If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 70 Reactions from all parties
Xiaoyu was not at all surprised at Sun Jinbiao's crushing defeat.

It is an obvious fact that Sun Jinbiao's personal military and martial arts skills are not as good as Marquis Lieyang's.

It is also true that the five hundred volunteers from the Seventy-two Forts are far inferior to the Fire Crow Army, although Sun Jinbiao himself does not think so.

Marquis Lieyang returned to Feixiandu from the Giant Elephant Kingdom, bringing with him more than two thousand cavalrymen.

They are indeed a fusion of the armies of multiple vassal states, but they are by no means "miscellaneous" troops; they are all top-notch elite troops in their own country.

Later, Hu Chen brought the Iron Cavalry Battalion and the Xisha Garrison to join them, and they were all the elite troops of Shu.

The temporary Fire Crow Army of more than 3,000 people is definitely the best in the West in terms of individual soldier quality.

Although there are only more than 300 people left in the Fire Crow Army, those who remain are the elite among the elite, and their strength and conviction have reached the highest level.

Those who were unqualified and not the best had already been eliminated in previous battles.

Those who were selected from ten miles away and stayed behind have been tempered by the great battle and have completed their integration with the three thousand Fire Crows army.

The five hundred righteous men are just the essence of one place, how can they be compared with the "best of the West"?

However, Xiaoyu was still a little surprised that Sun Jinbiao was defeated so badly.

Shocked by the true power of the Three Thousand Fire Crows Army.

It’s not that Sun Jinbiao is weak.

Didn’t you see that when Sun Jinbiao was setting up the formation, Dou Yilin, Song Zhong and other immortals were watching from the sidelines with great anticipation?
We hope that the "God of War" can take advantage of his rest and have a good fight with the Fire Crow Army, which has suffered a severe setback.

Maybe they could launch a sneak attack from the side and get a big bargain?
If they didn't have such expectations, if they didn't have any confidence in Sun Jinbiao, they would have run away long ago.

Well, now the cruel result appeared. They were stunned for a moment, without saying a word, turned around and ran, escaping in different directions.

"Cai Fengnian, you maintain the military formation, and I will deal with them."

Dou Yilin and the others were decisive and efficient. They didn't even say a word before running away separately, and Marquis Lieyang was equally quick.

He immediately disbanded the "Three-legged Golden Crow Army Formation" that was as dazzling as the sun, raised his Fang Tian Huaji, and rode the red smoke horse under his crotch, as swift as lightning. In a few breaths, he disappeared.

Although Marquis Lieyang left, the three thousand Fire Crows army did not disperse.

The only difference was that the main commander was replaced by Cai Sima, and the formation was changed from a goose formation to a square formation.

All the knights sat on their horses with solemn expressions, without putting away their swords and spears, still in a fighting posture.

On a hill twenty miles south of Feixiandu, Qingsong Daotong exhaled a breath of foul air, smiled sideways and said, "Not bad, not bad! Although the process was a bit tortuous and there were many unexpected changes, the result was still satisfactory.

There is no need for the Lord Protector and I to take action, Marquis Lieyang has broken the game of 'Flying Fairy Shooting the Sun' by himself."

He was not alone at this time. There was an elegant scholar wearing a light blue robe and a mountain crown standing beside him.

Although he was dressed as a scholar and did not look like a "great Qin man", with a "mere" eight feet tall, he was respectfully called "Lord Protector" by the Taoist boy Qingsong.

On his waist hung a "windmill sword" that looked light and weightless.

"The process was indeed a bit unexpected. Kong Zan, the Flag Hunter Immortal who was supposed to be the biggest trump card of the Eight Immortals of the West, died inexplicably before the war began. But the result..." The Protector General sighed and shook his head, "I hope they can push Marquis Lieyang to his limit as soon as possible, and it would be best if they can push us both to the limit."

Taoist Qingsong was stunned for a moment, then he understood what the Protector-General meant.

The Eight Immortals of the West are just small fish. If these two can be forced out, they will definitely be the big fish caught.

"Alas, if it were so easy to solve the problem completely, we wouldn't have to wait until now." Qingsong also sighed.

He had no expectation of catching any big fish.

The million-strong army of the Thirty-Six-Nation Alliance was swept away, and the western countries that made up the alliance were successively destroyed or surrendered again. Marquis Lieyang even killed the entire Ji family in Jinyang. If the "big fish" wanted to move, they should have done it long ago.

At that time, he could still tolerate the "big fish", so how could he not tolerate the ambush at Feixiandu?
"Lord Protector, do you want to go over and take a look? Kong Zan's death was unclear, and I'm really curious." Qingsong said with a smile.

The Protector General shook his head and said, "No! Theoretically, I am still on the east bank of the Liusha River to inspect the various countries. If I show my face now, it would be a bit shameless to meet the monarchs of the western countries as an 'imperial envoy' later."

Qingsong nodded slightly, "In that case, it is not convenient for me to show up directly. I will wait for Marquis Lieyang——Eh!"

