"Alas, the Tongmo Sect is ready to move, and there will probably be a war soon. This article was originally published by..." A middle-aged man at the next table sighed. That guy was in the Qi Tong realm.
"Never mind what we do, we little warriors can't get on the stage at all. The opponents of Tongmo Cult are the big forces and the dark horse royal family. It's enough for us little warriors to have enough to eat and drink and wait to watch the excitement." Another
A middle-aged man with red hair said while chewing his bones.
"Old Lin, this time is different," the middle-aged man said.
"It's different, what's the difference?" Lao Lin asked.
"I heard that if we don't have enough troops, we will have to recruit from small sects like ours. Then, when the recruitment orders for the big sects that are our vassals arrive, we will be dragged onto the battlefield where we will only be used as cannon fodder." The middle-aged man
said.
"No way, it's just our small, unpopular sect. Even our vassal Songjiang Sect is as weak as a grasshopper in front of several major forces. The highest level of skill among the Songjiang Sect is only the half-life level. And our small sect is just as weak as a grasshopper.
Not to mention, there is only an elder from the Death Realm sitting in charge. Compared with the Tongmo Cult on the battlefield, he is not even qualified as cannon fodder. The strength of any of his little deputy helmsmen has reached the Great Perfection of the Living Realm.
. And those at the Hall Master level are all Sky Realm masters. There is no point in asking us young Qitong Realm warriors to go to the battlefield, unless we are disciples of powerful disciples like the Wanhua Pavilion Beast Control Sect who are still able to take the lead." Lao Lin
said.
"I think you are really ill-informed. This time is different. I heard that there is news from the Extraterritorial Alliance Committee that if the Tongmo Cult provokes the Alliance Committee again, they will use a human wave tactic. Although we small-timers are on the battlefield,
We can only be used as cannon fodder. However, with more people, we are more powerful. Even if we are tired, some of the masters of the Tongmo Sect will be exhausted. By then, we will be dead, but it will greatly weaken some of the middle-level forces of the Tongmo Sect. By then, we will be dead.
, the big sects and powerful forces can save their energy and send out masters to deal with their high-level warriors. If there are too many ants, the elephant will be killed, you have always heard this saying," the middle-aged man said.
"Damn it, what's the point of this? Asking those of us in the Qi Tong realm to face the strong people in the death realm and living realm. It is estimated that even if we accompany a thousand people, it will tire a half-life realm strong person to death. In this way, we will die.
They are all disciples of a small sect like us. However, their superior power will not suffer so much loss. What kind of truth is this?" Lao Lin was angry.
"Yes, when the time comes, if we fight against the Tongmo Sect, in the end, it is estimated that the islands outside the territory will have to reshuffle their cards. The only ones who will survive after the war are the disciples of the big sects. And the small sects will be wiped out in the war."
The middle-aged man said.
"Our small sect must join forces to resist. Otherwise, we will all die." Lao Lin said.
"Join forces, how can you join forces? When the time comes, when the orders from the major sects come, how dare you disobey. The result of that is that you will die faster. If the envoys of the major sects say that you disobey, you will be killed immediately."
The middle-aged man said and stretched out his hand to make a throat-slitting gesture.
"Brother, I heard that the Suzaku Sect is also a sect, right?" Tang Chun asked.
"Hahaha..." Unexpectedly, Lao Lin and the middle-aged man started laughing wildly.
"What do you two mean?" the fat man asked.
"Suzaku Sect. Alas..." The middle-aged man shook his head, and after a long while, he said, "Songjiang Sect, which we affiliated with, used to be a vassal sect of the Suzaku Sect. However, it is no longer the case. The Suzaku Sect itself is in the same situation as us.
What kind of reputation is there? It all happened thousands of years ago. It is said that the Suzaku Sect was one of the major forces outside the territory. Their sect leader was also one of the kings of the outside alliance. Now, hehehe, let alone the realm of kings
.Even those with strong living conditions are hard to find."
"How could such a big change happen? How could such a huge sect end up in such a bad situation? We came from afar, and we originally wanted to join the Suzaku Sect. It seems that it won't work." The fat man shook his head.
"They brought this on themselves." At this time, an old man in black at the next table sneered. Lao Lin and the middle-aged man looked at him, and immediately shrank their necks, not daring to speak.
"It's your own fault?" Tang Chun snorted and said, "There must be a reason, right?"
"Of course, it is really sad that a large sect has been reduced to the point where even a second-rate sect cannot enter. Thousands of years ago, their sect leader Yang Feixiong, who was at the peak of the seventh level, was destroyed. Originally, there were still six levels in the sect.
A master in the field is in charge.
Moreover, it is very likely that the breakthrough to the seventh level will make the Suzaku Sect become stubborn again. Unfortunately, it did not happen later. There was internal strife within the sect, and everyone wanted to compete for the position of the sect leader. As a result, it was a fight.
The two deputy sect leaders who were at the top of the sixth level actually fought so hard that both of them were injured. When the last remaining fifth level person saw it, he actually had a bad idea. If the sixth level person was seriously injured, then it would be the turn of the fifth level person to fight for hegemony and the position of the sect leader.
.
As a result, several fifth-level people fought among themselves, killing and injuring countless core masters of the sect. One large sect was divided into three small sects. In the end, the fighting became more and more fierce.
