The floating clouds and flowing water are as before, and a white shadow falls gracefully among the misty clouds.
Since the destruction of Fengyu Palace, he has been staying in Lianyi Palace day and night to heal Simeng's wounds, without ever asking about the battle situation in the country.
If not for the reminder from a dream, he would have almost missed the big event.
Although I don't know how strong the demon-suppressing army is this time, as the Lord, he is not in the army during the war, which is indeed a lot of trouble.
Just then, we reported back from the front line. The Shui tribe suffered heavy casualties, but the demon-subduing army did not take advantage of the victory to pursue them. Instead, they stood still, not knowing what their plans were.
Now that the situation was unclear, he did not dare to send additional troops to Wuxi for support.
Furthermore, those stationed on Ice and Fire Island are all his old members of the Demon Realm, the tribesmen he tried his best to protect in the past. Even if all the demon tribes leaving the country are buried with him in this battle, he must protect the last bloodline of the Demon Realm.
In the Xuanming Palace, Cang Xuan was dressed in a silver-white robe. His fingertips touched the butterflies spreading their wings on the sleeves of the robe, and he glanced at the people at the foot of the steps with his phoenix eyes.
After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "You are no different from me. You are all protected by the barrier of the Rakshasa Saint, so you can live safely to this day. Originally, the Lijing and the heaven did not interfere with each other and lived in peace. However, now that the heaven is unkind,
First of all, not only did they break into the country without authorization, but they even used the demon-slaying army to force them, do you think we need to endure it any longer?"
Everyone bowed their heads and kowtowed, saying in unison: "Please, Lord, make the decision for us! Drive away foreign enemies!"
It turned out that the people in this hall were the clan leaders of the thirty-six demon clans that had left the country. Except for the tree demon clan in the Elm Forest, which had defected, the other thirty-five clan clan leaders had been waiting in the palace early after hearing that the Lord had come to the Xuanming Palace to discuss matters.
Cang Xuan nodded slightly, waved his sleeves, and said: "You don't have to be polite! Back then, I made a solemn oath in this Xuanming Palace to avenge the Rakshasa clan and our millions of soldiers in the Demon Realm! Now the Heavenly Realm does not wait for us to send troops.
We are going to attack them, but they come to our door. This time we must make sure that they never come back!"
"Lord, Holy Ming! We are willing to follow the Lord with all our might!" Everyone bowed down and bowed again, responding in unison.
"Good! Very good! Now that the Shui Tribe is slightly damaged, who among you is willing to take over the role of pioneer from the Shui Tribe?"
As soon as he said these words, there was a sudden silence in the Xuanming Palace, and everyone was speechless.
Cang Xuan stood on the high platform with his hands behind his hands, sneering secretly in his heart. A group of people who were greedy for life and afraid of death immediately darkened their eyes, flicked their wide sleeves, and drew a fiery red light with their long fingers in the air. Following the exclamations of everyone, that
The red light gradually faded, and a picture scroll of more than ten feet appeared in the light.
After everyone concentrated and looked carefully, they could see clearly.
The world in the picture scroll is sometimes a beautiful and moving landscape, sometimes it changes into a colorful sea of flowers, and sometimes it turns into a forest filled with methane gas...
Whether it was rabbit demons and fox demons playing in the mountains and rivers, butterfly demons busy traveling among the sea of flowers, or leopard demons and tiger demons hunting in the forest, they all disappeared in a silvery white light in the blink of an eye.
Screams, sobbing cries, and begging for mercy lingered in the empty Xuanming Palace. In an instant, all the beauty disappeared.
Someone in the crowd finally recognized the location in the scroll. It was Dejing, the holy land where their ancestors had relied on for generations, but now it was invaded by foreign enemies and was in a state of life and death.
"How could this happen? Aren't the Demon-Suppressing Army blocked in the west of Wuxi? Why did they suddenly attack our Butterfly Clan's Ten Thousand Flowers Forest?"
