The nine hundred and fourteenth chapter people move to death, trees move to live
"What, Mr. Linyuan is coming?"
After hearing the news from Mei Ruolan, even though Sang Hengshan was the head of the clan, he couldn't help but suddenly change his expression.
All the major forces in China already know that Lu Jiuyuan's holy path has been cut off, but no one dares to underestimate him. After all, he was once the human race's most promising being to become a saint in the near future.
Not to mention, being able to escape from the sword of the Sword Immortal, even if the Sword Immortal shows mercy, is still the most respected achievement in the world, because Lu Jiuyuan challenged as a semi-saint, hoping to continue his holy path with the sword of the Sword Immortal.
, break through the limit, even if you lose, you will be honored!
It can even be said that without the protection of the Tree Lord, the Sang family would have found it difficult to face Lu Jiuyuan alone. But now that its holy path is cut off, the danger factor has doubled. No one can imagine that such a peak half-saint has such
What crazy things would an ordinary Saint Lord do under the temptation of the Holy Way?
But what the Sang family fears the most is that the inheritance of the tree master will be lost. This is a price that they cannot bear no matter what!
After thinking clearly about the key, Sang Hengshan held a family meeting in a hurry, and even made an exception by calling in the half-saints of the clan to attend.
"How long until the messengers from the temple arrive?"
Sang Ping suddenly changed his color and said.
"At least it will take ten days and a half. Even if we rush without any breaks, I'm afraid it will be too late!"
An elder said with a gloomy look.
All the elders looked at each other sternly, and all of them looked ugly.
Shigu Academy is close to Shanlai Mountain. With Lu Jiuyuan's strength, if he travels at full speed, he will arrive within three or two days. If he really wants to seize the inheritance of the tree master and repair his own holy way, the Sang family may be able to resist it with all their strength.
But who can guarantee that Shigu Academy will not interfere?
"Things haven't reached this point yet. No matter how smart Wu Ming is, he only knows that the tree master is in danger now, but no matter how weak the saint is, a half-saint can't take him lightly!"
Sang Ming said.
"Lu Jiuyuan is not an ordinary half-saint!"
Another elder said.
Everyone nodded subconsciously, but immediately felt that something was wrong. As a clan elder, how could he let others' ambitions destroy his own prestige?
But the truth is cruel. Even if he doesn't want to admit it, Lu Jiuyuan is one of the strongest semi-saints in the human race and even in China. Even in the current situation where the holy way is cut off, one of them can be removed!
Seeing the elders arguing back and forth, but unable to come up with a result, Sang Hengshan felt a headache. Suddenly he saw Sang Ming's face changed slightly while he was looking at an exquisite communication talisman, and he suddenly felt something was wrong.
The elders noticed something was different in the atmosphere and all looked at Sang Ming.
"It is said that the man left for the south!"
Sang Ming's old face said gloomily.
"Which one?"
Sang Ping said a little enlightened.
"Capital!"
Sang Ming almost gritted his teeth and said two words.
"What?"
The expressions of all the elders suddenly changed, and one of them became even more uneasy and said, "If these two realize the true situation of the tree master and start a fight over it, how will our Sang family deal with it?"
The implication is that no one is optimistic that they can stop any of them, even if the Sang family has four semi-saints!
One can be called the strongest among the saints, and one is about to be canonized. There is no way that there are no saints who can compete with him!
Moreover, neither of them is an ordinary existence. In their eyes, the strategy of driving tigers to devour wolves and river clams to fight is no more than looking at patterns in the palm of a hand, full of loopholes, and of no use at all.
At this moment, no one from the top to the bottom of the Sang family could see that this was Wu Ming's plan to arouse suspicion.
"The inheritance of the tree master is something that belongs to my Sang family. No one can take it away. If the inheritance is guaranteed, our Sang family will have a saint king within a hundred years, which can ensure the prosperity of the family today and in the future!"
