Chapter 159 Breaking the Balance of the World

The moonlight is cold.

Lu Fan sat upright in a wheelchair. The Thousand Blade Chair sparkled with exquisite and brilliant light under the moonlight, and it was as beautiful as a top-notch work of art.

An oppressive atmosphere permeated the second floor of the pavilion, and Nie Zhangqing and Ning Zhao felt their hearts sink.

Sure enough, did the shadows they released in the central palace make the young master angry? They actually caused the young master to take action personally, so those shadows must not be good things.

The wheelchair turned, and Lu Fan was facing Nie Zhangqing and Ning Zhao.

Gently flick your sleeves.

The bronze wine cup filled with warm green plum wine that was placed on the nanmu table flew towards Ning Zhao and Nie Zhangqing.

"Let's have a drink to calm down first."

"You should have seen the battle between the ancient cultivator and the 'Evil Devil from Outer Space', right?"

Xie Yunling, who was studying the formation with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.

The four words "evil demon from outer space" are now extremely sensitive to him.

Ning Zhao bit her lip and nodded.

Nie Zhangqing took the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. The scene on the corridor gave him a strong shock.

Those in the Ti Zang realm died in large numbers, and there were even many strong ones whose aura far exceeded that of the Ti Zang realm falling in the sky.

Lu Fan tapped his fingers on the wheelchair.

"Sir... after we killed the ancient body hidden realm, countless invisible black shadows ran out of the palace..."

Ning Zhao took a deep breath and said.

"I killed most of them, but there were too many of them and a few still escaped."

Lu Fan said calmly.

"As for the few who escaped, you are responsible for dealing with them yourselves."

"What are those?"

Nie Zhangqing asked.

"The ancient emperor set up a formation to suppress the souls polluted by the evil demons from outer space. However, with the death of the ancient Qi cultivator in the Ti Zang realm, the formation collapsed and the evil souls flew everywhere. Fortunately, I destroyed most of them."

"A soul polluted by an evil demon from outer space?"

Ning Zhao and Nie Zhangqing were puzzled.

They don't seem to understand this very well.

Xie Yunling's eyes narrowed as he spoke slowly, explaining to Ning Zhao and Nie Zhangqing what had happened to him and what the so-called evil seed was.

After all, Xie Yunling's soul was almost polluted by the evil demon from outer space.

"These evil spirits are scattered across the heaven and earth, and will attach themselves to wild animals, plants, and even fish monsters, affecting the evolution of these creatures. They can be called demons."

Lu Fan tapped his fingers on the wheelchair.

"Since you are the ones who released the monsters, you will need to deal with them yourself. How you treat these monsters is up to you."

Lu Fan said.

He obviously didn't want to say too much.

After Nie Zhangqing and the others bowed, they left the Baiyujing Pavilion.

They found Xie Yunling and asked him about the evil demons from outer space.

Xie Yunling did not hide it. They pointed to the Beiluo Lake that reflected the cold moonlight and said that under the lake there was an evil demon from outer space being suppressed by the young master.

Ning Zhao and Nie Zhangqing were both shocked.

The second floor of the pavilion.

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, with a spiritual pressure chessboard in front of him. He was holding the pieces and setting up the Wind and Rain Game to restore the strength of his soul and refine his Qi.

These so-called souls polluted by the evil spirits from outer space were actually created by Lu Fan.

A true world of practice should achieve prosperity and diversity among practicing beings.

If we rely on the current world to slowly evolve and give birth to intelligent monsters or spiritual creatures, it is unknown how long it will take.

Therefore, Lu Fan chose to lend a hand.

The benefit of the existence of monsters is naturally to bring some pressure and excitement to the world.

According to what that ray of golden light said, the wanderers who arrived three months later were all the failed plane lords who were invaded and swallowed up by the original low-level martial arts world.

According to what Jin Mang said, their overall strength is at the foundation-building stage and will not exceed the golden elixir stage.

Laying the foundation is also called body storage.

Lu Fan had some interest originally, but now he had no interest at all.

