Chapter 28 The chess fight is suspended, misunderstandings occur
After entering the camp of the Chimei Clan, Gui Wujia found out more precise information within a short time without leaving any traces.
This is indeed a battlefield between the Red Mei clan and the front force of the Holy Religion Ancestral Court - Shenting Jietian. However, this battle has been temporarily suspended half a year ago; the two sides are currently in a state of truce.
It's just that there are various magic formations, flying boats coming and going, and the monks stationed here cannot evacuate temporarily.
The battle between the two behemoths, as long as the beings at the level of Tianxuan Shangzhen and the Demon King do not end up fighting, the scale of the battle will ultimately be controllable; the method and intensity of the game will depend on the long border between the two races.
above, also showing different forms.
At least, in Donghua Jietian, under the instructions of Emperor Shenxu, after the initial trial of sending each other's agents to go deep behind enemy lines, the battle between the two sides was carried out in a relatively mild form.
The so-called "more moderate method" is nothing more than the method of fighting and fighting.
The competition is limited to three levels of cultivation: the "divine king" level in Shinto, which is equivalent to the realm of separation and union, against the second-level demon cultivators of the Crimson Mei tribe; the second-level "god lord" level, against the Crimson Mei tribe
The tribesmen who have reached the realm of first transformation; the last level is the divine master who is equivalent to the realm of god transformation in Shinto, fighting against the Nascent Soul monks of the Red Mei tribe.
Because the demon cultivator's combat power is one level higher than that of the human cultivator, the Red Mei clan naturally downgraded to fight.
Although there is no Tianxuan realm, Emperor Jiekong personally takes action, and this standard is not too low. After all, the realm of "divine king", Ru Guiwujiu, whom he saw in the Dachang Dynasty, is already in charge of a dynasty.
It can be called a backbone force in the world.
As for the rules of the competition, the territories bordering the two sides were arranged in advance to form a chessboard, millions of miles apart, according to the original orientation of the "Listening Formation".
If you win, take the land, just like playing chess.
However, what is ironic is that after seven years of fighting according to this rule, there were thousands and tens of thousands of battles. The winners and losers were like dogs in white clouds. In the end, the territorial boundaries between the two sides did not move at all.
It still stays at the place where it was first drawn, showing a stalemate.
Of course, this is only one place in Donghua Realm. As for other places where the situation is even more out of control, there may be great victories and big losses.
As for the reason for the temporary truce between the two sides, it is also related to the blame.
The ancestral court of the Holy Religion relied on the help of the Yin and Yang world to invite thousands of families and tribes to watch the final battle between Gui Wujiu and Ruan Wenqin.
As an important force in the Monster Clan, the Red Mei Clan naturally has no reason to be absent.
After three months, the younger generation of elite members of the Chimei clan will have to pass through the yin and yang world connected to Donghua to participate in the grand event; the two sides also called a truce.
Gui Wujiu thought to himself that it would be a good choice if he could catch up with the Red Mei Clan's team and learn some details about this big demon clan.
Gui Wujiu looked around the camp of the Red Mei clan for a while, confirming that the demon clan with nearly transparent flesh and blood and strange lines on its forehead was indeed a member of the Red Mei clan.
However, the Red Mei clan is indeed worthy of its reputation for being sociable and accommodating. There are not a few demon cultivators from other races found here, with no less than 200 species and no less than 30% of the total number. Looking at their actions, it seems that they are also
He claims to be a monk of the Red Mei Tribe.
Gui Wujiu thought for a while, then walked in a circle and returned.
Since the Chi Mei clan is good at embracing everything, he simply appeared as a human being, just adjusting his face slightly. After changing his direction, he took Huang Xiyin's little hand and Shi Shiran stepped into the camp of the Chi Mei clan.
Gui Wujiu was fair and aboveboard, and Huang Xiyin also watched the strange scenery here with great interest, looking at the various strange aliens, squinting his eyes from time to time, as if his curiosity was greatly satisfied.
Unexpectedly, the good times did not last long. Shortly after Gui Wujiu came in, something happened to the Chimei clan's camp that stretched thousands of miles, covered by clouds and fog.
"Woo--" there was a long blast, which seemed to be the sound of a horn. Immediately within the field of vision, dozens of miles away, more than ten extremely dazzling yellow wolf smoke rose, and it was vaguely visible, with little sparks in the smoke.
Erratic.
Where Gui Wujiu and others were originally patrolling, there were everything including large and small formation flags, Dharma boats, temporary shelter buildings, tents, pits, and even big tree nests and tree holes; the Scarlet Mei tribe and the monks from other tribes
, all of them behaved leisurely, gathering together in twos and threes.
But after the horn suddenly sounded, these people immediately became busy. They neatly packed up their magical weapons and went their separate ways.
Gui Wujiu opened his eyes and looked around. A hundred miles away, six purple barriers suddenly rose up, like a barrier. These monks from all races running around were all heading in the direction of the barrier.
Originally, all the monks here were very peaceful, and Gui Wujiu was not noticeable among them. But now the other demon cultivators are running around, and only Gui Wujiu and Huang Xiyin are walking slowly and leisurely.
, it seems very eye-catching.
Among the people running around, there was a thin and small monk from the Red Mei tribe with a yellow ribbon on his head. He stared at Gui Wujiu deeply for a while, and then he disappeared among the crowd.
