Chapter 392 The general trend
"Zhuang Yue" said: "In the past few days, you have been fanning the flames and not leaving him any way out. The conspiracy is too strong. Are all the martial artists in your court dead? Can't you find someone who can challenge Xie Chucai?"
"Don't you claim to be extremely smart? Why do you think this is just a simple challenge? Do you really think he did this for me?" Jiang Ning said.
"Zhuang Yue" said: "I know that this is not a simple challenge, so I am more aware of the danger. He is not a court martial artist, and he has no backing in the court. Unlike you, your Jiang family has the ancestor Chao Ran, and the Second Palace Master is your master. He will die!"
After a long silence, Jiang Ning said, "I know, so I will stay with him tonight. No matter he wins or loses."
Then, Jiang Ning said, "I can only tell you that this battle is inevitable. You may not understand him at all. He and I are pursuing the same goal. And you, Zuoqiu Sect, are just pursuing your own ambitions!"
"Zhuang Yue" said: "Your words make me very angry. I can understand that, but are you declaring war on me?"
"I have no intention of declaring war on you, and I will never declare war on you because of someone. However, you have only practiced for one or two years longer than me, which does not mean that your cultivation will always be ahead of mine. If you regard me as an enemy, I will fight you to the end. I advise you to leave the city as soon as possible."
Jiang Ning gracefully flew down from the back of the strange beast and headed towards the convoy carrying the flag of the West Sea Palace.
"Zhuang Yue" was stunned, staring at Jiang Ning who was walking away. She was so angry that she laughed. She felt that she had to get to know her again. It was obvious that her fiancé's good brother really had a confidante.
The motorcade was solemn and escorted by the military.
At first glance, it was clear that the person who came was an important figure from the palace.
The carriage in the front was extremely luxurious, and it was pulled by rare beasts and shrouded in clouds. It was flying directly off the ground.
The frame came to a complete stop.
Song Qingli walked out first and nodded slightly to Jiang Ning.
Jiang Ning bowed and saluted: "Jiang Ning greets Princess Yunchang. May the princess be blessed with great fortune and may she live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years."
The surrounding martial artists were all dumbfounded, and then they started to discuss heatedly.
Who would have thought that the confrontation between two juniors would alarm this great man? Princess Yunchang was the only living child of the King of West Sea, and she was already hundreds of years old. She had never shown her face in nearly sixty years.
It can be said that she has the highest status in the imperial court.
Chaoran had to give her some face.
Three days ago, Tai Shiyu, Jiang Ning and Ge Xiantong contacted many children of prominent families who were willing to work together to accomplish great things. Each of them had his or her own division of labor, and they were all working hard to bring about today's battle.
Some blocked the four major city gates, not giving Xie Chucai the chance to leave quietly.
Some of them follow Xie Chucai all the time.
After the court meeting, the shocking news of the "Zimuquan Crisis" had quietly spread among the core children of the big families. Naturally, many people got involved, not wanting to sit and wait for death.
Song Qingli's responsibility was to invite Princess Yunchang out.
No matter what, we must use our strength to force Liunian Zen Temple to open its doors.
Inside the car, an old voice with a smile sounded: "If you can't break through the realm and reach the other side, how can you live to be a thousand years old?"
"Ancestor, you can definitely do it." Song Qingli said in a gentle voice.
"A great war is about to break out in the West Territory. I am here to pray for the soldiers of the West Sea Slave. Qingli, you go and knock on the door with a pious heart, hoping that the Bodhisattva can bless the soldiers to return victoriously."
Princess Yunchang spoke in a very soft voice.
But it was clearly heard by every martial artist present.
Song Qingli climbed up the steps, holding the copper ring, and knocked on the door gently.
After several attempts, there was no response.
Song Qingli integrated his Dharma energy into the voice, and the voice came out like thunder: "Princess Yunchang of the West Sea Palace has come to pray for the soldiers in the Western Territory. I also ask Master Liunian to open the Buddhist door and make it convenient for you."
