Fairy, please let me explain.

Chapter 760: Lively
The cold wave moving southward eventually affected the Hongnong area. The rain curtain covered the Xian'ai Mountains that stretched for thousands of miles. The interior of the mountain city was already paved with bluestone brick roads. People walked around the streets with umbrellas of various colors. The lights were on and the scene was like a painting. Compared with the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the mountains and waters in the misty rain were more solemn.

The Tianyuan Festival was still prosperous and lively, with the sounds of laughter and chattering filling the entire city, but this was a privilege that only belonged to ordinary people and the ignorant.

When they learned that the Xiangguo Mansion, a giant beast born for war since its establishment, had quietly turned its gears, from Beifeng City in the extreme north to the Jiantian Tower in the southern border, from Zhenxi Prefecture in the western region to the Jiangnan region of the East China Sea, the shadow of war had already shrouded the entire Dayan.

The Tianyuan Competition, which was originally a feast for young people, has lost its former meaning. It is like a declaration of war that conveys this message to all the sects that have come here without any room for compromise.

The troops of the Zongmeng began to gather in the Hongnong area. Iron hooves bathed in the rain, long eagles flew in the clouds, and mountains of war supplies began to be slowly transported under the command of the behemoth Zongmeng.

The long night is coming and the war is coming.

The area where cultivators gathered near Changming Street had become much more desolate and deserted than when the competition began. Most of the sect disciples who had gathered here to participate in the event had already left.

Some people came day and night for the clan alliance, ready to fight for the clan alliance's survival, while others fled from the Tianyuan Mountains at this point in time, where they would face the army of the prime minister's residence.

But generally speaking, the latter is more common.

Human nature is always to seek benefits and avoid harm.

Especially a behemoth like the Zongmeng which is composed of interest groups.

Yuan Hao was looking out the window at the rain-soaked green hills. There were only six or seven young men and women left in the banquet hall, and their whispering made him a little absent-minded, but suddenly a smiling question from the side brought his thoughts back.

The man asked:
"Mr. Zhou, aren't you leaving?"

Yuan Hao looked back and saw that it was the fat man named Ning who liked to hang out in gambling houses, with his small eyes and a flattering smile.

He heard that not long ago this guy went to Mingxuan Casino and placed a bet on the Third Young Master winning the championship, saying that he wanted to take a gamble, so he stayed.

A fat man who values ​​money more than his life.

Thinking so in his heart, Yuan Hao's expression remained the same, but he mentioned the topic of parting again, and the people who were whispering at the banquet unconsciously fell silent again.

Young people are always like this, after a few drinks and a few confessions, they think someone is their confidant, and since they are confidants, they don’t want to part with them.

The busty woman named Luo who had been sitting in the second seat had not left yet and was still sitting in the second seat next to Yuan Hao, but at this moment she said softly:
"I heard from the elders in the sect that the senior leaders have already discussed several possible locations where the Prime Minister's Mansion might deploy troops first, and the Sword Sect's mountain gate is the first to be attacked. With Brother Zhou's talent, he should not stay here."

The implication of his words seemed to indicate that the Sword Sect was about to face war, but Yuan Hao was not surprised at the sect alliance's preparedness.

War is a complicated thing to talk about, but it is also simple to say. After all, although the world is big, there are only a few strategic locations. The first step is to know where to fight and where to fight. Before the war begins, the huge staff groups of both sides will analyze it clearly.

The key to victory lies in how to fight, how long to fight, the competition of national strength, and the bravery of soldiers.

Of course, there is another possibility.

That is, one side does not believe that the other side is bold enough to fight like this, and then collapses without defense, but the current sect alliance is obviously not of this kind.

Judging from what Yuan Hao had seen and heard these days, the entire Tianyuan Mountain Range had entered a state of full preparation for war with the support of the Hidden Sect and a number of other sects.

They had already foreseen that the First Sword of the Prime Minister's Mansion would strike down the leader of this sect alliance. This was what Yuan Hao least wanted to see, but it was also what he most wanted to see.

The former is for the public, the latter is for private.

Places with investments of this magnitude usually won't surrender.

Yuan Hao drank some rough rice wine and said slowly:
"Zhou has stayed until now, so of course he will not leave again. However, staying here is not as far-reaching as you think. It is just for myself. This life is quite boring, so I want to stay here to witness history."

The woman surnamed Luo was silent for a moment after hearing this, and whispered:
"Everyone, I'm afraid I will have to leave today or tomorrow. I've received news from the mountain gate that the imperial court soldiers have begun to gather at the foot of my mountain gate. There have been several clashes involving hundreds of people before. After this farewell, I don't know if we will meet again."

Since the tax-equalizing method was passed on to the world, although a full-scale civil war has not yet broken out, sporadic conflicts between the court and the clan alliance have actually begun. In places where the clan alliance is prosperous, court officials have been killed, and prefectures and counties are directly taken over by local clans, and vice versa. To this day, the areas controlled by the court and the clan alliance have actually gradually begun to be clearly divided. The only places where conflicts continue are roughly those counties where the court and the clan alliance coexist.

These areas are the worst.

