Chapter four hundred and ninetieth silver lining and overall situation
When Mingyangzi saw Liu Qinghuan kneeling down, the smile on his face gradually disappeared. He slowly walked a few steps in front of him, lowered his head and asked, "What's going on?"
Looking behind him, Ming Yangzi's expression became serious, with a hint of low pressure: "Where is your second senior brother?"
Liu Qinghuan couldn't raise his head in shame: "Second Senior Brother, in order to save me..."
Before he finished speaking, Mingyangzi took a staggering step back, his old face seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.
Liu Qinghuan was shocked, rushed over to support him, and said quickly: "Second Senior Brother, in order to save me, the Dharma Body was destroyed by the Nascent Soul cultivator from another world, but the soul and golden elixir are still there."
As he spoke, he reached into his clothes and carefully took out Ji Yue's golden elixir: "However, senior brother seems to have fallen into a deep sleep."
Ming Yangzi took a breath and said angrily: "You little bastard, can you speak without hesitation? Do you want to scare me to death?"
As he said that, he slapped Liu Qinghuan on the head.
He screamed and hugged his head: "Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't fight!"
On the other side, Ming Yangzi had already picked up Jiyue's golden elixir, looked at the soul sleeping in the golden elixir with regret, turned over his hand and took out a box carved from mist-shrouded ice, put it in and put it away.
Then he shouted: "Come in! Tell me everything that happened in your line of work!"
Liu Qinghuan followed him reluctantly and walked to the house.
The master and the apprentice talked behind closed doors for a long time. After understanding everything, Ming Yangzi looked at his little apprentice with burning eyes, and was greatly shocked by the secret he knew.
Liu Qinghuan's whole body tensed up. If he could, he would certainly not tell anything about the Sanmulberry tree. It wasn't that he didn't trust Mingyangzi or Ji Yue, but that the Sanmulberry tree was extraordinary. The more people who knew about it, the less they knew whether it was a blessing or a curse.
But now that Ji Yue has seen the roots of the Sanmulberry tree extending from his Dantian, he does not want to find other reasons to deceive or prevaricate. At least his senior brother and master are trustworthy.
Ming Yangzi tapped the table next to his hand, lost in thought, and said after a while: "I remembered something... Back then, Old Man Tianji used prediction techniques to calculate that the sealing war would be very dangerous, but there was only one way.
A glimmer of hope."
Liu Qinghuan was confused. This was the first time he heard this saying: "A... glimmer of... life?"
After speaking, his eyes widened in surprise and he said: "Master, you are not talking about me, are you?"
Ming Yangzi said: "Yes, at that time he calculated that a glimmer of hope existed at the Immortal Ascension Conference when you first entered. However, our various factions secretly observed, but did not find anything abnormal at all, and we do not know what this glimmer of vitality refers to.
.Now it seems that it will most likely fall on you."
Liu Qinghuan felt a big stone hit her head and was stunned: "Wha, what? How is that possible!"
Ming Yangzi twirled his long beard with satisfaction and said with a smile: "If I tell Lord Ling Yang that my apprentice is the only chance of survival, the old guy will definitely be so angry that he vomits blood."
After laughing, Ming Yangzi quickly said seriously: "I think you should know that it is very difficult to upgrade an interface to a higher level, and the appearance of a sacred tree is the fastest, but also the rarest.
One. Sacred trees generally grow in the interface above the middle world, and even in the middle world, they are very rare. Although I don’t know how it will affect the sealing war in our interface, there is no doubt that it will
Yes, this can definitely be called a 'line of hope'."
He patted the still dazed Liu Qinghuan on the shoulder comfortingly: "You are indeed my disciple. The sacred tree will choose you. It really has vision! This is your great opportunity. You will go further than us!"
"Master..." Liu Qinghuan felt mixed emotions in his heart, feeling that the responsibility on his shoulders was suddenly so heavy that it could overwhelm him.
"Okay, don't be squeaking." Mingyangzi said: "For us monks, every step we take is filled with dangers and opportunities."
He stood up and paced back and forth in the room, considering various pros and cons, and said: "You can't let other people know about this matter for the time being. I will find a way to cover up the matter about the Wuyuqiu mine. And since you have reached the late stage of Jindan,
, just stop worrying about other things for the time being, return to the sect and start retreating, and prepare to attack Nascent Soul."
Liu Qinghuan thought for a while and said: "Master, although my cultivation has reached the Great Perfection, I have no premonition of having a baby..."
"Not now, maybe after a few decades of seclusion there will be." Ming Yangzi interrupted him, walked to the desk beside him, sat down, picked up a pen and started writing a letter, saying: "Don't be in danger now.
