After the Wu Clan left, the entire Phoenix Clan returned to peace again.
But soon, at the foot of the mountain, a second wave of people arrived.
Hongjun brought Taoist Qiankun and Great Immortal Yangmei to the foot of Fengshan Mountain, also pulling many things with him, followed by many members of the Tiandao Alliance.
When he came closer, Hongjun saw at a glance the blood that had not yet dried up flowing around him, and the broken arms all over the place, all neatly arranged, and they were all left arms. They were densely packed and shocking.
Even without deduction, Hongjun could recognize that these arms belonged to the Wu clan.
According to this scale, I am afraid that all the capable members of the Witch Clan will have their arms cut off, right?
If this is really the case, the Wu clan may be closed off within a few hundred years at least.
"Taoist Hongjun, please see Taoist Qinglian." Hongjun no longer looked at the broken arms, but looked at the mountain, using his magic power to spread the sound.
The voice spread throughout Fengshan, and Hongjun continued: "I heard that the three clans were fighting, and many creatures such as Phoenix, Bird, and Asura were seriously injured, so I specially sent healing pills."
Qiankun glanced at the phoenixes around him and stepped forward and said: "Qinglian Daozu, our Tiandao Alliance did not participate in the war between the three clans. Today we sent healing elixirs and asked Daozu to see them."
Great Immortal Yang Mei: "We have come sincerely, and we hope that Taoist ancestors will open up their net."
Wang Shuo, however, still sat at the stone table under the sycamore tree, poured himself a glass of fruit wine, and glanced gently at the people of the Tiandao Alliance down the mountain.
Phoenix Master sat next to them and asked: "Do you want to see them? If not, I will ask my subordinates to send them away."
Wang Shuo was silent for a moment, then shook his head and said, "There's no need to drive them away. Let's leave them to dry for a few days. These people gave me a lot of trouble back then."
"Um."
The Phoenix Master nodded obediently, without retorting, and sat next to Wang Shuo to drink with him, always with a gentle smile on his face.
Time passed bit by bit. During this period, the Wu Clan came once and delivered the Wu Clan's skills into Wang Shuo's hands.
Three days later, everyone in the Tiandao Alliance below was obviously a little impatient.
If Hongjun hadn't stabilized himself, he might have turned around and left.
Their Tiandao Alliance belongs to Tiandao no matter what, and is the face of Tiandao.
By doing this, Wang Shuo undoubtedly embarrassed Heaven. How could everyone tolerate it?
Even Taoist Qiankun gave a cold shout: "Fellow Taoist Hongjun, why don't we leave? Since Taoist Qinglian doesn't want to see us so much, we may not be able to see him standing here."
"Yes, I think they have no idea of seeing us at all. For so many days, no one has paid attention to us." The great fairy said with a raised eyebrow.
Only Hongjun smiled bitterly, glanced at the two of them, and sighed. These two people were too restless. Wasn't it just a few days?
Now, instead of others asking them to do things, they come to ask Taoist Qinglian to do things.
If you don’t correct your mentality, how could others let Yin Yang Taoist go?
At Hongjun's signal, the group of people quickly became quiet again.
Before I knew it, another three days had passed.
Looking at Hongjun with a calm face, Wang Shuo finally smiled and asked people to bring Hongjun, Qiankun and Yangmei to Fengshan. Once they came up, Wang Shuo motioned for them to sit down.
The three of them looked at each other. Hongjun sat down first and wanted to take out the fruit wine he brewed out of habit. However, when he looked at the wine jar next to Wang Shuo, he laughed dryly and stopped talking.
His fruit wine making skills were all learned from Wang Shuo, so it would be a bit impractical to show them in front of Wang Shuo.
"Fellow Daoist Hongjun, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are still in high spirits." Wang Shuo politely poured a glass of wine for several people, looked at the fruit wine in front of him, raised his eyebrows and sneered.
He had drunk a lot of fruit wine, and even the top-grade fruit wine in Hongjun's hand was a bit tired of him. He had left it for so many days and only used the fruit wine to entertain them.
Instead, Hongjun picked up the wine glass and took a sip. Although the fruit wine smelled similar to the wine he brewed, the taste was completely different.
However, he did not drink it all in one gulp, but tasted it slowly.
Raising his eyebrows, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. The wine entered his mouth, slightly astringent, sweet, and the strong taste of the wine reverberated in his mouth. The wine was also very strong. The next second, his face turned red.
With his eyes widened, he breathed out a breath of alcohol and looked dryly at the wine bottle.
This wine... tastes really wonderful. After drinking this wine, I feel that the wine made by Hongjun is not that good. Throughout the whole world, the Hongjun fruit wine that has been rumored seems to be... somewhat inferior?
Wang Shuo was not stingy either. The jar of wine in his hand was only brewed with acquired spiritual fruits and spiritual herbs, so it was not expensive. If it had been brewed with innate spiritual fruits, Wang Shuo would not have been willing to give it to them to drink.
After all, with the conquest of the three clans in the prehistoric era, resources are becoming less and less. Innate spiritual fruits and spiritual herbs are becoming increasingly rare and rare.
It was also at this moment that everyone in the prehistoric era realized how precious the innate spiritual fruits and spiritual herbs were, and they did not dare to squander them casually.
He picked up the wine bottle and poured Yangmei another glass. Yangmei licked his lips, as if he had forgotten the purpose of coming here.
It wasn't until they drank all the wine in the jug that the three of them came to their senses. Hongjun's face turned red, and he felt like he had just come here to drink.
"Uh... Fellow Taoist Qinglian, here we are actually coming this time because we have something we want to discuss with fellow Taoist Qinglian." Hongjun said with a bitter smile.
"Oh? What's the matter? Can you please come here in person?" Wang Shuo smiled half-heartedly. He already knew the purpose of the three people's coming, but he didn't reveal it.
Qiankun was more outspoken and immediately said: "This time, the three of us used all the power of the Tiandao Alliance to refine a lot of healing elixirs for the Phoenix clan. We also prepared generous gifts and came here to apologize."
"Do you want to apologize? Not long ago, the Wu clan also said the same thing, but everyone left an arm." Wang Shuo did not continue to take out the wine. As he drank, the wine gradually ran out.
If you give it to these three people to drink, you might as well keep it for yourself.
People from the Wu Clan?
Whether it was Hongjun, Qiankun, or Yangmei, they all subconsciously looked at the foot of Fengshan Mountain. The countless broken arms made their hearts skip a beat.
Do they have to cut off their own arms, or even the entire Tiandao Alliance, before they are willing to let Yin Yang Taoist go?
"Fellow Daoist Qinglian..." Hongjun looked troubled, his eyes struggling a bit, as if he was considering whether to imitate the Witch Clan?
Wang Shuo didn't speak, just waited quietly, placing his hand on the stone table and tapping his fingertips gently on the table.
Every beat was like a drum beating against their hearts.
Is it true that the only way to imitate the Wu Clan is to cut off one arm? Even if the entire Tiandao Alliance cuts off one arm... If this is really done, wouldn't the strength of the Tiandao Alliance be greatly damaged? Even if Yin Yang is saved, the gain will not be worth the loss.
"It is indeed difficult for the three of you to imitate the Witch Clan, but it is not impossible." Wang Shuo showed a gentle smile.
Looking at this smile, Hongjun felt inexplicably familiar. When he first met Wang Shuo, this guy always had this expression every time he tried to trick someone.
Looking at any smiling face, Hongjun always has an ominous premonition.