Chapter 60: Dividing Lizhou into Four



Chapter 60: Dividing Lizhou into Four

It turned out to be someone from Coffin Mountain.

A look of surprise flashed across Yang Qingxi's captivating eyes, and then his gaze was completely fixed on the bearded monk in a red cassock standing outside the main gate.

The monk was nearly two meters tall, strong and dark, with a face as round as a plate and eyes as sharp as lightning, without any mercy on his face.

Being able to represent the Yang family and come into contact with all the major forces, Yang Qingxi had obviously been recognized by the older generation in terms of her cultivation, wisdom, and skills. How could she not recognize the monk in front of her?

The abbot of the Wuzang Temple, the great Zen master Yuzhen.

A very famous person in the "Jia Zi Ce".

With this identity, he is indeed qualified to represent Guanshan.

What Yang Qingxi found incredible was that a month ago, they were still plotting against Guanshan and putting the blame on Fodu. But tonight, the other party did not come to question them, but to discuss cooperation.

Shi Jiuzhai said: "What the Heavenly King meant is that with the joining of Guanshan, with the strength of our four families, we can take down Lizhou even if we have to fight hard."

Four.

One is the "Sui Zong" behind Yang Qingxi.

Second, there are millions of "Dragon Gates".

Then, there are two of the three major bandits in the southern border, the "Earth Wolf King Army" and the "Coffin Mountain Buddha Bandits".

Yang Qingxi understood everything in an instant. Apparently, after the frame-up was exposed, the top leaders of Coffin Mountain had already gone to the Earth Wolf King's army to demand accountability. Finally, the two great bandits made peace and prepared to join hands to divide Lizhou.

From the perspective of Sui Zong and Yang clan, they certainly don't want Guanshan to get involved.

The reason why Suizong wanted to take over Lizhou was that he wanted to have a piece of territory of his own.

At present, the power of the Sui Zong is distributed along the Sui River, scattered on both sides of the river.

Although the Sui River runs through Lingxiao's habitat from north to south, flows through seven states, and its tributaries reach dozens of states, they know their own business. The river is not their Sui clan's. The millions of powerful families and millions of sects in various states exploit them from time to time, and they have to bow their heads in front of the giant millions of sects, always walking on thin ice.

The Sui River is a vine.

What Sui Zong needs is a piece of land where this vine can take root, otherwise they will always be rootless duckweed.

Only by taking over Lizhou and becoming its master did Suizong truly have his own territory.

Only by occupying a state first will the Sui Sect have a chance to develop into a sect with tens of millions of members, or even go north to compete for the world.

The Earth Wolf King's Army and Longmen are both some distance away from Lizhou. All they want are resources and food and wages for their conquest of the world.

But the Coffin Mountain was within reach. How could they not want the territory if they participated? How could they not want the Blood Sea Coffin, a huge resource mine given by God? Yang Qingxi glanced at Shi Jiuzhai, Master Yuzhen and others, and said, "Master Long, what do you say from Longmen?"

The young and noble man named Long standing at the bow said, "There is no other way now. We can only attack and destroy Jiuli. The more forces involved, the lower the price we pay. After all, Longmen and the Earth Wolf King Army are fighting on multiple fronts with the Lingxiao Palace Army, and the forces that can be transferred to Lizhou are really limited."

"My suggestion is to act as soon as possible. We need to seize the cultivation resources, money, food, weapons, exotic beasts, elixirs, etc. that the Jiuli tribes have stored for thousands of years and send them to the front line. If we don't take them, will they be left to Lingxiao Palace?"

Even Longmen supported Guanshan to join. Yang Qingxi knew that there was no room for maneuver in this matter and was thinking about how to gain more benefits.

Outside the door, among the group of people in the coffin mountain, an old man sneered: "You all treat the nine tribes of Jiuli as nine granaries and money warehouses that can be taken at will? You underestimate the Jiuli tribe's thousands of years of heritage!"

Everyone looked over, including the man surnamed Long and Shi Jiuzhai.

This person doesn’t seem to be from Coffin Mountain!

Guanshan brought outsiders here.

The old voice came from an old man wrapped in a wide black robe. He stood behind the abbot of Wuzang Temple, Master Yuzhen, and stood shoulder to shoulder with the layman in white. He wore a hood and was covered in black mist. No one could see what was inside the hood.

The old man in the black mist hood continued, "In the battle of Mengshan fourteen years ago, Yang Shenjing was indeed overwhelming and defeated the six clan leaders of the Jiuli tribe. But if the six clan leaders join forces, can he still be a match?"

"Besides, the strongest of the Jiuli tribe is never the power you can see on the surface. Have you ever heard of the Jiuli Hidden Sect?"

Sui Zong followed the Jiuli tribe for many years, so naturally he had a deep understanding of the Jiuli tribe.

Yang Qingxi said: "The Jiuli Hidden Sect has always been just a legend and has never really appeared in the world. They did not show up during the fierce battle fourteen years ago. I don't think this legend is true."

"Even if it is true, it is probably just a name and has been exaggerated. Otherwise, how could they watch the Jiuli tribe decline and the core interests of the Jiuli tribe being divided?"

The black-mist hooded old man chuckled and said, "If you, the Sui clan, think this way, you will pay a terrible price for your arrogance. Just look... the cat-and-mouse game on the shore that you thought was just a microcosm of the world's situation, reversed in an instant, and a strange new change occurred."