If an old monster in the Jindan realm came in person, perhaps he could help him stand up from the wheelchair, but... Lu Fan didn't think it would be very challenging for the Ti Zang realm.

The wind blew gently, and the night wind was a bit cold.

Under the moonlight, Lu Fan's white shirt was whiter than snow, and he played chess with the chess pieces on the chessboard. The crisp sound seemed a bit lonely in the silent night, and startled the crows lurking on the island in the middle of the lake.

…

Tan Tai Xuan sat in the main seat in the big tent.

He narrowed his eyes. The moonlight outside the tent was cold and sharp, spreading frost all over the world.

Torches were burning inside the tent, making crackling sounds.

Mo Beike sat drinking hot tea, while Mo Ju seemed to be thinking about something.

A figure in a black robe and a hood left the Beijun camp, rode out on his horse, and only looked back at the Beijun camp after he had gone a long way.

He slowly took off his hood, revealing a handsome face.

This person was none other than the eldest son of the governor of Nanjun, Tang Baiyun.

Without staying long, Tang Baiyun put on his hood, rode away at full speed under the cold moonlight.

Inside the account.

Tan Taixuan shook his head, "As expected, Mo Ju guessed it right..."

"Tang Xiansheng's target is Jiang Li. He wants to join forces with me to get rid of Jiang Li. If the Great Zhou Dynasty loses Jiang Li, it will be like losing a sharp spear, and it will not be long before it falls apart."

Tang Xiansheng is indeed very courageous.

He actually asked the future successor Tang Baiyun to come to the Beijun camp to discuss this matter in secret.

Once Tan Tai Xuan makes up his mind and detains Tang Baiyun, the entire Nanjun will be constrained.

However, Tang Xiansheng should have calculated Tan Tai Xuan correctly.

It is expected that Tan Tai Xuan will not detain Tang Baiyun. After all, the benefits of this matter are not that great.

"Master, do you think Tang Xiansheng's plan is feasible?"

Tan Tai Xuan's eyes fell on Mo Beike and he asked respectfully.

Mo Ju gently waved his feather fan and looked at Mo Beike.

"Mo Ju, what do you think?"

Mo Beike drank the hot tea drizzly, smiled, blew away the hot steam on the tea, and asked.

Tan Tai Xuan and Mo Ju were both stunned.

Mo Beike threw this question to Mo Ju again, repeatedly asking for his opinion...

Tan Tai Xuan seemed to sense something unusual.

Could it be that Mo Beike wanted to train Mo Ju? Perhaps, he wanted to train Mo Ju to become the future leader of the Mohist school?

Tan Tai Xuan's heart moved and a slight look of joy appeared on his face. This was good news for him.

Mo Ju became his aide very early. If he could become a future leader of the Mohist school, Tan Tai Xuan's strength would be even stronger.

Don’t think that the Mohist school seems to be in decline today, but after all, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and the influence of Mohism in the world still exists.

After all, it is a very powerful school among the hundreds of schools of thought.

"Jiang Li is a great hero in the world, and he has inherited the essence of military strategy. We still have to treat him with caution. Maybe Tang Xiansheng is trying to lure the snake out of its hole and join forces with Jiang Li to deal with our Beijun army."

"Besides...it's a pity that a person like Jiang Li died like this."

Mo Ju gently waved his feather fan and answered.

Mo Beike paused while drinking his tea.

Tan Tai Xuan also frowned.

Obviously, Mo Ju's answer was somewhat beyond the expectations of the two.

Too conservative.

"ridiculous……"

Mo Beike's old voice echoed throughout the big tent.

Let the big tent quiet down.

"What do you mean, it's a pity for a person like Jiang Li to die like this?"

"Nowadays, we are fighting for the world. Anyone can die, and we shouldn't feel sorry for anyone's death."

"Kong Xiu and I have been fighting for decades, and we do have a mutual respect for each other, but... on the battlefield, if I have a chance to kill him, or if he has a chance to kill me, will we both hold back because we would regret the other's death?"

"Nine out of ten things in the world are regrettable. The withering of flower petals is a pity, and the fish being caught is a pity. Can you feel pity for them all?"

