Soon, Lin Yang left the space of the Daiskeleton Secret Pattern.
Before leaving, he heard the mad roar of the God of Rescue, who seemed to be wreaking havoc on everything in this space to vent his anger.
But Lin Yang couldn't care less about this. His ultimate goal was to prevent the God of Disaster from being released.
Just like the God of salvation will not truly believe in him, he will not truly believe in the God of salvation.
If he really waits until his true body is liberated, then the terrifying power of the God of Disaster will be invincible in this world.
In the face of absolute strength, all promises and oaths will be an instant dream.
If the God of Disaster cannot meet the conditions he proposes, that would be just right, giving him a reason to take action against the Celestial Being Sect.
If it can be done, it doesn't matter. Anyway, in the cooperation with the God of Disaster, the Xianwu Sect will not take action against the Tianren Sect. Naturally, other sects will take action.
Once the purpose of the Tianren Sect's alliance with the Ju Kingdom to cultivate the world of immortality is exposed, he may not need to take action at that time. Many old monsters in seclusion will swarm in and completely wipe out the Tianren Sect.
Only those who have lived for countless years will truly understand how terrifying the God of Disaster is.
They are the ones who least want the God of Disaster to come to this world!
Back in the attic of the Xianwu Palace, Lin Yang sat on the floor. When he checked again, he could no longer sense the spatial aura hidden in the secret patterns of the Daiskeleton.
It seems that after leaving, no one can notice it.
This is also the reason why the secret pattern of generation of bones can exist on Lin Yang's body for so many years without being noticed. It will most likely be regarded as an inconspicuous tattoo.
Lin Yang leisurely brewed a pot of tea for himself, and then began to think about how to expose the true purpose of the Tianren Sect without anyone noticing, thus attracting the attention of other sects.
It's best not to let the God of Disaster notice this.
Although what is bound to Lin Yang at this time is only a conscious body of the God of Disaster, but even the conscious body must be connected with the body of the God of Disaster, and can even exchange information over long distances.
Lin Yang's every move in the Xianwuzong will be noticed by the God of Disaster, and will be transmitted to the Tianren Sect far away in Ju Kingdom.
If hypocrisy and compromise fail, but instead scare the snake, and even trigger stronger actions from the Celestial Being Sect, then the gain outweighs the loss.
Therefore, Lin Yang thought about it for a long time, but there was no good solution for the time being, so he could only choose to take it one step at a time.
At this time, although conflicts and even small-scale battles had begun to occur between the two countries' cultivating circles, they did not reach a serious level.
The best result is that other sects will be the first to discover the existence of the Celestial Beings and discover the Celestial Beings' plans, although the chance of this is very small.
Since they have chosen to cooperate with the sects in the realm of cultivating immortals in the Kingdom of Ju, the Tianren Sect will definitely not boldly appear in the open and attract the attention of the Scandium Kingdom.
Soon, more than half a month passed.
During this period of time, Lin Yang could receive reports on various events, large and small, that occurred in the Xianwuzong's territory every day.
Except for the receipts from some monks when they performed their missions, as well as the mortal cities in the territory and other miscellaneous matters, the rest are news from the border battles with the Immortal Cultivation World of Ju Kingdom.
Fortunately, Lin Yang had anticipated this and moved Lin Muren and other members of the Lin family to Tianjin City in advance of Martyr City.
In this battle, most of the small-scale battles came from the vicinity of Martyr City.
The battles between monks, even the battles between low-level monks in the foundation-building stage, are not as powerful as ordinary people can imagine.
For a moment, the people in Martyr City were panicked, as if something was about to change.
The four branches of Martyr City were vassals of the Xianwuzong, so naturally they immediately spread all this news back to the sect.
During this period of more than half a month, with Lin Yang's consent, several more monks in the Nascent Soul stage were sent out.
Participate in increasingly fierce battles.
However, until now, there have been no serious casualties, which is the only good news.
On this day, inside the Xianwu Palace.
Zhang Tianhai and Lin Yang sat on the floor, drinking tea and discussing Taoism.
Zhang Tianhai's attitude toward Lin Yang could be said to be completely respectful. He would do whatever Lin Yang said and behave like a loyal slave, sharing Lin Yang's worries and solving problems for Lin Yang in every detail.
However, he only showed such respect in front of Lin Yang. In front of others, he was still the great monk in the tribulation period and the eleventh elder of the Xianwu Sect.
Therefore, if the affairs within Xianwuzong are very important, Lin Yang will handle them personally.
He would leave other insignificant matters to Zhang Tianhai to deal with, or matters that Lin Yang could not make up his mind about but had little impact.
Zhang Tianhai lived up to Lin Yang's expectations and basically managed things to suit Lin Yang's wishes, which made him feel a lot more relaxed.
"Today I received news that the Tianchen Sect initiated a parliamentary order to convene the first New Alliance Conference in five days. At that time, the three major sects must send people with decision-making power to attend. This conference should be in line with the current situation.
Regarding this, the New Alliance has been established for so long, and the Tianchen Sect will definitely not be able to sit still!"
Zhang Tianhai politely accepted the cup of green tea pushed by Lin Yang, and then reported the matter to Lin Yang.
Lin Yang nodded, seeming not to care.
Regarding the matter of the New Alliance, although he is now the head of the Xianwuzong, he has the highest decision-making power as one of the four major management seats of the New Alliance.
But the Tianchen Sect and the Jiufang Sect are from the same group. It is only an easy task for these two sects to decide the outcome of a meeting.
Therefore, whether Xian Wuzong participates in this trip or not, it is of little significance.
As long as the new alliance's decision does not infringe on the interests of the Xianwuzong or harm the interests of most people, Lin Yang will not deliberately oppose it no matter what the outcome is.
"It's up to you to decide this matter. Just send any hospital master there and go through the process honestly."
Lin Yang took a sip of tea and said casually.
This tea is brewed from the fairy dew Baihualan and the extremely ice snow lotus spirit spring. Even in the world of immortality, these two things are considered to be first-rate spiritual things.
For low-level monks, a cup of tea is as valuable as a spiritual pill that improves cultivation. It is very precious.
But in the Xianwuzong, for him, it can be said that he has as much as he wants, and he can use it at will, even for food, it can be supplied at any time.
He plans to have some packaged and sent to the Lin family in Tianjincheng after a while, so that his father can taste this spiritual tea that is regarded as a treasure by immortal cultivators. If he drinks it regularly, he will live another hundred and eighty years.
Not a problem.
Seeing Lin Yang being so casual, Zhang Tianhai also nodded. He naturally knew the power structure within the new alliance, so he also knew that Lin Yang would not pay too much attention to this kind of thing.
"In addition, there is another thing. Within the territory of our sect, thousands of miles away in Silent Ridge Mountain, the master of the sect who was passing by discovered that there were traces of a demon cave there!"
"Devil's Cave?!"
Lin Yang's hand holding the tea cup paused slightly.