Beginning to practice immortality as a refugee

Chapter 737 Re-investment
He also thought of Shang Ming, who passed the fire to ten people, one of them succeeded, and then one of them passed the fire to ten people.

Thinking back to when he had achieved the state of refining emptiness, he saw tens of thousands of golden dots of light in his sea of ​​consciousness. They were all fire bearers who risked their lives to achieve their ideals.

There were also Lingyun Sect’s past high-ranking officials such as Jia Sanshijiu, Jia Sishi, and Long Shiba, who all eventually embarked on this path.

When Lu Ye opened his eyes again, there was no more hesitation. His eyes were bright and clear. He looked up at the mountain-like spirit tablets behind the Second Ancestor and the Six Sages.

He looked from the bottom up, layer by layer, until he saw his own spirit tablet and stared at it in silence.

cough cough...

Ganzhi Daojun coughed impatiently.

"This is the new Road Saint. Everyone is waiting for you. Please hurry up..."

The one with the lowest cultivation level present was the True Saint in the state of fusion.

We have all lived for thousands of years, and even if we were not originally human, we have become spirits.

Although the Third Zhu Saint transmitted the message to Lu Ye through his spiritual consciousness.

Outsiders didn't know what they were talking about, but by looking at their facial expressions, one could guess what they were planning.

Aren't they just two marginal saints who don't dare to offend any of the Eight Sages, so they control the votes to make the two sides tie and then restart, a small move that has no merit or effect?

If twenty-one and twenty-one are tied, a second round must be played to determine the winner.

Next time, as long as they throw the ball first, the pressure will not be on them.

Many Mahayana saints are already thinking about how to choose in the second round, and whether they should learn from the Three Zhu Saints.

Although the other party's nickname is the Three Pig Saints, he is not a real pig. He is very smart and worth emulating.

Although it seems that the number of main battle, main and arrows is the same.

But it's different.

Six of the Eight Sages actually advocate peace. Even if we force our way through and advocate war, what will happen if the six families do not contribute when the fighting starts?
The six families can send monks to the battlefield to create great prestige, but what if they do not put in any effort?
Won’t the ones who die then be the real war advocates?
Among the Eight Sages, only two families are committed to fighting, plus a bunch of human cultivators with little roots. Can such a combination really defeat the demon clan?
Did they get defeated by the demon tribe?

In this way, if he shot an arrow at the Lord, he would not have to go to the battlefield and would be safe.

When the main battle is on the battlefield, we still have to worry about whether our friendly forces are just slacking off. If we score 50 points out of 100, we are on the back foot. Can we still fight?
By then, the probability of being cheated to death is extremely high.

Everyone had his own plans. Several Mahayana saints who originally advocated war thought about it and changed their minds.

Except for the die-hards, even the Mahayana saints are still human beings. They will revise their views at any time according to the situation, and their bottom line is also very flexible.

Tianque Daojun and Ganzhi Daojun sat on the cushions, taking in everyone's expressions, and each of them was in a different mood.

Tianque Daojun, with a serious face, lamented in his heart that God did not bless him.

The human race seized the land of Xihezhou, but after only a few hundred years, they began to lose their edge.

You all laugh at the demon race being divided into pieces, but isn't the human race itself also plagued by frequent internal strife?

If there were no powerful enemy, the demon race, threatening us from outside, who knows if the human race would start the fight first?
I am afraid that before the demon race declines, the human race will be defeated first.

Even the demons know how to kill the monsters and chase them to the end, so why is it that the human race is not so smart?

These six major families have glorious ancestral surnames, but they made such cowardly decisions, which is really a disgrace to their ancestors!
Ganzhi Daojun looked pleased.

As for the people's support, it seems that I have the advantage.

The human race can’t afford to waste any more time!

Yi Tianque is a newly promoted Taoist master with a short-sighted vision. How could he know the overall situation?

The Yi family has only risen in the last few thousand years. Weren’t all the fierce battles before that fought by my family of the Seventh Sage?

Eighteen Dao Lords were defeated and killed. They were all the martyrs of my seven families!
If the fighting continues, all the elites in the seven families will be wiped out!

Maybe the human race might win, but my seven families might lose.