"Staff and politicians should not be merciful, because... your kindness to your enemies is cruelty to yourself."

Mo Beike said a lot.

The words were earnest, even a little harsh.

Tan Tai Xuan did not say anything and just sat there quietly. He knew that Mo Beike was instructing Mo Ju.

After a long time.

Mo Ju stood up, holding a feather fan, and bowed to Mo Beike.

"Thank you for your guidance, great master."

Mo Beike nodded slightly and his eyes fell on Tan Tai Xuan.

"Governor, the world is now in a delicate balance because of the eight Dragon Gate secret realms. This balance is very unfavorable to us. Whether it is Nanjun, Xijun, or the Great Zhou Dynasty's Imperial Capital, they all started studying Dragon Gate and cultivating practitioners early on, while Beijun... fell behind."

"Does the governor really have the confidence to conquer the Dragon Gate Secret Realm at Wentian Peak in Tailing? Don't forget the lesson of the Dragon Gate Secret Realm at Buzhou Peak..."

"Tang Xiansheng now obviously wants to break this delicate balance, because if the balance is not broken, once the forces of all parties are cultivated, the variables of the cultivators will become increasingly uncontrollable. Tang Xiansheng is obviously concerned about this, so he is ready to use Jiang Li as a breakthrough point to break this delicate balance."

Mo Beike stood up, feeling increasingly tired, and walked hunched over with his hands behind his back in the big tent.

"Except for Jiang Li, the Great Zhou would be five times weaker, and only the old man Kong Xiu would be left. With Jiang Li outside and Kong Xiu inside...If Jiang Li dies, Kong Xiu won't be able to hold on for long."

After Mo Beike finished speaking, he stopped talking.

The big tent became very quiet.

The sound of insects chirping outside the tent lingered.

Mo Beike and Mo Ju were both waiting for Tan Tai Xuan to make a decision. They were just staff members. They could make decisions, but the real decision was still made by Tan Tai Xuan.

On a high position.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Tan Tai Xuan's palm was stroking the handle of the chair, he was deep in thought.

But every decision made by those in power is extremely difficult and hesitant.

After a long time.

Tan Tai Xuan's gaze became sharp.

He clenched his fists and looked outside the tent.

He summoned a warrior in armor.

A military order was issued.

As soon as the military order was issued, the entire Beijun camp seemed to be in an uproar.

It's late at night.

Mo Ju walked out of the big tent, wearing a feather fan and a long scarf, and looked at the full moon in the sky. The moonlight was a little cold.

Suddenly, a big hand fell on Mo Ju's shoulder.

Tan Tai Xuan walked out of the big tent and patted Mo Ju.

"Don't take it to heart. The master is doing this for your own good. He is strict with you because he thinks highly of you."

"I know your talent best. If there is anyone in the world I trust the most, it's you."

Tan Tai Xuan said with a smile.

Mo Ju took a step back and bowed.

"Thank you for your trust, Your Excellency. I will definitely live up to your expectations."

Tan Tai Xuan laughed, patted Mo Ju on the shoulder, and walked away.

The moonlight is shining.

The shadow of Mo Ju, who was in a bowing posture, was pulled far away.

…

Xijun, Dongyanjiang.

Overlord returned to the tent with a bruised face.

During this trip to the Central Palace, he still hadn't broken through to the Ti Zang realm, which made the Overlord a little angry, but at the same time, he felt helpless.

Luo Mingsang, wearing a light gauze skirt, walked in slowly, took out the healing medicine and gently applied it to Overlord.

She raised her slender fingers, touched the center of Overlord's brows, and gently smoothed his tightly furrowed brows.

"Don't push yourself too hard."

Luo Mingsang said, her voice very soft.

After applying the healing medicine to Overlord, he took out the zither. Overlord lay down with his head resting on Luo Mingsang's legs, and the melodious sound of the zither immediately floated in the tent.

The Overlord closed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, and revealed a smile.

but.

Soon, this peace was broken.

Some soldiers were shouting outside the tent.

