Shan Mu and other powerful warriors from Beilu Realm are already waiting in an ancient palace.
They looked curious…
It seemed that he couldn't understand why General An, who was stationed in Beilu, suddenly summoned him.
"Brother Shanmu, why did you say General An summoned us?" Li Boyen looked at the frowning middle-aged man beside him and asked in a low voice.
"Ask me? How do I know?" Shanmu smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Maybe it has something to do with the war in Beilu Territory."
Hear the war.
Li Boyen nodded with approval.
Come to think of it...
The war of Nanman invasion has only just begun!
But at the moment, most of the warriors in Beilu Territory have been killed or injured, and are unable to fight against the barbarians again. This is unprecedented in the invasion wars over the years.
Everyone's suspicions echoed in the ancient hall.
It didn't take long.
Suddenly, a hazy golden light curtain shot out from the void, and then An Xin Yang's rather sacred figure appeared in front of everyone without any warning.
"Meet the general!"
Seeing the person coming, Shanmu and others said in unison.
"No need to be polite. I called you here this time because I have something I want to discuss with you."
An Xinyang's voice was very calm, "As far as I know, the current Beilu land has no ability to continue to block the barbarians in Daze in the south. I want to hear what your plans are?"
"this…"
Shan Mu hesitated for a moment and said weakly: "We can secretly borrow troops from Beisu Realm..."
"Borrowing troops?" An Xinyang shook his head, "Even if we can borrow troops, how many can we borrow? Don't forget, if there is too much movement, the barbarian warriors will notice it. By then... The Daoling Dynasty will be in ancient times
The reputation of the mainland will also decline day by day."
Things that are detrimental to the fundamental interests of the Daoling Dynasty.
An An Yang would never do it.
Since the barbarians from Daze in the south have chosen to invade the Beilu territory, warriors from other regions have no right to intervene in the war. Except for some very few warriors at the enlightenment level, they will ask their friends to protect their relatives.
No one dares to try other border crossings!
"well…"
Hearing Anxin Yang's rejection without hesitation, the only expectation in Shanmu's heart disappeared.
Let him borrow troops, let alone whether he can invite the warriors from Beisu Realm. This matter alone is enough for the dynasty to sentence him to death.
But Anxin Yang is different!
As one of the most heaven-defying powerful men in the entire Daoling Dynasty, even if the Dynasty knew about this, they would only punish him with a few words at most, and there could be no danger.
Reached this level.
Everything in heaven and earth can be used by oneself. If you want to kill the powerful, it is really difficult to climb to the sky!
"Where are the others? What do you think? Just say it!" After rejecting Shanmu's proposal, Anxin Yang turned his eyes to everyone again.
"This junior has an idea." Lin Yansi, the head of the Lin family, suddenly spoke.
"Oh? Say it!" An Xinyang squinted.
"Barbarian invasions have lasted for a long time since ancient times. In this case, why don't we retreat here first, conserve our strength, and slowly launch a counterattack in the future?"
"This proposal is not undesirable, but..." An Xinyang's voice paused slightly, "It's just that compared to a few people, there are probably more Beilu warriors who would rather defend their homeland with all their lives than to retreat to their homeland. Do you want us to abandon it?"
Are they?"
Hear the sound.
Everyone suddenly fell silent.
Even Lin Yansi is like this. He really thinks too simply. Retreating to his homeland can save the lives of more Beilu warriors.
But it is better to die on the battlefield and shed blood if you want to survive!
At least they tried!
You paid for your homeland!
"Does anyone else have different ideas?" An Xinyang looked at the silent Beilu Realm warriors again. After waiting for a long time, someone spoke up, and then he slowly said: "Since you don't have any ideas, then listen to me.
Good idea."
"kindness?"
Shanmu and others looked curious.
Seeing the crowd looking at him, Anxin Yang said calmly: "My idea is to wait for the warriors in Beilu Realm to recover from their injuries, and then take the initiative to attack and kill the barbarians!"
What?!
Take the initiative!
An Xinyang's words were so shocking that the faces of the warriors present froze.
In this situation where you are not protected, taking the initiative to kill the barbarian warriors, what is the difference between this and sending yourself to death? Perhaps the only difference is that you can take away more barbarian lives.
"Of course... what I mean is that the warriors of the Transcendent Realm take the initiative to attack. In the land of Beilu, there are only more than 300,000 warriors of the Transformation Realm. If they fight the barbarian warriors head-on, they will probably be wiped out. On the contrary... Transcendental Realm
Realm warriors don’t have such worries!”
A transcendent realm?
Everyone was confused again.
What is the purpose of doing this?
Even in the fight with the barbarians, the warriors of the Transcendence Realm of Beilu Realm finally won... But the essence can't change anything, right?
The war depends on the warriors of the Spiritual Transformation Realm!
Shan Mu and others looked at me and I looked at you, wondering what An Xin Yang's intentions were.
