Chapter 1359: Ancient Sage Rebellion (fourth!) (1/2)
”When is it all right now? The vast Kyushu, where is not the beacon everywhere? Wunan is certainly a deadly place, isn't Youyun? Isn't it Xiyuan? It is the former land of fish and rice, the rich and stable East Lake, and now it is also a thieves. Buzzing, ghosts are raging!”
The surname Ling asked with a wry smile, ”It's not to come to Wunan to solicit the barbarians, or to Xiyuan to kill the insurgents, or to the East Lake to suppress the demon way, or even go to Youyun to fight the ghost Qin Tieqi... Which is easy? To deal with it?”
”What's more, our Ling clan is deeply trapped in a whirlpool. A slight mistake will result in a dead end. My daughter still needs to know the truth of'there is an ear on the wall'. Even if a prohibition is imposed on the camp, we must be careful to avoid disaster. Come out of your mouth!”
”My father, my daughter knew it was wrong.”
Ling Lan bowed blankly, paused and said again, ”However, my father must also be aware that these untrustworthy witch monks cannot be trusted at all. Maybe they have already secretly taken refuge in ghosts. People of Qin will fight back at a critical moment!”
”How does the father know what the daughter said?”
The enlistment surnamed Ling sighed, ”Not to mention that this foundation-building youth who suddenly appeared today is very strange. It is the one or two hundred witch-barbarian monks who joined the king a few days ago. The wind makes the rudder, the two-sided and three-handed, the villain who sees profit and forgets right?
”Betting on both sides and falling with the wind, that's a certain thing!”
”These people seem to be loyal to the court, but in fact they are not swaying left and right, waiting for the dust to settle? If in this battle, we beat the ghost monk Qin, they will naturally be the court’s loyal and loyal ministers, and your majesty’s obedience to the people ; Otherwise, as long as we show our misfortune a little bit, hehe, be sure that they will all pounce like hyenas one by one, and gnaw us to the bones of our leashes, and then take the bones to the Guiqin people to ask for credit and rewards!”
”These witch-man cultivators are sure that each of them has the news from Ghost Qin, even if this foundation-building youth is the same, what is the difference? What's more, I see his ferocious aura and unbridled appearance. He seems to be a scheming person, maybe in the end, he is the most loyal!”
There is infinite sadness in Ling’s words of soliciting envoys. At this point, he laughed tragically and comforted himself, “Fortunately, the witchman monks who are currently in the Guiqin camp are the same. They are still looking at the final wind direction, as long as we can show it. After leaving the imperial court, they will naturally not act rashly. Maybe they will tie the ghosts of the Qin people to our great scorpion!”
”In short, these witch-man monks can only be used to wave the flag and shout, strengthen their momentum, and really do it, it still depends on our Ling family's family'Xuanhu Iron Guard', and your'Purple Pole Sword Sect', this truth, For the father, I still understand!”
”Father, don't worry!”
When it comes to her sect, Ling Lan is even more proud than the ”Ling Family” mentioned earlier. She straightens her back, her eyes are shining brightly, and she cuts through the railway, ”The Ling family and the Purple Pole Sword Sect are inextricably linked. It lasted for five hundred years, and the Patriarch and Sword Sect elders of the past generations have a deep connection. The Purple Extreme Sword Sect will never sit back and watch the Ling Family fall!”
”Tell my father the great news. I just received the Ziyan biography from the sect in the morning. My senior brother left five days ago and personally led hundreds of elite swordsmen from Zijizong to Wunan to reinforce. Our army!”
”They received the news. It is said that a group of Ghost Qin monks will also cross the Wu River and enter the Wunan realm. They will ambush and kill them first. I believe that within three days, they will arrive with a large number of Ghost Qin monks heads. !”
”Big brother?”
Ling's envoy was slightly startled, overjoyed, where there was still half of the prestige of ”inviting envoys”, and cried out, ”Is it the word'thunder sword' Lou Chongxiao? He is the youngest of your Ziji Sword Sect Yuanying Jianxiu, even he is here?”
”Exactly!”
Ling Lan smiled slightly, ”Father can rest assured now, the Purple Pole Sword Sect will not abandon the Ling family!”
Ling surnamed the solicitor nodded slightly, but his heart was mixed with emotions.
Luochuan Ling's family and the Purple Extreme Sword Sect have a deep connection, but even the first sword repair building among the younger generations in the sect has come out to help in the fight. It is by no means entirely based on the word ”Ling Family”.
The more important factor is that I am afraid that it falls on my own, who has been a genius in swordsmanship since he was a child, and rushed to the realm of Jindan when he was less than 30 years old. As a true disciple of the Sect Master Guanmen, he is the daughter of a boundless future!
A sword repairman in the realm of Nascent Soul is about to come to help in the fight, and he is definitely a great support for the evil fight that follows. The heart of Ling's envoy who has been hanging in the air for several months has finally been slightly retracted into his chest.
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When the two fathers and daughters were talking in the wagon, one of the objects they talked about, the ”foundation building youth” Li Yao, was riding on a huge python with a bucket thickness of more than ten meters, hanging at the end of the queue, not slowly. Go forward without rush.
He is close friends with the blood demon powerhouse Fire Ant King, and Jin Xinyue, the nominally supreme leader of the Pantheon Palace, is also his disciple. Through them, he has learned some methods of modulating and controlling the monster beast, it is not a problem.
What's more, the bloodmark tribe is born with the innate and supernatural powers to suppress and transform alien beasts.
Used to pick up a small high-crowned poisonous python, it is as easy as turning one's hand, and effortlessly, tidy up the beast so obediently and obediently like an elongated pug.
On the contrary, the others, including the rest of the Wuman monks, were all dumbfounded when they saw his mounts so fierce. Where would they dare to come forward and talk?