The Overlord put on his clothes, stood up, walked out of the tent, and took the secret letter.

"Tang Xiansheng's Nanjun army of 100,000 soldiers, led by Jiang Li... marched north to attack Tan Tai Xuan."

The Overlord narrowed his eyes.

He did not have aides like Mo Beike and Mo Ju, and most of the people around him were warriors.

Therefore, he can only analyze the ins and outs of this himself.

"This old fox Tang Xiansheng... is he planning to use Jiang Li to lead the army to attack Beijun and destroy Xiliang?"

Overlord frowned.

Jiang Li inherited the mantle of the military strategist Bai Fengtian and has a strong ability to command troops in battle.

An army of one hundred thousand, plus the army of the Great Zhou, is indeed a force that cannot be underestimated.

However, Overlord also sensed something unusual.

His intuition told him that old man Tang Xiansheng seemed to be planning to do something big.

The Overlord clenched the secret letter in his hand, and then ordered his troops to return to Xiliang City.

Only five thousand soldiers were left to guard the Longmen Secret Realm at the Dongyan River.

The whole world seems to be surging with undercurrents.

…

Jiang Li led 10,000 troops from the Great Zhou to join forces with the 100,000-strong army from Nanjun.

The camp stretched for more than ten miles, and the huge black army made people feel panic.

Jiang Li rode his horse, wearing silver armor, surrounding the Nanjun army camp.

The soldiers of Nanjun may not be as brave as those of Xiliang or as brave as those of Beijun, but... the weapons they are equipped with are all top-notch and most sophisticated. Perhaps... this is the advantage of having money.

In terms of equipment, the Nanjun army is no less powerful than the Xiliang and Beijun troops.

Jiang Li met the military generals of Nanjun, and these generals were quite respectful to Jiang Li.

They all get along well with each other.

But……

Jiang Li felt more and more strange.

Because... it's too peaceful.

All the soldiers were extremely obedient to his orders, and no matter what orders he gave, they would get a very quick response. It was not like he was suddenly taking over an unfamiliar army.

Jiang Li was unable to use the means he had prepared to subdue the many generals.

Jiang Li's many years of experience in commanding troops gave him a creepy feeling.

After the armies joined together.

They marched for several days towards Beijun and all went smoothly along the way.

However, the strange feeling in Jiang Li's heart became stronger and stronger.

…

Imperial capital.

Zijin Palace, gardens.

Yuwen Xiu picked up the wooden bucket and threw the raw meat into the pool.

The water in the pool rolled, the black dragon swallowed the raw meat, and then hung in front of Yuwen Xiu, entwining his body.

The black dragon has grown a lot stronger. Yuwen Xiu stroked the black dragon's cold dragon scales with a smile on his face.

The old eunuch walked out of the Dragon Gate.

There was still a lingering aura on his body.

Jiang Li has been leading the expedition for several days, and although no intelligence has been returned yet, but...

The stability and peace in the imperial capital made Yuwen Xiu feel relieved.

He was afraid that as soon as Jiang Li left, the capital would fall into complete chaos.

Fortunately, Kong Nanfei was not an ordinary person. Although he was just a Confucian scholar, he easily took control of the defenders of the imperial capital.

Moreover, the Black Dragon Guards were trained to be more orderly.

suddenly.

On the nine-fold bridge in the garden.

The old eunuch walked over quickly, flicked his whisk and bowed slightly.

"Your Majesty, Governor Tang sent a secret letter to inform you that he has caught a severe cold and is bedridden. He will take leave to attend the next few morning court sessions..."

Yuwen Xiu's action of grabbing the raw meat from the bucket suddenly paused.

"Take a leave?"

"Is this old fox really ill or faking it?"

"Send the Black Dragon Guards to keep a close eye on Tang Xiansheng... I want to see what the old man is up to."

Yuwen Xiu said.

“Yes.”

The old eunuch responded and tried to leave.

However, Yuwen Xiu frowned, but said again: "No, you personally lead the Black Dragon Guards to keep a close eye on Tang Xiansheng. I always feel uneasy."

(End of this chapter)