Everyone returned to Kangba Zuo Banner and still practiced their swordsmanship on their own, but Shi La was obviously not thinking about it, so he moved closer to Hou Zi and said,
"Senior brother, do you want us to move to Nifo Ze first? We can monitor nearby and respond immediately if there is an opportunity."
He still couldn't forget the two dead brothers. This is the character of the prairie people. Once they have a grudge, they will never let it go until they make amends.
Hou Zi shook his head, "You don't understand the Taoist sect, especially the Wu sect. They have become frightened after the last incident. They will not trust us. They will definitely come and take a look before taking action. Once we leave, won't everything be revealed?"
Already?"
"Will they doubt us?"
"That won't be the case, but they will be on guard, and they will have to come overtly or covertly before they feel at ease. It doesn't matter, let's wait for them to pass. It only takes three days to cross the grassland, so there is no time.
Moreover, it takes time for their dogs to bite dogs, so there is no need for us to go too early."
After sending Shi La away, Hou Zi fell into deep thought.
He didn't want to inform Li Chuping about this matter, and it was too late. It was impossible for the Yanmen Swordsman to gather his men and attack him as soon as he received the news. Li Chuping's so-called troublemaking was actually playing tricks on moral public opinion, and he would never do it in person.
He was not that stupid yet, so he took the lead and directed his hatred towards Quanzhen.
He didn't want to put his energy into this kind of boring intrigue. Either do it or watch it. Sikong Mansion's methods were still a bit unappealing and unpleasant.
He didn't want to change anything, and he couldn't change anything in the battle between Wu Sect and Lian Sect, even if he suppressed all the power of the grassland.
Without the support of the infant transformed into a real person, it would be like walking on thin ice in everything. Therefore, in a sense, the risks are not proportional to the gains. Taking the risk of involving the grassland into genocide is just for the sake of face.
More and more prairie monks travel abroad every year, and 30% of them cannot come back. Is it really possible to find face?
When you are responsible for the rise and fall of a race, you need to think twice before doing anything.
Time passed day by day, and most prairie sword cultivators had almost forgotten the unpleasantness that happened in Shuanggouji. They continued their flying sword practice. In the last short battle with Wumen Taoist, too many things happened beyond their imagination.
problems need to be solved one by one.
On this day, it was already the third day before the Lotus Gate Lotus Holy Assembly was held. A Taoist priest appeared very unexpectedly in Kangba Zuo Banner. In full view of everyone, he gave Shi Lat a barrel of wine and several colored cakes.
I express my apologies, and if I travel to the Southwest in the future, I will treat you as my master, and so on.
Then, leave gracefully.
All the prairie swordsmen were dumbfounded. Is that all? Even the perfunctory words were so careless. Are they sending beggars away?
What’s special about Xianjiu, the most famous snack in Southwest China? I really treat these people as ignorant bumpkins.
You can't help being evil but become courageous.
The veins on Shi La's neck were throbbing, and he knew there was a reason for this; as the sworn enemy of Quanzhen of the Shan Clan, the Wu Clan had been wooing the golden bloodline of the prairie for hundreds of years, but everyone in the prairie was naive.
He is not stupid enough to act as a messenger for others, he is very cold, and in the eyes of the Wu family, he does not know how to appreciate him.
Wu Clan failed to win over them, and they gave up such useless efforts in the past one or two hundred years. Anyway, the strength of Grassland Sword Meridian is really not worth mentioning, and it is dispensable. They originally wanted to win over Grassland mainly to disgust Yan Clan Quanzhen.
, rather than really wanting to borrow anything.
This time, leaving this thing behind is an insult. It means that you are worthy of this, and you have a superior attitude.
Shi La kicked the wine barrel to pieces and said through gritted teeth: "Judging from the time, they should have set off from Shuanggouji. By the way, they sent someone to check on our situation. They should be relieved now?"
Hou Zi's face was expressionless. This kind of behavior was still too pretentious and unattractive. "Gather people together, release the scouts, and have a clear look within fifty miles. Let's postpone the departure for an hour, and the route has been planned?"
Shi La smiled ferociously and said, "Don't worry, no one is more familiar with the grassland than us. I guarantee they won't be able to discover our whereabouts."
An hour later, nearly a hundred prairie sword cultivators were flying low to the ground, each wearing a large grass-green cloak; they were so low that when viewed from the air, they looked like they were running on the grass. This can effectively reduce the detection of spiritual consciousness, just like a group of people running wildly.
wild horses, mixed in large and small herds on the grassland.
"Senior brother, look at it, they won't be able to detect us unless we get within twenty miles; but we can easily detect air targets fifty miles away." Shi La chuckled.
Hou Zi had to remind him, "You have to understand that we are probably just watching a fun, and we may not necessarily take action. Let me say it first. No one is allowed to cause trouble without orders."
The prairie sword cultivators were familiar with the terrain and drew a bow line close to the turf. They did not need to rush in front of the Wumen monks, they only needed to appear in the right place at the right time. Of course, all this was decided by Hou Zi.
When it comes to the rise and fall of grassland ethnic groups, no one dares to be careless.
Three days later, the sword cultivators came to a depression with lush vegetation. Looking from the sky, one would never know that this place was once a large water pond.
Shi La introduced: "This is Langya Po, but not many people know it now. Less than ten miles ahead from here is the inland of Lianguo, and another forty miles ahead is Nifo Lake. According to time,
Let's estimate, the Lotus Holy Gathering has probably already started."
Hou Zi looked behind him. He saw nearly a hundred prairie sword cultivators hiding in a grassy puddle without revealing their appearance. Their auras were concealed, their cloaks were blinding, and there were herds of cattle and sheep nearby. They really achieved the ultimate in camouflage.
Haimin, mountain people and herdsmen, their long-term life practice experience has given them the ability to deeply integrate with the local environment, which has benefited him a lot.
He handed Hou Zi a spirit beast bag and said, "There are three prairie harriers in here. Although they are mortal species, their flying speed is not slow. The most important thing is that they will not attract the attention of practitioners. This place is fifty miles away from Nifo Lake, and
The speed of a falcon is less than a moment, so it should be the safest method of contact in the current environment."
Hou Zi nodded and took the spirit beast bag, "I still say what I said, your actions should be based on my judgment, don't make arbitrary decisions, and think clearly about the consequences of a moment of carelessness."
Shi La smiled and said: "Senior brother has said it many times, don't worry, we are very aware of this and will not put ourselves in danger."
Hou Zi raised his head and looked into the distance, "I will try to get as close to them as possible to see if there are any opportunities to strike, but I can't guarantee you anything. Also, tell them not to make any sword noises when flying, for fear that others will not.
