ragginovel Chapter 2094 Sitting on the sidelines
Chapter 2094 Sitting on the sidelines
Chapter 2094 Sitting on the sidelines
A monk presented a secret letter, which was a letter asking for help from Li Yufu and others.
The secret letter was placed on the table, and everyone looked at Master Huaiyin.
Master Huaiyin said: "It is unknown how long it will take for all parties to come up with a clear charter, and the deployment of troops is not something that can be done overnight. If we delay too long, the situation may be difficult to reverse. Now only the Western Wasteland can send troops to reinforce immediately."
The Three Religious Alliance is clearly on the sidelines, but Old Demon Fan has good reasons and cannot be blamed, and other forces may also have the same idea.
Fan Lao Mo said unhappily, "Saint Monk, do you mean that we should send out troops without consulting other Taoist friends?"
"The Western Wasteland Coalition has the right to act on the situation, which is a rule set at the beginning. We should act on the situation in an emergency. Besides, we don't have to send all the cultivators to the North Sea. We should leave enough troops to resist the foreign enemies, and the rest of us should rush to the North Sea to solve the urgent problem in the North Sea," Master Huaiyin paused for a moment and said to Old Demon Fan, "If the Western Wasteland is in danger, as long as Zhongzhou and Donghai can provide timely reinforcements, there will be no risk of losing it."
Master Mu Gu and others nodded, agreeing with Master Huaiyin's words.
Bao Xi was overjoyed when he heard this, and bowed to Master Huaiyin, "The holy monk is very wise!"
Old Demon Fan snorted. Master Huaiyin was obviously trying to force the Three Religions Alliance to make a decision as soon as possible. This was an open conspiracy, but he could not threaten the other party by saying that Zhongzhou would not help Xihuang.
In fact, Old Demon Fan knew very well that it was impossible for all forces to obey his orders, and what the Three Religions Alliance wanted to see was a weak North Sea, not a North Sea occupied by the Changyou Clan.
They still have to save the North Sea before it falls.
Thinking of this, Old Demon Fan did not openly refute Master Huaiyin, but looked at another person beside him, "What do you think, Taoist Lingshou?"
This man looks old, with two long mustaches on his upper lip. He carries a round tortoise shell on his back. His body appears a little hunched and thin, as if he is curled up in the tortoise shell.
He is a spiritual turtle who has attained enlightenment. His Buddhist name is Lingshou. He was born in the East China Sea and is a general under the Great Saint Dragon Whale.
From the beginning of the discussion, Saint King Lingshou was silent, with drooping eyelids, breathing steadily, drowsy, and did not express any opinions.
Old Demon Fan looked at him intently. Seeing that he could not escape, Saint King Lingshou's eyelids trembled. He gently twisted his beard with his right hand and said slowly: "I dare not make a decision without seeing Saint King Longjing's decree. However, no matter what you plan, I will conscientiously defend the Western Wasteland."
The answer from the Holy King Lingshou was very glib. He was unwilling to get involved in the matter, but he also did not oppose anyone.
Fan Lao Mo had no choice but to ask Master Huai Yin: "How many people does the holy monk plan to send to reinforce Beihai?"
Master Huaiyin looked at Bao Xi and said, "The Taoist friends from the Four Saints Palace are stationed at Qiongshan. How about I send people to Qiongshan to replace them and let the monks hiding in Gushuiyuan follow Taoist Bao?"
Yuan Zhu interjected, "The situation in the north is still under control. I can also send some demon soldiers to let Fellow Daoist Bao take them away."
Bao Xi bowed to them one by one, "Thank you two fellow Taoists, I will definitely live up to your expectations!"
Then, Master Mu revealed an unexpected news, "I will not give Fellow Daoist Bao any soldiers. I just received a letter from Fellow Daoist Fang. The Wu Clan has decided to send troops to the North Sea immediately. They may already be on the way."
Hearing this, everyone was a little surprised.
