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Chapter 954: Conspiracy Theory

"Teng!"

In the dream, Lin Zhao rolled over and got up from the bed, walked out of the room and stood under the moonlight. He deeply hugged the illusory figure standing on the lotus pond in the distance, just like the young man who ordered the three armies on the snowy Tianchi.

The next moment, Lin Zhao directly stated his inference without too much politeness.

"This catastrophe comes from the upper world."

Lin Zhao said softly: "To be specific, it comes from Wuwu Mountain in the upper realm of the demon clan. The roots of Wuwu Mountain have been corroded to the point that once the time is right, Wuwu Mountain will fall directly from the upper realm to the lower realm.

, the demon tribe is one of the plotters, and what they are plotting is the fall of the sacred mountain."

"..."

The illusory figure of the sage seemed to be stunned, and said: "Why do you infer this?"

"There are three inches of time and water sealed in the hilt of my sword. When I was practicing, I spied some secrets. I can still understand part of the opponent's plans and plans from various details."

Lin Zhao gently raised his hand and patted the hilt of the sword, saying: "A long time ago, they began to corrode the roots of Wuwu Mountain, and I also saw another suspended sacred mountain in my dream, which should be the Void Mountain in the upper world.

, a lot of the spiritual roots of mountains and rivers in Void Mountain have been seized, presumably in order to use the power of Void Mountain to penetrate the boundary wall to complete the fall of Wuwu Mountain."

He gritted his teeth and said: "Senior Wang of the Strategist family died fighting in the Demonic Abyss. I heard that millions of demons holding umbrellas have infiltrated into the three realms. The whereabouts of these millions of demons holding umbrellas have not yet been found in the upper realm.

If I guessed correctly, it is hidden deep in Wuwu Mountain."

"Why do you infer that the target of millions of demons holding umbrellas is the lower world?"

"because……"

Lin Zhao took a deep breath: "Umbrella-holding inner demons have appeared in the territories of demons and humans, and this kind of thing has never appeared in the lower world before. Everyone knows the truth. Before a heavy rain comes, a few drops will be dropped.

So I dare to conclude that their real planning target is the lower realm."

As he spoke, he paused and continued: "A Wuwu Mountain descends from the sky with millions of inner demons holding umbrellas. It can easily destroy the entire lower realm. Once the lower realm is destroyed, the Three Realms will surely be reshuffled.

The beneficiary must be the ambitious Monster Clan, and the place where the war starts is Panyun Mountain, otherwise the Monster Clan would not withdraw the troops from the five military tents and give up a large area of ​​territory without any reason."

In the air, the ethereal sage said: "Speak more clearly."

"yes!"

Lin Zhao nodded gently, and then spoke loudly -

"The ultimate goal of the demon clan is to go south, but they just relied on the power of Wuwu Mountain and the millions of demons holding umbrellas. Some time ago, Yu Zhi banned the mountains, rivers, wind and rain gods in the northern region. In fact, it was to stabilize Wuwu Mountain after the impact.

It’s just the situation in the world of demon clan.”

"There are also movements in the world of neon clothes. After the ancient Zhuozuan Pass went south, not only did they not burn, kill and loot like before, but they got along with the local people in peace, bought grain and grass in large quantities, and carried out sporadic killings from Tongjing Lake to the former site of Dongwu Kingdom.

Stock up on food and grass.”

"So, according to their plan this time, the elites from the demon world and Nishang world will go south. Once they have enough food, grass and logistics, millions of demon cavalry will be a nightmare for the human world."

"If I were the planner of the Monster Clan, after the fall of Wuwu Mountain, I would naturally level the snow-covered Tianchi Lake as soon as possible, and then I would head straight south and hit the Xijian River."

"I heard from Han Xin, the Soldier Immortal, that the Monster Clan dispatched a Thirteenth Realm Fireman to move all the mountains in the Western Wilderness to the lower reaches of the Xijian River. Probably the Monster Clan's intention is to use these mountains to fill up the land and cut off the Xijian River.

Jiang, in order to disrupt the water transportation of the Xijian River, causing my aunt to completely lose her fighting power."

"In recent days, the three northern states of the human race have been receiving orders for bronze urns. I asked Huang Tingyu to check. This kind of bronze urn is very similar to the jar used by the Ghost Dao Sect to seal the soul, and many things are invisible.

The light ones, like the inner demons holding an umbrella, must rely on the protection of the oil-paper umbrella to stay in the world forever."

"So, I conclude that once the Snowy Tianchi is breached, a large number of monsters and demon monks will carry a large number of bronze urns containing the demons holding umbrellas and go south, directly allowing these demons to bypass Xijianjiang and Fusu.

The culling of the Great Wall, heading towards the southern territory that is wreaking havoc on the human world."

"With the help of the demons holding the umbrella, the armies of the monsters and demons will be invincible. On the human side, not only will they face strong offensive pressure, but people's hearts will also be disturbed by the demons holding the umbrella. When the time comes,

It may be defeated without a fight, or it may even surrender without a fight, it's possible."

Having said this, he frowned and said: "I am just a fifth-level swordsman in the lower realm. I only know about the upper realm from other people's mouths. I don't know much about the power disputes in the upper realm. But

Even if these things I have deduced based on the clues I know are not very accurate, I believe they are not too far away from the real answer."

"Lin Zhao."

The figure of the sage in the wind said calmly: "If you were to organize the human race, what would you do to resolve this catastrophe?"

"The chess game has been decided, and it is impossible to truly resolve it."

