The Northern Alliance is gloomy and gloomy. It is soaked in gloom from top to bottom, inside and out. In short, it is extremely depressing. Especially the Yin Yang tribe, the golden ancient tribe, feels very cold. As early as when they were abandoned in the war realm.
, majestic, and barely needs to go to war to maintain his dominance. The purpose of coming back is to better dominate the coast and land. Who knows that in a few years, he will be frustrated from beginning to end, from head to foot. Not only in
He has become a joke and a bandit in the minds of people all over the world, and his influence in the Northern Alliance is also declining.
At noon that day, Taishu Fenghua stood by the lake, silently watching the fish swaying in the lake and the lotus blooming, but no matter how beautiful the environment was, he could not erase the sadness in his heart. He was very depressed now, not because of the setbacks in the war, but also because of the Yin Yang clan.
develop.
In the past, it was not his turn to worry about this matter, but the two peak old marshals who had spent tens of thousands of years training died one after another. The Yin and Yang clan lost its troops and vitality. It was a conservative estimate to say that it was less than 40% of the strength in its heyday.
.As the prince, he naturally shoulders the important responsibility of strengthening the Yin and Yang clan.
However, facing such an endgame, how should he start?
"Alas~~" Taishu Fenghua sighed with a headache. With the current sluggish state of the Northern Alliance, without a strong person to take the initiative, it seems difficult to regain vitality. There was Zhao Xiong before who seemed to be the same, but
After all, the old man was old and couldn't stand the trouble, so he was pissed to death.
He thought of Xuanyuan, but that girl actually disappeared. The huge Northern Alliance actually lost the ability to unified command. No one came to control it when it was time to boost morale after the war. The consequences were destined to be very serious. He really wanted to
I stood in the front, but I really didn’t have the qualifications, and I didn’t want to be too warm-hearted.
"Your Highness." An old man walked quickly to the woods and bowed solemnly to Uncle Fenghua.
"Have you finished all the things I asked you to do?" Taishu Fenghua withdrew his gaze, and his melancholy eyes finally became a little brighter.
"Um...that thing is still in operation. How about your Highness choose a few from the clan first?"
The old man had a big headache. The fifth elder of the Clan Council was actually assigned to procure women for the prince? It was really unpleasant to hear about this. His Highness was good at everything, but he had a hobby, playing with women. Playing with women.
That's all about women, he also likes to play with other people's women and enjoy the thrill of conquest. When he came to the Southern Wilderness at the beginning of the year, he arranged for himself to plunder hundreds of beauties in the Southern Wilderness, which caused a lot of complaints. Now that he has moved to the Northern Continent, he has
Let yourself be searched by Zhang Luo. It must also be folk and authentic.
You said that you would just search at other times, and that you should be contributing to the multiplication of the ethnic group. But now at the critical juncture, everyone is planning for the development of the ethnic group, and you want to be a matchmaker. To put it bluntly, you are robbing women from the people. Although
His Royal Highness's purpose was to vent his inner depression, but his reputation at critical moments was always unpleasant. It was not that he had not tried to persuade him, but the prince's reaction was so gloomy that he was at a loss as to what to do and could only accept his fate.
"I'll give you five more days, at least a hundred people." Taishu Fenghua looked worried.
"Don't worry, Your Highness. It will be completed within five days. There are already a batch of them on the way. I came here today on behalf of the Holy Spirit Temple. Please come and sit down at the Holy Spirit Temple. I said that the Lord of the Holy Spirit Temple, Pei Kuang, has something to discuss with you."
"The joint meeting is finally going to be launched? Who will replace Zhao Xiong in the Daqian Dynasty?" Taishu Fenghua was a little more energetic. The expected 'alliance meeting' will finally be held. The development framework of the Northern Alliance should be finalized as soon as possible so that all parties can be in order. Recovery will not be as scattered as it is now.
"Things might be a little weird."
"Say, don't delay."
"The person sent by the Holy Spirit Temple is Bai Hun, a palace envoy. You may not know him, but I know him quite well. He is one of Pei Kuang's cronies. He came here this time under Pei Kuang's private entrustment. Please You secretly went to the Holy Spirit Temple, saying that I had some secret matters that I wanted to discuss with you, and also said that you must go there.
I feel that this matter was requested by Palace Master Pei Kuang privately, and no other forces were involved, and it seems that the Pangu clan did not notify you either."
"Oh? It's just me and him?" Taishu Fenghua looked back at Elder Chang and asked curiously: "Then the White Soul Palace envoy didn't say anything else?"
He and Pei Kuang really had nothing to do with each other, far from the level of private communication. Normally, the dean of the Clan Affairs Council communicated with the deputy palace master Pei Ming over there on matters between the two parties. But since Pei Kuang personally entrusted someone to come over, and To make it so mysterious, it must be some kind of big deal.