There was no news from the demon clan, and the Three Religions Alliance used various excuses to shirk responsibility. However, the weakest witch clan took the lead in expressing its firm support for Beihai.
The situation did not develop in the direction that Old Demon Fan had expected. Xihuang and the Witch Clan were too decisive. Master Huaiyin was upright in character, so it was understandable. However, he did not expect that the cunning Old Demon Fang did not choose to wait and see first.
However, this time the Changyou tribe is coming with great force and is determined to take over the North Sea. These reinforcements alone can only delay the pace of the Changyou tribe. In the end, if they want to reverse the situation, they still have to rely on them.
Thinking of this, Old Demon Fan slammed the table and stood up, "Since everyone has already made up their mind, why should I be a bad guy! You'd better pray that nothing happens to the Western Wasteland!"
After saying this, Old Demon Fan turned away, and Saint King Lingshou also stood up tremblingly to say goodbye.
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Zhongzhou Continent.
To the west of the two southern barbarian states, across the mountains, there is a slightly flat wasteland, but it is still dominated by mountains and hills, and the plain area is narrow.
The Wu Clan lives in this area. The Wu Clan’s Holy Mountain, which migrated from the Wu God Continent, is located in the center of this area for the Wu Clan members to admire.
The Holy Mountain holds a high status in the minds of the witch tribe, due to ancient legends and also because it is the place where the great witches practice.
After arriving in the Zhongzhou Continent, the Wu Clan discovered several holy places for cultivation that were not inferior to the Holy Mountain, and some were even better. Many Wu Clan elders opened caves there, but the status of the Holy Mountain was unshakable.
Even after the catastrophe, the holy mountain was severely damaged and unrecognizable, and the holy temple was destroyed. As the great witch, Fang Lao Mo never considered moving to another place.
The top of the holy mountain.
The traces of the change in the sky that year are still there, and the top of the mountain was directly wiped out by the bloody wind.
Later, the blood wind formed a blood-red storm that enveloped the holy mountain, and it took a long time for it to dissipate.
The bloody wind lasted for years, causing panic among the people and was regarded as a bad omen by the Wu tribe.
This is a power that even the Divine Transformation cultivators feel palpitations and fear. Because of this, they judged that Qin Sang was targeted by the Bloody Sun and had no hope of survival.
The top of the holy mountain is still empty, and on the lower level, there are several ancient palaces scattered around.
One of them is the bedroom of Mr. Fang.
A young man from the Wu clan came to the front of the palace, gently touched the restriction, heard a voice of "come in", pushed the door open, saw a cicada lying on the throne, and bowed respectfully, "My son greets his adoptive father!"
The cicada shadow did not move, and the voice of Fang Lao Mo was heard, "Get up."
"Yes!"
The young man from the Wu tribe stood up and said, "Everything is ready according to my foster father's instructions."
Fang Lao Mo hummed and said, "You can take them to the North Sea yourself, go now."
The young man from the Wu clan did not respond directly, but looked hesitant.
"What's your problem?" Fang Lao Mo saw through his thoughts.
"But there is one thing I don't understand, so I dare to ask my foster father for advice!"
The young man from the Wu clan knelt on one knee and said, "It's very abnormal that the Three Religious Alliance and the two demon clans have not expressed their opinions yet. Why don't you wait a while before making a decision, godfather? The greater their conflicts, the better it is for us, isn't it?"
Fang Lao Mo seemed to have expected this. He asked calmly, "Do you think they will let the North Sea fall?"
The young man from the Wu clan was startled, thought for a moment, and said, "The Three Religious Alliance will definitely not sit idly by, but the Demon Clan may not be the same."
"Fairy Liuli, the Three Religious Alliance, the Demon Clan..."
