The Way of the Mysterious Dust

"Palace Lord, or else take advantage of the "Hong Pharaoh"'s southern line men and horses have not rushed to rendezvous, and our troops are still dominant, recently launched a general offensive to the Tianluo Tantric resident on the opposite bank, a decisive victory, to defeat the sky. The main force of Luo Mizong." Lingbing Palace elder "Xuanhe" said with his beautiful eyes, breaking the silence in the tent, and said with excitement.

"Fairy Xuanhe is right. When the "Pharaoh Hong" brings people to come, we won't have much chance of winning. It's better to let go. Without further ado, we can attack tomorrow!" Xiahou sitting on the left Changxin thought for a moment, gritted his teeth and said,

　　 "The Seventh Elders are right, they can't drag on any longer!"

　　 "You really can't wait for the enemy's reinforcements to arrive!"

　　 "Yes! I will fight the bald donkeys tomorrow!"

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　　 The two elders and deacons present in the camp tent whispered to each other, discussed in a low voice, and nodded one after another. Most of them agreed with the proposal of the "Elder Xuanhe" in the Lingbing Palace. When the opponent's reinforcements came, the situation would really be gone and the chances of winning would be slim.

"Although we are still superior in military strength, the Tianluo Tantra resident on the opposite shore is tightly defended, and there are a large number of "Psionic Crystal Cannons". Break through." The Great Elder of the Lingbing Palace in the front row on the right, "Honorable Cold Mo", shook his head and said.

"Brother's words are wrong. For the present plan, even if the casualties are heavy, we should immediately launch a strong attack, otherwise we will be defeated when the two armies of Tianluo join together!" The sixth elder of Lingbing Palace, "Mother Lingshi" is shaded. Said the face.

"That being said, once the force cannot be attacked, it will be dragged until "Pharaoh Hong" comes with men and horses, and will fall into a front and back attack at that time, but it will be in danger!" Han Mo did not care about the face of "Mu Ling", he knew "Mulin" said with a sigh and worry about revenge.

In the battle seven days ago, the fourth elder of the Lingbing Palace, the fourth elder of the "Mu Ling Zhenren", died together with an old monk of the Tianluo Tantric Sect. On the same day, the Lingbing Palace also lost a one-star battleship "Ice". Buzzard".

　　 Although the casualties paid by Tianluo Tantric Sect were greater that day, it also made it impossible for Lingbing Palace to draw people out, and went to meet the Great Desolate Sword Sect fleet that had come to rendezvous.

　　 "Senior Sister Xuanshui, what is the total number of sect disciples who can play in the camp today?"

　　"Tianfeng Taoist friend, where is Guizong?

　　 "Mortal Real Man" got up with a sullen face, first inquired with "Senior Sister Xuanshui" in charge of logistics, then turned around and asked Xiahou Changxin on the side.

　　 "The total number of disciples in the sect can be about 5,000!" The plump body like a young woman, "Xuanshui Zhenren", immediately replied without thinking.

　　 "There are about 1,500 combatable disciples in this sect." Xiahou Changxin also quickly replied.

　　 "Senior Sister Xuanshui, how much force does the Tianluo have now?" Moral Mu Ling asked again.

　　 "With the hired "Reincarnation Guards", it's about five thousand!" Master Xuanshui replied directly.

　　 "That's why the brother is worried! Our troops have more than 1,500 people. If the whole army strikes, it will definitely be able to break through the Tianluo camp." The real Mu Ling looked at the senior brother Han Mo and said firmly.

　　 "If the two armies fight in a decisive battle in an open area, they will be able to win a big victory, but you need to think twice when attacking a heavily defensive station!" Han Mo looked around and said painfully.

The palace lord of the Lingbing Palace "Xuanjiu Fairy" sitting at the top of the Central Military Camp, dressed in a silver armor, said nothing, frowning and watching the dispute between the two juniors, she waited for another "news", in the "news" "Any decisions negotiated before it is heard are useless.

At this time, Xiahou Changxin's face changed slightly, and he took out a jade plate carved in a true round shape. It was a "Thousand Chance Jade Language" and the rarest "Four Seas Jade" among the "Jade Language" magical artifacts. "Language", which means that communication is possible within the four seas.

　　 "Four Seas Yuyu" was shining with fluorescence, and there was obviously information coming. Xiahou Changxin's Spiritual Consciousness immediately communicated with the jade card in his hand and read the spirit letter that came.

　　 This level of "Jade Language", Huang Shengzong has only three pieces in total, the other two pieces, one in the hands of the Northern Line Sovereign "Shen Yi Zhenren", and the other in the hands of the "Xuan Mu Zhenren" who sits in the Zongmen resident.

　　 When Xiahou Changxin took out "Jade from the Four Seas", Lingbing Palace lord "Xuanjiu Fairy" immediately paid attention to the changes in Xiahou Changxin's expression. She waited for the "news" to come, and her face became more solemn.

"Everyone! Benzong has just received the news that the "Pharaoh Hong" has been divided into two groups. Except for the two "Snow Wolf Battleships" who are still coming to Woma Lake, the other three "Psionic Battleships" include "Pharaoh Hong". "I attacked Huangsheng Mountain, the resident of this sect." After Xiahou Changxin read the letter, his face changed suddenly and he stood up and said.

"what?"

　　 "These bald guys are so bold!"

　　 "Second Elder, what should I do?"

The deacons of Huang Shengzong on the side of Xiahou Changxin changed their expressions after hearing the words, and everyone in Lingbing Palace was shocked. Only the "Fairy Xuanjiu" above did not change his face, as if he had known it, he still looked towards Xiahou. Long letter, waiting for Huang Shenggong's choice.