Up to now, the Suzaku Sect, the Red Bird Sect, and the Blue Bird Sect have all fallen to the level of third-rate sects. Almost all the masters of the sect have been disabled or injured. Those with the highest level of skill have not yet reached the level of living.
Complete.
After losing the masters of the Sky Realm, even some big families began to suppress them, annexing their territory and snatching their resources. In the end, the restrictions became tighter and tighter, and now they no longer have any reputation.
Who would patronize a small, third-rate sect?" What the man in black said almost made Yang Que's lungs explode with anger. Fortunately, Yang Feixiong was blocked by Tang Chun, otherwise, I don't know how heartbreaking it would be.
"These prodigal sons." Yang Que couldn't help but curse.
"The girl is right, they are indeed a group of losers. A few years ago, the Outer Stars, under the auspices of the Outer Territory Alliance, began a competition to select geniuses who can enter the Outer Territory Stars to receive the inheritance.
The three Suzaku sects were also allocated a quota respectively. Originally, according to their qualifications, they didn't even have a quota. It was just that some kings in the alliance felt pity for them. Thinking of the great efforts of the Suzaku sect in the battle against Tongmo Cult.
Therefore, a quota was given to each one. The three sects felt that they were bullied, so the heads of the three sects jointly went to the Extraterritorial Alliance Committee to apply for another quota. As a result, the kings were angry, saying that the three sects together could resist any of their
The winner will give each sect three quotas.
Naturally, as a result, the three sect leaders jointly lost to the strength of their opponents. They were all disgraced. In the end, they came back in despair. As a result, the three sects started an internal fight for the three quotas and decided to have a competition.
This third-rate sect also wanted to invite the kings of the major sects to visit as notaries. As a result, no king came. Several major forces did not even send a representative, and the internal competition among the three sects ended up becoming a laughing stock outside the territory." Black-clothed sect said.
The man laughed wildly. Yangque's face turned green with anger.
"Tang Chun, I want to ask you something." At this time, Yang Feixiong's voice came. Just now, Tang Chun deliberately released the shield on the Thousand Ghost Ship, so he heard it.
"Please tell me." Tang Chun said.
"You must unify the three sects and restore the momentum of our Vermillion Bird Sect. Otherwise, I will die with my eyes closed." Yang Feixiong gritted his teeth and the sound was heard by Tang Chun. It was probably caused by the soul energy.
"Don't worry." Tang Chun said nothing.
At this moment, the round-faced guy who had just been chatting with him hurried over to Tang Chun and his party. Many of the diners stood up and greeted an old man in purple robe behind the round-faced guy: "City Lord Zhao
good."
"Mr. Tang, this is the Lord Zhao of our Niutucheng." The round-faced man ignored those guys and went straight to Tang Chun.
"Oh, it's City Lord Zhao, hello." Tang Chun returned the greeting lightly. Boss Tang, a City Lord who had only reached the lower level of Death Realm, was not interested.
"Master Tang, I heard that you are an alchemist?" City Lord Zhao asked, nodding, with a friendly smile on his face.
"Haha, what does City Lord Zhao mean by asking this?" Tang Chun asked.
"The city lord wants to invite you to the city lord's mansion in Niutucheng to serve as a full-time alchemist. You can choose the medicinal materials in the city lord's mansion. Moreover, you will be paid fifty high-grade spiritual stones every month." Round face
The guy said.
"Haha, I have something else to do." Tang Chun smiled and declined politely. Boss Tang was not interested in what good medicine a city lord who was only in the realm of death could come up with.
"Young Master Tang is not giving you face, is he? Although this Niutucheng is small, the Zhao family in Niutucheng is a big family of the Dark Horse Empire. There are experts from the Sky Realm in the family headquarters." The round face said with a sneer.
"What's the point of not giving me face?" Tang Chun snorted lightly.
Suddenly, the faces of City Lord Zhao and Yuan Lian became very ugly, and hummed: "If Mr. Tang can get out of Niutucheng, I will write the character Zhao upside down."
There were two crisp sounds, and City Master Zhao and Yuan Lian were slapped to the ground by Zhu Guli. Zhu Guli's big foot stepped hard on City Master Zhao's back, and cursed: "In front of the young master, there are five people."
You're a sixth-grade person, what kind of onion do you think you are?"
"Hey, you dare to threaten our alchemist with such little skills, are you tired of life?" The fat man looked happy at his misfortune.
"Hahaha, that's right. The little city lord's palace in Niutucheng also wants to hire an alchemist. That alchemist is too worthless." At this time, someone actually came out from the box clapping his hands and laughing.
Tang Chun glanced at him and saw that he was a mature middle-aged man wearing a melon-skin hat. He looked a bit like an accountant. However, this person was not simple. His skills had actually reached the lower level of the living realm. How could he be so impressive as an accountant?
They all have such skills.
"How dare you look down on our Niutucheng? Our Zhao family is a well-known family in the Black Horse Empire. Niutucheng is a bit small, but the Zhao family in Niutucheng is not small." City Lord Zhao jumped up from the ground.
He pointed at the accountant and snorted fiercely.
"Zhao family, hahaha, a low-ranking third-rate clan in the empire dares to claim to be a rich clan. Bah!" Mr. Accountant didn't save any face.
"Take this guy down and give me a good beating." City Lord Zhao was extremely angry. With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen thugs came to the City Lord's Mansion. Tang Chun's humiliation will be settled later. Let's deal with this man wearing a melon-skin hat first.
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