…………

Yang Yun couldn't believe his eyes. Three top 100 warriors, including Ishikawa Yu who had opened the Eight Springs, were all knocked away in an instant by a seriously injured man.

He was in a joking mood from the beginning to the end, and never took this unknown Qiquan martial artist seriously.

But at this moment, when he met the other person's gaze again, Yang Yun lost the sense of security that everything was under control, just like being stared at by a wild beast in the jungle.

Li Weiyi's Sixth Spring was opened, but only two silver veins were born from the spring.

It takes time to get through them all.

Ishikawa Yu, who fell on a fishing boat to the right of Li Weiyi, stood up first, feeling unbearable pain in his chest.

In the fight just now, I clearly felt that the opponent's palm power was extremely strong. Even without the support of the pair of silver silk gloves, I might not be able to gain any advantage in strength.

Yao Zhengsheng fell into the water and climbed up. The water was two meters deep, but it only reached his waist.

In Yongquan Realm, when has he ever lost in strength?

After Lu Can flew out, he crashed into the mast and broke it. When he got up again, there was a blood mark on the corner of his mouth. In addition, one of his tiger claws had been pierced by the Huanglong Sword, so it can be said that his combat power was greatly damaged.

Yang Yun calmed down, played with the Yellow Dragon Sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "He has broken through! But, it is impossible to break through the Five Seas. At most, he has opened the Eighth Spring. He can only show his power by relying on the magic weapon on him. People like me have never been afraid of anyone below the Five Seas. Kill him, and whoever grabs the magic weapon on his body will own it. Of course, you can also go to the Yang clan to exchange the magic weapon for the Five Seas Pill after grabbing it."

Li Weiyi's explosive power at that moment was indeed terrifying, but at the same time, everyone also saw the injuries on his body.

No matter how strong a person is, there will always be a time when he falls.

There will definitely be a time when you are exhausted.

Previously, Li Weiyi used the Poquan needle to pierce the Tanzhong point at an extremely fast speed. Due to the cover of night, none of the Yongquan martial artists present could see clearly and had no idea that he had broken the sixth spring.

"boom!"

Li Weiyi raised his foot and leaned towards the fishing boat, then his body leaped into the air, and the fishing boat instantly broke into pieces.

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He walked on the air as if walking on the ground, and went straight towards Yang Yun.

Yang Yun showed no fear as he mobilized the eight springs of magic power in his body to flow towards the Yellow Dragon Sword. Then he frowned deeply. The sword in his hand... had no reaction at all and he was unable to activate the sword light.

The palm wind blew towards his face, and Li Weiyi was already in front of him.

Yang Yun temporarily put the Huanglong Sword in his left hand and clenched his right fist.

The magic power on the fist surged, piercing through the palm wind like a bright star and colliding with Li Weiyi's silver palm.

"boom!"

At this moment, Yang Yun thoroughly understood why the three top 100 warriors were knocked away. The opponent's palm power was too strong, so powerful that it seemed to be able to move mountains.

This was just a palm strike from the opponent who leaped over without accumulating any strength.

Cracks appeared on the hull under Yang Yun's feet, and he stepped back, the wooden boat creaking with every step he took. Finally, his body hit the thick bulkhead and stopped retreating.

The five fingers of the fist that took Li Weiyi's palm print were in severe pain.

The third vein of the Danzhong spring instantly extended out within the body as the palm was struck out with great force just now.

In the distance, there was a bang from the top of the five-meter-high mast.

Murong Xiao shot the last arrow.

The arrow flew at a high speed and disappeared as soon as it left the bow under the cover of night.

The next moment, a scene happened that shocked Murong Xiao's face. Li Weiyi did not dodge or evade. He stretched out his legs, raised wisps of magic power with his arms, and with a bright silver light, he punched the oncoming arrow.

He had had enough of these hidden arrows, and didn't want to dodge them anymore. He just wanted to punch them all through.

"boom!"

Two forces collide.

The thumb-thick, two-meter-long arrow was knocked down with one punch.

The wooden arrow body could not withstand this force and broke into pieces.

The fourth vein in the body was born! "Swish! Swish! Swish..."

Led by Ishikawa Yu, Yao Zhengsheng and Lu Can, more than ten figures came from various directions, all with magic power overflowing from their bodies, and mist surrounding their bodies. None of them was weak.

Li Weiyi knew that no matter how strong he was, he had only opened six springs. It was impossible for one person to fight a group... unless it was a fair contest between people of the same realm.

Once this group of powerful enemies, all of whom have cultivation levels at least one level higher than his, surrounded him, each of them only needed to make one move to dismember him.

“Wow!”

While searching for the weak area of ​​the enemy's encirclement, he mobilized his magic power to inject it into the ghost flag. Suddenly, cold air and dark fog rushed out from the flag, covering dozens of fishing boats around.

The cold air emitted by the ghost flag was even colder than that emitted by the opening of the Five Springs, and it quickly condensed into white frost on the surface of the fishing boat.

To these powerful Yongquan Realm martial artists, the power of the ghost flag does not cause much harm, but it can foster a fear of unknown things in their hearts.

"This magic weapon is definitely not simple. We have to be careful." They looked down at the ice crystals on the ground and had the same thought in their minds.

The fog was so thick that all the lights around disappeared.

With their vision blocked, everyone could only identify their location by sound, which made them even more fearful.

Li Weiyi stared at the injured Lu Can, moved his feet, flashed in front of him, and used the Tianfan Hand Seal that he had prepared long ago.

(End of this chapter)


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