The monk lying on the ground respectfully reported.
"Yan Hua is dead?"
The long-bearded, white-haired old man sitting high in the Wonderful Realm opened his eyes, and even the vertical eyes on his forehead showed a bit of surprise: "Is it the hand that came out of the sea of blood?"
"Taoist Xuehai did take action, but it was not to kill Yan Huahua, but to resist Xitian Buddha."
The Almighty presented the scene of that day in detail, without adding any exaggeration or selfish changes, as if everything was happening again in front of me.
"He took action." The long-bearded, three-eyed old man in Wonderland sighed and nodded.
Xuehai finally expressed his attitude.
As the ancestor of one of the ten tribes of Yintian, Taoist Xuehai is extraordinary in both talent and conduct. If he did not want to realize the perfect sky-repairing method, Taoist Xuehai would not be stuck in this state.
The powerful man said in deep thought: "I'm reporting to our ancestors that the people in the clan are very angry."
"Because of that magical weapon, we can defeat our clan."
"This battle has shown even more magical power."
"My monks are born half a step shorter than him. If they meet him, they will die."
The three-eyed old man with a long beard said calmly: "He cultivates the way of life and death and practices the method of reincarnation. Naturally, our monks are subject to some restrictions. Don't act rashly for the time being. He has a great disaster coming, and someone will take him in when he comes."
"When the time comes, I'll crush the weapons and break the path of reincarnation."
"You go to Donghuang and ask that person if he still remembers the agreement."
"Here!"
…
"No need to be polite."
Wu Rong took two steps forward and used the many powerful powers of the Ning clan to support him.
After some pleasantries, the powerful officials were invited to enter the main ship hall.
The banquet went on as scheduled.
Time to night.
The guests enjoyed themselves.
The Nether Clan monks followed Ji Boxen and left, leaving only Ji Jianzun alone.
Although an alliance has been reached, all parties in the Underworld need great power. In addition, the monks still have to practice and maintain their cultivation, so they cannot follow the underworld. Therefore, the three-flowered powerful Jiejianzun in the clan is left to fight in the underworld.
An errand to accompany the underworld on an expedition south and east.
Wu Rong temporarily stayed with the high-level officials of the underworld to discuss future strategies.
Lord Yoshima was among them, but he was obviously just a spectator.
Wu Rong looked at the powerful six princes and said: "Since you are willing to submit to the underworld, you should become officials in the court..."
Tell the story of the various tribes in the Demonic Land.
At the same time, Yu Shen was ordered to measure the land and divide the major counties. All the people of the underworld must obey the order.
A powerful person can have his own dojo, but he does not have such a large territory and resources to support, so he can only retain his spiritual veins.
Everyone was still immersed in the joy of defeating the Hades.
Upon hearing this, they all frowned.
It's okay to be an official in the court, but it's just a sinecure, and you can come and go as you please like a guest.
Secondly, all resources and clans must be brought under the control of the imperial court.
Not to mention them, even the saints of hundreds of tribes would question it.
Taoist Lord Huo Ya held his sleeves and robe, smashed his mouth and shrank his neck.
He also wanted to have some opinions, but he had personally received advice, so he was completely honest.
Feng Xi looked around. He thought everyone would stand up. He didn't want everyone to be silent. At most, they looked questioning and didn't speak at all.
The few remaining people were even less talkative. They were more concerned about the clan's accumulation and their own vast territory.
However, the unification of the underworld is the general trend and the princes will not be allowed to have their own land, otherwise there will be two consequences.
One: Go far away.
Two: Fight with the underworld.
The powerful demons who fled to other places were easily detained, and the underworld people who fought in a battle also calmed down.
Anyone who wants to try that person's methods can do so.
Wu Rong's eyes flew over and said calmly: "This matter has been decided like this, and we will proceed as usual."
"After the statistics of Yu Shen are completed, the identity token of the underworld will be issued."
…
Buzz!
The giant ship roared like an ancient beast and shook the sky.
The majestic steam of the internal combustion alchemy furnace covered the sun and the sky, as if it had turned into an eternal sky.
The accompanying fleet of ships was like a raging herd of beasts but moved in an orderly manner. When the giant ship used its magical power to open the snare nodes and expand the ripples, it sailed into the void with the giant ship.
…
Shura giant ship.
Inside the account.
The senior leaders of the Shura clan gathered together.
"What does he mean?!"
Luo Manping looked at his ancestor in astonishment, frowning and said: "We, the Shura clan, have to follow the same routine?"
Luo Tianhui stood up angrily and said loudly: "When his underworld was weak, he could not even resist the intrusion of the demons in the north. It was our clan who sent soldiers and horses to guard the border for him. In the next sixty years, we relied on our clan to develop steadily.
, now that he has unified the northwest, okay, now that he has become stronger, my clan will also be included in it?"
Luo Shentong, the first Immortal Wind Daoist, held the tea cup and said nothing.
Luo Tianzhen is the one who is most in charge of the underworld, but he still raises doubts about such a decision: "He...can't help but miss the old relationship."
While speaking, he looked at the clan leader Luo Manping.
"Clan leader..."
"I don't agree. The underworld should promise us the right to independence!" Another great sage from the Shura tribe stood up and responded.
"independent!"
"Must be independent!"
