"Holy Lord Maotu is indeed my grandmother, but..."
There was a trace of bitterness on the corner of Huo's mouth.
"This time, during the process of killing Mirage and invading the Great Dream Lord, my grandmother was seriously injured. This is to let the two brothers know that our Twelve Holy Families are not monolithic." At this point, the disaster did not continue to go into detail.
said.
But Zhu and Zhao both understood.
Wherever there are people, there will be disputes, and it is the same with the Twelve Holy Families.
It's just that they stand too high, so no one sees them on weekdays. Now, as a direct member of the Twelve Holy Families, 'Misfortune' is still pushed out to manage the Tianxing Palace as a representative, but secretly he has approached two outsiders, Zhu and Zhao.
The Dream Demons want to form an alliance. This shows how far they have gone internally. They would rather believe in the three people who were born as Dream Demons than to seek help from their own people.
"I can mention this to my eldest brother."
After weighing it for a while, Zhu made a decision.
The ancestor of the Maotu family was injured and put himself at a disadvantage. It might be an opportunity for the three brothers.
An opportunity to completely integrate into the Immortal Mansion.
Although the eldest brother is secretly known as the 'Thirteenth Holy Lord', no one will recognize it publicly. If this matter is handled well, the eldest brother may really be able to come out to the public. By then, they will
The three brothers can also occupy more interests.
"Then I'll bother you two brothers."
Seeing that the goal had been achieved, the disaster did not mention the matter again.
After having enough wine and food, they all went home and dispersed.
"Third brother, are those two dream demons willing to form an alliance with us?" Hui returned home, and as soon as he entered, a group of clan members gathered around him, and his clan brother asked eagerly.
"shut up!"
Huo stopped and stared at the clan brother who spoke.
"Both Zhu and Zhao are my elder brothers, and they are the masters of the Immortal Mansion. They are sages who protect the people of the Immortal Mansion! And you can slander them casually? If I hear you calling you 'dream demon' scornfully again in the future,
Come and address the two of you, don’t blame me for expelling you from home because of my brother!”
When the clan brother heard the scolding, his expression changed.
I felt a little aggrieved, but I immediately stepped back and admitted my mistake.
"My brother is being abrupt."
Seeing that the clan brother admitted his mistake, there was no further investigation for the misfortune. It was just to show his attitude. Right now, their Maotu clan is at a critical juncture. If something goes wrong, they might really be expelled. Those old guys above are better than these clan members.
It was expected to be even dirtier. This time the ancestor was hurt, it might be the handiwork of these people secretly.
"Misfortune, you handled it very well."
Entering the inner hall, an old voice sounded. It was obvious that the behavior of 'disaster' at the door had gained their approval.
This is the core of the Maotu family, and several elders in the family are here.
"Uncle Jiu, is grandma awake?"
After closing the door, a trace of worry appeared on Huo's face.
Now that the war has just ended, some things can no longer be suppressed. This is why he ran so eagerly to find Zhu Hezhao. It's not that he doesn't want to be safe, but that the family has reached this point and there is no time for him to be safe.
.
"No, mother is still in a coma." The old man who spoke before shook his head, and the worry in his eyes flashed away.
Unlike those young boys outside who don't know the seriousness of the situation, the elders inside the house are aware of the family's plight.
This is a matter of life and death!
"Have you met that adult?" Another clan elder spoke.
It was the decision of the family to find Zhao and Zhu after the disaster came to pass, with their approval.
"No, but Zhu and Zhao have agreed to introduce me to me. Whether it can be successful depends on that person's attitude." Fu Bao repeated the conversation between Zhu and Zhu.
Hearing this, everyone in the room sighed.
The ancestor was deeply hurt, and it was natural that the other party was unwilling to help. With the strength of the other party's Great Immortal level, he could just sit back and watch the situation change. Before the conflicts within the Twelve Holy Families were resolved, no one was willing to provoke the other party.
Time passed, and three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Wu Chong walked out of the secret room of the Law Enforcement Hall. After three days of trying, he still failed to enter the lower world of the Immortal Mansion. This made him suspect that at the beginning, the connection between the lower level of the Immortal Mansion and the Immortal Mansion was not that deep.
.Only later, as time passed, did the lower world of the Immortal Mansion really become connected with this place.
Just like the roots of a tree, it takes time to take root and sprout.
"Brother."
Zhu and Zhao, who had been waiting outside for three days, hurried forward and told them what "Woe" had mentioned to them three days ago.
Conflict among the Twelve Holy Families?
This is not recorded in the immortal mansions of later generations.
"I see."
Wu Chong nodded, indicating that he understood. However, he was not in a hurry to deal with it. It should be the people of the Maotu family who were anxious.
Apart from the failed attempt, there was another very important thing that happened when he came out of seclusion this time.
Mirage's next wave of offensive is coming again.
The interval is so short. During the time when Immortal Mansion was founded, Mirage had an absolute advantage, and Immortal Mansion was beaten almost every day. The number of strong men on both sides was not at the same level. If it weren't for the Dream Lord within Mirage himself having problems,
Immortal Mansion is really no match for them.
The communication talisman lit up again, and there was already urging people over there. Wu Chong came out this time with the purpose of seeing the battlefield six thousand years ago, and by the way, he could also see what the battlefield at the level of the Great Immortal was like.
"You two, don't go out yet. There are only five big dream masters coming from the mirage this time. I'll just go."
As a force, the three of them went out in batches every time they fought.
Last time it was Zhu He and Zhao who went there, this time it was Wu Chong's turn.
"Brother, be careful."
The two of them didn't say much. Fighting against Mirage was a common occurrence and everyone was used to it.
Flying out of the Law Enforcement Hall, Wu Chong released his momentum. Upon seeing this, the patrolling monks immediately dispersed. Wu Chong ignored these minions and flew straight into the sky.
He soon found three of the Twelve Saints waiting for him outside.
"The Lord of Hades came a little late."
A figure spoke. This person is Weiyang among the Twelve Saints, an old man with a withered face. On weekdays, when in the Immortal Mansion, the Twelve Saints all appear to the outside world as humans, and each of them has his or her own human identity.
, for example, Weiyang’s name in the Immortal Mansion is Yangyi, which means that he is the first person in the Weiyang family.
"Five enemies, just four of us?"
Wu Chong ignored Yang Yi's nonsense and said to the remaining two people.
These two people are Wu Ma and Xu Gou, and their strength is similar to that of Wu Chong. They control three rules and a little source of power.
The Twelve Saints generally have this kind of strength. Except for the strongest Source Level Immortal Lord and the two weakest ones, the others are all at this level.
"There are three of us to deal with four, Ming Zun only needs to deal with one."
Ma Zun said in a deep voice.
"Then let's go."
Wu Chong flew up and took the initiative to fly towards the boundary of the Xianwen Formation.
Outside, the five great dream masters of Mirage have begun to gather momentum. Waiting for the opponent to prepare before fighting. That is what a fool would do. A normal person would definitely strike first and catch the opponent off guard.
As soon as he moved, the three people behind him immediately flew up.
The power belonging to the Immortal Wen Formation blessed the three of them, making their auras connect into one, like a formation.
Wu Chong glanced secretly and frowned slightly.
'The relationship between the Immortal Formation and the Twelve Saints is closer than expected.'