If it weren't for Li Qingshui, the war against the Zhao family might have been postponed for a long time, or it might not even have happened.
But at this moment, the instigator of the second massive genocide war in the Tianhe region in the past hundreds of years: Li Qingshui,
But he himself could only stay in a cave far away from the main battlefield, waiting for the final news of the war.
After reviewing all his actions and plans, Li Qingshui found that except for the only point that he had no control over before, there were no omissions in the entire plan, forming a perfect closed loop.
Therefore, he calmed down and sat cross-legged on the stone bed while practicing while waiting for specific news after the war.
He calmed down his mind, but couldn't continue practicing, so he began to silently calculate the next changes and impacts in his heart:
"The Wang family will go to Qingyuan Mountain, and the family will go. Under the chaotic situation, those casual cultivators and other small families will definitely come to interfere... But I don't know what will happen to Jiuhua Mountain and Luoying Mountain.
action?"
"Wutong Peak has no chance of winning. Even if there are any backup methods, it will only be the powerless resistance before the fall."
"Of course, there will definitely be sacrifices, and many people may die, but it doesn't matter. With Uncle Wu's protection, Taiqiu Mountain will not be the one who loses the most."
In fact, to him, the process is not important, whether it is by hook or by crook, or by killing them all, even if it will cost the lives of many tribesmen, as long as the result is good, for the entire Taiqiu Mountain, for the entire Li family
If you say it’s good, then that’s fine!
Li Qingshui didn't know it now, but just a few decades later, he would feel a trace of regret for his action.
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The sun is shining brightly and the sky is blue.
On a hill less than thirty miles away from Wutong Peak, more than two hundred monks wearing the same blue clothes are entrenched here.
At the top of the mound, there was a medium-sized airship with a blue body hovering in mid-air.
At this time, Wang Hansheng was sitting cross-legged in the cabin.
After a while, Wang Yanfan, the patriarch of the Wang family, entered the cabin from the outside.
"Uncle Eighth."
"Um."
Wang Hansheng opened his eyes.
Wang Yanfan also sat down opposite him after saluting.
"Have you found it?"
"I found it, it's Li Qingshui from the Li family in Taiqiu."
"Li Qingshui?"
"Well, Li Jiaqing's generation in Taiqiu Mountain ranks seventeenth."
"Are you going to go to this war?"
"I didn't find him there, so I guess he probably didn't come. I know Li Changqing's character very well, so Li Qingshui should have been hidden by him. He should also know that we will definitely launch a counterattack."
After speaking, Wang Yanfan hesitated for a moment, and finally said after careful consideration:
"How Uncle Eight plans to deal with this matter, other elders in the family...may have some opinions!"
Wang Hansheng glanced at him, then stood up and said with deep meaning:
"Proliferate!"
When the latter saw this, he naturally stood up and stood still:
"Uncle Eighth."
But the next moment, Wang Hansheng raised his feet and walked out of the flying boat. Although Wang Yanfan was a little puzzled, he also started to follow him.
"My life is running out...but there is no new golden elixir in Qingyuan Mountain yet."
"Uncle Eighth..."
"Needless to say, you have already understood in your heart that Taiqiu Mountain is in great demand at this time, and the family needs more resources. You must successfully form the elixir... This trip... This trip, Wutong Peak must also be destroyed...
..."
When the two of them emerged from the flying boat, they stood on the top of the hill, surrounded by more than two hundred tribesmen sitting cross-legged and repairing.
When the clan members of the Wang family of Qingyuan Mountain, who were wearing the same blue clothes, saw their ancestor and clan leader appearing together, they naturally stood up from where they were and looked in the direction of the two of them silently.
Among them, six family elders in the foundation building stage walked forward, bowed to Wang Hansheng and said:
"I've met Uncle Eight."
"I met my eighth uncle."
Wang Hansheng raised his hand to signal them to get up, and then said softly:
"As for the rest of the matter... don't worry, I have my own arrangements. I will deal with it after this matter is over."
Everyone said nothing and looked a little embarrassed. Seeing this, Wang Hansheng had no other reaction, but continued to ask:
"How are the tribesmen sent out to find out information?"
At this time, among the crowd, an old-looking middle-stage Foundation Establishment clan member stood up slightly. He was none other than Wang Yanluo, who was well known to Li Changzhi, the elder of the Li family.
After Wang Yanluo handed over his hand to Wang Hansheng, he replied:
"Uncle Eighth, the spiritual veins within Wutong Peak's sphere of influence, the resource points of the mineral veins, and the distribution centers of the major monks are all in chaos to varying degrees as we expected."