Otherwise, how could the Yi family rise up and take advantage of the opportunity to become the new Yixian family?
The demon race is clearly showing signs of weakness. If we give our seven families another two to three thousand years to recuperate, a new generation of elites will grow up.

With the territory and resources we have now, by then all the masters of the human race will be ours, and then we can have a decisive battle with the demon race.

In this way, the human race rules the earth, and my seven families rule the human race. This is a win-win situation!
As for the small possibility of a comeback by the demon clan, that is just a possibility. How can we accomplish big things without taking a little risk?
In this way, I will be able to become an immortal in one fell swoop with the great merit of overthrowing the demon clan!
Tianque, oh Tianque, you laugh at me for not understanding the general situation, and I laugh at you for not knowing how to calculate.

After all, they are the Xinxian family. Not enough people in the family have died. If too many people died, they would know how to calculate.

Whether it is a second round of voting, as long as the voting begins, the war faction will lose, this is the general trend.

In the main hall, the Second Patriarch, Six Sages, and all the Mahayana saints were pondering in their minds how to arrange the second round of archery.

at this time.

Bang!
The sound of arrow feathers entering the pot echoed throughout the hall.

Many people didn't even look up, thinking that it was a draw. What was there to see?

There were still a few people who took a glance and were petrified, their eyeballs almost popped out, and some even rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

In the game of tossing a pot, I saw a scarlet arrow feather spinning rapidly. With the help of magic power, it rotated very beautifully in the center, spinning like lightning, casting a scarlet shadow.

the other side.

The fielder was still in the air, maintaining the throwing posture from the previous moment.

The Sanzhu Zhisheng's jaw dropped to the ground with a click. He felt extremely distressed... Was it because I persuaded Brother Lu to drink too much on the way and he got drunk?
How can you not tell the difference between white and red?

If you wanted to vote for red, you should have told me earlier. I can vote for white!
Now we both voted red, brother, you have caused us so much trouble!
The Liuxian family won’t remember who cast the red arrow before, but they will definitely remember us two who cast the last arrow!
Tianque Daojun's eyes widened, then retracted, with the corners of his mouth curled up. Was it the blessing of the heroic spirits of the human race's martyrs of all generations that allowed him to cast this crucial arrow?

Ganzhi Daojun's eyes were sharp, with a hint of blueness flashing across his face. Which ignorant kid is ruining my plans?

Shang Xi Zhisheng, Guan Quan Zhisheng and Lu Bing Zhisheng, who had met Lu Ye once before, looked at him in shock, with regret on their faces, and shook their heads slightly.

He was the first to stand up against the Liuxian family as a casual cultivator.

The Ganzhi Taoist Lord cannot control the Tianque Taoist Lord, but there are still many ways to control a Mahayana saint who has no roots.

In the hall, at that moment, countless eyes were cast over, staring at Lu Ye with scrutinizing eyes. Everyone had a complicated expression, some admiring, some praising, some regretful, some mocking, some looking coldly, and some even had cold murderous intent.

In full view of everyone, Lu Ye stood up, laughed loudly, and acted as the master of ceremonies.

"Everyone...22 arrows for war, 20 arrows for peace."

"It's settled!" He waved his hand, "From now on, the human race and the demon race will be sworn enemies, and we must eliminate them as soon as possible!"

After Lu Ye fired this shot, he sat back on the mat.

grandma's.

I thought I was here to witness history, but who would have thought that I was here to cast the final arrow and decide history.

It's so tiring.

He looked up at the mountain-like memorial tablet in the hall… Well, I shot the arrow in front of so many heroic spirits of the Lu family as witnesses. I have a clear conscience and I am worthy of this family name.

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and then an uproar broke out.

In total chaos.

The Taoist Ganzhi, who advocated peace, sneered and slapped out with his palm.

boom!
He smashed the pitching pot filled with scarlet arrow feathers.

Everyone was shocked and the atmosphere was silent. Lu Ye was furious and Tianque Daojun beside him looked at him sideways and frowned.

Ganzhi Daojun pursed his lips and said coldly.

"This last arrow doesn't count!"

"Re-roll!"

Lu Ye was so disappointed. Why didn't his last arrow count? Why did he even regret it on the spot?