On the front line, I will explain this matter to the sect."
Liu Qinghuan was filled with gratitude and bowed down with great respect: "Thank you, Master!"
Ming Yangzi glanced up at him while writing: "Monkey, why don't you come quickly and sharpen your ink for me?"
Liu Qinghuan quickly got up and picked up the ink stick: "Master, are you writing a letter to Senior Brother?"
Mingyangzi snorted and said without raising his head: "Yes, those old guys! They sent my disciples all over the world. Your senior brother has been out there for a long time! Now your second senior brother has suffered such a disaster.
Difficult, I am an old man who is heartbroken and in urgent need of the comfort of my disciples!"
The corners of Liu Qinghuan's eyes twitched, she suppressed her laughter and cried, and said worriedly: "Second Senior Brother..."
"Don't worry about Yue'er. He will be returned to you as a complete senior brother after a short period of time."
"oh."
When Liu Qinghuan walked out of the house, he felt his whole body relaxed a lot. With his master supporting him in front, he had the courage to fight against the sky falling.
After returning to his small courtyard and sleeping soundly for two days, his fatigue was finally gone. He opened the door full of energy and saw Di Rou waiting at the entrance of the courtyard.
Seeing him come out, Di Rou muttered: "Master, you finally came out."
Liu Qing smiled and said, "Little girl, how long have you been waiting?"
Di Rou only hesitated for a moment before she smiled again and began to talk about her experiences during this time.
Speaking of which, to this day, Liu Qinghuan has not officially accepted Emperor Rou as his disciple. He was busy with the war before and rarely had any free time every day, so this matter has been delayed.
Since Di Rou got over her relationship with her father, she often stayed by Yan Jing's side to make up for the missing father-daughter love for many years.
Now that he has time, he should find a time to formally let her perform the apprenticeship ceremony.
The two of them chatted and laughed and went to the front. Ming Yangzi was not there. They thought they went to the headquarters of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance. There were a few letters on the table.
Liu Qinghuan picked it up and found that it was all his own.
After flipping through the letters, there was a letter from Mo Qianli telling him that he had left Jade Dragon City and had now gone to Eagle's Nest City. There were also letters from other acquaintances telling him or asking some questions.
At the bottom is a letter from Sao Feng Continent, which is quite thick.
Di Rou asked curiously: "Master, who sent this?"
Liu Qinghuan tore open the envelope and said casually: "It's a good friend of mine in Sao Feng Continent."
He glanced at it and his brows furrowed more and more.
The letter was written by Lele and Yanhua.
The situation on Sao Feng's side is very bad now. Gangfeng Prefecture, where the Ten Thousand Demons Valley is located, has been basically occupied by people from the Yin Yue Blood Realm, who have begun to invade Damochuan.
There are many mortal countries on the Damo River, and most of them are mortals. Mortals are the foundation of the world of immortality. Without such a large number of mortals, the number of new immortality cultivators will also decrease sharply.
However, the world of immortal cultivation in Xiaofeng Continent is not like Yun Mengze's side. It cannot compare with this side in terms of overall scheduling, mobility, and execution.
There are four sects in Yunmengze that integrate the entire world of immortality like a monolith, but the Sao Feng Continent is often fragmented and trapped in separate battles.
This is also the reason why the Yin Yue Blood Realm was able to establish a foothold there so quickly. In the letter, Lele expressed his dissatisfaction with those sects and worries about the current situation in a roaring tone.
There is another page at the back with Yan Hua's handwriting, describing the situation in very simple and calm words, explaining that the recent offensive in the other world has become more and more fierce, and finally making a request.
It was this request that made Liu Qinghuan frown.
Di Rou asked cautiously: "Master, what's wrong?"
Liu Qinghuan pondered for a moment and said: "Rou'er, how do you think we, Yunmengze and Sao Feng Continent, should handle each other's relationship in this war?"
Di Rou blinked her clear spring-like eyes and said, "Is it your friend asking you for help?"
"That's right. They want us to send people over to help them resist the invasion from another world, but we have too much to take care of ourselves, and the alliance probably doesn't agree, so my friend hopes that I can help them deal with it."
Di Rou is not an ordinary woman, and her intelligence is very comparable to others. She said: "We and they belong to the same interface, and of course we have to help each other. But we also have to resist the invasion ourselves, and the manpower is not that sufficient, so it is impossible to send
A large number of monks are passing by. Instead of letting them count on this help, which will not be of much use, it is better to let them stand up on their own!"
Liu Qinghuan's eyes lit up and he said with interest: "How do you say that?"