Not long after, another young man came and asked the respected and revered giant in the realm of immortality in the clan to come and knock on the door.
Some came to pray for the Grand Palace Master, and some came to worship the statue of the King of Mist.
Gradually, many people noticed that something was wrong.
No matter how high the level of cultivation and noble the status of Master Liu Nian is, can he compare with Princess Yunchang? Can he compare with the lives of the soldiers in the Western Territory? Aren't you afraid of shaking the morale of the army?
More than a dozen young disciples of the Leixiao Sect, led by Lu Cangsheng, were preparing to celebrate the New Year in Lingxiao City and only entered the city today.
"Something is wrong. There is something wrong with this so-called decisive battle." Lu Cangsheng said.
Someone asked, “How do you say that?”
Lu Cangsheng said, "The stage is set too high! Two Dao Seed Realm juniors are performing. Even if they are very talented, there shouldn't be so many Changsheng Realm giants coming out to set the stage for them. Among them, there is even Princess Yunchang."
Lu Wensheng sneered: "What's even more incredible is that Li Weiyi is only a five-star spiritual master, how could he possibly win? If he loses miserably, how will these immortal giants who set up the stage end? The entire court will lose face."
Qin Qian frowned: "Is Xie Chucai really that strong?"
Lu Wensheng said, "I have crossed the Dao Fruit Realm and defeated ten Dao Seed Realm Seventh Level Heaven masters in three days. I took a punch from Shi Liuyu, who was at Dao Seed Eighth Level Heaven, and he was unharmed. I killed a five-star spiritual master with just a wave of my hand!"
Lu Cangsheng was very observant. He only took a glance and saw that Qin Qian was extremely worried. His mood was disturbed and he was very unhappy. He pretended to be calm: "Senior Brother Xie has the purest blood of the Holy Dark Family and a strong body. Even the young emperor of the same realm may not be his opponent. Li Weiyi was used by the court because of Jiang Ning and was involved in a storm that he could not bear."
“Wow!”
In the thousand-foot-high Phoenix Pavilion, the formation was operating, the clouds and mist were shaking, the phoenix was crying loudly, and the waves that erupted spread throughout the entire Yuntian Fairyland.
All the martial artists in the city looked at the scene in shock.
Ever since the Grand Palace Master locked the palace, Fengge has never seen such intense energy.
After a moment.
Ge Xiantong descended the mountain, stepped on the clouds and headed straight for Liunian Temple, shouting, "Pass on the Grand Palace Master's order, ordering Master Liunian to open the gate of the temple immediately."
The atmosphere immediately became chaotic, and all the martial artists were excited.
Has the Grand Palace Master come out of seclusion?
Many martial artists who regarded the Grand Palace Master as their faith knelt down and kowtowed in the direction of Fengge.
Finally, a voice responded from the Zen temple: "Ge Xiantong, do you know what the consequences will be if you falsely spread the Dharma?"
Ge Xiantong stood in front of the temple gate and looked up at the majestic Buddha light inside. "Falsely spreading the Dharma is a capital crime. So, I definitely could not be false. The Dharma I just said is absolutely true. Master Liu Nian, you will not let the Grand Palace Master come to beg you to open the door, right?"
In the crowd, Shi Jiuzhai shouted, "This is too much! Even a barbarian like me can't stand it! It's just a Buddhist temple, and even the decree of the Grand Palace Master is useless. Is Lingxiao Palace still in charge of Lingxiao City? Is Lingxiao Palace so weak that it has no absolute deterrent power in Lingxiao City?"
Shi Liuyu wanted to watch the fun and shouted, "You are too disrespectful to my most beloved Grand Palace Master. You are going too far! I think we should just attack directly. Everyone should attack together. Ge Xiantong, you take the lead."
Ge Xiantong's eyes were sharp as he summoned out the fifth-grade thousand-character weapon, the Kanglong Whip.
"boom!"
Hit the ground hard.