Sang Hengshan stood up slowly, glanced at the elders present, and said solemnly, "Now, there are two paths before us. One is to agree to the conditions of the temples, negotiate with the Gu tribe, and hand over the sacred body of the Tree Lord, but the inheritance
The efficacy will be greatly reduced, and the holy temples will compensate our clan. The second is to unite with one of these two, and obtain his protection on the condition of the inheritance of the tree master, and help our clan to cultivate our own saints.
Vote now."
Almost without any surprise, the nine clan elders all chose the second path. It was actually the actions of the temples after being attacked by the Gu clan that chilled the hearts of everyone in the Sang family.
What kind of bullshit is the righteousness of the human race, asking them to help the temples stabilize their rule at the cost of destroying their families? Even a three-year-old child cannot agree to it!
"Now, let's vote on who to choose!"
Sang Hengshan was not surprised, because he also knew that the really difficult choice was the second one.
In fact, if these two people can be canonized with the help of the Sang family, they will form a great cause and effect. No matter what conditions are finally achieved, they will try their best to complete it, and they will even do better.
But the bad thing is that Lu Jiuyuan's severance of the Holy Path is a fact, and the possibility of repairing it is extremely low. The Golden Scale Demon King's canonization is a certainty, but he is a demon clan!
If you are not of my race, your heart must be different!
This is known to everyone!
"Mr. Linyuan!"
"Golden King!"
"Golden King!"
"Mr. Linyuan!"
"Golden King!"
…
After weighing the pros and cons, the nine clan elders made their choice, six to three, with the Golden Scale Demon Emperor having six votes and Lu Jiuyuan three votes.
Sang Hengshan suddenly seemed to have expected this outcome.
Now, there are still five votes. The patriarch and the four semi-saint elders can serve as the top talkers of the Sang family. Although they can change the voting results, the nine foreign affairs elders can be said to represent the interests of most people in the Sang family.
, no one can ignore it.
"Clan leader, if the situation is really beyond control, no one can touch the junior until the winner is decided between the two!"
Just when Sang Hengshan was about to make an announcement, Sang Ming suddenly said.
The expressions of several elders who voted for the Golden Scale Demon Emperor changed slightly, but quickly returned to normal, nodding silently.
"Okay, the leader of this clan announced that if things go against the rules, the Sang family will form an alliance with King Jin to obtain his protection after being canonized!"
Sangheng Mountain Road.
The nine clan elders stood up and expressed their support. Several vague and powerful spiritual consciousness fluctuations around them retreated silently.
…
Just as the Sang family was voting, Wu Ming found an excuse and went straight to the residence of Wu Fu and Sang Jingjing. Although there were still people following them, Quan Dang turned a blind eye and couldn't see inside anyway.
"Do you really want to leave?"
Wu Fu asked.
"Well, there will be chaos in the Sang family, so it's not advisable to stay for a long time!"
Wu Ming nodded slightly and said to the worried Sang Jingjing, "Don't worry, Aunt Jing, although the Sang family will be injured this time, there will probably be no casualties."
"That's good!"
Sang Jingjing breathed a sigh of relief.
"Miss Mi, we meet again!"
After arriving at the house, Wu Ming said directly to a girl dressed as a maid.
"Your eyes are as vicious as ever!"
The girl's face shone slightly, revealing a peerless face with five poisonous patterns hidden on her temples. She was none other than Mi Luan.
Wu Fu was okay, Sang Jingjing frowned instinctively, and they both left, leaving space for the two of them.
"Miss Mi is a very talented and courageous girl. You are not afraid that this is a trap and you still dare to come here alone?"
Wu Ming made a bow and took the seat first.
"You are smart!"
Mi Luan remained as taciturn as ever.
Wu Ming's pupils shrank, and he smiled and said: "The girl and I have a life-long friendship, so naturally I won't harm you."
"The poison that Sang Heng has is called the Turtle Breathing Spirit Gu. I can solve this poison, but I can't help you!"