Both of them looked serious and turned to look northwest.

Even from a distance of a hundred miles, one could vaguely see the golden flames of the Golden Crow Sun.

"We actually caught a big fish." Qingsong said in surprise.

The Protector General murmured, "That fish is bigger than the Eight Immortals of the West, but not very fat. It is only half a step to becoming an Earthly Immortal. It is not even a Heavenly Immortal, so how can it be considered a big fish? They are too cautious."

"Earth Immortal?"

Qingsong Dao Tong's expression changed slightly, he squinted his eyes and turned to the west, and said faintly: "Could it be Wanshou Mountain——"

“Don’t talk nonsense!” The Protector-General, who had always been calm even when meeting a “big fish”, immediately changed his expression when he heard the three words “Wanshou Mountain”. He interrupted Qingsong in a hurry, “Maybe the other party wants you to think so.”

"But the earthly immortal——"

The Protector General waved his hand and said coldly: "Among the five immortals, Heaven, Earth, Human, Ghost and God, the path of Heavenly Immortal is the most difficult. There are countless people who have chosen to become Earthly Immortals instead of Heavenly Immortals.

If you meet a terrestrial immortal in China, would you also count him as a member of the Wuzhuang Temple?
Is Taiqing Patriarch also the Taoist Patriarch? When Taoist priests in the world commit crimes, they are all related to him?"

——But this is the Western Region of Liusha, not the Central Plains! As the biggest "local tyrant" in this region, Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang Temple is the most suspicious!

Qingsong Dao Tong sighed inwardly, nodded repeatedly with a look of agreement on his face, and said, "I didn't mean anything else.

A few days ago, Xiao Dao carried a basket of Kunlun golden apricots to the blessed land of Wanshou Mountain to visit the ancestor Zhen Yuanzi! "

The Protector General was surprised again, "Have you seen the Immortal Ancestor Zhen Yuanzi?"

"Then I have to exchange the Kunlun golden apricots in the basket for the peaches from the Heavenly Palace." Qingsong Dao Tong laughed at himself, "I wasted a lot of time and effort, waiting in the pavilion outside the mountain gate for more than half a day before I could barely talk to Qingfeng the little thief."

"Don't underestimate Qingfeng because he is just a Taoist boy guarding the gate. He is also a disciple of Zhenyuan Daxian, so he can be considered a close friend. Wanshoushan has shown a good attitude towards you for being able to meet him." said the Protector-General.

——I am a Taoist child of Zhengyang Palace. Do I need you to remind me of the meaning of “gatekeeper Taoist child”?

Taoist Qingsong muttered to himself, and asked, "Should we go over and take a look? We must not kill Marquis Lieyang here."

"Marquis Lieyang has cultivated a trace of the Sun's True Fire, so he won't die so easily." The Protector General said calmly. "The Sun's True Fire. There is hope for a celestial being!" Qingsong Dao Tong said with emotion.

The Protector-General disagreed and said, "Looking at the mountains from across the sea is also looking at them."

The Taoist boy Qingsong remained silent.

The two people from the upper states were not interested in the battle at the half-step earthly immortal level.

The Western "immortals" who were also hiding nearby and watching the battle were greatly shocked and interested by the sudden outbreak of the "immortal war".

"Hey, Nanhai Shenni, you are here too!"

A beam of green sword light that was shooting towards the west at high speed suddenly stopped, landed on the brown rocks below, and bowed to the nun who was looking west.

The nun had a beautiful face and looked to be in her early thirties. Although she was wearing monk's robes, they were a light beige color and she had waist-length hair. However, she had no gold or jade hair accessories, only a plain ribbon to tie her hair behind her head.

"So it's Brother Xuan Zhenzi. I'm honored to meet you!"

The beautiful nun turned around and returned the greeting to the visitor, smiling and saying, "I am surprised to meet you here, brother. Why did you say 'as expected' when you met me? But have you ever heard from any fellow Taoist talking about me?"

Xuan Zhenzi doesn't look like a Taoist priest.

He had an ancient appearance, nine feet tall, a gaunt face, a Taoist bun on his head, a pair of male and female swords on his back, and three long strands of beard fluttering in the wind, giving him the demeanor of a mountain swordsman.

But he was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe with gold and silver cloud patterns embroidered on it, and looked like a wealthy man.

The Taoist priest doesn’t look like a Taoist priest, and the nun doesn’t look like a nun. This pair of friends is quite suitable.

"Are there many Western Taoist friends here today? I didn't meet many. The reason I said 'as expected' is because I know the relationship between Shen Ni and the Dou family.

In fact, when Lieyang Hou killed Yumian Wenqu, I thought Shen Ni would try to save him. "Xuan Zhenzi said with a smile.

The South Sea Divine Nun smiled faintly and said, "There are only eight Western immortals who have sworn an oath of blood, but there are far more than eight immortals in the Western countries, more than 180.

They basically all received invitations, but simply refused to participate.

