Everything was as expected by Ling Yun. The more he showed that he did not want to cooperate with the Wu Clan, the more anxious the other party would be. Especially the move of betrayal by the Wu Clan would make him invincible...z.

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Even if Guimuya didn't ask to keep him, if he had the opportunity to exchange holy water with the witch clan again, they would exchange it for him without hesitation.

"Do you have anything else?"

Ling Yun stopped, turned around and asked.

"Oh, the Witch Clan is not as unbearable as the young master imagined! It's just that the Witch Clan has been passed down from ancient times to this day, and there have been constant disputes in the clan. The high priests have always wanted to compete for the position of the Witch King. Therefore, the clan has always been divided into

The Witch King Faction and the High Priest Faction! Zhu Gaoben is from the High Priest Faction, and he is also the High Priest who provokes the battle with the barbarians!"

Guimu Ya stood up and said.

"Oh, then which faction do you belong to?"

Ling Yun asked, pretending to be surprised. He had already heard about the fact that the Wu clan had always thought it would split into two factions.

This is no secret!

"I don't belong to any faction! I am the spirit priest of Sanliu Yun of the Wu clan! Sanliu Yun is mainly responsible for raising the spirit cup. In order to ensure that the inheritance of the Wu clan is immortal, the ancestors left rules. Thirty-six Yun must not

Participate in intra-clan disputes."

Guimuya's status in the witch clan is extremely high. Even the witch king and the high priest cannot control her. If it is a dispute within the clan, even the witch king cannot instruct the wizard who has caused Thirty-Six Clouds.

Only the outside world can give orders! This is the rule of the witch clan.

It is also to preserve the inheritance of the Wu Clan. No matter how the Wu Clan fights internally, as long as Thirty-Six Clouds is around, it can ensure that the inheritance of the Wu Clan will never be destroyed.

"Well, even the Witch King can't stop the war between the Witch Clan and the Barbarians!"

Ling Yun asked curiously. The high priest was instigating a war with the barbarians. This was obviously an attempt to seize power. It was impossible for the Witch King not to see it.

"Well! If Zhu Gao is really killed by the barbarians, then no matter what grievances there are among the witch clan, they must be unanimously reported to the outside world. This is the rule! But if what you say is true, Zhu Gao's death has nothing to do with the barbarians,

Of course it can be mediated! "

Guimu Ya smiled and said.

The reason why she couldn't wait for someone to find Liu Qi as soon as she arrived at Haixuan City was to confirm whether Zhu Gao's death really had nothing to do with the barbarians.

She also doesn’t want to see the battle between the witch tribe and the barbarian tribe. Even though the barbarian tribe is now in decline and not as good as the witch tribe, the barbarian tribe is not easy to mess with!

If this is really a fight to the death, the Wu clan's vitality will also be damaged!

"Then it's even more important to find the person who really killed Zhu Gao as soon as possible!"

Ling Yun said solemnly.

"Haha, if you find him, just let me know! But I'm curious, the young master seems to be very concerned about our battle with the barbarians!"

Guimuya laughed. She was very curious about Ling Yun, because she also understood that Ling Yun wanted to mediate the war between the witch tribe and the barbarian tribe.

"The situation is coming, the soul clan is about to emerge, I just don't want the human clan to suffer from internal strife."

Ling Yun sighed. This was what he said from the bottom of his heart.

"Oh, Master, you are so compassionate, who are you?"

After hearing Ling Yun's words, Guimu Ya had some doubts that Ling Yun's identity was not just a seventh-level alchemy god.

"I have no ill intentions towards the witch clan, nor towards the barbarians! As for who I am? The priest will naturally know about it in the future! Farewell!"

Ling Yun didn't know how to introduce himself. He said he was the head of the Ling family, but he didn't have the aura of a blue dragon in him! He said he was the master of the Dou Temple. Zhan Daoqian was just a title, and he had no qualifications to command the Dou Temple!

Guimuya waved his hand and signaled the two Taoist masters of the Wu clan to escort Ling Yun away.

"Mu Ya, this guy caused our Wang Family Chamber of Commerce to plummet before, how could you let him leave so easily!"

Watching Ling Yun leave, Wang Junsheng lost his temper.

"Short-sighted! Do you know the value of a seventh-level alchemy god? His existence, not to mention your small chamber of commerce, even the entire Haixuan City cannot match him!"

Guimuya liked Wang Junsheng very much, so he never said anything harsh to him, but instead gave him some advice.

"But!"

"But what? He is a saint like you, but why do you think he allows a sword master to follow him willingly?"

Wang Junsheng wanted to say something else, but Guimuya interrupted him and asked more questions.

"Isn't he a seventh-level alchemy god?"

"Haha, you, do you know the arrogance of sword cultivators in this world? Sometimes they would rather surrender than surrender! Let alone the seventh-level alchemy god, even the eighth-level alchemy god may not be able to make a sword master willing to protect him.

!Also, he knew that I was a priest of the witch clan, but he dared to come alone. This is not just courage. If I take action, I may not be able to keep him! "

Guimuya had a very high opinion of Ling Yun, because the cultivation she sensed from Ling Yun was only the realm of a saint, but it gave her a feeling that she couldn't see through it.

"How is this possible! He is only a saint, how can he compare with you..."

Wang Junsheng not only loves Guimuya, but also admires him.

"Cultivation does not mean strength! Just like me, they say that all ants are under the heaven, but I have not entered the heaven, but I can rival the heaven. This is strength! Also, do you know that he is not over a thousand years old, and you are good at all

He has also lived for two thousand months, but his character is not even as good as his."

Guimuya shaved the bridge of Wang Junsheng's nose like an elder!

"..., are you cursing me in a roundabout way?"

Wang Junsheng said with a crying face.


Chapter completed!