Wan Huayu started talking about business directly, saying: "Two world disciples have received news from Yingsha City. They hope that we can cooperate with each other and go all out to seize the Holy Source of Spiritual Spring."
"When the Holy Source Spiritual Spring is born, they will lead the strong humans in Yingsha City to contain the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon and most of the beast kings, creating opportunities for us."
Everyone was whispering and communicating with each other.
If the human monks can truly unite and cooperate inside and outside, then the chances of seizing the Holy Source of Spiritual Spring will be greatly increased.
Feng Wanli immediately asked: "How should we distribute it if we hide in the Holy Source Spiritual Spring?"
Wan Hua said: "According to the wishes of the two realms, they took 70% of it and distributed it to the major forces participating in the battle in the city. Our five major forces outside can take 30% of it. When fighting for the Holy Source of Spiritual Spring,
Whoever contributes more will get more. What do you think?"
In Yingsha City, there are not only thousands of sects and families, large and small, but also countless martial arts practitioners and warriors from the ruins.
They split 70% equally, which is not too much.
When the Holy Source Spiritual Spring is born, it must be massive. Even if only 30% is left, it is still a quite huge number.
No one can seize the Holy Source of Spiritual Spring on their own. If they can cooperate, they will naturally choose to cooperate.
Everyone present had no opinion.
The next step is to assign tasks to all parties and make careful arrangements to ensure nothing goes wrong.
"The Feng family is proficient in the art of raising ghosts. When the holy source of spiritual spring comes out, you can release the undead ghosts and cause chaos to the barbarian tribe."
"Xuanjian Sect is responsible for containing the savage beasts in the north, Black Market First Grade Hall is responsible for containing the savage beasts in the south, and I will lead Wanjia's soldiers to launch an attack from the front."
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Wan Huayu has been with Wan Zhiyi all year round in battles in the north and south. She has experienced hundreds of battles, large and small, and is very proficient in troop formation and overall planning. She has a commander-in-chief demeanor.
Feng Wanli stared at the sand table and asked: "We are all going to fight the wild beasts, who is going to get the holy source of spiritual spring?"
Wan Huayu's starry eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen, showed a smile, and said: "Master Gu is qualified for this task."
Immediately afterwards, Wan Huayu said again: "Under Master Gu, there are at least four masters who have the fighting power to compete with the Beast King. Among them, Da Sikong and Er Sikong are the strongest ones on the "Half Saint Foreign Ranking".
As long as there is no accident, it is enough to seize the Holy Source and Spiritual Spring. Mr. Gu, what do you think?"
From beginning to end, Zhang Ruochen never said a word and remained silent. It was only then that he smiled and said, "I have no objection."
"I have an opinion."
Feng Wanli stood up and said: "Gu Linfeng is indeed surrounded by experts, but what if he takes away the holy source of spiritual spring and devours it for himself?"
The other monks also had the same worries.
Among the representatives of the Xuanjian Sect, a middle-aged beauty in her thirties showed a serious expression and said: "Feng Wanli's worries do have some truth. Seizing the Holy Source Spirit Spring is of great importance.
There can be no surprises. I suggest that our four major forces each send a top expert to fight with the Son of the Blood God."
The middle-aged beautiful woman's name is "Jingyi Bansheng", she is the wife of the head of the Xuanjian Sect, and she has a very high status in the Xuanjian Sect.
At the same time, Jing Yi's semi-saint's cultivation is also extremely powerful, and he has already survived a quasi-saint tribulation.
At this time, an old man from the First Grade Hall of the Black Market in the North Territory also came out and put forward the same opinion as Half Saint Xuanyi.
"There must be one person from our Black Market First Grade Hall who personally participates in fighting for the Holy Source of Spiritual Spring."
That old man, named Patriarch Huo Yuan, had also survived a quasi-holy tribulation, and his strength was comparable to that of the Half-Saint Xuanyi.
Above the ninth level of semi-saint, there is the "Three Tribulations of Quasi-Saint".
The three quasi-sage kalpas are: the fourth and ninth kalpas, the eighth and ninth kalpas, and the kalpas of life and death.
Becoming a saint is not easy, and each calamity is extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, your body and soul will be destroyed.
Of course, every time a catastrophe is passed, the monk's holy soul and body will undergo huge transformations, and his cultivation level will increase dramatically.
Only by surviving three calamities and experiencing three transformations can one transcend the mortal world and become a saint.
Most of the characters on the "Half-Saint List" and "Half-Saint Ranking" have survived two quasi-holy tribulations, or three quasi-holy tribulations.
Only creatures with extraordinary talents can be exceptions.
For example, most of the world disciples in the human race are still in the realm of ninth-level semi-saints, but they have already appeared on the "Half-Saint Ranking" and ranked high.
There is also the Sky-Swallowing Demonic Dragon among the savage beasts, which has not yet entered the realm of quasi-sage.
Most of the beast kings of the twelve barbarian beast groups have survived two quasi-holy tribulations.
Of course, there are a few beast kings who have only survived one quasi-holy tribulation, but with the blood of divine beasts, their explosive combat power is comparable to those of beast kings who have survived two quasi-holy tribulations.
It was finally determined that Wan Huayu, Half-Saint Jingyi, Ancestor Huo Yuan, and Feng Wanli would work with Zhang Ruochen to seize the Holy Source of Spiritual Spring.
Afterwards, everyone conducted a series of arrangements and discussions before leaving.
When Zhang Ruochen and Sun Dadi returned to the hiding formation, Qing Mo was cooking something. On the iron rack, riding a more than 20 meters long Huojinwu, it had been roasted to a golden light and exuded a rich meaty aroma.