There are only seven censors.
They looked at An An Yang with strange expressions.
After a while.
An Xinyang swept away the confused people and said with a smile: "What do you think of my proposal?"
"General An, I'm sorry for my words, but I don't understand why you want warriors from the mortal realm to fight against the barbarians. Even if it's just to buy time... But how long can the more than 100,000 warriors from the mortal realm in Beilu Realm fight for?
A month? A year? Or longer?”
The person who spoke was the head of a certain monastic sect in Beilu!
He is good at guessing other people's thoughts. When An Xin Yang proposed this idea, he had roughly guessed that the other party's intention... was to delay time.
But even if we use transcendent realm warriors to delay the war for one or two years, what will happen?
Isn’t the outcome already determined?
"Huh?"
Unexpectedly, someone could guess what he was thinking. An Xinyang smiled slightly, "It's enough to delay it for more than ten years!"
"ten years?"
"How is this possible!"
Suddenly some warriors exclaimed, not only them, but also Huo Chen and other seven imperial ministers were looking at An Xinyang in disbelief...
Is it possible to delay the war for ten years by relying on warriors in the transcendent realm?
"If I say it's possible, there won't be any problems!" An Xinyang nodded swornly, "Starting from tomorrow, summon all the transcendent realm warriors in Beilu Realm and let them form a team of 100 people to be responsible for fighting against the barbarian warriors in the future."
"this…"
Shan Mu was still hesitating, but facing An Xin Yang, he didn't dare to refuse, so he could only bite the bullet and said: "Yes!"
…
The next day.
Mo Heng woke up from the haze.
After a whole night of practice, he found that... the impurities in his body were significantly less than before.
The progress is as fast as swallowing pills!
"It's no wonder that the ancient mental method, through the power of heaven and earth, can actually make the impurities in my body leave my body so quickly." Mo Heng said with great satisfaction.
This way.
In a short time, the impurities in his body will be completely shed and he will reach the level of the innate body. And by then, he will also successfully move towards the fourth step of spiritual cultivation - the realm of spiritual transformation.
In the wooden pavilion, Mo Zhiqiu was still sleeping soundly.
Seeing this, Mo Heng did not come forward to disturb him. He just smiled happily and prepared to go to Mocheng to inquire about the news.
"Well? If I teach the Golden Emperor's Holy King's Technique to my father, I might be able to stop his years of cultivation and make further progress." When he reached the door, Mo Heng suddenly stopped.
He knew that Mo Zhiqiu had been injured secretly in his early years, and the impurities in his body seemed to be deeply rooted, and no matter how hard he practiced, he could not get rid of them.
But the Golden Emperor's Holy King Technique is different from other mental methods.
Warriors in the transcendental realm can activate the power of heaven and earth. This is an extremely mysterious method. Maybe...can it really allow Mo Zhiqiu to continue practicing?
Be prepared to pay attention.
Mo Heng was not being pretentious. After all, they were relatives and had nothing to hide. He walked to the wooden table and wrote the ancient words in the sea of consciousness onto the paper one by one, sorted them and placed them beside the bed.
Done all this.
Mo Hengcai slowly set off and left the wooden pavilion.
…
After the war, Mo Mansion was no longer the same as before.
The entire mansion was enveloped by an invisible oppression! The clansmen who could occasionally be seen on weekdays were no longer visible. It was unknown whether they died in the war or were quietly cultivating at home.
Walk on the long and narrow road.
Mo Heng's face was expressionless. He wanted to find Mo Xin now, but he was afraid. He was afraid of seeing Mo Yanjin helpless and desolate. He was afraid that Mo Yanjin would cry and tell him...Mo Xin is no longer there!
Without expectations, there will be no despair.
Mo Heng didn't dare to have any illusions. After all...he was afraid. He began to escape and was afraid to face it.
Tread...
The sound of footsteps became lower and lower. In the end, even Mo Heng himself could not hear any sound. His expression became dull, as if he had fallen into some kind of ethereal state.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Suddenly a burst of noise broke the silent atmosphere.
"Did you hear about it? Lord Landlord, it seems that he wants to summon all the warriors of the Transcendence Realm in Beilu Land."
"Well...there is indeed such news. This morning, Mocheng has spread it. It is said that a team is being formed to kill the barbarians!"
"I really don't know what the realm master is thinking. Do you want us to die?"
"Send your life? Humph, I don't think so. Since the Lord of the Realm said so, he must have his own plan."
"That's right. As warriors in the Beilu Realm, what we can do now is just to obey orders."
Three Mo clan warriors have already left.
Mo Heng gradually came back to his senses from the ethereal state. He looked at the three people walking away and murmured to himself, "Master of the Realm, why did you suddenly summon the warriors of the Transcendence Realm from the Beilu Realm?"
pity…
But no one came to answer Mo Heng's confusion, because even Shanmu himself didn't know what An Xinyang's plan was!