Fang Lao Mo said calmly, "Any of them is far more powerful than ours. If our clan wants to survive here and recuperate, we must form an alliance with one of them. We chose to advance and retreat together with Liuli Fairy before. If the North Sea suffers this heavy blow and declines from now on, we will have to rely on the Three Religions Alliance or the Demon Clan. Since they are all foreign races, what is the difference?"
"The demons are unruly and the Three Religions are overbearing. It is better for us to rely on the Glazed Fairy. At least the Glazed Fairy's temperament is obvious to all. She can treat everyone equally when distributing the Qingling Qi and has never discriminated against our tribe," the young man from the Wu tribe murmured. He understood the good intentions of his adoptive father and sighed at the end, "Witch God, I don't know when our tribe will be able to usher in the day of revival and get rid of this situation!"
"Since we are in this vast world, there is hope. As long as our race continues to exist, one day we will meet other people of the same race..."
The voice of Old Demon Fang gradually faded away, and the young man from the Wu clan quietly left the hall.
……
The Three Religions Alliance, the main hall.
There are three high chairs at the top, belonging to the Eight Views, Ganlu Temple and Tianhao Tower respectively. As Fan Lao Mo is not here, one is empty, and the other two are occupied by Qi Shen Zhenjun of the Eight Views and Yin Ci Saint of Ganlu Temple respectively.
They sat high up on it, looking down.
Sitting below were masters from various sects, including sect leaders and great elders.
After the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism and Demonism formed an alliance, they also tried to win over the sects close to them to join the Three Religions Alliance. Later, Qin Sang ordered the Three Religions Alliance to gather the power of Zhongzhou to find the ascension platform. Other sects were unable to resist it, so they also joined the Three Religions Alliance one after another, but their power could not be compared with that of the three sects.
At this time, Qi Shen Zhenjun and Yin Ci Saint specially summoned all the sects in Zhongzhou, regardless of whether they were members of the Three Religions Alliance, and gathered them here to announce to them that the North Sea had been hit by a disaster and to discuss the matter together.
In the past, major events were basically decided by the major sects, and the smaller sects followed. This scene was not common.
The various sects argued endlessly, some said that Beihai should be saved, some thought that the Changyou tribe made a feint to the east and attacked in the west, and they should be wary of their sneak attacks on Zhongzhou, and some thought that Beihai was exaggerating, and that Liuli Fairy was in charge of Beihai, so how could she retreat so quickly? She must not want too many casualties, so she let these reinforcements go to die...
Those who practice Taoism have rich imaginations and have all kinds of opinions. When the discussion is heated, they even start to curse at each other on the spot, accusing each other of having bad intentions, making the main hall look like a busy city.
If this continues, it will take who knows when a conclusion can be reached, but Qi Shen Zhen Jun and Yin Ci Sheng Zhe have no intention of stopping it.
As time went by, there was still no conclusion, and Saint Yinci announced that they would discuss the matter again tomorrow.
Lu Zhang walked out of the hall alone and returned to the Bunian Mountain Palace. He looked up at the bright moon and let out a soft sigh.
"Why is Master Lu so sad?" A clear voice came from behind.
Lu Zhang had already noticed it, and without even turning his head, he asked, "Didn't the Poison King notice anything during this time?"
The Poison King walked up to Lu Zhang, looked out at the night sky, and said with a smile, "Forgive my poor eyesight. Qi Shen Zhenjun and Yin Ci Saint are not good at making decisions, otherwise they would be the leaders of the three sects. They dare not make decisions easily, and their prestige is not as high as that of the three sect leaders. It is normal that they are careless and cannot control the situation."
Lu Zhang chuckled and shook his head without saying anything.
“However, the timing of the three sect masters’ retreat is indeed clever, and I wonder how confident they are in refining such an important treasure,” the Poison King said meaningfully.
Lu Zhang frowned slightly, "What do you want to say, fellow Taoist?"
The Poison King shook his head. "I was just sighing, I didn't mean anything else. It must be a coincidence."
