"Uh..." Duke Zilan was choked and couldn't speak. He smiled and looked at Master Yuankong for help. The latter looked troubled, as if he didn't know what to say.

The atmosphere at the scene became a little awkward. Chen Xing didn't say a word. The other two looked at each other, big eyes and small eyes, and they just froze.

In the end, Chen Xing took the initiative to break the deadlock and said angrily, "Just tell me what you want."

After all, he is the person in charge of this war, and the others are just foils and are not responsible for the final result.

If this continues, I'm afraid that Marquis Haitang will die from excessive blood loss without him taking action.

It's not that he really wants to save the other party, but that he has to do so. If this is just Dongfang Xuanyuan's personal wish, or the benevolence of Master Yuankong, he can ignore it.

The issue of interests can be solved with interests, but it is just a matter of how to divide the cake, more and less. If it doesn't work, he will suffer a little loss and make some concessions. Dongfang Xuanyuan will not risk his life to defend his former enemies, and Yuanyuan will

There is no need for Master Kong to offend him, a popular member of the Northern Alliance, for a single thought. Just ask, should Silver Claw’s national religion be changed to something else in the future?

But now it is not a question of interests, but a question of world law.

Can he still be counted on to rule that even the person behind him dares not break easily?

Of course, he can ignore it, but the price will be that his reputation will be ruined, and he will be excluded and isolated from mainstream society. The result is self-evident that establishing a country with mercenaries will become a completely empty ideal.

Between killing his enemies and achieving his dreams, he chose the latter.

Just like the choices he made in his past life. When he was in school, he would not give up on his studies because of some annoying teachers and classmates. When he was working, he would not give up his career prospects because of some annoying bosses.

Because he firmly believes that when he overcomes obstacles and reaches the next peak, some of the original people and things will become insignificant.

Enemies that used to require all-out confrontation may now only require one word to make the opponent's life worse than death.

Instead of fighting in a cage, it is better to break out of the cocoon, climb a little higher, and look back. You may find that many things you originally cared about have become insignificant.

He once watched a movie about inheritance and ideals, and liked a passage in it very much.

What you see and hear often frustrates you

The world is so powerful

Too powerful to think of changing them

But if I have the opportunity to understand your life in advance,

I know that youth is only for these days

I wonder if you still care about those things that the world wants you to care about?

I hope that when you are hit, you will remember your preciousness and resist malice.

May you firmly believe in your preciousness when you are confused

Love what you love, do what you do

Follow your heart, don’t ask about the West or the East

In front of dreams, the life and death of an enemy are insignificant.

"Donor, please wait a moment..." Master Yuankong bowed to Chen Xing, then walked to Wei Haitang and performed the Buddha salute with one hand, "Amitabha, good, good, good."

Wei Haitang struggled and nodded in return.

Master Yuankong looked into his eyes and said slowly, "Almsgiver Haitang, are you willing to give up the world of mortals, take refuge in my Buddha, and from now on stop caring about worldly affairs and devote yourself to cultivation?"

"Disciple, disciple is willing to..."

Wei Haitang's eyes were half-open and half-closed, and he was out of breath, as if he had lost too much blood and could faint at any time.

"Are you willing to join my Tongren Alley and become an ascetic?" Master Yuankong asked again.

Wei Haitang showed a complicated expression, seeming to be unwilling and helpless. Finally, he sighed, nodded and said, "Disciple is willing..."

"Do you know that there is no end to the sea of ​​suffering, and there is no shore to turn back to." Master Yuankong asked again.

Wei Haitang nodded as if resigned.

Whether it is the Atonement Monastery of the Holy Light Holy See, the Tongren Alley of the New Zen Sect, or the Library of the Dead of the Supreme God Religion, they are all punitive in nature. If you only enter but cannot exit, it is equivalent to a life sentence.

"The three vows have been made. From now on, you will be the 219th generation disciple of Buddhism. Because one of your arms was broken, your name is missing and your dharma title is missing."

As Master Yuankong spoke, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on Wei Haitang's chest. A faint green light overflowed from between his fingers, and the wound gradually stopped bleeding.

After stopping Wei Haitang's injury, Master Yuankong came to Chen Xing and performed the Buddhist salute with one hand.

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

"From now on, there will be one less Haitang Hou and one more ascetic in the world."

Chen Xing cupped his hands and responded with an ancient ritual, which was regarded as acquiescing to this result.

"Donor, our New Zen Sect owes you a favor." After saying this, Yuankong helped the ascetic to leave and walked towards the wilderness.

They will walk all the way to Jinfen Port and take a boat to the birthplace of New Zen Buddhism, the "big temple" located in the Kunlun Mountains in the central part of the Eastern Continent.

The Great Temple is also known as the "Kunlun Temple", and together with the Holy Light Church in the western continent and the Black Tower Academy in the central wilderness, it is also known as the three major religious holy places.