The clan alliance and the imperial court were constantly adding fuel to these territories, and reinforcements from surrounding county soldiers and clan alliance disciples in the rear continued to pour in, and the conflict escalated. Although these could only be considered conflicts at the macro level of Da Yan as a whole, for individual counties it could actually be called a war.

The words of the woman surnamed Luo undoubtedly made the party more depressing. Most people began to drink alone in silence, and then someone cursed:

"Fuckin' war."

Yuan Hao glanced at the person who spoke and smiled:

"It's fucked up, but that's the truth of the world. It's just that this time the war falls on our own heads."

"Brother Zhou, you see things clearly."

"I have been to the North and have read history books. I have seen a lot, so I know a lot."

Yuan Hao sipped the yellow wine in his cup, his handsome scholar face flickering in the candlelight of the winter rain: "Our human race has been like this since ancient times. Ten thousand years ago, there were thousands of foreign races in the fourteen continents of the Middle Earth, but now only the human race is dominant. Warlike, good at fighting, and able to fight have almost run through our history. Thousands of years later, everything I am experiencing now will also become a part of this history."

Fatty Ning listened in silence, drank a pot of wine, and said:

"I, a fat guy, cannot understand the realm that Brother Zhou has seen. Since we live in the present, it is always meaningful, and we need to do something meaningful."

The woman surnamed Luo laughed and teased:

"Fatty Ning, your realm is not low, but didn't you say you only care about making money?"

"Uh"

He wanted to say something cool along with Zhou Chen's words, but he didn't want to be exposed directly. The fat man surnamed Ning blushed for a moment, stuttered a few times, and said hesitantly: "My money is... earned for the sect, for military equipment, for the pensions of my sect's soldiers, and for the coffin money to bring down that damn thief."

Yuan Hao narrowed his eyes and smiled, putting down his wine glass:

"Then Brother Ning, you really should stay in the Tianyuan Mountains. After all, if your bet is right, and the Third Young Master really comes to the Tianyuan Mountains, your wish will come true."

When she mentioned this again, the woman surnamed Luo's voice had a hint of weirdness:
"Brother Zhou, do you really think that the three sons of the Xu family are heading to our Sword Sect's mountain gate?"

The news that the prime minister's palace was being built and leaving the capital was no longer a big deal among the noble children of the Tianyuan Mountains, but the general consensus was that Xu Changtian was supervising the army in the capacity of "crown prince".

So Yuan Hao did not answer this question.

But a clever and clear female voice answered for him:

"Brother Zhou probably thinks so."

Everyone at the banquet was startled by the sudden voice and subconsciously looked in the direction where the voice was directed. They saw a Miao woman with bright eyes, white teeth and a voluptuous waist appearing on the window frame of the warm room at some point.

She crossed her legs, her lotus boots swaying gently with her toes hooked on them.

Seeing the appearance of the person coming, everyone fell silent.

The visitor is very famous.

Although the shadow of war loomed and people had lost interest in watching the games, the Tianyuan competition, a contest among young people, was still going on. Many unfamiliar faces shined in it, and the woman in front of him was one of them.

Jinpingyue.

His strange poison skills are almost unmatched among the younger generation.

More importantly, this woman has already reached the origin of cultivation at such a young age, and she is almost destined to be one of the few people standing at the top of the world in the future.

Yuan Hao was not surprised by the woman's arrival. He glanced at her and asked slowly:
"Does Zhou remember that Miss Jin seemed to have a duel today?"

Jin Pingyue looked at the murderous man and sighed softly:
"Brother Zhou clearly said he wished me the best, but he never came to watch me compete. This is really sad."

Yuan Hao slowly stood up:

"Isn't this a gift of not being ready to meet again?"

As he spoke, he bowed to the young men and women at the banquet:
"I'm sorry everyone, it seems I have to excuse myself from your company today." "It's okay, the more lively it is, the better. Just don't blame me for coming uninvited." Jin Pingyue had no intention of being alone with Yuan Hao.

"."Everyone.

People are divided into classes, geniuses are divided into circles, and when you meet someone higher than you, you can only agree with him.

Jin Pingyue had no intention of stealing the show. He jumped down from the window lattice and sat down at the end of the table very naturally. He said softly:

"Brother Zhou, aren't you curious about the result of today's little girl's duel?"

Yuan Hao took a quick glance at the woman's voluptuous curves, and saw some ice crystals that had not yet dispersed, and sighed:
"It looks like we lost."

"Yeah, I lost."

Speaking of this, Jin Pingyue did not seem depressed: "He was defeated in less than a hundred moves. How could there be such a perverted person in this world?"

Yuan Hao smiled and shook his head:

"Miss Jin's witchcraft is not meant for direct killing."

"That's comforting." Jin Pingyue said in a carefree tone, "But the problem is that I can also condense the Gu technique in a targeted way beforehand, so if I lose, I lose. There's no excuse for that."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Hao raised his glass and everyone drank together.

After putting down the porcelain cup, the fat man surnamed Ning asked hesitantly:

"Golden Fairy, may I ask about your opponent today?"