The person who spoke had an old voice, but her face was the same as that of a young woman in her early twenties. She was dressed in a colorful dress and had a petite figure, standing very brightly among the crowd.
As soon as she finished speaking, several people behind her agreed.
"Everyone, please be patient! I have long said that the heavens do not keep their word and have always bullied the weak. What you have seen just now is just the tip of the iceberg. The demon-suppressing army is standing still on the surface, but in fact it has already been secretly ordered.
Infiltrating all the tribes outside the border. For this plan, only by working together can we resist the powerful enemy! The Shui Tribe is a model for you!" Cang Xuan waved his sleeves, and the scroll had disappeared without a trace, "Starting from now on, all of you will
Each tribe can leave a thousand elites to garrison in the tribe’s territory, and the rest will rush to Wuxi before tomorrow’s Mao hour, without any mistakes!”
After speaking, his expression darkened and he swept towards the crowd.
Dozens of tall black bird guards appeared outside the crowd at some point, surrounding the clan leaders in the center of the hall.
The hall suddenly became solemn, and everyone took a deep breath. Not daring to raise any objections, they each bowed and left.
Just when everyone had left Xuan Ming, the seven-colored figure at the palace door seemed to remind Cang Xuan of something, and he suddenly said: "Youmi, you stay here."
After finishing her words, the woman in a seven-color dress stopped and was stunned for a moment before turning around and walking slowly back to the hall.
Before she could ask, Cang Xuan's slightly lazy voice sounded again: "Youmi, I heard that you have been healing the wounds of the Shui Tribe soldiers in Wuxi these past few days?"
Mrs. Youmi took a step forward, saluted sideways, and replied: "Lord, calm down! Youmi went to Wuxi without the Lord's order, please forgive me!"
Mrs. Youmi lowered her head, her expression unclear, but there was a slight tremor in her old tone.
She has been the leader of the Butterfly Tribe for more than ten thousand years and knows Cang Xuan's temperament very well. She knows that he always hates those who do not listen to orders. Although it is not a bad thing to heal the wounded soldiers of the Water Tribe, she acted without authorization after all, so she had to kneel down and apologize.
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Unexpectedly, Cang Xuan not only did not blame her for this matter, but instead stepped forward to help her up and said with a smile: "What's wrong with Youmi? Get up quickly! Youmi's move won my heart. Not only is she innocent,
, instead, it should be judged based on the first achievement! If the other demon clan leaders in the realm can be as diligent as Youmi, the problem of subduing the demon army can be easily solved."
At the end of Cang Xuan's words, the smile on his lips gradually disappeared, and his eyes darkened slightly.
Although Youmi stood up straight, she still kept her jaw down and did not dare to look at Cang Xuan, "Your Majesty, this is ridiculous! Youmi just tried his best, I really don't dare to claim credit!"
Cang Xuan was indeed pleased that she was so respectful.
Since he took charge of Lijiang, most of the demon clans in the realm have been afraid of his identity as an elder of the demon world and have not dared to make mistakes. In fact, there are only a few clans who truly respect him as their master.
And among these few, the Shui Tribe and the Butterfly Tribe are the most sincere.
Needless to say, the leader of the Shui Clan, Qingze, donated tens of thousands of water monsters to him. Ever since Youmi took charge, the Butterfly Clan has worshiped Cang Xuan as a god and followed them everywhere.
This is also the real reason why Cangxuan fell in love with Ziyu Butterfly like a dream and wanted to marry her as his wife. After she refused many times, he was expelled from the butterfly clan by Youmi.
In Youmi's view, except for the identity of Purple Jade Butterfly, there is no one like Meng who can match the Lord Cangxuan.
But even so, the Purple Jade Butterfly family has always had a small number of people, and most of them have short life spans. Even though there was such a glorious history in ancient times, it will eventually be lost in the long years.