Not far away, there are two large iron pots, one is stewing soup and the other is making stir-fry.
All the monks gathered around Qing Mo, staring directly at the Huojincrow meat and the two large iron pots.
Xiao Hei was like a little white dog, squatting under the golden black flesh, his eyes widened as big as a fist, licking his lips again and again, and asked: "Are you done?"
"Not yet!" Qing Mo said.
"I can't wait any longer. Even if it's not cooked yet, why can't I pay for it with a bite first?"
Xiao Hei couldn't bear it any longer, so he jumped up and rushed towards Huojinwurou. Its mouth opened wider and wider, and in the end, it became more than 20 meters long, which was quite terrifying.
However, before Xiao Hei's tongue touched Huo Jin Wu's flesh, Da Sikong grabbed its tail and dragged it back.
"Amitabha! Black Donor, you are so dark! Do you want to swallow the entire Fire Golden Crow in one gulp?" Da Sikong said.
Er Sikong also stood up and said: "Donor Qingmo just said that the Fire Golden Crow has reached the ninth-level semi-saint realm and contains a very huge amount of energy."
"Now, she has used some special secret methods and added sixteen kinds of elixirs to make the essence contained in the fire-gold black meat become richer. Do not eat it before it is cooked. Once you eat it, there may be some disadvantages.
Impact."
Xiao Hei's eyes turned red, he struggled hard, threw himself forward, and shouted: "Who are you trying to scare? I haven't eaten anything before?"
Even with Da Sikong's cultivation level, there are some things he can't control.
As a last resort, Er Sikong also took action, making a handprint and pressing it towards Xiao Hei's head.
With the combined efforts of the two of them, Xiao Hei was finally suppressed.
Xiao Hei yelled: "Two bald donkeys, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking, and you also want to eat, right? Monks should be vegetarians. Eating meat is breaking the precepts and will ruin your practice."
Da Sikong recited a Buddha's name and looked very serious, saying: "After wine and meat pass through the intestines, it remains in the heart of the Buddha. Taking the precept of meat and meat is actually a kind of mental tempering."
"Do you believe that this emperor will tell your master, the old monk Indra, about this matter?" Xiao****.
Both Da Sikong and Er Sikong were startled, and the force they used was slightly reduced.
Taking this opportunity, Xiao Hei's body quickly shrank, becoming only the size of a mosquito, he broke free and once again pounced on the fire-gold crow meat on the iron frame.
"Snapped!"
Qing Mo held a silver-white kitchen knife in his hand, and with a slight wave, he knocked Xiao Hei away.
Qing Mo pursed his lips and reprimanded, "I told you that it's not cooked yet and can't be eaten. Xiao Hei, why are you disobedient?"
Zhang Ruochen naturally saw this scene with a surprised look in his eyes.
Xiao Hei's speed was quite astonishing, and even Sun Dadi couldn't catch it. However, Qing Mo just waved the kitchen knife lightly and sent Xiao Hei flying away.
Is it just a coincidence?
Seeing Zhang Ruochen return, everyone calmed down and stopped making as much noise as before.
"Let me take a stab at it, what is so fragrant?"
Sun Dadi smelled the fragrance and became excited.
With a clang, the iron rod in his hand fell to the ground. He took a step forward and rushed towards Huo Jin Wu Rou.
However, Sun Dadi was still several feet away from Huojinwurou, when Da Sikong tripped him and fell to the ground.
Zhang Ruochen also smelled the strong fragrance coming from the food, which aroused his appetite.
That kind of appetite even surpasses lust, desire and greed.
Even if a naked beauty, or a mountain of gold and silver, were placed in front of him, the attraction would probably not be as attractive as a piece of barbecue.
Zhang Ruochen used his strong will to suppress the desires in his heart. He seemed quite calm and walked towards Qing Mo, observing her carefully.
Qing Mo raised his head, met Zhang Ruochen's eyes, showed a timid look, and immediately looked away.
Huang Yanchen came over, appeared beside Zhang Ruochen, and asked, "Brother Chen, how was your discussion with Wan Huayu?"
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were still fixed on Qing Mo and said: "Qing Mo's cultivation should be very strong, right?"
Huang Yanchen was slightly startled and said: "As expected, I still can't hide it from you. In fact, Qing Mo's cultivation is extremely advanced. However, he has been growing up in the inner world of the Heavenly Wheel Seal and has never been in contact with the outside world, so he is very timid.
It’s also extremely simple.”
"Growth? What does this mean?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
Huang Yanchen said: "Qing Mo is not a human being, but a Qing Mo Holy Vine. It has been growing in the inner world of the Heavenly Wheel Seal for more than 40,000 years. Sixteen years ago, it finally cultivated into a human form."
Zhang Ruochen was already very confused and said: "Since her cultivation level is very high, why can she enter the Qinglong Ruins realm?"
Huang Yanchen hesitated for a moment and said: "When I took Qing Mo out of the Tianlun Seal, the Queen also knew about it. The Queen believed that a holy medicine that had grown for more than 40,000 years would definitely attract
Coveted by many.”
"So, the Queen used a heaven-defying method to cover up the aura and power of Qing Mo. As long as Qing Mo does not actively use the power of the Holy Realm, the space of the Qinglong Ruins Realm will not collapse."
Zhang Ruochen said: "In other words, Qing Mo is not the maid assigned to you by the Chen family at all?"
Huang Yanchen was silent for a long time, looked into Zhang Ruochen's eyes and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you."
"I'm just very curious, which of your words should I believe?"
Zhang Ruochen stared deeply at Huang Yanchen, feeling that she was both familiar and unfamiliar, making it difficult for people to see through her.
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