You are the Taoist!

Descendants of Jiayi, Jiasanshijiu, and Jiasishi, how can you be so shameless?
Tianque Daojun beside him frowned.

"Daoyou, isn't this inappropriate?"

"The arrow-casting process was correct, and they were all genuine reactions. No one was restrained by any magic or supernatural power."

"If all arrows are correct, they should be considered effective."

“Why re-submit?”

Ganzhi Daojun laughed, but did not respond directly. He glanced at the holy official behind him.

Guan Quan Zhisheng understood the situation and immediately stepped forward to explain.

"Reporting to the Taoist Master."

“But we also explained this when we made the rules.”

"The Second Patriarch, Six Sages and Eight Others did not shoot arrows, but only supervised from the sidelines."

"As long as one of the eight Dao Lords or three Mahayana Saints feels that something is wrong, they can force the arrows to be cast again!"

"So, according to the rules, Ganzhi Daojun can directly restart the arrow casting as long as he feels suspicious."

Tianque Daojun frowned.

This rule was agreed upon by him and Mu Fang Zhisheng, who had originally intended to guard against Daojun Tianque's mischief so that he could take the initiative to restrain him. But now, the other party took the initiative.

The Saint Mu Fang behind him raised his head slowly and said.

"Everyone."

"According to the rules, that's right."

"However, Daoist Master Ganzhi can deny this round of arrows, and Daoist Master Tianque can also deny the next round of arrows."

"So, when can we make a decision?"

"Don't make any more trouble. Just follow the result this time, okay?"

The Taoist Master Ganzhi was confronted by the Holy Mufang, but he just smiled without saying anything. In his heart he cursed the half-human, half-demon bastard for not knowing how to adapt, just like his ancestor Shuangmu.

Among the seven sage families, only the Mu family still adheres to the ancestral teachings and is determined to fight the demon clan to the death!
Your family can be considered traitors to the demon clan, and you want to dig up the roots of the demon clan.

It turns out that traitors are the most hateful!

What a dull and stubborn person.

The Second Patriarch and the Six Sages did not avoid the others in their verbal confrontation, but instead displayed their contradictions before the eyes of all the Mahayana Saints and the True Saints of the Unified Body.

The combined True Saint who was standing in a circle lowered his head and dared not utter a sound.

Lu Ye sat on the ground, feeling filled with sadness.

What happened to witnessing history?

Is history really like this?

Tens of thousands of fire inheritors finally gave rise to such a clan of immortal cultivators?

Rejecting the result of the archery in person, does this mean you have no dignity left?
Ganzhi Daojun was ordered by Mufang Zhisheng, he snorted coldly, and Shangxi Zhisheng came out from behind to smooth things over, he said with a friendly face.

"Everyone, we are just discussing this, please don't hurt the harmony."

"In fact, these rules are made by the eight of us."

"Everyone might as well take a step back. We accept the result of this arrow throw."

Everyone frowned.

It is obvious that Shang Xi Zhisheng is in cahoots with Ganzhi Daojun, so how could he be so kind?
Sure enough, the next moment, he laughed.

"But in order to show that the result is fair, why don't our eight family leaders also shoot an arrow each!"

"This ensures the most fair and just results!"

"What do you think?"

He smiled and looked up at the saints around him.

Everyone understood what it meant instantly.

This is the first round of archery, but it has not yet ended. The eight people have to continue shooting. The Ganzhi Taoist side has six white arrows, while Tianque Taoist and Mufang Zhisheng together have only two red arrows.

In this case, the peace faction still wins!
What a good move, each taking a step back, full of calculations!

The Three Zhu Saints who were standing next to Lu Ye exclaimed, then nodded and said it made sense.

The eight families are the backbone of the human race today. Is it fair for the clan leader to cast one vote?
Only in this way can the true intention of the human race be reflected... No one will care too much about the mistakes that Brother Lu and I made just now.

What a good idea!
He is worthy of being the descendant of the Shang family who founded the Lingyun Sect and laid the foundation of Taoism for the human race!

The saints around nodded one after another, with satisfied expressions on their faces.

It is normal for the two Dao Lords to have some minor conflicts. The three demon immortals of the demon clan have even fought each other.

