The Record of Righteousness

The bear-like body of the left guardian is more brutal and ferocious against the background of the guardian sculpture behind him.

Lan Zhiruo blushed at this time. She was immediately displeased when she heard the left guardian say that her sister's martial arts were poor.

But she was just a small hall master, and her martial arts were far inferior to Long Shuo. She wanted to refute Long Shuo but didn't dare to speak.

The saint, Lin Junjie, Jin Yuan, and Mo Qingqiu were all stunned when they heard the words.

"How can you send a letter to Taishan Sect without discussing it with the sect?!"

"If the letter is leaked, Taishan Sect will surely face a catastrophe."

The saint's snow-white skin turned red with anger.

She could no longer hold back her anger at this time, her red eyes were almost spitting fire, and endless murderous intent surged.

"You brat! Don't you know how the White Lotus Sect could have developed to this point without the support of the Taishan Sect?"

"Weapons, food, followers, and even martial arts secrets all came from the Taishan Sect. What's the difference between what you're doing and giving up your martial arts?!"

Long Shuo felt the killing intent emanating from the Saint, and stopped playing around, sitting upright.

"This"

"Saintess, don't be anxious. Isn't this protector also thinking about the Divine Religion?"

"Don't worry, those disciples are Heba Yue's direct descendants, and the bandits guarding the city gate dare not do anything to them."

At this time, Mo Qingqiu saw that the Saintess was so angry, and also comforted her:

"Saintess, you are the leader of a religion, but you must put the overall situation first. If you use swords and knives at this time, I am afraid that those dog officials will see us fighting each other."

"Since the Left Protector has already sent a message, it is better to make full preparations and catch all the dog officials in Jinan in one fell swoop."

"By then, as the Left Protector said, won't the whole Shandong be the blessed world of our Divine Religion?"

As the leader of a religion, the Saintess naturally knows that infighting in such a situation is a taboo.

But she is still angry. She is like a decoration, and her subordinates can do whatever they want.

The killing intention towards Long Shuo has not decreased but increased.

The saint tried her best to calm herself down, and the murderous aura in the hall dissipated.

"Since this is the case, we should not delay any longer, and immediately send the disciples to prepare for battle."

"If you succeed in creating the Maitreya world of the old mother this time, you will be the meritorious guardians."

"If you fail, I will dismiss Long Shuo from the position of left guardian and demote him to a disciple!"

"You must perform well, the position of right guardian is still vacant."

When the other hall masters heard that the right guardian was still vacant, their eyes lit up and they were determined to perform well.

There was no extra expression on Long Shuo's arrogant face, and there was a trace of resentment in his eyes.

No matter how dissatisfied he was, he did not show it at this time, and said in a muffled voice:

"Listen carefully to the Saint's teachings!"

"This protector and that old man have agreed to attack Jinan from inside and outside at midnight on the 26th. You can do whatever you want."

"Tell me when you have agreed. They are just some government troops."

After speaking, he waved his hand and stood up without looking back.

The Saint looked at his back, and a chill appeared in her red eyes, which disappeared after a moment.

She then pointed at the Tutang master Mo Qingqiu and said:

"Master Mo, there are only more than 10,000 followers in our Divine Religion. Although their number is far greater than that of the government troops, they are farmers after all. This general attack on Jinan still requires a careful plan."

"Looking at the current situation, can you tell me your opinion on what our Divine Religion should do in the future?"

Mo Qingqiu was originally from a scholarly family, and he had experienced all kinds of things in the world by middle age.

Now, all the important matters in the church have been instructed by him, and he is valued by the Saint. His martial arts are also top-notch in the church.

I believe he will be promoted to the right protector soon.

"Yes, Saint."

He smiled slightly, bowed gently, and opened and closed his folding fan, showing his elegance.

"Since our church was founded, we have been victorious in the battle against Mingting."

"First, our church has dozens of times more people than the bandits, and they are strictly disciplined. They never burn, kill, or rob. When they enter the city, the people line the streets to welcome them."

"On the other hand, Mingting's bandits have lost the hearts of the people. They are like rats crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats them, and they are spurned by people."

"Second, our church has abundant food, which is the lifeblood of our church."

"The grain road in the south still needs to be heavily guarded, and our church should make friends with the southern merchants who transport grain and treat them with courtesy. . "

"Only with food can our religion attract more followers."

"The third one is needless to say. Without the strong support of Master Heba Yuehe, our religion would not be prosperous in this world."

"I think that to take Jinan this time, as long as the Taishan Sect starts an uprising in the city, our religion does not need to do anything else. Just two steps are enough."

The saint nodded with satisfaction and asked:

"Oh? Which two steps?"

Mo Qingqiu took a few steps lightly, with a smile on his face that showed he was planning a strategy.

"The city of Jinan is several times stronger than that of other prefectures, and the main forces of Mingting are all gathered inside."

"If more than a thousand members of our sect gather outside the city, it will be too conspicuous, and there will be heavy losses when attacking the city."

"First, send our sect members to disguise themselves and take half of the real hungry people under the city gates, and carry short weapons hidden in the cuffs."

"Second, select some elite members, and after the rebels in the city respond, these members will attack the city gates as soon as possible!"

Mo Qingqiu's two strands of black hair fluttered in front of his chest, and he continued to analyze:

"In addition, our four hall masters will also mix in with the hungry people, and when the time is right, we will lead the members to attack the city gates with all our strength."

"As soon as the war breaks out, the hungry people who are held hostage by my sect will help us fight and point their spearheads at the bandit army."

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