"Holy Lord, that Yun Fu has come in person. Do you need me to kill him directly? As long as I kill him, the Jintang disciples will be leaderless. Let's see who can stop us."
Looking at the angry sage, Wei Yang shook his head slightly. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong to let him control Sheng Yun? Or should he just follow him, without using his brain at all, and leave all the troublesome and laborious matters to him?
But? Oh, I really spoiled them.
"Invite him in."
"Uh? The Holy Lord wants to see him?"
"If you don't see him, how can I know what his purpose is? If he doesn't see you, how can I be sure whether he wants to join our church? Hurry, don't leave any ink."
"Uh, yes."
Join our church? Why? To avoid disaster? What the hell is this? The old saint shook his head and walked outside. I don’t know what Wei Yang meant by this?
When the old saint brought Yun Fu into the inn, he saw that Wei Yang's face was very calm, but the strong man of the Void Mirror next to him had anger and doubts on his face. Obviously, such an advance arrangement came from the person in front of him.
The hand of the Lord of the Holy Temple.
"The Holy Lord is wise."
"Aren't you the same? It's a pity that your subordinates didn't let you get what you wanted."
Wei Yang uttered such words, which not only made Yun Fu frown slightly, but instantly turned calm, and asked with interest: "I wonder if the Holy Son knows my wish?"
"Is this a test for me?"
"Don't dare."
Although the other party said this, Wei Yang knew that this was what the other party meant. He just wanted to see what Wei Yang had guessed. As for the changes that happened in Jintang, they would definitely not be covered up for too long.
However, it was not Wei Yang who could know at this time. After all, the border space of Jintang has been completely blocked. It is really not easy to know such news. Even those holy masters don't know, let alone the front, um, this
He is also a member of the Nine Halls Holy Master.
"Although I don't know why Jin Fudao, the holy master of Jintang, died? But I can be sure that it was not you."
"How can I see it?"
"If it was you who did it, I'm afraid you have already led the Jintang disciples back to the Jintang territory. Why wait here?"
Although Wei Yang finished speaking, Yun Fu's eyes flickered, he nodded slightly, and said helplessly: "Whether the Holy Lord really believes in me or comforts me, I am very grateful to the Holy Lord for his trust.
.Indeed, our Holy Lord did not die in my hands, but died suddenly. As for the reason, I cannot tell you, and of course I cannot say it now."
"I wonder what kind of changes must have happened in Jintang? To be precise, it should be chaos in Jintang. Maybe it was caused by external forces, maybe it was caused by internal strife. I prefer the latter, because the descendants of Jin Fudao are really
Quite a few.”
This thing that should have made people proud, but said it at this time, seemed to have a different charm, making Yunfu also smile bitterly.
"The Holy Lord is indeed smart, and he doesn't hide it. The nine sons fought for the master, which made my Lord very angry. On the way back, he didn't want to die suddenly. Alas, the Holy Lord must have guessed that I want to wait for any of the nine sons.
When I come here, I can raise 300,000 Jintang disciples, and I can wash away my unwarranted crimes and return to the Jintang. It's a pity, but it's a pity that my subordinates are too ignorant, hey."
In the end, Yun Fu also knew that he couldn't hide it from Wei Yang in front of him. Although this guy was not completely right, he was already close to ten. Even the saint on the side was very surprised. He didn't expect Wei Yang's guess to be so accurate.
, Jintang is actually in civil strife?
"Then what are your plans now?"
"I wonder if the Holy Master is willing to take us in?"
The main event is here. The old saint's eyes are shining. He has understood that Wei Yang was so sure before that the other party would choose to join the temple. Obviously there have been so many changes. Yun Fu can no longer wait for one of the nine sons to come. His subordinates
The Jintang disciples are about to disperse.
"Okay, can you tell me your conditions?"
"A city, a city where we can live."
"How is this possible? Holy Lord, this is a hidden danger. If the disciples of Jintang have evil intentions, the two parties will join forces and it will definitely make our temple unstable. This is absolutely impossible."
