Outside the city.
After reaching an agreement with Cui Ning, Jiang Deng and the other two settled down in the military camp.
Because they were cultivators, they were treated as honored guests and stayed in a tent closest to the main tent.
Since they didn't need help with military training, and since Jiang Deng had nothing to do, he started studying the magical power of "Seal of Domination" and soon condensed a Dharma body.
In addition, she would also help Feng Qing refine the pill to restore her eyesight in her spare time, and learn how to refine pills at the same time.
Although she is not very interested in alchemy, there is a big black cauldron in the Eight Gates Secret Realm that she likes. After the fusion of the secret realm and the mustard seed space is completed, she must take out the big black cauldron and give it a try!
laugh--
A clear sound was heard when the elixir was completed.
With the crazy influx of spiritual energy, a blue light lit up, and then a round pill appeared in the alchemy furnace!
The Xuan-level lower-grade elixir, the pill that restores vision, is ready!
Seeing this, the three people in the tent breathed a sigh of relief.
Although only one pill was successful, it was already a great achievement to succeed in one go.
Jiang Zhiling blinked and asked in confusion, "Sister Feng Qing, didn't you reject Feng Jiuyou's request before? Why are you still spending time refining the Mind-Restoring Pill?"
Feng Qing's face turned pale due to the excessive consumption of spiritual energy. A hint of bitterness appeared in her voice. "After all, my mother gave birth to me. Her eye disease must be treated. I can't really just ignore it."
Jiang Deng patted Feng Qing's shoulder to comfort her. "Well, after the war is over, we will go to the palace with you and give the Mingming Pill to your mother."
"Thank you, Peak Master."
Feng Qing looked at Jiang Deng with gratitude. Without Jiang Deng's help, she would not have been able to surpass her own strength and refine the lower-grade Xuan-level Restoring Eyes Pill.
The three were about to say something else when they heard the voice of the messenger outside the tent.
"Three Immortal Masters, the general invites you to the main tent for a meeting."
Jiang Deng raised an eyebrow and asked, "What's the matter?"
"It seems that we have received news from spies in Phoenix City." The communication officer replied.
The three of them looked at each other, then hurried out of the tent and headed for the main tent.
As soon as Jiang Deng lifted the door curtain, she saw that the main tent was already full of people, but they had not started discussing anything yet. It was obvious that they were waiting for them.
"The Immortal Masters are here!"
Led by Cui Ning, generals and counselors of all ranks stood up to greet him, their attitudes so warm that they were almost flattering.
Obviously, after analyzing the pros and cons, they knew that if they wanted to win this war, they had to rely on the power of Jiang Deng and the other three cultivators.
Cui Ning raised his hand and pointed to the main seat, "Master Jiang, please take a seat."
Jiang Deng sat down in the main seat without any hesitation and said leisurely, "Tell me, what news did you get?"
"It's like this. Our spies in the city said that after the old emperor hosted a banquet for the three immortal cultivators that night, he began to integrate the city's defense forces, intending to march out of the city to meet the enemy tomorrow."
Cui Ning announced the information he had obtained exactly as it was.
"What?!"
Before Jiang Deng could do anything, the counselors and generals around him said in disbelief: "The old emperor has gone crazy!"
"The defenders in the city only have 16,000 soldiers. How can they fight against our 100,000-man army?"
The strategist named Lu Tian stroked his long beard and wondered, "Could it be that those three immortal cultivators in the city are planning to attack? If they are very powerful, a few spells could indeed wipe out our 100,000-man army."
"Won't."
Jiang Deng explained, "If cultivators wantonly slaughter mortals, it will affect our cultivation. Normal cultivators would never do such a thing unless it's absolutely necessary. This is why we can't directly intervene in the war."
"As long as the three cultivators in the city are not mentally damaged, there is no need for them to cut off their own path to immortality for the sake of the Fenglan Empire."
Upon hearing this, Cui Ning quickly asked, "Immortal cultivators can't kill mortals? Then can they interfere in wars?"
"This is feasible," Jiang Deng nodded, and then comforted him, "But don't worry, if those three monks really interfere with the outcome of the war, we three sisters will not just stand by and watch."
"That's right," Feng Qing agreed, "After all, this is the country where I was born. I will do my best to end the war as quickly as possible and keep the number of casualties to a minimum."
"Sir... cough," Cui Ning coughed lightly, "Don't worry, Feng Qing. I promise you that after we have the situation under control, we will not kill any more people."
"With the immortal masters here, we feel relieved!" A group of counselors and generals spoke out in unison, flattering them.
"Oh! Tomorrow, we'll teach the old emperor a lesson! To appease the old general's spirit in heaven!"
"Alas, after so many days of hard work, we can finally solve it tomorrow. We just have to wait for the war to end so that we can go home soon!"
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Unlike everyone else who was confident of victory, Jiang Deng sensed something unusual in Cui Ning's message.
Three monks appeared in Phoenix City.
If nothing unexpected happens, two of them should be Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru. After all, they both left the secret realm at the same time. When Feng Jiuyou returned to Fenglan Empire to visit relatives, he might have brought Ying Ziru with him.
But who is the other monk?
Somehow, when thinking of this, Jiang Deng always felt a little uneasy, as if something was going to happen.
The next day, it was still dark.
One hundred thousand troops were ready to go.
Jiang Deng, Cui Ning and other leaders stood in front, looking at the city gate opposite from afar.
Creak——
The city gate, which had been sealed for many days, was opened from the inside, and more than 10,000 soldiers slowly walked out of the city gate.
There were both cavalry and infantry among them, and the formation was a bit sloppy, but none of them seemed panicked. Instead, they were very confident, as if they were very sure of this battle.
Seeing this, Cui Ning's generals were shocked: "He actually used all his strength right from the start?"
Advisor Lu Tian couldn't help laughing: "The old emperor has really lost his mind. His city defense force is only 16,000 people. How can he fight against our 100,000-man army?"
However, the laughter soon stopped.
It was just because after the city defenders split into two teams, a sword light flashed in the sky, and a cultivator flew on a sword above the two teams of city defenders.
"It's Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru!" Jiang Zhiling said in surprise.
Jiang Deng frowned. Sure enough, it was these two people, but why didn't he see the other cultivator? Where did that person go?
Feng Qing's expression was a bit complicated. She never thought that one day, she would stand on the opposite side of her brother...
The other side.
Feng Jiuyou and Ying Ziru, who were floating in the air on their swords, also saw Jiang Deng and the other two from afar.
As soon as Ying Ziru saw Jiang Deng, all the past grudges came to his mind, and he hated her so much that his teeth itched.
If Lin Jun's instructions were not still ringing in his ears, he would probably have immediately commanded the army below to attack Jiang Deng!
Feng Jiuyou saw Feng Qing standing next to Cui Ning, and her eyes turned red with anger. "Feng Qing! As the sixteenth princess of the Fenglan Empire, how can you stand on the side of the rebels? Come to my brother quickly!"
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