mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 83
On the border of Vietnam, on the nameless barren hills.

The ten alchemy cultivators who stayed here gathered in the big tent, looking at the three newcomers with solemn expressions.

Among them, the man surnamed Wen from Huadaowu looked around, his brows were slightly frowned, and a feminine look of disgust flashed in his eyes.

It is said to be a large tent for discussion, but it is actually a large tent with a little restraint to isolate it from spiritual detection. It is really rough and simple.

The man surnamed Wen looked awkward and felt very dissatisfied.

But he is not a brainless person, and he knows that he can't lose his temper here. After all, the people in the tent are not inferior to him in cultivation, except...

The man surnamed Wen glanced at Lu Yunze behind Fairy Nishang, and frowned even more.

"How can a Foundation Establishment monk come in and out of the meeting place of the monk's alchemy? What if the secret is accidentally leaked?" The man surnamed Wen said dissatisfied.

Lu Yunze squinted his eyes, adhering to the principle that silence is golden, and said nothing.

Fairy Nishang raised her brows coldly, and said in a deep voice:
"Friend Daoist, Master Nephew Lu made great contributions in the previous battle with the monks of the Demonic Dao, beheading a demonic cultivator who was in the early stage of alchemy. Because of this, he was named the commander of the front line, and he ordered all the seven sects of the monks who established the foundation on the front line. Right, he is naturally qualified to attend the meeting."

The man surnamed Wen sneered when he heard the words, and didn't believe what she said at all.

Lu Yunze didn't intend to distinguish anything, but just sighed in his heart.

Commander at the front line sounds very imposing, right?
But in fact, his daily job is to send tasks to the monks who established the foundation, let the monks in Huangfeng Valley repair a formation, and ask the monks in Lingshou Mountain to get some materials.

To put it bluntly, he is a frontline manager, mainly responsible for handling those troublesome and time-consuming chores, so that the alchemy monks who should be in charge of these messy things can cultivate (mo) raise (yu) with peace of mind.

Because of this errand, what he heard the most during this time was:

"Senior brother Lu, how do you get this formation here?"

"Senior Brother Lu, there are not enough materials here."

"Senior Brother Lu, the people from Huangfenggu and Huadaowu are fighting again."

"Senior Brother Lu..."

In the past few days, Lu Yunze was almost suffering from a nervous breakdown.

"Friend Daoist Wen, Martial Nephew Lu is indeed qualified to sit in the big tent for discussing affairs, and he has to rely on him to convey some decisions to the Foundation Establishment disciples." Feng Biyun said calmly, without any emotion in his tone.

The man surnamed Wen had a solemn expression, but said nothing more.

Xu Ruoqing smiled kindly, and said, "I'm new here, and there are still many things that I don't know very well. Now I accidentally made a misunderstanding, and please don't take it to heart, fellow Taoists."

Everyone responded with a smile, and the atmosphere finally eased down.

"I'm here today to convey the latest orders from all the seniors and uncles." Having said that, Xu Ruoqing's expression instantly became serious.

"A few days ago, I received a tip-off that the Mo Dao Sutra was defeated and became angry. It was said that the monks of the seven sects here will be bloodbathed."

"After the consensus of the Yuanying elders of the seven factions, it was decided to gather seven factions of troops here to confront the demonic army head-on and buy time for the rear formation. All the monks who are currently staying at the border stand firm and wait for the arrival of reinforcements to join the army. Among them, we will resist the magic way together."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's face changed drastically.

Fairy Nishang jumped up and asked sharply: "What does this mean? Didn't it be agreed that the monks who participated in the ambush of the Demon Dao will not have to participate in the next battle?"

Xu Ruoqing shook his head and smiled wryly, "Junior Sister Nishang, the original words above are monks who have participated in the ambush of the Demon Dao, you can return to the sect to rest for a while, and then the sect will assign other tasks."

"And the premise of doing this is that the military situation on the front line is not urgent. If the military situation is urgent, the disciples of the Seven Sects will go to the front line unconditionally."

