"Unless, if they don't invite Luo Hong, they will be in greater danger of annihilation!"
Wei Wuya narrowed his eyes and intuitively understood that he had grasped the key.
"A greater danger of genocide?
By the way, sect master, if you count the time, it will be more than ten years before the Millennium Festival of the Mulan and Tuwu clans begins.
Could it be that the abnormality of the Mulan people is related to the Millennium Festival?"
An idea flashed in the handsome scholar's mind, and he suddenly recalled the scaly claw he had read about in the classics.
Unfortunately, the relationship between Tiannan and the grassland is not close, and little is known about the thousand-year festival between the two tribes.
I only know that there is such a thing, but it is not clear at all what the two tribes will do and what its significance is.
"Hmph, the Mulan people are so anxious to invite Fellow Daoist Luo here just to borrow his magical power. This thousand-year festival between the two tribes on the grassland may be bloody.
Junior Brother Du, please go and give this secret letter from the Mulan people to fellow Taoist Luo, and also inform him about the Thousand-Year Sacrifice."
Wei Wuya took out a jade slip from the storage bag given by Master Zhong.
"In addition, send more manpower to the grassland."
"Is the sect master afraid that the Mulan people will show signs of fatigue during the Millennium Festival, causing the Tutu people to make up their minds and launch a massive attack?"
The handsome scholar is also a smart person, and he immediately understood what Wei Wuya meant.
"Although if Fellow Daoist Luo is involved, the Mulan people's chances of winning will become extremely large, but as the leader of an alliance, we still need to be on guard against what we should be careful about. Let's continue with the arrangements."
Wei Wuya said and walked outside the house.
"Yes, Master!"
The handsome scholar answered with his hands raised.
...
A month later, in the main hall of the main peak of Wushan Mountain, Luo Hong held a jade slip in his hand and politely sent the visiting handsome scholar to the mountain gate.
"Fellow Daoist Du, it's really helpful for you to make the trip. Luo would like to thank you."
"You don't have to be polite, Fellow Daoist Luo, Mr. Du is just following orders.
The news about Du has arrived, and whether to go or not is entirely up to Fellow Daoist Luo himself."
The handsome scholar did not dare to put on the airs of a top sect monk in front of Luo Hong, and spoke in a pleasant manner.
"Oh, by the way, the Qiankun Reversal Formation Alliance outside Tianyi City intends to withdraw. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Luo can..."
Before the handsome scholar finished speaking, Luo Hong already understood and immediately took out a formation plate and said:
"It's because Luo's skills are no longer good. Brother Du only needs to put this formation plate into the formation eye, and the formation can be withdrawn normally."
Luo Hong was quite responsible for the minefield he had planted. He had figured out a way to deal with it early, but he was too busy recently, so he didn't have time to hand it over to the alliance.
"Brother Luo is really thoughtful in his work. Du is leaving!"
After taking over the array, the handsome scholar immediately flew away.
After seeing off the visitors, Luo Hong took the jade slip and fled to the temporary cave. As soon as he opened the restriction, Yuan Yao burst out of his body.
"Brother Luo, I'm afraid the Mulan people are going to use you as a lure this time, just as you expected."
Luo Hong had told Yuan Yao before about the methods that the Mulan people might use, and now that the Mulan people had sent a message, she was naturally very interested.
"If that's the case, I'm afraid they will be disappointed."
Luo Hong chuckled lightly, then used his spiritual thoughts to erase the seal on the jade slip, and browsed the contents.
After a while, Luo Hong put down the jade slip without changing her expression.
"What's wrong, Brother Luo? What did the Mulan people say in the letter?"
Yuan Yao asked quickly with an excited expression.
"This Mulan man is also quite interesting. He actually wants Luo to participate in the grand festival held once every thousand years in the grassland cultivating world as the Holy Son!
Haha, the benefits are as I expected, but what I am asked to do is extremely ridiculous."
Of course, the Holy Son of Mulan cannot be chosen by just any outsider. The Tuwu people have their own means of identifying the true and false Holy Son.
Therefore, in order to hide from the unexpected people, Luo Hong had to go to the Mulan Temple several years in advance to receive some kind of baptism.
Luo Hong just wanted to say, I gave you face!
Regardless of whether this matter is true or not, Luo Hong would never do such a dangerous thing as entering the temple of a wealthy family in a daze.
What's more, Luo Hong has already used his merits in the war to collect the spiritual materials for spiritual ascension. He only needs to complete the Five Evil Spirit Gathering Formation to steadily refine the second level of the Great Five Elements Holy Technique.
Therefore, Luo Hong was absolutely necessary to get involved in the dispute between the two tribes on the grassland.
In order to express his attitude, Luo Hong took out a blank jade slip and left a sentence in it:
"Very busy, thank you for inviting me!"
Then he summoned a black hawk puppet and asked it to send the jade slip and a transmission note to the disciples of Huayi Sect who were paying attention to his movements.
"Gee, the Mulan man's face looks really ugly this time."
Yuan Yao gloated and covered her mouth with a smile.
...
After the peace talks, the capital of the Yu Kingdom was designated as the new holy city by the Mulan people. The original palace was directly moved to the ground, and the Mulan Temple stood here intact.
Because the temple itself is a small cave magic weapon, it is very convenient to relocate.
The other areas of the Holy City are still a busy scene, with countless magicians flying back and forth in the air.
In the temple, the three divine masters, except for the big man in brocade robes, were discussing with the contemporary temple guard, Saint Leyun, in the secret room of the temple.
The five people were talking about important matters related to the entire Mulan clan, so the atmosphere was solemn.
At the end of the meeting, the temple guard who looked like a white-haired old woman suddenly faced the priest surnamed Zhong and said in a deep voice:
"Master Zhongshen, I think it's time to receive a reply from that person. I wonder if that person will accept the invitation."
"Hmph! Our clan has taken out all the precious spiritual objects that have been stored for many years as a price. I'm afraid that person is already on his way here!"
Le Yun seemed to be very resistant to asking Luo Hong to pretend to be the Holy Son, and her face became particularly ugly as soon as she mentioned it.
"It is said that the man collected Five Elements spiritual objects everywhere after the war, but all he obtained were ordinary-grade spiritual objects, which could not be used to practice the Great Five Elements Holy Technique."
The skinny old man seemed not to hear Le Yun's dissatisfaction and spoke calmly.
"Yes, in this world, our Mulan Temple's treasure house has enough resources for one person to practice the Great Five Elements Holy Technique!
No matter how powerful that person is, he can't make a meal without rice!"
The four-foot dwarf said very confidently. He and the skinny old man had the same view, thinking that Luo Hong could not refuse their invitation.
Although the divine master surnamed Zhong did not speak, looking at his calm and composed expression, one could tell that he did not think anything unexpected would happen.
The white-haired old woman smiled and nodded. Just when she was about to speak, she suddenly froze as if she sensed something, and then curled up the corner of her mouth and said:
"What a coincidence, that person's reply has been sent to the temple."
As she spoke, the white-haired old woman cast a spell at the table in front of the five people. Suddenly, a green halo of light appeared, and a jade slip slowly emerged from it.
The divine master surnamed Zhong didn't say anything, and directly shot out a beam of mana light, causing the contents of the jade slip to be projected out.
The next moment, there was a deathly silence in the inner sanctum of the temple.