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Chapter 445
Once the future policy was determined, the subsequent discussion topics went particularly smoothly.

Elaborate and clarify the whole story of the war, qualitatively set the tone for the outcome of the war, redraw the territorial boundaries between the two ethnic groups, initially formulate principles for the coexistence of the two ethnic groups, and build a framework for future cooperation...

The talks lasted for seven days and six nights, and the time and place for the next meeting were finally decided.

This meeting laid the foundation for the future peaceful development of the two ethnic groups and marked the beginning of cooperation between the two ethnic groups, thus becoming an important node in history and of extraordinary significance and value.

Because it was carried out under the witness of the "mirror", and the word "Yuan" was chosen for the meaning of the beginning and the end of the year, later generations called it:
Mirror Yuan Alliance.

……

After the meeting, the human race left one after another, and then Yinshan drove away the demons and returned to Tianyuan alone.

Yan Lan stood up to greet her. The two Demonic Tigers jumped up and down enthusiastically. She looked into the mirror and nodded, asking, "The opening ceremony of the dynasty will be held in one month's time. Would you like to come and watch the ceremony?"

Jing Yingrong shook his head: "I'm busy, so I won't come."

Yinshan nodded without inviting him again, and then heard Jing Yingrong say: "I'll take a peek when I can."

"..."

Before leaving Tianyuan, Jing Yingrong went to visit Ji Yupao and Ji Qing hairpin.

The two have already started the process of repair and casting. There are more than ten casters involved in the repair and casting, all of them are master craftsmen with superb skills. Batch after batch of heavenly materials and earthly treasures are continuously put into the furnace.

Jing Yingrong did not come forward to disturb him, but only took a look from a distance, leaving behind a pile of rare treasures.

Ji Shajian asked her: "What are you busy with?"

Jing Yingrong: "Yan Xinxuan will be reopened, and I want to apply for a position."

"Hey, is that all?"

"Will you hand over the information and write an application for me to take the assessment?"

"...Can I kill your competitor for you?"

……

Yu Xian hooked Qian Xiaocai's shoulder and flew swaying, while Moren kept a little distance and walked with the sword.

After leaving the Demon Realm, we passed through a large desolate area. The land still retains the mess after being washed away by the beast tide. From time to time, we can see broken walls and piles of corpses. The dark soil is filled with a fishy tide, and even under the scorching sun, green leaves seem to be hovering. It's foggy.

The three of them flew for a long time before they saw a small town. The map showed that this place belonged to the jurisdiction of a medium-sized sect.

Judging from the size of the town, this place should have been very prosperous originally, but now most places are deserted, and there is only one tea stall in the huge town where people can rest.

The tea stall owner, who was sitting blankly, finally brightened up when he saw the guests coming, and came up to greet them.

Qian Xiaocai: "As promised, I'll treat you. You're welcome. Just do whatever you want."

Yu Xian pouted at her, and Moren smiled and ordered three bowls of coarse tea and a plate of melon seeds.

There are only these two items on the stall.

The boss turned around to boil water. Yu Xian glanced at Qian Xiaocai, then turned to Moren and said, "Let's talk about the land in the west first. Our sect means that it is bounded by Su'anze, Dinghuilin, and Lianghe. Your end belongs to us, it can be transferred to the territory under our jurisdiction or we can do other things, as long as we don't interfere with each other. What do you think?"

As she spoke, a three-dimensional image of mountains and rivers appeared in her palm.

It was an area sandwiched between the Taichu Temple and the Wufeng Sword Sect's territory, where many small forces were once stationed.

However, due to the attack by the demon soldiers under Yin Shan, five sects, two middle, three small, were wiped out, and the remaining forces moved, disbanded, and disbanded. This area almost became a land without one.

What they want to talk about now is the ownership of this land.

Moren did not look at the picture with the dividing line, and said with a smile: "If your sect wants this place, you can take it all, just lower the price of the gray black iron sold to our sect every year by half a percent. Can."

Yu Xian: "The sky-high price is so high that you have to pay it back, right? In this case, all this land will be given to you, and you can exchange it for the refining technology of lotus amethyst. Isn't it very affordable?"

Qian Xiaocai intervened: "Wait a minute, you two, we are somewhat interested in this land. No matter which of you gets it, you might as well consider selling it to us."

Yu Xian: "What do you want to buy?"

Qian Xiaocai: "How about the three top-secret intelligence materials from the Bu Xian Sect?" Yu Xian and Moren looked at each other and said disdainfully: "It's not that good. If it's an intelligence channel, we can consider it."

"It's not kind of you to join forces to raise the price..."

This is just the beginning.

The war has greatly changed the structure of the various forces in the human race. Countless forces have perished and withered, while countless others have sprouted and risen.

Today, the situation in many places is chaotic, with territories and resources waiting to be re-divided.That area is just one of them.

However, the three people's conversation did not last long.Their conversation was just a test to test each other, conveying certain intentions on behalf of the sect, and would not determine the final result.

A bowl of crude tea has bottomed out, and that's pretty much all we need to talk about.

Yu Xian was distracted while smacking the melon seeds. His eyes drifted in one direction and he suddenly said, "I came here when I was traveling in the Nascent Soul Stage, and I lived in that building."

She pointed with her hand and saw a restaurant standing on the corner of the street not far away. The doors and windows were closed, and the majestic appearance showed signs of weathering.

Looking around, he looked at the deserted streets, the rags rolling in the wind, and the clumps of weeds sprouting from the stone road.

"It's boring...it's really boring." She shook her head and said quietly.

Qian Xiaocai looked at the closed shops, sighed slightly, and then smiled again: "It won't take long for it to be lively again."

Moren noticed a small sign in front of the tea stall, with words written in charcoal on it.

"No spiritual stones... Fellow Daoist Qian, do you have mortal currency?"

"Eh?"

……

On the way back to the Di Rong tribe, several people followed Wu Shao to talk to her, but when they saw Song Jibai appearing, they all dispersed.

"The Patriarch Wu."

Song Jibai glanced at the three-legged demon bird at Wu Shao's feet. The powerful golden flames surged with terrifying heat, rejecting the approach of all uninvited people.

His expression remained unchanged, he held up a black umbrella with black bones, disappeared into the shadow under the umbrella, and calmly climbed onto the demon bird's back.

There was no emotion on Wu Shao's face.

"What does Dean Song want to talk about?"

"This court hopes to make peace with the Di Rong clan and repair friendly relations."

Song Jibai got right to the point.

Wu Shao: "Zhenwuyuan and the Dirong clan have never been enemies. Dean Song is overly worried."

Song Jibai frowned slightly, but he heard Wu Shao say: "The grievances between the younger generations will not affect the overall situation between you and me. The relationship between our clan Leng Zhi and the Zhenwu Academy in these years is actually for another reason."

Song Jibai: "I hope the leader of the Wu Clan will tell me."

"I don't agree with your approach, and I'm not optimistic about the future of Zhenwuyuan."

She looked him straight in the eyes.

"Zhenwuyuan, which has become your personal property, is no longer worthy of our clan's close friendship."

After the words fell, the demon bird spread its wings and roared, and the golden flame rolled up the figure and disappeared in an instant.

Song Jibai held the umbrella and stayed where he was, half of his body covered by the heavy dark umbrella.

He looked at the undulating sea of ​​clouds in the distance and stood motionless in silence for a long time.

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(End of this chapter)