Chapter 2094 Sitting on the sidelines

A monk presented a secret letter, which was a letter asking for help from Li Yuaxu and others.

The secret letter was placed on the table, and everyone looked at Master Huaiyin.

Master Huaiyin said: "I don't know how long it will take until all parties negotiate a clear charter, and dispatching troops and generals is not something that can be done overnight. If the delay is too long, the situation may be irreversible. Now only Xihuang can send troops immediately

reinforce."

The Three Religions Alliance obviously has a wait-and-see attitude, but Fan Lao Mo has good reasons and cannot criticize harshly, and other forces may not have the same mentality.

Fan Laomo said displeased: "What the holy monk means is that we send troops without consulting other Taoists?"

"The Western Wasteland Allied Forces have the right to adapt to changes. This is a rule set from the beginning. When the situation arises, the right is followed. Moreover, we do not want to send all the monks to Beihai, leaving enough troops to resist foreign enemies. The rest rush to Beihai to relieve Beihai.

It is urgent," Master Huaiyin paused slightly and said to Old Demon Fan, "If the Western Wilderness is in danger, as long as Zhongzhou and Donghai can reinforce it in time, there will be no risk of being lost."

Valley Master Mu and others nodded in agreement with Master Huaiyin's words.

Bao Xi was overjoyed when he heard this and said to Master Huaiyin, "The holy monk understands the great righteousness!"

Fan Laomo snorted. Master Huaiyin obviously wanted to force the three religious alliances to make a decision as soon as possible. This was a conspiracy, but he could not threaten Zhongzhou by refusing to save Xihuang.

In fact, Fan Laomo 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 Beihai, not a Beihai occupied by the Changyou Clan.

They still have to save Beihai before it falls.

Thinking of this, Fan Laomo did not openly refute Master Huaiyin, but looked at the other person beside him, "What do you think, fellow Taoist Lingshou?"

This man looks old, has two long beards on his upper lip, and carries a round tortoise shell behind his back. His figure looks a bit stooped and thin, as if he is curled up in the tortoise shell.

He is the Linggui Detao, his dharma name is Lingshou, he was born in the East China Sea, and he is a general under the Dragon Whale Great Holy See.

From the beginning of the discussion, Holy King Lingshou was taciturn, his eyelids were drooped, his breathing was steady, he was drowsy, and he did not express any opinions.

Fan Laomo stared intently and saw that Holy King Lingshou could not escape. His eyelids trembled. He gently twirled his beard with his right hand and said unhurriedly: "I haven't seen the decree of Holy King Dragon Whale, so I don't dare to make any decision on my own. However, no matter what

Whatever your plans are, I will work conscientiously to defend the Western Wasteland."

Saint King Lingshou's answer was very tactful and he was unwilling to get involved in this matter, but he did not object to anyone.

Fan Laomo had no choice but to ask Master Huaiyin: "How many people did the holy monk decide to dispatch to reinforce Beihai?"

Master Huaiyin looked at Bao Xi, "The Taoist friends from the Four Holy Palaces are stationed at Qiong Mountain. How about the poor monk sending people to Qiong Mountain to replace them and asking the monks hiding in the ancient water abyss to follow Taoist Bao?"

Yuan Zhu interjected, "The situation in the north is still under control. I can also separate some of the demon soldiers and let Bao Daoyou take them away."

Bao Xi saluted one by one, "Thank you two Taoist friends, I will definitely live up to everyone's expectations!"

Immediately afterwards, Master Mu Valley revealed a surprising news, "I won't give Fellow Daoist Bao any soldiers here. I just received the talisman letter from Fellow Daoist Fang. The Wu clan has decided to send troops to Beihai immediately. Maybe they are on the way now."

Already."

Hearing this, everyone was a little surprised.

There was no news from the Monster Clan, and the three religious alliances used various excuses to shirk the situation. The weakest Wu Clan took the lead in expressing its support for Beihai.

The situation did not develop in the direction Fan Laomo expected. Xihuang and the Wu clan were too decisive. Master Huaiyin was upright and excusable. Unexpectedly, the cunning old Mo Fang did not choose to wait and see first.

However, this time the Changyou Clan is approaching fiercely and is bound to capture Beihai. These reinforcements alone can only delay the Changyou Clan's progress. In the end, they still have to rely on them if they want to reverse the situation of the war.

Thinking of this, Fan Laomo stood up and said, "Since you have already made your decision, why should I be a villain! You'd better pray that nothing happens to Xihuang!"

After leaving these words, Fan Laomo walked away with a flick of his sleeves, and Holy King Lingshou also stood up and left tremblingly.

…

Zhongzhou Continent.

To the west of the two Nanman states, beyond the many mountains, there is a slightly flat wasteland, but it is still dominated by mountains and hills, and the plain area is small.

The Wu Clan lives in this area, and the Holy Mountain of the Wu Clan, which was moved from the Wushen Continent, is in the center of this area for the Wu Clan to pay their respects.

The Holy Mountain has a high status in the minds of the Wu people, due to ancient legends and because it is the place where the great Wu Zhu practiced.

After arriving in the Zhongzhou Continent, the Wu Clan unearthed several holy places for cultivation, which were not inferior to the Holy Mountain, or even better. Many elders of the Wu Clan opened caves there, but the status of the Holy Mountain cannot be shaken.

Even after that natural disaster, the Holy Mountain was severely damaged and changed beyond recognition, and the Holy Temple was reduced to nothing. As a great witch, Fang Lao Mo never considered moving elsewhere.