"Have you found monks from the Pan family and the Hu family there?"
"That's not what I found."
"How did the Zhao family react?"
"As before, the doors of shops in Dafang City are closed. Except for those who were intercepted by us, almost all the tribesmen have returned to Wutong Peak, and the mountain protection formation has been activated in advance. According to the current situation, there is
With the joining of the Li family in Taiqiu Mountain, they should also know that the chance of being able to hold on is not high."
"Have you discovered the backhand?"
"I checked and found nothing, but it stands to reason that there is something. Zhao Yiheng is a smart person and should be prepared. Even if the mountain gate is breached, there will be a glimmer of hope for the family, but... now
We haven't discovered where the hope is yet? They had tentatively sent out two batches of resources before, but we intercepted them both. Among them were some low-level spiritual plants... and countless rubbles.
Maybe later, when we see how tight the blockade is, we will never do this again!"
Wang Hansheng pondered for a moment and didn't have much reaction to Zhao Yiheng's move. Instead, he changed the subject and asked about another matter:
"Have you found that thing?"
Wang Yanluo looked lonely, and then he spoke:
"No, Lin Yu was originally responsible for this matter. He...since his death, this line of family has been cut off."
"Um......"
Wang Hansheng paused for a moment, was silent for a while, and finally sighed in a gentle tone:
"okay, I get it."
Wang Yanluo then took a step back and returned to the crowd, while Wang Hansheng then turned to look at Wang Yanfan beside him, and then said:
"Next, Yanfan, please arrange for some tribesmen to pay attention to the situation of resource points such as spiritual veins and mineral veins. Don't let others destroy them or get there first."
"As for the things that the casual cultivators are looting... forget it, we don't have many people, and they can't grab much."
After Wang Yanfan finished listening, he nodded and replied:
"Don't worry, Uncle Eight, I have already arranged this matter in advance. Lin Yuan has already brought more than twenty clan members to take care of it."
Wang Hansheng turned his head to look at him and nodded happily. He was extremely satisfied with Wang Yanfan's handling of things.
Then, he waved the people in front of him to disperse, and the latter also moved to stand on both sides of him and Wang Yanfan.
Below the seven of them, more than two hundred family monks were waiting eagerly.
Wang Hansheng took a step forward, looked at the mountains in front of him, raised his right hand, and said in a deep voice:
"Set off!"
...
After the repairs were completed, a few days later, the Wang family's monk team was very close to Wutong Peak. Until the end, they could see the general outline of Wutong Peak and the huge light blue light curtain that enveloped the entire Wutong Peak.
Finally, under the signal of the patriarch Wang Yanfan, they stopped on a flat land not far away as a temporary foothold.
The two elders and more than twenty Qi Refining Stage clan members have already dispersed. When they bring back the specific situation, the family elders will launch a formal attack on the Zhao family after discussion.
After the monks of the Wang family were stationed again for almost two hours, night fell and enveloped the world.
In the darkness, the light cyan light curtain still lit outside Wutong Peak was particularly obvious, as if it were a bright lantern attracting insects and moths.
At this time, with Wutong Peak as the starting point and radiating outward for hundreds of miles, countless monks gradually began to gather in the center. They were dormant in various places, waiting for the final chaos to begin.
On the other side, Wang Yanluo was called into a dark forest by the clan leader Wang Yanfan, and the two of them kept whispering.
In the end, Wang Yanfan chose to send a message:
"Yanluo, take your people to investigate. Once you encounter them, kill them all. No need to leave any survivors alive."
Wang Yanluo did not open his mouth to answer, but his eyes were stern, and then he nodded towards Wang Yanfan with a serious face.
Finally, when Wang Yanfan returned to his clan and discussed with the other clan elders how to launch an attack.
Wang Yanluo had already led a dozen members of the Wang clan who were at the ninth level of Qi Refining and disappeared into the dark night.
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...
In the other direction of Wutong Peak, another team of monks was gradually approaching Wutong Peak.
They carried three airships. In addition to these three airships suspended in mid-air, there was also a huge black black turtle surrounded in the middle of them.
At this time, Li Xuangang was sitting cross-legged at the front of the turtle's shell. Behind him, there were many black figures sitting cross-legged as well.
Suddenly, a cool night wind blew by, the thick clouds in the sky moved slowly, the moonlight and starlight were reflected, and the surrounding environment began to become less dim.
Li Xuangang opened his eyes at this time and looked into the distance. At the end of his sight, a huge mountain peak shrouded in a light cyan light curtain had appeared!