"Stop scaring me." Peng Dehua glared at Mu Wuqing fiercely.
"Okay. What time is it now? You are still in the mood to argue." Liang Wanli looked a little dissatisfied.
"Brother Liang, did you hear what Mu Wuqing said just now? He wanted to cede territory. I..." Peng Dehua was interrupted by Liang Wanli reaching out his hand just in the middle of his sentence.
Liang Wanli took a deep breath: "Brother Mu also thinks about our Taoist sect."
Peng Dehua was stunned and looked straight at Liang Wanli: "You...you agree to Mu Wuqing's proposal, right?"
Liang Wanli smiled bitterly and said: "Do you have a better way? Brother Mu has made it very clear just now. Without the help of the Wood Clan, Qi Ling Clan, and Rakshasa Clan, our Taoist sect will most likely be completely destroyed. ."
Peng Dehua opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Liang Wanli turned back to look at Mu Wuqing: "Brother Mu, if you can, you can go to the Wood Clan, Qi Ling Clan and Rakshasa Clan."
Mu Wuqing nodded: "I'll go right away." After saying that, he stood up and strode out of the hall.
Liang Wanli looked at the door of the hall and said to himself: "I hope the Taoist sect can get out of danger this time."
"Report." A man's voice sounded at the door.
"Come in." Liang Wanli said in a deep voice.
A rich and handsome man walked in quickly. Judging from his appearance, he was clearly the Chang Jiang who went to negotiate with the demon clan not long ago.
Chang Jiang bowed respectfully to Liang Wanli: "Master."
Liang Wanli nodded: "No need to be polite."
Chang Jiang straightened up and said hello to Peng Dehua again: "Hello, Senior Peng."
Peng Dehua nodded slightly but said nothing. His face was tense and he seemed to be in a bad mood.
"Master, I followed your instructions. I asked many people and searched many places, but I couldn't find any trace of Lin San," Chang Jiang said.
"I can't find any trace." Liang Wanli frowned.
Chang Jiang shook his head: "No. I just found out that a few years ago, there was indeed an immortal cultivator named Lin San in Yangcheng. He was a cultivator at the Golden Core stage. He later sneaked into the Sea of Monsters to hunt monsters. Nothing has been heard from him since."
"Hmph." Liang Wanli snorted softly: "Look. Keep looking. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you still have to find Lin San..." Since the last time Chang Jiang came back from the Monster Clan, he said that this time the Monster Clan The reason for attacking human territory was entirely caused by a guy named Lin San. Liang Wanli ordered at that time to immediately arrest the culprit Lin San. However, it has been several months and a lot of manpower and material resources have been spent. Lin San was not found. A trace of three.
"Yes. I'll go find him right away." Chang Jiang responded, turned around and left.
Liang Wanli turned around and glanced at the unhappy Peng Dehua: "Brother Peng, you are still angry with me."
"I'm not angry." Peng Dehua turned his head to the side.
Liang Wanli twisted his lips: "Brother Peng, you have to put the overall situation first. Don't act out of emotion..."
"I'm tired. Let's go back first." Peng Dehua stood up and left the hall directly.
Liang Wanli was stunned for a moment. Then he shook his head and whispered: "This Peng Dehua is really a stubborn old man."
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Danyang Mountain is a very ordinary hill. It is only a hundred feet high. The top of the mountain is bare. There is almost no tree... It is such an extremely ordinary hill. It has suddenly become very famous recently. The reason is very simple. Just before Soon, the Taoist sect, the demon clan, and the ghost cultivator sect fought on the top of the mountain. The battle lasted for half a month. In the end, the demon clan and the ghost cultivator sect won miserably. And all the Taoist cultivators were annihilated. .
After the war, for some unknown reason, the demon clan and ghost cultivators did not evacuate. Instead, they settled down on Danyang Mountain and turned the thousand-mile radius of Danyang Mountain into a forbidden area.
Later, the Taoist sect organized several men to besiege Danyang Mountain. They were all defeated by the demon clan and the ghost cultivator sect and returned. As time went by, Danyang Mountain became an important base for the demon clan and the ghost cultivator sect.
…
When it gets dark.
Lin San was driving a flying sword. He was flying quickly in the low altitude.
"Who are you? Stop here." A large group of human cultivators suddenly poured out from all directions, immediately surrounding Lin San.
Lin San's face sank and he immediately stopped.
An old man with a white beard took a step forward, pointed at Lin San's nose and asked, "Who are you?"
Lin San glanced at the old man with his spiritual consciousness. His pupils shrank suddenly. This old man turned out to be a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
"Are you deaf? I'm asking you something." The old man with a white beard shouted softly.
Lin San came to his senses and saluted the old man with a white beard: "I am a casual cultivator. I was traveling and passed by this place. I don't know where I offended my senior."
"Rogue cultivator." The white-bearded old man looked Lin San up and down: "In the late stage of Jindan, your cultivation level is not low."
"Senior, that's a big reward." Lin San said modestly.
The old man with a white beard waved his sleeves: "What's your name?"
"My name is... Feng Chen." Lin Sanhu made up a name.
"Feng Chen." The old man with the white beard smiled: "What an interesting name."
Lin San smiled: "Senior, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Lin San didn't want to continue wrangling with the old man with a white beard.
"Let's go. I see that your cultivation is not weak. You'd better go on the mission with me." The old man with the white beard said indifferently.
"Performing a mission. What mission?" Lin San was confused by the white-bearded old man's words.
"Go to Danyang Mountain to attack the demon clan and ghost cultivators." The white-bearded old man didn't hide anything. He made it clear.
"Ah..." Lin San was immediately dumbfounded: "Um...senior, are you kidding me?"
"Humph." The old man with the white beard showed a dissatisfied look on his face: "Who has time to joke with you? Stop talking nonsense. Come and attack the demon clan and the ghost cultivator."
"No, senior. I have something urgent to do. I can't go with you..." Lin San explained while slowly retreating back.
Several white lights flashed. Three pale middle-aged men surrounded Lin San.
Lin Sanchao glanced at the three middle-aged men for a few times. His expression suddenly became extremely ugly. The three middle-aged men surrounding him turned out to be in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
"What? You don't want to follow me to attack the demon clan and the ghost cultivators?" The old man with the white beard looked at Lin San with a cold look.
Lin San's mood at this time was extremely depressed. He just came out to relax and get some fresh air. Who knew he was "held hostage" by someone? It was really unlucky.
"Whether I'm going or not? Just give me a good word." The old man with the white beard said impatiently.
Lin San twitched the corner of his mouth: "Okay. I'll go." Lin San knew that no matter how powerful he was, he would never be able to escape from the hands of the four Nascent Soul monks. In order to save his life, he could only agree to attack the demon clan and ghost cultivators first. group.