Don't even think about controlling this city independently. Obviously Yunfu does not intend to completely surrender to the Holy Church, and even has the idea of self-reliance. Just like those independent cities in the space from Jianqiao Mountain to the Demon Realm, Yunfu has this plan.
How can I get the old sage to agree?
However, the words of the Sage obviously did not attract Yun Fu's attention. He was still paying attention to Wei Yang, because he knew that even if the Sage objected, Wei Yang had his own judgment. He believed that if the other party was smart, he would understand that this was
Negotiation skills require arguing for the interests of all parties, rather than deciding one thing at a time.
"Can."
The corner of Wei Yang's mouth curled up, and he slowly uttered words that made the old saint feel desperate. Yun Fu was also particularly surprised, and he secretly whispered in his heart: The Holy Lord of this temple is not a fool, right? How can such conditions be met?
Can you promise yourself, did you hear wrongly?
Just when the two of them looked at Wei Yang dumbfounded, they saw the corner of the other's mouth curl up slightly, and he slowly said: "But the 300,000 Jintang disciples under your command will be distributed throughout the Holy Temple territory, and will be led by our General of the Holy Temple.
"
‘Buzz’
Everyone in the room had their heads exploded. The old saint's expression of despair suddenly turned into a rather satisfied smile. He even gently stroked his beard and clicked his head again and again, obviously very much agreeing with Wei Yang's words.
If the other party really agrees, let alone a city, even if all the cities are handed over to Yun Fu, what else can be done? All Jintang disciples will be controlled by the wisdom of their generals. As long as they are not fools, they will know how to divide them.
These Jintang disciples, if they want to overthrow the world, they can only seek death.
"This is impossible."
Yun Fu, who also had his head exploded, also showed a bitter smile, looked at Wei Yang and shook his head slightly, and said softly.
"Yeah, since it's impossible, then why did you put forward such an embarrassing condition? Have you ever thought about being able to match the sacrifices you bear? Don't be so greedy. You can strive for benefits, but you should be more realistic and don't waste time here.
Time, I don’t have this time, so don’t hide other thoughts, I will leave at dawn.”
Yun Fu frowned slightly and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He didn't expect that his last little thoughts would be seen through by this person.
Wei Yang was right. Indeed, he still wanted to delay some time in his heart. He hoped that one of the nine sons could come. By then, Yun Fu would definitely join the other party's army and assist the holy son to become the holy master of the Jintang, and he would also do so immediately.
Detain Wei Yang to threaten the Holy Temple Alliance and give Jintang time to recover.
"An army of three hundred thousand, one hundred thousand living in one city, and the remaining two hundred thousand must be independent. I will follow the Holy Lord and will never betray the Holy Lord."
This is Yunfu's bottom line. If the other party can no longer agree, there is no need to continue the negotiation this time.
"Don't think about it if one hundred thousand people live in Jianqiao City and control a city. As long as you sincerely serve our Holy Church, you will be one of them. Just like the disciples of the Demonic Hall, maintain your independence. As for your
Choose, I will give you the freedom to leave or stay in any city, of course the city of my temple."
"This, okay, I promise you."
Wei Yang's meaning is very obvious, he is telling Yunfu that even if you join my Holy Church, I will not need Xu Yi to take on important tasks. What I value is the disciples of Jintang, not just you. I need to ensure the safety of all Jintang disciples.
Profit, not your own benefit.
And precisely because of this, Yun Fu is also happy to see such a result. Although he is the leader of 300,000 Jintang disciples, it is impossible for him to make the 300,000 troops independent under his own command. The other party will never allow it.
One hundred thousand people live behind the temple, which is Yun Fu's trump card. After all, if one hundred thousand guards make a fuss, even if the opponent suppresses it with all their strength, it will cause great losses. Therefore, Wei Yang has given Yun Fu a promise, promising not to treat him differently.