"He refuses to say, and he may not know. Your Highness, will you come over?"
"Get ready, I'll go there right away. The situation in the Northern Alliance is very chaotic right now. That old fox Pei Kuang must have thought of some countermeasures. There's no harm in ventilating in private." Taishu Fenghua is not without self-awareness. He considers himself to be very good in martial arts talent. , but in terms of strategic layout, conspiracy, and conspiracy, he is just a fledgling. He is incomparable to an old fox like Pei Kuang who has lived for tens of thousands of years.
He had not noticed this before, but Zhao Xiong's performance in this war made him admire him. Unfortunately, God was not kind to him, and Zhao Xiong was pissed to death.
This time Pei Kuang took the initiative to invite him, and he had no reason not to go.
"Do you want me to inform others? Bring some elders from the Military Academy with you?" Elder Wu actually felt that something was wrong. He had a good relationship with the envoy of the White Soul Palace. Because of this, he felt that this time The White Soul Palace envoy is very strange. Normally, it's nothing. Now is a sensitive period, so it's always better to be careful.
"You mean I can't handle it on my own?" Uncle Fenghua squinted coldly. Although he felt that he was lacking in strategy, he didn't want others to think that he was lacking.
"Your Highness has misunderstood, I didn't mean that. The Holy Spirit Temple is so sinister, it's always good to bring more people with you."
"Just let the deans of the two houses know about it. Don't make a big fuss. You don't need too many people to know."
"Be careful on the road."
"Be careful? Haha, do you mean that the Holy Spirit Temple ambushed me? They invited me openly and then killed me on the way? Are their heads filled with water, or are you stupid?" Taishu Fenghua felt funny.
"..."
"I think your long-standing position has only reached the fifth level, and there is not much chance of promotion." Taishu Fenghua sneered coldly.
Wu Changnuo smiled bitterly and shook his head, no longer trying to persuade him.
"Business about what you should be busy with." Taishu Fenghua waved his hand and secretly left the Yin-Yang Clan and found the long-awaited envoy of the White Soul Palace in a hidden place outside.
"Please." The White Soul Palace envoy raised his hand and left quickly. He always lowered his head and behaved strangely.
Huh? Taishu Fenghua felt that the other party's tone was weird, as if something was wrong, but then he thought about it, Holy Spirit Temple was neither human nor ghost, so he didn't pay much attention and followed the White Soul Temple envoy into the lush Eagle Soul Mountain Range. In the dense forest, he never thought that the Holy Spirit Temple would dare to do anything to him.
The White Soul Palace envoy was galloping in front, instead of flying at high altitude. Instead, he chose to move at high speed inside the rain forest, and deliberately avoided some realm tribesmen secretly deployed by the Yin and Yang tribe.
Taishu Fenghua was thinking about Pei Kuang's purpose for finding him, how he should respond, and how to make the other party hibernate. At the same time, he followed the White Soul Palace envoy closely in the dense forest to prevent himself from getting lost. He discovered
This man is incredibly fast, which doesn't match his old demeanor.
Unknowingly, it was already evening, the sky was getting dark, and the forest fell into darkness early.
They are now far away from the territory of the Yin and Yang clan.
"We're here." The White Soul Palace envoy suddenly stopped in front of a valley. The valley looked dark from the outside, and it was indescribably strange under the dim night. He stood outside the valley and turned to face Taishu Fenghua.
His face was pale, with a hint of purple, and his eyes were blank and strange.
"Are you there?" Taishu Fenghua looked around strangely. This place should belong to the middle of the Eagle Soul Mountain Range. He quickly noticed the valley in front. There were faint red lights floating in the darkness, and it was full of gloom.
"We're home." The White Soul Palace envoy raised his hand towards Uncle Fenghua, turned around and walked in. Deep in the darkness, there was a faint sound of "squeaking" the door opening, and the air temperature immediately dropped a few points. It was not ordinary cold.
, but an eerie feeling.
"What home?" Taishu Fenghua was strange and vigilant. He subconsciously tensed up his nerves and was wary of his surroundings. His thoughts surged out like a violent wind, covering the nearby mountains and forests. All signs of the activities of various ancient trees and animals were taken into his mind. Except for the valley ahead.
Everything is normal except for the fog.
No matter how 'relaxed' he was, he realized something was wrong.
"Master Pei Kuang is inside? Is there anything that cannot be discussed in the Holy Spirit Temple?" Taishu Fenghua still held on to the last trace of luck and believed that the content of the conversation was very confidential. Pei Kuang did not negotiate within the Holy Spirit Temple to avoid being noticed by the Pangu tribe and others.
Yes, I specially chose such a secret place. The style of the Holy Spirit Temple has always been sinister and sinister, with no people or ghosts. The environment in front of it is very consistent with the scene when the Holy Spirit Temple appeared.