After a moment of silence, the holy monk shook his feather fan and said solemnly: "The poor monk can only do his best."
Everyone nodded and said nothing more.
There may seem to be many strong Buddhists, but they are more difficult to move.
The Mongolian Yuan Dynasty occupied the north, and many Buddhist temples were located within its territory.
In the Song Dynasty, he was suppressed by the Taoist sect. Once he turned his full strength to one side, a catastrophe might befall him.
The situation was so complicated that even those present could not delve into it.
We can only allow Buddhism to be neutral to a certain extent, and at any rate it is partially biased towards the Song Dynasty.
Invisibly, all eyes were focused on Wang Chongyang.
After pondering for a few breaths, Wang Chongyang said in a deep voice: "Song Que, the Heavenly Sword, has always been hostile to foreigners. If invited, I should be able to invite him."
The strong man surnamed Zhao raised his eyebrows and said decisively: "Song Jiayong will be in Lingnan. In the future, all taxes under the Song family will be exempted."
Wang Chongyang nodded and said seriously: "In this case, there should be no problem."
After a pause, he said helplessly: "Fellow Daoist Yuan is guarding the imperial court in Lin'an and cannot come.
On the southern side, Daoist Bai is guarding the south.
The other Taoist friends are either traveling around the world or retreating in remote mountains, making it difficult to contact them."
Everyone was silent and knew what was going on.
The Taoist sect was huge and seemed to be the only one in the Song Dynasty, but it was not harmonious internally and there were many factions.
There are two major sects, the Northern sect and the Southern sect, as well as those like Huang Shang and Ning Daoqi who are either relatively independent or come from other small sects.
The northern faction is headed by Wang Chongyang, and the southern faction is headed by Bai Yuchan.
Each faction has close relations with aristocratic families and is closely intertwined.
In short, the various complex relationship situations are very confusing.
Most of the powerful people in Taoism have always advocated freedom, self-cultivation, and staying away from the world. It is impossible for them all to work hard.
Moreover, the main strong men currently guarding Lin'an are Dao sect strong men, and no one can say anything.
"Master Ning Daoqi, I wonder if I can invite you?" The strong man named Zhao thought for a moment and said.
Wang Chongyang looked at the holy monk. The holy monk hesitated for a moment and said, "Master Ning has a long history of friendship with the master of Fanzhai. The poor monk can only ask."
The strong man surnamed Zhao nodded and said no more. People at this level are all equals, and it is impossible to press too much.
He said in a more solemn tone: "If we invite three people, plus four people including me, what are the chances of winning?"
After a moment of silence, Zhuge Zhengwo shook his head and muttered: "If there are seven people, we should have an advantage in terms of numbers.
But Pang Ban and Meng Chixing must not be viewed as one, especially Pang Ban.
He has surpassed his master Meng Chixing, and he should be only one step away from that level."
"That's right." The holy monk's expression became completely solemn, and he said solemnly: "According to the battle that night in Jing Nian Monastery.
Pang Ban's strength is unfathomable.
It’s not an exaggeration to think of both of them.
And if you want to defeat him, I'm afraid it will take three people to join forces to be sure of victory."
The strong man named Zhao frowned and said seriously: "In this case, who can defeat him?"
The atmosphere became quiet again, and Zhuge Zhengwo said again: "Not only Pang Ban, but also Meng Chixing, Kublai Khan should not be underestimated, he may have reached the level of a peerless powerhouse.
There is also the demon Li Chimei, who once chased and killed the evil king Shi Zhixuan. Although Shi Zhixuan was injured first, he may have reached the peerless level."
"Pang Ban, Meng Chixing, Sihan Fei, Xiaoyao King, and possibly Kublai Khan, Li Chimei.
How do you think we should respond?" The strong man named Zhao looked at the other three people. When it came to his understanding of Pang Ban and others, he, who had been guarding Lin'an all year round, was not as good as the three of them.
After pausing for a few breaths, Wang Chongyang frowned slightly and said, "Pindao is confident of resisting Meng Chixing, but Pindao is not sure of Pang Ban's strength either.
He is indeed a variable. If you cannot defeat him or block him, it will be difficult to completely defeat the Mongolian and Yuan army.
And if you want to stop him, I'm afraid you need Master Huang Shang to come."
The strong man surnamed Zhao hesitated and said in a deep voice: "Only if Huang Shang is sitting in the palace can he intimidate all parties from making any move. I'm afraid it will be difficult to come."
The other three people didn't mention it anymore, they all knew it in their hearts.
Of course there is this reason, but for more reasons, I am afraid that I still dare not move lightly.
Huang Shang was the most powerful person in the Song Dynasty court. He came to face Pang Ban. Once defeated, the impact would be too great.
Unless it was absolutely necessary, the Song court would never let him come to fight against Pang Ban.
"The poor monk has someone to choose from." The holy monk blinked and suddenly said.
Wang Chongyang's eyes moved lightly but he said nothing.
"Holy monk, please speak." The strong man named Zhao said quickly.
"Heilongzhai, Li Daoqiang." The holy monk calmly spat out a few words.
The strong man surnamed Zhao frowned, then nodded thoughtfully, and agreed: "Yes, he was able to capture Bixuan alive, and he was not at a disadvantage against Master Huang Shang, so his strength can indeed resist Pang Ban.
I have heard that this person is only interested in profit.
What conditions are needed for him to take action?
How about the imperial court making him king?"
The three people present were not surprised when they heard the last sentence of conferring the title of king. At their current stage, the throne was just like that.
And if he wants to get a throne, Li Daoqiang will come and fight for it...
The three of them shook their heads inwardly.
The holy monk continued: "One coin, two colors, this is what Li Daoqiang wants.
According to what he said, as long as these two points are satisfied, he can do anything?"
"Okay, I will send someone to invite him right away." The strong man named Zhao said decisively, with a bit more confidence in his tone.
The Song Dynasty court never lacked money and sex.
"Without further delay, the sooner the decisive battle is over, the better, how about within one month?
One month later, the Mongolian and Yuan armies will be completely defeated." Wang Chongyang continued.
The other three people nodded.
Soon, letters were sent to several places by flying eagles or master-level experts.
At the same time, commotion began in Xiangyang City.
The decisive battle is far from just a matter of the peerless strong men. The army and the master-level strong men are also very important.
Not to mention anything else, a few more powerful top masters are enough to withstand an ordinary peerless powerhouse.
After all, they are all on the same level, and quantity can sometimes overwhelm quality.
Even if a person is at the pinnacle of the world at the celestial level and faces a hundred master-level experts working together at the same time, in most cases, he will temporarily avoid the edge and defeat them one by one instead of fighting head-on.
Ten days later.
In Black Dragon Village, the person who invited Li Daoqiang came.
"Brother Jia, why do you have to come here in person?" Li Daoqiang greeted Jia Jing in the Juyi Hall and said with a polite smile.
The person who came was none other than Jia Jing, the leader of the Double Dragons, who is now his relative.
"Brother Li, I'm really intruding you with my presumptuous visit this time." Jia Jing cupped his fists and apologized.
"Brother Jia, what are you talking about? You and I are real relatives, so there is no need to say anything when we meet outsiders." Li Daoqiang waved his hand and said cheerfully.
"What Brother Li said is, it's not mine anymore." The smile on Jia Jing's face became a little wider, he said a few polite words, and his expression became serious.
(Sleep, sleep, the New Year will be the day after tomorrow, countdown to the New Year.)