For ordinary people and tourists, the Bon Festival is a grand festival and the theme of this autumn. But for the real big shots, the Bon Festival is just a reason and excuse for them to meet. They just need to take advantage of this
Get together in name only, and then discuss some really big things.
Before the Bon Festival, the meetings of the diplomatic missions from various countries have already come up with the final strategy. It will only be submitted to the courts of various countries for review after returning home, and then the emperor or king will stamp it with the royal seal, and then it will officially take effect.
In this strategy, all the countries in the Central Plains agreed to continue sending troops to the wasteland next year, and would significantly increase the number of troops and strengthen logistical supplies. The Tang Empire was even asked not to sit back and watch in silence like the year before last, but to take action.
Show true strength.
The reason for this is that the situation in the wilderness has become increasingly chaotic. After establishing a foothold in the wilderness, after only one year of recuperation, it has the momentum to become stronger again, and in the last war
The barbarian Zuozhang Wangting, who was played by the Central Plains countries, finally woke up after paying a lot of blood, and began to wander between the Central Plains and the desert people, and tried to take revenge.
The barbarians have been away from this world for too long. The barbarians have been the masters of the wasteland for this thousand years. Although the Zuozhang Royal Court has suffered serious losses in strength, it is very familiar with the wasteland. If it really wants to entangle with the Central Plains countries, even if it loses, it will go there.
Once they were hiding in the vast Min Mountains, the countries in the Central Plains had no better way to deal with them.
What the Central Plains countries are most wary of is the cavalry of Zuozhang Royal Court. After suffering heavy losses, it is really possible for them to give up the dignity of the Royal Court and directly seek refuge with the Golden tent Royal Court.
The Royal Court of the Golden Horde has been so quiet for decades that many people in the Central Plains have forgotten the existence of this ferocious beast. However, dignitaries from various countries are very aware of it. They all say that the Southern Jin Dynasty is the second most powerful country in the world. In fact, in this world
The second most powerful force in the world is still the Golden Horde.
The Royal Court of the Golden Tent has the best cavalry, the most horses, and the most high priests. If it were not blocked by Min Mountain, the many powerful Chanyus before and after the Royal Court would have unified the entire wasteland long ago.
And if the Tang Empire had not stood firm in the south for hundreds of years and refused to give in, the cavalry of the Golden Tent Royal Court might have swept across the Central Plains even earlier, and might even have reached the foot of Taoshan in Xiling.
In the face of the anger or pleadings of the envoys from various countries, the Tang envoys finally agreed to sign this strategy. On the one hand, it was because of the pressure from the Xiling Temple. More importantly, it was based on the strategic considerations of the Tang Dynasty.
The Tianqi Mountains and the Minshan Mountains are actually the same mountain range, stretching for tens of thousands of miles and running through the northern part of the mainland. They cut the wasteland in half, but are divided into the north and south by an extremely narrow canyon. People in the Central Plains customarily call it the south.
Minshan is the north of Minshan. Prairie barbarians are accustomed to calling the northern foot Tianqi Mountain.
If the Zuozhang Royal Court wants to contact the Jinzhang Royal Court, or even fight together, then their cavalry must pass through that canyon, and to the west of that canyon is the city that the Tang Empire spent countless manpower and material resources to build.
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It was the farthest and most important city from the mainland of the Tang Dynasty.
Chang'an will never allow that city to be threatened in any way.
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The envoys from the former temple have concluded their missions, and either went to the town to have fun with the people, or left early. They were eager to return to their respective capitals to report on the status of the discussion.
Practitioners from various sects are still staying in the central temple. On normal days, the heads of these sects will definitely leave with the big shots from various countries, because the Xiling Temple is above. They must listen to the orders of the royal families of various countries, but
This year's situation is different. They have to wait for the big shots in the temple to speak.
The big shots in the back temple are the real big shots. Whether they are those who know their destiny, such as Mr. Jiange Cheng, or Aunt Qu Ni Ma Di and the nymphomaniac Lu Chenjia. They can ignore the affairs of their respective countries, let alone this year.
There are representatives of the first precepts hall of Xuankong Temple and the academy and the Xiling Temple.
The representative of the academy is naturally Ning Que. The representative of the Xiling Temple is Sang Sang. Originally, she was very qualified, but she only has a title in the temple and has no specific duties yet. The most important thing is that the temple also knows that the Daughter of Light will definitely not pay attention to it.
For these matters, a priest was sent to help.
That priest was an acquaintance of Ning Que, the silver-haired head of the Heavenly Mandate Temple, Cheng Lixue.
Ning Que looked at Cheng Lixue and said helplessly: "The temple can actually think of words like Xiangzhu. If Sang Sang really said something, would you listen to her? Who can believe this?"
Cheng Lixue smiled slightly and said: "If the daughter of light is really willing to express her opinion, of course I will respect her opinion, and I believe that no one in the temple will object to her opinion."
"It's better to say less of these kind of friendly words in the future. It's meaningless."
Ning Que looked at him and said, "You should have heard the rumors about my life experience."
Cheng Lixue looked calm and said, "I heard something."
Ning Que asked: "Do you believe it?"
Cheng Lixue smiled and said, "I don't know."
Ning Que asked: "Does the great priest know that day?"
Cheng Lixue shook his head and said, "Master Shenzuo said he didn't know either."