There is a restrained relationship between magic and technique. The Tianyuan Competition has always adopted the method of drawing lots. In order to protect the secrets of the magic of the participating cultivators, once entering the post-match, uninvited people are no longer allowed to watch the competition. The winners and losers of the competition are directly announced after a day's competition. Therefore, outsiders only know that some people will fight today, but they don't know who their opponents are.

Jin Pingyue looked back, eyes like the moon, and uttered three words:

"Ran Qingmo."

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There was a drizzle of rain and the hall was dead silent.

When they suddenly heard this name coming from the Heavenly Palace, everyone was shocked.

They didn't know how powerful the Master of Tiangong was, but the fact that even someone as strong as Jin Pingyue was defeated by him in a hundred moves was still beyond their imagination.

While feeling ashamed of themselves, they also felt a little happy and relieved, because the fairy named Ran was the first disciple of the Sword Sect and would be the one to lead them in the future.

Yuan Hao's chuckle broke the silence and asked:

"It seems that the final outcome of this competition will be decided between the two first disciples. Miss Jin, have you met that saint before?"

The first micro point of Jinpingyuezhen:
"I've encountered it."

"how."

“I voted directly.”

"." Yuan Hao.

Jin Pingyue shrugged his fair shoulders and said:
"Don't look at me like that, that's a Transcendent, this is bullshit."

The fairy cursed, making everyone look a little strange.

Jin Pingyue seemed indifferent and continued:

"But during the competition today, I did ask Ran Qingmo about her attitude. She said she would not admit defeat to the Saint. If you are interested, Brother Zhou, I can get you an invitation to watch the competition within ten days."

Yuan Hao shook his head without any hesitation.

What a joke, there must be a saint present in the fight between these two. He is just a psychopath, not a lunatic, how could he possibly go to such a place.

Jin Pingyue raised her eyebrows but did not ask the reason. With such a strong evil spirit around him, there must be something shameful about him that would not be worthy of being shown in a formal place.

The arrival of the newcomer undoubtedly injected a bit of liveliness into the circle established around Yuan Hao, which had become increasingly deserted. His noble status also told everyone at the banquet a lot of news that they did not know.

For example, on the first day of the general meeting, Ran Qingmo slashed at Tian Yan with his sword.

For example, the conflict between the Sword Sect and the hidden sects.

For example, yesterday, six thousand miles north of the Tianyuan Mountains, someone saw the majestic and magnificent palace of the Prime Minister.

At the end of the conversation, the banquet became dead silent.

Even the fat man named Ning, who had defeated Xu Yuan in the championship, had an unpleasant look on his face.

Although most of the people present were of average status, their knowledge and experience were far beyond that of ordinary people. They knew what the presence of the third son of the prime minister's mansion here meant.

A person of that status would not put himself in danger, so when he arrived at the Tianyuan Mountains, would he have the iron hoof of the Prime Minister's Mansion behind him?

The answer is obvious.

No one discussed the inevitable victory of the war, and no one boasted about their own insights. In this age of information fragmentation, most of the sects behind the people present were actually not aware of the extent to which the top war equipment of the dynasty had developed. Expressing opinions on such matters would only make Yuan Hao, Jin Pingyue and the others laugh.

As the night deepened, cups were passed around, one after another, and a hint of drunkenness began to appear in the eyes of these young men and women. Besides that, a hint of ambiguity began to spread throughout the banquet.

This is the elegance of this time.

Love is always precious in times of war.

But unfortunately,
The people in the Heavenly Palace did not give this ambiguity a chance to spread.

Boom——

A thunderous sound came from the sky.

Yuan Hao and Jin Pingyue's eyes simultaneously turned towards the sky outside the window that was covered by dark clouds. The former even stood up subconsciously to show respect because of his inner realization.

Within the rolling inky clouds, thunder roared like pillars, and the flashes of lightning illuminated the sky and earth like a startled wild goose. The wind and rain seemed to be filled with something, and the dark shadow of a huge beast was looming in it.

At the top of the Sword Sect, several figures quietly emerged and stood still, but without any expectation, they were filled with solemnity.

"Roar!!!!"

A majestic roar came from above the clouds, accompanied by thunder and lightning, which completely illuminated the figure of the giant hidden in the thick clouds.

It was a giant beast in the sky. The lightning magnified its shadow and projected it onto the clouds, almost covering the entire Sword Sect's mountain gate.

In this sudden uneasiness, people in the warm room gradually noticed that the mist rising from the bluestone slabs outside was gradually condensing into blood color, and the clear raindrops were gradually dyed red and turned into blood rain, which then permeated everything with enchanting weirdness.
"Grass"

Seeing this strange scene, the fat man surnamed Ning, who had heard about it, subconsciously murmured, his voice hesitant: "This bloody... is... that person, he... how dare he come here."

No one answered.

In the dead silence,
The rain curtain was suddenly torn open by some force.

In that moment of lightning and thunder, light and darkness alternated,
A figure with long hair like a ghost suddenly appeared above the Sword Sect. With the blood rain all over the sky, he looked down at the mountain gate below. His gentle voice with a teasing smile spread throughout the entire Sword Sect mountain gate:
"Ha, it's so lively here, how about bringing me along too?"

(End of this chapter)