Fairy Nishang's face suddenly darkened.

Xu Ruoqing sighed helplessly, and continued:

"Everyone knows that the Six Sects of the Devil's Way suffered heavy losses due to this ambush, and both the upper and lower ranks were furious. They wished to take out the souls of the monks of the Seven Sects to avenge their hatred."

"At present, the three factions of Ghost Spirit Sect, Demon Flame Sect, and Yuling Sect have assembled an army hundreds of miles away, and are planning to invade Yue Kingdom in a month's time, all the way to the hinterland of the Seven Sects. I will never wait Let this group of monsters succeed."

Everyone's face was terribly gloomy.

After a long silence, Feng Biyun asked slowly: "One month is too short to arrange any decent formations. If I remember correctly, Xiangdong Baili is a sub-altar of Spirit Beast Mountain. Why don't we lead the demon army there, and use the spirit beast mountain formation to resist the demon army?"

The face of the smooth old man in Lingshou Mountain changed, and he quickly said: "Feng Daoyou's words are wrong. If we retreat to the east, wouldn't we expose the entire hinterland of the Yue Kingdom to the devil's way? In my opinion, it is better to retreat One hundred and fifty miles away, there is a market in Huadaowu, and the power of the formation is quite impressive..."

"Nonsense! If you retreat a hundred and fifty miles without a single blow, then you might as well just surrender." The corner of the monk's mouth curled up in Huadaowu and he interrupted aloud.

"Friend Daoist Yu's words..."

All of a sudden, many alchemy monks in the big tent were in a mess.

Everyone is arguing and arguing, but there is only one core idea, and that is not to let the battlefield spread to their own territory.

"Fellow daoists may not have understood." Xu Ruoqing waved his hand, and said with a smile when everyone quieted down.

"The three of us are here to deliver orders, not to discuss with fellow Taoists."

Xu Ruoqing's voice was still amiable, but there was a firmness in his tone.

"All the masters and uncles of the Seven Sects have already decided to fight the Demon Dao here!"

Lu Yunze who was sitting in the corner sighed.

On the surface, the seven factions of the Yue Kingdom are harmonious, but in fact they each have their own ideas, and no one wants to suffer a disadvantage.

In this way, the so-called joint confrontation turned into a long quarrel and compromise, and the final result was that the disciples of the seven factions had to rely on a temporary formation to resist the magic in such a place where no shit army.

This is the result of mutual compromise between the seven sects. Compared with the real benefits, the possible casualties of the disciples of the seven sects are not within the scope of high-level consideration.

Inside the big tent, the ten alchemy cultivators looked at each other, and they all saw a glimmer of gloom in each other's eyes.

After making eye contact with each other, Feng Biyun said helplessly, "It's very difficult for us to resist the attack of the Demonic Dao with only a temporary magic circle."

Xu Ruoqing waved his hands with a smile, and said, "Feng Daoyou was joking, this time all the elites under the Yuanying of the seven sects came out, and there were more than [-] alchemy cultivators who came to support, let alone eight There are more than a hundred foundation-building monks. Compared with the number of monks on the Demonic Way, it is definitely not much more."

"The meaning of all the masters and uncles is that the six sects of the evil way must be kept out of the border, and these monsters should not be allowed to step beyond the country!" Xu Ruoqing said emotionally.

Seeing the confident Xu Ruoqing, everyone in the big tent lowered their heads and smiled wryly.

How big is the difference between the cultivators of the Demonic Dao and the monks of the Seven Sects of the Yue Kingdom? Maybe only those who have really fought against the Demonic Dao will know.

As for the top leaders of the seven factions, they can only see the battle report of the seven factions' victory. As for how difficult it is to win, they don't know, and they don't want to know.

Lu Yunze sat in the corner, his eyes hidden in the darkness flickered slightly.

I don't know if it was his illusion, but when Xu Ruoqing delivered the order, he seemed to glance at him intentionally or unintentionally.

That glance was as cold as a knife.

(End of this chapter)