The top of the holy mountain.

The traces of the climate change are still there, and the top of the mountain was directly wiped away by the bloody wind.

Later, the bloody wind formed a bloody storm that enveloped the Holy Mountain, and it took a long time for it to dissipate.

The bloody wind persists for years, causing people to panic and is regarded as an ominous sign by the Wu tribe.

This is the power that makes the monks feel palpitations and fear. Because of this, they judge that Qin Sang has been targeted by the bloody sun and has no hope of survival.

The top of the holy mountain is still empty, with a few simple halls scattered on the lower level.

One of them is Fang Lao Mo's bedroom.

A young man from the Wu tribe came to the palace, touched the forbidden area lightly, heard the sound of "come in", pushed the door open, and saw a cicada lying on the throne. He saluted respectfully, "My son meets his adoptive father!"

The cicada's shadow did not move, and Fang Laomo's voice came out, "Get up."

"yes!"

The young man from the Wu tribe straightened up and said, "Everything is ready according to the instructions of the foster father."

Fang Laomo said ‘hmm’ and said, “Take them to Beihai yourself, go now.”

The young man from the Wu tribe did not respond directly, showing hesitation.

"What's your problem?" Fang Laomo saw through his mind.

"My child has something unclear and he dares to ask his adoptive father for advice!"

The young man from the Wu clan knelt down on one knee, "It's not normal for the Three Religions Alliance and the demon clans in the two places to express their stance for a long time. Why didn't my adoptive father wait before making a decision? The greater the conflict between them, the more beneficial it is to us, isn't it?"

Fang Laomo seemed to have expected this. His tone was calm and he asked, "Do you think they will let Beihai fall?"

The young man from the Wu Clan was startled, thought for a moment, and said: "The Three Religions Alliance will definitely not sit idly by and ignore it, but the Monster Clan may not."

"Fairy Liuli, Three Religions Alliance, Monster Clan..."

Fang Laomo said calmly, "Each of them is far more powerful than our clan. If our clan wants to survive and recuperate here, we must form an alliance with one party. Previously, we chose to advance and retreat together with Fairy Liuli. If Beihai suffers from this,

After being severely damaged, we are going to decline from now on, and we have to rely on the three religious alliances or the demon clan. Since they are all foreign races, what is the difference?"

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"The demon clan is unruly and the three religious alliances are overbearing. It is better to rely on Fairy Liuli. At least Fairy Liuli's temperament is obvious to all. She can treat everyone equally when distributing Qingling's energy and has not discriminated against our clan." The young man from the Wu clan murmured, understanding the meaning.

My father’s good intentions finally led to him sighing, “God be damned, I don’t know when our clan will be able to usher in the day of revival and get rid of this situation!”

"Since we are in the vast world, there is hope. As long as our clan continues, we will one day meet others of the same clan..."

Fang Laomo's voice gradually faded away, and the young man from the Wu clan silently exited the hall.

…

Three Religions Alliance, Main Altar Hall.

There are three high chairs at the top, which belong to the Eight Views, Ganlu Temple and Tianhao Tower respectively. Because Fan Laomo is not here, one of them is empty. The other two are respectively occupied by the Eight Views Qishen Zhenjun and the Ganlu Temple Yinci Saint.

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They sat high on it and looked down.

Sitting below are experts from various factions, including sect leaders and great elders.

After the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism and Demon formed an alliance, they also attracted the sect forces 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 sect forces were unable to compete with them, so they also joined the Three Religions Alliance one after another.

The religious alliance, but its power cannot be compared with the three sects.

At this time, Zhenjun Qishen and Saint Yinci specially summoned all the sects in Zhongzhou, whether they were members of the Three Religions Alliance or not, to announce to them that Beihai had been robbed and discuss the matter together.

In the past, major events were basically decided by the big sects and followed by the smaller sects. This was not a common sight.

Different factions talked to each other and argued endlessly. Some said that Beihai should be saved, some thought that the Changyou clan was attacking in the east and west, and they should be wary of their sneak attack on Zhongzhou. Some people thought that Beihai was alarmist. How could the Liuli Fairy be in Beihai so quickly?

If you retreat, you definitely don’t want too many casualties, so let reinforcements like them go up and die...

The cultivators have rich imaginations and have all kinds of opinions. When the discussion is heated, they will even start to curse each other on the spot, accusing the other party of bad intentions, making the main altar hall look like a bustling city.

If this continues, I don't know how many years or months it will take for the discussion to come to a result, but Zhenjun Qishen and Saint Yinci have no intention of stopping it.

Until nightfall, as expected, there was no result, and Saint Yinci announced that we would discuss it again tomorrow.

Lu Zhang walked out of the hall alone, returned to the Bu Nian Mountain Palace, looked up at the bright moon, and let out a sigh.

"Why is Master Lu so sad?" A clear voice came from behind.

Lu Zhang had noticed it a long time ago and without looking back, "Didn't the Poison King see anything during this period?"

The Poison King walked up to Lu Zhang, looked at the night in the distance, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry for my blindness, but Zhenjun Qishen and Saint Yinci are not people who are good at making decisions, otherwise they would be the masters of the three sects. They don't dare to

It is normal to make a decision easily and not have the same prestige as the three sect leaders. It is normal for you to be careless and unable to control the situation."

Lu Zhang laughed and shook his head silently.

"However, the timing of the three sect masters' retreat is indeed somewhat clever, and they are refining such an important treasure. I don't know how sure they are," Poison King said meaningfully.
To be continued...