When Lie Que left, he couldn't help but look back at Dongfang Xuanyuan, his Adam's apple twitching, and he hesitated to speak.

"The shadow of the ancient Buddha in the green lantern, the eternal empty Zen mind, has put an end to the affairs of the mortal world, and cut off the ties to the world..."

"Liao Que, worldly affairs have nothing to do with you anymore."

Under the persuasion of Master Yuankong, Liao Que closed his eyes, turned around and left, never to look back again.

"The matter is over, it's time for me to leave." Dongfang Xuanyuan patted Chen Xing's shoulder with an encouraging look, "Young man, enjoy your victory!"

After saying that, he strode away.

"Wait..." Chen Xing stopped Dongfang Xuanyuan, then faced him and bowed solemnly, "Thank you, Uncle Shi, for your help!"

Since the other party calls him a good nephew, he doesn't mind getting closer. In some aspects, he is a very simple person. If others are good to him, he will be good to others.

However, Dongfang Xuanyuan waved his hand and said modestly, "You and I are ministers of the same dynasty. We should help each other and benefit each other, and jointly expand the territory for our lord."

"Uncle Dongfang, do you have any other needs?" Chen Xing asked directly. If conditions permit, he does not want to owe too many favors.

"That's it..." Dongfang Xuanyuan pondered for a while and said, "Wei Haitang's three sons, no..." He corrected, "For the three sons of Wei Haitang, can my nephew be magnanimous and open-minded?"

"Wei Qinghai must die, others can do whatever they want." Chen Xing said.

This good-for-nothing was cruel by nature. He would harm women even if he kept him. He would also often maim women, which was a waste of natural resources. He was like a wild wolf, instinctively hostile to the hyenas that competed with him for food.

"Okay, then I'll listen to my nephew." Dongfang Xuanyuan smiled and nodded, seeming to be satisfied with the result.

Then, Dongfang Xuanyuan let out a clear roar, and the giant steel dragon snaked out, soaring into the clouds and riding the mist.

"Good nephew, see you tomorrow!"

Dongfang Xuanyuan jumped onto the dragon's head, stood with his hands behind his back, and flew towards the luxurious aeroboat high in the sky.

After a while, Chen Xing couldn't help but cursed the old fox when he saw the little black dot disappearing in the clouds. How could a person with a flying spirit leave on foot?

It was obviously just pretending, waiting for him to take the initiative to express his position.

But then again, although the result is not satisfactory and there are many regrets, this is a game of power, and we have achieved a result that is not comfortable for everyone, but is acceptable.

Negotiation is a process of mutual compromise.

Chen Xing took a long breath, gathered his mood, and shouted to his subordinates behind him: "Brothers, we are entering the city!"

"Yeah!" "Long live!"

The joyful atmosphere spread rapidly among the soldiers like an infectious disease. They cheered, fired into the sky, or threw their helmets into the air.

Chen Xing then left the logistics personnel to clean the battlefield, take care of the prisoners, and led the main force into the Silver Eagle City area.

When the troops arrived at the city gate, a group of richly dressed local nobles had already been waiting there, lining up to welcome them.

"Congratulations to Mr. Chen on your great victory and your entry into the royal city!"

Wu Hai and Zhu Zexi knelt down on one knee and shouted in unison.

"Congratulations, Mr. Chen, on your great victory and your entry into the royal city!" The other nobles also congratulated them, but compared to Wu Hai and Zhu Zexi, they all looked nervous and frightened. They all lowered their heads and did not dare to speak out loud.

"These are wealthy and powerful families who have admired you for a long time and are determined to turn over the dark side and refuse to participate in the war." Wu Hai introduced.

Chen Xing nodded in response to show his approval.

The heads of the family were immediately relieved and smiled one after another. It was foreseeable that these people, who were on the opposite side at the critical moment, would be very successful soon!

"Sir, we have sent family troops to take over the city defense and ordered the city to be closed. Now not even a fly can fly out." Wu Hai reported.

"Well, good." Chen Xing nodded. This Wu Hai was smarter than he thought and knew to seal off the city early to prevent those fat sheep who were in the wrong team from running away with their belongings.

"The Silver Palace has been heavily guarded and is waiting for you to take over." Zhu Zexi rushed to say.

A hint of gloom flashed in Wu Hai's eyes, but he soon returned to normal.

Chen Xing saw this and thought that the Silver Claw Iron Triangle was not as united as it seemed. In the face of power, humanity is undoubtedly revealed.

But he doesn't think there's anything wrong with this. On the contrary, it's easier for him to control the people below who are fighting for power, especially for a behind-the-scenes ruler who has no foundation.

"Sir, the soldiers have fought bloody battles and are exhausted. Please go to the city to rest." Wu Hai said.

"Sir, please!" the family heads said in unison.

Then the main force of the expeditionary force moved into Silver Eagle Territory.
To be continued...