Driven by the magical energy, the five-foot whip quickly expanded into a golden pillar several dozen meters high, with a golden dragon formed by scriptures entwined around it.
"This whip was given to me by my master, who ordered me to kill the evildoers and heretics. Today, I want to see if this whip can split open the gate of this Zen temple. Everyone, follow me and attack together."
He hugged the pillar with his arms and rushed forward first.
“Boom!”
The loud sound of the Kanglong Whip smashing into the Liunian Zen Temple, the roar of dragons, and the sound of countless martial artists attacking with their magical weapons came continuously from the top of the Lintai.
"Are you trying to force the emperor to abdicate?"
The Third Palace Master was dressed in colorful clothes, with her hair tied up high and her skin as white as fairy jade. She suddenly stood up from the throne in the main hall.
Six-colored fairy mist burst out, illuminating the entire world.
“Bang, bang.”
The old men who were kneeling inside and outside the hall and making desperate appeals were like scarecrows, all of whom were blown away by the sunset glow.
She was tall, with a pair of phoenix eyes filled with frost, and ice crystals spread across the three palace complexes of Lingxiao Palace with a "hissing" sound.
Taishi Qingshi immediately got up, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and knelt on the ground with his hands, shouting: "The situation is irreversible! If we don't open the Liunian Zen Temple today, let everyone pray, and let the decisive battle proceed, Lingxiao Palace will lose the support of the people. If we lose the support of the people, we will die without a fight."
The other old man banged his head on the ground and said, "If the gate of a Zen temple cannot be opened, who will take Lingxiao Palace seriously in the future? Please ask the Third Palace Master to order Master Liunian to open the door."
"I'm going to run into a wall and die in front of the gate of Liunian Zen Temple!"
A tall and powerful deformed soldier wearing armor strode out of the Lintai Hall.
"Get back here!"
After the Third Palace Master shouted this coldly, his tone became much softer, and he continued, "Before you get killed, go to the city defense camp and open all the city defense formations. Also, have the three camps and the Embroidered Divine Guards assemble immediately and wait for my order."
The powerful warrior in the freak army was overjoyed, knowing that the Third Palace Master had finally been forced by the situation to assess the depth of the Liunian Zen Temple.
He knelt down and kowtowed, shouting "Long live the Third Palace Master".
Afterwards, he went down the mountain with six or seven big men and headed in different directions.
The Third Palace Master had wide sleeves tied behind her back, her skirt hem like phoenix feathers, and her figure was shrouded in six-colored fairy mist. She slowly walked to the jade window that was ten feet long and wide, her cloud-like eyes quietly gazing at the Earth Demon Pine and the Six Thoughts Zen Temple in the distance.
She was not sure whether the "ghost baby incident" was related to those people.
But the situation has pushed her to this point, why not take this opportunity to find out the truth? If the problem can be solved, then this risk is worth taking.
"Xingyue slave, you go to Liunian Temple to pass the order on my behalf, asking Master Liunian to open the gate of the temple. Tonight is New Year's Eve, and all the martial artists in the city are here to welcome the new year. The city defense formation is fully activated. He should understand the consequences of not opening the gate of the temple." said the Third Palace Master.
"Disciple obeys the order."
Xingyue Nu, who was kneeling outside the temple, went down the mountain as quickly as possible.
The Third Palace Master glanced at Taishi Qingshi and said in a displeased and cold voice: "Your family is trying so hard to build momentum, what are the chances of winning this decisive battle representing the younger generation of Lingxiao Habitat and Du'e Temple?"
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Taishi Qingshi smiled widely, “Not even a cent. This was not meant for a decisive battle.”
"If you have the guts to force me in a big way, you have to have the guts to win, right? It's shameful, so shameful. It's not only a disgrace to Lingxiao Living Realm, but also a disgrace to our Nian Master. Go away, go to the city defense camp and keep an eye on it." The Third Palace Master said angrily.
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My mental state is too bad, I type very slowly, I can't write more, haha, it's still those three words, please give me a monthly ticket...
(End of this chapter)
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