Gui Wujiu didn't care, and still patrolled here to see if there were any demon cultivators who were alone like him, and to ask what was going on. But after looking around, he realized that it was rare.
Only half a quarter of an hour later, a group of monks, about fifteen or sixteen people, suddenly rushed over and surrounded Gui Wujiu.
A very rough voice said: "Where is the spy?"
The man who spoke was a head taller than the average person, with strong muscles and strong muscles. He had a round forehead and a augmented nose, a hidden moustache on his face, and his skin was faintly darkened. It can be seen from the mark on his forehead,
This person is also a monk of the Red Mei Tribe; however, the phenomenon of nearly transparent skin and bones of most Red Mei Tribe people is not very noticeable on him.
The person whispering next to him was none other than the skinny little demon cultivator he had seen before. He glanced at Gui Wujiu from time to time and pointed with his fingers.
This tall leader is a Nascent Soul cultivator; the other seventeen or eight monks surrounding Gui Wujiu are at the second or third level of the Golden Core.
This person followed the instructions of the thin little demon cultivator and locked his eyes on Gui Wujiu.
Looking at it, I felt a shiver in my heart. I secretly thought that the little demon who reported the news had poor eyesight and could not recognize people. He could not clearly see the level of the human monk in front of him. According to experience, this vague and uncertain feeling meant that the other person was
Most likely above myself.
But he refused to lose his momentum. He only shook the short mace in his palm and shouted: "That man Xiu, you sneaked into the camp of my Chimei clan, are you a spy from the Holy Sect?"
Gui Wujiu took a quick look and knew that the person coming was a simple-minded person.
So he smiled slightly and said calmly: "The camp of the Chimei clan is undefended and open, so how could you sneak into it? I just want to take a stroll here, why not? I heard that the Chimei clan accepts hundreds of clans.
, I don’t reject anyone who comes, maybe I have the intention of making friends, and I only want the nobles to treat me as honored guests, how dare you call me a spy?"
"Furthermore, the nobles and the Holy Religion are currently in a truce. Even if the Holy Religion sends people here, it might not be considered a spy, right?"
The tall demon cultivator sneered and said: "If you really came here to join us as a guest, how come you don't even know about the 'Sect Seizing Society'? Everyone else is jumping up and down, but you are the only one who doesn't know?"
"Who said that since the war has ceased, we can't send spies? At most, we can't deal with you right now and just drive you back to your hometown."
As if he felt that what he said was very reasonable, the tall demon cultivator had a vague expression on his face and said aggressively: "What else do you have to say?"
Gui Wujiu said with a smile: "It seems that the so-called 'Gate to Seize the Gate' by the nobles is not a secret meeting. Do you think that if I were a spy of the Holy Religion, would I have had the so-called 'Gate to Seize the Gate' in advance?"
The tall demon cultivator was speechless when he heard this. He turned his head and couldn't argue - it seemed that this was indeed the truth.
I hesitated for a moment. Could it be that the visitor was really a passer-by and that’s why he didn’t know the inside story?
When Gui Wujiu saw his unwillingness to advance or retreat, his heart moved. He hugged Huang Xiyin and said with a smile, "Look at her cultivation level."
The tall demon cultivator was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes and watched carefully.
The realm of Gui Wu Guo is higher than his, and he is also very good at concealment. He can't tell the truth from the truth; but Huang Xiyin can see some clues.
It is vaguely visible that this ten-year-old girl has a clear spirit and strong energy. Her big eyes blink suddenly, seeming to hide infinite subtleties, like a source of living water. She is obviously a Taoist with extremely high qualifications. As for her,
His cultivation level—approximately the foundation-building realm? It’s just extremely advanced and different from the ordinary foundation-building realm.
Huang Xiyin couldn't help but roll her eyes when she saw this stupid and thick demon cultivator staring at her. Then she stretched out her hand and pulled her face, stuck out her tongue, made a face, and said "ha" again before spitting out.
One breath.
The tall demon cultivator looked at it and couldn't help but get closer to take a closer look. Unknowingly, he was only two or three feet away from Huang Xiyin's little face. Suddenly, a burst of hot air sprayed on his face, and he suddenly woke up.
It's just that the monks in the cultivator have a fresh air. The tall demon cultivator feels that his face is slightly moist and warm, but he can't smell any peculiar smell.
Gui Wujiu said with a smile: "You said that if I were a spy, wouldn't it be convenient to act alone? Why bring a little kid with a low cultivation level beside me?"
The tall demon cultivator has been convinced in his heart and is 90% convinced.
The demon cultivators who surrounded Gui Wujiu were also good at observing words and emotions. They all put down their weapons and took two steps back.
However, the tall demon cultivator refused to admit his mistake and retreated.
At this time, he was racking his brains to think of a way out.
It's a pity that his brain is not very bright. After thinking for a long time, he couldn't find a suitable excuse, so he was deadlocked here.
At this moment, a clear voice suddenly came from afar:
"Well said! I, Gong Yezhou, don't believe that Taoist friends are spies from the ancestral family."
"Zhou Zheng is about to compete for the position of the leader of the 'Zang' sect, and sincerely invites this Taoist friend to be his guest. What do you think of it?"
Gui Wujiu, the tall demon cultivator and others looked up and saw a young man in a light green robe sitting on a simple flying boat in mid-air. He held a jade ring in his hand and smiled towards Gui Wujiu.