Although they refused to participate in Feixiandu's "Sun Shooting Plan", they were also concerned about the outcome of this battle, so they all watched from afar, just like me. "

After a pause, Shen Ni continued, "I do have some connection with the Dou family, but it's far from the point of risking my life to save Dou Yilin.

In fact, I only met Dou Yilin once ten years ago.

He has a daughter named Dou Gengyan, who awakened the magical power of swordsmanship as soon as she was born.

However, the Dou family is not an ordinary family. Dou Yilin holds the position of right prime minister of the State of Lu. He is powerful and extremely wealthy, and he himself is an immortal.

I originally wanted to help his daughter become an immortal, but he politely declined.

This is the whole relationship between me and the Dou family."

"Dou Yilin has regretted it. He has repeatedly released information in the past few years and has been looking for the nun everywhere!" Xuan Zhenzi said with a smile.

The South Sea Divine Nun said, "Ten years ago, his daughter was just born and had not yet seen the wealth and glory of the world. Taking her to the mountains might help her cultivate her character slowly. Now, this disaster may help her sever her earthly ties and resume her immortal fate."

"So, the nun hasn't given up on this fate." Xuan Zhenzi said.

"It's just a connection with Dou Gengyan. It has nothing to do with Dou Yilin or the Dou family."

The South Sea Goddess looked to the west, her pupils contracted, her plain face unable to hide her fear, and said: "Marquis Lieyang won, and Master Qianying not only lost, but was directly killed.
Even if I save Dou Yilin, I'm afraid I'll just be giving away a good head for nothing."

Xuan Zhenzi was also shocked and looked towards the west, muttering, "Master Qianying's realm is not as good as ours, but he is two or three generations older than us. He has been practicing for nearly a thousand years, and is also very good at stealth assassination. He has mastered the great magical power of 'Hundred Forms and Thousand Shadows'. How come he didn't even have a chance to escape?"

The South Sea Divine Nun sighed, "Marquis Lieyang must have mastered the true fire of the sun. Once you get involved, you can't escape. Alas, he is only twenty-one years old!

It is indeed the best country in China, with so many talented people and so many outstanding talents!"

Xuan Zhenzi let out a long breath and said with a wry smile: "Fortunately, the ambition of the Great Qin stops at the east bank of the Tongtian River. Our Tongtian Sword Sect will not have anything to do with the Shangbang."

The South Sea Divine Nun disagreed and said, "You should be thankful that the Emperor died in time, otherwise Tongtian River might not be the limit of Daqin's vision."

"What, Emperor Zheng is dead?!" Xuan Zhenzi was even more shocked than seeing Master Qianying being killed.

He had just rushed over from Tongtian River. The journey was long, and when he arrived, Dou Yilin's speech had already ended, so he did not hear the explosive news that "the Human Emperor is dead".

In fact, even if they arrived early enough, most immortals did not dare to get too close.

I could only watch from a distance of a hundred miles to avoid being caught in the crossfire, but I couldn't hear the sound of Feixiandu at all.

The South Sea Divine Nun said with a complicated expression: "I also heard it from Dou Yilin. The news should be true. Lieyang Hou did not refute it on the spot."

Her and Xuan Zhenzi's realms are higher than those of human immortals, so they can hear it.

"How could Emperor Zheng die? He is the Ancestral Dragon, with the Ancestral Dragon's Qi protecting him, invulnerable to all kinds of attacks, and with a long life span, he is only over 200 years old. Previously, a sorcerer who was good at observing Qi had asserted that Emperor Zheng would be another Human Emperor who would live a thousand years.

There is a huge difference between ten thousand years of life and two hundred years of life. "

Xuan Zhenzi's heart moved, and he whispered: "Could it be that he is faking his death and playing a big chess game?"

“The Human Emperor is too far away from us, so it doesn’t matter whether he is dead or not. You should ask why Dou Yilin and the others were able to know the news of Xianyang City so quickly.” The South China Sea Nun said quietly.

Xuan Zhenzi still didn't ask, he just sighed and said, "Great chaos is coming!"

"What does the chaos in the world have to do with us mountain people?" the nun said with a smile.

Xuan Zhenzi shook his head and said, "If only the vassal states in the eight directions were in chaos, it would not be a big deal. However, chaos in the Central Plains often represents a catastrophe of heaven and earth. Even if you hide in the mountains or at the bottom of a river, you cannot avoid the killing disaster."

The nun smiled and said, "Do you and I need disciples? Why do we need to go down the mountain and enter the world?"

Xuan Zhenzi was stunned. Was he going to use his disciple to bear the calamity for himself?
That's wishful thinking. We can't even handle it ourselves, so what use can our disciples be?

I really think I am an ancient golden immortal!
"To be honest with you, Shen Ni, I just want to find a random reason to expel these bad disciples from my sect as soon as possible.

From now on, the bridge is the bridge and the road is the road, and I have nothing to do with them." Xuan Zhenzi said seriously.

Not to mention asking his disciples to take the blame, he would also burn incense and thank the Three Pure Ones for their blessings if his disciples did not bring disaster upon himself.

(End of this chapter)