Mi Luan said calmly.
"Why?"
Wu Ming frowned slightly and returned to the west with a sigh of relief. Hearing the name, he knew that this poison was difficult to deal with.
"There are three lines in our southern border, and the three holy witches cast the spell. Our Mi family is the queen of the witch saint. The one who cast the spell is the descendant of the Li family. The last line is the Ji family. This operation is the beginning of this and ancient times.
There will be no room for error in the second joint plan after it has begun!”
Mi Luan's words were concise and concise.
"Then why do we only hear about the Gu clan in southern Xinjiang, but never the witchcraft?"
Wu Ming said in astonishment.
"Because there are few people!"
Mi Luan's words almost choked Wu Ming to death, and he continued, "Although I come from a witch lineage, I learned Gu magic. I can be regarded as a bridge between the two families."
"It's not just that, is it?"
Wu Ming said profoundly.
"As you can imagine, our clan has experienced internal strife, and the three branches have also been at odds with each other, but they are unanimous in dealing with the outside world!"
Mi Luan muttered.
"Can you tell me what you want?"
Wu Ming nodded and said.
Mi Luan was silent for a moment and looked deeply at Wu Mingdao: "It's okay to tell you that the tree statue is one of the anomalies in China. Its body contains special powers inherited from ancient times. Its skin can be used as a rope, and the knot is
If you cast a curse, its trunk can be turned into a sculpture, and the carved puppet can be turned into a witch; its heart can be turned into a cocoon, and the cocoon can be broken into a gu!"
"hiss!"
Wu Ming took a breath. He didn't expect that the Gu clan's plan was to swallow all the skin and bones of the tree master.
"However, if you can help me obtain it, Wu Mai will have more say in southern Xinjiang, and I will be able to help you get rid of the poison!"
Mi Luan said.
"Do you think I'm stupid?"
Wu Ming rolled his eyes angrily.
"If you weren't stupid, how could you get involved in such things?"
Mi Luan didn't think so.
Wu Ming was completely speechless, now he finally understood.
Compared to Southern Xinjiang, which has countless holy kings in charge, why do the holy temples turn a blind eye to the Sang family's plight and even exert pressure secretly?
"I was forced!"
Wu Ming spread his hands and looked helpless.
"explain!"
Mi Luan frowned slightly.
"The one from the capital is coming!"
Wu Ming said bluntly.
"You mean..."
Mi Luan turned her head and thought, her pretty face changed.
"You also know that the saint is about to be sanctified. If he can be passed down by the tree master, his heritage after being sanctified will definitely double, and I will be in trouble by then!"
Wu Ming's face was full of bitterness, and he lied without blushing and out of breath.
"The temples will not allow him to mess around!"
Although Mi Luan was frightened, she was not confused.
"The key is that I am now imprisoned by the Sang family. My maternal uncle will come soon, and he will no longer be able to control me!"
Wu Mingdao.
"What did you say?"
Mi Luan finally couldn't sit still anymore and glared at Wu Ming, "Is this all your fault?"
"Don't accuse me wrongly!"
Wu Ming called Chuang Tianqu and said with an innocent face, "They used me to kill the great master of the Sang family to force me to ask for help from those people to save the life of the tree master. How can I have such a face? I can only ask for help from outsiders."
Uncle, you also know that his holy path has been cut off. I am afraid that after learning about it, he will misunderstand that he intends to seize the inheritance of the tree master and continue his own holy path, thus disrupting the layout of the nobles. That is not something I can interfere with!
"
"Hmph! You'd better not lie to me, otherwise..."
Mi Luan said threateningly.
"How dare I?"
Wu Ming raised his hands in the air and said with a serious face, "As the saying goes, if you move a person to death, a tree will live if you move it. If the nobles cooperate with me, I will do my best to help the nobles obtain the holy body of the tree. However, the nobles need to show some sincerity first." (Unfinished)