Hou Zi guessed wrong, and Jincheng's support never came.
This overturned his understanding of the Quanzhen Sect, and he understood that at his current stage, he could not actually see the true nature of this sect. In other words, what he saw and thought were all appearances and illusions.
The news was spread in a timely manner, and the Quanzhen Sect's response could not be so slow. If they didn't come, there could only be one explanation: Jincheng simply didn't want to come and was indifferent!
They believed that the Yinling Rebellion was insignificant, believed that some casualties were normal, and believed that Yu Zhengxing would eventually bring everything under control...
Really got it under control!
With an impatient look on his face, Yu Zhengxing tried to save ordinary mortals first, then low-level disciples, and finally found the dragged Painted Skin Ghost when it was impossible to save him...
No one knows what happened at the scene at that time; whether it was execution or negotiation, no one knows, but the ghosts did begin to recede, and they retreated in a very orderly manner.
"So, did both parties reach a consensus in the end?" Qu Xiaoman was a little sad. If thousands of ghosts were exchanged for the lives of her three sisters, would this account be a loss or a gain?
Lan Ruo rarely refuted, "We evacuated most of the monks and preserved the Yinling Human Wubao; while the ghosts have at least won a hundred years of peace for Ximeng Mountain through this show of power. Within a hundred years, there will be no human beings."
Come to Ximeng Mountain for a trial again. For casual cultivators, this place will become a restricted area. This is the purpose of Painted Skin Ghost, right?"
Hou Zi did not speak, he was a little tired; his views on the incident itself were not important, it was just the provocation and compromise between the two races in testing each other, just like what all the cultivation forces were doing overtly and covertly.
The humans in Jincheng said: You are an inferior race, our slave, and can be taken away by life or death, so be honest and make some contributions to humanity on a regular basis.
Ximeng Ghost Ghost said: Human souls are equal, how come the theory of master and slave? If you use me as a test subject, I will kill your test subjects. This makes me anxious. We will destroy thousands of Qin Yinlings.
of ordinary people!
What is fought for is not the result of this time, but the fight for a hundred years in the future; wait for the environmental situation to change and then fight again, and then the cycle repeats, forming the history of Yinling; and the history of the entire Shan country and the entire continent is also like this.
Keep writing in the repetition, until a force completely breaks this balance.
So, did the ghosts really try their best? Did Hou Zilan Ruoqu Xiaoman really escape from birth by his own ability? Xiang Zhi asked Wang Mian and Fang Yazi, could he really lead the mortals to defend against thousands of souls?
A siege of ghosts?
History has no answers, there are too many variables, and they are just insignificant chess pieces. Standing in their position, with their eyesight, they can only see their feet.
As for whether Yu Zhengxing had ever fought against the Painted Skin Ghost, Hou Zi privately believed that he must have fought before and could not do anything to the other party. The so-called negotiation requires that after the fight, each other becomes wary of each other before they can sit down and talk. This is the truth.
It can also be seen from this that the huge gap between Uncle Zheng and the other three people and Yu Zhengxing may not only be due to realm, but also other things, such as the fierce and flickering sword.
Light.
The disciples saw three more masters. Uncle Zheng was obviously seriously injured, Fairy Lu was depressed, Taoist A was depressed... Maybe her pride was hit? She couldn't help the disciples in the whole incident?
From Hou Zi's point of view, this is nothing to look at. What is there to be ashamed of facing a painted-skinned ghost who is equivalent to the human golden elixir realm? On the contrary, he would be complacent about escaping from death.
After a night of life and death, the sky gradually became brighter. Because of this unsuccessful trial, everyone was not very interested and no one said anything. They were ready to return to Jincheng by flying magic weapon to recuperate and wait for the follow-up of this incident.
These low-level disciples should receive some kind of compensation, but someone will definitely need to stand up and take responsibility for this failure.
During the farewell, Hou Zi became the most popular one. Regardless of whether he was an Anhe Taoist sect or a Huncheng sect, disciples from both families would come to him without exception and express their gratitude in their own way. During this night, they had already
It is unclear how many people he has saved and how many dangerous ghosts he has killed. Regardless of each other's positions, at least at this moment, everyone is sincere.
Because they all lifted their veils when saying goodbye.
Lan Ruo has a melon-shaped face, charming face, bright eyes and white teeth, "Senior brother, if you return to Anhe, remember to come and see my little sister when passing by Liuyang. I promised to offer wine and dance for senior brother..."
Lan Ting has a baby face, picturesque features, and beautiful looks. "Lan Ruo and I want to go back to Sanjiang Mansion to visit relatives next year. Can senior brother come with us?"
Qu Xiaoman has an oval face, is charming and full of charm, "Senior brother is not willing to die in the same cave with me, but in fact it is not difficult to achieve such a condition. If senior brother has the opportunity to come to Huncheng Cult, I will do it..."
There are a lot more……
But there are still two who remain veiled and unmoved,
Taoist Wei, "Do you think about what I said to you again? You will definitely have a bright future in Anhe Daomen under your conditions, I guarantee it!"
Fairy Lu, "The Demon Sect is originally a family. The more we move around, the deeper our emotions will be. Can a young man know how to practice music together? Head west to Huncheng."
...Three magic weapons soared into the sky and disappeared in an instant.
Ximeng Mountain suddenly became empty, with no people or ghosts left. Hou Zi shuddered, turned around and left. Didn't any of these guys ask him to give him a ride?
He had to go back quickly. He still didn't know what happened to his traveling brothers? There wouldn't be any stupid ones who fell to the ghosts, right?
Just after running out of a hilltop, I felt a warning sign in my heart. Before I could take out the sword in my hand, my body was already rising into the air. A voice rang in my ears,
"The response is not bad, but you need to change your habit of only looking at the ground when walking. In the future, most of your threats will come from the sky."
Hou Ting gave up his struggle and said, "Uncle, isn't this good? It's like an eagle catching a chicken. I don't like not being able to see people's faces when I talk."
Yu Zhengxing snorted, "If you want to talk to me face to face, wait until you can fly!"
The speed of this flight was completely different from the last time Uncle Zheng took him with him. Last time, it was slow and leisurely, with a place to stand and a place to hold on. This time, he was completely pinched by the collar.
Still floating at low altitude, he felt the terrain below rushing towards him with lightning speed. Several times, he thought he was going to hit a certain tree or a certain mountain top, but then he avoided it by a hair. No matter how daring he was, he was also caught by such an ultra-low altitude.
The flight was so scary that I couldn’t understand clearly.
Is this punishing him?
Sure enough, Yu Zhengxing's voice came from above, "Hou Zi, your scandal has been exposed."