Lin Zhao clasped his fists respectfully, his eyes full of clarity, and said: "But if it is really up to me to make the layout, I will trade space for time. If I don't ask for a big battle to crush the enemy's plan, I will give up a lot of territory in the Northern Territory.

, even the Fusu Great Wall does not need to be defended, maintaining the vitality of the human monks, step by step through the strongholds, strong walls, clearing the fields, cannibalization and other methods to bring down the monsters and demons, and after the fall of the sacred mountain, the energy of the upper and lower realms

Luck has been opened up. What the lower realm monks need is time to get familiar with and integrate the rules of the upper realm. Then they will have the capital to deal with the inner demons of the umbrella, and even completely eliminate all the inner demons of the umbrella!"

"okay, I get it."

In the wind, the figure of the sage slowly disappeared: "Lin Zhao, you are very good. You are worthy of being Sui Han's disciple."

As he spoke, the dream slowly disappeared.



"ah?!"

Lin Zhao suddenly woke up from his dream. Everything seemed to have really happened. Even his impassioned speech in the dream was so real. He was sweating and gritted his teeth.

Is it true?

If it is true, who is that sage?

In fact, Lin Zhao had been collecting all kinds of detailed clues in order to deduce the truth. But when he was really close to the truth, he felt that it was best if it was not true, because no matter how he plotted the plot, this

Once a catastrophe strikes, it is a disaster.

Snowy Tianchi is the first to bear the brunt and is the most responsible human mountain gate.

But after this catastrophe, many people may die in Snowy Tianchi, and the entire army may even be annihilated. By then, Lin Zhao, Huang Tingyu, Zhu Zhi, Chen Ben, Yu Wanning, Chu Yu, and Liu Li

Yingying, Dongzang and others will all die, even Xiao Jiuer who is far away in Changming Mountain will die.

A hundred years ago, everything Lin Zhao cherished had already turned into smoke once, and he didn't want to experience it again.

However, if a disaster really comes, can we escape?

If he, Lin Zhao, really avoided it, I'm afraid both the master and the husband would be extremely disappointed. By then, what would be the meaning of Lin Zhao's life? I'm afraid it would be even more uncomfortable than death.

He sat on the bedside and looked out the window at the moonlight. He was destined to have no sleep tonight.



Upper boundary, in front of the old millstone.

Several sages smiled kindly.

"how?"

The Holy Master smiled and said: "My disciple Sui Han is worthy of the title of plotter, right?"

Bing Zu couldn't help but laugh: "He is Lin Baiyi, so it was expected, but... I really didn't expect that this little guy could deduce the truth in the lower realm. It's really amazing.

.”

Mozi said: "This millstone theory is almost completed. Among the deductions made by more than thirty leaders and heroes in the world, only Lin Zhao's deduction is closest to the truth, and it is far better than others. His deduction

The inference is particularly wonderful, complete and meticulous, and even the strategies to deal with it are also given."

"The mastermind theory is indeed Lin Zhao's best."

Daozu smiled and said: "However, we old guys can't just nod and decide on such a big matter as the mastermind discussion. Moreover, Lin Zhao is a descendant of the most holy master after all, so we can't let others point fingers.

The nose says that we are partial and have given up such a great merit as being a mastermind in the world to our own people."

"Um."

The Most Holy Master nodded and said with a smile: "I will give a blank dossier to Lin Zhao and ask him to write down his complete response strategy. After that, I will summon outstanding figures from hundreds of schools of thought in the upper world, in our Confucian literary forest.

Open a 'Public Opinion Hall' where everyone can express their opinions and criticize Lin Zhao's strategy. Until everyone nods in recognition, then the title of the mastermind of the world will be rightfully placed on Lin Zhao. What do you think?

?”

"Can."

Daozu, Bingzu, and Mozi all nodded.

“So best.”

The Holy Master smiled slightly, flicked his sleeves, and suddenly a golden blank file turned into a golden light that penetrated the boundary wall and fell straight to somewhere in the world.



Jiyundu, Yushuixuan.

In the wind, a figure floated down. It was a woman in a long skirt, holding a long sword with a white jade scabbard. She was Zhao Shutong, the eldest princess of the Shang Dynasty.

"See Your Highness."

Wen Shuoyang walked out of the room and clasped his fists respectfully.

No matter how great Wen Shuoyang was back then, after Lin Baiyi decided on the strategy, the real battle was won by Wen Shuoyang's command. In the Great Shang Dynasty, he could be said to be the only one, but in the end he was still a minister.

And Zhao Shutong has royal blood and is the master.

"Marquis Wen, there is no need to be polite."

Zhao Shutong pursed his red lips and said, "I heard that someone in White Deer Academy fell into a dream and dreamed of sages inquiring about world affairs. Is Marquis Wen also in a dream?"

"Um."

Wen Shuoyang said: "I had a dream about the same time. I saw an immortal in the dream, and told everything I knew and inferred, but then there was no more. If nothing else, there are people in the world who have deduced it.

Closer to the truth than I, Wen Shuoyang."

"ah?"

Zhao Shutong's delicate body trembled, turned to look north, and said: "Could it be him?"

"Of course."

Wen Shuoyang smiled casually: "A hundred years ago, he defeated me, Wen Shuoyang, for a while, and now it's nothing unusual to win again."

As he spoke, he stretched his arms lazily and said: "Your Highness, I have to go back to catch up on my sleep, so I won't send you off."

"..."

Zhao Shutong said: "Is Marquis Wen really that relaxed?"

"nature."

Wen Shuoyang smiled and said: "With Lin Baiyi in the world, I, Wen Shuoyang, will naturally have a reason to be lazy."


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