"The sect leader thinks that even if the conflict between the two direct disciples cannot be reconciled, what are the chances of it causing a war between the two supreme sects?"
Ling Xiao suddenly opened his mouth and asked the enemy of ten thousand people.
"Two direct disciples..."
A trace of gloom flashed in the eyes of the enemy. When the young master of the Demon Sect was killed, he did not dare to intervene.
Although the current conflict between the young master of the Qin clan and the true successor of the Immortal Sect is more complicated, it has even affected the face of the two clans.
But according to the thinking of the enemy, if both sides refuse to give in, the most they can do is send a few cannon fodder forces to have a collision, make the situation louder, and finally let it go.
After all, both Emperor Qin and Immortal Master Yunshui are old foxes who have lived for hundreds of years. How could they be defeated because of two disciples fighting to the death?
"Hey, Xiao'er, although I don't know if the means you arranged will succeed, but even if it succeeds... I'm afraid it won't be able to shake the foundation of these two clans."
Ten Thousand Enemies sighed, having a headache.
He could trust Ling Xiao's courage and methods.
But after all, he was still too young and did not understand how deep the thoughts of these supreme Taoist masters and clan leaders were.
To use a common saying, who can live to their age is not a thousand-year-old fox?
"A sneeze."
An old woman in Qingqiu sneezed for nothing.
"So, this is what I want to discuss with the sect master and the great elder."
Ling Xiao smiled calmly, with a calm calmness on his face.
This scene fell into the eyes of two people who were enemies of thousands of people, and made their hearts skip a beat.
Do you dare to believe that our young master has already planned everything?
"The fire has been lit. No matter what, the two supreme orthodoxy will not take the initiative to admit their mistakes this time. What we have to do is to fan the wind on the side to spread the fire."
Ling Xiao sneered, the devilish light in his pair of starry eyes was very much like a big devil preparing to kill people.
"Fan yourself?"
Ten Thousand Enemies suddenly thought of something, and there was also a hint of trembling in his eyes.
"You mean..."
"Sect Master, there should be a lot of secrets from our Demon Sect in the Yunshuo Immortal Sect, right?"
Ling Xiao nodded and smiled, "Now it's time for them to use their remaining energy."
"But…"
"Sect Master, if you miss this opportunity, I'm afraid it won't be available again in the future. Since you've been a traitor, you should have understood your own value long ago."
"At the same time, I will also report to my father and ask him to secretly arrange for the Qin clan's spies to assist and massacre the Qin clan's vassal forces and the disciples who are out for training. By then, the situation will be completely out of control."
On the way here, Ling Xiao already knew from the spies that the great elder of the Yunshuo Immortal Sect went to the Qin clan and finally issued a war post.
The conflict between the two sects has obviously reached a point where it cannot be eased.
Any changes by either party now will arouse countless suspicions from the other party.
"But if this happens, the centuries-old arrangement of our Ten Thousand Dao Demon Sect will be completely destroyed...if it is exposed..."
Yuwenba obviously still hesitated.
What Ling Xiao is doing is something he has thought about for decades.
But... the price of this plan must be bloodshed and ruined lives!
It seems that the entire Holy State has not had a collision of supreme orthodoxy for nearly a hundred years.
"Great Elder, please don't be kind to women."
Ling Xiao raised his head, looked at the tens of thousands of enemies in the hall, and waited quietly.
"Xiao'er, this matter is of great importance. Please let me... think about it again."
Ten Thousand Enemies sighed, still with a trace of lingering fear on his face.
"Okay! But Sect Master, you'd better give me an answer quickly, otherwise I won't be able to order any action from the Ling clan."
Ling Xiao nodded, turned around and walked out of the hall.
The remaining tens of thousands of enemies in the main hall looked at each other with Yu Wenba. After a long while, they secretly sighed, "This boy is amazing."
"The Great Elder thinks..."
"It's doable! The worst thing is... just to arrange it for another hundred years, it won't cause much loss to our sect's heritage."
"Then... give the order."
Ten Thousand Enemies nodded and looked up in the direction outside the hall.
At this time, he seemed to have seen a blood cloud coming towards the Eastern Frontier.
The troubled times are about to begin, who will eventually become the master of this world?
"Xiao'er, I'll do it!"
At this moment, Ling Xiao's ears suddenly heard the voice of ten thousand enemies.
A faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the former's mouth.
"Young Master!! Young Master!!!"
Outside the main hall, countless disciples suddenly surged toward Ling Xiao.
The latter's face was stunned, and his figure disappeared instantly.
…
At the top of the Ten Thousand Sacred Mountains, Ling Xiao sat cross-legged in the cave with his eyes closed.
"Little Lord."
Xiao Tu's voice suddenly came from outside the door. Ling Xiao opened his eyes and said calmly, "Come in."
Now that Xiao Tu has been given a soul seal by him, he can be said to be absolutely loyal.
What made Ling Xiao a little surprised was that after not seeing him for a few days, this guy's luck actually increased by 200 points, and his aura had completely entered the realm of breaking the delusion!
"Have you had any adventures recently?"
Ling Xiao didn't know about Xiao Tu's experience.
But the revenge that can make a true descendant of the Demon Sect take revenge even if he becomes a soul slave must be a blood feud.
Holy Son Yuanyue, although Ling Xiao still doesn’t know where this Holy Son comes from, but...
It is obviously unreasonable to be able to become the holy son of the supreme orthodoxy without any luck.
This troubled world is chaotic precisely because evildoers emerge in large numbers, and children of destiny are everywhere.
And with all the luck in Xiao Tu's body, he might not be a match for the Holy Son.
At most, it's just a bigger stepping stone.
It seems that we have to think of a way to help the Holy Son become wiser.
"Young Master Ming Ming, I went to the mountains for training a few days ago and found a spirit fruit. After taking it, the Soul Palace was raised by dozens of feet."
A flash of excitement flashed in Xiao Tu's eyes.
Although his cultivation has reached the threshold of breaking the illusion, it is said that Saint Yuanyue has already stepped into the threshold of breaking the illusion for a long time.
Xiao Tu had no chance of winning against him, but now...
His soul turned into a big leaning staff.
He came today precisely to ask for a blessing from the young master.
Since the young master is good at the soul seal technique, he must have mastered some kind of soul technique.
If the young master can give him some pointers, he may not be able to kill the Holy Son of Yuanyue if he uses his soul skills by surprise.
"Soul Palace? The power of the soul?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and instantly understood Xiao Tu's intention.
"What a coincidence, I actually have an ancient divine art here."
Ling Xiao smiled indifferently, and suddenly grasped his hand, and saw a black round stone instantly appeared in his hand, exuding a faint soul light.
"This is…"
"The soul sword technique left by a soul master, but this ancient technique is incomplete. There is only one style, but its power is quite terrifying. You can practice it and try it. If you succeed, you can break through the realm of delusion. If you fail to succeed..."
Ling Xiao opened the system mall, found the Soul Technique column, and chose a relatively simple soul technique for Xiao Tu.
"It's up to you, Spiral Snail Seal, to open your spiritual consciousness."
"Yes! Young Master!"
Xiao Tu's eyes narrowed, with a hint of expectation, and then a wave of waves hit him instantly, sealing towards his sea of consciousness.
"Buzz."
The space trembled and the sound of the message was loud.
At this time, the eyes of all the powerful men in the entire Wandao Demon Sect were looking towards the top of the mountain.
"What a terrible fluctuation... What kind of magic is this?"