Di Rou clasped her hands behind her back, shook her head and said: "It is better to teach a man how to fish than to teach him how to fish. What the Sao Feng Continent lacks is not people, but a general. It is said in the mortal military books: A general is the auxiliary of the country.
If you assist Zhou, the country will be strong; if you assist Zhou, the country will be weak. Therefore, in a war, there cannot be a decision-maker who coordinates the overall situation and issues orders. Otherwise, it is like scattered sand, doing its own thing without any rules. There is also a saying: The country
You can't live without a king, and you can't live without a family for a day. Our world of immortality naturally has no king and no owner, but when facing a large-scale war, we also need an effective organization, such as our alliance of immortality.
.This is something we can help them build, which is much better than just sending a few people there."
Liu Qinghuan said thoughtfully: "This is not easy. There are no sects over there that are as prestigious as the four sects and can convince the public. If they could be established, they would have been established long ago, and they would not be in such disarray like now."
Di Rou had a cold look on her face, but her delicate body exuded a powerful and confident aura: "But we do! In this life-and-death situation, they have experienced the horror of the Yin Moon Blood Realm and know the cruelty of war.
, at this time we will send capable people over, and their acceptance will be much higher than at the beginning. Then through step-by-step guidance, they will slowly establish their own immortal cultivation alliance and command hub, although this is very time-consuming.
It will take a longer time and cannot be solved overnight, but it is the most fundamental way to solve the problem."
Liu Qinghuan had known that Emperor Rou had great wisdom, but now he looked at her with admiration again. She was indeed Yan Jing's daughter.
However, a general who can strategize and have prestige is not so easy to find.
As a cultivator improves, his spiritual intelligence will also improve. No cultivator is a fool or fool. But only some people with extraordinary talents can achieve true wisdom and wisdom. When wisdom reaches its limit,
What is compared is not only the aura of the mind, but also the overall situation, knowing what to do and what to do, etc., and even temperament will affect the display of resourcefulness.
No matter how intelligent a person with a small belly can be, how far can he see? Those who plan for the overall situation are not enough to plan for a region, and those who do not plan for the eternity are not enough for a certain moment.
The people sent to Sao Feng Continent must be able to handle complex sect relationships, balance the interests of all parties, and even gain a foothold step by step on their own, which is not something ordinary people can do.
Liu Qinghuan thought about the feasibility of this matter, shook the letter paper in his hand, and sighed slightly: maybe he should make an effort just for the sake of the friendship between Lele and Yan Hua.
The two masters and apprentices discussed some small details again. As for the subsequent meeting with Yan Jing, negotiations and communication with the alliance, etc., these are things for later and will not be mentioned for the time being.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Liu Qinghuan let Di Rou go, got up and walked out.
Di Rou chased after her and asked, "Master, are you looking for Aunt Mu?"
Liu Qinghuan slapped her feet and said with a smile: "I still have other things to do. I'll see your Aunt Mu later."
Di Rou stamped her feet and pouted: "You are so cold to Aunt Mu. Aunt Mu is even sad. Master hates it!"
Liu Qinghuan sighed and made a stern look: "What do children know about adults' affairs?"
He continued to walk forward when he heard Emperor Judo behind him: "Huh! I'm not young anymore. Master, you think too much and are confused."
Liu Qinghuan smiled bitterly, but did not stop. He only waved his hand and said: "I know, I will go see your Aunt Mu later."
Yes, he has a lot of worries now. As the war continues, he has no time to talk about the love between his children.
The sealing war came too suddenly, hitting everyone on the head like a bolt from the blue. The bloody and fierce battles in Qianye Mountain day after day made him no longer sure about the future.
In today's world, he will live today and die tomorrow, and he is often at the forefront of the storm, struggling on the edge of extreme danger. If he accidentally dies, why should a woman bear the pain and separation?
So wouldn't it be better to end everything before it really starts?
He was also hesitant and unable to make a decision.
However, some things cannot be avoided for a long time. After all, he was the one who provoked the situation in the first place, and now he is the one who is holding back. Therefore, what should be said clearly should be made clear as early as possible.
Liu Qinghuan swallowed the bitterness and walked all the way out of Yandang Fort.
At this time, the setting sun was like blood, a desolate mist floated on Qianye Mountain in the distance, and the huge space crack in the sky looked ugly and terrifying.
The plains were covered with desolation, and the uninterrupted fighting continued. The people coming and going looked tired and numb, and most of them had expressionless faces.
The smoke and dew are heavy with frost, and the wind howls, the sad sound invades Zheng's robe.
According to the saddle, there are sand and moraine, and the white bones are left and burned.