Tu Shanjun's eyes were deep and he said in a deep voice: "I will be in charge of the central army."
Taijing did not expect that Wanfa Sect would put so much pressure on his senior brother.
He felt that according to the current development momentum of the underworld, it only takes one or two hundred years for the two-step god transformation to explode.
In the future, even if the third step is difficult, many saints will appear, thus replacing the current saints from small tribes and becoming the backbone of the underworld.
If we send out troops now, we can go south to the Styx River and conquer along the river.
However, in view of the weakness of the backbone, no one will be able to defend it after it is defeated, so the original people will have to be used.
Most of these people will not obey. If the monks from the ten tribes take the opportunity to join forces, they will definitely cause a big disaster for the underworld.
"Build walls high, accumulate grain widely, and become king slowly..."
Tai Jing was stunned.
Tu Shanjun smiled and said in a hoarse voice: "How could I not understand the truth behind this?"
Taijing didn't understand what Tu Shanjun meant for a while.
He couldn't help but look at Wu Rong who was standing aside.
There was a hint of helplessness on Wu Rong's face, and he sighed: "Dongyue thinks that we just sit back and do nothing. The so-called marriage requires us to show corresponding strength."
"Wanfa felt that we were touching their path, but Dongyue asked us to take action quickly."
"I can only fall to Dongyue."
If you want to have both sides, you need to have enough strength. It is obvious that the underworld has no possibility of swinging between the two superpowers.
The path Wanfa Sect gave them was to choose another avenue, or to stop moving forward forever, while Dongyue let the underworld swallow up Yintian to replace the royal court.
Even if you are a knife in someone else's hand, you can tell at a glance which of the two choices is higher and which is lower, and which one is most beneficial to you.
"So that's it."
Tai Jing let out a long sigh.
"When you tell your brothers and sisters, just say it's my order." Tu Shanjun didn't explain any more.
Tai Jing nodded slightly.
He walked out of the hall feeling quite disappointed.
"How's it going? Is it okay?" The senior brother waiting at the door saw Tai Jing coming out and rushed to greet him.
Taijing waved his hand and said: "We have to fight."
Zheng Yuqing frowned and said in surprise: "Now is not the best time."
"No way, that's what senior brother said. We just happened to take this opportunity to go south and annex the various tribes to make up for the lack of our backbone."
"this……"
"Senior Brother Zheng and all other fellow apprentices, please obey orders."
Zheng Yuqing didn't understand the key, and as a great sage of the sect, he had no confidence to face that 'senior brother'.
Anyone who meets Sanhua Daojun will not be calm.
Even though they didn't understand it, since the superiors had given such an order, they had no choice but to carry it out, but they still added: "We have to wait until Elder Qiu comes back to discuss this matter."
…
Giant ship.
Luo Manping came at the invitation, and several Shura clan elders came with him.
The leader was not Luo Manping, but an old man with an immortal demeanor.
This man is eight feet tall, has a thin face, a single horn pierces his forehead, and a half-open and half-closed war eye at the junction of the angle and the forehead contains the Great Dao. This man is the Taoist Lord of the Asura tribe.
"Ancestor, ahead is Luodu Mountain." Luo Manping bowed his hands and saluted.
Luo Shentong nodded slightly. Luo Manping had been responsible for handling affairs with the underworld for so many years. Not only did he want to attack Erhua, but secondly, he was unwilling to come.
It is an indescribable feeling to watch the latecomers walk in front of you.
So he always hides.
Now I have to come.
Luo Tiantai opened his mouth for a long time, but couldn't help but said: "What do you mean? The underworld is going south. I think the underworld's strength will not be able to sweep away those big clans that have some entanglements with us."
"This trip south should be just a form of military training, right?"
"It's not like that. Even the ancestors are invited here. It should be a big move." Luo Manping shook his head.
"I heard that an envoy from Wanfa Sect came earlier. Could it be Wanfa Sect..."
Another elder of the Shura tribe took over the conversation: "If it really touches the interests of the big clan, I think the underworld is going to annex the big and small clans and fight against the Wanfa Sect. If we come to support, isn't it..."
He didn't finish his words, but everyone knew what he meant.
Luo Manping replied: "The Wanfa Sect is beyond the reach of the Wanfa Sect. How can we directly expedition to Yintian?"
"Now it's time to make a decision." Luo Shentong looked calm.
He knew all these things said by the clan members, and it was also true that the Wanfa Sect's envoys came.
However, he smelled something unusual from it.
The attitude of the Royal Court is very ambiguous, and coupled with the marriage grant, it further shows that the Royal Court wants to protect the underworld. If this is the case, Wanfa Sect may not necessarily send troops to the underworld.
He just didn't quite understand why he was going south even though he had the royal court's guarantee.
"Could it be..." Luo Shentong's eyes flashed with strange colors.
"Ancestor, what did you say?"
"Nothing." Luo Shentong waved his hand.
He had a horrifying thought in his heart, which he obviously couldn't tell anyone. If his guess was correct, that person should have wanted to take this step, so he went south.
If we sum it up, there are only two words: 'terrible'.
When he met the other party, he was still the Holy Weapon Spirit, and now he has become the ancestor of Sanhua.
If he takes that step again, an Ancestral Emperor Armament will probably be born in this world.