The saints of the Shura tribe kept shouting and yelled at Wu Rong for being ungrateful.
Luo Manping felt awkward. He thought that early investment by the Shura clan would bring huge benefits. They had indeed been promoted and made a fortune. Winning military exploits would give them a chance to go further, but the price they had to pay was too heavy.
This is to put the entire Shura clan on his chariot from the underworld.
If you cannot be independent, you will lose the power to swing.
Should we become part of a big force or become a big clan?
Even if it has great benefits, what about the revival of the Shura clan themselves?
What about the ambition to become a wealthy Yintian clan?
The ancients said: I would rather have a chicken head than a phoenix tail.
Luo Tianzhen shouted: "You must be independent and have enough strength!"
"Otherwise, once we cause trouble, we will give the underworld an excuse to send troops, and we, who were originally justified, will be suppressed."
"We are all dead, who can take charge of the overall situation of the Shura clan?"
Luo Tianhui slammed the table in anger and shouted coldly: "If you can't swallow your anger, I don't believe that the underworld dares to risk the disapproval of the world and annex the benefactor."
Luo Tiantai said in a deep voice: "Clan Chief, go and talk to the palace master. Based on your friendship with that person..., why don't we let Luo Yangwu do the talking? He was once that person's 'disciple' after all.
If he comes to intercede, we will definitely be able to win our independence."
"You all know Yang Wu's physical condition. He is just hanging on for a breath. If you let him see Tushanjun, will he turn to us?"
"I don't agree."
"I don't agree either."
"Luo Yangwu must play a more important role." I don't know who said this out of the blue.
"nonsense!"
Luo Manping angrily rebuked, the Great Holy Spirit burst into action, pointed at the noses of the senior Shura clan officials, and cursed: "When will I have to rely on a child to survive and use a child as a bargaining chip for blackmail? You saints are shameless to me.
Want more face?"
"Everyone wants to be independent. Okay, you hand over your identity token from the underworld first."
"No one should use the Great Realm to practice kung fu."
"No one should take the Yinhun Pill."
"No one should use the merits of the underworld to exchange for anything, let alone enjoy the various constructions and resources of the underworld."
"You can give up these things, and I will risk my life not to tell Tushanjun."
A group of Shura saints were scolded so badly that they all refused to talk to each other. They really wanted to be independent, but they couldn't give up the things in their hands.
The Underworld Identity Token is of great benefit to cultivation, the Yinhun Pill has completely replaced all cultivation pills, and various infrastructure and resources will also bring great benefits to the Shura Clan.
Not to mention anything else, just setting up a school has given the Shura clan a lot of foundation.
Of course they don't want to give this up.
Luo Tianhui hesitated for a long time before he managed to squeeze out the words: "We deserve this. Back then we..."
"Back then, back then..."
Luo Manping was furious: "How long are you going to defend a North Demonic Abyss? Gratitude can lead to enmity. Do you really think that Wu Rong has no ability to suppress the Demonic Abyss? It's just that it's not easy to take action at that time, so he has to work hard inside."
Development is.
"What should we do?"
"Are we just stupid? Why don't we have a temper?"
"us……"
"Enough!"
"..."
"Have you finished talking?" The old god Luo Shentong looked at everyone and filled a cup of tea for himself. The great sage beside him wanted to join hands, but Luo Shentong pushed him aside.
He took a sip of tea and said calmly: "The palace master allows us to talk behind closed doors just to show our dignity."
"Whoever doesn't want to look decent, I will help him look decent."
The saints of the Shura tribe looked at their ancestor in astonishment.
"Ancestor."
"..."
"Ancestor!"
"Why don't you go to..."
"It is a general trend for the underworld to dominate the northwest, and even more so for the underworld to bow its head." Luo Shentong raised his head slightly and looked upward.
He also saw that behind the underworld was not only the Taiyi Shengxian Sect but also Dongyue. Apart from Dongyue, no one could let the Underworld make a choice so quickly.
Even the Yintian Clan cannot disobey, so what does the Shura Clan mean?
"But we..."
…
"Report!"
"The master of the palace is outside the palace."
The saints of the Shura tribe hurried inside to report.
"Please."
"No."
"I'll go out together to greet you."
If it was Wu Rong in the past, he was still in the Yihua realm and could not go out. But it is different now. Wu Rong has advanced greatly and they must go out. At the same time, it also expresses the attitude of the Shura clan.
…
"Senior, I'd like to trouble you to greet you." Wu Rong, who was coming from a fight, stepped forward with a smile.
"It should."
"please."
Enter the palace.
The saints who were noisy just now shut their mouths tightly.
But they all looked at Luo Manping eagerly.
Luo Manping sighed, it was difficult for him to be the leader of the clan, but he had to try no matter what.
He cupped his hands and saluted and said: "That's right, Palace Master, it was Palace Master Ye who asked all powerful people to hand over their territories and clans. We discussed it, and our Shura clan..."
Luo Manping was somewhat speechless: "Can the Shura clan be allowed to have...independence..."
Wu Rong, who was sitting on the throne, said with a smile: "Chief Luo, don't talk about independence anymore. I can't give the Shura clan such power."
Luo Manping lowered his head with regret.
"but……"
"I have another idea."
"That is the Shura tribe's autonomy."
"autonomy?"
Luo Manping raised his head and looked at Wu Rong in surprise.