"So in the opinion of Fellow Daoist Li, what should we do next?" Lin Yaxuan asked.
"First clean up the end of Kunlun, then call all the disciples back and fight to the death with the clone of Zong Fang!" Li Xuanyuan said with a ugly expression, thinking that these clones would definitely be in a group, and the thing that was most afraid of actually happened.
Then, Li Xuanyuan flew to the sky and used a sound amplification technique to shout: "Stop!"
The cultivators who were fighting and killed immediately took back their magic weapons when they heard this. They raised their heads one by one and couldn't guess what Li Xuanyuan was going to do.
"Song Bufan has already escaped with his disciples above the Jindan stage, and his clone of the Zong Fang also escaped! The rest are some disciples in the Qi Condensation Stage! Although you are helping the evil and your crimes are unforgivable! But now our Zhuque Kingdom's Taoist cultivation world is using people, so I will give you a chance to atone for your merits! Those who are willing to surrender now can avoid death!" Li Xuanyuan shouted to everyone.
After Li Xuanyuan said this, the rebellious cultivators immediately felt relieved and took away their magic weapons and knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Dear fellow students! Now we have fought head-on with the clone clone and their hawks! So I, Li Xuanyuan, called on the heads of other sects to bring their disciples back to protect their homes together! I promise that as long as I, Li Xuanyuan, will definitely help you regain your sect!" Li Xuanyuan said loudly to everyone.
"Magnificent! Magnificent!"
Deafening cheers suddenly came to the mountain and the mountain, which showed that Li Xuanyuan was still very popular.
After quelling the battle, Li Xuanyuan's first thing to do was to reorganize Kunlun Mountain, count the disciples under his sect, and collect some casual cultivators who came to help.
In less than three days, there were five thousand disciples in Kunlun Mountain. At the same time, Li Xuanyuan sent a message to Zeng Zihan, asking her to lead two thousand disciples from the White Tiger Kingdom to return to Kunlun Mountain.
Since the clone of the Zong Fang was killed in the Spirit Infant Stage, the remaining few stayed in Zhuque City. In this way, Li Xuanyuan easily recovered the territory of Shushan and Tianmen Pavilion. Although Shushan and Tianmen Pavilion still have names, they were stationed by disciples from Kunlun Mountain.
Then, Li Xuanyuan led the coalition forces to recover the mountain gates of Mount Emei, Mount Wudang, Mount Lingyao, Mount Hehuan Sect, and the Leiyin Valley Sect, allowing the disciples of these sects to return to their homes.
After doing all this, Li Xuanyuan led a coalition of 50,000 cultivators to come to Zhuque City.
Zhuque City.
Today's Zhuque City is still shrouded in endless dark clouds. In the past few months, ordinary people and dignitaries in the city have long died and fled. Now, Zhuque City is occupied by the minions and hawks of Zong Fang's clone, making it a good Zhuque City a mess.
But this is also good, so the coalition forces don’t have to worry about accidentally hurting the people when siege the city.
There are a large number of monks in the south of Zhuque City. At first glance, the tents are next to each other and they are out of sight. Although there is no soldiers or soldiers, Zhuque City is shocked that it has not dared to open the city gate for ten days.
In the big tent.
"Sect Master, we have so many people now, even if we fight one thousand, we can win! Why are you reluctant to send troops?" Lin Sheng asked Li Xuanyuan.
"Nonsense! This battle can only be won, not lose! So I have to think about it again and make sure that everything is foolproof!" Li Xuanyuan scolded Lin Sheng.
"But you have been thinking about it for ten days! If you stop moving your troops, your brothers will definitely have ideas. Over time, the morale of the army will inevitably collapse! Now we are a team of more than 50,000 cultivators, not a temporary coalition of hundreds or thousands!" Lin Sheng said with a heartbroken look.
"Random! Lin Sheng, you are getting bolder now! Don't think that Yi'er likes you, you can speak so loudly in front of me! Go out!" Li Xuanyuan scolded Lin Sheng in anger.
"Master!" Lin Sheng shouted unwillingly.
"Go out!" Li Xuanyuan directly issued the order to expel guests, not listening to Lin Sheng's advice at all.
In desperation, Lin Sheng had to walk out of the tent depressedly, unable to understand why Li Xuanyuan refused to move troops for a long time.
After leaving the tent, Lin Sheng happened to meet Yuwen Zhongtian of the demon clan.
"Mr. Lin! Our Princess Yaxuan is welcome!" Yuwen Zhongtian bowed to Lin Sheng and said.
"General Yuwen is polite." Lin Sheng nodded, and then followed Yuwen Zhongtian into Lin Yaxuan's tent.
As soon as she walked into the tent, Lin Sheng saw Lin Yaxuan playing the guqin in a gauze dress. Next to her was Lin Sheng’s wife Nangong Yanran.
"Come?" Lin Yaxuan smiled at Lin Sheng, then put away the strings and stood up.
"Hmph!" Lin Sheng groaned muffled and found a chair and sat down.
"Oh, why are you so angry? Who made my brother unhappy?" Lin Yaxuan teased Lin Sheng.
"Princess, don't make fun of me, I'm so annoyed!" Lin Sheng said depressedly.
Nangong Yanran walked up to Lin Sheng and asked softly, "My husband, what happened?"
"I'm not the leader yet! I just asked him when he would attack the city, but he kept pushing and hindering it! If this continues, the morale of the army will be in chaos sooner or later! He doesn't know how to fight at all! Although every soldier is a cultivator, we have now formed an army and must be autonomous according to the army!" Lin Sheng said angrily, still angry with Li Xuanyuan.
"It's not that he doesn't know how to fight." Lin Yaxuan said with a smile.
"Well? Princess Yaxuan also thinks our leader is doing the right thing?" Lin Sheng asked with a frown.
"No! I didn't say that! I just said that he knows how to fight! But why he refused to attack the city for a long time is because you were too naive to think about it!" Lin Yaxuan said with a smile.
"I don't understand what you mean." Lin Sheng asked in confusion.
"It's obvious! Fellow Daoist Li is now at its peak. The entire Zhuque Kingdom cultivators are basically following him. And for the past two months, he has been fighting against the sect, but there has been no news from the royal family! I think Fellow Daoist Li should be waiting for the royal family." Lin Yaxuan analyzed for Lin Sheng. Seeing her confident look, she should be very sure of her analysis.
"So what if you wait for the royal family? Hurry up and kill the clone of Zong Fang to prevent him from growing his power. Isn't it the first thing to be the first to restore his true body?" Lin Sheng asked in confusion.
"That's right! But it's not completely correct! With our current strength, even if we can kill the clone of the sect, it will kill 10,000 enemies and lose 8,000 to yourself! After the battle is over, the royal family suddenly appears and kills several injured high-level monks, so you can enjoy the benefits of the fisherman. Therefore, fellow Daoist Li's worries are not unreasonable!"
"No! My father would never do such a villain!" Nangong Yanran quickly explained.
"Sister Yanran, you are too naive! Now Fellow Daoist Li's power can be compared with the power of the royal family, and even a little stronger than the royal family! So now in the eyes of the royal family, their enemies are not only the clan clone, but also the coalition of 50,000 cultivators!" Lin Yaxuan frowned and analyzed for the two.