Ning Que said: "Then if there are still people in the Taoist sect who say that I am the son of Hades, don't blame me for being rude."
Cheng Lixue said helplessly: "If you don't mention it yourself, who would dare to tell that rumor in front of you?"
Ning Que said with a smile: "It's fun to spread rumors for a while, and the whole family will die. I just want to remind you."
Cheng Lixue really didn't want to have this kind of meaningless conversation with him anymore, so she took out a letter from her sleeve, handed it to Ning Que, and said, "This is a letter from the Judgment God, and you want me to deliver it to you personally.
in the hands."
Ning Que was slightly startled, then he took the letter and opened it and saw that it was indeed Ye Hongyu's handwriting.
In the letter, Ye Hongyu briefly described the process of chasing Prince Long Qing outside the Yanbei Great Wall. He did not describe the thunder by the Bihu Lake in detail. He only told him that Long Qing was not dead and that he had brought dozens of powerful fallen knights with Zuo Zhang.
The people from the royal court gathered together and had already fled deep into the wilderness.
Long Qing was able to escape from Ye Hongyu's sword. This was a huge deviation from Ning Que's calculation. He guessed that something must have happened, but since Ye Hongyu refused to say it, there was nothing he could do about it.
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Thinking of the black peach blossom and the breath of silence, Ning Que felt uneasy and wary.
He knew very well how powerful and terrifying Long Qing was now, especially the weird devouring technique on his body. The speed at which this person became powerful was astonishing.
That day in front of the Qiu Yu Red Lotus Temple, if Long Qing hadn't been so shocked by his Taotie 60xs that he just wanted to escape, he might have died in the hands of this person.
Although there are no Taoist practitioners in the wilderness, there are many priests or wizards. Without preparation, these priests and wizards are the most delicious and tender lambs in Long Qing's eyes.
A person who should have died a long time ago. But in the end, he refused to die. And he became more and more terrifying and powerful. Ning Que even felt a little admired by Long Qing. He raised his eyebrows slowly and thought silently,
Could the theory of lifelong enemies that started circulating a few years ago become a reality?
Ye Hongyu's letter consists of two pieces of paper.
On the second paper is a sword she drew.
Ning Que looked at the piece of paper and felt the strong sword intention hidden in it. He vaguely sensed the unwillingness and forcefulness in her drawing of the sword. He couldn't help but feel awe in his heart and murmured: "It's so quick.
Another insight...can you stop being so strong, it will make me look weak, okay?"
As he said this, he was actually very grateful to Ye Hongyu in his heart. He had feelings for Dahe Sword again, so he drew his sword to let him know. Naturally, he was worried that he would advance too slowly and would not be Long Qing's opponent in the future.
Of course, Ning Que also understood that with the character of Dao Chi, in addition to the above reasons, the more important reason should be that she was worried that she would be left too far behind and there would be no point in killing her in the future.
Cheng Lixue heard what he said to himself before. She couldn't help but said bitterly: "When I saw you in the wasteland, you had not yet entered the cave. Today, I met you and you actually knew your fate. If this is still weak, then I will do it in front of you and the Judgment God's Throne."
.Should we dig a hole right away and jump in?"
Ning Que patted his shoulder to express comfort: "He who is content is always happy."
Cheng Lixue almost spit out a mouthful of blood, which stained her eyebrows as white as snow.
After a while, he said helplessly: "I finally understand why Prince Longqing was so angry when he returned to the temple after losing to you in Chang'an City. No matter who lost the opportunity to become a disciple of the Master, everyone would be as angry as him.
And it’s really hard to sleep after losing to someone like you.”
Ning Que said with a smile: "I didn't do anything at the time, I just asked him if he wanted to eat a piece of cake."
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At the meeting in the back hall of Lanke Temple, ordinary practicing sects were naturally not eligible to participate. They could only wait in the middle temple and talk about it, but judging from their expressions, they were not very nervous and dignified.
People who are unable to look up at the sky naturally do not know how high the sky is. People who are unable to contact the real secrets naturally cannot see the dangers ahead and are easily contented. These practitioners still think that the invasion of the underworld is just a legend, so
Of course they weren't very nervous.
Four stone statues of venerables sit silently on the side of the temple. The temple is still quiet and quiet, because there are always only a few people who are qualified to sit in the temple.
Master Qishan sat in the middle, with a kind expression on his thin cheeks.
The sea-watching monk stood nearby.
Ning Que and Sang Sang sat on the left hand side of the master.
Master Baoshu, the first master of the Discipline Academy of Xuankong Temple, sits on the right hand of the master.
No matter what noble status they hold in the world, other people in the palace must show sufficient respect in front of the representatives of the two unknown places.
Cheng Lixue, representing the Xiling Temple, sat at the foot of Sangsang, Qu Ni Ma Di, Cheng Ziqing, the powerful sword pavilion, and Mo Shanshan, the nymphomaniac Lu Chenjia, sat in turn.
Master Dongming, who was presiding over the second of the three chess games in Washan, was also in the hall, but he did not sit with everyone, but sat under the side wall. He looked at Sangsang and smiled slightly, looking very calm and relaxed.
There are only ten people in the hall, but these ten people can represent the entire world of practice.
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(Everyone knows that there will be a big drama, so I have been constantly revising the details, which has delayed too much time and consumed too much energy. This is the second chapter. A lot of the third chapter has been written, but I am thinking about what to do.