She is Jianxiu

Chapter 392 Three hundred and ninety-one

Even though the Great Lake is old and there are millions of mortals, it still took a whole day to clean up the devastated mountains and rivers.

The corpses of many Ningyuan and Jianji cultivators who were buried in the Great Lake of Mize, their corpses are not easily destroyed by mortals, and even decayed and weathered, it will take a long time, so the monks have to personally incinerate and disintegrate them. In addition to its hidden dangers, after all, many evil cultivators have cultivated even the bone and blood meridians so that they are full of evil spirits. If those who are not good at cultivation level touch them rashly, they may contaminate their upper body and hinder their subsequent practice.

However, benefits and disadvantages often go hand in hand, and a large number of evil cultivators died, leaving behind many resources that can be used by others.

Serious trophies such as storage bags and magic tools are mostly divided among the big and small sects, but there are always sporadic items that cannot enter the sect disciple Fayan, and will be picked up by mortals or casual cultivators for their own use. Call it a little omission.

Zhao Chun and the others would never condescend to do the work of looting and picking up. Many monks who showed their talents on the battlefield have now been seated in the main hall of Shangchenzong.

Among them, with Qu Yitang as the head, all the Fenxuans supported the heavy sky like stars and the moon, and the Twelve Fenxuans sat on the low table on the steps, and the position of Zhao Chun was just under the hands of Baishanke, between Fenxuan and a group of monks congealing Yuan In the middle, this position is quite mysterious, it is very close to the Fenxuan Seat, Bai Shanke only needs to turn sideways slightly, and he can talk to her, but Wu Hua, who is also Ningyuan, is farther away.

Everyone in the hall looked at it for a while, and it took a while to recall it. It was obvious that Zhao Chun's ability had already surpassed all Ningyuan, and he could sit with Fenxuan cultivator. Just sit in it.

Thinking like this, and recalling her calm appearance on the battlefield while holding thousands of flying swords flying and cutting evil, everyone couldn't help sweating down their backs. Characters, today's tragic situation on the Condensed Yuan battlefield is about to be reversed!

What other people think, Zhao Chun probably knows a thing or two, but it's not something that should be concerned about at this time, she looked at Qu Yitang intently, the other party also returned a positive look, with a smile on the corner of her mouth Nodded slightly.

"Everyone, this is a great victory that I have never had in the thousands of years of my old cultivation in the Great Lakes!" Daoist Konggu is full of light today. After the victory this time, he felt even more relieved, stood up from his seat and said, "It's a pity..."

His tone slowed down, and his eyes were full of pain: "Fellow Taoist Tai Bing of the Taisheng sect, fellow Taoist Xu Ningshan Leyi... and even the elder Zhuwu of my sect have all been buried in the hands of the monks of Chishen Palace, and they have never seen the fruit of today's victory." .”

Although most of the eight Fenxuan elders of Chishen Palace were beheaded, they were not ordinary people in terms of strength, but those who had fought against the barefoot girl, Qin Yunxiu and others, such as Taoist Moss Bing, were really invincible. The rare and powerful enemy died because of this, and the people in the seat only felt a pity, but they were more vigilant in their hearts. They must continue to practice and advance in order to save their lives in all kinds of strife, and to realize the Dao and the Dao.

"Dear fellows and juniors, please rest assured that we are friends who joined hands to fight against the enemy in the great war, and we will never do evil things that take advantage of the situation and destroy people's foundations. Afterwards, I would like to work together to bless the sects that have suffered too much damage in this battle, and the spoils taken will also be distributed to you to rebuild the sects. The Taisheng Sect and the Xuning Mountains, our Sect and the Qizang Society will each send a Fenxuan monk Go and sit in town until another Fenxuan is born."

Taoist Konggu said something, and the Ningyuan monks who came from various sects in the seat calmed down, nodded and stood up, and cupped their hands to pay respects to his words.

As for cultivator Fenxuan, his heart was rather complicated. On the one hand, he was ecstatic about the victory, but on the other hand, he was thinking about the few spiritual veins left under the great lake, and worried about his future survival.

Taoist Konggu saw the expressions on their faces, waved his sleeves and handed the conversation to Qu Yitang.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if there were no strongmen from Chongxiaomen to participate in the battle, they would not be able to withstand the violent wind and rain of the Shinto monks for even a quarter of an hour with just a few well-known and old-fashioned sub-mysteries from Dahu. So when Qu Yitang rolled up her wide sleeves indifferently and stood up, the monks on both sides did not dare to speak to him at all, and focused their eyes on the seat above, waiting for her to speak.

"Now the Red God Palace has been severely damaged. Many Fenxuan, Ningyuan, and Foundation Establishment cultivators have been killed, and there is no chance to recover their vitality in a short time. The elders and disciples of Raksha Dashan and Blood Crow Sect who came to help the battle are the whole army. Annihilated, among the forces of Shinto monks, only the Three Temples of Yan Mo and scattered small sects are left, we can take this opportunity to destroy the three mountains and five lakes in one fell swoop, and regain the former territory, what do you think?"

She talked with pride, Qizang and Shangchen had already learned the news in advance, but when they really heard Qu Yitang say it, it was another shock, not to mention the rest of the old Great Lakes, most of them were shocked In the seat, the eyes are puffed up, and the mouthpiece seems to be strangled.

Since they were expelled into the territory of the Great Lake of Mize thousands of years ago, most people don’t talk about Shinto monks. Even the old cultivators from abroad are like enemies. Telling them to go abroad today is tantamount to thundering. It made my heart tremble a few times!

Resisting foreign enemies is different from taking the initiative to conquer.

"I agree!" Taoist Chi Zhou is a tough and main faction in the Qizang faction. For the battle of spiritual veins, he did not hesitate to encourage the sect to fight against the long-established Heguang sect. Now that the Dahu spiritual veins are hard to survive, he As soon as I thought about it, I knew that conquering the Shinto monks was the only effective way out, "The grievances between the Shinto and us cannot be eradicated, as long as the old cultivation of the Great Lakes still exists, we will have a battle with them!
"If you don't take advantage of the enemy's weakness, do you want to wait for them to recuperate and make a comeback?
"And you all know that the Great Formation of Taiyi Yuanyin has absorbed [-] to [-]% of the spiritual veins in the Great Lake of Mize. Even if we don't do anything to the divine way, we won't be able to survive for a few years. Hundreds of thousands of years of sect inheritance, How can it be destroyed at once!"

There are wolves, tigers and leopards in the front, and there is an abyss in the back.

This is the current situation of Dahu Jiuxiu!

They have no choice anymore!

The atmosphere in the hall was sluggish for a moment, and then I heard the sound of big palms hitting the table:

"Grandma, you've already said that, I, Cao Chenghe, can still be a coward!"

Beside this monk with broken eyebrows was a beautiful woman in half-sleeves. Hearing this, he chuckled lightly and held up a small magic fan: "You're all gone, damn barbarian, how could you miss me."

"Haha, if the virtuous couple want to be heroes, they have to take me with them!" It was another old Xiu Fenxuan who spoke, his words were full of jokes, but his eyes were extremely serious.

Then there were a few people chatting and laughing, it turned out that the Fenxuan cultivators in the Mize Great Lake all knew each other, and now they put aside the old estrangement and grudges, and are willing to fight outside the lake!
Qu Yitang gazed at the scene happily, and clenched his fists in his sleeves, just waiting to wipe out this world!

　I'm back for Chinese New Year! ! ! !

　　It will be updated normally in the future, and more debts will be added when time is available (kneel down)

　　
　
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