Lu Zhang also had some doubts in his mind, but he quickly dismissed the idea. No matter what, the Three Religious Alliance could not collude with the Changyou Clan.
"In this case, please be careful with your words, so as not to cause misunderstanding."
The Poison King nodded and stopped talking about this matter. He changed his tone and asked, "I heard that Sect Leader Lu and Qin Zhenjun had a close friendship back then?"
Lu Zhang showed a nostalgic look and sighed, "Back then, thanks to the help of Fellow Daoist Qin, I was able to successfully break through to the late Nascent Soul stage. It's a pity that Senior Brother decided to close the mountain, and when Fellow Daoist Qin was in danger, I was unable to lend a helping hand."
"Fairy Liuli is the widow of Qin Zhenjun, and Qingyang Temple is the sect founded by Qin Zhenjun. So, no matter what the result here is, Master Lu will definitely send reinforcements to Beihai?" asked the Poison King.
Lu Zhang made no secret of it and nodded, "That's right! I wonder what your plan is?"
He knew that the Poison King came here specifically to mention this matter, and it must be for a reason.
"The attitudes of the three religions are unclear, and we are dependent on them and have concerns in our hearts. I believe that Sect Leader Lu can understand. However, I have created several poison formations suitable for battlefields over the years, and specially selected some elders and disciples to practice. I am looking for an opportunity to test their power. If Sect Leader Lu agrees, I will let them go to Bu Nian Mountain to wait for orders," said the Poison King.
Lu Zhang's expression straightened up, "Lu, on behalf of Master Li, would like to thank you, Taoist friend!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of breaking air in the distance. The people coming were none other than the leader of the Qiongying Sect and the head of the Liuzhou Hall, Mu.
The leader of the Qiongying Sect is a woman with a graceful figure, but her face is covered with a veil so her appearance cannot be seen clearly.
Master Mu and Liuzhou Hall are no longer what they used to be. They have gained support from Liuli, and are now not only a large chamber of commerce in Zhongzhou, but their business also spreads across the North Sea and various regions in Zhongzhou, becoming a behemoth.
"Greetings to Sect Leader Murong and Hall Master Mu!" Lu Zhang and the Poison King bowed.
They were not too surprised to see the Poison King. Sect Leader Murong returned the greeting and said straight to the point, "Alliance Master Shen's sect is in trouble. The fellows of the Tiangong Alliance are filled with righteous indignation. We cannot sit idly by. I don't know how long this argument will last. These people are hard to rely on. I would like to ask Sect Leader Lu for his opinion on whether we should send some reinforcements first."
Hall Master Mu also said: "The Six States Hall is already operating at full capacity, dispatching elixirs and magical instruments to the North Sea!"
The Poison King smiled when he heard this, "Great minds think alike. I am discussing this matter with Sect Leader Lu!"
In addition to them, other forces also made different choices, some bet on both sides, and some stood by and watched.
……
East China Sea.
The most secluded palace of the Holy King Dragon Whale.
The Holy King of Dragon Whales was not in seclusion. He was sitting on the throne with a golden sword. A demon cultivator was kneeling below, reporting to him about the situation outside.
"The Three Religious Alliance hasn't taken any action yet?"
The Holy King Dragon Whale rubbed his chin, somewhat surprised, with a thoughtful look on his face and a gleam in his eyes.
His eyes turned and fell on the talisman in front of him, which was the letter asking for help from Li Yufu and others.
The Three Religious Alliance must have received it, but their attitude is quite interesting.
"Any news about those guys in the Demon Sea?"
The demon cultivator replied: "No news yet."
After pondering for a long time, the Dragon Whale Saint King waved his hand and the talisman floated in front of the demon cultivator, "Remember, I have been practicing in seclusion, seeking a breakthrough. You stay put, keep a close eye on the Three Religious Alliance and the Demon Sea, and report to me immediately if you have any news!"
"I obey my orders!"
The demon cultivator carefully put away the talisman, bowed and retreated.