He is both an ancient emperor and an ancestral soldier!
Where can I find such a huge evil spirit?
war.
Should the Asura clan follow or not?
Luo Shentong thought deeply, but still didn't know what to do best.
If one person is not good, the people will perish and the family will perish.
If he succeeds, he will follow an "ancient emperor" to start a business, and the benefits that can be divided in the future are incalculable. Will he be the fate of the entire clan alone to accompany the underworld to fight this war?
"Manping, let's take part in this battle or not."
"I...I think I need to fight."
Luo Manping had seen Tu Shanjun's acting style. The two had briefly worked together for a while, and he felt that Tu Shanjun was not a talkative person.
Moreover, over the years, the Asura clan relied on the resources of the underworld to not only build a 2,600-foot giant ship, but also many second-step monks emerged, laying a solid foundation for the clan.
The demons who escaped from the Demon Abyss in the North gained a lot just by relying on it. If the war breaks out, they will only gain even more.
Buzz!
The giant ship slowly docked.
Luo Shentong and a group of Shura monks boarded the beast chariot.
Luo Tianzhen looked at the outside world through the mana shield, and what he saw was the majesty of the inner city walls of Luodu City and the solemnity of the Xuanbing soldiers.
Then, he saw countless monks who were cheerful and cheering. They seemed to be very excited, and there was no gloom about the impending war.
…
Lin Ke stood in the Yin Chai Hall and lowered his voice with the same excitement: "It's finally here. I knew that the underworld would not always be peaceful and would definitely take action. I didn't expect it to come so quickly and so slowly."
As he spoke, the copper coin mask on his face shook slightly and made a swishing sound.
Ge Qing opened his mouth wide.
The experience of ascending to the underworld in just one year was richer than his thirty or forty years of practice.
He had fantasized about the scenery of the upper world countless times. It might be various extremes, or it might be a real paradise, but he had never imagined that the upper world would be like this.
Endless opportunities are like the power of gods.
And...warlike colleagues.
Ever since he came back, no one has been excited.
Every bad guy wants to join the army.
Now my partner thinks the same way.
"Fellow Daoist, are you going to join the army?" Ge Qing still asked the other party.
"good."
"Of course meritorious deeds are stable, but military merits can come quickly." Lin Ke said sideways, "Look at me, I came out of the eighteenth level of hell with nothing. I need military merits."
"But can our level be effective on the battlefield?"
It was not like Ge Qing had never seen battles between Dahongdongtian monks. Most of them were monks fighting alone. Even if Nascent Soul monks took action, they were very restrained. He could not imagine a war between monks.
Lin Ke then remembered that although his partner was powerful, he had only come up from Xiaodongtian not long ago, so he explained: "Not to mention the connection of military formations, just garrisoning on the giant ship can also play a significant role."
"It's easy to die, right?" Ge Qing pondered.
The beast-headed monk on the side looked over and said calmly: "Death?"
"When you die, you can go to the soul summoning platform and choose the way out according to your merits. Whether to reshape the body, stay in the puppet Zifu, or turn into a ghost cultivator. It is impossible to be reincarnated and rebuild."
"A few days ago, the master of the palace said that all those who died in battle would be reincarnated first."
At the end, the beast-headed monk added: "Keep the memory."
Ge Qing suddenly understood why the underworld was so fanatical.
This is not a war at all, but an opportunity to reshape our destiny.
Who doesn't want to be talented and smart, and who doesn't want to go back to his childhood with memories. He can't go back to his past, but he can still have a young future.
…
The devil was boiling from top to bottom.
In front of the recruiting officials, there is an endless team in sight, and they have no choice but to restrict their cultivation level again and again.
The morale is incredibly high.
Luo Tianyi was also infected by this atmosphere.
He originally believed in the strength of the underworld, but now that he really saw the attitude of those monks, he let go of the last bit of anxiety in his heart and said excitedly: "Send troops, our monks can go to the soul summoning platform even if they die."
When everyone was excited, Luo Shentong was still the calmest. He looked around, frowned suddenly, and asked in a low voice: "On the soul summoning platform, will the Asura clan still exist?"
Suddenly excited.
Luo Manping pursed his lips and said nothing.
Seeing that the patriarch did not speak, Luo Tianzhen immediately held up his hands and said: "Ancestor Qi, now we still have room for choice, and we can earn endless benefits from it. If we wait and see what happens, and when the underworld really takes action, we will be the first to deal with it.
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"To be disrespectful, are you always that person's opponent?"
The other elders wanted to say something, but they still couldn't refute the facts.
After hearing this, Luo Shen Tongqi's beard became crooked.
Luo Manping hurriedly smoothed things over: "Ancestor, please calm down."
"King of heaven, don't say any more, our ancestors understand better than us."
Senluo Hall.
The cultivators took their seats.
Wu Rong asked with a smile: "You all have come from afar, and this banquet is just for you to catch the wind and wash away the dust."
After three rounds of drinking.
Wu Rong said solemnly: "The fishing county is often harassed by the tribes in the south, capturing and selling sharks."
"I will personally conquer the southeast, razing the tribes near the fishing county, and at the same time completely incorporate the upper reaches of the Styx River into the territory to stabilize the south. I don't know what Fellow Daoist Luo's opinion is on this matter."