before he stopped. Xuan Dao's face remained as dark as water and he did not interrupt.

When the room fell into silence again, Taoist Master Xuan spoke, "Battle reports are given to the elders every seven days about the dead and injured disciples of each sect. Everyone knows what they know, and it is useless to talk more.

The elders are summoned here today to discuss how to fight this battle in the future. "

The five elders had different opinions on this question.

One side believes that there is a huge disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves, and they should switch from offense to defense. Otherwise, they will definitely suffer losses. The death of Elder Xuanming is a clear proof.

The other side objected that blindly defending was just waiting for death. If Taiji Sect had not continued to attack, could the Spirit Demon Heavenly Cauldron Formation be broken?

The two parties argued for more than an hour, but there was no conclusion.

Finally, Master Xuan Yi knocked on the table, "Everyone, please go back first and discuss it with the elders of each sect. We will discuss it again in three days."

After the elders dispersed, Master Xuan Yi left Master Li Qing and Shi Feng behind and said straight to the point, "What do you two think?"

Although Li Qingshi and Shi Feng have not joined the Presbyterian Church, as the two most outstanding disciples of the Tai Chi Sect, they performed outstandingly in this battle. As long as the Tai Chi Sect survives, it will only be a matter of time before they join the Presbyterian Council.

Therefore, when the two of them sat in on the elders' meeting just now, the other elders didn't think there was anything wrong.

Master Li Qing muttered, "Master, if we insist on defense, will the Taishan Sect still support us?"

Xuandao showed approval in his eyes, "Qingshi, you are on to the point!

The Taishan Sect has been supporting us from behind, not only because of the friendship between our ancestors, but also because they believe that we can resist the Demon Puppet Sect. Otherwise, the Taishan Sect might as well support the Demon Puppet Sect directly and divide our Taiji Sect's territory.

Qingshi, go on! "

"Yes, Master. Disciples believe that our previous strategy was still wrong. The top priority is not to seize territory, but to eliminate the enemy's effective strength.

The disciple suggested that we take the initiative to give up some less important territories and redeploy manpower..."

Having said this, Master Li Qing waved his hand fiercely and made a cutting motion, "...it would be better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt him."

Xuan Yi looked at Shi Feng, "Elder Shi, what's your opinion?"

Shi Feng bowed slightly and said, "Disciple agrees."

"Very good!" Xuan Yi nodded repeatedly, "Pin Dao means the same thing. However, if the Demon Puppet Sect dares to kill Junior Brother Xuan Ming, they must expect our revenge. Therefore, the Demon Puppet Sect must strengthen its defense. Come here..."

Xuandao walked to another desk. On the desk was piled a detailed geographical model of Yan land, with mountains, rivers, and city levels reduced countless times, listed one by one.

Xuan Yi stretched out his hand and pointed, "Currently, there are nine cities on the border between us and the Demon Puppet Sect. Which one do you think we should start with?"

Master Li Qing did not speak, but Shi Feng suddenly said slowly, "Master Master, Senior Brother Li, this disciple has a suggestion."

"Oh, Elder Shi, where do you suggest we attack?"

Shi Feng pointed with his hand, "Here!"

Dao Xuan and Master Li Qing followed his hand and were all stunned, "Golem Mountain?"

Shi Feng's finger did not point to the nine city gates on the border, but moved back a little and pointed to a high mountain that resembled a human statue. That was the Golem Mountain where the gate of the Demon Puppet Sect was located.

"Exactly!"

Master Li Qing was stunned, "Junior Brother Shi, are you talking nonsense? Old Monster Mo is personally in charge of Golem Mountain, and there is also a sect-protecting formation. If we come to the door, wouldn't it be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?"

"Elder Shi, could it be that..." Xuan Yi's eyes flickered. He had chatted with Shi Feng once before and heard Shi Feng talk about wanting to bribe a master to deal with Old Monster Mo.

Shi Feng nodded, "The master's guess is correct. The senior the disciple invited has already succeeded."

As he spoke, he took out the storage bag sent by Elder Cui and shook it vigorously. A pile of black things rolled out from the bag, and a fishy stench suddenly filled the room.

Looking carefully, the pile of things turned out to be broken arms, but the broken arms were surprisingly large, nine feet long, as thick as a bucket, covered with long brown hair, and a five-inch long sharp hook on the palm.

Obviously, this is the thing of monsters and is definitely not owned by humans.

Xuandao picked up a severed arm and looked at it carefully.

After a long while, he was shocked and said, "This, this is the arm of the nine-armed demon bear? One, two, three... there are eight arms in total?"

Master Shi Feng picked up one, "I have never fought with Old Monster Mo, let alone seen his puppet. I was just about to ask the head master to identify it. Is this the arm of the nine-armed demon bear?"

"That's right!" Xuanyi Taoist was excited, "I have fought with Old Monster Mo five times, and I am very familiar with his puppet demon bear.

Hundreds of years ago, during a great battle between good and evil, Patriarch Huang Yan also injured the demon bear with a sword and collected the essence and blood of the demon bear. Wait, I can verify it immediately."

Xuanyi Taoist searched in the storage bag for a while and took out a jade bottle, which contained a small half bottle of dark red blood.

Xuanyi Taoist took out the sword, cut off a broken arm, extracted a drop of blood from it, and compared it with the blood in the small bottle.

After a cup of tea, Xuanyi Taoist smiled, "Yes, yes, it is the nine-armed demon bear, haha, haha."

He was very worried that after the exchange meeting on Feilong Island, the nine-armed demon bear would go crazy again.

Unexpectedly, the Nine-armed Demon Bear not only failed to advance, but was severely injured, and all eight arms were cut off.

The more Taoist Xuanyi thought about it, the happier he became, and he couldn't help laughing up to the sky.

Master Li Qing was also overjoyed, "Great! Half of Old Monster Mo's ability lies in this puppet. Now that the Nine-armed Demon Bear is seriously injured, Old Monster Mo is equivalent to breaking an arm."

In the black tortoise bone, Long Er curled his lips, "This demon bear has broken eight arms, so why is it called the Nine-armed Demon Bear? It should be called the One-armed Demon Bear. This name sounds very domineering."

After laughing, Taoist Xuanyi frowned again, "However, Elder Shi, even if Old Monster Mo is injured, we still don't have the ability to attack the Golem Mountain."

"Why not? Disciple thinks that now is the best time to attack the Golem Mountain and kill Old Monster Mo!"

"Elder Shi, why do you say that?"

"Attacking the Golem Mountain is indeed impossible at first glance, but the difficulties are actually not as many as we imagined. Can disciples explain them one by one?"

"Of course."

Shi Feng took a teacup from the next table and placed it next to the map of the Golem Mountain, "The first difficulty should be the Demon Puppet Sect's protective formation, right?"