　　 "The mountain gate is in trouble! The suzerain ordered the poor Dao to lead the sect disciples to immediately return for help, and I also ask the Daoist Xuanjiu to see you!" Xiahou Changxin said to the palace lord "Xuanjiu Fairy" of the Lingbing Palace.

　　 "Daoist Xiahou, the words are serious! When do you plan to leave?" Fairy Xuanjiu had guessed that this would be the case, and said bitterly.

"It's an urgent matter to return the aid. Pang Dao will prepare now and leave tomorrow, fellow Taoists, goodbye!" Xiahou Changxin clasped his fists to the elders of the Lingbing Palace, and then took Huang Shengzong's crowd and withdrew from the center. Barracks.

　　 "Senior Sister, how can this be good?" When Xiahou Changxin and others left the camp, the gray-haired "Honorable Hanmo" frowned and hurriedly asked.

　　 "Sit down, brother first, don't be restless!" Fairy Xuanjiu closed his eyes after speaking, and ignored the questions of the elders of the Lingbing Palace.

　　 Seeing the master sister like this, a few people couldn't help looking at each other. The camp fell into silence again. Fairy Xuanjiu said nothing. He was waiting for another "news", before calling everyone to discuss, the uncle "Han Luan" had left the camp.

The surface of Woma Lake is as clear as a mirror, sparkling, and in the middle of the lake, the "Han Luan Real Person" of the Lingbing Palace and the Tianluo Tantric Sect "Baolong Dharma King" look across the sky. His face was smiling, and the two faced each other for a long time without saying a word.

"Since the Great Desolate Sword Sect has been destroyed, and the nobles have a place to live and support, if you continue to fight, you will lose both sides. How about closing it?" Although Han Luan was reluctant, he took a deep breath and spoke with a calm face in order to take care of the rise and fall of the whole sect. Be the first to break the silence.

　　 "If the fairy agreed to the poor monk's proposal earlier, there would be no such war. Now the war has started, and the clan has gone south, and there is no arrow to turn back. Please come back, the fairy!" The Panlong Dharma said slowly.

"Huh! What an "arrow that has no turning back", the French king chose not to die, then let him go! I really thought Lingbing Palace was afraid of you, and the poor road was waiting for you in Tianxue Mountain!" Frost, very angry. Coming to negotiate a peace, True Person Han Luan had already had the heart to give up some territory, but the old Benlong monk was able to say nothing in one bite, as if he was eating Dingling Ice Palace.

　　 "Amitabha Buddha!" ​​Looking at the real man Hanluan who was angry with the Buddha's clothes, Fayu Benlong put a smile on his face, and recited a dharma sign silently.

Winning the five dependent nations of the Great Desolate Sword Sect is sufficient for the Rong people to thrive. If there is no "Reincarnation Hall", a truce at this time to avoid too many casualties is obviously the best choice, but if there is no "Reincarnation Hall" that has always been in place. Helping, it is not easy to take even an inch of territory from the four sects.

At midnight, Liu Yu followed Zhang Sun Xuan and went around the camp seven times and eight times before arriving at a white camp. Zhang Sun Xuan stopped and said, "Master should rest in the tent. I will go in and take a look. waiting!"

　　 "Sister Xuan, you have to work!" Liu Yu said gratefully, holding a bamboo food box.

Long Sun Xuan smiled slightly and lifted the curtain to enter. Liu Yu stopped in front of the camp, her heart throbbing, and the hand holding the food box trembled slightly. After Liu Yu was transferred to the painting workshop, she always wanted to find the opportunity to thank Long Sun Rong face to face. , But some dare not.

Received a notice during the day that the army of the Zongmen will leave for the Zongzong tomorrow. After Liu Yu hurriedly completed the task of drawing symbols, rushed to the valley night market, found some ingredients, and cooked an exquisite spiritual meal "Golden Dates and Snow Lotus Porridge". Courage found Chang Sun Xuan.

"Master is right here, Junior Brother, let's go in! The treasury still has something to do, so Senior Sister will leave first. And that is, Junior Brother Liu, take care!" Soon, Chang Sun Xuan walked out of the camp, and after speaking, she was red. The face hurriedly walked away.

　　 "Sister, take care too!" Liu Yu looked at the back of Chang Sun Xuan's departure, and muttered silently.

　　 After stopping for a few breaths, Liu Yu took a deep breath, opened the curtain and stepped in. Seeing the elder Sun Rong with a veil on her face, sitting cross-legged at the tea table in the tent, he immediately reverently said: "Junior Liu Yu, pay homage to the eldest grandson!"

　　 "What's the matter?" Long Sun Rong said in a cold voice~www.wuxiahere.com~Thanks to the seniors for transferring the juniors to the "Huafu Institute", the juniors specially made a spiritual meal, please taste them! "Liu Yu said nervously when he saw Sun Rong's face with frost.

　　 "Let's put it down! You are transferred to the "Era Talisman" because of the tight war and lack of manpower, and there is no other intention." Long Sun Rong still said in a cold voice.

　　 "I still have to thank seniors!" Liu Yu hurriedly put down the food box, the grandson Rong's tone was blunt, making Liu Yu not know what to say for a while.

　　 "If it's okay, let's go out!" Seeing Liu Yu stunned in the same place, Long Sun Rong made an indifferent order to chase away the guests.

　　 "Senior, excuse me!" Liu Yu bowed bitterly and quit the camp, feeling extremely lost, and felt that he was too ridiculous, like a toad, without knowing it.

After a long time, Long Sun Rong sighed slightly, opened the food box, poured out a bowl and tasted it, the porridge soup was crystal clear, sweet and delicious, to her appetite, she couldn't help thinking of the scenes of being trapped in the stone cave. , Finally put down the small bowl, shook his head gently, put away the distracting thoughts in his heart.