But on the human side, although the Lingyun Sect has disappeared in history, if you count up, they are all descendants of the Lingyun Sect.

We have always been taught that only unity can enable the weak to defeat the strong.

Therefore, it is not appropriate for the two Taoists to confront each other face to face. I am glad that the Sage can come up with this method, which is the best of both worlds and is indeed smart.

Anyway, according to the actual situation, the peace-loving forces have an absolute advantage, and this is the current situation of the human race.

As soon as the Holy Saint Shang Xi said this, all the saints nodded, thinking that this was a good idea.

A trace of anger flashed across Tianque Daojun's face, but for the sake of the overall situation, he suppressed it and did not explode. Mufang Zhisheng retreated sadly.

The situation has been determined and cannot be reversed.

To forcibly reject the opinion of the Supreme Saint Shang Xi is nothing more than to continue the arrow throwing. The two Taoists denying each other is just a joke.

If you agree with what Shang Xi Zhisheng said, you will immediately lose the first round of archery.

Tianque Daojun felt infinitely sad. He wanted to be angry but didn't know who to be angry at.

Dear martyrs, has the blood of countless fire bearers been shed in vain?

Now that the war has ceased, haven’t all the human beings who died in battle throughout the ages sacrificed their lives in vain?

Tianque Daojun was feeling a little uneasy and doubting himself. Was I really wrong for insisting on fighting?

"Well, since everyone has no objection, I will shoot this arrow first."

I saw the chubby Shang Xi Zhisheng picked up a white arrow and threw it towards the pot.

"Certainly……"

A magical power came out from the void, fixing the white arrow thrown by Shang Xi Zhisheng in the air.

Everyone was shocked and turned around suddenly.

Who was so bold as to openly stop the patriarch of the Eight Sages Family from shooting arrows?
Shang Xi Zhisheng also looked up in surprise, his eyes, which always smiled like a crescent moon, now revealed a cold murderous intent.

Only the threshold can be seen.

The last arrow just now almost overturned the peace-loving faction's arrangements. The newly promoted Lu Zhisheng who appeared from somewhere on the hill reached out his hand again.

A surge of magical power surged out, fixing the arrow in the air.

This kind of magical change is not worth mentioning, anyone can do it.

But who dares?

Shang Xi Zhisheng saw that it was "Lu Tongshen". After all, he had drunk wine once before. He restrained the murderous look in his eyes and smiled again, but he was actually impatient.

"Friend Lu, what do you suggest?"

Lu Ye shook his head and stood up, muttering.

"No, this is wrong. It shouldn't be like this."

"The ancestors of all generations have sacrificed themselves not just to beg for peace!"

If this continues, how can the emperor "come out"? He will be suffocated to death.

He couldn't sit still any longer.

Shang Xi Zhisheng rolled his eyes and could hardly maintain the smile on his face.

“Fellow Daoist Lu, even if you disagree, there are so many saints here, everyone agrees.”

"So, your opinion doesn't matter."

"Quickly withdraw your magic power, don't delay in shooting the arrows!"

Hearing this, Lu Ye looked up, his neck stiffened, and his eyes sparkled.

"Oh? My opinion doesn't matter?"

"So how does it matter?"

Shang Xi Zhisheng shut up and murderous intent emerged.

Behind him, Lu Bing Zhisheng stood up. Clan leader Lu was extremely annoyed with this inappropriate person with the same surname who appeared from some unknown corner.

Lu Bing Zhisheng said coldly.

"The so-called archery is to determine the outcome by strength!"

"The combined form cannot be cast, but the Mahayana can be cast."

"But Mahayana is not the pinnacle of cultivation!"

"If you become a Dao Lord... then you, Tianque Dao Lord, and Ganzhi Dao Lord all just need to shoot an arrow, and the result will come immediately. There's no need to go through so much trouble!"

“But you…” Lu Bingzhisheng looked directly at “Lu Tongshen” and laughed contemptuously, “You are not a Taoist after all!”

He laughed out loud.

In the rumbling hall, many guest elders and clan members of the Six Sages Family also laughed.

Lu Ye's eyes lit up and he raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Is this true?"

(End of this chapter)